: 248. Mao Zedong self-recommended, Lang Xinru iron

248. . Self-recommended by Mao Zedong, Lang Xinru
Miss Murong is coming, Ye Liu and Mo Xiu can no longer stay. However, the two did not leave, and Mo Xiuzhen took the tea cup that the two had drunk and pulled the glass from a hidden door. Xu Qingchen will choose this inn to stay in nature for a reason, which was originally the dark pile of Dingwangfu in Ancheng. Ancheng is the fourth largest city in Xiling, and Dingwang will naturally not ignore it. Behind the dark door is a small secret room, which is not well-prepared outside, just a table of stools and a bamboo couch. The two just settled, and the voice of Miss Murong asked to see and Xu Qingchen opened the door.
Xu Qingchen looked down at the Huayi woman standing in front of her, and smiled lightly: "Miss Murong, what is the unknown?" Miss Murong exposed to the outside of the veil and looked at Xu Qingchen, but she saw the elegant and elegant smile. The man stood at the door and did not ask for himself to enter. He couldn’t help but bite his lip and asked: "Don't the dusty son ask me to go in?"
Xu Qingchen smiled and said: "The time is not early, Miss Murong is here at this time... I am afraid that it will damage the young lady's reputation. Miss still please come back." Let's say, Xu Qingchen took a step back and apparently planned to close the door again. Ms. Murong was in a hurry and stretched out the sleeves of Xu Qingchen. "Clean Dust..." Xu Qingchen looked at her with some surprise. I didn't expect Miss Murong to be a trainer. Although Xu Qingchen does not understand martial arts, there are no shortage of masters among the people he knows. Therefore, Xu Qingchen’s vision can naturally judge that the strength of Miss Murong is about a middle and a high, among the women is a good one.
"Mr. Murong, why is this?" Xu Qingchen pulled back his sleeve and asked.
"Clean son... I... There are things that I want to talk to the son alone, and I ask the son to forgive me." Miss Murong looked up at Xu Qingchen, eagerly.
Xu Qingchen indulged for a moment, and finally took a step back and let her in. For Xu Qingchen's retreat, Miss Murong apparently sighed and stepped into Xu Qingchen's room.
Xu Qingchen's room layout is very quiet and elegant, very different from the grace and elegance of the Murong family. Miss Murong looked back and looked at Xu Qingchen, who was white and light, and suddenly became embarrassed.
She was originally confident in herself. She is the most beautiful girl in Ancheng and the only heir to the Murong family. So she can use the most beautiful jewels of the most luxurious clothes, the most exquisite and delicious dishes. But when I saw the man in front of her, she suddenly felt ashamed of the beauty of her body, as if the jewellery and jewellery that had been envied in the eyes of the people had become vulgar.
She even began to regret listening to the idea of ​​Shantou dressed up so grandly to see the dusty son, will he dislike her vulgarity? Yes, Xu Jiashi’s book is famous, and the natural things that are like are elegant and quiet things, good-looking novels: Thinking of this, Miss Murong can't wait to go back and pick up the donkey that will give her the idea.
"Miss Murong please sit down, please drink tea." Xu Qingchen sat down and poured a cup of tea to the opposite position.
Ms. Murong thanked her and took a sip of tea, but she couldn't help but frown. From small to large, she used the best and most exquisite, even if the royal princess is not materially comparable to her gold. . The tea that Xu Qingchen had given her was not good. Even the tea was not just the temperature that had just been soaked. If someone else gives her such tea, she will not drink it. However, watching Xu Qingchen's face not drinking color, drinking her own tea, apparently did not feel the wrong feeling at first, she had to endure silently.
Looking at the opposite woman's frowning look, Xu Qingchen passed a hint of cold smile. Of course he knows what she is forbearing and why she has to endure. The taste is naturally a matter of elegance, and the elegance of Xu Jiasu is better than anyone else. The tea in this inn is not good, Xu Qingchen naturally knows it, but Xu Qingchen is a popular person, but he is in the red dust. When the official business helps the extreme, it is good to have a cup of tea. Who will pay attention to the tea is good, the water of the tea is good, is the temperature right?
"What do Miss Murong have to say?" Xu Qingchen asked straightforwardly.
Miss Murong is obviously a man who has never seen her so unkind. It is not that Xu Qingchen is rude to her. In fact, Xu Qingchen is humble and courteous to most of the men she has ever seen. But his words and deeds can make you clearly feel that he does not care about you.
Ms. Murong bit her bite on her lips and raised her hand to reveal the veil that had been covered on her face, revealing a beautiful face. However, this time, Miss Murong was still disappointed. Xu Qingchen looked at her eyes and did not even have the slightest fluctuation. It seems that the woman in front of her face is not covered with a veil or her face is beautiful, and she has no relationship with him. Miss Murong saw Xu Qingchen for a long time, and finally confirmed that he did not care about his appearance and then hung down his eyes to cover up the annoyance and frustration in his eyes. "The little girl named Ming Ming, Murong Ming has seen the dusty son."
The room was silent, but Murong Ming was secretly depressed in his heart. She only saw the gentleman's appearance and gentle manners, but forgot to play the face of his uncle and Murong family when he appeared, how can he be easy to talk. After waiting for a long while, Xu Qingchen couldn’t wait for it. Murong Ming’s grievances looked at the cold-hearted man in front of him. He gnawed his teeth:
Clean son... can you be willing to envy the family?

When the words were exported, it was said that the dark guards protecting Xu Qingchen almost fell to the chin, and the ink repairs and leaves in the dark room could not help but change their faces. Ye Liu Qiao face sinking, cold channel: "This Murong Ming Hao big courage!" Ink repaired nodded and agreed, "It is really a great courage!" Murong family dare to dig his corner, do not want to live?
Xu Qingchen outside is calm and calm, and said: "What is the meaning of Miss Murong?"
Murong Ming’s beautiful face appeared a bitter smile, and looked at Xu Qingchen’s words:
The Qingchen son also heard the words of my grandfather, and they will choose a son-in-law who is the Murong family for me in the top ten.

Xu Qingchen said: "Under the martial arts, don't talk about the top ten masters, even the third-rate master can win. Miss Murong is here to find the wrong person." Murong Ming swayed: "No, clean. The son is not the same. The dusty son is famous in the world, and he is talented. If the dusty son is willing to enter the family, even the world’s first master will be abandoned."
Looking at Xu Qingchen's indifferent look, Murong Mingyu said some hesitation: "The son... don't want?"
"Under the Miss Murong, I can't match it." Xu Qingchen said that he actually refused Murong Ming's proposal. .
Murong Ming's look changed slightly. "Why? As long as I am stunned, my whole Murong family will be yours. Is it better to sit in the whole Murong family than in the dusty city? Not beautiful, not worthy of the dusty son?"
Xu Qingchen shook his head and smiled and looked at Murong Ming. "Miss Murong, the fate of the marriage is about fate. There is no such fate between Miss Murong and Miss Murong. Please do not ask Ms. Murong. The talent of Miss and the wealth of Murong family, There are so many young talents in the world who are willing to ask Miss Murong."
A teenage girl, personally sent to the door to ask a man who would not want to marry her but got such a result, Murong Ming blinked in the eyes of the glittering tears. Some unwillingly look at Xu Qingchen: "Don't the Qing Dianzi have a sweetheart? No... Alum has never heard of the girl who is close to the dust, so the Princess Anxi of Nanxun is already married. I don't believe that there are women in the world who are more worthy of being cleansed than Alum."
The dusty son is quietly drinking a cool tea, watching the woman with a tearful trace on her face calmly saying: "The marriage thing sometimes has nothing to do with the match, maybe one day I met the right woman. It’s not necessarily talented, it’s not necessarily a national fragrance, or it’s likely to be flat. Ms. Murong does not mean anything with a match. I don’t think there is anything to say to Miss Murong, please come back.

Rejected by Xu Qingchen, the face of Murong Ming is full of embarrassment. A pair of beautiful eyes staring at Xu Qingchen also had a bit of resentment. He said: "I didn't see anyone when I came in. If I said something happened between us, the dusty son thought that the world would believe you more or believe me more. ?"
Xu Qingchen looked at Murong Mingyu with some helplessness and shook his head. "Miss Murong, if you are an ordinary girl, the world naturally believes that you have more. But... I am afraid that the entire Ancheng people are more convinced."
In the eyes of the world, Murong Ming can say that things are doing Jinshan. Who would believe that someone has to go outside Jinshan? What's more, don't say that he and Murong Ming have nothing to do now, even if there is something wrong, people are willing to believe that they are innocent. A woman is too insignificant compared to the entire Murong family. Murong Ming stunned and soon wanted to understand the meaning of Xu Qingchen.
The threat is not met, Murong Mingqi is pretty and blushing, biting his lips and resentful words: "I must ask you to swear at me!" Xu Qingchen said with a smile, the calm and waveless eyes expressed very clearly: you.
In the end, Murong Ming went with tears. Xu Qingchen smiled a little, closed the door and sat down again and poured a cup of tea for himself.
"Big brother, what does that mean Murong Ming?" Ye Li pushed the door out and walked to Xu Qingchen to sit down and ask softly.
Ink 尧 尧 尧 尧 尧 尧 尧 尧 尧 尧 尧 尧 尧 尧 尧 尧 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨There is also no such thing as Ren Qining. The town of Nannan is not small and has broken a piece. Ling Tiehan is the killer in the rivers and lakes, and Ren Qining is not famous. When Miss Murong is really admired, Naturally, I want to choose a husband who I can see."
Yeli Emei, scorned one voice: "She can see her big brother into the shackle? Who does she think she is?" If the elder brother really wants to open the promise, go back and not be interrupted by the ancestors and shackles? It’s no problem to be a parent of Xu’s parents, and he chose such a self-righteous woman.
Xu Qingchen smiled and took a cup of tea from the side and poured a cup of herbal tea to her. He smiled and said: "Glass, big brother can't plan to marry him now. What's more, this is just Murong Ming's own whimsy. Mu Rongxiong and Murong's family will promise? It’s more likely that I will be in the middle of it..."
Murong will definitely not marry his daughter to the Xiling Royal Family, so the number of people who can choose is extremely limited. If you want to fight against the king of Zhennan, the only person who can marry Miss Murong is Mo Jingqi Ling Tiehan and Mo Xiu. There is no such thing as ink repair, so the final candidate will only be between Mo Jingqi and Ling Tiehan. Xu Qingchen believes that Ling Tiehan is more likely. After all, the Yuwang Pavilion itself is also in the territory of Xiling. It is a strong cooperation with the Murong family. Moreover, Ling Tiehan and Zhennan Wang have hatred, but for so many years, Wang Wang and Ling Tiehan have a stable and stable existence, which also illustrates the jealousy of Zhennan Wang to Ling Tiehan.
Ink repaired his eyebrows and thought about it. He said: "It is not necessarily. If the dusty son is really willing to envy the family, Murong Xiong may not give up Ling Tiehan." The marriage of Murong and Yuwangge is certainly good, but after all, the homeowner will not Will be the Murong family again. But if the wisdom of the world is clear, then it is completely different. It is possible to restrain the Xiling royal family by the relationship between Xu Jia and Ding Wangfu, and the unparalleled scheme of the Qing Dianzi and the martial arts of Murong Xiong. Zhennan Wang wants to move the Murong family to have one or two.
"So... Qing Chen brother, you must be careful this time." Mo Xiu squatting eagerly, if you accidentally lost a smart person to share the government affairs, it would really cause him a lot of trouble.
Xu Qingchen thought about the possibility of ink repairing. After a moment, he nodded and smiled: "Thank you, Wang Ye reminded." He said that naturally there is a countermeasure, and ink repair is no longer much, holding the glass to get up. Dao: "I need to use what big brother to adjust himself. I and Ari will stay in Ancheng all the time, all careful." Xu Qingchen nodded lightly and watched them go.
After sending away the ink repair and leaf glass, Xu Qingchen thought about what might happen tomorrow. Under the candlelight, Qingjun’s lips evoked a hint of light smile. Many things can make concessions, he doesn't want to do too much, but... I hope that the people of Murong family will be as good as they are tomorrow.
"Clean son." A dark guard stood at the door and sue. Xu Qingchen sat up straight and asked, "What happened?"
The dark guard walked in and put a letter on his hands and said: "The news that the white tiger just came." Xu Qingchen took over the letter, and the defender retired with respect. Open the seal of the fire paint seal with a letter mark marked by a white tiger, Xu Qingchen picked the handsome. This Ren Qining... does not seem to show any dew, but it still has some meaning. It’s strange to blame him for not being smart enough to test Mo Xiu and Lie. Re-closed the letter, and recruited a secret guard to let him send the letter to the king and Wang Hao. Xu Qingchen shook his head and turned back to rest in the middle.
Ye Liu and Mo Xiuqi returned to the inn and smiled, and Mo Xiu looked at her pretty face and smiled. "A glass, how can your big brother look at such a woman? You are so angry." But I have to be jealous." Ye Liu didn't have a good white look at him, and Mo Xiuxiao smiled and took her into her arms and smiled. "Isn't it? Always Xu brother's own marriage, Ali, you are so worried." Isn't it to be jealous?"
Yeli leaned on the ink repairing arms, and some worried and hesitantly asked: "Do I really care too much?" In fact, Miss Murong is not as bad as she thought, but she is always worried about her big brother. She always hopes to have A more perfect woman. But as the older brother said, it is not just a matter of external conditions.
Looking at the appearance of Ye Liu’s worried idea, Mo Xiu couldn’t help but drop a few stables on her face and laughed and said:
Ali, you are also concerned about chaos, and you will suffer from such a loss. Xu Xiong What kind of person, if he really likes it, even if you don't like it, how can he stop him? If he says so, naturally he really can't see Murong Ming. Ai's eyes are not wrong, this Murong Minghao But it is not worthy of Xu brother." At this time, Mo Xiu does not care how many Xu Qingchen's good words.
Ye Liu was a little bit in the heart, and his heart secretly reminded himself that he would not express his opinion on the big brothers in the future. People are always easy to be self-centered. They think that this is a good one. If you think that you are going to be a good dear, as long as the big brother thinks it is good, then there is no need for others.
"I have seen Wang Ye, Wang Hao." A black shadow appeared quietly outside, and respectfully stood up. Ink repairs an unpleasant frown, "What?"
"A letter from the dusty son sent a letter."
"Get in." Ink repaired on the bamboo couch, lazy way.
The people outside hesitated, or walked in. In the middle of the window, the window was half open. On the bamboo couch against the window, Wang Ye was lazy and refused to rise up in Wang Hao. I was thinking, a cold light hit him, and a man who couldn’t help but presented the letter quickly and neatly: "The subordinates retire."
Seeing him knowing, ink repaired and snorted. The person who sent off immediately broke out like a gust of wind.
Ink 尧 尧 lie on the bamboo couch, and put the head on the legs of the glazed glass, and slowly smacked the letter, and soon whispered out. Ye Liu is puzzled, "What's wrong?" Mo Xiuzhen handed the letter to her and smiled: "This king said that Murong's family has placed such a big show. It is important to recruit a few powerful people. This year's martial arts. The conference is too dull. It looks like there is a good show tomorrow."
Ye Liu looked puzzled and looked at the letter, and the eyebrows gradually wrinkled. "Even even our people can't find Ren Qining's identity, such a character..." Mo Xiuzhen excused: "This kind of person wants It’s never been seen in the rivers and lakes, or it’s the mysterious power that has been hidden for a long time. Ha ha... It’s a bit interesting. Ren Qining’s appearance is not the name of a top ten master in the district. It seems that you Big Brother wants to unite with others to deal with Murong’s plan. I’m afraid it’s not going to happen.

"Do you have any idea?"
"Thoughts? Isn't this something for your big brother? Niangzi, we are just two unremarkable passers-by. Don't worry."
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