Chapter 14 Big Bad Wolf

The autumn is clear and the weather is clear, and the maple trees are like fire and the green grass is like green in the public garden of Xiguan.

Tourists walk in groups of three or three in the park, including couples, both in China and the West. This is the first leisure park that truly means Chinese land, several years earlier than Shanghai Public Garden.

The park is adjacent to Baietan. Looking down from the iron guardrail stone steps on the east side, you can see that Baietan is as blue as a painting, and there are thousands of flower boats by the river. At night, the lights are like pillars and the boats are slim. It is the first-class place for nightlife in Guangzhou.

It was afternoon, and after a while, I felt that my husband's words were reasonable. It was really interesting to eat snacks and talk and laugh.

Rong'er was wearing a knee-length red windbreaker, revealing her red cloth pants and small flat heels and red leather shoes. The pink-like little dots were paired with a small red suit. The cuteness made Ye Zhao's heart beat. The tender and cute charm was probably Ye Zhao knew what howls would cause the wolves to scream in the future.

At noon, I had dinner with Debin, Guo Luoluo and Narcissus. In the evening, Rong'er was going to Guanyin Mountain again. Guiren Lan sent a message and missed her sister. Rong'er had no classes in the afternoon. Ye Zhao brought her to relax, otherwise she would be afraid that she would not be able to see her for several days. Since the young prince ascended the throne, Guiren Lan said that Rong'er entered the palace to accompany her has become more and more frequent.

"Are you tired of planting trees?" Ye Zhao turned his head and asked Rong'er. But when he saw Rong'er's cute appearance in a small red windbreaker, his heart beat. He was helpless. What's wrong with him today?

In the morning, the National First Primary School Women's School organized students to go to the Martyrs' Cemetery to lay flowers and plant trees to carry out education on "Love the Army and Love the Leader". When talking about Pingyuan Army, we naturally have to mention General Wang, the founder of Pingyuan Army.

Rong'er was very happy this morning. Whether it was a professor or a commentator at the Martyrs Cemetery, they all said a lot of good things about her husband. There were also a few little girls who timidly discussed that they were going to marry her husband when they grew up. Then a little girl who knew a little about current affairs talked about why the prince was not a talent show? It was good to go to the prince's house to be a show girl. These little girls were ridiculed by a wealthy lady, saying that they were dreaming during the day. Rong'er listened to them making noise, but she became a little happier.

"Not tired." Rong'er shook her little head.

Ye Zhao said inexplicably: "If you are tired, my husband will carry you away."

Rong'er shook her head quickly and hid to the side, for fear that her husband would really come to hug her like a child again. What do these people mean?

Ye Zhao shook his head, why did he feel like a big bad wolf?

There was a bamboo chair next to the flower bed in front of him. Ye Zhao pointed and said, "Sit down for a while and go out to watch juggling." The square outside the park was very lively, with stalls and juggling, Western imported toys, and almost all kinds of strange things.

The couple walked over and sat down. This was the corner of the park, a thick green grassland, and behind it was the iron fence surrounding the park. There were no people nearby.

Ye Zhao took out the cigarette, thought about it and put it back. At the beginning of the park, it was stipulated that smoking was not allowed inside, food and items that disturb others were not allowed to carry irritating smells, food and items, etc., to cultivate habits early so as not to change in the future.

"What do you usually tell you?" Ye Zhao asked with a smile.

Rong'er said: "Don't worry, my husband, Rong'er knows what to say to her sister and what not to say."

Ye Zhao couldn't help but laugh: "God-smart."

Seeing that my husband smiled and still treated him as a child, Rong'er was a little dissatisfied. She looked around and then knelt on the bench and slapped in Ye Zhao's ear and said, "My husband, are you going to be the King of Rui?"

Ye Zhao was stunned, really stunned, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he turned to stare at Rong'er: "Is this what your sister said?"

Seeing Ye Zhao's expression, Rong'er felt a little scared, so she shook her little head and said, "I am thinking a lot. I know I shouldn't say it. I won't talk to my husband in the future."

I sat back quickly and stopped looking at Ye Zhao.

Ye Zhao was amused. Rong'er was very careful. Even if she was worried about herself and thought about these political affairs on weekdays, these military and national affairs were naturally a man's business. She would never ask any questions. But after getting along with her for a long time, her relationship became better and better. Today, she was just talking nonsense, and she couldn't help but express her worries.

He smiled and touched her beautiful little flower bun, "You, don't worry, your husband, I will not end up with the Rui King. Although Dorgon is very talented, he is still a little worse than your husband." He can't say that Rong'er is worried. Since the Ming and Qing Dynasties, almost none of the powerful ministers have ended well. Even if they are extremely glorious when they are alive, they will end up with their relatives. From Zhang Juzheng, the most famous chief minister of the Ming Dynasty to the powerful ministers of the Kanggan Dynasty, this is the case.

It can be said that even if you help the young prince break the city of Beijing, if you cannot change the world, as long as you die, the whole clan will suffer. The more powerful you are now, the more miserable the children and grandchildren will suffer. You may wait a few years for the emperor to rehabilitate yourself, just like Dorgon. But what's the use? You must know that in this era, once your wives, concubines and children are confiscated, they will become official slaves and soldiers, and will suffer unprecedented humiliation. If a real man dies, he will not be able to protect his wife and daughter. The scenery before his death is just a cloud, but it is not as good as a mediocre life.

"Well, I'm not worried." Rong'er nodded her little head.

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "That's right. Also, if you can't figure it out in the future, you will tell me that there is not so much taboo between us. Whether it is military and national affairs or trivial matters in our family, I like to listen to you."

Rong'er nodded happily, and when Ye Zhao, the big bad wolf, reached out to her arm and put her little shoulder, she leaned into her husband's arms, her heart warm.

Ye Zhao thought and said, "Also, in the future, if my sister asks you, just say it directly. No matter what I say, I will do whatever I do, you can tell my sister." Ye Zhao didn't want Rong'er to be young, just to have a scheming with others for herself. The most interesting and beautiful time in life is, Ye Zhao hopes that Rong'er can spend it happily.

As for what Concubine Lan wants to know, just ask her to know. She may have started to think about how to cut off her power in the future. That is all a story. She still doesn't believe that she is a human being in two lifetimes and has a clear understanding of history, but she can't beat this witch.

Rong'er nodded her little head again and obediently said "um". She leaned against her husband's chest, and Nuan Yangyang was a little confused, and murmured: "Does my husband also treat Rong'er's sister as a relative?"

"Of course." Ye Zhao patted Rong'er on the shoulder, thinking that as long as she didn't mess with me, she would naturally treat her as a relative.

Rong'er's little head arched in Ye Zhao's arms and stopped talking.

Ye Zhao closed his eyes and rested under the warm sun.

The footsteps in the east were heard from far to near, and Ye Zhao didn't open his eyes. Suddenly, he heard the woman snorting coldly, with a crisp and beautiful voice: "I said there were crows in the yard when I woke up early this morning, hum."

Ye Zhao looked at him in shock, but saw several policemen coming. The heroic and gentle, beautiful and bright ones who were in the forefront were Zhu Sisi.

Zhu Sisi's eyes seemed to be crackling with sparks. No, Rong'er, a little beauty, has become even younger. She looks at least twelve or thirteen years old. Someone believes that she is younger.

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "It's morning, the so-called "President" is sleeping and the sound of autumn sounds are everywhere, and the leaves are full of the sakura leaves are bright. The autumn is so exhausting, and I have to work hard to inspect. It's really hard."

Zhu Sisi glared at him and said, "You beg God to worship the Buddhist business and don't be defeated by you!" She waved her hand and took several policemen.

Rong'er opened her eyes in a daze and said, "What's wrong?"

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "A crazy girl, let's ignore her." He said, "Let's go, let's go home, the wind is blowing a little cold."

The carriage was parked next to the weeping willows at the ticket office pavilion outside the iron fence gate of the park. A short distance away was a long stall, and the vendors were shouting hard.

The two got on the carriage and sat on the soft white tapesty. Rong'er carefully took off her windbreaker, revealing her silky red silk jacket and pants, which made her look even more tender. Ye Zhao came to hug Rong'er again, and Rong'er was so strange that she could feel that her husband was different today than before, and she was a little strange when she breathed and spoke. But she could only let him take her back and put her on his thigh. Rong'er suddenly remembered that night, and was so scared that she didn't dare to look at her husband, and closed her eyes tightly.

Through the silky silk silk, Ye Zhao was really reluctant to let go, as he seemed to have evil fire today.

But that's true. Speaking of the three wives and concubines, it seems like nothing. One is far away, the other is running around all day, but the other cannot be touched.

After drinking a few more drinks at noon, I became a little bit wolfish. Looking at Rong'er's cute cute appearance, I don't know why she was so itchy in my heart.

At this moment, holding Rong'er's little waist and thinking about the wonderfulness of Rong'er's crystal clear legs, Ye Zhao felt his heart suddenly surge.

"Rong'er..." Ye Zhao's voice was strange and trembled slightly.

Rong'er lowered her head and responded in a low voice.

Ye Zhao stretched out his hand and gently pulled her smooth and beautiful little face. He was about to kiss her, but he saw her eyes closed tightly, as if she was enduring some huge fear. Ye Zhao was slightly stunned, then shook his head, thinking to himself, Ye Zhao, Ye Zhao, what are you doing?

It seems that Rong'er suffered a lot that night, but as well, she is not mature and she is so capable of making trouble. For her, this first time may not be as wonderful as herself.

He sighed in his heart, pity and love, and kissed Rong'er gently on his mouth, and smiled and said, "Silly child." He hugged Rong'er gently and said, "Let's sleep. I went to Guanyin Mountain tonight and got up at 5 o'clock every day."

Rong'er secretly opened one eye to look at her husband. When she saw her husband looking over, she hurriedly closed her eyes.

Ye Zhao smiled even more, smiled and kissed her again, and said, "What a stupid child."

At this moment, there was a sudden loud noise outside, and the earth seemed to tremble. Ye Zhao was stunned and lifted the curtains. The loud noise just now seemed to come from the direction of Shamian Island. There was the location of the Cantonese Shipyard.

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Chapter completed!