Happy Marriage

An Sheng stood in front of the Zuisheng Building and hesitated for a while, and finally felt unwilling. It happened that there were several wealthy young men with oily heads and powdered noodles in front of each other, chatting and laughing with each other and stepping into the door, and those girls who were flamboyantly surrounded by stinky flies immediately surrounded them, scratching their heads and making poses, almost all charming.

Seeing that the opportunity could not be missed, An Sheng gritted his teeth and followed him with his head down.

Some sisters also stopped An Sheng suspiciously.

An Sheng pointed to the front, lying without blinking his eyelids: "My maidservant."

The elder sister who stopped An Sheng looked her up and down suspiciously, with obvious disbelief.

"My son has a goat's horn wind, and he will smoke it anytime, anywhere. If there is something wrong, can you guys afford it?"

An Sheng's words were firm and his attitude was arrogant, which coaxed the sister into a stunned moment. Fortunately, another benefactor who was full of fat and belly came in swaggeringly behind him, and the sister suddenly lost interest in interrogating An Sheng's identity, so she bypassed her and called out softly.

An Sheng took a turn, avoiding the right and wrong places, holding a tea tray as a cover, sneaking around for a week, being embarrassed by the successive obscenities, loud noises, and shameful words, and he didn't know what Meng Jinglun really was. where?

When he was at a loss and almost fled, the door of an elegant room on the second floor opened unexpectedly, and a handsome man in a silver shirt came out in embarrassment, and cupped his hands at the door: "Thank you, Xiongtai, for your hospitality today. Meng Mou has no blessings to endure this love, so here is the guilt and take a step back."

An Sheng's heart was filled with joy, Meng? Could it be that after stepping through the iron shoes, there is nowhere to find it, and it takes no effort to get it. He is the Meng Jinglun he is looking for?

The man in the silver shirt made a polite greeting, and then the queen of the warehouse retreated, like avoiding a flood and beasts.

Behind him were two sisters who were leaning on the building and laughing.

The man in the silver shirt jumped in shock, and bowed in fear, "The girl is offended."

When the two sisters saw the handsome young master, they were full of anger, and the autumn waves were rippling, and they laughed in a greasy voice: "Young master is very polite, the beautiful time is beautiful, the flowers are beautiful, and the three lives of the slave family are lucky to meet. "

The two behaved frivolously and sloppily. The man in the silver shirt immediately blushed with embarrassment, and cupped his hands again and again: "The girl is absurd, but it's just a chance encounter. Meng has no intention of offending, girl, please respect yourself."

How could the elder sister let him go so easily? Seeing that he was pedantic, he knew that he was the best nerd to deceive, and he rushed forward to pull him.

It was the hardest to endure the grace of a beautiful woman. The man in the silver shirt turned pale with fright and stepped back like a snake and scorpion. Not far behind him was the stairs, and he stepped on the air and rolled down from the stairs in an instant.

The crowd exclaimed for a while, and people rushed out of the elegant room, and they were shocked: "Brother Jinglun!"

After An Sheng was shocked, he was sure that he was Meng Jinglun, so he rushed out without hesitation, rushed to Meng Jinglun, and called out anxiously, "Master!"

Meng Jinglun's eyes slammed into gold stars, and he was full of meat and meat and eight elements. When the crowd gathered around, he took a breath of cold air and frowned and lifted his eyelids.

"Master, are you okay?" An Sheng asked cautiously.

Meng Jinglun rolled his eyes and glanced at An Sheng, who was dressed in a maid's costume, and suddenly became a little puzzled, like falling into a cloud and fog.

An Sheng didn't allow him to speak, and immediately preempted him: "Master, you shouldn't be confused, right? You don't even know the slaves? The slaves are the green oranges served by the madam. The madam sent me to find the young master and return to the house."

Meng Jinglun is not stupid. If he was ordinary, he would definitely be suspicious and get to the bottom of it. First, the face is unfamiliar, and the attire is also unfamiliar. Second, even if the government sends servants to look for him, it should be an errand boy. How can the maid go to such a pickled place?

But at this time, Meng Jinglun was almost scratching his ears and cheeks in pain, and his brain was dizzy. Where could he think about these things?

He nodded dazedly: "It just hurts me!"

Seeing that his arms and legs were moving freely, An Sheng should not have any serious problems, but he had an idea and reached out his hand to hold him down: "Young master, don't move around, if you hurt your muscles and bones, it will be bad, but don't suffer any symptoms. "

Meng Jinglun was a nerd and stopped struggling immediately.

Four or five wealthy children poured out "Hula La" in the elegant room, "Den Deng" went downstairs, but surrounded Meng Jinglun gloating: "Then find a doctor quickly, tomorrow will be Jinglun brother Xiao Dengke. Hi, but you can be cold and wronged the bride."

The others burst into laughter: "Today, I originally wanted to invite Brother Jinglun to come and have a meat meal on the back of Lord Meng Shilang, but I didn't expect that I would be so ignorant and let down the kindness of the beauty, and I still ended up like this. Embarrassed."

An Sheng sneered, his heart was not angry, he couldn't help but secretly spit: It's too sinister! How did Meng Jinglun make such a group of friends?

In the middle of the dynasty, there was a clear order prohibiting court officials from whoring, prostitutes, and prostitutes. Those who violated the order would be dismissed and investigated, and they would not be employed for life.

Although Meng Jinglun did not enter the official position, if he spread it out, wouldn't it tarnish his reputation? Ruined the future?

These people want to drag Meng Jinglun into the sewage, not to mention it for the time being, and they also open their mouths and deliberately publicize Meng Jinglun's identity in public, which is simply bad intentions.

At first, An Sheng was really annoyed that Meng Jinglun went in and out of this fireworks and willow alley, but seeing that he just pulled away in a panic, treating people politely, without the slightest bit of Meng Lang, thinking that he should not be a person who is in the same boat as these prostitutes. Now that she is being harassed by a group of bad friends, she is instantly angry and somewhat protective of her shortcomings!

It's just that I have a big business today, how can I make extra efforts? He could only swallow his anger, vent his anger on Meng Jinglun, and scolded Huai.

"Madam learned that Young Master Lu actually brought you to such a smoky place, she knew that she would suffer a loss, and sent the servants to look for it. You have always obeyed the rules and loved yourself. How could you ever come to such a sinister person? The place? It's hard not to be counted. Hurry up and go back to the house with the slaves to see a doctor, don't delay the injury."

Meng Jinglun was probably the first time in his life that he was so robbed by a servant. He forgot the pain for a while, and his face was dazed and dumbfounded.

An Sheng raised his face and scolded the so-called "classmates" unceremoniously: "Don't hurry up and help, you coaxed and persuaded my son to come here, you should send it back in full. Now that my young master is seriously injured, are you still standing by?"

A little girl's mouth is so powerful that those scholars who are usually eloquent and eloquent are stunned.

I have the intention to teach a few words, but seeing Meng Jinglun lying on the ground unable to move, I am really afraid of what will happen. In a hurry, he went out and called the coachman, stepped forward to lift Meng Jinglun in a hurry, left the Zuisheng Building, and went straight to the carriage outside the door.

Would An Sheng miss the opportunity? Recklessly, he bent over and got on the carriage before taking the first step, and shouted loudly, "My son's legs must not be touched. I'm afraid that he will hurt his bones, so be careful."

Secretly twisted Meng Jinglun, in exchange for a scream.

Those hustlers and dogs were busy shirk their responsibilities and complained about "disappointing", so they went back to the Zuisheng Building without hesitation, who cares about his life or death?

The coachman whipped his whip and headed straight to the Meng House. An Sheng lifted the curtain and said "slow and steady", and withdrew into the carriage, only she and Meng Jinglun were the two of them.

An Sheng muttered angrily: "Tomorrow is someone who will have a wife, and he deserves this crime to come to such a ridiculous place."

Meng Jinglun's mind finally cleared up a little at this time. He looked at An Sheng suspiciously, and asked without answering, "Who are you? Why don't I remember that there is such a pungent girl as you in the house? How dare you attack this young master."

An Sheng didn't hide it at this time, he sighed and said, "Brother Meng, I'm An Sheng, Xia Ansheng."