Chapter 1865 (1/2)

As like as two peas, he took out a piece of gold from his sleeve and handed it to the flower. ”What you see now is the one that has been sent to the boy.” this piece is left behind before it is rebuilt. You see, there are official seals on it. If it is so simple, it will leave the official seal mark on it. But it is just like a batch of tribute silver thrown out of the court before it was there. If Wu Cheng takes it seriously, I'm afraid he'll suffer another prison disaster. I'm not sure. He'll lose his head. ”

Mo Shanghua took the gold handed by Hua qianliu and looked at it carefully. His eyes narrowed slightly. ”No wonder he was so generous. It turned out that even if he had planned, the gold would come back to him in another form. It's really cruel.”

The folding fan in Hua qianliu's hand is habitually gently shaking, with a smile on his face. ”If he is not cruel, how can he sit in the position of King Ling now?”

After a pause, his face returned to the usual smile, ”OK, OK, you can simply take the gold. Anyway, it's also from Yan Moli's hands. It's just the compensation he calculated for you.”

”It turns out that your chenghuan pavilion was burned by him. What's the reason that you should give it to me instead of making up half of it?” Mo eyebrows gently stirred up, ”after all, you are so generous, or some do not make sense.”

”When did you talk so much nonsense?” Flower thousand willow Mou Guang Shan Shan, half is helpless, half is a bit irritable.

Seeing this, Mo Shanghua knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to get rid of it, so he simply took the gold and said, ”look at you, if I don't take it, I'm afraid you'll stay. In that case, I'll take it. Thank you very much

”Easy to say, easy to say, polite.” Hua qianliu said with a smile, ”by the way, I'm also exploring the bandits. When I get the news, I'll send someone to send a message. Don't worry.”

What's the matter with the flower willows? Is it that they have changed their disposition and are ready to be a great good man who has accumulated good deeds, so that they can have a good life in the next life?

The flower heart on the street was thinking about it, but he saw that Hua qianliu had already stood up and walked out. He said: ”it's late at night. I should go after my son's explanation. If not, brother Beicheng will have to peel me when he comes back.”

When he got to the window, he could not help sighing again, ”my son, the Lord of chenghuan Pavilion, is now reduced to the point of going through the window.”

Although the mouth said so, but the action did not stop, a flip will jump out of the window, no trace.

”Weirdo.” Mo Shanghua looks at Hua qianliu and talks to himself for a long time. At last, he leaves the window reluctantly. His ruddy and full lips can't help saying a few words, but there is not much emotional change on his face. He only feels that Yan Beicheng is strange, but he has been together for a long time. In fact, it's not very complicated. It's Hua qianliu who always smiles and speaks very well Son, but in fact, he is the real weirdo.

The next day, the sky turned white, and moshanghua was still resting on her bed. Yesterday, in front of the people, Xueji, who let moshanghua be convicted, took off her hairpin early and knelt outside the courtyard.