Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 111

[Chapter 110 Zhou Tang Fanwai (Part 2)]

(Four)

Tang Buli was raised as a man since he was a child, and he was highly sought after when he played all over the capital. He was used to beckoning cats and dogs.

Rao is so, she also thinks that the hot teasing is outrageous.

Why do you want to kiss Zhou Yunqing?

Why run?

Why is she so embarrassed that she wants to bang against the wall when she thinks of the eyes Zhou Yunqing looked at at that time?

Tang Buli is not good at escaping, so she decided to explain it clearly to Zhou Yunqing and thoroughly expose the matter.

On the second day, after taking the written “The Meaning of Words”, Tang Buli stayed and said a few more sentences.

“It was like yesterday… I was wrong. I just wanted to tease you to see if you were really as firm as you said.”

In order to show that he had no other thoughts, Tang Buli patted Zhou Yunqing on the shoulder quite boldly, “Anyway, you can’t suffer as a big man, don’t worry about it.”

Zhou Yunqing was photographed so that her wrists were dangling unsteadily, and the tip of her pen left an obvious ink stain on the rice paper. Biquge website m. biqiudu. com

He indifferently changed a piece of paper and said “um”.

Seeing that he was still calm, Tang Buli was relieved, and said with a wide-eyed smile: “Then make it clear! In the future, nothing has happened, and no one is allowed to mention this again!”

After speaking, he picked up the homework he had written, hummed a little tune, and went home satisfied.

Everything seems to have returned to the leisurely happiness of the past.

If there is a noble lady who understands Chinese and ink to host a banquet, Tang Buli will bring Zhou Yunqing to the reception, and act as a front for the ignorant self.

But Tang Buli never imagined that the people of the humble family have no spare money to be arty, and Zhou Yunqing can still do it well when reading and writing. Once the etiquette of the noble family is involved, the original form will be revealed.

The servant brought tea to rinse his mouth, but he drank it, and even the maid who served the tea covered her lips and made fun.

Zhou Yunqing looked out of place when sitting among the well-dressed nobles.

Tang Buli is the most protective of her shortcomings. How can the people she brought over allow others to make fun of them?

She drank the little maid who served tea, and after returning to the house, she made up her mind to teach Zhou Yunqing to taste wine and make tea. In the future, if he can really enter the court and become an official, he will not be despised and made fun of.

However, Zhou Yunqing’s drinking capacity was extremely poor, so he just drank half a glass and went up, chattering like a river.

After being forced to listen to his “Ben Dynasty Criminal Law Code” for an afternoon, Tang Buli had a splitting headache and did not know where he was, so he decided to give up teaching him wine tasting and focus on tea ceremony instead.

She taught him the etiquette of the eunuch family.

Zhou Yunqing learned about tea tasting very quickly, and in less than ten days, he was able to distinguish the pros and cons of various types of tea, as well as the way to cook tea at a banquet.

Tang Buli likes to see the way he makes tea, his romantic expression is so pleasing to the eye that he looks like a real aristocratic son.

However, the good times did not last long.

Zhou Yunqing soon learned that he was not a serious scribe in the Tang Mansion, and that the things he copied and wrote every day were the homework assigned by the old lady Tang to her granddaughter.

“Xiangjun once promised that he would not let me do anything against morality.” Zhou Yunqing resigned sternly.

“I don’t want to copy the book. Please copy it. How can it be considered a violation of morality if you love me?”

Tang Buli was quite puzzled by Zhou Yunqing’s horns, “Don’t tell me I don’t want to cook and ask a cook to cook, and you also say I violated morals?”

“How can self-cultivation and etiquette be compared with appetite?” Zhou Yunqing said stubbornly.

Tang Buli couldn’t tell him, and sometimes she really couldn’t stand the old-fashioned stubbornness of this little man.

“If you don’t help, you won’t help, why do you train people coldly?” She frowned and muttered.

The first dispute between the two ended in an unhappy breakup.

(five)

Grandmother is sick.

When the old man suddenly fainted, Tang Buli was watching a hundred operas in Wasi. After learning the news from the sweaty servant’s mouth, she only felt a buzzing sound in her head, and the sky collapsed.

After rushing back to the house, the old lady just took the medicine and fell asleep, and Tang Buli had no chance to examine this stoic old woman carefully until now.

It turned out that my grandmother was so old.

Her temples are silver, and her cheeks are gone

He was so rich and ruddy that he could not see the undulating contours of his body even when he lay on the couch. This tough middle-aged woman who lost her husband and child, had endured half her life and supported the huge Tang Gongfu by herself, but she fell under the curse of old age and frailty.

Sometimes being forced to grow up just happens overnight.

The old lady was ill, and many important matters in the mansion were on Tang Buli’s shoulders, and she was devastated.

It was only after she was in charge that she realized that Duke Tang’s mansion had no real power, and it was not easy to maintain the huge expenses of the mansion.

She was born ignorant, and even raising a scholar who copied books would like to spend a fortune.

A person who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, for the first time in her life, has something to be afraid of. She is afraid that her grandmother will let go, just like in a dream.

“My dear grandson, I have suffered for you these past few days.”

Old Madam Tang stroked her granddaughter’s cheek and sighed weakly, “Since your grandfather passed away, I have pulled your father up by myself and watched him become an official, marry a wife and have a daughter. Later, your father died of illness, and your daughter-in-law also As I went, I dragged you up again… The only regret is that I didn’t have time to arrange a good marriage for you, and the scenery and scenery watched my grandson get married. ”

The grandmother’s voice carried the hoarseness unique to the elderly, and the bitter medicinal fragrance lingered, making Tang Buli’s nose sour.

“Grandmother Songling Heshou, everything will be fine.”

Tang Buli stirred the soup and said astringently, “As long as my grandmother can get better, I will copy as many books and scriptures as I want, and I will not play tricks.”

“Good boy, grandmother will be relieved if you say this.”

The old lady showed kindness and said slowly, “You can’t compare to the sons and daughters of officials who have the support of their parents and brothers. In the future, you must remember to keep yourselves safe, and don’t mess around with outsiders and teach others how to do it… Understand?”

Tang Buli knew that the old lady had heard of Zhou Yunqing’s existence, so she reminded her.

With sourness in her heart, she nodded vigorously: “Grandson understands.”

The old lady is ill and the house is stretched thin. Tang Buli intends to keep those loyal and honest servants, and the other servants will be dismissed if they can be dismissed.

Among them, there is naturally Zhou Yunqing.

On the Qixi Festival, when the magpie bridge meets, it is rumored that if you write your wish on the sky lantern, you can convey it to God along the Milky Way.

Tang Buli held a banquet in Wangxian Tower and invited the Yu family brothers and sisters to put sky lanterns together to pray for blessings.

She brought Zhou Yunqing over as well. First, it takes a lot of manpower to write a hundred prayer lamps. Second, after today, she can no longer sponsor Zhou Yunqing. It is a farewell.

On the painting bridge, Tang Buli was obsessed with candles and lit the written sky lanterns one by one.

Every time she ordered one, she prayed in her heart that her grandmother would be healthy and live a long life.

The wind picked up, the sky lanterns that were too late to be lit were blown all over the ground, and she was in a hurry, when she suddenly saw a pair of slender knuckles stretched out from behind her, holding the nearly extinguished candle for her.

Zhou Yunqing didn’t say anything, picked up the sky lantern that had fallen from the ground, and handed it to her to light it.

The two cooperated silently, and the sky lanterns flew into the sky like fireflies, forming an orange river of light.

“Zhou Yunqing.”

Tang Buli still opened his mouth, digging at the edge of the carved fence and said, “I can’t let you copy books in the future.”

Zhou Yunqing turned to look at her, seemingly puzzled.

The wind blew his pale robes, as if he was about to fly away in the next moment.

“Anyway… Anyway, you don’t like me faking things, and I don’t like being controlled by others. It’s better to get together and leave.”

Tang Buli finished speaking in one breath, for some reason, he didn’t dare to look into Zhou Yunqing’s eyes.

She was used to being proud, and even at this moment, she was reluctant to admit that she was struggling.

She wanted to say something more, but in the end said nothing.

On the second day, Tang Buli bought a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone and a set of ancient books, carefully packaged it with broken silver, and went to see Zhou Yunqing off.

The calligraphy and ink were fragrant in the clean house, and Zhou Yunqing turned her back to her, writing fu on the wall as usual.

“Zhou Yunqing, pack your things and go.”

Tang Buli cleared his throat and gently placed the package in his arms on the desk, “Giving these things to you should be a gift for us to know each other for several months.”

Zhou Yunqing’s writing is about dragons and snakes, and the elegant running script gradually becomes cursive.

Transparent back.

There seems to be an undercurrent surging in his clear and judicious body, turning into a black ink and pouring out into the ocean.

“Zhou Yunqing, I’m leaving!”

Tang Buli increased her voice, and seeing that the man was silent, she added dryly, “You will be very promising in the future!”

Zhou Yunqing still didn’t say a word, but just lowered his head and frantically wrote his ideas, and his cursive behavior had turned into wild grass.

The white paper peeled off and fell to the ground. He didn’t notice it, and continued to write on the wall.

Tang Buli waited for a while, guessing that he probably wouldn’t speak, so he pouted and left.

It wasn’t until the sound of Tang Buli’s footsteps faded away that Zhou Yunqing stopped abruptly like a machine in disrepair.

The long-dried brush forked and cracked, slamming on the wall like a messy weed, leaving a huge dry brush. Zhou Yunqing’s eyes were lonely and silent, and she just stood motionless in front of the unfinished essay, and did not continue for a long time.

Can’t write.

He can’t write.

The dry pen fell to the ground, he took a step back and pinched the bridge of his nose in vain.

(six)

Zhou Yunqing left.

The empty room was kept clean and tidy, and Tang Buli’s farewell ceremony was still lying quietly on the table. Except for his own two sets of clothes and pen, ink, paper and inkstone, he didn’t take anything with him.

Tang Buli looked at the unfinished wild essay, the ink on the wall stopped abruptly, and there was no reason to regret it.

She had to deal with too many things, and she quickly left Zhou Yunqing behind.

Gradually, the blue and lonely figure faded away in her heart.

Not long after, the grandmother asked people to inquire, and she decided to arrange a marriage for Tang Buli. The person who asked for marriage was Chen Jian, the grandson of the Taifu.

Tang Buli didn’t want to get married, worried that he would marry a wine bag and rice bag with a false name like he dreamed before, but he couldn’t hold back the old lady’s wish to see her granddaughter get married.

“Grandson of the Grand Master, it’s very good to want to come to tutor, shouldn’t it be the idiot who insulted the regent in the dream?”

Tang Buli pondered, then reacted and patted the table a few times, “Tang Buli, what are you thinking? How could such a ridiculous dream come true!”

What’s more, the emperor of this dynasty is still there, and there is no regent at all.

Thinking of this, Tang Buli was reluctantly at ease.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yu Lingxi was seriously ill, and Tang Buli came to visit him specially.

Hearing that she and Chen were dating, Suishui was a little stunned.

“Ali’s marriage is overjoyed, I should have been happy.”

Suishui lost some weight, but still did not damage her color in the slightest, and said softly, “But I heard that Chen Jian is arrogant and arrogant, and his reputation is not right, so you need to think twice.”

Soon, the old words will come true.

That day, when I helped Suishui go to Hualou to check the news, I ran into several young masters from aristocratic families, including Tang Buli’s fiancé Chen Jian.

Foul language is unbearable.

When he thought of marrying such a person, and remembered the end of his dream of being innocent and begging for help, Tang Buli became angry.

When she reacted, the long whip in her hand had already slashed towards Chen Jian.

The Chen family couldn’t swallow this sigh of relief, and with the sole reason of “losing the virtue of women”, they quit their relationship with her in public.

For a time, Tang Buli’s nicknames of “Tigress” and “Female Overlord” spread and became a laughing stock.

Tang Buli didn’t care, anyone who dared to make fun of her in front of her would be whipped with a whip, and she would never suffer.

Her only worry was that her grandmother would be disappointed.

“Sorry, grandmother.”

Tang Buli knelt before the couch and lowered his head, “Grandson screwed up again.”

“I don’t blame you, my grandson. I blame my grandmother for being deceived.”

The old man smiled and helped his granddaughter, and comforted, “You don’t want to be such an unclean descendant with a different appearance! Even if the good grandson doesn’t smoke her, the grandmother will smoke him for you!”

The expected reprimand did not come, Tang Buli suddenly raised his head: “Really?”

“real.”

The old lady stroked Tang’s hair, and said lovingly, “Stop the loss in time,

It is fortunate. ”

Tang Buli’s eyes were sour, and he hugged his grandmother tightly.

This old man who was tough on the outside and soft on the inside was still unable to survive the harsh winter, so Yu Xueye closed his eyes safely and rode a crane west.

Tang Buli’s sky fell.

(seven)

After the old lady was buried, Tang Buli’s heart seemed to be missing a piece. Since then, no one in the world will shelter her from the wind and rain, and she can only learn to grow up by herself.

The servant asked her what to do with the ink on the whole wall of the house in the backstreet.

Tang Buli remembered the half of the essay left by Zhou Yunqing, and said, “It’s just a matter of whitewashing it again.”

The servant took the order, and Tang Buli called him again: “Wait.”

The servant turned around, Tang Buli thought about it for a long time, and sighed: “Don’t worry about it, keep it.”

She didn’t know what to do with this wall. Maybe the crazy words on the wall had the power to calm people’s hearts, or maybe… just because it was a pity to smear it out.

That fu essay is highly cited, and if it is finished, it will surely be a masterpiece that will be passed down from generation to generation.

…

Tang Buli didn’t expect that the first thing Zhou Yunqing did in high school was to come back to find her.

Could it be that Zhou Yunqing came back to show off his revenge?

After all, she was arrogant and arrogant, and the tone of driving away Zhou Yunqing was too straightforward, not smooth and euphemistic enough, and easily hurt people’s feelings.

The other party is a promising upstart in the court, while she is an orphan with a declining family. Apart from the high-spirited ridicule, she really can’t think of any other reason for Zhou Yunqing to come to the door.

The more she thought about it, the more guilty she felt, so she simply asked the housekeeper to close the house door to avoid no visitors.

However, it was too late, Tanhua Lang stood outside the door and insisted on seeing her.

Tang Buli had no choice but to hold on to his aura and go out to meet him.

Tanhualang was dressed in a red robe, with a face like a crown of jade, standing tall, without the slightest impatience.

It is undeniable that for a moment, Tang Buli was amazed by his reborn handsome and clear.

She quickly calmed her mind and said alertly, “What do you want to do?”

She did not hesitate to use a fierce tone to cover up her guilty conscience at this time, and Zhou Yunqing was a little surprised.

Then he slowly rolled up his sleeves and said in a clear and clear voice: “Xiangjun has given him a deep favor, and Zhou will never forget it. I’m returning home today, and I’m here to thank you.”

Say goodbye, bow to the end.

The respectful attitude gave Tang Buli’s face.

Tang Buli was like hitting cotton with a fist, his full of alertness turned into a daze.

She understood every word Zhou Yunqing said, but she didn’t understand when they put them together.

Didn’t he take away the money she gave him back then? Where does the funding come from?

(Eight)

Zhou Yunqing’s edge was first revealed, and he became a celebrity under the new emperor.

Even if the champion was first admitted to the court, he had to start with the compilation of the Hanlin Academy. Only Zhou Yunqing was directly promoted to Dali Temple.

He is a thrifty person who is almost harsh. He only wears two sets of official uniforms in spring and autumn and a few sets of regular clothes for guests. He will never cut new ones if they are not worn out.

Because of the treasures bestowed by the new emperor and the blessings of Lingluo issued by the imperial court, one should send someone to the Duke of Tang’s mansion, euphemistically saying: “The grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by the spring.”

Those silks and satins are the top grades in the palace, they are really good-looking, but Tang Buli is also really uncomfortable.

She wanted to refuse several times, but Zhou Yunqing only said: “I don’t need it. If the Xiangjun doesn’t like it, he can sell it and give it to someone else.”

In short, just don’t want to take it back.

Tang Buli couldn’t help it and asked, “Why are you being so nice to me? Is it because I paid you to copy books?”

Zhou Yunqing paused, raised his eyes from behind the scroll, and said, “Xiangjun ordered people to quietly donate paper and ink books every month to help me pass my scientific examinations. Zhou will remember such a great kindness in his heart.”

“Monthly… paper and ink books?”

Tang Buli finally found out what was wrong: Zhou Yunqing repays his kindness… It seems that the wrong person has been reported!

However, who will really support him?

Tang Buli thought about it, and only thought of one person.

“I take you

in the name of. ”

In Zhaoyun Palace, the beautiful Empress sat upright with a smile, and told her, “Didn’t I tell A Li, Zhou Yunqing is not a thing in the pool, so he must give it well.”

(Nine)

Yu Lingxi seemed to have long anticipated Zhou Yunqing’s beauty, and to support him in the name of Tang Buli was a bit of a red line for his friends.

Tang Buli was uneasy, and always felt that he was a thief who falsely received his favor.

Several times, she wanted to drag the truth tray out and tell Zhou Yunqing that it was not her who supported him.

However, every time she saw Zhou Yunqing’s silent and reliable face, her throat seemed to be blocked and she couldn’t speak.

She began to be greedy, and began to be afraid. The Qingping Xiangjun, who was fiery and daring to love and hate at the time, became a hesitant coward.

Zhou Yunqing never had a woman by her side, not even a maid who brought tea and water, so she was empty and deserted. So Tang Buli learned to make pastries and soup, and occasionally sent some warmth to the little Zhou who was too busy to eat.

This is the only thing she can do for Zhou Yunqing, only in this way can she offset the guilt and struggle in her heart.

Finally, after burning the kitchen twice and the cakes were so hard that they almost choked to death, Zhou Yunqing finally told her euphemistically: “Xiangjun doesn’t have to force himself to do things he is not good at, it’s fine as usual.”

The more sympathetic and generous he was, the more guilty Tang Buli felt.

Since he doesn’t have the talent to wash his hands and make soup, it’s not a problem to invite Zhou Yunqing to go to Wangxianlou for a meal to reward him for taking care of him these days.

After the meal, Zhou Yunqing politely sent Tang Buli to the residence.

The two rode side by side on horseback and walked slowly. For some reason, they went to the backstreet guest room where Zhou Yunqing lived.

Pushing the door open, dust and dust fell from the beams of the house, and on the wall illuminated by the setting sun, the strong handwriting still existed clearly, telling the author’s unbridled ocean.

“This essay is rare in the ages, why hasn’t it been written yet?”

Tang Buli asked, standing by the wall with his arms folded.

Zhou Yunqing stood shoulder to shoulder with her, thought about it, and said, “The heart is restless.”

“Why not quiet?” Tang Buli was curious.

In her eyes, Zhou Yunqing was the kind of ice man who wouldn’t blink when the sky fell.

Zhou Yunqing didn’t answer, she took off the slender silver scabbard around her waist and pulled it out to see that it wasn’t a dagger, but a pen.

He actually carried pen and ink with him! Tang Buli was once again convinced by the nerd.

Zhou Yunqing stood in front of the wall full of ink, and after a little thought, he began to write the essay.

He wrote very seriously, hanging his arms and hanging his eyes, as if he was doing a very sacred thing. The warm color of the setting sun hit his profile, gilded with golden light, and the seven-point clearness was also brought out.

He is so magnanimous and upright, and his uprightness makes the whole world feel ashamed.

Tang Buli opened his mouth and couldn’t bear it any longer. He gathered up his courage and said, “Actually, it wasn’t me who funded your pen and ink books.”

long silence.

It’s over.

Tang Buli was instantly discouraged, and thought in a panic: nerds hate evil and hate the most deceitful people! Must hate her!

(ten)

“That… I’m sorry, I’ve kept it from you for so long.”

Tang Buli was ashamed to face Zhou Yunqing again, hurriedly dropped these words and rushed outside the house.

“I know.”

Zhou Yunqing’s clear voice came, pinning Tang Buli’s footsteps in place.

She turned around and said with wide eyes, “What did you say?”

“I know that those things were not given by Xiangjun.”

Zhou Yunqing finally finished the last stroke, and turned to look at her, “The day I went to the palace to thank you, the surprise in Xiangjun’s eyes didn’t look like a fake. It doesn’t take much effort to find out.”

“How did you know the truth so early?”

Tang Buli was puzzled, “Then why don’t you expose me?”

Zhou Yunqing retracted the pen and said calmly, “It’s your duty to help me, and it’s your duty not to help me. Besides, the one who rescued me, taught me etiquette and reward, and sent charcoal in the snow to provide food, shelter, and care is indeed the Xiangjun, isn’t it?”

What’s more, the lord of Qingping Township was uneasy, and he tried his best to give back his appearance.

Interesting indeed.

It was a secret from his heart that he would never say.

After some remarks, Tang was inseparable with mixed feelings, and one heart seemed to fly straight to the sky from the bottom of the cliff.

In an instant, the world seemed to light up.

This man is damn old-fashioned, damn tempting!

Tang Buli’s heart of beckoning cats and dogs started to move again.

Her heart was pounding, and there was only one thought: she wanted to peel off Zhou Yunqing’s inhumane and cold shell, to force out the blushing complexion and broken ethics in her dream.

“Master Xiao Zhou doesn’t have a wife, right?” Tang Buli took a step forward.

Surprised at how quickly her topic changed, Zhou Yunqing was stunned for a moment, then nodded honestly, “Never.”

“You are a sweet treat now, so many powerful people want to marry you, why not?”

Tang Buli took another step forward.

“I don’t like it.” Zhou Yunqing replied.

“Those who tell you about matchmaking are about to break the threshold. You must be very distressed.”

“Yes.”

“I also suffer from being entangled with matchmakers. Since our troubles are the same, why not join forces?”

“How to join forces?”

Set in.

Tang Buli took another step forward, almost sticking to Zhou Yunqing’s chest, and smiled proudly, “How about we get married and block the mouths of Youyou?”

Zhou Yunqing tensed slightly and looked down at her.

Tang Buli entered the house from the setting sun and waited until the afterglow gathered, until the smile on the corner of his mouth could hardly hold back, and he did not wait for Zhou Yunqing’s answer.

(eleven)

Tang Buli rolled around on the couch all night with a pair of tired eyes.

After realizing it, she realized that she was probably rejected.

Her marriage didn’t go well, she even quit her relatives, and it’s not a big deal to be rejected once…

But it was Zhou Yunqing who rejected her! Her heart throbbed at the thought of the nerdy’s indifferent face.

That’s all, Luohua is intentionally ruthless, and instead of hanging on a tree, it’s better to go and see other branches. After all, she has the title of Xiangjun, and her appearance is not bad, but she is afraid that she will not be able to recruit a son-in-law?

Tang Buli clenched his fists to comfort himself, a carp straightened up, and after a while, fell into the quilt again…

Still heartbroken, boring.

After half a day in a daze, the attendant smiled and reported: “Xiangjun, Lord Xiao Zhou is here.”

Tang Buli quickly stood up from her chair, and when she saw the figure who was familiar with Qingjun stepping into the door, she sat back slowly, folded her arms and hummed, “What are you doing here again?”

“Zhou returned to the mansion to think about it for a long time, what the Xiangjun asked yesterday…”

“Stop!”

Tang Buli raised his hand to stop him from continuing, and said angrily, “It’s enough for you to refuse once yesterday. Lord Benxiang is not a stalker, you don’t need to come and humiliate again.”

Hearing this, Zhou Yunqing’s eyes flashed with surprise.

“When did I say no?” he asked.

Seeing his righteous appearance, Tang Buli couldn’t hold back his anger, and said sternly, “Don’t you mean to refuse by being silent? Pretend to be innocent.”

Zhou Yunqing did not defend, but just opened the scroll in his hand and spread it on the table.

The scroll was four or five feet long, and it was densely covered with words. Tang Buli didn’t want to pay attention to him, but he was really curious. He squinted at the scroll and said, “What the hell?”

“Marriage Letter and Agreement.”

Zhou Yunqing said succinctly, “It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just that I’m not good at words, so I might as well write it down.”

Tang Buli’s heart skipped a beat, his domineering tone lowered, and he murmured, “So you were writing this last night?”

“Yes.”

Zhou Yunqing said, “Marriage is not a child’s play, it requires three chapters of the contract.”

what!

If you don’t believe her, don’t get married, and what kind of agreement is there… Such a long scroll, so many words, where is the three chapters of the contract? At least three hundred chapters!

“Bring it to me to see!”

Tang Buli walked over, leaned over and looked at the small print on the scroll, and muttered, “Husband Zhou Yun

Qing, my wife, Tang, will never leave…”

After only two lines of reading, Tang Buli’s cheeks became hot, and he glared at him: “Without a word, who is your wife?”

It skips the first few lines and starts with the text: “The dowry given by a man to a woman before marriage is not less than 10,000 yuan, and it cannot be taken back no matter what the reason is after marriage; the property of a woman before marriage is unique to the woman, and no matter what the reason is after marriage, it will not be taken back. Men are not to be misappropriated; after marriage, if a man is inappropriate or disrespectful, the woman can teach him, but the man must not refute; after marriage, he should be respectful, and he should not be allowed to marry a concubine.

Tang Buli swept from the beginning to the end, and then from the end to the beginning, and found that something was wrong.

“In this agreement, why only the man is bound?”

“This kind of thing is the woman’s disadvantage.”

Zhou Yunqing paused, then said, “Besides, I have already got what I want.”

The last sentence is very light.

Tang Buli didn’t hear it, still holding the agreement to study, suspiciously: “This thing, won’t it be coaxing?”

How can there be a pie in the world? How can a man be willing to hand over his family property, private property, and even the right to speak to his wife without profit?

“This volume has an official seal and is protected by the law, so naturally it will not be false.”

“Have you asked the government office to notarize it? Where?”

For Mr. Zhou, who studies the law and is selfless, it is not difficult to make a sincere marriage agreement as a dowry.

He took a step forward, stretched out his fingers from behind Tang Buli, and clicked the red seal at the end of the scroll: “Here.”

His arms swept past him, and his clear voice fell on the side of his ears. Tang Buli’s ears suddenly numb, and he got up with a shy face and said, “Okay, okay, I believe you.”

Zhou Yunqing nodded straightly: “If there is no objection, please sign the Xiangjun.”

The names of the two were placed side by side at the end of the scroll, and Tang Buli felt like a dream the moment he pressed the bright red fingerprint.

“So, we’re even engaged?” she murmured.

“Theoretically yes, but the three books and six rituals will definitely not be less.”

Zhou Yunqing watched it for a long time. Fang cherished the scroll, and handed it to Tang Buli with both hands, “Let’s get married as husband and wife, and please take care of Xiangjun.”

Tang Buli took the scroll and threw it, then caught it steadily, and said proudly, “Looking at your performance, if you treat me badly, Lord Benxiang can make you go out of the house!”

“certainly.”

Zhou Yunqing lowered her eyes, covering the light ripples in her eyes.

If Tang Buli raised his eyes at this time, he should have seen the bright smile in the eyes of Lord Leng Ruobingshan Xiao Zhou.

[End of This Chapter]