Master, the prince please

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Sitting in his precious carriage, Mr. Pei Ji set off.

When he arrived in Wen's mansion, Mr. Pei Ji received the sincere greetings from his mentor and felt the warmth of home. He was deeply infatuated with Uncle Wen Guo's mysterious craftsmanship. He drank that bowl of soup since he was a child. Cherish the hard-won happiness.

Of course, Pei Ji who came to Wenfu had only one thought: value!

what value?The beauty is like a cloud of impeccable value.

Taking advantage of the heat, Uncle Wen invited Pei Ji to have a long talk all night.

"Uncle Guo, we two old men are not doing well!" Pei Ji said.

Uncle Wen Guo asked, "Why have you become so awkward after being out for so many years?"

Pei Ji spread his hands helplessly, "Alright then! Teacher, don't blame the students for grabbing the quilt!"

"I'd better prepare an extra quilt for you!" Uncle Wen Guo said hurriedly, because he recalled what Pei Ji did before.

So the old and the young lay on the same bed in an awkward and delicate atmosphere.

The atmosphere was quiet for a while, Pei Ji said: "Master, did you just call me here to sleep?"

Uncle Wen Guo fumbled under the quilt and grabbed Pei Ji's wrist, "It's been a long time since I saw you, and I miss you so much, I want to see you more. After all, I'm old too, and I planted myself in the soil at some point. "

Pei Jihui held Uncle Wen Guo's hand, "Men, no way, you are so blessed, how is that possible?"

Uncle Wen Guo sighed, "Hey! I'm old! I haven't accomplished anything. Thinking about it, I'm really not reconciled!"

Pei Jidao: "If the mentor wants to do great things, the students will definitely help with all their strength!" His fists were clenched a little bit.

Uncle Wen Guo said: "I want to, of course I want to, it's just missing something."

Pei Ji asked: "Master is talking about Nightmare Soul Bell?"

Uncle Wen Guo didn't expect him to say directly, "You..."

Pei Jidao: "I've known since you wrote me to come over."

Uncle Wen Guo asked tentatively: "What do you mean?"

Pei Ji changed the subject and said, "So I just want to ask my teacher when will he introduce someone to me?"

"Huh?" Uncle Wen Guo couldn't keep up with his brain circuit.

Pei Jidao: "To tell the truth from my mentor, the students have been looking for someone to spend the rest of their lives with these days, but fate never comes."

Uncle Wen Guo thought for a while, and realized that this kid had tricked him with the Nightmare Soul Bell routine.

"Okay! You have to find someone, so let's live in the capital for a while!" Uncle Wen Guo said.

Pei Ji said: "Okay. But teacher, why are there so many people scrambling to get this Nightmare Soul Bell?"

Uncle Wen Guo rolled his eyes, "Because... this thing has supernatural power, it can make people... stay young forever. People are afraid of death."

Pei Ji was silent for a long time, then suddenly he lifted the quilt and got up, put on his clothes and boots, cupped his hands and said, "Master, I'm leaving! Don't forget to find me a girlfriend!"

Outside the door, Pei Ji suddenly regretted, why did he run out?so cold.

The moon in late autumn also looks cold, and the red maple disappears in the night, making people see a dark shadow, like a ghost with its teeth and claws. The dew in late autumn lies quietly on the grass leaves. Qingmeng, one by one, swayed and stuck to his trouser legs.

Teacher, in the end you still did not believe me.Pei Ji thought so.

He already knew the value of this thing, otherwise, how could he use all his strength to get it among so many fierce competitors?

Goose falls into the city.

Jin Shichang was holding a pipe in his mouth, surrounded by smoke, and a servant next to him was refilling and lighting his cigarette.

"You said this little brother didn't come one day, what did he do?" Jin Shichang asked.

The servant stopped what he was doing, put down the fire folder in his hand, grabbed the pipe from Jin Shichang's mouth, and put it on the table next to him.

"What? I haven't been here for a day, does the master still miss him?" asked the servant.

Jin Shichang sat up and looked at him, "Hey! What? Why are you jealous again?"

The servant stood up and covered Jin Shichang's head with the quilt, "Master, think about it yourself! I'll go and ask the master!" The servant had already walked to the door.

Jin Shichang hurried down to hold him back, "Don't! I'm just asking, why are you so angry?"

The servant continued to serve him again, but this time he was obviously not as gentle as before.

The next day, Ting Zhi came, and Jin Shichang looked happier, "Brother, you have been here so many times, and you still don't know your name?"

"Master Jin, my name is Ting Zhi." Ting Zhi said.

Jin Shichang stretched out a finger and pointed to the sky, "Oh, Ting Zhi, Ting Zhi, it sounds good, but it sounds like it's stopped."

For some reason, Ting Zhi's heart tightened suddenly, his breathing almost stopped, stop, stop...

"Is your family trying to persuade you to stop doing bad things? Hahaha!" Jia Ding interjected beside him.

His words were like a needle piercing his heart, like a spell that upset him.

Concubine Ying's voice and smile appeared in front of his eyes, and he was terrified, frightened, and heartbroken.

Seeing that he was abnormal, Jin Shichang pulled La Jiading, "Don't talk nonsense."

The servant stuck out his tongue, looked at Ting Zhi with a smile, hum, let you seduce the master.

Poor Tingzhi, sitting at home, the pot comes from the sky.

At this moment, Ting Zhi was having trouble breathing, the big man hurriedly said: "Master! I'm sorry! Our young master needs to go out to get some air!"

Seeing what he said, Jin Shichang immediately nodded, "Okay! Go quickly! Come here, take care of Young Master Tingzhi!"

They went out, and Jin Shichang said to the servant next to him: "At the moment when he frowned just now, I suddenly felt that he looked like a person."

The servant said: "Of course he looks like a human being. Does he still look like a monkey?"

"No, he looks like an acquaintance of mine." Jin Shichang was recalling carefully in his mind, but there was no clue.

Ting Zhi squatted under the laurel tree outside the door for a while, before he calmed down a little, he went in to bid farewell to Jin Shichang, "Master Jin, I really can't help it, I'm not feeling well today, so I have to say goodbye first."

Jin Shichang said: "Young master stay here, I don't think you're physically unwell, but your heart is unwell! Why don't you stay! We can talk."

Ting Zhi couldn't see any mystery from his face, so she nodded, "That's fine."

"I always feel that you look like an old friend of mine." Jin Shichang said.

Ting Zhi took a sip of tea, "Master, this tea is very fragrant, what kind of tea is it?"

Jin Shichang took a deep look at him, "Oh, it's sweet-scented osmanthus tea. I harvested sweet-scented osmanthus, dried them in the sun, picked out the twigs and leaves, and filled several jars full. The tea is very fragrant."

Ting Zhi nodded, "It's very uncommon in our place."

Jin Shichang was not interested in continuing to chat with him, "May I ask what is the young master's last name? But is it Sikong?"

Ting Zhi held the cup in his hand and stopped in the air, "Ah, there are quite a lot of people with the surname Sikong in our place."

Jin Shichang said: "There is an emperor, you should have heard of it, right?"

Ting Zhi knew it clearly, but said vaguely: "Our emperor seems to be surnamed Sikong, why? Master knows?"

Jin Shichang leaned back and raised his legs, "Haha! I know! More than just knowing? That kid!"

Ting Zhi looked at him suspiciously, wondering why this man is so courageous?

"He is a scum who destroys other people's love! He is a murderer who robs others of happiness! He is a cruel and inhuman devil!" Jin Shichang said excitedly, as if he could swallow him alive as long as Emperor Shang De was in front of him.

Ting Zhi became anxious, "No...he's not." He promised.

"Who are you?" Jin Shichang's voice suddenly came from above his head, and Ting Zhi looked up in horror, "You... when did you come here!"

"Who are you?" Jin Shichang repeated.His eyes became fierce.

Ting Zhi didn't dare to look at him, and didn't dare to admit it, "I... I just think so, it's not him or someone."

Jin Shichang looked at him for a long time, "It's better not."

Ting Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, and fled away as if flying away.

Back at the house, Ting Zhi said to himself: "It seems that Jin Shichang is not easy to deal with!"

The big man said: "Yes, I told you earlier that you are the prince, and he will definitely give you face."

Ting Zhi shook his head, "After all, you are simple-minded, if you say that I am the prince, I'm afraid there will be more or less bad luck today."

"It seems that if you want to achieve your goal, you have to start from his hobbies." Ting Zhi said.

After hearing this, the big man touched the back of his head, "How do we know this?"

Ting Zhi raised his head and looked at him meaningfully, "It's up to you."

The big man suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, the little prince sent him a mission.The big man left the house thoughtfully, and came to the gate of the golden house.

Wen Fu.

Uncle Wen Guo stared at the moment, sleepy and tired, "Le Ji! Where do you think I can find him this partner?" Ever since Pei Ji said that last night, Uncle Wen Guo firmly believed that As long as he finds someone, Pei Ji will give him the Nightmare Soul Bell.

Li Leji peeled off the grapes in his hand and brought them to Uncle Wen Guo's mouth, "Father, there are a lot of young and beautiful girls, but it's hard to find someone who will follow us wholeheartedly."

"The girl from Mr. Li's family? The girl from Mr. Wang's family is also good, dignified and virtuous. It's still the one in our house... oh foster father! You forgot someone!" Li Leji was screening in his mind, when suddenly his eyes lit up, a graceful The figure appeared in the heart.

Uncle Wen Guo sat up, "Speak quickly!"

"Isn't Miss Chan'er still unmarried?" Li Leji asked.

After hearing this, Uncle Wen Guo immediately refused, "No! Absolutely not!"

Li Leji said: "Why not? Miss Chan'er is the most suitable candidate. Moreover, she is also compatible with Mr. Pei."

Uncle Wen Guo was annoyed and did not want to look at him, "Chan'er is going to marry a big shot, how can..."

He didn't continue, but Li Leji understood.

"Her marriage can bring you supreme power, isn't it a big deal?" Li Leji said.

Uncle Wen Guo had nothing to say, "Go out first! I will think about it."

That night, there was a sound of something breaking in Miss Chan'er's room.

"I don't! Father! How can you do this? You want to exchange your daughter's happiness for power?" Wen Chan'er's big eyes were full of tears.

Uncle Wen Guo sat at the table and drank cup after cup of tea, "Chan'er, stop making trouble! What happiness do you want to be born in this emperor's family? Only when your father and I have power can you be happy!"

Wen Chan'er leaned against the edge of the bed, "Like...like sister?"

Uncle Wen Guo said: "What? Don't you want to be like my sister? Now she is the mother of the world, and she is a big winner in life!"

Wen Chan'er asked back: "The big winner? Father can go and ask if my sister thinks she is really the big winner!"