It was almost evening when Murong Rong woke up, and she saw Yang Yanrong looking at her without blinking. Murong Rong's face turned red, and she didn't dare to look at him. She quickly lowered her head and asked in a low voice:
"What do you think I do?"
Yang Yanrong smiled and said, "Where are you looking at my beautiful bride, Rongrong, are you getting better now? Does it still hurt there?"
Murong Rong gritted her teeth, her face turned redder, and this bad guy was embarrassed to ask. If it weren't for you, could I do this? I really hate it.
Seeing that she was so embarrassed that she dared not speak, Yang Yanrong smiled, pinched her face gently, and teased, "Hey, where is the beauty from? Her face turned red, I'll take a look."
Bah! It's so bad. Murong Rong hit him gently and then asked, "Yang Lang, when is it now?"
Yang Yanrong said: "It's almost dark, what's wrong? Are you hungry again?"
Murong Rong was surprised and shouted, "Oh, no! I didn't go home last night, I'm afraid my father should be worried. No, I have to go home soon." As she said that, she was about to turn over and sit up
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Yang Yanrong held her down and said softly: "Don't worry, Anyang had sent someone to your house last night to notify you, saying that you are in good condition and are a guest in the mansion."
Murong Rong patted her chest, stared at Yang Yanrong with a angrily, and snorted: "You guys think quite thoughtfully. It scared me yesterday, that was too much."
Yang Yanrong laughed and said, "Rongrong, did you forget to give me a pill last time? I made me so bad. This time I scared you, I wanted to take revenge on you. Unexpectedly, I picked up one for nothing.
The beauty who is as beautiful as a flower is so blessed by God.”
"You still said!" Murong Rong was reluctant, wrinkled her cute little nose and said, "You scared me like that, I must scare you back. If you can't scare you back, I will give you some ejaculation medicine. This time, I will use the medicine for you.
Even this little girl in Anyang doesn’t want to run away.”
Yang Yanrong was shocked. The last drug discharge incident made him feel scared! If he did it again, he would not dare to think further. He shivered and quickly smiled and said, "Madam, it's not good for me."
, I will never scare you again next time, I apologize, I am guilty, you can punish you anyway, just don’t give me some medicine.”
Seeing that the bad guy's face had changed, Murong Rong couldn't help but laugh and snorted: "It's good that you know, I, Murong Rong, are not that easy to mess with."
Seeing this man's face awkward expression, Murong Rong was even more proud and thought to herself, you are afraid too!
After teasing for a while, Murong Rong still got up and wanted to go back to her home. She couldn't just stay in the palace. After Yang Yanrong sent Murong Rong home, he also returned to Tianbo Mansion.
The people in the mansion have become familiar with this eighth young master and often go out early and come back late. This time, he never returns all night. However, the cousin Zhe Weixin from the Zhe family has been looking for him for two days.
As soon as he heard that his cousin was back, he immediately ran over to find him.
Yang Yanrong had just sat down and his butt was pulled up by Zhe Weixin, the kid.
"Cousin, come with me, I have something to tell you." Zhe Weixin pulled Yang Yanrong to Zhe Saihua without saying anything.
"What's the hurry? Hello, what's wrong? I'm just saying it's not okay?" Yang Yanrong was dragged away by this kid unwillingly. He was very surprised. What's going on with this guy? He was so anxious that he was not going on.
Seeing that I was back, haven't even drunk my saliva?
"Aunt, tell me about it. If this matter is delayed, I will be in great trouble, my nephew." Zhe Weixin just pulled Yang Yanrong to Zhe Saihua's room and immediately started yelling.
Zhe Saihua shook her head and said, "I can't make up my mind about this matter. You should tell Hachiro that only if he agrees, this matter can be accomplished. If he disagrees, it will be difficult!"
Yang Yanrong was confused by the conversation between the two and asked, "Taijun, what's going on? I haven't understood it yet."
Zhe Saihua glared at Zhe Weixin and said, "After having been doing it for a long time, you haven't made it clear to Hachiro?"
Zhe Weixin smiled, lowered his head embarrassedly, and said, "I'm afraid my cousin will not agree. Isn't this what I'm going to pull you out to help?"
"Yang Lang, that's right. Wei Xin came here mainly for military rations!" Zhe Saihua glanced at the nephew, very dissatisfied with his roundabout way, and continued: "Last year, the prefectures were drought,
The food is not collected, and the military rations of the court have not been distributed for a long time. Now, my brother Zhe Yuxun heard that your nephew has food in his hands and is here to borrow food from you."
When Yang Yanrong heard this, he rolled his eyes and said, "Taijun, you don't know. Uncle Chen and his friends went to Jiangnan to buy food. They haven't come back yet. If they hadn't made all the things from the Imperial Horse Prison this time, I
The concubine smiled and couldn't produce alcohol anymore. Now I'm worried about food and I'm still borrowing it from me. Where can I get it?"
This matter is very clear about Saihua. Last time Chen Nan talked about the shortage of food in the winery.
Zhe Weixin said: "My father also knew about this situation, so he sent people to Jiangnan to check it out. Uncle Chen's grain transport team had already arrived in Luoyang. It is estimated that he would be able to come back in ten days and half a month.
Brother, just help me!"
Yang Yanrong was shocked. I didn’t know where my troops were. Unexpectedly, the Zhe family, who was far away in the prefecture, heard it first. It seemed that these relatives were really capable.
Zhe Weixin felt even more embarrassed and said awkwardly: "It's not my business, it's my second uncle's idea."
Since the grain is coming back soon, it doesn’t matter if you lend it to you at all. Yang Yanrong asked, “How much grain do you want?”
"Not much, 150,000 stones are enough!" Zhe Weixin said openly.
When Yang Yanrong heard this, he almost fell to the ground. Isn’t this too much? Why don’t you grab 150,000 s of grain?
Zhe Weixin said pitifully: "Cousin, I will make a calculation for you. There are 200,000 soldiers and horses in our prefecture. The average person has to eat about two kilograms a day. After a month, he will get more than 30,000 stones of food.
It’s only early February now, and the food this year has been released in June and July. It’s already very small in five months.”
Zhe Saihua nodded and said, "Wei Xin is right, and it's still less than 150,000 stones. Hachiro, if you can help, just move some over. I guess in two or three months, Dangxiang people will be reunited again
They will come to the prefectures to harass them. That time of year is the season of spring plowing. They often miss the season because of these Dangxiang people, resulting in poor harvests of food."
The Taijun has spoken, can I not agree? Yang Yanrong sighed inwardly, relatives, relatives!