Don't talk about money and hurt feelings!Marquis【Crossover】

In Rong Feiyan's and Xu Ziying's bedrooms, there was a small room separated by Xu Ziying's paintings.

They were all the portraits he drew in Bianmo City, and the innermost one was the portrait of Rong Feiyan, because Rong Feiyan liked it so much, it was mounted and hung on a scroll in a conspicuous place.

And further inside, there is a small altar, which is small but exquisite. On it is the God of Wealth holding a gold ingot, and there is... a big golden toad with local tyrant gold.

Xu Ziying knelt down on the futon and bowed respectfully as usual. The hem of her draped clothes swayed the floor. The handsome man had a pious expression on his face, and he was chanting words, which could be heard if he could get close.

"Get rich get rich get rich bless bless bless..."

"..."

After chanting, insert the agarwood in your hand into the celadon incense bowl, and the three agarwood smokes will give off a delicate fragrance.

After finishing all this, Xu Ziying lifted up his robe and stood up, shaking his head and said, "Okay, don't be greedy, and replace it with fresh fruit, you can keep the one from yesterday and eat it."

Du Yile, who was standing behind, agreed.

Xu Ziying, on the other hand, went to the table and sat down. On the table was a bowl of steaming medicinal juice. Just by looking at the color, one could judge that it was bitter enough to doubt life.

But Xu Ziying drank it without changing his face. After drinking, he scalded some hot water in a porcelain bowl, and he didn't let go of the medicine.

He has to drink this medicine every day, mainly to cure his headache and to regulate his body by the way.

In addition, the business of the wine store is very good, the main thing is the wine recipes obtained from the Xianren, and it is the best seller, even the palace asks him for goods, these days it has really made him a lot of money.

And he also discovered that Ning Jing has a talent for making clothes, and he can draw good-looking and varied drawings with a little help. .

Apart from looking at restaurants, he has nothing to do to recuperate his body. He does calculations, reads books, draws pictures, and makes gestures with his sword when he is in the mood. Not to mention how comfortable he is, the better his complexion, even Rong Feiyan said that he has gained weight .

The bitter taste in his mouth became sweet after a long time, Xu Ziying picked up the small teacup, life is nothing but that.

But this is just the beginning for him, after all, who thinks too much money?

Du Yi was holding a pile of replaced fruits in his hand, and was stuffing a banana into his mouth, his cheeks were bulging, Xu Ziying looked at him and said.

"Don't be idle, stay in the mansion all day and just focus on eating without doing anything. How can you do without exercising at all? I have already taken a fancy to a shop. When the time comes to open a medical clinic, you sneak over to treat people and make money .”

After hearing this, Du Yi choked hard, swallowed the banana in his mouth, and said reluctantly: "But, I, I can't go, what if Lord Hou and Madam are sick?"

Xu Ziying said: "Anyone can fry the medicine I drink. Besides, Rong Fei hates rough skin and thick flesh, and his body bones are made of iron. How can he have so many diseases. Besides, he can earn money by helping people see a doctor, and it can also enrich his life." Rich experience, do you have any pursuits?"

Du only wanted to be a salted fish, except to eat and eat. Mao had nothing to pursue. He shirked, "I, I still have to take care of the young master. I don't want to..."

"Duo Duo is taken care of by a nanny, you are not his mother..."

Speaking of this, Xu Ziying remembered that he hadn't seen his cheap son for several days. Although many of his basic necessities were based on the young master, it still couldn't make him lack the love of adults.

Thinking of his miserable life without parents since he was a child, Xu Ziying sighed and asked Du to show him a lot of hugs.

There was a heavy fragrance in the room, so Xu Ziying asked people to move the tables and chairs to the yard.

Duoduo had just woken up and fed again, the cub was full of joy, his big brown eyes were turning around, Xu Ziying hugged his cheap son and rubbed his drool all over.

Xu Ziying, who had never touched a baby before, asked, "Is Duoduo mentally retarded? Why is he still drooling after so long?"

Du Yi: "Well...it's normal, it won't happen until the young master is about one year old."

Xu Ziying didn't know how to coax the child at all, Duoduo kicked his calves in his arms, and he was always dishonest. Seeing this beautiful father drooling more happily, he simply put Duoduo on the ground and let him play by himself.

Duoduo can now sit and crawl, and can occasionally walk two steps while supporting things, but he always sits on his buttocks while babbling.

It just rained last night, and the weather was neither too hot nor too cold. Duoduo staggered on the stone brick floor in his little tiger boots, as if he had endless energy.

Due to their blood relationship, many of them are chubby and have very fluffy curly hair. From a distance, they look like the chocolate-flavored instant noodles that do not increase the price.

Xu Ziying remembered that he made a puppet bear with extra fabric a few days ago, and asked him to give it to many to play with.

With the puppet bear in his hand, he called out to Duo Duo: "Come on, son, do you want to play with the toy in Dad's hand?"

Facts proved that Duoduo didn't like it. He glanced at the instant noodles that were shaking his head, and walked slowly holding a row of weapon racks.

Xu Ziying was puzzled, don't like teddy bears like Transformers?Where can he catch a Transformer for his son?

At this time, he glanced away from the corner of his eye, and saw that Duoduo stretched out his small hand to grab the unsharp sword that Rong Fei had given him, and he put it aside after making gestures yesterday, he had long forgotten that it was still there.

Duoduo tilted his head, looking at the bright sword, his short, short legs moved two steps forward and were about to touch it with his hands.

Suddenly, a large black cloud appeared in front of his eyes, covering his small body.

Rong Fei bent down to pick up the sword, and said with a half-smile: "You are a coward, but this sword can knock you down."

Duoduo looked at the huge monster in front of him, pursed his mouth, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Rong Feiyan: "..." Is he some kind of monster?

Xu Ziying came over and asked him, "Did you go to court? Today is so slow."

Seeing Xu Ziying approaching, Duoduo hugged his leg and did not let go, looking at Rong Fei timidly.

Rong Fei was tired of squatting down to pull many little arms: "This is my wife, when you grow up to marry a wife, go touch your own daughter-in-law's legs."

Xu Ziying also squatted down, dragged Duoduo to him, pointed at Rong Fei and said to him: "This is your cheap father, what are you afraid of him?"

"Yingying, what is cheap father? Is there such a handsome cheap father?"

After finishing speaking, Rong Fei raised his chin tiredly: "Come on, call father to come and listen, why don't you call? Mute?"

Du couldn't take it anymore: "Master Hou, madam, the young master is not yet old enough to speak..."

The two big men studied the human cub for a while, and finally lived up to expectations and made the baby cry loudly, avoiding them like they were hiding from traffickers.

The two looked at each other and smiled helplessly, making innocent expressions.

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Chapter [-]: The Dead

The couple made their son cry all night, and finally reflected deeply, and concluded that they had too little contact.

Xu Ziying saw that Duoduo liked these axes, axes, knives and forks. In order to deepen the intimacy of the family of three, he decided to bring Duoduo with him when practicing swords.

"Come on, use your wrist hard." Rong Fei grabbed Xu Ziying's slender wrist and told him to hold the sword steadily.

"so?"

Xu Ziying exerted strength with his wrist, and performed the movements he had just learned.

Duoduo stood in a safe position, holding a small wooden sword toy in his hand, and babbled to learn.

Xu Ziying learned it very quickly. He made this move neatly and beautifully. After finishing the move, he teased his son and said, "How about it, isn't your father good?"

Duoduo babbled, threw the small wooden sword and clapped for Xu Ziying.

Rong Fei said angrily: "My wife is really smart, but if this move is to be effective, it needs to be practiced frequently."

"How to practice?"

"Swing the sword three hundred times a day."

Xu Ziying waved his hand: "Farewell, farewell, I learned this to exercise, not to fight with others, besides..."

He weighed the sword in his hand twice: "You made this sword so heavy, I can swing it three hundred times a day and still not die of exhaustion."

This unsharpened sword was indeed heavier, Xu Ziying couldn't hold it steadily when he first used it, Rong Feiyan wanted to make another suitable one, but he thought it would be good enough without wasting money.

He couldn't help sighing: "I'm sweating profusely after these two strokes. Don't you guys want to practice martial arts since childhood? How long will it take to practice?"

Rong Feiyan nodded, put the sword in his hand aside, and sat down with him to drink tea.

"That's right, what martial arts requires is a rock-like will and a little bit of talent. Some of them can't hold on, so they find another way."

Xu Ziying put the tea into his mouth: "What way?"

Rong Fei straightened his waist tiredly, turned his head to look at a certain place, pointed in that direction and said: "There is the Xiaoyun School, Yujian Lingshu, all go to that place."

Xu Ziying had heard him mention it before, and said half-understood, "It's amazing to be able to fly in the sky. Doesn't everyone want to learn that, and who else can set their minds to practice martial arts?"

Rong Fei stood up with his hands behind his back in disgust, and said with a light smile, "No, as long as you are not an idiot, you can learn spiritual magic in three to five years, or in a few days. As for how much you can learn, it depends on yourself. .”

"This is its advantage, so it must have its disadvantages."

Xu Ziying said: "What disadvantages?"

Rong Fei said angrily: "It's because it can't reach the heights achieved by martial arts. As I said just now, martial arts and swords require perseverance. If one day it really reaches the peak, it will be a piece of bullshit spiritual power, and it can't even compare to it."

Xu Ziying questioned: "Then according to you, as long as you swing your sword every day for decades, an idiot can become a sword master?"

Rong Feiyan shook his head slowly: "No, forgot what I said just now? In addition to perseverance, talent is also needed. If you have a high understanding, you are a natural martial talent."

Xu Ziying understood now, thinking that this world is really magical, things seem irrational, but they are reasonable, checking and balancing each other, and no one will let anyone else.

"Then, have you ever practiced martial arts prodigy?"

When there were only two of them, Duoduo was still willing to get close to Xu Ziying, at this moment he was grabbing the hem of his robe to eat egg custard on the table, Rong Feiyan pushed the bowl to him.

"Yes, there is one."

Xu Ziying fed his son egg custard, and casually asked who it was. He was not skilled enough to feed him well, so he almost slapped Duoduo in the face, so he quickly wiped his mouth.

Rong Fei didn't say a word, watching him feed the egg custard, Xu Ziying said: "Yes, Jiang Luo?"

After saying that, Xu Ziying turned her face to Rong Feiyan, Rong Feiyan lowered her eyes and smiled: "Yingying guessed right."

Xu Ziying was still studying how to accurately feed egg custard into Duoduo's mouth, and Duoduo's two little paws held the bowl and opened his mouth.

While feeding, he said, "I said, don't all of you martial arts practitioners regard Jiang Luo as an idol?"

After reacting that Rong Fei was tired of not knowing what "idol" meant, he said again: "I just admire him, worship him, and want to be as powerful as him?" The new words he learned from reading recently just happened to be used.

Only Rong Fei said with a tired smile: "Yes, I admire you very much."

"Then how powerful is he?"

Rong Fei thought about it tiredly: "Anyway, better than me."

Xu Ziying smiled and said, "How many years have passed since someone died, can you still compete with him?"

Hearing this, Rong Fei was slightly stunned, then laughed again: "Yes, you are right."

The restaurant was still a few months away from completion, so Xu Ziying often went to the wine shop to see the distribution of drinks in distant places, and set up a limited-time broadcast, and more people came every morning.

It is said that the wine shop opened by Mrs. Hou is delicious, and it is said that the wine is good, and they will drink a pot even if they spend a lot of money.

Not only the dignitaries in the city came to order a lot, but also the palace often came to ask for it. There was an endless stream of customers, and the shop assistants were sometimes overwhelmed.

"Ma'am." The shopkeeper of the wine shop handed Xu Ziying a list with a troubled expression on his face: "This is a list from the palace. It says that it wants twenty altars of Qiu Bailu, and it must be delivered as soon as possible. Look..."

Xu Ziying took the list and read it while saying, "Don't call me madam in the shop, call me boss."

The shopkeeper responded quickly.

He read the list from beginning to end, and then glanced at the shop assistant who was so busy that his heels hit the back of his head. Thinking about having nothing to do, he said, "I'll go there myself to prepare the car."

The shopkeeper hurriedly went to prepare, but Xu Ziying called him again: "Where is Lord Hou? Didn't he say he came to see me?"

The shopkeeper said respectfully: "Master Hou said that he wants to enter the palace, and I will come to find you later."

Xu Ziying entered from the side door of the palace in a small sedan chair. After handing over the sign, the chief steward of the imperial kitchen came to receive him. Seeing Xu Ziying coming in person, he asked him to wait a moment.

"Hi Madam Hou, the money is not ready yet, Madam please sit down for a while."

Xu Ziying said: "It won't be long, right? I'll just stand here for a while."

Xu Ziying's eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, beautiful and handsome, so beautiful that the head of the imperial kitchen inevitably took a few more glances before retreating with a smile.

The last time he entered the palace was at night, and it was completely different from the daytime scene at this time. The stone walls carved with dragons and phoenixes, the high-quality white jade pavement, the golden roof and the red door are antique, very majestic and magnificent, so I wanted to take a few more glances.

Pulling up the sleeves and looking left and right, it was just the sneaky glances of passing eunuchs and maids, as if they were on a tour.

The servant next to him couldn't stand it any longer: "Husband, madam, you stand carefully and your feet are sore, my servant will help you to rest."

"I'm not seventy or eighty, so why should I help?"

Xu Ziying couldn't stand this kind of red tape the most, as if he was an old man, he threw off the servant and wanted to walk around, when he stepped out of the corner door, he bumped into someone running head-on.

Xu Ziying dodged sideways, someone tripped over the threshold and fell to the ground.

"Hey, I'll go, is your face alright?"

He walked over and looked at the person lying on the ground: "? Prince?"

Shen Anhuai raised his face, dizzy with two tubes of nosebleeds.