Chapter two
At the car window, a pretty face was revealed - uh, a big round face with broom eyebrows, leopard eyes, upturned nostrils, protruding lips, and a big waist - uh, the waist was blocked by the carriage, look. Less than.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but at the moment of eye contact, Wang Zi'an felt that the lady from the Cheng family in the car was smiling very "charmingly" at him.
Prince An had goosebumps all over his body.
The moon is closed and the flowers are ashamed. This must have poisoned the flowers to death!
He turned around with lingering fear and glanced resentfully at the young woman hiding on the roadside with her daughter in hand.
Sure enough, the more beautiful a woman is, the better she is at lying, and I almost fell into this woman’s trap!
The "beautiful lady" of the Cheng family suddenly appeared on the carriage, and the carriage window lowered in an instant. Amidst the chaotic confessions and noise of the crowd, she gradually drifted away towards the East Market.
Pooh!
They are worthless, these stinky men who don’t want to work hard anymore, they are shameless, it’s a shame they can talk about it!
Wang Zi'an glanced with disdain and followed the carriage, mingling among the scum of men who kept loudly confessing their love.
Haha - no matter who you marry, you will be unlucky, and you are not afraid of being scared to death in the middle of the night.
"No, I have to go and see which unlucky guy will have great luck. Haha, I don't know how wonderful the expression on his face will be when he suddenly sees his bride during the bridal chamber -"
While Wang Zi'an pushed forward with all his strength, he maliciously slandered the similar people around him.
What he didn't know was that at that moment when their eyes met, a low exclamation sounded in the car.
"Sister Ying'er, do you see, do you see, that scholar is so beautiful! Stop it, stop it, I'll go down and catch it for you -"
"Sister, don't talk nonsense. We can't be caught. We are not bandits. If you want to snatch Mrs. Yazhai, my father will be careful to tear your mouth apart if he finds out. Besides, I don't really want to find a husband..."
A gentle and soft voice sounded in a low voice, and the car window that had just been raised was instantly pulled down again.
Immediately, a suppressed and rough laughter sounded in the car.
"What are you afraid of? I call it a daughter inheriting her father's legacy. When my father was in Wagang, didn't he - oh, don't pinch me - that little scholar is really handsome. I think it can really be..."
If Wang Zi'an knew that she had just been snatched away to become Mrs. Yazhai, she would have fled long ago.
At this time, he was completely unaware of the danger and followed the convoy, stopping and going, whistling melodiously in a happy mood, and wholeheartedly wanted to eat a big melon from Cheng Yaojin's family.
In the middle of the East Market, there is a quite large square. At this time, a two-story colorful shed was erected in the middle of the square.
There were a lot of people in front of the colorful shed, including rich and powerful children, scholars from the Sixth Academy of the Chinese Academy of Sciences in blue gowns, and ordinary people in shabby clothes and disheveled faces. The most exaggerating thing was that there were many people with mostly white hair crowded inside. The old guy...
With such a small body and bones - when he thought of the powerful image of the woman in the car, a picture flashed through Wang Zi'an's mind, and he immediately shuddered. Well, there is no way for misfortunes and blessings, only people bring it to themselves. At such an old age, if you still want to imitate other people's soft-mouthed behavior, you can only hope that they will ask for their own blessings.
Too far away to see clearly, too close to the ball and there is a risk of hitting the ball. Prince Anton looked around, trying to find a safe and comfortable base.
"Your Majesty, look, this seems to be a good place. The location is safe and hidden. You will never be seen by my two girls..."
Cheng Yaojin looked at a corner not far ahead, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"It is indeed a good place, with the wind behind and the sun facing it, and there is an old crooked-neck tree in front. Zhijie, you have a good sense - but, how many times have I told you, don't call me Your Majesty outside, call me Erlang -"
Li Shimin nodded and expressed satisfaction with the location chosen by Cheng Yaojin.
"Okay, Your Majesty——"
Cheng Yaojin responded perfunctorily and found a corner to get up first. If the two girls at home find out that he secretly comes out to watch, it will cost him his life.
"I think, maybe this is the place, Xuancheng, what do you think-"
Li Shimin turned his head and glanced at Wei Zheng, who kept making a bad face, and asked with a smile.
"I don't care, I just want to see what kind of son-in-law that old man Cheng is looking for!"
Wei Zheng shook his sleeves and replied angrily.
"No matter what kind of son-in-law you choose, he doesn't care about your family's shit. It's a hundred times better than finding your middle child. Humph - three sticks can't make a sound. Not to mention that my girl doesn't like it. I can't hold my breath just looking at it. !”
Cheng Yaojin retorted mercilessly.
"Those gangsters in your family can't hold their breath. They cause trouble in Chang'an every day. Haha - the four pests of Chang'an are much more famous than the second child in my family..."
The two men blew their beards and glared, then snorted together and turned away to ignore each other.
Li Shimin couldn't help but feel a headache.
Ever since Wei Zheng went to the Cheng Mansion to propose marriage for his son and was rejected, he and Cheng Yaojin had been at odds with each other and disliked each other.
"Old Cheng, to be honest, what are you girls thinking? Even if the Xuancheng family is useless, don't they still have ours? Look, Chengqian, Qingque, and Ke'er, who among them is not the best? As long as you are willing to nod your head and pick out your daughter, who is a good talent, why don't you let your daughter come out and throw this hydrangea? Isn't this nonsense!"
Cheng Yaojin and Wei Zheng both rolled their eyes when they heard this.
There's nothing good in that nest at your house!
…
Wang Zian looked around and saw three old men in the corner outside the crowd, looking at the colorful shed. My eyes can't help but light up, it's here!
Leaning against an old tree with a crooked neck on the left, leaning against a high wall with your back to the wind and facing the sun, you feel a sense of security and comfort!
"It's a pity that a handful of melon seeds are missing..."
Wang Zi'an shook his head with regret and walked up carrying the mutton.
"Three brothers, let's see the fun..."
Wang Zi'an moved forward and squeezed right in between Li Shimin and Cheng Yaojin.
This location has just the right angle, the sun is just right, and it's also leaning against an old tree. It's an excellent location.
If you hadn't seen this kid's steps from afar, he was a weak little scholar, Cheng Yaojin would have kicked him out as soon as he got closer. What I didn't expect was that this kid had no consciousness and actually squeezed himself out!
He was so angry that he snorted coldly and was about to explode. At this moment, Li Shimin and Wei Zheng couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the husky that suddenly squeezed in.
The three of them suddenly had a thought: Whose son is this? What a handsome young master!
Even Cheng Yaojin, who was fuming and about to explode, unconsciously softened his tone.
"Whose family are you from? Why haven't I seen you?"
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that the three guys nesting here were all very extraordinary.
Not to mention the skinny old man and the burly man beside him, the middle-aged man in his early thirties has a sharp eyebrow and starry eyes, a graceful bearing, and a pair of long and narrow eyes, as deep and reserved as an ancient well. Although the splendid robe he wore was a little shabby, the noble demeanor on his body could not be suppressed, making you unconsciously focus your eyes on him.
I bother!
He's so good-looking, he's a big man, and he looks like this. Do you want to rely on your reputation to make a living or what?
In short, there is no one who is more handsome than me.
