201. Thousand gold

Style: Historical Author: A book full of poems and thousands of flowersWords: 2350Update Time: 24/01/11 18:58:56
"I can't decide the important matter of marriage alone. Now that I'm here, let's meet my wife." Tu Shan said.

"I obey my command." Yang Fan quickly saluted and Tu Shan walked to the back house.

Mrs. Tushan was waiting behind, a little restless. After all, Tushanyue was not her child, and she was the stepmother.

I heard that this Yang Qianshi was able to speak in front of His Majesty. He led troops to the capital and was stationed in the imperial city. This matter has spread throughout the capital.

This man heard that he had driven all the holy ladies out of the Forbidden City. I couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"This is my bitch, you can greet her with the courtesy of a nephew, hahaha."

As the two walked in, Mrs. Tushan quickly stood up.

"My nephew Yang Fan has met Madam." Yang Fan stepped forward respectfully and bowed deeply.

"My dear nephew, there is no need to be polite. Please sit down quickly." Mrs. Tushan greeted her quickly.

"My nephew is meeting Madam for the first time. I hope Madam will accept this small gift." Yang Fan took out the gift list from his arms and handed it to Madam Tushan with both hands.

"Then why are you so embarrassed? It's your first time to come to the door and cost you money." Mrs. Tushan declined with her mouth, but her body was very honest and she quickly took the gift list.

When I opened it, I was immediately delighted. I saw the gift list saying:

Ten sets of glazed wine sets.

Thirty sets of gold head and face jewelry.

A big food war horse.

Wine one hundred oak barrels.

A pair of double-barrelled gold and silver ivory handle gift flintlock muskets.

Men's and women's sable fur coats with one collar each.

Although I don’t fully understand what they are all about, there are a lot of valuable things here.

At this time, Mrs. Tushan looked at her son-in-law after reading the gift list, and she became more and more satisfied with it.

During the Ming Dynasty, there were also glass products, mostly produced in Italy. The Italians had kept the secret recipe of glass a secret for centuries, and the Spanish and Dutch occasionally shipped European glass products over. But glass is fragile and the price is still relatively high. A cloudy glass shot glass costs two to three taels of silver.

Ten wine sets are an absolute fortune. What Yang Fan gave us were all modern handicrafts, and modern ones were not cheap at a few hundred yuan a set. The design and production are very beautiful.

"My dear nephew, I see that you are a talented person, and you and my Xiaoyue are a perfect match. I don't have any objections, as long as you two are willing. Although Xiaoyue is not my biological child, I am still the one who pooped on me every time. The older one, this child has been the daughter of a wealthy family since she was a child, but she spent a lot of money on her."

Tu Shan couldn't help coughing as he saw that she was getting more and more outrageous. I secretly lamented that those who come from a small family just can't get on the stage. If he continues talking, he will bring shame on the Tushan family.

Yang Fan was also embarrassed and afraid that if she continued talking, everyone would be embarrassed.

"Miss Tushan is the apple of your eyes and your wife's. My nephew is willing to use a thousand taels of gold as a betrothal gift to marry Miss Tushan. I also ask the two adults to do it." Yang Fan stood up and said with his hands in hand.

Tu Shan suddenly became happy and secretly praised Yang Fan for his ability to do things. Not only did he cover up the embarrassment caused by his mother-in-law, the daughter of a daughter, and the betrothal gift of a daughter, not only was this not a scandal about the Tushan family's greed for money, but it was actually a good story.

When the legend spreads, the Tushan family will gain more face.

Tu Shanyong burst out laughing and said that his daughter did not dare to be called a good nephew. He quickly ordered the kitchen to organize the banquet, and he will not return until he is drunk with his nephew today.

Mei Xiang ran back with her skirt, "Miss, Miss, the master and Young Master Yang are drunk."

Tu Shanyue felt relieved, it seemed like the conversation was going well.

Yang Fan didn't expect Master Tushan to be a wine god.

Yang Fan was not used to drinking rice wine, so he asked Zhang Gedao to bring a box of Wuliangye.

Tu Shan took a sip and gave a thumbs up, saying it was a good wine and that it was strong enough.

The more Gu Tushan drank, the paler his face became, and the more Yang Fan drank, the redder his face became. The more they talked, the happier they became. It was a long time before they met, and heroes had the same vision.

The two of them talked about the secrets from the court to the harem. From the jokes in the market to the embarrassments of your Lordships' inner lives.

Fortunately, Lord Tushan drank Yang Fan under the table. Otherwise, Tushan would have to force Yang Fan to cut off the chicken head, burn the yellow paper, and become his brother.

Yang Fan was immediately cut off. I woke up the next morning with a splitting headache.

There was a cloth soaked in water on his forehead. When he opened his eyes, he found that Xiao Niangpi was bending over and observing him with a pair of beautiful eyes. Next to her, there was a little beauty who, like Xiao Niangpi, stared at him with a pair of big eyes. .

As soon as Yang Fan opened his eyes, the little girl jumped in fright.

"Miss, Miss, my uncle is awake, my uncle"

"Why did you drink so much?" Xiao Niangpi said angrily.

"Master Tushan is happy, so I'll drink some with you." Yang Fan said with a wry smile.

"How could Daddy be like this? How could he drink under the table the first time he came to the house? It's so outrageous." The little girl raised her eyebrows and said angrily.

"It's okay. I drank a few more drinks because I was happy. I don't blame you." Yang Fan said with a smile.

Xiao Niangpi approached Yang Fan mysteriously and asked, "How much gift does that woman want from you?"

Yang Fan smiled bitterly and said: "Madam is not very good at words. I took the initiative to say, one thousand taels of gold."

"What the hell!" Xiao Niangpi became anxious at the time, "Ten thousand taels of silver! Why should I give it to her? It's our money. If it doesn't work, I'll go to her and explain it clearly. It's too much."

After saying that, she turned around and left. Yang Fan was so frightened that he quickly grabbed her. He persuaded me, "If I can marry you with a thousand taels of gold, it's because I took advantage. In my heart, you are worth ten thousand taels of gold, not even a hundred thousand gold can compare to you."

Xiao Niangpi was immediately elated, with a proud expression on her face as if she knew what she was doing. I wish I could pick Yang Fan up and give him a kiss.

Mei Xiang was shocked when she heard that, Oh my God! My uncle’s mouth really deceives people to death without repaying their lives. No wonder he was able to catch the young lady.

"Yang Lang, you vomited a lot last night. Does your stomach hurt? I'll rub your stomach for you." Xiao Niangpi gently sat on the edge of the bed close to Yang Fan, and put a pair of small hands on Yang Fan's abdomen and slowly started rubbing it.

The little girl put one side of her body against Yang Fan's thigh, and felt a burst of warmth. It was soft, fragrant, and very comfortable. Yang Fan hummed beautifully.

But soon both Yang Fan and Xiao Niangpi became embarrassed. Yang Fan had been a little angry recently, and it was early in the morning, so both of them blushed a little.

Mei Xiang took one look and her neck turned red with embarrassment. Although the young lady had to serve her uncle when she got married, she was still a fifteen-year-old girl at this time.

"I'm going to see if the lotus leaf and lotus seed porridge is ready." After saying that, he hurried away.

Tu Shanyue looked at Yang Fan. Although she was blushing as if she had a fever, she had no intention of leaving.

Tu Shanyue slowly leaned down and lay on Yang Fan. A finger slid across his cheek, as if laughing at him.

"Dudi diu, you're a disciple"

Feeling the softness on his body and the fragrance of virginity lingering on his nose, Yang Fan was almost infatuated as he looked at the beauty in front of him.

Xiao Niangpi naughtily rubbed the tip of his nose with the fluff on the tip of her nose. It was tickling and very comfortable.

Yang Fan just wanted to be with her like this until the end of time. Yang Fan enjoyed the increasingly hot breath from the little girl's nostrils. He put his hand on the back of her swan-like neck and slowly pressed down.

As soon as their lips touched, a feeling of electric shock shocked both of them. My hands and feet instantly became numb, and my whole body became weak.

The little girl squeaked and hid her head under Yang Fan's armpit. She was so embarrassed that she hugged Yang Fan motionless.

Yang Fan hugged the hot body in his arms and said softly: "From now on, I will hug you like this every day, okay?"