The Spoilt Village Beauty

Murong Yanfeng reported the current situation of the tapestry to Murong Wenbin in 1510. Murong Wenbin nodded and frowned. Murong Yanfeng was puzzled. "Father, Qinglong brocade goods have been emptied. The son thinks, We can start to transfer. On the Feng Guo side, the son has also sent someone to manage it. Does the father have any doubts? "

Murong Wenbin was silent for a long while, looking at Murong Yanfeng, "I don't know why, there is always some confusion in my heart, I feel that this time ... something will happen, I haven't had this feeling in years, except for Dow ..."

Murong Wenbin said, suddenly stopped suddenly, Murong Yanfeng did not hear the end, wondering: "What did my father just say?" Murong Wenbin quickly shook his head, "Nothing."

Murong Yanfeng still has doubts in his heart. My father has never been like this. Of course, except when he was a few years old, it seems that there is still a period of trouble in the government. After that, my father has been doing business smoothly.

But he knew his father, and his father did n’t want to say. No one could force him to say that, understanding this, Murong Yanfeng did n’t struggle with this point, “Father, all the sons who have been scheduled have been arranged. It only owes Dongfeng to prepare, as long as the father says, the son can act immediately. "

Murong Wenbin did not speak, but looked up at Murong Yanfeng, "How is the secret work done? Will no one leak it out?"

Murong Yanfeng thought about it carefully and shook his head, "Father, no, the owner of Qinglong Brocade was selected by me. I have been following Qinglong Brocade for many years, all of us are old people here, Moreover, the lives of a young and old family are in our hands. How can there be courage to leak out, as for those who are servants, it is impossible to know, in this regard, the son is still very strict management. "

Murong Wenbin nodded, but the expression in his eyes was not relaxed at all. He looked at Murong Yanfeng, "I heard that you are going to hold a meeting?"

Murong Yanfeng nodded, "My father is well informed, and my son is preparing to report this to you. His son thought about it, Qinglong Brocade will be transferred to Fengguo as it is carried out secretly, and the project is still quite large. Cover the top, dress up as an ordinary merchant to go to Fengguo to do business, and also ask the bureau to cover it, and also to appease the net worth of the employees underneath. There are still many trivial matters to explain inside and out, and his son is going to hold a conference, Let the owner underneath arrange the arrangement. "

Murong Wenbin nodded, "It's so good, just do it." Murong Yanfeng's face was slightly happy, "That son will retire first." Murong Yanfeng was about to leave, but Murong Wenbin was stopped.

"Wait, Dad will go with you."

Murong Yanfeng was naturally happy, and it was rare that his father planned to take a look at it. Ever since his father worked as a householder in the east, Qinglong's business was entirely responsible for him.

Even if there are some places where he did not do well, if the little mistake father ignores, the big mistake will only wait until something happens, the father will try to turn the tide, but he is the most benefited, the father did not go to the shop in Qinglong for many years However, he always wanted to let his father know how good he did.

This time my father suddenly proposed to go. Murong Yanfeng wanted people to wash the shop inside and out immediately, but apparently it was too late, and he could only follow his father with surprise and worry.

After getting off the sedan chair, Murong Yanfeng wanted to let Murong Wenbin walk in front, but Murong Wenbin waved his hand, "Qinglong has given it to you long ago, you are the family, and father will not rob you, you come."

Murong Yanfeng nodded respectfully, and then stepped forward. He walked into the shop first. When Murong Wenbin followed him, the shop's buddies looked at the expensive clothes he was wearing and thought they were VIPs. Please, inside the old man, our brocade is the best fabric in the east. "

Murong Wenbin smiled kindly, "Is it? That really needs to be seen, you go busy." The two guys left with a smile, Murong Wenbin lifted his feet into the door, but suddenly there was a voice of the guy's argument in the ear. Stopped him.

"I haven't been to the Red Mansion for a long time, and the shopkeeper Wang is too uninteresting. He went alone."

"He was going to say goodbye to the good woman in the Red Mansion. After drinking too much, he loved the bitter water. He said nothing, his wife did not want, but slept with the belly of the girl who likes to lie in the Red Mansions ..."

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As night fell, a carriage was stopped at the gate of the palace.

"What's the matter?" The guard stood in front of the carriage, looking at this low-key carriage with some displeasure, and some disdain in his eyes. There were guys at the gate of the palace who wanted to pass through the day, and he didn't look good when he saw more.

The driver glared at him, "What do you say! Do you know who is inside?"

The bodyguard sneered, "Whoever he is, in your carriage, there is no bodyguard on the road, who is there! Hurry up and go as far as I can! I'll wait for you, and be careful to catch you!"

The coachman was angry, and was just about to say something. The people in the distance were attracted by the movement here. A person who looked like a guard shouted, "What are you doing!"

Then came the stride, and the guard who had just been arrogant immediately put on a flattering smile. "Boy, there is something wrong with the carriage. The small one is looking for someone to blow it away. Don't be mad."

"Problem? What's wrong?" The guard looked at the guard suspiciously, and then stepped forward, trying to lift the carriage curtain, but was stopped by the driver, "Hey, what do you want to do!"

The head guard didn't expect this driver to dare to stop himself, what is he doing with his face ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~? Do n’t you see it? It seems that there is really a problem! Humph! "

While talking, waving the driver's hand would open the curtain, and the driver warned, "Don't regret it!"

The guard snorted coldly, ignoring him, but lifted the curtain, lifted the torch from the guard next to him, and probed into it, "Who is it, sneaks in the middle of the night ..."

The words of the head of the guard came to an abrupt halt, and then the guard standing next to him saw the head of the guard who was like an uncle, kneeling on the ground in panic.

"Let's go!" Suddenly, a clear voice came from the carriage, urging the driver in front of him to leave. The driver drove away with pride.

The bodyguard raised the head of the bodyguard without understanding, and asked in doubt: "Head, who is that?"

The guards wiped his head and slammed the guards hard, "Your prince, you dare to stop, you are tired of living!"

Prince Donggong, the prince returned to his palace, and after entering his dormitory, swayed the people around him.

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