Red and crisp hands, yellow wine, spring scenery, palace walls and willows all over the city. The east wind is evil, the joy is weak, and a sad heart is gone for several years. Wrong and wrong.

Spring is as thin as before. People are empty and thin. Tears are red and sharks are shining through. Peach blossoms fall. Idle ponds and pavilions. Although the mountains are still there, the letters are hard to entrust.

This word was accidentally revealed by Jiuer in Wu Yonglin's pocket. I heard that it was sent to her wife in Gangchacheng. From the time she saw the words on the letter sign, she was never willing to let go.

After begging Wu Yonglin for a long time, she had the second hand-written version of Wu Yonglin's new lyrics.

At this time, there was a letter from home next to Jiuer, which was brought by her father who was far away in Lhasa. What she unexpectedly expected was that her father, who was usually very cautious about her marriage, sent a marriage document very hasty, and the letter asked her to set off for Lhasa immediately to meet her future husband whom she had never met.

The orders of parents and the words of matchmakers. In such an era, Jiuer could only make sense of her mother-in-law. The mother-in-law stared at Jiuer's peach blossom eyes with a meaningful and seemed to see through Jiuer's little thoughts. Then she sent someone to call Wu Yonglin to her and call him to talk about her views on this matter.

Wu Yonglin almost read the document and the family letter no less than ten times, and finally pointed out several minor mistakes in the family letter, and was about to turn around and leave.

Jiuer next to her suddenly became anxious, pouting her mouth, stomping her feet, pinching the corner of her clothes, and constantly asking for help from her mother-in-law next to her.

"The boy is leaving now? Are you not going to say something?"

"The little monk is ignorant, and my ancestors have not seen the tricks here. I, as an outsider, don't have to show off my skills."

"I understand. You are just a 'flower monk' who can only eat and drink. You can't help at critical moments. The legends you used to be the ones who were the ones who were the ones who were wrong. "From the mother-in-law's anxious expression, she must have had a big deal here, but now even her mother-in-law is not sure what is going on. In anger, Jiuer's tone seemed heavier than usual.

"Sister Jiuer can't blame me for coming from my head. You begged for nothing to pull me into Ganoderma lucidum city. As for the money you paid for before meals, I will pay you a lot of money. Wu Yonglin never eats other people's food. Since I am so unpopular, I will say goodbye first." Wu Yonglin casually grabbed a few golden leaves from his sleeve and threw them on the table, preparing to turn around and leave with great momentum.

"You, a big man, don't know how to comfort the little girl, and you are angry with her. I have never seen you like this. Even if you say the wrong thing, you will compensate me for the wrong thing." After the mother-in-law finished speaking, the golden leaves had disappeared. Looking at Jiuer's tears and laughing expression, Wu Yonglin said to the two of them again.

Jiuer, who was still crying just now, looked at him pretty well, and her mother-in-law even comforted Wu Yonglin not to look at the monk's face. Since she saw the clues in it, there was no need to beat around the bush.

Wu Yonglin turned around and said deeply: "The authorities are confused and bystanders are clear. In fact, the trick here is very simple. If Jiuer's father prescribed a wrong prescription, will it kill a person or a group of people?"

"What do you mean?" Jiuer next to him began to understand slowly, and his mother-in-law nodded with satisfaction. This was another test for Wu Yonglin.

"I'm sure that Jiuer's father's letter was mostly written by him when he was forced. He deliberately wrote some words wrong, just like us to convey some information that he is in a bad environment. As for whether this document is his original intention, only after asking him will he know."

"The boy has such a sharp look and is so confused. It seems that I am really old. If you didn't mention it, I would almost have made a big mistake." My mother-in-law's words were not so much praising Wu Yonglin, but rather to tell Jiuer. My mother-in-law wanted to help them. If Jiuer had his help, her future achievements would be limitless.

At this time, Jiuer's face was more anxious. Compared to the calmness of Wu Yonglin and her mother-in-law, she finally made a bold decision, and she wanted to mix in Wu Yonglin's team and go to the city with them.

Just when Wu Yonglin was still hesitating, his mother-in-law fully supported Jiuer to do this. If the two of them did not experience the ups and downs, how could they confirm this relationship?

After a simple rest in Ganoderma City, Wu Yonglin's men set out again. The only difference is that they found that they were a little reluctant to leave here. Moreover, they made themselves feel like they were a master these days. Although Jiuer had all the food and accommodation here, there would always be some merchants coming in to sell some goods.

When the first merchant returned here with a lot of money, news of a group of wealthy landlords scattering money here spread wildly. For a moment, there were crowds of vendors of all sizes, and vendors of all sizes came in and out here, just like a big market.

Zhang Hu's favorite thing is to sprinkle copper coins into the plates of the girls holding kebabs, so that she can live a good life with the money she earned. The most stingy Luo Pingyang's proudest thing here is to buy enough shoes that he could wear for the rest of his life. He actually packed the stock of the shoemaker for more than three years in one go. He called the shoemaker and his son to help him keep it first. After going to Luoshe City, he would pull all these shoes back; what made Mao Zixing most excited was that there were Qing Guns who could play "High Mountains and Flowing Waters". When he spread his own wallet to these prostitutes, he didn't think about how to live next;

Muli was also crazy. A opera troupe from Chengdu in Ganoderma City became a must-visit place every day. I heard that he was fascinated by a clown. As for whether a man or a woman, he didn't even understand it himself. Wu Yonglin lamented that a straight man was gradually moving towards a curved direction. Fortunately, the last time Tuo Muli was turned away because he could never pop out of his pocket. He realized that it cost money to see those colorful people fighting on the stage. Duanmu Yu willingly paid tribute to Princess Rouge. Seeing Princess Rouge smiled and put all kinds of gouge on it, Rouge was like a terrible Hokkaido geisha, Wu Yonglin felt that this was the only most valuable investment.

Looking at the group of local rich men who had never seen the world, Wu Yonglin was deeply worried about them. He had just passed a few days of good days and expanded these people to this. If he brought these people to Tokyo, these people might become beggars on the street the next day. What is gratifying is that he heard that gold can be picked up on the streets and alleys in Tokyo. Perhaps the group of people he brought was the reserve beggar group in Tokyo.

Before leaving, Wu Yonglin repeatedly told the old lady to take care of the door. Some dogs will bite people when they are crazy. Whether they come from Luoshecheng or from other places, the wisest choice is to watch the show well and take action at the most appropriate time, which is good for both parties.
Chapter completed!