Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

It only took a few minutes before and after, the man returned to normal, his fair face seemed to have a smile, but it carried an indistinguishable alienation, instantly giving people the feeling of a thousand miles away, Ling Jingxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, He calmly exchanged glances with the burning-eyed Yan Shengrui, and said with a loud laugh, My brother is fourteen this year, he has no fame yet, and he is preparing to take part in this winter's childbirth test. I don't know which books to read, Mr. Chu. Just look at helping you choose a few books.

How do you know my surname is Chu?

His pupils shrank reluctantly, and the man blurted out in shock, Ling Jingxuan explained calmly: Hehe... You must be Chu Ci, right? To be honest, I am friends with the shopkeeper Zhang of Xinyuan Restaurant. I asked him about the enlightenment of the child, he recommended Mr. Chu Ci to me, and briefly told me about Mr. Chu's situation, and combined with his statement, I boldly deduced Mr. Chu's identity.

In his twenties, he is cold, doesn't like knots, and has opened a bookstore. These are enough for him to guess his identity, but he didn't expect it to be so coincidental, and he can meet him in any bookstore. , He originally thought about bringing three little buns over in two days.

You your child?!

He heard the word child in his mouth more than once, and Chu Ci pointed at them in a gaffe. In memory, isn't Yan Shengrui never close to women? Not to mention male sex, why would a child suddenly appear?

Chapter 073 Planning for my son

His panic, shock and doubts did not escape the eyes of Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan, so the two of them were more certain that he definitely knew Yan Shengrui.

Well, our 'natural' children are lovely twin boys, who will be five years old this winter.

Deliberately stressing the word biological gives people infinite reverie. Ling Jingxuan seems to be careless, but he is actually planning for his son's education step by step. If his guess is correct, Chu Ci and his son really come from that imperial city, then it doesn't matter what he is. He is the most suitable gentleman for Xiaobaozi. Of course, he didn't think that he would take the opportunity to be detrimental to Xiaobaozi. After all, Yan Shengrui's identity is very unusual, and it's not uncommon for others to use Xiaobaozi to threaten him. Possibly, but judging from his eagerness to distance himself from Shengrui and never getting into a relationship with anyone, he and Yan Shengrui should not be enemies. If they are not enemies, how could he murder them?

All he wants is his talent and knowledge of the imperial city and even the imperial family. He will be the gentleman of the little bun. Later, Yan Shengrui will regain his memory. If he still does not change his original intention, they will definitely go to the imperial city with him to meet him. Those so-called royal relatives, even the emperor who controls the life and death of the world, let the little buns know the situation there in advance and learn to interact with those people. The matter, now that the child is their own, is undoubtedly taking the initiative to give him an olive branch. If he is smart, he should know how to choose.

It doesn't matter what the icing on the cake is. Giving charcoal in the snow is really valuable. Yan Shengrui is both a prince, the emperor's younger brother, and the only prince in the history of the Qing Dynasty who has the title of general. It is difficult to flatter him on weekdays. For him, it's only now. If their identities are as he guessed, and two members of the royal family have fallen here incognito, there must be some hidden secrets of the royal family, right? Maybe the royal family is looking for them everywhere. Once they are found, the results can be imagined. At this time, if they can sell face to Yan Shengrui, who has the right to speak in the royal court, it will definitely benefit them without harm.

Really? The age of five is also the age of enlightenment. We are also destined. You can bring the children to me tomorrow. If it suits my eyes, I will accept them.

Sure enough, it was not what Ling Jingxuan expected, Chu Ci pondered for a while and agreed. Although he had not given a clear answer yet, he believed that when he saw two little buns who basically looked exactly like Yan Shengrui, he would definitely accept them. .

Then I would like to thank Mr. Chu. I still have some unkind feelings. If Mr. Chu wants to accept my two sons, can I accept one more? He is my son's friend, and he is five years old this year.

When arranging his son, Ling Jingxuan didn't forget Tie Wazi. Zhao Han's husband was kind to him, and he naturally wanted to repay them.

Yes. Two are teachings, and three are teachings. There is no difference. Chu Ci only cares about the identity of the children. He must confirm with his own eyes that they are really Yan Shengrui's blood.

Thank you, Mr. Chu.

He smiled and clasped his fists and bowed to him, Ling Jingxuan's heart was considered to be a big stone falling, and Ling Jingpeng, who didn't know when he came back, saw that they seemed to have finished, and came forward in time with a stack of thick books: Big brother, what the second brother needs I have already selected the book, and by the way, I also bought a book on farming.

There is a younger brother like Ling Jingpeng who is truly happier than anything else. He is diligent, hardworking, not talkative, obedient, and most importantly, has a very high self-awareness. Full receipt.

Well, let's forget about this agricultural planting book. The land we will plant in the future is something that no one else has ever planted. Everything in this book is useless. Let's buy another set of inkstone and ink for Jinghan and the children. , Xuan paper or something.

Nodding his head, Ling Jingxuan picked up the top book and flipped through it. They were all manuscripts. It seems that the Qing Dynasty hadn't invented printing yet. .

Hey, Mr. Chu, I will trouble you with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Ling Jingpeng was also awkward, turned around and put the book back. At the same time, Chu Ci

From the shelf behind the counter, I took out a few inkstones that looked good at first glance, and picked out a few ink sticks of different sizes, 10cm long and 10cm long, and finally took out a stack of white and medium-sized ink sticks. The paper: It's better to choose the inkstone and pen and ink, these are all good, the rice paper is good, usually enough for practicing calligraphy, and the price is relatively moderate. As for the children's enlightenment books, see you tomorrow. Talk to them later.

Okay, I want four sets of inkstones, and the ink and rice paper are also divided into four sets. Please calculate the price for Mr. Chu.

For the sake of his younger brother and child, Ling Jingxuan didn't even blink an eyelid, knowing that the price was expensive, he had to spend the money that should be spent.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone are six taels for a set, and a book for one tael for a set. You bought twenty one, and the total is forty-five taels. A few stacks of things on the counter, Ling Jingxuan and Yan Shengrui were okay, Ling Jingpeng couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly, so a little thing would cost forty-five taels, which is equivalent to several years of chewing by ordinary people. Reading is really not ordinary. Burning money, it is no wonder that so few people are admitted to fame.

After paying the money, Ling Jingxuan called Song Gengniu, who was waiting outside, to help him get the things into the car, and then turned around and politely spoke to Chu Ci. When they left, the husband and wife both glanced at Chu Ci and quietly changed The eyes that only they could understand led away, and Chu Ci, who had been standing at the door and watched their carriage disappear from sight, turned around, with a little worry on the fair and handsome face, tangled and dazed, everything that happened today is far away Far beyond his imagination, he never dreamed that he would meet Yan Shengrui under such circumstances.

Father, he is the emperor's uncle, right?

I don't know when, the boy who hid in the backyard came out, the previous shock, panic and fear have disappeared, but there is inevitably a little helplessness left in his eyes, and his voice is also faintly uncertain.

Well, it should be, Yan'er don't have to be afraid, Sheng Rui is different from them, and now he has lost his memory. As long as the identity of the children is confirmed, we will teach them well, and he will definitely repay us in the future.

Aware of the strength that the child pretended to be, Chu Ci turned around and hugged him gently. At the beginning, he chose Cangzhou territory because it was Yan Shengrui's fief. Before the death of the emperor, he left a legacy, and any army did not pass through Yan Shengrui himself. They are not allowed to set foot here, otherwise they will be dealt with according to the conspiracy theory and let him deal with them, including the emperor's imperial army, and Yan Shengrui himself is a strong and domineering man who does not lose his manly demeanor. Even if they are found by him, they will also Not to be insulted, didn't expect? ? Things have turned out like this, is this another gift from God to him?

The boy leaning in his arms nodded sullenly, and where Chu Ci didn't see, the dark eyes shone with a firm and deep light.

Of course, it was impossible for Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan to know the conversation between the father and son. With Ling Jingpeng on the carriage, it was impossible for them to casually talk about the Chu Ci father and son and their own speculations. Then they went to the grocery store and bought two 100 catties of rice, 200 catties of white noodles, 200 catties of cornmeal, 100 catties of vegetable oil, and 10 catties of salt. Because they bought a lot of things, the shopkeeper of the grocery store actively and enthusiastically promised to deliver them to the door. Ling Jingxuan paid a part of the money in advance and kept them. Just leave the address.