Mr. Xiang teases her husband every day

Chapter 1

In the west of Nanling City, in the early morning, the dew on the leaves has not yet dried up. On the bluestone road with two horses wide, peddlers carrying burdens have already started to sell along the street. Teng Teng, the strong man who got up early and went to work exchanged five or six copper coins for a paper bag of steamed buns or buns, wrapped up and left in a hurry.In the distance, the sounds of hawking, juggling, and tinkling of ironware in the blacksmith shop made the place extraordinarily lively.Zhao Shen stayed in the dark, staring nervously at the entrance of an alley without blinking, for fear of missing anyone who came out of the alley.

The sun gradually rose to mid-air, Zhao Shen had to wait until someone finally came out of the alley slowly.It was a young scholar-like man wearing a square scarf, a blouse, and thick-soled moiré boots.

Zhao Shen stared at the slightly pale figure of the man in front of him, swaying every step, his eyes almost burst into flames.

Xiang Yuan!

These two words seemed to be grinded out of Zhao Shen's throat, carrying a chilling resentment.

If it wasn't for this person in front of him, if he hadn't been tormented by him for five years, not only made himself crippled and depressed, but also caused his father to die tragically, how could he accidentally kill this person when he was arguing with him? , thus dying in exile!

Fortunately, God has eyes!To be able to make him live again, completely reborn, he, Zhao Shen, should never be manipulated by others!This time, he will never follow the mistress's wishes to marry this person and ruin his life.

Seeing the man heading towards the Puji Temple outside the city, Zhao Shen touched the brick hidden in his bosom, and followed him quietly.

Zhao Shen is the second son of Zhao Juren in the east of Nanling City, it is not entirely correct to say that he is the second son.Because although Zhao Shen looks like a man, the bright red cinnabar mole on his chest has already shown that Zhao Shen is a young brother, a young brother who can marry and have children.Under normal circumstances, it is not possible to inherit the family property, nor can it be compared with the men in the family.What's more, Zhao Shen didn't come out of the belly of the head of the Zhao family's mistress, but crawled out of the belly of his father who was also the younger brother.

In his previous life, Zhao Shen knew that his father didn't like Dad.

Daliang has been manly since the opening of the dynasty, and later a famous male concubine was born in the emperor's harem, who has been favored for more than ten years. The fashion is more prosperous, especially the children of the scholarly family of the aristocratic family, it has always been the custom to love children and raise beautiful servants.But even so, the high-ranking families do not allow their children and grandchildren to marry men as their main wives. Those who like them are allowed, but they can only be servants.However, it is better for young brothers like Zhao Shen who can bear children to be servants, and the most difficult thing is for those men who are unable to have children.When you are young and beautiful, you can get pets for a few years. When you are old and have no children, you will end up badly.

Zhao Shen's father was born petite and delicate, soft and timid, even more delicate than a woman.Zhao Juzi has always been arty, but he was coaxed by a group of friends, so he carried Zhao Shen's father in in a daze. After being fresh for a while, Zhao Juzi lost interest.Not only once, Zhao Shen's father had Zhao Shen, but he failed to give birth to a son as he wished, at worst he would be a daughter, instead he gave birth to a brother just like him.Zhao Juzi's first wife is a formidable one. Within a year of marrying into the Zhao family, she gave birth to the eldest son and grandson, and added a thousand gold the following year. One month after Zhao Shen's father gave birth to Zhao Shen, he gave birth to the second one as he wished. Son, since then his position in the Zhao family is as stable as a rock, and he doesn't pay attention to Zhao Shen's father even more.

And Xiang Yuan, whom Zhao Shen was staring at, was just one of the many talents in Nanling City, with a better reputation.It's just that this reputation is not a good reputation.

He is mean, pedantic and dull, conceited and self-satisfied, and is despised by many students.It's just that Xiang Yuan's fate was good. When he was still in his infancy, his father made a family friendship with the Zhao family because of his classmate friendship with Zhao Juzi.

The Zhao family naturally looked down on Xiang Yuan, who had such a bad reputation, but they didn't want to blatantly regret the marriage, so they turned their ideas on Zhao Shen.Poor Zhao Shen is still dreaming of being able to start a family and start a business. He never thought that the Zhao family would marry him off.The saddest thing is that Xiang Yuan doesn't like men at all, what he cares about is girls who are warm, fragrant and soft.Therefore, Zhao Shen did not have an unexpected tragedy.

Puji Temple is located on Longding Mountain in the outskirts of the city. It is the beginning of autumn, and the air is crisp and breezy. Xiang Yuan in front of him seems to be enjoying himself, shaking his head and walking, muttering something in his mouth.Zhao Shen followed closely, his eyes fixed on Xiang Yuan's back, the weather should be cool and comfortable, but his forehead was densely covered with sweat, and the palms of his hands were also sticky and uncomfortable.But Zhao Shen didn't have time to take care of it, seeing Xiang Yuan turned into the tree-lined road, Zhao Shen looked around carefully, except for the occasional birdsong, there was no one there.

Zhao Shen clenched his lips, touched the brick in his arms, walked lightly, quickly followed, and before Xiang Yuan turned his head, he slapped the brick on the back of Xiang Yuan's head...

Uh, hiss, it really hurts his grandma!

Ma Dan, a fake monk with a crow's mouth!

Xiang Yuan regained consciousness, and before he opened his eyes, he was disturbed by the throbbing pain coming from the back of his head.Then he immediately remembered the fake monk he met before, the bloody disaster that opened his mouth and kept his mouth shut.

By the way, where is he putting it?Why do you see all tall trees, green, yellow, red leaves, and this day, it's so blue!

Xiang Yuan couldn't help stretching out his hand, wanting to grab the warm sunshine, but unexpectedly, this stretching out almost scared him out of mental illness.

This, whose hand is this?

Slender, pale, and most importantly, a shrunken version!

He is about 1.8 meters tall, and his skin is specially tanned to a wheat color. When did he become this ghostly?

The bottom of my heart was horrified, and after Jia's brain was injured, Xiang Yuan couldn't hold back, and passed out again.When he regained consciousness, before opening his eyes, he vaguely heard someone talking beside him.

"...It deserves it! You must have been beaten with a sap."

A slightly hoarse voice gloated.

"Let's not care?"

Another obviously clearer voice hesitated.

"I, Zhang Yan, don't want to be treated like a donkey for my good intentions. If I fail, I will be blamed. Let's go, go to the city and tell him that I am benevolent."

"Let's send him to the hospital. If he dies because of the reason we are desperate to save him, Bo Zhi will feel really uneasy."

"All right, all right, let's just do a good deed every day. I don't know who has killed this chap, tsk."

Xiang Yuan felt that someone kicked him a few times, and then he was roughly lifted up, the back of his head was shaken like this, and he suddenly throbbed in pain.Xiang Yuan couldn't help cursing secretly in his heart.

Damn, when did he become so unpopular?Not only was he almost plotted against, but the person he met didn't want to send him to the doctor!Just wait for him, and when he recovers, Mr. Xiang, these villains will never be spared!

It's a pity that Xiang Yuan hasn't realized at this time that he is no longer the unscrupulous Young Master Xiang in Sijiu City.

And when he realized this, Xiang Yuan was lying in the inner room of Huiren Hall in the west of Lizhong City with a dazed expression on his face.Elegant incense smokes from the three-legged copper stove, yellowed rough paper is pasted on the willow-leaf latticed windows, four black lacquered landscape screens stand beside the door in the room, and a fat-faced doctor with a long beard Sitting in front of the octagonal table, brushing up the prescriptions.Before Xiang Yuan recovered from the quaint environment around him, he was immediately stunned by the information rushing into his mind.

In the 11th year of Jing'an in Daliang, his surname was Xiang Mingyuan, and his style name was Congzi. He was twenty-three years old.As long as Xiang Yuan thinks that this person has no self-knowledge, a bottle full of half a bottle, swaying around, adding to the conversations of the students in the same county, he deeply feels the malice of God.

"Xiang Xiucai woke up?" The fat-faced doctor who was prescribing the prescription turned around and walked over holding a piece of paper full of words.Seeing Xiang Yuan frowning, he said in a calm manner: "Xiang Xiucai hurt the back of his head, so he shouldn't hurt his mind. The old man has already written the prescription, and asked the staff to pack the necessary medicinal materials. If they are used up, just ask someone to bring the prescription to fetch the medicine." That’s it. During the recuperation period, avoid eating spicy, raw or cold food. Don’t eat too much at each meal. If you feel dizzy and vomit, send someone to inform you, and the old man will come to the door. Oh, when you get married in the future, don’t drink alcohol drank."

After the doctor's words fell, Xiang Yuan just received this message in his mind, and immediately his whole body was in a bad mood.Thinking of his famous Young Master Xiang, even if he is a crook, the people in Sijiu City who are crying and shouting to join him can form a reinforced platoon.It's not the best, he doesn't even have the interest to take a look at it, when did he fall to the point where he wants to marry a man who doesn't know whether he is round or flat?

Could it be that this is retribution? !

Xiang Yuan's face was full of black lines, if he didn't know in his heart that he really couldn't go back, he would have regretted the marriage every minute.Now bearing the name of Xiang Yuan here, this relative, he has to make it if he can't.