Chapter 322: Unidentified seats

Repeatedly watching them disassemble and assemble many times, and when Ling Jingxuan came out, they were almost noon, and the children all gathered in the hall. I went back to the palace in the day. When I left, the little steamed buns were inevitably reluctant, but I didn’t really have a bad temper. The little family, although tempered, was a sensible child.
"Hey, what happened to the collision?"
Seeing them coming in, the little buns rushed over and curiously asked, the main house was not far from the yard where the Thunder team lived, and they all heard the gunshots clearly.
"Nothing, I am experimenting with new weapons, and the little buns are too small. When you are older, you will be taught how to use them."
Bend him to pick him up, Ling Jingxuan's favorite way, the Thunder team exists to protect him and his family, the little buns they will be familiar sooner or later, and he also plans to develop a small pistol with Zhao Dalong. Give a few children and the clouds in the palace, so that their life safety will be more secure.
"Well, hey, today's lunch is sent by Xinshu from Xinyuan. It looks delicious."
The little buns said that while sucking the scorpion, he couldn't wait to eat.
"You, why didn't you see your six uncles?"
There was no shadow of Zeng Shaoqing at all, and there was no shadow of Zeng Shaoqing. Even the empty scorpion did not. It was no longer wrapped up in a strict and strict manner. It was a small squad that was teasing with Ling Wen for four months. It’s up to Zhao Dalong’s body, and the and black haven’t come out. It’s only round and round, as always, holding the fruit in the air.
"Six uncles didn't come back, he just let people send meals."
The little buns squatted with big round eyes, as if to say, can we eat? Have we eaten yet? ? "What food did he send?"
Wen Yan, Ling Jingxuan several unsearchable frowns, let go of him to recruit Zhu Guanwu: "What is going on? Is it a person who is Xinyuan?" There is no reason, how could Zeng Shaoqing let Xinyuan send a seat for no reason? And he has not returned yet.
"It was indeed one of Xinyuan's shopkeepers. He said that it was sent by Liu Ye, and that he knew him a little, and that made people put on the table."
I noticed that his breath was not right. Zhu said that if he was not sure that the other person was a Xinyuan person, he would not dare to send it to the house. Especially if he had to eat, he had a problem. He had ten heads. Not enough to cut.
"Withdrew, I told the kitchen to prepare lunch, and no matter who sent it in the future, I will not refuse to accept it."
Why did you think that something was wrong? Ling Jingxuan was decisive and severe, and even went to see if the poison was lazy. He did not let his family eat it.
"Yes Yes??"
Zhu Guanshi was shocked. Only when Nono’s retreat, the people quickly withdrew the already-prepared seats. The little buns looked at them, but they didn’t make trouble. Compared with eating, he still believed more, hey. Say you can't eat, he just stares to death and he won't eat.
"Wing, check what happened."
Today, Xiaoliu should go to the palace. How can people send a seat? Yan Ruirui also sinks his face.
"Yes"
No one saw the figure of Yan Yi, only heard a respectful response, Zhao Dalong looked back at them, I wanted to say two words to ease the atmosphere, but he was stupid, and he did not say a few times, this time, He suddenly missed his wife, and he changed his name. He must know what to say?
"Hip-Hop?? Everyone is here, I am sorry, I really can't help it. Does Qinger have the words of listening to my brother?" Sikong yawned and walked out from inside, and did not forget when passing by the children. Touching the head of Xiao Shangqing, he was completely decadent recently. The royal elegance and honor of the royal family were thrown into the clouds. They stayed up late for the night for a few nights. They couldn’t even open their eyes this morning. They could only ask Xiaowen for their temporary stay. Help him look at the child and go back and make up for it.
"Well, yes."
Already cheerful, a lot of Xiao Shangqing's nodded nod, looking at his unsleeping look, Ling Jingxuan handed him a cup of tea: "You don't have to stay up all night and keep your eyes closed, the situation of the child. At least for more than a month, after he is asleep, you have to rest in moderation."
If there is anyone who dares to say that there is no one in the Wang Jun of the county, he is the first to refuse, hey, how many fathers can make him like this? He is just a foreigner. For his own people, he is wholeheartedly good to them, for fear that they will be wronged. "I know, but I just don't worry, it's better to watch the eyes, I am afraid of another accident. It’s not more than a month, it’s okay, I’m in good health.

After taking the cup and pouring it up, Sikong felt that he was living all over. The food of the Prince’s House was delicious, the rice was delicious, and even the tea was better.
"Then you should let the right people help out, how can you be alone?"
Shaking his head, Ling Jingxuan wondered if he would like to add some crescent spring water to the well where he lived in the yard. It is unavoidable to let people know what the palace is. He is only the Xuan Xuan, Luo Yuxuan and the children’s water wells in the courtyard of the three yards. Joining the Crescent Spring Water, the tea they drink every day is sent from the kitchen of Yu Xuan. In addition, there are basically no crescent springs in other places.
"It's okay, I don't like it and I stay in the house."
Sikong suddenly did not take it seriously. When he was young, he did not like someone to stay at the bedside. People stayed at night. Most of the time, he didn’t like to sleep with people. When he first started sleeping with Yan Xiaohua, he had a bed in the middle of the night. I almost got out of bed several times, but I slowly got used to it, but? ? Thinking of this, Sikong’s eyes could not help but darken. After he got used to it, the man stopped sleeping with him on a bed.
"Really?"
Ling Jingxuan has a long and clear eyebrow. I don’t know who is going to the yard in the middle of the night. He can listen to Yan Si. People come every night. When he is not sleeping, he sits on the roof. He, when he fell asleep, he would sneak into the room until he was bright and left. This cold day, he also lost money, he did not know, you must know that you can’t die. Yan Xiaohua is also a wonderful person. He obviously wants to die. He wants to pretend to be like a young man. Every day, the daughter-in-law has to let him give it up. "Oh, hey, I heard that the Huajun Wangfu. The row of pavement facing the street is yours? Are you planning to do something?"
After waiting for a while, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but ask, the Thunder team is almost the same thing. If you can, after waiting for the children to finish their birthday, he almost wants to get his hospital up.
"What? I don't need money, why don't I have to find something? Just let it go there."
Well, people are really royal local tyrants, so he said so casually, I don’t think I care about those pavements at all? "Oh... this is not a lack of money. If you want to use it, it is better to sell it to me. It will rust sooner or later in the day, man, you still have to have your own business."
According to him, Sikong’s fault is free. After that, he has to find a project to cooperate with him and transfer his attention. Love is not the only one in their lives. Why must he live for a man to die? ? Does the emperor have to have a prince's fan? What is it like to chase after Xiaohua’s sorrow and jealousy?
"Well? OK, sell it, even if I later let people transfer to your name, it will be fine. Anyway, I have no use."
Wen Yan, Si Kong looked up at him and thought that he would send out a whole row of value-for-money pavements. In his mind, nothing compares with Ling Jingxuan, the only friend of Qingguo.
"Don't, if I send it, I won't, and my brothers will still settle the bill. The money given must be given. If you say, you don't want to find something for yourself?"
For other small things, Ling Jingxuan may have accepted it. Those pavements are worth a lot of money. He can't be white.
"What to do?"
眨巴眨巴眼眼, Sikong puzzling and asked, Ling Jingxuan’s brain is black, this reminds me that these noble sons in Beijing are not like this? I have nothing to do all day, and I am arrogant about the wind and snow, the red sleeves and the fragrance, and I feel good about myself. Not to mention the women in the back house, even though they all have a Zhuangzi shop, they can be managed in general. They are all like managers, even their princes are like this. The difference is that Rui Rui has military affairs to be busy, not at all idle.
"Forget it, it is better to do this. I will not give you money for the shop. I will give you 30% of the shares. How can you manage it for me in the future?"
Sancheng shares now seem to be worthless. When their hospitals are opened, he will know that it is a real priceless treasure. He does not want to send him money. He wants him to do something, and to transfer his attention. Power is gone.
"Let me manage? You are not afraid that I am not happy, killing all of your people?"
He is still clear about his own temper. If he can't stand the blasphemy of others, he will not be a matter of management. He used to be a father and mother in the West, and he was guarded by the two emperors. When I was married, I was married to Qingguo. At the beginning, Yan Xiaohua was also petted. Later, even if their feelings broke down, no one dared to provoke him in the identity of his three kings of the Western Kingdom and Wang Guojun of Qingguohua County. The Empress Dowager must endure him three points, and Yan Xiaohua always provoked him to be angry. Over time, his temper became more and more impulsive, and the notoriety spread throughout the capital. It is estimated that even the three-year-old children know.
"Oh, huh... Does anyone say this in their own way? If you don't know what's going on, killing will kill you. Your temper is not bad. I personally like it."
"This seat also likes it."
Ling Jingxuan’s voice just fell, and another hooked voice rang. In the next second, everyone only felt a flower in front of him. A pure white figure was already in front of them. After the last time, Xue Wuyang disappeared. People know where he went, Ling Jingxuan did not ask, did not expect that he appeared again today, it seems that he has digested the matter of the day.
"Yang Ge? Why are you here?" Sikong jumped up in surprise, his eyes wide open, he did not dream of dreaming, he would actually see him in the Prince's Palace.
"Oh... Xiaole’s marriage is still so cute, why can’t I be here?

The enchanting man walked in front of him infinitely. Xue Wuyang stretched his hand and pinched his face. The white and tender touch touched him. The smile on his face became more and more enchanting. The people in the hall all looked silly, regardless of men and women. Most of the cheeks were dyed with a touch of blush, and Ling Jingxuan flipped his eyes and sat down to Yan Ruirui. As far as possible, he kept away from the enchanting. He didn't want to be like a singer.