After Yu Wenhao left, Leng Siye and Rong Yue also returned to the room.

When Master Leng entered the door, he asked Rong Yue to close the door and said angrily: "What's wrong with the prince?"

You said, what's wrong?

Don’t have eyes on the top of your head. You are so old. If you have a man who wants you, you are still picky. No wonder you can’t get married until now.”

Rong Yue raised her eyes and said, "Master, he is suitable in everything, but the only thing is that he is married and he has a crown princess."

Master Leng said, "Then let's break them up."

Rong Yue shook her head, "That won't work. I'd rather kill a hundred people than break up a marriage."

She has a deep understanding of reincarnation and marriage. It is too difficult to find a suitable person to get married, and it is a sinister thing.

When Master Leng heard that she was so stubborn, he slapped the table in anger, "You deserve this stunning posture, but you can't get married."

Rong Yue glanced at him slowly, "No one can tell anyone. I can't get married, have you married?"

No one wants it, you have all this wealth and can't get a wife."

Master Leng Si said seriously: "That's because I don't want to marry me. Is there any woman in this world worthy of Master?"

He paused for a moment and said thoughtfully: "Why did you marry such a princess like this?

I am not worthy of it. How can the prince settle his marriage?

It's really puzzling."

Rong Yue poured tea, "I saw that the Crown Princess was not bad, she was good-looking, and she was gentle and friendly, without any airs. Besides, she had a good temperament."

“Good temperament?

What kind of temperament does she have?"

Master Leng took the tea and said nothing.

Rong Yue held her chin and thought for a while, "It's the kind that makes people feel comfortable at first glance. She feels very knowledgeable and friendly."

Master Leng Si looked at her and felt that he was different from each other, so he drove her out.

After staying in the Chu Palace for three days, Master Leng found that many people came to get medicine in the morning, but when I think about it carefully, it is not surprising. It is rare that there is an imperial doctor living here, so I don’t have to go to the palace to invite him, so it is normal to come over and prescribe medicine.

And I have to admit that this imperial doctor's medical skills are indeed good. His leg injuries have healed very well. Now that he is walking down the ground, he still needs someone to support him, the pain has greatly alleviated.

That day, he walked out with a cane and saw the wet nurse playing in the yard with her child in her arms. There were three snow wolf.

As the leader of the Lenglang Sect, he felt that his biggest regret was that he had not found a snow wolf. Now he saw three of them at first sight, and he immediately felt like plundering.

When he came back, he discussed with Rong Yue and proposed a plan, such as taking advantage of the darkness of the night and wind, he sent people to the Chu Palace to kidnap the snow wolf, and rob some property, which created the illusion of being patronized by a gentleman on the Liang Dynasty, and could not suspect that he could not be on his head.

Rong Yue felt that he had to spend a lot of effort and said, "Master, can't you buy it with money?"

Master Leng was stunned and then said angrily: "Not everything in this world can be estimated with money."

He paused, "Then you go and ask how much money can you buy."

Rong Yue went there and came back to tell him, "I asked the Crown Princess, and said that I would not sell it for much money. This is a gift given to the emperor's grandsons by the Supreme Emperor and cannot be sold."

Mr. Leng was immediately unhappy and complained that Rong Yue was self-indulgent, "I told you that you should not always talk about money. Now we are very fond of her snow wolf."

However, on the other side, Yuan Qingling discussed with Yu Wenhao at night and said that Master Leng wanted to buy Snow Wolf.

Yuwenhao asked, "How much is it to pay?"

"I didn't offer the price, I don't know how much I can sell."

"You really want to sell it?"

Yuwenhao looked at her in shock.

Yuan Qingling's shoulders collapsed, "If you are poor, you have to become a seller, but you can't sell it. This is what the Supreme Emperor gives to the snacks."

Seeing her troubled, Yuwenhao said, "Then sell it. Anyway, Xuelang will come back."

Yuan Qingling opened his eyes wide, "Really?

If you sell it, you know how to come back?"

Yu Wenhao smiled and said, "Of course, Xuelang recognizes his master. If he recognizes his master, he can come back by himself even if he is sold to the bottom of his feet."

Yuan Qingling was immediately moved, but would it be unkind to do so?

Mr. Leng Si was losing money.

Forget it, let's calculate it when it's time to use the money.

"Have you mentioned the matter about Mafeng Mountain to my father?"

Yuan Qingling is talking about the serious business.

Now it was Yuwenhao's turn to collapse his shoulders, "I said it today, and my father gave me two words."

"no?"

Yuwenhao looked at her and gave a quick pause, "Get out!"

"What should I do?"

Yuan Qingling was anxious, "This has been delayed for too long, so I can't continue to drag it on."

Yuwenhao pressed her shoulders and comforted her: "Don't worry, I've already told the Prime Minister and asked the Prime Minister to talk to his father again. If it really doesn't work, I'll arrange for you to go up secretly."

This is the worst plan. We can't really let them ignore it and let them die on the mountain without anyone asking about it.

"But if I secretly go up and be known, I'm fine. I guess you're going to be charged with the crime, right?"

Yuan Qingling asked worriedly.

Yu Wenhao raised his hand and said, "If you discuss the crime, you will discuss the crime, you are afraid that he will be a bastard."

Compared with the crime of hundreds of lives, what is the ball?

"By the way, Master Leng has been in the mansion for three or four days. We have not officially entertained him yet. I will hold a banquet tomorrow and ask a few people to come and accompany him. Let's entertain him."

Yuwenhao suggested.

Yuan Qingling was worried about the matter of Mafeng Mountain and said, "It's up to you, just ask Tang Yang to arrange it."

Yu Wenhao had an idea in his mind and said to Yuan Qingling: "Yesterday, the father said that the year began and proposed to cut the money to Gufuyuan. I want to encourage wealthy businessmen to donate. If they can survive next year, it is estimated that the Northern Tang Dynasty will be better in the next year."

"You want to have the idea of ​​playing against Master Leng?"

Yuan Qingling asked.

"I've thought so."

Yuan Qingling suddenly felt guilty, "That Fourth Master Leng is so pitiful. Not only did he get hit by our carriage and injured, we would also have the idea of ​​placing him in the wallet."

Yuwenhao spread his hands, "What's the solution?

In the Gufuyuan, there are so many elderly and widowed people and orphans. They have cut their money and can’t even solve the problem of food and clothing.”

Yuan Qingling sighed, the country is poor, and the wealthy businessmen really need to bear some social responsibilities.

She whispered: "Actually, there are many disadvantages in the Northern Tang Dynasty that need to be rectified. Now that Master Leng is here, why don't you talk about cooperation with Master Leng?

For example, he invested, the court issued favorable policies, established several enterprises, and promoted the economy. The court could distribute dividends and increase tax revenue, killing two birds with one stone."

Yu Wenhao thought deeply, "Your idea is very good. Both business and farming need to be grasped. Let's test Mr. Leng's words first."

The Fourth Master Leng came with a huge goal, but he didn't know that he had long become the target of the prince and his wife. Their purpose was to pay money from his pocket.

One pair seeks money, the other pair kills life, each with ulterior motives.

In the late autumn of the cold, Master Leng sneezed several times and felt a chill on his back. He turned over and wrapped his bedding tightly. The doghouse was really a doghouse. How could the prince’s mansion feel drunk and comfortable as if it were on his back?

It seems that I should hook up Yuan Qingling as soon as possible, ask him to leave his husband and abandon his son, and then kill her naturally, complete the task and go home, at most 100,000 taels of silver to make her silk gold, so that she will die worthwhile.
Chapter completed!