Murong Fu coughed lightly: "Then if my cousin invites me, can I have a few drinks with you?"

Duan Yu is so smart. He noticed it when Duan Zhengming called Murong Fu his nephew. Now when Emperor Baoding asked him to listen to Murong Fu's words along the way, he was overjoyed. He quickly got up and knelt down: "Brother Murong, please accept me.

I pay my respects to my foolish brother Duan Yu!"

In Mantuo Villa, Murong Fu bowed respectfully. In front of him was the iceberg beauty, Mrs. Wang Li Qingluo.

What's even more rare is that since Murong Fu came back from Dali, Mrs. Wang has never used anyone to make flower fertilizer. This has allowed countless guilty men to escape death. Murong Fu estimated that this change should be

The pots of camellia I brought back from Dali also had the effect of my white lies.

Not to mention the twists and turns of the story, the poems and songs mixed in it are not as good as those of great masters such as Li Qinglian and Du Shaoling, but they are at least the first-class in the world. And Ci Feng is quite interesting when combined with the plot of the story.

It feels like a thousand pounds of olives, chewing them for a long time and leaving you with endless aftertaste.

Although his words were rude, his tone was gentle, his face was kind, and he had no intention of scolding anyone.

Duan Zhengming stroked his beard happily and said with a smile: "Then I will follow my nephew Murong Xian. Yu'er, do you hear me? Everything depends on your elder brother Murong. This is your first time traveling far away. In the past, you were running around in Dali.

, as long as you report your identity, everyone will respect you and let you go. This time we are in the Song Dynasty, and your identity as the heir apparent will not matter. If you cause any trouble on the road, see how your father and I deal with you later!"

Nowadays, the original protagonist of Destiny kneels respectfully in front of him and calls him big brother. The key is still an expression of admiration and admiration on his face. That expression is, well, very obedient.

"Cousin, don't worry. In two years' time, when my aunt's heart is over, I will definitely marry you."

After thinking about it, everyone thought it made sense and had no objection. Only Duan Zhengming was worried that Duan Yu would cause trouble on the road due to his lack of experience in the world. Murong Fu assured that with him and others taking care of him, Duan Yu was smart and witty, so he would definitely not

There will be problems.

I used to joke with my classmates that if I couldn't find a job after graduation, I would ride a three-wheeler in a scenic spot. The editor gave me three consecutive recommendations in the first round to qualify for the second round of recommendation. Thank you to the editor,

The editor must have experienced the tragedy of Zhuge Liang's six expeditions to Qishan. At the same time, I would also like to thank all the young heroes, middle heroes, and old heroes who have followed it all the way. Your praise is the motivation for me to update.

Just that piece of lame Taoist priest's "Good Song" made Duan Yu deeply involved. If Murong Fu hadn't stopped him with his life, he would have been ready to become a monk.

The figure of the beauty in the room suddenly froze, and then the door suddenly opened, and Wang Yuyan's pretty figure flew into Murong Fu's arms. He suddenly remembered that there was a maid beside him, and took two steps back with a blush on his face.

Murong Fu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't tell this guy about Prime Minister Cao.

But why didn't Murong Fu come to see her for so long? During this period, she was frowning all day long, sighing frequently, and thinking about all kinds of things in her heart.

Duan Yu thought it was reasonable and would not become a monk for the time being.

The second round of recommendations that I have been thinking about finally came tonight. In a sense, I have realized my career plan of "waiting for three rounds". The 4,000-word long chapter explains it clearly, and there is no need to be muddled. There will be more tonight at midnight.

Chapter 1: The author of "Feng Jie" asks for some reading.

By the way, there is no need to leave a comment like "I'm done reading this, it's very stupid" or "Stop writing and find a job in a factory" after reading the message. On the one hand, these words reflect the low quality of the person who left the message. On the other hand, they discriminate against workers.

Class, the suspicion of discrediting the working people. The working class is great, extremely creative and constructive. I have always had high respect. If I am lucky enough to go deep into the working people and learn from the working people, it will also be my as a little intellectual.

Although in the public opinion environment of this era, reading is useless, I personally think that twenty years of education experience is still somewhat useful. At least most of the time, I can speak calmly, which is very important. 3.

Come on, your accusations against me are really not as sharp and pungent as Mr. Lu Xun's use of a pen as a knife. I'm afraid it won't have much appreciation value if you put it in the comment area. In order not to waste everyone's time, I deleted it.

No offense intended, if you offend me, I'll do it next time.
Chapter completed!