Take Taobao to the Ancient Times

Si Xu couldn't remember when he came to the back door of the Prime Minister's House.

It has been a year and a half since the beginning of the capital, and the officials' residences are well known, but nothing else, but the advantage hidden by her has played a very important role.

Only, the Prime Minister's House.

Like a forbidden ground with a spell on her head, she always walks around the path.

But now, she has no other way out for her eldest brother in the frontiers.

"This lord, what's the matter?" The two gatekeepers at the door looked at Si Yan for a long time. If it wasn't for her beautiful appearance, how could she be so good-mouthed!

The back door of the Prime Minister's House has always been where the servants in and out of the house go in and out of busy places. Suddenly an unscrupulous official appears suddenly, and he should be very vigilant.

Si Yi turned back and gave a cough twice, pretending to be calm, "My official is the Deputy Supervisor of Qin Heavenly Superintendent, because the hexagram pointed directly at the back door of the Prime Minister's Office, so he came to investigate one or two, not intentionally offensive, only Everything is unexpected, and I hope to return to Son Wen, one or two, and my officials have something to discuss. "

The two rough-skinned mother-in-law suddenly panicked and immediately panicked. The old man went to Jiangnan, and the eldest son had just taken the seat, and this strange thing happened.

Although the official positions of the Qin Tianjian officials are not high, it is predictable that God ’s will will be one or two. Looking back at the serious and troubled expression of Cai Siji, one ran the wife into the briefing, and the other rubbed his palms upset. He tentatively said, "Sir, I don't know what hexagram?"

Shi Yan heard his words and sighed, shaking his head, "It's a big deal and can't be said."

As soon as the woman heard that, her legs softened and she almost sat down on the ground.

"Master, please follow the old slave." The woman who ran back all the way panted.

Si Jijin nodded slightly, and followed the wife to Wen Qihua's study.

In the afternoon, the side of the wall full of creepers was green and lively, adding a touch of indifference.

The slave retired, Si Ye stood at the door of the study, but felt that his legs were filled with lead, so heavy that he couldn't lift it.

"Sir, you know, what constitutes the sin of the Prime Minister's Heavenly Trigram? According to the law, what crime should be committed?"

Inside came the somber tone of Wen Qihua, and even the hot wind blew head-on, making it even more depressing.

Si Yi gritted her teeth. Before, how could she not know that he was so cruel and ruthless, knowing that she was just trying to find an excuse to see him, and she was going to hit her like this.

Xu was embarrassed, Si Yan strode in, pushed the door with milk, and the sound split the condensing atmosphere into two.

"The Si family is only four cheap lives, and it would be cost-effective if they could win the funeral of the nine families of the Wen family."

As soon as the voice fell, a cold wind struck, and the breath of the heart and lungs became familiar with the blankness of the brain.

Wen Qihua glared down at Si Ji, and on the facial features like a knife carving, there was no longer the Yushu cricket, and it was as warm as jade, leaving only the fierce blood that could freeze the blood into ice.

Si Kun was shocked to want to step back, but was held back by Wen Qihua, her cold and thin lips covered, her cold tongues and cold tongues, raging her breath and breathing like the storm.

Si Yan struggled hard, but how can he defeat Wen Qihua with martial arts in his body.

Gradually, she remembered her purpose today, her brother Teng who was waiting to be fed and his elder brother who was in distress, and her mother who had been in poor health since the death of her father and locked herself in a Buddhist temple.

Si Yan closed his eyes. Like duckweeds, fragile as if for a minute, he would drown and die.

Wen Qihua's eyes were stagnant, his heart and liver were painful, he slowed down the intensity, and reluctantly licked slowly, so that Si Yi had room to breathe, and he didn't know it softly.

The siren who was able to breathe finally stopped being dizzy and surrounded by the suffocating breath. The old tenderness and affection had always kept her closed heart and convulsions in pain, all of which caused her to burst into tears.

At that time, in order to marry her, regardless of his parents' opposition, Xinyi was angry, and he personally took the 299 Taiwan wedding gifts, such as the **** of heaven and clouds, no matter how difficult the obstacles are, he just married her.

Later, he finally realized what he wanted, and he treated her best.

Later, she forcibly cut off the two with a dagger.

Opening his eyes sharply, Si Yan pushed Wen Qihua away and backed up three feet.

"Lend me half a million dollars, please."

Si Yan had a weak head and was afraid to look at Wen Qihua's eyes.

She owes him, Mo said that in this lifetime, even after repeated reincarnation, it is not over.

Wen Qihua was separated by a distance of three feet, and his lustful emotions were put away one by one, and he looked at the flat-backed Shi Si calmly, under his large official uniform, his thinner body and his hiding under the wide sleeves were tight. Hold your hand up.

"Stamp the official seal."

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Turning around, Wen Qihua raised a pen, and an IOU was completed.

Si Yan lowered her head and stepped forward, only to feel that familiar words seemed to have familiar tenderness and compassion, and she could not help but redden her nose.

Take out the official seal, the red mud is infected, and the dust is settled.

Wen Qihua tore off the tied blood jade and placed it gently on the table, leaving a word without saying a word and leaving silently.

Give her steps to escape as if she knew her embarrassment.

Si Yan stared blankly at the blood jade on the table, a ray of sunlight hit it, exuding a hot glow.

Si Yan, who had red eyes, picked up the blood jade, and quietly left Xiangxiang Mansion.

This blood jade, two years ago, he was lightly tied to her belt, and his eyes were full of joy, "Oh, I love you, this is what I wear until now when I was born, I give it to you as us Of affection. "

Later, when she got married, she learned that this blood jade was not just as simple as he was when he was a child. It was a transfer order for the huge shops behind Wen's house.

He regarded her as precious.

A year and a half ago, the blood on her neck dripped on the blood jade and stayed in Jiangnan forever.

After leaving the back door of the Prime Minister's Office, Si Yan ran back to Si's house with tears.

She didn't even want to admit it, why didn't she consider him more important than her life.

"Girl, what's the matter?" Yuanyuan looked at Si Yan, who was crying in the room, full of anguish, and asked anxiously at the door.

Min Sheng sat on the swing outside the door, his eyes were round and full of unwillingness and hurt.

Yeah, he loved her so long, he never said it was because he knew that she was without him.

Even without Wen Qihua, it would not be her.

If a person is affectionate, it doesn't take more than ten years to remain indifferent.

The scent of peach blossoms in the air seems to be extremely bitter.

When Si Tengteng came out of Mrs. Si ’s Buddhist temple, it was already in the evening. Since she was previously taught by Si Yi, Si Tengteng was ashamed not to see Si Ye, but grew up in Si Ye ’s arms. , Mrs. Bissi, who is going to be close to her mother, could not bear it for a day. She carefully opened her chubby short legs, wrinkled her bun all the way, and meditated, waiting to see how she should be coquettish.

Min Sheng had good eyesight, and Da Laoyuan caught a glimpse of Teng Teng, who was full of ideas.

"Tengge! Don't hide! I see you!"

The crying in the room stopped suddenly.

All the while, Stan Teng Teng suddenly heard Min Sheng calling himself, and suddenly a guilty conscience planted a follower.

Si Tengteng opened the door, washed his face, and covered the swelling with powder.

"The money of the women in the capital is the most profitable. Believe it or not, but don't believe in yourself." Min Sheng turned his back to the light, unable to see clearly.

Si Ye raised her head, and suddenly found out that Min Sheng was actually much taller than herself, and she just reached his chest.

The little boy with two noses that was shorter and thinner than himself was gone.

"What you are good at is the appetite for kidnapping, but it is very appetite for the girls in the boudoir." Min Sheng heard the strange footsteps of Si Tengteng, and opened his distance from Si Ye.

Si Yanben was still awkward, and suddenly reminded by Min Sheng.

Those who owe less to Wen Qihua always have to pay back, which is reliable for the barren duo, which is out of reach.

"... Sister." Si Tengteng raised his wet eyes and timidly showed his furry head behind the pillars.

Si ’s heart softened into a pool, after all, he was impatient, "Come here."

Seeing the elder sister beckoning to herself, Si Tengteng happily opened her small radish-like short legs, bumped her head into Si ’s arms, sniffed the familiar scent of relief, and flirted with coquettishness. "Sister do n’t want Angry, I've finished writing the characters today. "

"Ahem." Min Sheng didn't hold back his smile and made a sound.

Si Tengteng's ears were red to the neck at the moment, and Min Sheng looked at him just before he thought about it ...

"Sister, I think of the big characters that I didn't write yesterday. I went to my mother's side to finish writing and then came over again." After Si Yi had regained his mind, he twisted his body and disappeared.

"..." Si Jiran.