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Chapter 303 Third Uncle

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    Mr. Fu spent a lot of effort to have some sent from Guizhou, and then he selected the best ones and sent them to Rong Tuying's mansion.

    It¡¯s strange to say that everyone else was fine eating them, but the two grapefruits sent to Rong Tuying¡¯s house were poisoned.

    The man who got these grapefruits and sent them to Luoyang was named Gong Saner.

    "After the incident, this person knew something had happened, so he absconded in fear of crime. Mr. Fu secretly asked people to search Luoyang City behind his back, but he could not find this person.

    As a result, Mr. Fu will inevitably feel more pressure.

    Recently, everyone in the court has stopped interacting with him, the gate of the Changle Marquis Mansion is locked, and the Fu family is in a miserable state.

    At this time, Fu Qibin, who had been in the south of the Yangtze River for many years and had only recently returned to Luoyang, brought Zhong and Fu Qixian with him and asked him to visit Fu Minghua and the King of Qin.

    Yan Zhui had no time to see him. The weather was getting colder. In the next few days, Emperor Jia'an intended to go to the Huaqing Palace on Mount Li to stay for two days. He had wanted to make Yan Zhui supervise the country.

    He has been busy with affairs in various places recently, and Emperor Jia'an has delegated power to him to deal with some of his newly appointed ministers in the Hetao area.

    In Qin Wang's Mansion, because Yan Zhan had excluded dissidents at the beginning, and raised his talents to make talents, making many intentions to worship under his door as diners. He has been too busy recently.

    Even Fu Minghua hasn't seen him for two days. Naturally, he won't take the time to see people like Fu Qibin and Zhong.

    On the day when the Fu family came, Fu Minghua held a banquet in the Zhongcui Tower. There were large tracts of winter plums planted there, which were in bloom now. As soon as they entered the garden, the fragrance of the garden hit their faces.

    Prince Qin¡¯s Mansion occupies a large area, and Fu Minghua doesn¡¯t come here often. Walking around the garden now, I feel that the scenery is quite beautiful. When the garden was originally built, the craftsmen obviously put a lot of thought into it.

    When the servants brought the Fu family members over, Fu Minghua had just received the fragrant tea and took two sips.

    Fu Qixian, it was true, although he had some ideas, he was still scared when he entered the palace. He was tied up and felt uncomfortable.

    It was one of the eyes that fell on her as she entered the room, looking at her with scrutiny.

    Fu Minghua turned sideways to drink the tea. When she felt someone looking at her, she slightly raised the corner of her mouth and took another sip before placing the teacup on the coffee table and turning sideways.

    The others in front of Fu Qixian bowed and stood up. Fu Minghua's eyes fell on Fu Qibin, who was standing next to Fu Qixian and looked more than ten years younger than him.

    He is not young anymore, he is already in his thirties, not much younger than Fu Qixian, but over the years Fu Qixian has been greedy for sex and lust, and has emptied his body.

    At the beginning, Fu Qixian could still look romantic and handsome, but now, his belly has stood out, his cheek muscles have slackened, the corners of his mouth have drooped, and his protruding eyes show an age that cannot be concealed.

    " In comparison, Fu Qibin stood beside him, and it could be said that he was still middle-aged and unrestrained.

    "My minister came back a few days ago, and I have only had time to see you." After Fu Qibin came back, he was still waiting for the new position arranged by the court. He should be a little anxious about the current situation in the Changle Marquis Mansion, but he looked gentle.  Smiling all over his face, no worries at all.

    This time he came to present some gifts he had brought when he came back from Jiangnan, and they were quite heavy. When the servants led them in, Fu Minghua had already seen the list presented by Aunt Jiang. On it was a statue of Guanyin Buddha giving away children, from  During the Han Dynasty, Wei Xian was the hand of Wei Xian, who was known for his uncanny skills and outstanding jade carving skills.

    Things carved by Wei Xian in the Han Dynasty are hard to find, and today, after being passed down from generation to generation for many years, his works are even more expensive.

    As the saying goes, when you treat others with courtesy, you must ask for something.

    After Fu Minghua accepted this gift, he naturally would not make any detours with him.

    "Third uncle, why should you be so polite? We are all members of our own family." She smiled, turning her head and ordering people to take their seats.

    Fu Minghua is sitting on a chair, her slender waist straight. The long blue skirt she is wearing suppresses the girlish brightness and makes her a little more calm.

    The servants moved the chairs up, and naturally several people sat down one after another.

    Yang was so nervous that she didn¡¯t know where to put her hands. She just tried to straighten her waist and try to sit as well as Fu Minghua.

    She looked at Fu Minghua sitting like this and it looked good. Unfortunately, she could not hold on for half a quarter of an hour before she felt soreness in her back. Her straightened back bent down again, with her hands on the side of the chair.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? This naturally doesn¡¯t look good.

    But fortunately, no one cares about her at this time, Zhong justI am worried about the future of Changlehou Mansion and whether my husband's errands can be implemented so that the couple will not be separated in the future.

    "I'm ashamed to say it." Fu Qibin sat down. Since Fu Minghua called him "third uncle," he naturally followed the stick and said kindly and with some regret: "When Yuan Niang got married, I am the elder.  But I¡¯m not in Luoyang, so I couldn¡¯t congratulate you in person, and I still feel very regretful when I think about it.¡±

    There was something in his words. Fu Minghua lowered his head and pursed his lips with a smile. When he raised his head, he looked gentle again: "Three uncles have not arrived yet, but the ceremony has arrived."

    Fu Qibin laughed.

    Mrs. Zhong glanced at him several times, but he took his time and chatted with Fu Minghua.

    Based on this alone, Fu Qibin's character and Fu Minghua's character can be seen to a certain extent.

    He can keep his composure, has a strong heart, can endure shame and is ruthless.

    When Fu Minghua had not settled down with Yan Zhui, Bai Shi asked Fu Minghua to please Rong Sanniang and the Rong family for Fu Qibin's future. Fu Minghua did not believe that there was no trace of this third uncle among them.

    Now he can joke with Fu Minghua in front of nothing.

    The atmosphere in the room seemed to be full of chatter and laughter, but Fu Qixian had already rubbed his palms together several times.

    When Fu Qibin was talking about poetry and poetry, he couldn't get in the conversation and could only laugh dryly along with him. Yang's face turned red and there was a bit of embarrassment in her eyes.

    "The cold guests in the palace are in good time. The scenery in the garden is exactly what it is: frosty snow piles on a cold day in winter, looking for the fragrance and smelling the plum blossoms."

    He stretched out his hand and stroked his long beard, and he could write half a poem when he opened his mouth.

    Hearing the flattering meaning in his words, Fu Minghua raised his hand to block his red lips, and then touched his palm with both hands: "Uncle San is indeed a good poet."

    Fu Qibin waved his hand and said with a smile, "I'm afraid Yuanniang is just complimenting me."

    She didn't want to go around in circles with Fu Qibin anymore, so she coughed lightly, stretched out her hand to press her waist skirt, her eyes fell on the hem of her skirt embroidered with hibiscus, and asked with a smile: "My third uncle has returned to Luoyang after his term of office.  Is there any news from the Ministry? Where will he be transferred in the future?"

    Fu Minghua dropped the conversation and went out. Fu Qibin's eyes narrowed. Although he quickly tolerated the look, Fu Minghua still noticed it.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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