Ninety Bowl of Soup (Six)

Ruan Yi sighed rarely, and his face was very humane and helpless. He was no longer a child who could only bully him back then. After becoming a general, there were many people who wanted to please flatter him. He gave him all the gold, silver, treasure, silk, silk, silk, silk, silk, silk, silk, and jade, food, and gorgeous clothes. He did not accept them, so no one knew what he liked. Most people dared not to bother them. It was rare for Miss Zhao to publicize their engagement outside like Miss Zhao.

Qinghuan likes his expressions very much. In her opinion, Ruan Yi is too boring. He holds everything in his heart, never tells anyone, and never talks about it. This is certainly his own personality, but he will get sick after holding it in for a long time. This is why she usually makes fun of him. She always has a stern face, and her very beautiful appearance is only three points left.

Miss Zhao and the others didn't care. Qinghuan picked up a melon seed and put it in her mouth. Ruan Yi followed her eyes to look at the window. The two of them were talking here, and Xia and Shuihan took the child to play with the window. Although the child did not speak, his big eyes still revealed his curiosity and desire for the world.

"You haven't seen what Shui Han looked like when he brought the person. He was skinny and bone-skinned, his eyes were amazingly big, and he had no flesh at all." Qing Huan said, scratching the cat's ears, and the cat licked her fingers, and then continued to sleep. "It looks better now. I was so thin that time. Life in the palace was not easy."

Ruan Yi nodded: "His identity is indeed embarrassing. The emperor does not pay attention to it. His mother died again. In addition, she is a humble background, so it is not easy to survive."

"Yes." Qing Huan laughed. "So I have an idea."

"Um?"

For some reason, Ruan Yi suddenly had an ominous premonition. In fact, this has been like this since childhood. She has many ideas and a flexible mind. It seems that there is nothing in the world that can stump her. But at the same time, her thoughts are different from ordinary people. For example, if someone else knows that Ruan Yi's woman dresses as a man, there are only two choices: one is to report it, and the other is to turn a blind eye and stay away from it, but she is not. Not only does she not keep a distance from him, she also gets close to him, and even finds him the best teacher to teach martial arts and military tactics, and asks him to volunteer to go to the border to fight as a man.

Qinghuan is unique, even if she stands in the crowd, she will never be unknown.

"A Ruan." She leaned over and was very close to him. She had a faint fragrance of medicine on her body. Because she was not in good health, she could not do without the medicine. Since Xia had been with her uninterrupted company for twelve hours, she was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable.

But Ruan Yi didn't know what Qinghuan wanted to say, but only knew that her eyes were shining with light, so moving that it seemed to be able to bewitch people's hearts and follow people willingly, be a cow and a horse for her, and devote her life to her.

"The best chefs in the world, the most exquisite embroiderers, the most intelligent doctors, the most keen spys... are all my people. Now I only lack the most powerful generals in the world. A Ruan, would you like to follow me?"

Ruan Yi nodded without thinking, and then asked: "What do you want to do?"

Qinghuan did not directly answer his question, but looked at the child. "How is Aruan thinking I'm doing?"

Ruan Yi said: "Hardship, freedom."

Hardship refers to her situation when she was a child. Freedom was what she fought for, and she was living now. What she pursued was always these two words. Qing Huan laughed: "Everyone in the world doesn't like women, and most women are like this, let alone merchant girls. The aunt wanted her son to show off in front of the Marquis, so she hid your good daughter. My parents loved me, but unfortunately she left me early, leaving only a family of people and a group of people who were like wolves and tigers. It was so difficult to live. I was young since I was a child.

Be careful of someone poisoning me, and day and night, someone wants to take my life into the coffin with half of my foot. Later, I became a little older and had a loyal servant around me. I had some tricks to snatch the property and carry it forward. To this point I am today, I control the lifeline of this country, and even stomp my feet on the emperor's dragon throne will not sit steadily. "She said, and laughed again: "But look, those people, who want to rely on the Xu family to survive, still look down on Xu family, because I am a merchant and a woman."

When Ruan Yi heard her talk, she felt that something was about to come out. He couldn't say it clearly, so he just stared at her, hoping that she could solve her doubts.

Qinghuan smiled slightly: "Aruan, look, I control the lifeline of the world. You hold millions of soldiers in your hands. What do you care about the eyes of the people in the world? If you don't make trouble at this time, will you have to wait until I die? I won't be able to live long."

Ruan Yi didn't like to hear her say this, and frowned: "You will live a hundred years old."

"Life and death are determined by nature, and human power is not required." Qinghuan was open-minded. She was never a person who insisted on dying. Living is a gift, but death is a law. "Aruan, if I don't marry, you don't want to marry, okay?"

Ruan Yi nodded: "I never thought of getting married, and even if I live like this, there is nothing wrong with it."

Qinghuan said, "I don't want to live like this if I don't get married."

Ruan Yi looked at her, smiled at each other, and then looked at the little prince who was playing by the window from Xia Shuihan.

At a meal on the 18th floor, Lao Hou personally took the initiative, frying, steaming, and cooking in the kitchen, and was busy. He just wanted to show his skills in front of the lady. As for Miss Zhao, he had long forgotten that he had asked someone to throw it away after he was silent. Anyway, he didn't care about his face. If he had to give it to him, it would be better if he had to give it to him.

Miss Zhao fell outside, but her voice was not good enough and she couldn't say a word. She was so anxious that she would do it if she became a mute? She still had many songs that had not been sung, many famous works that had not been memorized, and had not become the most famous woman of all the beauty. She didn't open the harem! This is different from what was written in the novel. How could she treat her like this?!

So although the goal today was not achieved and she was unable to see her fiancé General Ruan Yi, Miss Zhao would consider it from both sides and see the doctor first. After all, her talent still needs to be expressed by this mouth.

The shopkeeper Hou just added some ingredients to the cup of tea. After drinking it, he lost his voice for a while, and he would not hurt his life. He would do whatever he wanted. He would do it without caring about the effect of the medicine.

How could I know that Ms. Zhao is a staunch member of the Consumer Protection Association. She has always resolutely resisted and refused to surrender in the face of evil forces and must seek justice for herself. Therefore, after the doctor gave herself a bowl of bitter and smelly soup, she rushed to the 18th floor with murderous intent and must let the shopkeeper come out to give an explanation, otherwise she would be ruined!

The place that smashed the 18th floor is really the first person in history.

Miss Zhao doesn’t care who owns the 18th floor? Xu family? It’s just a merchant and has no status. In ancient times, it was a scholar, peasant, industrial and commercial businessman. Merchants ranked last, and they were simply untouchables!

Qinghuan didn't know what Miss Zhao was thinking, but she would definitely laugh if she knew it. She insisted on being free and equal in her bones. So in ancient times, Miss Zhao, who did not think that her behavior was weird, actually thought that businessmen were cheap.

Because of the identity of this business woman, Qinghuan has been asked countless times. Logically speaking, she has such skills and methods, anyone who knows that she should be afraid of her. But look at the people in the Hou Mansion, even though she knows that she is powerful, she still disrespects her words. This is the trouble caused by this identity.

In fact, it is not only her, but also most of the ladies in other merchants. No matter how beautiful she is, she is talented and has a wealth of wealth, she is not qualified to be a wife for a penniless scholar. It is ridiculous.

Miss Zhao was making a mess outside and threatened to smash the scene, but the shopkeeper Hou was very busy in the kitchen. When he heard the waiter report, he waved his hand casually: "Whatever she does, I can do, I can do it. The lady is still here. Don't let her disturb the lady and other guests, call me out!"

There are many talents on the 18th floor, even if the waiter of the hall is a figure. He is honest and honest, but the violence in his bones is not inferior to others. Since the shopkeeper said something, they will certainly not be polite. It would be strange if he didn't beat the ignorant woman into a pig's head.

Qinghuan and Ruan Yi also went to the window and looked down with the little prince's eyes. They saw Miss Zhao being thrown out and fell to her ugly face. A white towel from the hall was thrown on her shoulders and spat, "Bah! You dare to go to our 18th floor to play wildly. Even if the royal relatives see it, they have to give in to three points. What kind of thing are you? What kind of thing do you think of the 18th floor as a place? The trash that is shameless, hurry up and look in the mirror to see your pig-headed face. If you do it again, I won't beat you to death!"

Miss Zhao has been stubborn for a long time since she came over, and no one dared to treat her like this. She lay on the ground blankly and realized that she had been beaten by a lowly runner. This is bad! Although the servants she brought with her were strong, they were not the opponent of the waiters on the 18th floor. Now she could only go home first and then make a long-term plan.

She won't give up!

Shui Han saw Miss Zhao limping through the window: "Do you don't know what giving up means? You won't have to come again later, right?"
Chapter completed!