From an Ugly Peasant Woman to a Carefree Princess

Chapter 175: Uproar

"Come here." Ye Chunhua sat in a precarious manner, her voice raised: "Brother, you are right to say that. Father's painting is very suitable for office work, and it is only because there are no outsiders here. If there are outsiders, please pass by. As soon as someone with a heart explained it, the Gu family supervisor might mention the matter in front of the emperor, maybe more than just mentioning it, saying that he should not sue his father, he will have to bother himself to prove his innocence. Also, the master will be tired. Want to come to the master When I gave the paintings to my father, I didn't expect that he would mount it on the screen, nor did he expect that he would become a commander with a heavy hand, and no one is afraid of it."

Making wedding dresses for the big lady and Luo Feng is only a minor matter. Ye Chunhua's intention doesn't stop there.

Luo Feng wondered: "Is this painting incorrect?"

"If you don't have the intention to see it, it's naturally very appropriate. As you said, the artistic conception is far away, empty and lonely, quite Zen, and very useful for pure heart."

Luo Feng was waiting to speak, and Luo Lin's majestic voice came in from outside the door.

"If someone sees it, so what?"

The voice was calm, and Luo Lin's emotions could not be understood.

But Ye Chunhua knew that Luo Lin must be both curious and sullen at the moment. After all, that painting was made by Guiguzi!

Luo Feng gently patted the back of Ye Chunhua's hand twice: "Speak carefully."

"Nothing." Ye Chunhua glanced at Luo Feng gratefully.

After Luo Lin came in, he glanced at Luo Feng and Ye Chunhua who looked worried.

The two quickly got up and saluted.

Luo Lin sat on the chairman, with awe-inspiring awe, he raised his hand gently: "Chunhua, you go down."

"Father, Sister Chunhua is young, so I might make you angry, so don't say it." Luo Feng was a little worried.

When Luo Lin saw that Luo Feng was like this, he was comforted in his heart: "Hou Mansion is only you a prostitute. You are not burdened, broad-minded, and outstanding. After you finish the imperial examination, you will go to the emperor and become the son of the world, waiting for me a hundred years later. , The title of my inherited noble."

"Father. It's too early to talk about this."

Luo Lin raised his hand, indicating that he did not need to discuss it.

For this matter, Luo Feng did not show a very happy expression.

In this era, since the establishment of the eldest son, the eldest son of the Hou Mansion, whether the eldest lady will regenerate the second son, or the several aunts will regenerate the sons, Luo Feng's position will not be shaken.

But Luo Feng knew that if the lady had learned this news, she would have jumped with joy.

By this, I realized that Luo Feng was truly accepted by the Hall of Fame!

However, Luo Feng didn't know, it was Aunt Liu and Luo Lianqiao who first learned of this!

"Mother, didn't you say that you want me to be a prostitute?" Luo Lian cleverly dived the girl who had come to report, closed the door tightly, and sobbed: "In a few months, Luo Feng will become the son of the world. , How can I be a concubine!? The second prince’s person, why don’t you do it? Go and urge them!"

Aunt Liu clenched fists with both hands, and because of the force, blue veins appeared on the back of her hand: "Our prosperous custom, if the first wife has something, she can't make a flat wife. I joined hands with the second prince to remove Luo Feng, like that. , Only when the son in my belly is born, I can be a wife, and you and this little son in my belly live happily! But I didn't expect your father to make this decision at this time!"

"It's Luo Chunhua! It's all Luo Chunhua!" Luo Lianqiao slapped her on the desktop like crazy: "You listened to Caiyun's words. Luo Chunhua is uneasy. She deliberately annoyed her father and gave it to Luo Feng. Opportunity at the top!"

Aunt Liu frowned: "I'm afraid Luo Chunhua's methods are more than that!"

Luo Lian asked anxiously: "What other tricks does she have?"

"Ning Xin's death!"

Luo Lian clenched his teeth: "I will let people put in place, Ningxin's family, all executed! Not only that, I also want to give Luo Chunhua a big gift!"

"Lian'er, don't cause trouble again. With the introduction of the new wine, the second prince is gathering the means, giving the ninth prince a big trouble. These things are enough for Luo Chunhua to worry about."

"Mother, don't panic, and can't cause trouble. Doesn't she Luo Chunhua want to receive Tingyun's heart and let the Tingyun family write and release his wife? Oh, I will make Ting Yunhe inseparable. So, Han Yi Han the hearts of several loyal people around her!"

Ye Chunhua didn't know that the favor she made easily had already caused a huge wave. She raised her head and looked at Luo Lin: "Daddy, I have little knowledge. I was just telling a joke with my brother. Daddy has to listen. If he is upset, can't he be really angry with me?"

When Luo Lin saw Ye Chunhua's charming and charming, he came along with her naughty spirit, almost the same as Ye Xixi. His heart was warmed by Luo Feng, and he was not really angry at Ye Chunhua. Now that Ye Chunhua acted like a baby, that little sullenness had long since turned into a bubble and shattered.

"But it doesn't matter."

Luo Feng also laughed: "Sister Chunhua, just say it. How can my father be angry because of a few jokes of you. My father has a gap in his chest and is a person who does big things. How can he care about you."

These words caused Luo Lin to look sideways for a while: Feng'er was very kind to this younger sister who suddenly appeared. No, Feng'er has always been good to Lian'er, and it is not too different from Cheng Cheng.

He is a good boy.

Ye Chunhua saw Luo Lin calmly, but her eyes were very kind, and she said: "I once memorized a poem, and Brother Yun copied it to Master. The letter to the flying pigeon received by the brother has only one word on it." Wonderful', I want to come to Master to like the poem I recite. Now that the master is drawing here, then I will recite another poem for this painting. Of course, this poem is still not made by me, but by a storyteller. I just recite That's it."

Luo Lin waved his hand: "Public and ink serve."

"Can I recite? The writing is not good." Ye Chunhua said bitterly.

"Chunhua, just memorize it, I'll just write it." Luo Feng smiled.

The two maids came up to spread the paper and grind them.

Luo Feng stared at Ye Chunhua more and more.

"What is your brother looking at?"

"I don't believe you. What kind of character is Master Master, a poem by a storyteller who can make him comment on the wonderful characters? You can read my character."

Ye Chunhua pursed her mouth: "My brother thought that the storyteller was ignorant? The master is in the folks, have you heard this?"

"I still don't believe it. The master is among the people, so it will definitely be famous. For example, Shiye Guiguzi, who lives in Izumo, is not born in the world, but the disciples he taught are famous all over the world. The storyteller has no name and no name. If you don’t read a poem, I don’t believe it."

Luo Lin was actually quite curious, what a wonderful poem that can be seen by the master. But since he was not a gossip, Ye Chunhua didn't take the initiative to speak, he would not ask.

Secondly, he has to take care of his identity, so he can speak.

Fortunately, Luo Feng kept asking, but it fits his mind.

Well, this son, the more he looks, the more pleasing to the eye.