Yang Huazhong shook his head. Why did he think this was so unreliable?
"Auntie, originally I didn't want to say anything about your old Wang family's affairs, but since you are making excuses with my father, I have to say a few words of my own opinion."
Yang Huamei then looked at Yang Ruoqing.
Mrs. Tan also wanted to look over and hear what she had to say, but the old lady's pride did not allow her to do so.
So she curled her lips, turned her back to Yang Ruoqing, and raised her ears.
"Auntie, if you want to take care of Hongmei for a short period of time, you can find a place in the town for her to live first and hire a servant to serve her. It's just a matter of spending some money."
Yang Ruoqing's words immediately inspired Tan.
"You fat girl can't speak to other people, but this sentence is somewhat humane." Tan immediately agreed.
"Meier, Xiaohei just rents a house in town. Last time you said that the house was rented for a year. You have only lived in it for half a year. It is impossible to refund your rent. You should throw this person away quickly." Go there!" Mrs. Tan patted Yang Huamei's arm and urged, wishing she could get out of bed and help Yang Huamei as a porter.
Yang Huamei sat there motionless, smiling awkwardly and bitterly.
"I have actually discussed this idea with Shuanzi. It is indeed more convenient and will not cause gossip in the village."
"But in that case, we will not only have to raise Hongmei, but also have to raise an extra servant. Money is everywhere when we raise our hands. After paying off the debts from other places with the seven taels of silver we had last time, we only have three taels of silver left."
"You have to save the three taels of silver for the New Year, and for catching babies in the spring next year. If you throw it into the town, you won't even hear the sound. It might be gone in a month."
"Think about it, either you don't need money or you're shameless, so let's just... be shameless!"
The other three people in the room were dumbfounded.
Even Mrs. Tan opened her mouth wide and looked at Yang Huamei as if she were a stranger.
Yang Huamei noticed the strange expressions on her mother, brother and niece, and her face turned red to her neck as if she had been drunk. She buried her head in shame and said in a voice as loud as a mosquito: "Anyway, anyway, the old Wang family is in the village now." , there’s no shame left to cover up, the two boys couldn’t live up to their expectations, so the matter has never been settled..."
"For this reason, it's better to hold on to your money. If you can, save it. No matter what, you have to live on, hey!"
There was a long silence in the room.
Even Tan's previous high spirits were gone.
It was as if she was a martial arts master who finally fell in love with Yang Huamei, a junior, and wanted to teach her an exclusive set of martial arts secrets.
It turned out that this junior was a eunuch and couldn't practice her worldly secret book of strengthening strength and yang, so why should she practice it? Everyone, go to bed!
…
On the ancient road outside Qianji City.
A carriage gallops on the smooth road...
Inside the carriage, there is a large space, with cushions made of soft fur, a small table, and lamps for lighting.
Boyan Le held an ancient scroll in both hands, looking at it in rapt attention, with a smile appearing on his face from time to time.
"Brother Boyan, is "Hulan Notes" so funny?" Zoya looked at Boyanle curiously.
Mu Wanrou, who was holding her chin with her hand next to her, closed her eyes and rested.
"The origins of the Hulan Golden Tent are really interesting. The first King Hulan was actually the son of the God of Heaven. When he was born, there were colorful auspicious clouds rising from the top of the tent, and fairy sounds falling from the sky..." Boyan Le raised his head. responded.
"They are all fooling people. The first King Hulan was a herdsman boy who herded sheep. He was lucky. Taking advantage of the chaos in the grassland, he followed the first Khan of the Mongolian tribe to make a career. How could he be a god? son."
Mu Wanrou, who had her eyes closed to repose, couldn't help but laugh out loud. She opened her eyes a little and said something.
"The power of kings is divinely given. The history books compiled by future generations will deify their ancestors, and Daqi is no exception, but it is not as evil and exaggerated as on the grassland."
Boyan said happily.
Daqi's history books will of course beautify the previous founding ancestors, etc., but it is more or less reasonable, unlike the "Hulan Notes" which touts the first Hulan King, which is simply outrageous.
Holding a sword in his hand, he could kill three demonic dragons with one sword, call for wind and rain, blow out fires in one breath, and rain down rain from the sky...
The final ending was even more terrifying. King Hulan actually attained enlightenment and became an immortal and ascended to heaven!
Boyanle was completely stunned, and she couldn't help but laugh.
"This book was compiled by a priest. It is very sacred. We all read it as a joke, but the grassland herdsmen are much more ignorant than you think. Some herdsmen really believe this and offer the third child to them at home. A statue of King Hulan, worship him as a god." Mu Wan Judo.
"If you want to read Hulan history books, I suggest you read the "General History of Hulan" compiled by Hulan Wangting. That one is relatively reliable, at least it doesn't have too many messy things on the surface." Mu Wanrou added.
"I have already read "The General History of Hulan". Now I just want to read this notebook for fun. We are still some way away from Thousand Machines City." Boyan Le put the book on his knees casually, her eyes Looking towards Zoya.
"Zoya, is this your first time going to Daqi?"
Boyanle originally wanted to leave alone, but when he left, he took Zhuo Ya and Mu Wanrou with him.
The reason why she brought Mu Wanrou with her was simple, because she gave her too much money to willingly escort her to Thousand Machines City.
Bringing Zoya along was at the request of Master Qiku.
Master Qiku believes that letting Zoya stay in Hulan City on the grassland is not a good choice.
If you want to have a stable growth environment, Daqi is better.
It happened that his disciple, the little monk Qixi, was in the Li family's school in Sixiang City. He sent Zoya there to be with the little monk Qixi and study with the gentlemen together.
"The farthest place I have ever been to with Master is Hulan City. I have never been to Daqi." Zoya said.
"Go this time, study hard in school, and don't bully your classmates." Boyanle said with a smile.
"Master told me that I used to study and didn't fight." Zoya said.
"That's good."
There is no telling whether Zoya will fight or not.
"By the way, after entering Qianji City, I will no longer be Boyan Le." Boyan Le suddenly said.
Mu Wanrou raised her head and looked at her, and Zoya also raised her head.
But Boyanle discovered that only Zhuoya was a little surprised, while Mu Wanrou was calm.
"It seems that Sister Mu Wan has long guessed that I am not the real Boyan Le. I wonder where I showed my flaw?"
Boyanle was very curious. Her skill in disguise had reached such a level that it was almost impossible for normal people to see it.
Unless that person is also proficient in the art of disguise change.
But as far as she knew, Mu Wanrou was unlikely to have this skill.
