Brother, this showman

In the front hall of the Guo Mansion, Guo Fugui was pacing back and forth with frowning brows, sighing every three steps, looking frequently at the door, as if he hadn't seen you coming through the autumn water.

Wang Shi sat aside, Sipa covered her eyes and let out a few low sobs from time to time.

Guo Fugui was upset and was about to yell at her when he heard footsteps coming from the door.

At that moment, his eyes lit up, urging Wang Shi to go forward with him.

"Master Immortal!" Guo Fugui wanted to enshrine Ye Wenqing and the three of them now, his face wrinkled and smiling like a chrysanthemum beaten by frost, his hands trembling with excitement.

Ye Wenqing was taken aback by his voice: "Now I believe you can sing."

Guo Fugui couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed when he thought of what he had said before in Luyang Mountain by pretending to be stupid.

Song Jihua didn't have time to eat breakfast, so he took two steamed buns and gnawed them all the way. He gnawed all the way, but he couldn't finish half of them, and he was still struggling.

Guo Fugui welcomed the three of them to the front hall, called the maids to serve tea, and then pushed away all the servants, with a plop, he lifted his robes and knelt down together with his wife Wang.

"I have something to talk about." Ye Wenqing turned sideways quickly, "I don't have the money to give you lucky money."

"Please stand up, both of you. Let's talk slowly if you have anything to say." Feng Lianchen said.

As for Song Jihua, he was still gnawing on his steamed bun, but his eyes were wide open to express his surprise.

"The government came to remind me again." Guo Fugui helped Wang stand up tremblingly, raised his sleeves and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, his eyes were moist, "Master Xu ordered that Wan'er must be thrown away in Yuanyang Tower in three days. Hydrangea invites relatives, otherwise I will spend five years in prison."

"Three immortal masters!" Wang's voice choked up, "I only have this daughter, she is well-behaved and sensible, and she was pampered and raised since she was a child. Even if we are willing to risk our lives, we don't want to let her get involved risk."

"Who doesn't know that marrying a daughter is tantamount to going to a funeral? It's a life! The little girl is only seventeen, and her life has just started. I can't bear to watch her run into the fire." Wang wept uncontrollably , "No matter how efficacious the Goddess Empress is, she still hasn't protected us."

"Presumptuous!" Guo Fugui interrupted sharply, "Look at yourself, you are just talking nonsense, Goddess Empress benefits one side, you can talk about it casually!"

"Master!" Thinking about her precious daughter, Mrs. Wang decided to go all out, and gritted her teeth, "How long will the master pretend to be confused! Every family will go to the Goddess to petition for their daughter to bless their daughter, but the result? On the day of the wedding, even if we follow the instructions of the Goddess Empress, there are still brides missing. Is this the blessing of the Goddess Empress? If so, will the master also take Wan'er there? The day of the wedding will become her On the festival day, you pulled up the red scarf and hung up the white flag?"

"Snapped!"

Hearing Wang's disrespectful words, Guo Fugui was afraid that she would cause unnecessary trouble if she said it again, so he immediately raised his hand and slapped her: "Nonsense! I think you are in a daze, what should you say?" I can’t tell what not to say!”

Mrs. Wang was stunned by this slap, her mind went blank, but fortunately, her agitated heart gradually calmed down, and finally regained her sanity, and calmly wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and saluted: "It was just that the old man was rude. Don't blame Immortal Master Wang."

When Guo Fugui and his wife were arguing just now, Ye Wenqing kept drinking tea to ease the embarrassment, and he was already impatient. He didn't come to listen to their quarrel.

"Where is it?" Ye Wenqing put down the teacup and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, you two. Since I'm here, I'm here to discuss countermeasures with you. If there's anything wrong, let's sit down and discuss it slowly. Don't worry. "

Ye Wenqing's words were like the cool wind blowing on a sultry summer night, instantly calming the restless mood of the two of them, and the hearts that had been hanging all the time returned to their original positions slightly.

"Three days later, the mandarin duck building will throw a hydrangea ball to recruit relatives. I will go for your daughter." Ye Wenqing waved his hand.

As soon as these words came out, there was a dead silence in the room, all eyes were on Ye Wenqing, and Song Jihua was so shocked that the steamed buns in his hand fell to the ground.

"Brother Wenqing." Song Jihua regained his senses and murmured, "It's really courageous."

"I'm with senior brother." Feng Lianchen said.

Guo Fugui and his wife looked at each other and said in unison: "How?"

Ye Wenqing changed his posture and sat, propped his head with one hand, tapped his slender fingers on the table, and analyzed: "Let me pretend to be your daughter and go upstairs to the mandarin duck. By the way, is it necessary to throw hydrangea?" Covering the red hijab? Whoever catches the hydrangea will directly drag it to get married?"

"The fairy teacher's words are half right and half wrong." Guo Fugui said, "You need to wear a red hijab when throwing the hydrangea ball, but it's not an immediate marriage, but after the person who receives the hydrangea ball is determined, the government will set a date."

"It's all the same." Ye Wenqing waved his hand, "Since the red hijab is going to be covered, Mr. Xu doesn't know if the person under the hijab is Miss Guo."

"Inappropriate." Song Jihua interjected, "Brother Wenqing is a man, so there is a difference in body shape between him and a girl's family, and it's not enough just in terms of height."

"It's not that simple." Ye Wenqing smiled, "Fengguan! With the phoenix crown, I almost have my figure."

"Then how tall is the phoenix crown?" Song Jihua asked in surprise.

"This will be handed over to Mayor Guo." Ye Wenqing said with deep meaning, "Ling Ai must be much smaller than me. I definitely don't need to wear this phoenix crown, but I have to let outsiders know why Miss Guo suddenly jumped up." But without doubt."

"This old man understands!" Guo Fugui's eyes turned from blank to clear, and he patted his legs excitedly, "This matter is easy to handle, just leave it to the old man."

"There is still a hydrangea catcher short." Feng Lianchen looked into Ye Wenqing's dark eyes, a trace of heat flashed in his eyes, and his voice was light, "Since the bride is a substitute, we need to arrange for the hydrangea catcher, otherwise someone else will catch it." It's troublesome."

"It makes sense." Song Jihua echoed, blinking at Ye Wenqing, "Brother Wenqing, count me in, I will definitely receive it."

"It's just my junior brother." Ye Wenqing interrupted Song Jihua, and looked at Feng Lianchen beside him, "Give him a random identity without causing people to be suspicious. After my junior brother snatched the hydrangea, the government will If we want to set a date, then we will get married, and if something happens along the way, we can just deal with it."

"It's just." Ye Wenqing changed the subject, "I'm afraid Ling Ai will never be able to show her face in front of people again in the future."

Guo Fugui thought for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master Immortal, for reminding me. The old man had planned this before, and soon it will be the day of the mayor's general election, so that the old man can relieve himself of his responsibilities and bring his wife and daughter back to his hometown in Luoyang. .”

"That's fine." Ye Wenqing nodded, "If that's the case, then my idea just now works?"

"It works, it works." Guo Fugui hurriedly replied, his joy was beyond words, and he wanted to kneel down again with Wang, but fortunately, Ye Wenqing stopped him in time.

"You're welcome." Ye Wenqing said, "I'm not counting it as helping you, but I'm just trying to find out what is causing the trouble."

Guo Fugui was so grateful that he repeatedly begged the three of them to have lunch at home.

Ye Wenqing originally wanted to decline, but the old man in front of him tried his best, even trying to act coquettishly.

In the end, Ye Wenqing couldn't bear it anymore, so he could only accept it.

It doesn't matter to Feng Lianchen, anyway, Ye Wenqing is where he is, let alone Song Jihua.

At lunch time, the same scene happened again this morning.

Guo Fugui took a piece of food with his chopsticks, and then put it down with a snap, his face was particularly ugly, and he called the cook: "Who gave you the courage to serve cold dishes to the guests?"

"Cold dishes?" The trembling cook who was kneeling on the ground immediately raised his head when he heard this, with doubts in his eyes, "It's not cold, this dish is hot."

"You still dare to quibble?" Guo Fugui said displeased.

"Master." Mrs. Wang also took a sip, and then said, "This dish is indeed hot."

"Are you trying to excuse him?" Guo Fugui narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Where would it be?" Wang was surprised, and couldn't understand why Guo Fugui would say such a thing, "This dish is hot."

Guo Fugui hesitated for a while, picked up a piece of Qianye tofu with his chopsticks again, and put it in his mouth, then spat it out again, his face immediately turned pale: "It's obviously cold!"

Ye Wenqing also took some bean sprouts and put them in his mouth, it was cold, as if he had swallowed ice scum in his mouth.

"Come on, brother, have a sip of hot tea." Feng Lianchen held the hot tea in his hand and handed it to Ye Wenqing's mouth.

Ye Wenqing didn't even think about it, she just sipped her hot tea with her head down and Feng Lianchen's hand.

When Feng Lianchen saw Ye Wenqing's pink, soft lips covering his fingers, he felt hot and humid, and his body immediately crackled as if struck by lightning.

Ye Wenqing took a sip and felt it wasn't enough, so he took another sip, and finally stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth.

Feng Lianchen's eyes darkened, and before he had time to think about it, he poured the remaining water in the cup directly into his mouth.

"Huh?" Seeing this, Ye Wenqing couldn't help being surprised.

"What's wrong?" Feng Lianchen put down his cup, his expression a little unnatural.

Ye Wenqing looked at the empty cup and sighed helplessly: "You are stupid, you swallowed the tea."

Feng Lianchen blushed and lowered his head in embarrassment, it was really embarrassing.

Over there, Guo Fugui was still arguing with Wang for hot and cold dishes, while Ye Wenqing was already full from tea.

Feng Lianchen didn't want to sit here and listen to their chatter, so the two brothers and sisters made up their minds and got up to leave.

"I'm really sorry." Guo Fugui showed shame, "I hope the immortal master will forgive me for the poor hospitality."

"You're welcome." Ye Wenqing shook off the folding fan, revealing the other side of the fan. There was only one big word on it - goodness. "It's our duty to eliminate evil and evil. It's good to help people. Explain." If it’s a good thing, Mayor Guo can start to deal with it, and I’ll visit again in two days.”

"Okay, okay!" Guo Fugui said three good times in a row, and watched the three of them leave.

On the way back to the inn, Song Jihua kept looking at the folding fan in Ye Wenqing's hand, and muttered in a low voice: "The beauty in the world? Good?"

"It's kindness!" Ye Wenqing looked at him, thinking of kindness a little more.

Song Jihua felt sorry in the end, and the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, trying to persuade Ye Wenqing to be a person anyway.

"That's right." Ye Wenqing said suddenly, "Brother Song, come and press this IOU."

After all, Ye Wenqing took out a note and a piece of ink pad from his cuff, and looked at Song Jihua leisurely: "I have been carrying it all the time. I know you are poor, so I will give you a three-year deadline. It doesn't matter if you don't make it in the end." , I will go to Chen Zongzhu to pay it back, but it will take a few more times. My junior brother is still young and has no concept of money, so I have to worry about him more."

Song Jihua: "..."

Ye Wenqing really wasn't fit to be a human being.