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Chapter 177 She was very curious whether Xiao Yi had a sweetheart in his previous life.

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    The cloak is expensive and has soft mink hair. It was given to him by Xiao Yi.

    If you take it to a pawn shop, it will probably be worth a lot of money.

    He carefully took off his cloak, put it on, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror, looking around.

    The young man praised: "The master is so handsome when he dresses up! Compared to a twenty-year-old boy, he is no less generous!"

    "That's right! When I was young, I don't know how many Hualou girls threw themselves into my arms!"

    Nan Guang raised his eyebrows proudly.

    This cloak fits perfectly, as if it was tailor-made for him.

    After putting it on, it feels a little more noble.

    Finally, when he had enough, he took it off, folded it, and carefully wrapped it in cotton cloth.

    He patted the wrapped cloak, his eyes full of reluctance, "Just take it and pawn it."

    ¡°You¡¯re fooled?!¡± The boy was surprised.

    "Jing'er is short of money. As a father, I naturally have to raise it all for him. It's my fault for not being able to give him the identity of a legitimate descendant"

    Nanguang is sad.

    "I am a person who has accomplished nothing. I rely on my family for food, clothing, housing and transportation. But for my son, I want to give him the best. Jing'er is smart and has top grades. There is always hope of becoming famous in the future."

    His eyes lit up and he said proudly: "Don't look at me being laughed at now. In two years, people will point at me and say, look, he is the father of the new No. 1 scholar! In ten years, others will  They would point at me and say, look, that¡¯s Prime Minister Nan¡¯s father! He was the one who single-handedly cultivated Prime Minister Nan back then!¡±

    The boy looked at him.

    He is obviously the third master of the Nan family, but he is wearing a shabby cotton jacket.

    But his eyes were bright, full of expectations for his son.

    The boy silently picked up the cloak.

    He thought about how happy the master was when he tried on clothes just now, and for some reason, he suddenly burst into tears.

    That mink fur cloak was finally sold for three thousand taels of snowflake-patterned silver.

    Nanguang didn¡¯t keep a penny, it was all given to Nanjing.

    It¡¯s late at night on the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.

    Nanjing quietly came to Yulouchun with eight thousand taels of silver in his pocket.

    Han Yanliang was lying on the imperial concubine's couch, eating honeydew melon carelessly.

    Across the screen, she chuckled: "Who are you going to kill?"

    "The fifth girl of the Nan family, Nan Baoyi."

    Nan Jing knelt down on the futon, took out five thousand taels of silver notes and carefully placed them on the table, "This is five thousand taels of silver notes. If it's not enough, I will add more."

    Han Yanliang spit out the honeydew melon rind.

    She rinsed her mouth and said slowly: "It's really not enough."

    "How much are you asking for?"

    "Hmm" Han Yanliang casually made up a number, "Twenty thousand taels, maybe."

    "Twenty thousand taels?!" Nan Jing lost his voice, "I heard from the middleman that your theater kills people, men are 8,000 taels and women are 5,000 taels. Why do you ask for 20,000 taels?!"

    Han Yanliang crossed her legs.

    She picked her nails absentmindedly: "Mr. Nan, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and the day after tomorrow is the first day of the first lunar month. You also know that during the first month of the year, the market is in short supply, causing prices to soar. Soaring prices have led to the weapons, Mongolian sweat medicine, and night clothes used to kill people.  The price has increased accordingly. In addition, we are a regular store and we hire people during the first month of the year, so we naturally have to give people double commissions. We have no choice but to increase the price to show our sincerity."

    Nan Jing was speechless.

    This theater is really good at doing business, right?  !

    I have never heard that the price of killing someone increases according to the season!

    He put the banknote back into his sleeve pocket, stood up and said: "When I save enough money, I will come to you again. As for my visit"

    "Don't worry, Mr. Nan," Han Yanliang said in a charming voice, "We are a serious store and we will not disclose customer information to others casually."

    Nanjing then left with peace of mind.

    After he left, Han Yanliang lay back on the imperial concubine's bed, "Yang Liu, find time to go to Nan Mansion in the next few days and tell her that Nan Jing wants to kill her. The little girl's family was killed by her half-brother.  My brother paid for the murder, it¡¯s so pitiful"

    Yangliu beat her legs.

    She thought to herself, for someone like Boss Nan, how pitiful can he be?

    Liu Duanfang was solved by Boss Nan, but he didn¡¯t even leave any evidence!

    She silently applied a wax for Nan Ding.

    Lunar New Year's eve.

    There are many juniors in Nanfu, so New Year¡¯s Eve is always lively.

      Nan Baorong and Song Shining also came back to celebrate the festival. Nan Baoyi couldn't help but joke: "Sister, you go back to your hometown every three days to stay for a while. It doesn't look like a married daughter, but like you recruited my cousin to recruit a son-in-law.  Got it!"

    "Jiaojiao is becoming more and more eloquent!" Nan Baorong pinched the tip of her nose, "You are so eloquent, I don't know who can deal with you in the future!"

    She married a worthy man, no longer looked seriously ill, her complexion was rosy and healthy, and she no longer had to dress thicker than others in winter.

    Nan Baoyi hugged her coquettishly, "Sister, when are you going to give us a little nephew? The baby is small and must be very cute!"

    When it comes to children, the elders can't help but look over.

    Nan Baorong was ashamed and just lowered her head and said nothing.

    Song Shining held her hand tenderly and said with a smile: "Rong'er and I have discussed it. Now that Rong'er is in better health, she can't bear the pain of having a child. Wait for another year or two before considering having a child."

    He is very considerate.

    Because the Song family wanted to continue the family line, Nan Baorong was not forced to conceive two children in three years, even a son.

    He married Nan Baorong because of her.

    Nan Baoyi held her little face in her hands.

    The red phoenix eyes are full of water, which is a look of great envy.

    Xiao Yi took a peeled orange and stuffed it into her mouth, "What are you thinking about?"

    Nan Baoyi ate the orange segment and said seriously: "I'm thinking that the man I want to marry in the future must be as open-minded as my cousin. He can't disrespect me just because I didn't give birth to a child or only gave birth to a daughter.  , and even joined forces with my concubine to bully me."

    The little girl¡¯s fair and tender face was full of solemnity.

    "Obviously these words are very childish, but they seem to be her important pursuit in life.

    Xiao Yi sneered.

    "Why are you laughing?" Nan Baoyi was unconvinced.

    Xiao Yi fed her another orange segment and said lazily: "Our Nan Jiaojiao has given birth to nine children in a row. Are you still worried about not having any children?"

    Nan Baoyi blushed instantly.

    She was embarrassed and annoyed: "Second brother, that was just an act. I didn't give birth to nine children in a row at all!"

    Xiao Yi drawled his voice and said "oh" with a half-smile.

    Nan Baoyi said again: "Second brother, have you ever thought about what your future wife will be like?"

    She was very curious as to whether Xiao Yi had a sweetheart in his previous life.

    She was seventeen years old when she died in the palace ice cellar.

    That year, Xiao Yi was twenty-three years old. Ordinary men would have married and had children long ago, but he didn't make any move. He didn't even accept the marriage offered by the emperor.

    She really wanted to know who Xiao Yi married in the end.

    Xiao Yi rested his head with one hand, thought for a while, smiled and said, "I want to marry a girl who can give birth to nine sons in a row."

    Nan Baoyi is completely annoyed!

    "Is there any way to get around this joke? The powerful minister is too unruly. He has nine children at every turn!"  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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