Rise From the Humble

Chapter 1963 Great Favor

"Why can't women be given to women? Our servants have made great contributions, and I can't think of any rewards. So I will find a girl from among the family's children, betroth her to her, and reward her with dozens of taels of silver to settle down. I'm sure she will be happy. He kowtowed and thanked me, and he has been loyal to our family since then. When he gives birth to a child, we will have another slave to serve him."

Mrs. Wang's dissatisfied defense cited an example of how she rewarded servants for meritorious services to support her proposal.

"Haha, are you asking the emperor to send him a palace maid?" Wang Shilang said sarcastically.

"What kind of palace maid? How can a palace maid do anything? Doesn't the emperor have a princess? Isn't the princess not married yet? To give him the princess in marriage and recruit him to be his consort, isn't this a great favor? Which of you men has never been lucky enough since childhood? The number one scholar’s ​​dream to become the consort?! Regardless of how much Zhu Pingan has done, it is more than enough to marry him to a princess. From now on, he and the emperor will be a family. This is such a great favor."

"Besides, Zhu Ping'an isn't the number one son-in-law. When the emperor is looking for a son-in-law, is there any better son-in-law candidate than the number one son-in-law? He directly helps the emperor solve the problem of recruiting a son-in-law. Isn't this the best of both worlds?!"

Mrs. Wang became more and more excited as she spoke. Finally, she stretched out her big chubby hand and patted Mr. Wang on the shoulder.

This time, Wang Shilang's shoulder was almost broken. Wang Shilang grinned in pain and broke out in cold sweat.

However, he ignored the pain and excitedly stretched out his hand to slap the table, "Princess, I'm looking for a son-in-law, my consort. That's right. Why didn't I think of that? Hahaha, madam, I didn't expect that you really have two brushes. You can do this for the emperor." Son-in-law, what a genius idea.”

He is so happy now.

He was so happy now. Even looking at his fat wife, who he usually disliked so much, he felt that her features were so delicate and beautiful. When he was so excited, he stood up and hugged his fat wife's fat face, and took a bite.

"Disgusting, you are so bad, Master."

The fat wife shyly pushed Wang Shilang's shoulder, making him stagger, then picked up Wang Shilang and walked to the bed in the study.

It truly illustrates that sentence, don’t tease me if it’s okay, you will be

"Sir, you are so powerful. Please drink the ginseng and wolfberry soup." Mrs. Wang was dissatisfied with her desire and handed the ginseng soup to Wang Shilang.

Wang Shilang held his waist and took a sip of ginseng and wolfberry soup with a grin on his face. Then he grinned even more because it was so hot, "His, it's so hot."

This cup of ginseng and wolfberry soup had just come out of the pot when Mrs. Wang brought it to her. It only took a few minutes until now. It is normal for it to be a little hot.

"Okay, madam, you go back and rest. I'll perfect the plan for recruiting a consort. I can't wait to show it to Yan Xiaoge. Hahaha, this time I finally fulfilled my mission."

Holding his broken waist, Wang Shilang came up with the genius idea of ​​recruiting a consort and couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.

He had already thought of the scene where Yan Shifan praised him.

He is very confident about this.

"I'll go back after the master has finished drinking." Mrs. Wang said with dissatisfaction. She now wished that she could drink ginseng and wolfberry soup for Mr. Wang every time.

This old waist is too useless!

I can’t shake it even a few times!

She could only get started every time, and she had never experienced the blissful enjoyment that her best friend mentioned.

It was so bad that when she looked at the majestic servants in the house recently, she wanted to drag them into the room and squeeze them severely. However, the risk after the Dong Chuang incident was too great, so she could only endure it.

Seeing that it was her idea to recruit the consort, Wang Shilang rarely obediently drank the ginseng and wolfberry soup in one gulp with a grin on his face.

"Master, please go to bed early." Mrs. Wang saw that Mr. Wang had finished drinking the ginseng and wolfberry soup and walked away with his fat waist twisted.

"Okay, okay." Wang Shilang supported his old waist and said calmly, and had already begun to write the reward plan with a splash of ink.

His thoughts surged, and he wrote like a god. Almost in one stroke, Wang Shilang formulated Zhu Ping'an's reward plan.

Marriage to Princess Ning'an

Promoted to Prince Consort Captain

A bounty of one thousand taels, ten thousand taels of silver, a thousand acres of fertile land, and hundreds of bolts of silk, ahem, are actually the princess's dowry.

The more he read the written reward plan, the more satisfied Wang Shilang became, his face flushed and he could hardly close his mouth.

He couldn't wait to show it to Mr. Yan Xiaoge. Wang Shilang couldn't stop for a moment. He supported Mr. Yan's waist and couldn't wait to leave the study with the plan. As he walked, he shouted to the steward to prepare the sedan.

"Steward, steward, where did you go? Prepare your sedan chair quickly, sir, I'm going to Yan's Mansion." Wang Shilang shouted repeatedly.

"Here we come, here we come, sir." The steward, sweating profusely, led a few bearers and ran over carrying the sedan chair.

"Hurry, go to Yan's Mansion as fast as you can." Wang Shilang sat in the sedan and ordered eagerly.

"Give me all the energy to feed you." The steward wanted to whip a few bearers.

After running all the way, the sedan quickly arrived in front of the gate of Yan's Mansion. Several bearers put down the sedan and sat down, foaming at the mouth.

"I want to meet Mr. Xiao Ge."

As soon as the sedan chair landed, Wang Shilang ran out and ran into Yan's mansion as fast as he saw his biological father.

"Mr. Wang, I'm sorry, Mr. Xiaoge is not at home at the moment. He went to Mr. Luo's house to drink tea."

Menzi said quickly behind Wang Shilang.

"ah?!"

When Wang Shilang heard this, he made an emergency stop. Because he had stayed up late for a long time, and his waist had just been broken by his fat wife, when he braked, he fell like a dog and fell into the flower bed next to him, chewing a mouthful of mud. .

"Is Mr. Ge at home?" Wang Shilang got up from the flower bed, wiped the mud from his mouth, and asked quickly.

"Mr. Ge has gone to serve on an errand before the Holy Master," Menzi replied.

"You said that Xiaoge always went to Mr. Luo's house to drink tea, but this Mr. Luo is Mr. Luo Longwenluo?" Wang Shilang asked.

"It's Lord Luo Longwen. There is good tea in Lord Luo's house. Mr. Xiao Ge has to taste it every once in a while."

Menzi replied.

"I have something urgent to report, so I'll take the liberty of going to Mr. Luo's house to meet Mr. Xiao Ge." Wang Shilang turned around and walked out.

"Go to Lord Luo Longwen's house, hurry, hurry, the sooner the better." Wang Shilang got into the sedan after leaving Yan's mansion and ordered impatiently.

Several sedan bearers who were frothing at the mouth almost lost their breath when they heard this. They were already frothing at the mouth just now, and they would still be vomiting blood if they ran away.

However, there was nothing they could do. Who asked them to eat from Wang Shilang's house? They could only grit their teeth and hold on.

Fortunately, in order to flatter Yan Mansion, Luo Longwen lived not far from Yan Mansion, just a street away. The several bearers finally did not vomit blood, but they just foamed at the mouth again and walked on the ground for a long time and could not get up. .

"Brother Luo, Brother Luo, I have taken the liberty to come to visit you. I really have something important to report to Mr. Xiao Ge." Wang Shilang ran out of the sedan again, went straight to the Luo Mansion, took out a waistband and threw it to the door, and ran in quickly . (End of chapter)

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