Chapter 582: No one who curses people like you!

Rong Huang saw Rong Leng reaching the door, but he didn't look back and said lightly: "There is a gift to give to you. Take it before leaving."

Rong Leng stopped and looked at him.

Rong Huang raised his hand, and it seemed that someone had received a signal in the dark. At this time, the door opened and a black burlap bag was carried in.

The bag was thrown in and placed at Rongling's feet, and the excess people stepped down.

The door closed again, Rong Leng raised his eyebrows and looked at the human-sized black bag. It was not difficult to see that there was a person inside.

"Open and take a look." Rong Huang said.

Rong Leng leaned over, pulled it open with ease, and opened it a little. Inside, a woman in coarse linen was sleeping in a coma.

Rong Leng raised his eyebrows.

Rong Huang was not afraid to say frankly: "Pretty Maid Huang'er, you have been looking for it for a long time. You have given it to you, so you don't have to return it."

Rong Leng was silent and stood there.

Rong Ling hadn't spoken for a long time, and Rong Huang asked with a smile: "I'm so touched? I know that your uncle is good, right? I'm going to let you go back and coax your wife. Huang Er, you can use it well and save the Liu family, and help you succeed. Ah Ling, you are a smart person and understand what I mean. In short, this gift is considered a wedding gift I have given to you, although you did not send me a wedding invitation."

At the end of the conversation, I even made such a sour sentence.

Rong Le really needs Huang Er and Huang Er now, which is the key to success or failure of the storm in Kyoto, but Rong Huang suddenly gave this person to himself. Rong Leong absolutely did not believe that the emperor's uncle was just out of good intentions.

The purpose of the emperor is actually obvious.

The emperor's uncle wants to help him in this Kyoto incident, make a name and a power. In return, he will have to do something for the emperor's uncle in the future.

For example, when the emperor's uncle colluded with Kyoto officials, Zhengemen turned a blind eye.

For example, when the emperor uncle urged his army to the north, he did not need to contribute his efforts, but he could not hinder him.

Like again...

In short, there are many possibilities and a wide range of them.

This old fox seems careless, but in fact there is a gap in his heart and is clear.

But even though I know that this is a favor debt and it is very involved, I should never take over this debt, but the great opportunity is in front of me, and Rong Leng will not let it slip away in vain.

Huang'er, he would take it away, but he couldn't make Rong Huang so happy.

After tying the bag again, Rong Leng carried the bag mouth and said to Rong Huang: "Uncle Emperor, who do you look the most like?"

Rong Huang raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Like it? Why? Do you want to say that I look like you? Stop joking, you are much handsome."

Ignoring this person's crazy words, Rong Leng said bluntly: "You have never thought about why you are still in the same place when you have been playing games with my father for many years?"

Rong Huang frowned.

Rong Leng said without fear of being disgusted: "It's just because the two people who are overly similar in behaviors not only have similar thoughts, but also have similar thoughts. You can guess my father's thoughts, and my father can also guess yours. Uncle, you are so similar to my father, but you haven't noticed it."

Rong Huang heard this and stared at Rong Ling for a moment. Suddenly, Rong Huang stood up and waved to him: "Come here, come here, I promise not to beat you to death, come here."

Rong Leng was disgusted with this uncle and turned around and left.

When Rong Ling went downstairs, you could still hear Rong Huang cursing behind him: "Not who is cursing like you! Who are you talking about like him? Who are you scolding? Rong Ling, come back, come back!"

Rong Leng had already carried the Huang'er and walked out of the gate of Baxiufang.

Yun Zhimeng sat in the backyard of Xiufang, listening to the noisy sound in front of him, while cleaning the peeled oranges and sending them to the clean porcelain plate, pushing them to the woman opposite, and asking, "Mom, do you think that person was the King of Power just now? The one in Liaozhou? The one who was planning to rebel? But why did he come to our Guyong Mansion?"

The honest-looking young woman on the opposite side took an orange and ate it while laughing: "Who else can invite such a person besides the owner?"

"When will the owner come back? I miss her."

The young woman scraped Yun Zhimeng's nose and smiled and said, "Do you miss the owner or the southern food?"

Yun Zhimeng stuck out her tongue and said coquettishly: "Everyone wants it."

The young woman looked at her dotingly and said, "I can't stay too long. Go and wrap all the remaining green plum fruits, and I'll take them away."

"Don't you have a lot of food? You've finished eating? You said I'm greedy. I think it's clear that you're even more greedy."

The young woman was so amused and laughed: "It's not me, it's just for someone to give it away."

"Send someone?" Yun Zhimeng was stunned for a moment and suddenly pouted: "Mom, this childhood sweetheart has been transported from all over the world. How much time has it been spent, how much road has been broken, how hard it is to preserve it, why did you give it to anyone casually? I...I didn't eat much..."

"Be good, go and prepare first."

"Mom, who did you give it to? All of it?" Yun Zhimeng still felt distressed and asked relentlessly.

The young woman stopped talking and only urged her to prepare.

Yun Zhimeng was also clever. After thinking about it, she suddenly thought: "Mom, did you give it to Liu Wei?"

The young woman choked!

Yun Zhimeng jumped up immediately: "It's Liu Wei, mom, I guess, I've prepared it for Liu Wei, but... but it's not all for you. Liu Wei can't finish it alone..."

The Nian woman was helpless: "Didn't you meet Liu Wei? She can't finish her meal, so you go and find her and eat with her. Wouldn't it be your wish?"

Yun Zhimeng immediately smiled: "Really can it?"

The young woman glanced at her and sighed: "Don't embarrass you."

Yun Zhimeng mumbled and pouted her mouth a little higher, and said in a silence: "I'm going to prepare now, it's okay!"

Yun Zhimeng went out for a long time, and when he came back, he brought a large jar, which was at least ten pounds, but Yun Zhimeng was carrying it, as if he was carrying a small thing.

He reluctantly handed the jar over. The Nian woman took it without any difficulty and said, "Go out and see, but who is there, I have to leave."

"No one, I just came in and saw it."

"Then I'll leave first."

Yun Zhimeng nodded and personally sent the person outside the second gate before turning around and walking back.

After walking back two steps, I remembered the sour and sweet, delicious Jiangnan cake fruit in my mind. I licked my lips and had an idea in my mind. I had already run back to the room quickly. When I came out again, I had already replaced my heavy and complicated dance clothes, put on my neat and light clothes, and hurried out of Baxiufang and walked all the way to the inn where Liu Wei was.

At this time, Liu Wei, who was still talking to Rong Su, was actually in a broken heart...
Chapter completed!