Although Cao Zhengkuan said that Yang Ruoqing was a trick to deceive, he still made two preparations.

On the one hand, he asked famous doctors to come over to protect the health of Third Young Master Cao, and on the other hand, he sent people to secretly keep an eye on Young Master Wang.

In Cao Zhengkuan's eyes, the Wang family's young master was just like a guinea pig in an experiment.

In addition, he put the entire city under martial law and took Yang Ruoqing's portrait and searched for her from house to house.

"This old fox, Cao Zhengkuan, must be going crazy now. His second daughter is about to get engaged to Qi Xingyun, and he has made such a big fuss about this matter."

In the Emperor's Room of an inn in the county, Yang Ruoqing was lazily leaning on the couch by the window, peeling a very big orange in her hand.

Occasionally, I looked through the open window to the street outside. Just now, two groups of searching people had come over.

One team is from the government, and the other team is composed of servants of the Cao family.

Comparing the portraits from room to room, unfortunately, Yang Ruoqing disguised herself as a man and cleverly changed her voice, so those idiots only glanced at her and left.

Here, Luo Fengtang heard her words and smiled.

"It is said that although Cao Zhengkuan has two sons, and the family business is left to the eldest son born by his legitimate wife, the third son born by his concubine is the one he loves the most."

"Looking at this news, the rumors are indeed true. In order to vent Mr. Cao's anger, he put aside the second young lady's marriage proposal in advance, and did not care about the negative consequences of making such a big noise about this matter." He

road.

Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips, "Grandpa and grandma are in pain, and parents are protecting the youngest son. Cao Zhengkuan is already fifty years old and almost sixty, right? That Third Young Master Cao is only in his early twenties. He can be said to be a son of old age and a favorite.

I am the one born by my concubine, how can I not let him pamper me into the chrysanthemum?"

"Pet her into chrysanthemums? What do you mean?" Luo Fengtang looked confused.

Just then, he was about to make chrysanthemum tea for Yang Ruoqing. He had just put a few rock sugar in the small white porcelain shallow bowl, and was about to grab a few dried small chrysanthemums.

He glanced at the small chrysanthemum in his hand, and then looked at Yang Ruoqing again: "Qing'er, what do you mean, Cao Zhengkuan hurt Cao Sanshao so much that it hurt the chrysanthemum? Why can't I think of any connection between the two?

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Seeing his eagerness to learn, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but laugh.

"Chrysanthemums are the buttocks. I'm just putting it more elegantly. In the local dialect of our Changping Village people, it means that Cao Zhengkuan hurt Cao Sanshao to the point of his buttocks, or perhaps, Cao Sanshao was doted on by his father."

Even the buttocks are gone..."

Is this explanation detailed enough?

Luo Fengtang looked like he suddenly realized something.

"Qing'er, you... hehe, you are really elegant." He also smiled, thought of something else, and asked: "But, you haven't said why the buttocks are connected with the chrysanthemums? What's the point?

Is there any allusion to it?"

Yang Ruoqing turned her eyes and thought that there were many allusions, but they were all from the modern twenty-first century.

It was an era of rapid development of technology and informatization. The popularization of the Internet not only brought modern and convenient life to human beings, but also derived a lot of Internet terms.

Some Internet slang is really offensive, such as the chrysanthemum and anus that we are currently discussing.

"Don't you think that the golden buttocks that have not been wiped clean are a bit similar to the blooming chrysanthemums?"

She went on to explain that she suddenly found that she was suitable to be a good teacher, patient and able to explain thoroughly.

This explanation made Luo Fengtang blush.

"That's really conceivable..." He laughed dryly, then picked up the small white porcelain bowl and came to Yang Ruoqing.

"Rock sugar-soaked catechu, wife, drink it." He smiled evilly and held out the bowl in front of her.

Yang Ruoqing had just finished finishing the big apple in her hand and was about to take a drink of water. When she heard his words, her face was filled with black lines.

"You, you, you, you are so terrible at learning and applying it, aren't you? The younger generation is terrible, terrible!" She made an exaggerated expression and took the rock sugar chrysanthemum tea.

Luo Fengtang smiled and sat down next to her, watching her drink.

This is the finest Tizhou chrysanthemum. It is best used to make tea in this season.

It was expensive, so he bought half a catty and reserved it for Qing'er to make chrysanthemum tea.

Yang Ruoqing took a sip of chrysanthemum tea and said a little unhappy: "Tangyazi, do you know what I am most unhappy about that old fox Cao Zhengkuan?"

Luo Fengtang said: "Insidious, cunning, despicable, committing crimes, and using power to bully others..."

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to interrupt him, "These are actually just the second things. What I hate and feel the most unhappy about is,"

"That old guy, what kind of bullshit painter did you find? Sister, I am so beautiful and beautiful, so beautiful, so how could you paint me so ugly?"

Luo Fengtang was startled for a moment, and then realized what she was referring to. Wasn't it the portraits on the notice?

"Washikou, street entrance, government office gate, city gate, any place with a large number of people, all have my portrait posted on it."

"You said you could just post it, but why did you paint me so ugly? I didn't even hold him accountable for infringing on my portrait rights, but he deliberately suppressed me. Oh, I'm not happy!" She sighed again, shook her head, a look on her face

He said helplessly.

Luo Fengtang said: "No, I saw the portraits in the hands of the two groups of searchers earlier. They are very similar to your real person. They are very beautiful. You can tell at a glance that they are searching for a beautiful woman!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's so similar,"

She took out a piece of drawing paper from behind like a magic trick and spread it out. She tapped hard on a certain spot on the drawing with her fingers and said to Luo Fengtang: "Look, I obviously have double eyelids, but this bullshit artist actually painted it like this."

The inner double."

"And the bridge of my nose. Mine is very small and upright. What's all this? It's so flat, like a firewood stick."

"Also, when I smile, I have dimples and a small tiger tooth. He didn't even draw these highlights. He just drew a picture of staring eyes and frowning, bitter and resentful. Do you think I'm depressed?"

After listening to Yang Ruoqing's complaints, Luo Fengtang was stunned for a while.

Finally, he couldn't help but laugh.

This woman is really different in what she cares about. What does this mean?

"Qing'er, if you're really not satisfied, why don't we draw a more realistic one and post it? What do you think?"

He looked at her lovingly and teased her deliberately.

Yang Ruoqing gave him an angry look and curled her lips, "Come on, I don't have that kind of free time. Hey, just be ugly if you're ugly. Anyway, in reality, I'll still be pretty!"

After saying that, he picked up the rock sugar chrysanthemum tea and sipped it in small sips.

Wow, fetal chrysanthemum is fragrant, sweet and refreshing.

It tastes good.

Luo Fengtang couldn't help but raise his hand and rub her hair, "Don't be angry. When the Cao family and his son come to apologize to you later, you can settle the debt with them."

Yang Ruoqing nodded quickly, "That's necessary, including the capital and profits!"

Luo Fengtang laughed and hugged her into his arms.
Chapter completed!