Fantasy: Starting Out as a Gigolo, Born a Confucian Sage

Chapter 388

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Shen Wuming stunned for a moment, whose subordinates are this, so I do n’t understand the rules so much, and cross the carriage in front of others?

It's not that his identity is a problem, even if he is a passerby, this kind of behavior is not right.

If it was before, Shen Wuming might also be too lazy to care, after all, it was not a big deal, so let it.

But it's different now.

He is the court of court. If he doesn't care, who else will control it?

When the official is not the master for the people, it is better to go home to sell tofu ...

Just when he was doing psychological construction, the carriage curtain was suddenly opened, revealing a familiar face.

"Ha, brother!"

Yang Yuanqing smiled and stretched out his head from the carriage, "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"My dad knows that you are going back to Beijing, so I sent me to stay at the door. I waited for three days and three nights."

"Your old man can be considered back. If you don't come back, I guess it will stay up late and become a dog."

It turned out to be this guy.

Shen Wuming laughed dumbly, and had to say that the Rongguo public did not miss the water and was extremely enthusiastic.

When I came to Beijing myself, I was just a white body, and Rong Guogong asked Yang Yuanqing to wait.

This is the same.

"I was also startled, thinking that I met the enemy again. If you slowly come out, I will slap."

Shen Wuming scolded.

"Don't, don't you don't." Yang Yuanqing pretended to be afraid, shrinking back, "I can't mess with you."

"Now the whole capital knows, and the King's family is shot by your old man."

"If you slap me, I have, my dad will have no succession."

"You still have brothers, not only a child." Shen Wuming sneered, "I really take you seriously."

"That's not the same, they are out of the same son, but I am the eldest son." Yang Yuanqing raised his chin slightly, proudly.

But then his face collapsed, and he sighed, "But in front of you, I feel like I am illegitimate."

"I don't understand. My dad is not the kind of person who is inherited by a pair of people. How can I be so enthusiastic about you?"

"I don't know, I thought you were his son who had been in his own for many years. I am a running leg."

For this kind of resentment, Shen Wuming was accustomed to it, and even a little strange in his heart.

He didn't know why behind him.

"Okay, let's go." Shen Wuming shrugged, and then beckoned to the three behind him.

Pipa and Minghui got into the compartment, while the tall was shook his head, "I was ordered to go to the purpose."

"Now when you return to Beijing, you have to report to your Majesty first.

The high school is dead, and Shen Wuming doesn't say much. After leaving, he boarded the carriage.

Originally, I wanted to talk to Yang Yuanqing, but I did not expect Yang Yuanqing to get out very much and drive in person.

"Go up!"

Yang Yuanqing yelled, and he rushed towards the city, rushing to the street without politely.

Those who mixed in Beijing, who didn't know the sister -in -law, saw him driving himself, and quickly gave away.

I was secretly guessing, who is the seat in this carriage, and dare to let Yang Yuanqing drive in person?

"Go to my house for dinner first!"

Yang Yuanqing opened the corner of the curtain and said to Shen Wuming, "My father's instructions, can't blame me."

"I have to go home ..."

Without the words of Shen Wuming, Yang Yuanqing interrupted him, "What are you going home? No one at home!"

"I saw you just now, and let people go to the news. My dad designated Lord Chu, they all invited to Rongguo Mansion."

"Two sister -in -law must also go, it is better to go to the government for dinner!"

When it comes to this, Shen Wuming didn't say much, and let Yang Yuanqing pull them to Rongguo.

As soon as I got out of the carriage, I saw Chu Youyi and Cao Goghang standing outside the door, looking forward to it.

"Lady!"

Shen Wuming exhaled lightly, and the voice did not fall, and the two women rushed into his arms like milk Yan returned to the nest.

"Fujun!"

"nameless!"

The soft body was close to Shen Wuming's body, and the long -lost breath rushed to face, making Shen Wuming instantly difficult to stretch.

Originally prepared a lot of thoughts, or what explained, at this time, all of them were in vain.

Only love and thoughts are left.

"I miss you!"

Shen Wuming held her slender waist, put her chin on Chu Youyi's head, and said softly.

"I know, we all know."

Chu Youyi is soft and soft, "We all miss husbands, and we don't see it for a day, like three autumn."

"My sister is right." Cao Gogh's eyes looked at Shen Wuming, "You are thin."

The three were warm for a while, and Yang Yuanqing was non -common sense, and quickly turned to the guards at the door and the door.

Anyway, it is not the electric bulb.

On the contrary, Minghui and Pipa, after walking out of the carriage, stood embarrassedly behind Shen Wuming, somehow I didn't know what to do.

Minghui had met with the two women, but at this time, there was a feeling of stealing their husbands.

Just feel guilty.

The pipa was just capable of her mouth. At this time, she really saw the paddy maiden, and she was embarrassed.

Just a moment when the three were warm, she felt that she could pick out three rooms and two halls outside Rongguo.

"By the way, lady ..."

Shen Wuming pursed his lips, swallowed his mouth, took a deep breath, and finally took a little courage.

"I... I'll introduce you... This, this is Minghui, you know, I..."

"My husband, you don't need to say anything."

Chu Youyi and Shen Wuming have been together for so long, and seeing his expression, she knows what he is going to say.

At this time, she smiled, "Sister Minghui is both talented and beautiful, and we are good sisters."

"As long as my husband is happy and Sister Minghui is willing, Zhuyu and I are happy to see it happen."

As soon as these words came out, the string in Shen Wuming's heart was instantly loosened, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

My wife is still the best.

No matter what he does, his wife will absolutely support him, and she will not be like other women.

But he did not only care about Chu Youyi, but turned his head to look at Cao Zhuyu, and what he met was a wave-like gaze.

"Sister Chu is right. There are not many people in the family. If Sister Minghui is willing, that's great."

Cao Zhuyu pursed her seductive red lips gently, her eyes flickering slightly, "My attitude is the same as Sister Chu's."

"But this sister..."

"Oh oh oh." Shen Wuming finally reacted, "This is Pipa, the body is a thousand-year-old poisonous insect."

Pipa, the thousand-year-old female demon, had a flushed face at this time, as if she was drunk, and walked forward in a daze.

"I...Pipa, meet the two sisters...Oh, no, should I call you sister?"

Pipa was a little confused and looked at Shen Wuming, "What should I call you?"

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