Xu Hao really wanted to accompany Zeng Qi to get drunk, but unfortunately, it was useless to tie him up a piece of ten pieces, and time could not bear it. Who could bear it in two or three days?

The more you are a person who is really good at drinking, the more you don’t drink wine on weekdays. Zeng Qi is such a person. For him, being so worried about drinking is really a bit sad.

As a friend, I could only accompany him on a boat and wandered down for a long time, and it meant that I could float to the mouth of the Yangtze River and let it go straight to Penglai Fairy Mountain. Then I returned halfway.

In Linxia Pavilion, Xu Qinglian, Xu Cuitao and others were whispering. Xu Hao, who had just returned, looked tired, sat down and picked up the teapot, raised his head and fed him.

Before the elder sister could speak, he said with a dull eyes: "I'm too sleepy and can't sleep anymore. Don't get me wrong, I'll stay with my friends all night."

"Why is the worse the older you are? I haven't seen you go back at night before, it's true. I warn you, I will definitely forgive you next time! Remember?" Xu Qinglian said deliberately and viciously, completely for Mu Ningxue to listen.

"I know I'm wrong, I'll review it." Xu Hao said with a smile.

Mu Ningxue smiled lightly and then ordered: "Go and cook a pot of rice porridge and make some side dishes. Well, send more crab roe buns, there are some greedy girls here."

Xu Hao said: "Don't forget pickles. I don't know what happened recently. I can't eat without pickles."

Xu Qinglian and Xu Cuitao were speechless. If it weren't for their younger brother but their husband, they would only have a natural sentence of poverty.

There were several pleasure boats passing by in the pool, and the others stayed in Linxia Pavilion to move freely.

Xu Cuitao sat next to Xu Hao and said, "We were talking about my aunt just now, and then I realized that she was a widow. When she was fifteen, her husband died. At that time, the aunt was only seventeen years old, and she was originally scheduled to get married in another year.

As soon as the aunt died, his father, the old lady, was a scholar and was very sensible. So he sent someone to our house to say that the girl was too young and was a daughter-in-law who had no family. How could she force a good daughter to keep her ritual? The marriage would be quit.

Nian Geng’s Bazi Post was sent back, but the patriarch of his hometown also claimed to be wise. Humph! He was just a fool who said that no one could match Erlang? What’s more, with my identity, your family was willing to remarry his wife, but our family didn’t want a girl to be bigamed. At that time, he returned the Geng Post.

As a result, the old lady over there heard this, she was very happy and said that as long as the old lady was willing to come to the door to be a widow, she would definitely treat her as her own daughter."

Xu Hao couldn't help but turn his head and look at the old lady sitting in the pleasure boat with the old lady. He smiled and seemed to have no worries. However, his hair was covered in white. He was several years younger than the old lady, but he looked much older, but his legs were still very neat. It seemed that it was the reason for his years of labor.

At this time, the old lady next to her continued, "On the day of marriage, the officials and men from the prefectures and counties were alarmed, and they all came to congratulate each other in person. I remember that the bride entered the door, and tens of thousands of people from Fengyang came to watch the ceremony. This is a very shameful thing, and it is ten times more lively than a temple fair.

The bride first wore a red silk jacket, then a white sesame skirt, and drank a glass of wine. Then she cried her husband."

Speaking of this, a little girl asked curiously: "Mom, how do you drink a glass of wine?"

"You have never seen me." The old lady sighed with a complicated expression, "It was just a thirteen-year-old girl from the in-laws who held the spirit card to worship the hall and paid a glass of wine to pay tribute to the ground. After my wife entered the door to keep the ritual, no one dared to say that she was a silence. The old lady was so happy when she was alive. She often said that having such a good daughter-in-law was to bring glory to the whole clan. Even if the whole clan was hungry, she would have to let her wife have a full meal."

Xu Hao shook his head slightly, and everyone listened quietly. Later, the first son of the old lady's eldest son was adopted in the name of his aunt. Not long after, the old lady passed away, and the eldest son died in middle age. The eldest sister-in-law left a girl and remarried.

In this way, the widowed aunt had a hard time living with an adoptive son, so she simply recognized her niece as the one who married another place. She was forty years old and married her son to a daughter-in-law. After only one year of family, she had a grandson. She didn't expect that she would have a grandson, but she lost her son, and was only twenty-one years old.

Two generations of widows continued to live a difficult life with a child, and the fields were planted by others. Without a man, he could not even have enough food and drink at one time. Fortunately, his parents could still help him.

Because of the strength of the Xu clan and the reputation of the old aunt, no one dared to bully the widow's family. Men of the same clan never dared to step into the house. They asked the woman to talk about anything, but they would stand at the gate and talk about it.

The woman said, "If you want to keep the rituals, two generations of people are really good at keeping them clean. If you say it is hard, it will naturally be more painful than anyone else. Now the old lady is over 70 years old and has a great grandson. She finally has a white hair and has made a fortune. People from the same clan jointly requested the emperor to issue an imperial decree to establish a archway for her two generations."

Xu Qinglian sighed: "I have a reputation. I have been through fifty-five years. It's really hard and hard enough. It's not easy for my aunt."

Only then did Xu Hao realize that the old lady who often made jokes after coming, she was actually an old lady respected by everyone in her hometown. She was probably as good as a person who knew whether she was drinking water and drinking. She was finally lucky to live to be seventy years old. If she died at the age of 69, she would not be able to see the court erecting her archway, which was a deserving honor.

I couldn't help but look over again. My hair as white as silver threads and my pointed and thin face were stacked with countless deep and shallow wrinkles, as if wrinkles were one by one, recording her pain.

The next afternoon, Xu Hao went to visit Zhang Xin, who was waiting for crimes, and was impeached by the inspector in Shandong.

I haven't seen you for many years. The young man who used to study and joke with Mu's villa was already blessed when he was middle-aged. When he saw Xu Hao, he rushed over and said through the railing: "Brother, I was wronged."

Back then, Zhou Peng, Yu Peng, Sun Tao and Zhang Xin in front of him were the first candidates to be associated with him, much earlier than Yang Shiqi. He was called the fourth son of the Xu family by people in the officialdom. He was once a hot rising star.

Today, it has a great feeling of destroying everyone. The higher the official position, the higher the person, the more mediocre people, and gradually become infected with many bad habits in the officialdom, even the confidants Zhou Peng and Yu Peng.

After all, the famous officials in history have not been famous. Xu Hao thought that they could not reach the first rank, and he didn't want to plan for them. Is it useful?

Uncle Zeng Qi's words came to the forefront. As an official, you must have a false compassionate appearance, a man's heart, and a prostitute's scheming. There are many examples of ruthless rebellion in history. They often think carefully for a lifetime, and they call the most trustworthy person to be killed with one knife.

So Xu Hao doesn't like to form cliques. Everyone gets together and part with their conscience. There is no need to get too close, and he has never thought about controlling the government.

Xu Hao said lightly: "The court will judge right and wrong, and I will pay attention to this matter."

Before leaving, Zhang Xin asked him to see his family and find a place to settle down to settle the person. Xu Hao naturally agreed immediately.

I found the inn according to the address. Before I got off the horse, I saw a fat black face, two yellow beards, a gauze hat, and a robe of gray squirrel. I looked up to the sky, and had a pair of big and black tortoiseshell glasses on my nose, and walked out in my steps.

Xu Hao also wore a pair of sunglasses polished by Mo Jing, which was so cool and sexy. He thought the other party was an official who came to Beijing and sat down without getting off.

Seven or eight followers shouted with power and ordered him to move out of the way, shouting one after another: "Serve, dodge!"

Li Dong shouted: "What is your identity? I dare to ask us to get out of here."

The follower shouted: "Our master is the rank of the governor of Shandong, please get out if you know each other."

Xu Hao said coldly: "When the master was already imprisoned, it is unknown whether he could maintain his fame and status. He lived in an inn in the capital, and he was so arrogant and arrogant. You can imagine how he might be abusive to the villagers and ruin the country. The censors were not at all wrong.

The master was so angry that he raised his head high and screamed: "What did you say? Tell you that our master is the Duke of England's mansion."

Bang! Xu Hao had already whipped it with a whip and hit the master's face, leaving a big red mark. The tortoiseshell mirror fell to the ground and fell in half.

"Everything is sent to the Ministry of Justice. Once you check what unethical things have been done, you will do it again!"

Even for his reputation, Xu Hao had to destroy his relatives for the sake of justice and could not be sheltered. Moreover, these bastards had a dime with him? He didn't care what Yu Peng and Zhou Peng thought of it. He didn't even have a party. Who cares about what kind of things hurt him?

Without mentioning the fate of the master waiting for the group of people, Xu Hao dismounted and walked inside and arrived at the backyard booked by Zhang's family, where there was no one to watch the door.

Walking into the yard, standing on one side and looking at the doors, she was not careful that a woman suddenly emerged from the wing room, and with a gust of fragrant wind, she ran into Xu Hao's ribs without any thoughts.

Xu Hao gave in, and then another man without coat ran out of the room. He was barefoot in big red shorts and caught up with the woman. He pulled the two people who were pushing and hugging him and laughed into the room.

The woman smiled and yelled, "I'm not here anymore. Master Huang, you are so troublesome. The young master came back and saw him all at once. What kind of decent form? I'm not here anymore."

The man was only about thirty years old and had a handsome little face. The woman was 20 or 30 years old. Although she was still charming, she also had a pair of charming eyes and two curved eyebrows. She looked down at Xu Hao intentionally or unintentionally, and she looked a little sexy.

He dared to be so arrogant in front of a strange man, and was fearless. Without asking, he could tell that it must be a prostitute summoned by Zhang Xin's son. Otherwise, if he was a wife and concubine, it would be too horrible. He did not believe that the dignified magistrate's family was so decayed.

However, from what he saw and heard from him, Zhang Xin was not wronged at all because of the sect. Xu Hao turned around and raised his foot and left.

When the room clicked, the woman complained to the man and said, "Look, you are so arrogant, what can you do with such a great effort? Not only does she have a stomachache, but she even fell off the beam of the bed."

The man smiled and said, "This is what it means to be a big reverie on the stage. Everyone can't sing." The two of them laughed and made fun of each other as they spoke.
Chapter completed!