On the possibility of Wang Ye falling in love with a school tyrant

Fu Donglou went to learn how to ride a horse with other men, and Bo Junhe always felt uncomfortable, and when he thought of teaching how to ride a horse, physical contact would be inevitable.

Knowing that his daughter-in-law is not a woman, he should not be demanding about going out and making friends, but no matter how he thinks about it, he is not happy, but he can't say why.Now that Fu Donglou yelled, Bo Junhe suddenly understood a little bit, it was probably jealousy.

"Go down." Among the two who stared blankly at each other, Bo Junhe was the first to recover, and cast a slight glance at Feng Yang, who immediately lowered his head and went out.

If I had known that my master's temper is so... er, bold, I shouldn't have reported the news, just nestled in the garden with Yueqiao Xuejinshuangyi to watch a good show, and the prince gave me a blank look.

Fu Donglou was so embarrassed that he pushed away Bo Jun and walked in with his head lowered and his waist supported, he went straight into the inner room and threw himself on the couch, buried his face in the soft pillow, and didn't move when he said anything, like an ostrich , There is a tendency to suffocate oneself.

Bo Junhe didn't have much experience in coaxing people, especially his wife, and didn't know what to say, so he said directly: "I think there are no more misunderstandings between you and me than when we first met, we should have some trust in each other , how do you think that I..."

No, how to say it seems to be blaming him...

"Who made you always think that I would go out and hook up? Even the boys around me have doubted it several times!" Fu Donglou was overly ashamed and lost his temper, as if he was yelling a few times. It's as if this embarrassing thing can be covered up.

"That's not all in the past." Bo Junhe frowned, he hated this kind of quarrel over old scores like a housewife.He was very busy with government affairs and military affairs all day long, so he didn't have the time to remember all kinds of trivial matters, the one mentioned by Fu Donglou was fine, if he mentioned any trivial matters, he would be really anxious.

It was Fu Donglou who misunderstood first, and Feng Yang's sentence "The prince's face is not good" made Fu Donglou preconceived. He leaned on his waist and hummed.

Bo Junhe was not born knowing how to ride a horse, and he had to suffer a lot when he first learned to ride a horse so well that he is now able to gallop on the battlefield. He naturally understands how difficult it is for Fu Donglou.Seeing Fu Donglou like this, he couldn't bear to continue to get angry, so he sighed helplessly.

Suddenly thinking of the fish with chopsticks that Fu Donglou picked up for him a few days ago, Bo Junhe's heart softened, and he pressed Fu Donglou's waist and heard him groan, feeling a little distressed.Prince Rui smiled faintly, sat down on the edge of the bed and massaged the acupuncture points on Fu Donglou's waist.

"The waist is fine, but your buttocks and legs have been worn out. It's not obvious yet. You may not be able to close your legs when you get up tomorrow morning."

There was a warm current in the soreness, as if the tangled flesh and blood had been rubbed away, Fu Donglou's waist immediately felt a lot better.Unexpectedly, Bo Jun and Ken came to rub his waist, while Fu Donglou's cheeks were burning while hugging the pillow, but there was a trace of sweetness in his heart, which was indescribably ironic.

I didn't feel anything when I was so close to Chi Nu just now, why did I feel awkward when I was touched by Bo Junhe? Would the engaged partner really feel different?After all, I can't treat him as an ordinary buddy...

Taking a sneak peek at Bo Junhe, Fu Donglou was willing to free his head from the soft pillow.

I wanted to ask Fu Donglou if he needed some medicine on his legs, but thinking that it was in the awkward position between the hip and thigh, Bo Junhe hesitated for a while or gave up, and just said that he would call the Wangfu to deliver the medicine later.

"I came to see you today for something else."

"What's the matter? Oops..." When it came to business, Fu Donglou habitually wanted to get up and sit upright, but forgot that his back was hurting, and made himself uncomfortable again.

"It's not the court duet, I say you just lie down and listen." Bo Junhe made Fu Donglou lean back on his hands with a little more strength, and pointed to the desk outside, "The last time the cloth village is divided The matter has been settled, I brought you the paperwork and put it on the table outside. Although the caravans going to Nanyang are very profitable, the imperial court’s taxes have taken a lot of money, and the caravans are not just for the cloth business. The share in your hands may not be as much as you think, but it is far more profitable than opening a cloth shop yourself."

"It's enough to eat and spend enough, even if I become rich, what's the use of it." The real benefit is to make money without worrying about yourself. How much money can you have for food, drink and spending all year round.

However, Fu Donglou still made some calculations. If the Dongfu is to renovate and develop Nanshan Garden in the future, it must be prepared with some money.There is also the study of porcelain, which also requires investment, and it is not a small amount. Even if the kiln is a partnership with Gu Xian, it is not good to ask Wang Taiqing to pay.From this point of view, the income from the cloth in the first one or two years still needs to be retained.Fortunately, the value of real gold and silver in ancient times was very high, so there is no need to worry about CPI and the like.

"You have already made some samples in the workshop of the design of the ladder rushing car that you designed last time. I wanted to ask you to go and have a look at it tomorrow, but it seems that it will not work now."

"So fast, the people under your command are really quick to do things. Whoops." Excited, Fu Donglou lifted his body and just twisted to the sore spot.

Pushing his daughter-in-law back on the couch, Bo Junhe continued to rub it for him, "Can we take it easy on the war?"

"That's true." Fu Donglou felt comfortable after being kneaded, and he took the initiative to move into the cave, "You take off your boots and sit up and talk, I have something to ask you."

Bo Junhe paused, then took off his boots and sat cross-legged on the couch, "What's the matter?"

"Recently, many wealthy businessmen and several academies in the city approached Boguyuan, saying that they wanted to donate books and antiques to Boguyuan. I thought this was a good thing. Everyone should gather firewood, and how many antiques can I have alone Books. It’s just that my Bogu Garden was remodeled from an old antique shop. Although there are some places in the courtyard, only half of it is used for this purpose. Even if the year of Dabi passes, the second half can still be reserved for entertaining scholars. , so the place in Boguyuan will not be enough."

"Do you want to expand?" It's not impossible, but how can there be room for expansion in the Boguyuan area, and the adjacent courtyards are probably not for sale.

"I don't think it's possible to expand in situ. I'm not that familiar with the ground in Jinguan City. Why don't you see where it's suitable? Let's plan it first. It's not in a hurry. Even if we want to build it now, I don't have that much money. no."

Fu Donglou clearly divided the account books, Boguyuan was his own business, and it was enough to have the support of the palace to see the situation, and the money still had to be paid by himself.But Bo Junhe's words just sounded awkward, how do other people's couples live in such a harmonious way?But after all, these properties are Fu Donglou's dowry. With this understanding, Bai Junhe didn't talk too much.

"Let's think about it in the long run. If there are not many donations, you should still be able to put it there. I have seen the yard, and there is still space."

Bai Junhe pondered for a while, and said again: "There will be a big gift next month, what my father means is that in addition to the extra points on the face, I will also give you some private room."

"How do you say that?" Fu Donglou frowned.

I haven't been to Nanshan Garden for the past few days, but the house uncle has gone to the city, without him, just to discuss the matter of the wedding dowry.

The furniture that Fu Donglou wanted was being worked overtime, and the set that the emperor asked the inner palace to make had already been clearly rewarded, but these were all to be moved into the palace in advance, and they would not appear in the dowry on the day of the wedding. in the ranks.

Fu Donglou's property from the division of the family. Dongfu and Nanshanyuan are houses, and the grain store is still being rebuilt. Although Zhanluju has entered the money, it has to support the expenses of Boguyuan and the mansion. Those antiques have been donated for exhibition In this way, there is nothing in Fu Donglou's dowry team.There are quite a lot of antique ornaments in Nanshan Garden, but they can't be emptied, so it won't make people laugh when it gets out.

Even if nothing else is said, Fu Donglou won't be able to get much out of the money.Most of the money spent by the branch family has been spent, and the remaining 200 taels of gold can't be bought.You can't bring a team of cloth and satin to marry, let alone these cloths are all old styles from previous years.

Fu Donglou had lived two lifetimes without thinking about the dowry issue. He was well-fed and clothed, and he didn't feel poor. Let the uncle say this, and he suddenly felt that he was a family with nothing.

Now that Bo Junhe said that the betrothal gift should be thickened and that things should be sent privately, the pressure on Fu Donglou is even greater. You must know that the dowry and the betrothal gift come in correspondence. Prepare dowry.

"I don't know about your situation. At the beginning, you said that you were stupid in a hurry to separate the family. Now that you have shops and houses in your hands, how do you pay the ceremony? The dowry on the face is the face of the palace, and it is also the face of the palace. My father loves you, and I sent these privately for you to put in your dowry, so no one should know about it."

How could Fu Donglou agree, he opened his mouth and wanted to resign, but Bai Junhe didn't give him a chance.

"Your dowry doesn't look good, does my face look good? I know that the national teacher will add makeup to you, and Fu Zekai may also give you some private houses, but these are not enough. If you only send the previous palace over here Pack all the things in the box and take them there, do you still want to socialize in Dachu in the future?"

What Bo Junhe said was the truth, and Fu Donglou couldn't find anything to refute, so he just pouted and complained: "If I knew that I should have received the title of Marquis from the emperor, the emperor should have rewarded me more." You don’t have to worry about these things anymore.”

"Promise!" A slap on Fu Donglou's buttock made Fu Donglou cry out.

"Why did you hit me? I'm telling the truth." Fu Donglou covered his butt and glared at Bo Junhe.This man just can't give a good face. Recently, when the two of them got closer, he kicked his nose in the face!

What kind of power and status in Prince Rui's Mansion could it be that they are greedy for the dowry of their daughter-in-law?Recently, Fu Donglou's officer has become caring and gentle, Bo Junhe is thinking about reciprocating, or else he might not be able to think about Fu Donglou's affairs so carefully, just because of this, Gu Xian laughed a few times Second-rate.

Bo Jun and Zizi think that it is their responsibility to support their family, even if their wife is a man working hard together with him, they should take care of her more by themselves. Isn't Rui Wangqing slapping Prince Rui in the face by pointing at things from outsiders?Not to mention being such a terrible Marquis, Bo Junhe felt nauseous just thinking about it.

After getting off the couch and putting on his boots, Bo Jun said softly, "Let's go, when you can move around, get me a letter, and I'll arrange for them to show you the new equipment. You have the accountant treasurer ready, I'll send you that item in two days."

"Not staying for a meal? It's already this hour."

Bah, what a bitch, I was beaten by him just now and I left him to eat.Fu Donglou cursed in his heart that his brain was squeezed by the door, but the words came out, so he blushed and turned away his head to describe: "I think you really like the food here, and now you are going back to the palace to delay your meal. Let's eat together, and try the new dishes made by my chef here."

It's still like a sentence.Bo Junhe raised his lips slightly and waved his big hand: "Then let's pass the meal." As he said that, he walked outside, his casual posture was really like the master of the East Mansion.

Bah, I really think of myself as an uncle.After making a few faces at Bo Junhe's back, Fu Donglou stood up cautiously.

Eh, it doesn't hurt much.The sore waist and legs are now five or six points better, at least they can move without any effort, Bo Junhe has something to do.

Fu Donglou found psychological comfort now: Forget it, he will be paid as wages if he is kept for a meal.Prince Rui massaged himself, this is the treatment only Wang Taiqing has. With this kind of skill, if one day he is not a prince, he can still eat.Do you want to persuade him to open a shop?