Chapter eight hundred and twenty seventh
Wei Jiu woke up early, lay on the bed listening to the movements outside the window, and heard the words of the stranger clearly, thinking a lot, but he was still a little bit of a little bit of meaning, but he had a headache about his daughter's temperament, and inherited some of Qiao Hongli's indifference and Wei Jiu's confidence. Cai Qinghu cultivated some momentum and Helian Fanyin cultivated some strength.
If the daughter is a boy, Wei Jiu really dared not hand over the Wei family to him. He was worried that who would dare to marry such a daughter in the future? He was even more secretly happy that with her daughter, the rebellious son would not be able to make any big waves.
While thinking, Li Ke pushed the door and told Wei Jiu that he was going to the study and almost had information. Wei Jiu stood up and wanted to walk with him, but Li Ke had already left. When he limped up the stairs on the second floor, a small shadow appeared in front of him.
My daughter pinched her waist and was so cute.
"This road is open, this tree is planted by me. If you want to pass this road, you can stay and buy wealth."
Wei Jiu pretended to be frightened, touched his pockets up and down, then showed a pitiful expression and begged.
"The heroine spares my life. The old man came in a hurry and didn't bring any money. I wonder if the heroine can take credit."
"Dad~~~"
The daughter moaned and acted coquettishly, walked down the stairs, holding her father's arm and walked up the second floor together. At this time, Qu Qingxuan, who was on the second floor, smiled helplessly. The only one in the family can be so harmonious, right? How could a father spoil his children so much?
Wei Jiu really spoiled children. When he had no children in the past, he always called Li Er's beloved son crazy demons, and he had no limit on the prince and daughter. Now it's better! He pampered the children at home even more, but the way was different.
Qu Qingxuan sat on the sofa on the second floor with a cup of coffee, and Cai Qinghu leaned against the window and smiled.
"You guys, your dad is not like a dad, your daughter is not like a daughter. If this is spread, it will make people laugh to death."
Wei Yiyi smiled foolishly, and Wei Jiu hugged his daughter's shoulder and curled his lips.
"Just? Don't let me laugh at it casually when I hear it. I'm wrong with pampering my daughter? But I will definitely not spoil my son. Fang Yiai is the lesson of the past. It's a shame that the savage woman in the Fang family is spoiled. If he hadn't been thinking about the little bit of incense with Fang Xuanling, he could still leave Chang'an and work in Fangzhou alive? Where are Di Renjie and the others?"
Cai Qinghu was about to speak, but Wei Yiyi interrupted first.
"I went to various places to clear away the remnants. I was worried that the Zoroastrian thieves were secretly unfavorable to our family. Wang Xuance left early. Xu Hui was studying on the third floor. Who are you looking for?"
"I won't look for anyone. Go and tell Sun Yuan to prepare refreshments. It's time for those from Buddhism and Taoism to come and condolences later."
Wei Yi nodded to make it. Before leaving, Wei Jiu asked her what she wanted to eat tonight, and then she was going to make it. Her daughter Jiaohan said she wanted to eat meat and eat big pieces, and then ran downstairs.
The two Buddhist sects will definitely come to express their condolences. Li Er will not come here as a result of this heavy rain, but he should also know that Wei Jiu was beaten to death by his son, and he was probably ridiculed. Wei Jiu walked to the window on the second floor and opened the window and shouted loudly at Wei Yi in the yard.
"Dayi, you are going to Chang'an. Supervise the evil dog affairs, kill them and burn them, and then find a remote place to be buried. Never be eaten by greedy people. By the way! And Qingxuan, please give me a note. When I was in Chang'an, I told the executioner to give them a reward. Now I..."
"I have no money even if I get robbed by my daughter, right? How much does it cost? One hundred?"
"Enough is enough, the more you look at my wife, the more you care about it. Do you ask Cancers and others to send it to Chang'an?"
Wei Jiu rubbed his hands and looked as if he was flattering. Qu Qingxuan said softly that she knew it, don’t worry about this sesame size.
As expected, it was raining heavily at dusk and it was very likely that it would turn into heavy rain. Yuan Tiangang came with an umbrella, followed by Xuanzang, wearing a straw raincoat. Yuan Tiangang took out a stack of books in his arms, claiming that it was a more important handwritten copy of the Taoist sect. Compared to Yuan Tiangang, Xuanzang was very shabby. He took out a small package wrapped in lotus leaves at the bottom of his clothes and smiled at Wei Jiu when he placed it on the table.
"I heard that you like the snacks in Chang'an, so the monk chose to buy some."
Wei Jiu looked at the steaming purse and threw the basically handwritten Taoist scriptures onto the sofa. There were many snacks, mostly meat and some soy products. Looking at the steaming snacks, Wei Jiu raised his head and looked at Xuanzang and laughed softly.
"I've been criticized a lot when I buy these things, right?"
Xuanzang smiled without saying a word. When he took off his straw raincoat, Liu Jinwu stepped forward to take it and whispered to Master, and just hummed at Yuan Tiangang.
Giving gifts does not have to be expensive, but they must be in line with your wishes. Besides, the old boy Yuan Tiangang is a little selfish, so Liu Jinwu naturally would not give him a good look. Wei Jiu pinched the squid feet and threw them into his mouth, and then he looked satisfied. How could he not drink some?
He shouted, and Qu Qingxuan twisted his waist and held a small pot of wine, softly reminded him to drink less, and then sat next to Wei Jiu without leaving.
Seeing this, the Buddha and Taoist looked happy. Since the lady sat down again, it means that she could discuss some things about money. Qu Qingxuan poured a cup of wine, and Wei Jiu's face looked painful after he got in his mouth. He frowned and drank the glass of wine, and then took a big breath.
Seeing this, Yuan Tiangang laughed softly.
"Little Marquis..."
Only four words were said, Yuan Tiangang's voice stopped. When he saw Wei Jiu's warning eyes, Yuan Tiangang sighed helplessly. The people from the Taoist sect went back to report, and Marquis Wei was beaten by the little Marquis riding under him.
Xuanzang pondered for a moment and spoke in a low voice.
"The Marquis should drink some water. If you are injured, it is better not to drink alcohol. If you are so young, you feel guilty. It is better not to throw this snack in the rain."
"Hey, I won't drink anymore. I know the purpose of you two coming tonight, but if you two come empty-handed, I will see you off. Now let's talk about what you two think in your heart. It's better to give me a detailed and safe idea. I'm also ready to speak on Your Majesty. Thinking about it, I'm not in a hurry. Xu Hui, don't run away, think I can't see you? Come and eat something and go upstairs."
Xu Huisheng, who was tiptoing behind the sofa, sat down next to Wei Jiu with no desire. His white little hand was about to grab the meatballs and was gently slapped by Qu Qingxuan.
"Why are there no rules for girls in every family? Isn't there a toothpick?"
Xu Hui nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, ate with a toothpick, her eyes circling on Yuan Tiangang and Xuanzang. Her big eyes didn't listen, and she didn't know what was thinking inside her little head.
The first one was Yuan Tiangang. This old Taoist seemed to have already prepared a speech. The Taoist sect was not asking the people to believe in it, but the Taoist sect would think for the people. No matter when the people were in trouble, the Taoist sect would definitely go down the mountain to help. If the people were willing to believe in Taoism, they would warmly welcome it. Taoism strictly abides by the laws of the country. First, it was the people of the Tang Dynasty and Taoist believers.
Qu Qingxuan narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"You can choose a Taoist temple, and you can choose the location of the Chang'an Printing House. Three thousand Taoist scriptures."
Yuan Tiangang thought for a while and was about to speak. At this time, Xu Hui lowered her head and whispered.
"Don't be more frustrated."
Chapter completed!