Shenhao: The little widow became the richest woman in Beijing

Zhou Minghuang looked at his third son with satisfaction. What he said really touched his heart. He thought that this son had a temperament similar to his own, and he became even more satisfied.

"You should report to the Ministry of Household Affairs tomorrow!"

There was joy in the eyes of the third prince, and he responded calmly: "Thank you, father."

After going out, he looked at the imperial study behind him with a deep look, as if there was ambition that could not be concealed.

Now the eldest prince is disabled and cannot succeed to the throne. Although the second prince is a direct descendant, he is incompetent.

In terms of ability, who can compare with me?

I don't know whether Lao Liu is dead or alive now. Those incompetent losers, who sent so many people, are all dead. Now I don't know where Lao Liu is.

The third prince's eyes were cold if he wanted to see a dead person or a corpse. If the person was not dead, why couldn't he find it everywhere?

There was cruelty on his face. He has already manned the only road back to the Imperial City, and he must not be allowed to return to the Imperial City again.

Xue Qing sat in front of the desk, staring blankly at the thing in his palm.

The table is full of small wooden carvings, arranged in a row, which are exactly the different appearances of Bai Xueru that I have seen in the past.

The one in her palm was the one that made her smile the most happily. When she was eating, her eyebrows stretched unconsciously, with an expression of satisfaction that was not easy to detect.

Xue Qing couldn't help but look softly, but there was a little gloominess in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xue's mother felt very sad when she saw her son like this. Ever since he came back that day, his mood was different from before.

Originally, he didn't have much sleep time for himself every day, but now, alas...

Apart from emotional matters, I am afraid that nothing else could make his strong character like this since he was a child.

He put the noodles in his hands on the table and couldn't help but sigh.

"Some people are destined to have fate but not destiny. This is life. Just get over it and look forward."

Xue Qing raised his eyes and saw his mother, his thin lips moved slightly, and he looked at the noodle bowl on the table.

He lowered his eyes and collected his emotions, "I'm fine, I'm just tired. Mother, don't worry."

He touched the vivid wooden carving in his palm again, his face was gentle, and his slightly tired eyes seemed as if he had not slept for a long time.

Then he put down the wooden sculpture of the woman in his hand, picked up the book he had just finished and continued reading.

Xue's mother sighed, looked at her son's appearance, and turned away with great distress.

As the night gets darker,

Xue Qing was practicing martial arts in the courtyard as usual, but he faced the woman's courtyard every day. It seemed that if there was any dangerous noise there, he would be able to detect it immediately.

Therefore, he developed the habit of raising his eyes to look in that direction from time to time.

An Haoyu looked at Mingfeng taking the letter,

His starry eyes shone with joy, it must be that his father missed him.

After opening the letter and reading through it, I couldn't help but look depressed. Why is this?

When did you get into trouble? What trouble did you get into? Who is this? Telling nonsense about your father?

He turned his head and glared at Mingfeng, "Is this a good thing you did?"

Mingfeng shook his head and denied, "It's not me! I never wrote to the Marquis."

"Who is that?" An Haoyu gritted his teeth, "If I let you know who it is, I'll see if I don't kill him!"

"It's rare for me to go out. It's only been a while, so I asked me to go back. I won't go back!"

An Haoyu's face was full of resentment. He had not stayed here enough. Although the blind and lustful woman had so many shortcomings, she was still a strange person. He had never seen a woman like her before.

Besides, she owed herself money and hadn't paid it back yet.

There are so many good shows here, I haven’t seen enough yet! I haven’t even figured out what the Sixth Prince is up to! How could you go back so easily?

"Master, if I don't go back, he is far away in the capital. What can he do to me?"

Mingfeng raised his eyes and looked at the master opposite, "If you don't go back, the Marquis will definitely be angry."

Although the Marquis loves the prince, he never gets used to it, and he is often beaten. Come to think of it, if the master values ​​​​butt so much, it must be,

That butt really suffered with his master and was spanked so many times since he was a child, so he must feel guilty about his own pair of butts. Therefore cherish it more.

"It doesn't matter if you're angry, isn't it just a slap in the face? I've suffered so many times, young master, and I still need this one! Humph!"

Mingfeng advised, "Master, you'd better go back. The Marquis must have something going on, and he won't ask you to go back for no reason. Just go back and take a look, and come out when everything is fine!"

An Haoyu snorted coldly and said unconvinced, "Then go back first and come out later, hum! I thought the letter was a good thing!"

"If you let me know who told the secret, I will kill him!"

He obviously never told his father which state he went to, so how come he not only knew which state he was in, but also where he lived?

He glared sideways at Ming Feng and said in an angry voice, "It's better not to be you, otherwise I will skin you and settle the account together with the mistakes of previous unfavorable things."

Zhou Xuanyin listened to the voice next door and heard that he was going to kill her. His deep eyes were slightly cold.

Then he no longer paid attention to the noise in the next room, his stern face showed no expression,

Looking at the news from Ying San, his eyes were slightly cold. Was there a lot of people on the way back to Beijing?

Oh, then I will go back openly, I want to see what he is capable of.

The pen in his hand continued to write something, and then he wanted to send it out through Ying San.

Wanyang County Lord looked out the window at the lively scene on the street in the carriage, with approval in his eyes. Huocheng was pretty good. It seemed that he had never seen any beggars on the street.

I heard that there are several famous academies in Huocheng, and their fame has spread to Qingzhou. Everyone is envious of them. Even my father Yi praised them at home.

It is said that a woman provided the money for the construction. I wonder what that woman looked like? Are you quite curious in your heart?

"Master, where are we going now?" A maid beside him asked carefully, not daring to directly make the master's decision.

"Find an inn to settle down first. You go prepare gifts and visit his home later."

"But, Master, didn't the person who brought the news say that he was in the academy during the day?" The maid's eyes were filled with puzzled questions.

"What do you know? Marriage is an important matter, naturally it is ordered by my parents. You go and prepare a gift for my future mother-in-law."

"Yes!" The maid didn't dare to ask anymore, thinking about the instructions outside the car curtain, and thought to herself, the master is really not shy. He is not married yet, and even the mother-in-law has called him. It seems that he is bound to win.

Outside the gate of Xue Mansion,

Mother Xue looked at this beautiful woman dressed in noble clothes, frowned and said,

"Girl, are you in the wrong place?"

Wanyang had a gentle smile, and she could tell at a glance that she was a noblewoman from a noble family. There was a touch of pride in her eyes, and she looked dignified and polite.

"It's not a mistake. I am here to thank my benefactor. This is a small gift for you!"

"Benefactor?" Xue's mother looked puzzled. She looked at the girl who was dressed gorgeously but leaned over to give her a gift. As a woman, she naturally understood the meaning in this girl's eyes. She was clearly showing her kindness to herself and seemed to be right. Is your son interested?

Could it be a love debt from his son? Is it possible that his bad mood recently is because of this woman?

However, it shouldn't be. His room is full of cabinets, and the various wooden sculptures of women he carved when he had nothing to do to relax clearly have the same features as the woman next door.

The Lord of Wanyang County explained what happened when he was saved by Xue Qing, and then said with a smile, "Mr. Xue is not my benefactor."

Because of this, she came all the way from Qingzhou to Huocheng to express her gratitude. She really knew how to be grateful. She thought that her son would definitely not leave a place to live. How could she know that, the county lord?

There are only two county heads in the Zhou Kingdom, so she actually has such an identity? Mother Xue lowered her eyes and smiled gently,

"Then come in and sit down!"

Zhizi Moruomu, although he will not like other people anymore, the woman in front of him looks extremely beautiful, and she is so dignified and polite.

Since we are interested in him, maybe we can give each other a chance to get to know each other. Life is long, and who knows the future?

As soon as Xue Qing returned home, he saw the woman he had seen in Qingzhou chatting happily with his mother.