Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 135

[Chapter 135]

“Oh?” Wu Sangui glanced at his son, waiting for his next words.

“If the father makes the decision, no matter who he chooses in the end, he will offend either side of Kangxi and Prince Bao, but what if the choice is handed over to Ake?” Wu Yingxiong said with a smile.

Wu Sangui’s eyes lit up when he heard it, and motioned for him to continue.

“At that time, we only need to declare that the right to choose a son-in-law will be handed over to Ake, and ask Fukang’an and Wei Xiaobao to share a room, and let Ake choose his husband in person.” Wu Yingxiong said the more and more proud, “Although it seems that To be fair, we know how it is impossible for A-ke to choose Wei Xiaobao, the little bastard, and in this way, Kangxi can’t say anything even if he is dissatisfied with the result.”

“Ake, what do you think?” Wu Sangui turned to look asked Akko.

“It’s all up to the king.” Ake’s cheeks were flushed, and after she finished speaking in a soft voice, she trotted out all the way.

Early the next morning, King Pingxi sent someone to Anfu Garden to invite Song Qingshu and Wei Xiaobao to the palace for a chat.

Wei Xiaobao was very excited along the way, and fantasized in his heart that he would simply not be this filthy subordinate in the future, find a place to hide with Akko and the others, and do something shy with Akko every day…

But when the two go to the west After the palace was over, the smile on Wei Xiaobao’s face could not help but solidify.

In the hall of the Pingxi Palace, a young man sits in the first place on the left of Wu Sangui. His face is like a crown of jade. He is handsome and handsome. He is about ten* years old. Wearing a piece of beautiful jade.

“Your grandfather, do you want to look so handsome and handsome? I hate people who are more handsome than me in my life. There is already a handsome Song Qingshu by my side. Let’s have a little white face, and I wear a face. The faces of passersby are under a lot of pressure.” Wei Xiaobao twitched the corners of his mouth, slandering in his heart.

Song Qingshu was staring at the precious jade on his hat. From so far away, he could see the beautiful jade shining brightly. He knew it was a valuable treasure, and he couldn’t help but laugh in his heart: “I have such a priceless piece on my head. I’m

not afraid of being cut off by the snitch in the middle of the night.”

“Master Wei, Lord Song, this king will introduce to you, this is the son of Prince Bao, the son of Fukang Anfu, and these two are the emperor’s marriage envoys. Lord Wei, and the wedding general, Lord Song.” Wu Sangui stood up and introduced them to both parties.

“No wonder I didn’t like you at first sight. It turned out to be a slut who robbed me of his wife.” Wei Xiaobao scolded inwardly, cupped his hands, and responded casually: “Long time to look forward to it.”

Fu Kangan didn’t return the salute.

He slowly put down the teacup and said lightly, “What kind of hero will I try to capture Ao Bai? It turns out to be just a young child. It seems that the rumors are really unbelievable.”

“Take your mother!” Wei Xiaobao has become Kangxi’s favorite since Since he became a minister, even the princes and ministers were respectful when they saw him. If they dared to be rude to him like this, they were so annoyed that they even blurted out the cursing slang that they had learned with their clients in Yangzhou Lichun Court.

Although Fukangan couldn’t understand what he said, he knew that it was definitely not a good word, his face sank, and he said in a cold voice, “Zhangzui!”

“Yes!” A figure like a swimming fish appeared in front of Wei Xiaobao in an instant , palms raised high.

Wei Xiaobao was stunned, as if he had been frightened, but Song Qingshu was not stupid. He stopped in front of Wei Xiaobao and made a few moves with the shadow. The last punch was thrown, and the shadow was shocked and turned back.

“God can change?” Song Qingshu looked at the other side and revealed doubts. Just now, his Qinggong was the gods, and his martial arts was only slightly weaker than Yuan Chengzhi.

Fukangan stretched out his hand to stop his subordinates who wanted to go forward, shook his head, and his words were full of sarcasm: “This person must be Song Qingshu, the general who was married, these days, the name of the general is really worthless. Any cat or dog can call themselves a general.” As soon as he finished speaking, his men couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

“A certain general of Song is naturally inferior to Mr. Fu, by the way,” Song Qingshu was not angry, but smiled at Wei Xiaobao, who was still in shock: “Brother Wei, I heard that Yangzhou is called the masculine Lord Tuer who serves others. For the son, I don’t know if it’s true?”

Wei Xiaobao didn’t understand, so he quickly echoed: “Yes, those fat and ugly reckless men like the handsome little white face like Fu Gongzi the most, if Fu Gongzi is willing to go to Lichun Courtyard *, to ensure that the business is booming.”

“You!”

“By the way, is Mr. Fu good at blowing flute?” A sly smile appeared on Song Qingshu’s lips.

“Hmph, what’s the matter? The art of the flute doesn’t dare to say that it is the best in the world, but it can be regarded as a perfection.” Blowing flute is a major hobby of Fukangan on weekdays, and he is skilled. A girl from Jianghu took the initiative to give her a hug, which has always been one of the things he is very proud of in his life.

Song Qingshu rubbed his palms and laughed: “Although there are thousands of brothels in the world, they can be roughly divided into two categories, one is called ‘Changchun Courtyard’ and the other is called ‘Never Night Palace’, which is said to be derived from a song by Su Dongpo Poetry, Master Fu learns to be rich in five cars, so he must know which poem it is?”

Fukang Anxiang came from a negative literary talent, although he knew that Song Qingshu had bad intentions, he couldn’t help but said: “It must be taken from ‘Fenghuajing’s entry into Changchun Courtyard, The lights and

candles shine in the city that never sleeps’.”

“I didn’t expect Mr. Fu to be a middle-aged person.” Song Qingshu gave a thumbs up, boasting that Fu Kang’an’s face turned red and white, “The so-called never-night palace refers to a place for prostitutes. The Changchun Courtyard is naturally the setting for the Men’s Court. Brother Wei, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com I once heard that the male servants have to train a skill after entering the museum, I don’t know what it is?”

Wei Xiaobao grew up in Goulan as the chief Da, who didn’t know what he meant, he said cooperatively: “It seems that they are trained to hold cucumbers in their mouths every day. Once they are skilled, they can pick up customers. There is a gentle saying in the industry that this skill is called blowing.” At the same time, he glanced at the jade flute on Fukang’an’s waist.

The people in the field are all men, and they still don’t understand the meaning of it. Even Fukang’an’s own subordinates are holding back their smiles.

Fukangan didn’t react at first, but when he saw everyone’s laughter, he suddenly woke up and couldn’t help but be furious.

“Everyone, don’t be impatient. I invite everyone to come here today because I want to explain the little girl’s marriage.” Although Wu Sangui was happy to see Prince Bao and Kangxi’s subordinates getting into trouble, he couldn’t let the two sides make trouble.

Fukang Anxin thought that the future husband-in-law’s face had to be given to him, so he couldn’t help but snorted coldly, and sat back to his seat unhappily.

When Wei Xiaobao heard that Wu Sangui decided to let Ake choose his own son-in-law, his expression changed greatly.

Song Qingshu also frowned, his eyes swept to Fukang’an inadvertently, a flash of light in his mind, and his expression suddenly relaxed.

[End of this Chapter]