People say that the hatred of killing a father and the disaster of destroying a family is irreconcilable.

This is due to human nature.

I will never forget my life and swear to resent.

Only then will you become a son of man.

But I don’t give in too much about the hatred of taking my wife.

Once a wife and concubine is forcibly abducted by someone, it will inevitably make outsiders laugh at for a lifetime.

This is a test of dignity and courtesy.

I guess no one can be indifferent.

Especially in this era where filial piety and etiquette are the most important, Wang Langjun felt that he was having a big deal and was bored and angry.

If I said that yesterday, I was chanting poems and essays and expressing my aspirations and asking about my feelings, it was actually a test of the talent of the lady in Yunyin Pavilion.

Unexpectedly, I got the forgiveness of the lady.

At that time, Miss Di was willing to lose her virginity and was despised by the world. She was destined to be a tragic crisis for a lifetime. She put aside the reserve of the ladies from the family and punished Wang Langjun.

This decisive talent exudes spiritual wisdom.

A kind heart and understanding.

My heart is secretly acquainted?

This made Wang Langjun very pleased and felt that he was not losing money.

Facing this transcends oneself.

A woman with advanced courage made a promise.

Even if they have not met each other or had feelings for each other, I don’t know if the other party is ugly.

Is the eight characters in harmony?

Is there any lady's temper?

Nothing matters anymore.

What is important is that it suits his talent and courage. Wang Langjun feels that Miss Di is trying to find her other half.

Right, thinking too much will make people tired.

It’s better to follow your feelings and not pay taxes.

However, Miss Di was imprisoned in Dijiazhuang by Mr. Di.

Always Di is a stingy person, greedy for money and power.

I didn't look down on Wang Langjun, the prodigal son.

Wang Langjun had no choice but to draw it.

The future is long, so don't rush for a moment.

Who would have thought that a son from the Minister of Works would come up with a son who wanted to propose marriage to Miss Di?

Miss Di cannot decide her marriage.

The parents decide the major marriage. Considering the reputation of no one marrying their daughter, can they agree to meet a powerful young man who comes to propose marriage?

If you agree, it becomes hatred for taking your wife?

Just looking for death, Wang Langjun was thinking about it, and he looked at the white-bearded old man on the right side and said, "Old stubborn, go and drive a room.

Why are you standing there? Why don’t you go quickly?"

"Ah, I'm going to live with you?"

This kid has no creditor's awareness, Yuan Tiangang retorted with his beard and glaring at him, is there any other king's law?

Lawless, being a creditor is so awesome?

He then insisted on the old man to go to the room.

Not a penny yet.

Is this unreasonable?

Still dare to be stubborn? Wang Langjun raised his sword eyebrows, glared at the old stubborn and scolded: "Damn old man, you know what purpose you have to get close to me.

Brother knows that your identity is amazing.

Mr. Di was so scared that he gave you a gift.

But you pestered me.

What is the reason?

Don't pretend to be stupid?

I don't mind.

But I don't raise waste.

Waste is useless.

I see that you are not completely useless, so I reluctantly cannot accept you.

Do you say you shouldn't repay your kindness and do something within your heart?

You have to understand the principle of having the right not to expire or invalidate it, do you know?

Don’t you go to the room if you know?”

"I, I... come if I go..."

The villain is so stingy, Yuan Tiangang's white beard is erect and he speaks half a word with a dizzy look on his face.

What is offering?

Enjoy the immortals, gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, tablets for the dead, and tablets for immortality.

Which one would it be?

It was obvious from this boy's mouth that it was a tablet for the dead...

All the waste, things, and half of the waste people have come out.

This kid curses people without swearing.

Don't hate it so much, right?

Isn’t I just greedy for some energy to prolong my life?

This guy seems to know?

It's really deadly, in order to survive... Yuan Tiangang turned around and got into the crowd.

Separated the crowd, went straight to the inn to find the shopkeeper and opened two rooms, and returned to bring the boy into the room.

The antique single room is a bed and table, simple and clear.

It exudes a fragrance, as if it is smoked with pollen of plants and trees.

It was a bit pungent, not as good as a two-star hotel... Wang Langjun glanced at the furnishings in the room, sat on the bed and said, "The bed board is too hard, so it won't be sleepy.

Especially this table with flat and raised ends in the middle is short and has no stools.

If you kneel every day, the flesh on your knees will not be tender.

After a long time, I couldn't walk smoothly when I stood up and staggered.

It’s like a child who has lost weight when learning toddlers, loses control and loses his sense of responsibility.

How can people survive like this?

Don't ask with your eyes.

Hurry up and buy clothes, invite food, contact the factory, prepare a set of carpenter tools, buy wood, and get it done one by one, and start construction tomorrow..."

"Ah, you, you want to open a workshop, no matter Miss Di?"

The old Taoist turned into a servant? Yuan Tiangang almost hit the wall and refuted unhappily. Wasn't this kid very angry just now?

That murderous look calmed down in a blink of an eye.

Still calm, and your heart is as calm as water?

What does this kid want to do?

Want to open a workshop?

What about the genius believing?

The emperor was really not anxious. The eunuch was anxious. Wang Langjun looked sideways and looked stubborn and puzzled, and said lightly: "Don't worry about getting married and having children."

The first thing to consider is to make money by supporting your wife and children.

But where does the money come from?
To be continued...