The life after the year is really good.
The monk is also really rich. On weekdays, he certainly did not receive less money for the pilgrim's sesame oil. He sent her three boxes of bird's nests for body care, including one box of very precious blood swallows, and two boxes of jewellery. , And the best silk, which was also given to three horses.
Hupo was stunned: "Miss, even if you give the big purse we picked up to the master, you can't buy so many things?"
This time I went to Xiangcheng, the luck of their master and servant was really against the sky. The first time they picked up fifty taels of silver tickets, the second time they picked up a money bag directly containing five hundred taels. silver!
Chu Yue made a thousand in the gambling shop, collected five hundred taels, and threw five hundred taels for Hupo to pick up.
Five hundred taels is enough. Hupo was so excited that I didn't fall asleep most of the night. If it were 1,000 taels, it would be a conscience.
"The master met a pilgrim who specializes in these luxury goods, and he bought it at the purchase price with that pilgrim, and the price is naturally half the price." Chu Yue also said.
When I heard Hupo like this, I was surprised, and then went to take out the purse, and said, "Miss, you can take the money to the master."
As for how her lady bought so many things, she didn't even ask about it, because it was all the money for nothing.
Chu Yue had to be accepted, and then put it away.
As for what the monk gave her, she was not polite.
It's just that you can't call Hupo and know that the monk sent her to her, otherwise the little maid can't accept it.
So Chu Yue is over.
The monk doesn't care: "I will only give you more and more things. You don't have to hide from your maid, just tell me what I gave."
Listen to this tone, Mr. Duoba?
Chu Yue smiled and fell into his arms, and said: "Master, you can honestly explain, how much money do you have for ink?" None of these objects can be bought at a thousand taels.
"Cough." The monk coughed dryly, this little woman, are we going to start to check his family.
But he didn't know how many family backgrounds he had, after all, the entire Dafeng Dynasty belonged to him.
"When did you return to the vulgar? Didn't it mean this year, now is this year." Chu Yue relayed.
"July." The monk also said.
Chu Yue made a fainting posture, and the monk laughed and hugged the little woman.
Chu Yue said weakly: "Monk, are you on purpose?"
"It was July." The monk said helplessly.
Chu Yue feels that this day is overwhelming, and will it return to vulgarity until July? Then she might be going back to Prince Qin's mansion, how could she elope to the world with the monk?
Although the Qin Palace didn't give anything except to send something, Chu Yue also knew that even if the Xiangfu side remained silent, her mother's Jiang family would not agree.
It is estimated that Jiang's family is now headed by her elder aunt, and her grandmother is not in good health. She knows that she has been married to the Qin Palace, but she may not know that she has been sent down.
And her elder aunt kept seeing her unpleasantly, presumably she was telling her grandmother.
But it's okay to keep it secret, don't let the elderly know what's wrong with being unable to withstand the blow.
In this world, her grandmother is the only one who loves her. As for her uncle, she actually hurts, but she has no abilities and depends on her ancestors for shelter. Even if she hurts, it's useless.
Speaking of it, her cousin is okay, like her grandfather. He has the ability. Starting from the grassroots level, now he has become a centurion at the border. It’s just that the Dafeng Dynasty is strong and the country is peaceful, and there is no fight. It is not easy to get promoted.
Before, her grandmother wanted to tell her to her cousin, but her elder aunt refused.
"What are you thinking?" The monk asked when she saw that she was silent.
"I'm thinking about waiting for you to return to vulgarity. I'm afraid the cooked duck will fly." Chu Yue said.
The monk laughed. Who would dare to touch the meat in his pot?
Chu Yue saw that he was not worried at all, so he curled his lips and said: "Monk, I'm telling you the truth, if you don't hurry up and let me give you a little monk, don't regret it then."
Really, if he returned to vulgarity last year, this year the young monk would really be able to give birth to him.
The monk smiled and put the person in his arms, and said: "Give me one in the future."
He didn't have any special thoughts about the child, but he wanted her to give him a soy sauce monk.
Chu Yue didn't care about him. At that time, she didn't really have to stay here. If the monk had to fight against Prince Qin's mansion, he would definitely be isolated and helpless, so there was nothing to say.
Now this fate, let it go and cherish it.
Chu Yue stretched out her hand and touched his head. She wanted to touch it a long time ago, but now it can be regarded as hooking up people and can touch it casually.
The monk looked at the little woman with weird eyes.
"Really a good-looking bald head." Chu Yue boasted.
Monk: "..."
Chu Yue really admires this monk, this self-control is really amazing.
So I started to tease him, touched the stubble on his chin, rubbed his blessed earlobe again, boasted a few words, and then moved to touch his bald head.
The monk looked at her helplessly.
