"I won't go down, you promise first!"

Gu Chi scratched his nose and ignored it.

"Marriage matters require a fate. Furthermore, literary scholars live longer than ordinary people, so these things are really not urgent." Qin Li claimed to be knowledgeable, but his lord climbed the roof in the middle of the night and rushed to get married. He really had never experienced it, but he couldn't regret it.

No matter how rebellious the new lord is, he is better than Mr. Wu.

Chen Tang said: "It's not about you."

Qin Li joined the cucumber this time has nothing to do with him.

Her sharp eyes swept over Chu Yao and the others.

Chu Yao was thinking about how to speak, and then he heard a rough male voice interjected: "Why do you have to force me? Wuhui became famous in the northwest when he was young, and someone came to him to tell him about his marriage, but it was not long before Wuhui suffered a change and it has been delayed until now. Over the years, he has experienced all the warmth and coldness of others..."

Chu Jie saved the scene, and Chu Yao gave him a praising look.

His words evoked Chen Tang's memories. Chu Yao lived a miserable life in Xiaocheng. As a traitor in Yuehualou, who did he get married with? Going forward, he encountered so many setbacks, but how could he have the intention to get married? He just survived and stumbled.

Chen Tang looked unbearable.

Apologized: "Oh, it's me who touched Wuming's old wounds."

Then she thought, the people under the tent could not get a pair of parents, and each had their own difficulties. As the lord, she didn't want to be considerate, and she made unreasonable trouble, revealing the scars... The more she thought about it, the more she felt guilty, and she took the initiative to climb down from the roof.

Facing everyone, I feel embarrassed again.

"Oh, I'm busy with official business, so I'm going back to work hard."

Looking at the lord who ran away without shadows, everyone looked at each other until Gu Chi suggested: "These families are so ignorant, so there is no need to leave any mercy to them. Should we make a noise? The three families with the least donation of money, we—"

He raised his hand and gestured on his neck.

Everyone agreed to pass this matter, otherwise this matter would be unsatisfactory!

Chen Tang slapped the table: "Just do it!"

He quarrels at death!

Therefore, the aristocratic families have not yet gained a foothold from the bad news that "the three tribes who cannot produce evidence of the debauchery of Shen Jun and his subordinates" and "Shen Jun wants to vigorously build the local area and revitalize the economy, and hope that you can pay for money to build the monument of merit."

"The three families with the least donated money will be given to the barbarians?" The aristocratic family sent someone to inquire about Chen Tang's attitude and accidentally learned about this rumor. Some of the aristocratic family members asked with a dark face, "The source is reliable?"

The client said: "The source of information is reliable. It was sent by the personal guards around Chen Youli. The orders were written and sealed!"

The head of the family closed his eyes and pondered for a moment.

"Is there any news from Wu Zhaode?"

The client shook his head: "No news has been sent back yet."

After saying that, he hesitated for a moment.

Seeing that he wanted to speak, the head of the family said, "If you have something to say, why are you stammering? Is there any other bad news?"

The guest: "I heard that Wu Zhaode returned all the things sent by the Li, Song and Wang families..."

Returning the gift was clear, his attitude was very clear.

The guest stammered: "And..."

The head of the family asked: "And what?"

The guest looked bitterly: "Wu Zhaode also sent someone to speak, saying that he and Chen Youli Tangdi have a deep affection, and the two families do not distinguish between you and me. He warned the three families not to do anything to sow discord..."

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Shiitake lives in a coastal city, and its home is only half an hour away from the sea. You can imagine how explosive your mentality is today. A relative makes a living by fishing, and the despair is coming from the circle of friends. Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

I hope the Ghost Island is as heavy as the background of this article...
Chapter completed!