Wearing Pheromone As a Faint King - Chapter 79

“Long live, please come back to the ancestral home of the Geng family with me.” Geng Wangshu knelt on one knee in full view of the public, his posture of estrangement but respect.

Wei Yansi did not fully believe that respect and obedience can be disguised. She withdrew one step later, thought carefully, and said for a moment: “The three-day period has passed, you have no jokes.”

She Yuchunlai held her arm, raised her foot and stepped on the cowl, preparing to get into the carriage.

Geng Wangshu became impatient: “I want to tell you all the grievances of the Geng family!”

This is the third time Wei Yansi has come to the ancestral home of the Geng family. For the first time, she met the prefect Hao Ming. The second time, she came with Geng Wangshu, but finally did not go in.

There are still two stone lions squatting at the door, the difference is that they are not stained, and they are obviously cleaned carefully. A drop of morning dew hanging on the end of the tines is daunting.

The plaque hanging crookedly on one side was also corrected, and it was hung sturdily in the middle of the high gate, with the word Gengzhai written in Liujin Kai.

Wei Yansi glanced left and right, narrowing her eyes slightly, and Geng Wangshu, who was on one side, passed her and pushed open the thick door.

She remembered what Geng Wangshu said last time, and ordered the black-clothed seat she was accompanying to stand by to protect Qinghui County Master.

When he looked up, the carriage curtain opened a corner, Qu Jinyingqing Ling said: “Hurrah, the concubine waits for you for half an hour, and if you don’t come out by that time, the concubine will send a black-clothed guard to break in.”

The elegant and gentle people spoke harshly, coldly, as if there was a knife hanging above everyone’s head.

What else can Wei Yansi do, spoiling her. She acquiesced and told Chun to take good care of Qu Jinying.

“You can bring someone in.” Geng Wang said in the calligraphy.

Wei Yan thought inside her heart, marveling at her death-hearted eyes, and without being polite, she called Feng He.

Before entering the house, she turned around and winked at Qu Jinying.

Immediately, he took a generous step and crossed the threshold.

Upon seeing this, Geng Wangshu also ordered the Red Lotus cultists not to act rashly.

Wei Yan Sirao felt that he was suspected of singing hard work, and he added two points of trust to him: “Please Geng Shaoxia lead the way.”

Geng Wangshu recognized Wei Yansi as the monarch, and never walked in the path ahead of her. It was disrespectful, and pointed the way: “Long live, you go around the wall and go through the garden to the flower hall.”

The flower hall has also been carefully played, the decoration is simple and elegant, and the table and the chairs symbolize the honor of the Geng family.

Geng Wangshu asked her to sit down.

Wei Yansi went to touch the folding fan behind her waist and felt lonely, remembering that Qu Jinying had confiscated it because of the cold weather.

“You are so polite all of a sudden, I still feel a little uncomfortable.”

She looked at Geng Wangshu’s expression, and saw a little ugly on his brows as she wished.

very good.

Very relieved.

Wei Yan couldn’t bear to forget the book and was trapped in a predicament, and in a blink of an eye he praised the quiet and elegance of the house, chanting “the courtyard is deep and deep”.

Geng Wangshu: “Long live the absurd praise, the humble home is simple and simple, I can’t even hold a half cup of tea, I hope you forgive the grass people’s negligence.”

Wei Yansi felt a chill.

“I won’t greet you anymore. You can hear the words of County Master Qinghui clearly. If I don’t go out for half an hour, something big will happen.”

Geng Wangshu lifted his hem, and two knees hit the ground heavily: “What the Caomin said next is true, and I first ask Long live to forgive the crime committed by the Caomin.”

In Wei Yansi’s impression, she is the supremacy of the world, and she habitually classifies Geng Wangshu’s “offending” as offending her.

What’s the matter, she has been assassinated by Geng Wangshu several times, and her verbal offense is acceptable.

“I save you from innocence.”

Geng Wangshu started to tremble all over, suddenly raised his eyes, choked up and said, “Thank you Lord Longen.”

The blue veins on his forehead violently, his fist rested on his leg, his words were sonorous, as if he had gathered great courage, and as if the resentment that had been accumulated in his chest was relieved: “Caomin wants to sue!”

Wei Yansi: “…who to sue?”

“Your brother, King Yichuan, and the first pavilion of the dynasty, Lu Chijing.”

Wei Yan was stunned, her mouth was the point, and she was a little caught off guard.

No wonder she easily shook Geng Wangshu with a letter she randomly fabricated, letting Geng Wangshu test her sincerity over and over again, and even hesitate to block the way today and treat her with humility and respect.

It turned out to have an antagonism with Lu Chijing.

The mist that lingers in my heart seems to be much clearer, and it seems to be getting more and more ignorant.

Her brows stretched and gathered, and she muttered to herself: “Since it is about Lu Chijing, it is reasonable to get involved with King Yichuan.”

She and Fenghe looked at each other, and the waves in her heart rolled.

Geng Wangshu waited for a long time, but did not get Wei Yansi’s response. He thought she didn’t believe it, and immediately shouted: “The Caomin will never deceive the king.”

Wei Yansi didn’t know what he was thinking, and said: “King Yichuan has a simple and honest temperament, how can he do anything wrong.”

“Cao Min didn’t dare to discuss matters concerning the Heavenly Family. He only heard the rumors that King Yichuan had missed the throne in his early years.”

Another important point.

Wei Yansi had a foreboding that the Geng family’s injustice might be just the appearance, and deeper things need to be discovered urgently.

She helped Geng Wangshu up: “I believe you, don’t worry, speak slowly.”

“Yes.”

Geng Wangshu’s eyes looked like a night sky without stars and moons, dimmed to almost suffocating.

His eyes were heavy, as if sinking into a long-lasting memory, his complexion revealed a bleak whiteness.

“My Geng family is the number one grain merchant in Yuzhou, and even the richest man. They have been in grain business for several generations. The grandfather’s generation made a family, and my father worked tirelessly to expand the family business.”

“I have heard about the Gengxing number, and it is the largest grain number in Yuzhou.”

When Geng Wangshu mentioned his family, the blood in his whole body seemed to be coagulated in the blood vessels, and there was a touch of anger hidden in his voice.

“My father has a gentle temperament. Because of his willingness to benevolent, he earned the name of a great and kind person. On New Year’s Eve three years ago, my father continued to give alms outside the house. In the evening, an uninvited guest came and claimed to be a member of the imperial court. Lu Chi has a net effect.”

“Who is this person’s last name?” Wei Yansi interrupted.

“It is Hao Ming, the prefect of Liuzhou, who was the Zhicheng of Yuzhou, a sixth-rank official.”

Wei Yansi remembered that Qu Jinying mentioned that Hao Ming had a bad career in his early years, so he first went to Lu Chijing’s camp, and switched to Courageous Hou in the past two years.

“So you kidnapped Hao Ming?”

“Yes. Hao Ming visited the house that day and told my father that the court wanted to change the emperor merchants. The Geng family was on the list. His father was very excited. He knew the truth about not going to the Three Treasures Palace. He agreed to Hao Ming as long as he could become The emperor merchant, he will repay the old man well.”

Geng Wangshu raised his head and laughed a few times: “Father is too naive, thinking that it is nothing more than spending money, but in fact it is a good thing for officials and nobles. If you want to exchange it, you will have to peel off if you die.”

Xu Shi Geng Wangshu’s story is too ups and downs, and there is no tea to moisturize her throat, Wei Yan thinks with dry mouth, and walks a few steps in the flower hall.

Geng Wangshu: “Ten days later, Hao Ming came again uninvited.”

“He made the offer?”

“…He wants us to raise two million shi of grain in one month!”