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Chapter 837 Thinking of the good minister is sincere (Last Part)

"Don't say that, what kind of supernatural powers are this? It's just the application of the principles of all things in the world and the knowledge of the derivation."

Zhou Huaian waved his hand lightly and then held her intimately to her ears:

"Actually, I have any real ability, don't you know yet?"

She is certainly not the most beautiful and outstanding woman in the family. But compared to the baby fat that makes people love small pendants, the gentleness and consideration of Qingluo, or the natural desire for conquest that makes people want to give it as a painting; and even Cui Wanrong is scheming under the ancient style.

But the cute blush and light dimples that hang on the little face all year round with the smile have a taste of being friendly and familiar and peaceful; and the urge to lick it a few more times. Then, as you lick it, you will be around you, and it becomes another indescribable and honest style.

"Zhou Lang..."

Then, he saw Hong Yao'er's ears, which turned crystal red at a speed visible to the naked eye, but his eyes subtly defeated Zhou Huaian and continued to be ashamed:

"But I heard about it when I visited the Zhuzis in Xiangzhou. Everyone said that since they moved to the governor's office, they have been drought and flood every year, and have not been invaded by disasters for a long time. Is it because they have been blessed by destiny and energy?"

"I like this rainbow fart."

Zhou Huaian smiled brighter:

"But that is still the same principle, it is just a proper application of the principles that all things in the world follow. Don't you ask the people and ghosts and gods, and hope for unpredictable mysterious things? Since Yao'er is the endorsement of me, if you have time, you can read the corresponding principles and writings, and then tell the people and their families... "

"Nu Nu understands..."

Hong Yaoer also nodded in a tactful and caring way:

"By the way, where are the others in the garden going?"

Zhou Huaian also asked again:

"A Luo is preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival family dinner in Xinkoushui City outside the city. Yao Niang went to the new theater of the Mission Department; Wanrong was a slave and asked her to teach the young servants in the other courtyard, and Doudou and Zhuer should be there..."

Hong Yaoer said:

"As for Calamari, who is currently bringing (Bai Jing) Jing Niang in the villa, is busy with those who have been sent by Luo."

"It seems that although she is disgusted with her, she is still very concerned?"

Zhou Huaian smiled slightly with a meaningful smile.

"Isn't this why Zhou Lang promised her? Besides, after all, they are all orphans and widows who have broken their families; it's not a way to leave them there..."

Hong Yao'er said in a wide voice:

"Before these people became orphans and widows, the Tang Dynasty court they relied on and supported, and their fathers, brothers, and clansmen were in high positions, but they did not know how many orphans and widows were created in the world intentionally or unintentionally."

Zhou Huaian disagreed:

"That's right, things weren't the case at that time! It's fine if Kasu didn't know about it before, but now he can't ignore it when he sees it!"

Hong Yaoer continued to comfort her:

"You are so magnanimous? I remember Yao'er was also affected by chaos, right?"

Zhou Huaian couldn't help but hold her little hand and teased:

"I'm just asking my husband to be in love..."

When Hong Yaoer heard this, she couldn't help but reveal a hint of sadness and sadness that made people feel palpitations, but she also had a persistence and gentleness that continued to smile and said with a shy smile:

"Although Nu Nu no longer remembers his childhood, he is glad that there is still my mother in this world who loves me and Zhou Bi until now, and even more glad that I met my husband and I have a blue eye. So it is inevitable that I hope that the people and things around me will have some good causes and consequences! I am so happy that my husband laughed."

"No, you're right. Since you have the ability and are willing to practice your ideas and ideas in practice, and are willing to bear all the twists and turns of the process and the consequences of perseverance to the end."

Zhou Huaian said to her with a little surprise:

"Not like those who only use righteousness and reason to demand, coerce others to do things for themselves, or simply speak out without saying anything (such as the pastoral female boxing and spiritual admiration of foreign dogs and hating the National Party in later generations). This is the true way of goodness."

Then he followed the flow and said:

"I'm very glad that Yao'er has such thoughts and feelings. He is truly a virtuous choice that can comfort and reassure me!"

"Zhou Langyan has been exaggerating..."

Hong Yao'er couldn't help but blushed and her whole body became soft. She quickly pressed the man's big hand that was about to move, bit her lips gently and said:

"Actually... there are hundreds of people sent from Xijing and Luo now, but I don't know how the husband plans to send him off? Some of them have been there early for quite some time. Don't blame Jingpu and others for being worried about it all the time."

"This is my fault. I've actually ignored this section in my daily life."

Zhou Huaian tolerated her, and continued to rub her, saying:

"What are your plans for this? Should you arrange a suitable partner for someone at your discretion?"

Hong Yaoer tried hard to break free and could not defend herself from anything else, and only Xia Feiyu Xia let him go.

"This is too cheap for these people. Could it be that they were taken over and saved from the rebels in the north just to be the ones who are raising them as the old man and then arrange for a good family?"

Zhou Huaian was getting closer to her, and said softly:

"No one owe them here, but is there no natural sin in their origins under the world? However, I have some ideas after you say this."

"Well, do you want it..."

However, Hong Yao'er's little face changed slightly, but she remembered a certain version of the rumors.

"Of course, let them fully utilize their own value and uses."

Zhou Huaian began to lick her ear and said:

"Zhou Lang...will it pass?"

She couldn't help but sigh and whine as lightly as a mosquito:

"How could it be,"

Zhou Huaian didn't care, so he licked his delicate and smooth cheeks again and said.

"Just let their young singing and dancing troupes register, and older ones go to the newly opened exclusive girls' school to teach; in short, this experience of being pampered can always give some useful talents, right? Then, look at the specific performance and decide the next step of the process."

"So that's it..."

Hong Yao'er couldn't help but sigh, but felt relieved; she finally lived up to the other party's crying request in private, and did not make things unpredictable.

"Of course, if there are really those lazy people who are determined to be rice insects, they naturally don't mind sending them to Tunzhuang and receiving re-education from the working people."

Zhou Huaian added:

"It's still my husband's thoughts, and Nunu has thanked the calamus on behalf of him..."

Hong Yao'er couldn't help but say happily; then she noticed that the little maid waiting around had already retreated tactfully like a tide, and her face was even more shy. Zhou Huaian also held her crystal and slender ankles exposed under her skirt with a large piece of retreat, put them on her knees and gently kneaded them with the snow-white and transparent silk stockings, and said meaningfully:

"Then how should you thank me and pay for it?"

After a long sound of spring and shyness, Zhou Huaian stopped Lushan's claws, and said with some malicious interest to the soft and weak Chen Heng's red medicine half-tilted on the pavilion table:

"Wait, let me guess first, what color is today?"

"Well, it's actually flesh-colored. It doesn't feel the same as it looks from a distance... Could it be that I've been mentally prepared?"

In another exclusive classroom, Cui Wanrong, who was dressed in a men's clothing with a rosy shirt, had just finished her class for a group of young maids. After the sound of birds coming out of the forest like a sound of orioles, she sat down on the couch in another room. At this time, a pair of jade arms attached from behind and began to knead and loosen her shoulders and neck, but it was the woman named Luo Zhen.

After being able to soothe for a moment, Cui Wanrong, who slowly closed her eyes to rest as she was relieved, suddenly spoke:

"Luo Zhen, I still have something to do and I need you to help you."

"It is a blessing for the poor concubine to be able to do her best to do her best for her wife."

Luo Zhen responded without hesitation:

"Then do you know the personal maids around Langjun?"

Cui Wanrong continued to say again, but felt that her hands were just right behind her that were gently massaged, and she couldn't help but pause before she started to speak again:

"There were two children who were raised by Shen before to the bedside; now, the other end of the calamus is willing to offer the man who has been loyal to him for many years to the husband's pillow. When I get to my place, I really don't want to be behind!"

"Maybe in the near future, you and I will be able to match each other with each other..."

Speaking of this, Cui Wanrong held her increasingly cold palm and said mercilessly: At least, without the powerful and utilitarian father from Chang'an, she could undoubtedly plan and plan for her future with all kinds of vague controls and distant influences.

"I am a vain person, but I am instructed by my wife..."

Luo Zhen still replied slowly and calmly: But as Cui Wanting stretched into her belt, she gently shivered with a subtle chill.

——I am the dividing line—

And in the hinterland of Xichuan thousands of miles away.

It has gradually recovered from the continuous war and left the devastation of wealthy households and craftsmen's houses everywhere that have been relocated; and as the golden fields in the fields have been harvested, it has become a long winding fleet that has been continuously put into storage, resulting in high grain prices and continuous famines. Jinguan City, which has temporarily disappeared, has ushered in a new day again.
Chapter completed!
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