Han Zeyu, who returned with a full load, showed off to Su Shien. It was just some empty talk, and he did it very casually.
He also took the opportunity to criticize a parasite who was just sitting there doing nothing, procrastinating, and eating other people's food without doing anything else.
He deserves to be punished for daring to delay his readers from reading his masterpiece.
Su Shien was puzzled: "Didn't they say that the manuscript should be finished by the middle of next month?"
Han Zeyu said proudly, "I advanced the payment to the end of this month."
Well, poor Jiang Mingyue can be said to have shot herself in the foot.
"Can he finish it by the end of the month?"
"Of course I can't finish it. When he's late with the manuscript, I'll pretend to be embarrassed and give him two days. Wouldn't he be so touched?"
Imagine that you failed to finish your homework on the last day of winter or summer vacation and you were so anxious that you got blisters on your mouth.
Suddenly I received a notice from the school that the start of school would be postponed for two days due to extreme weather. At that time, it would not be an exaggeration to say that I felt like I had survived a disaster, right?
Su Shien felt the same way. As the saying goes, he asked for a high price and bargained hard. He not only advanced the deadline but also won people's hearts. His identity as a black-hearted boss was finally revealed.
Han. Capitalist. Zeyu, with the latest information he had integrated, went to Tiezhu to harvest his admiration points.
"According to reliable information, Zhao Xun went to Changning Temple to worship the God of Wealth and even had his fortune told by a fortune teller."
Tiezhu looked at his master with great admiration. He had also been out for half a day. He desperately snatched two handkerchiefs, and received three cold stares and a series of "get out!" in return.
On the other hand, his master actually found so much useful information.
Han Zeyu nodded slightly reservedly. There was nothing he could do about it. He was just that powerful.
Tiezhu couldn't wait to ask, "What fortune did he ask for? Was it for marriage?"
Han Zeyu felt a long-lost sense of sympathy and carefully considered his words, wondering how to not hurt Tiezhu's self-esteem.
Turn around, you stupid brain! A pure young man is still waiting for your answer!
Yes, that’s right!
"Zhao Xun knelt in front of the God of Wealth Temple for a long time and even traded his marriage for wealth."
"W-what? Does that mean I'm out of luck?"
"Are you stupid? Think about it from another perspective. Zhao Xun exchanged his other romantic encounters for wealth. Aren't you his only true love?"
Tiezhu thought about it carefully and it seemed to be true. Does that mean that his spring will soon come?
Han Zeyu shook his head helplessly. Zhao Xun had no desires in terms of emotions. Since Tiezhu had slipped through the net, he had no choice.
As for whether Zhao Xun is willing to get married?
Han Zeyu felt that given Zhao Xun's personality, if he really didn't want to, he would definitely talk to him first.
Zhao Xun's experiences since childhood determined that he could not and would not actively pursue someone.
Tiezhu's relentless attacking style of pursuit is something that most people would not be able to withstand.
But Zhao Xun endured it and even got engaged to Tiezhu, which indirectly proved that he had a place for Tiezhu in his heart.
After Han Zeyu's careful analysis, Tiezhu almost cried. He was special and Zhao Xun had him in his heart.
This time it was Han Zeyu who envied Tiezhu. He took the dross and discarded the essence, and only listened to what he wanted to hear. It was definitely a god-level operation.
"If you keep working harder, victory will be just around the corner."
Tiezhu clenched his fist to show his loyalty and vowed not to disappoint his master's expectations of him.
Su Shien hurried by, completely confused. What were these two people arguing about? It was completely baffling.
Tiezhu opened fire at full power, circling around Zhao Xun like a peacock with its tail spread out.
Before we knew it, it was March 3rd, the Dai New Year, which was also the day Xiao Hongjin had originally planned to hand over the throne.
Unfortunately, things did not go as planned, and the news from the capital was not very serious.
The emperor claimed that he was unwilling to believe that his young and strong uncle had passed away and he could not accept it.
Xiao Hongjin was speechless, thinking to himself, how many times have they met? He still didn't want to believe it and couldn't accept it.
No one cares whether you can accept it or not. Instead, they have issued the edict of succession. He is still waiting for his son to inherit his father's business!
The emperor, who was thousands of miles away, pretended to be deaf and dumb, crazy and stupid, and acted pretentiously, and simply refused to issue the edict of succession.
As long as Xiao Hongjin does not get the recognition from the capital, his position will be unjust.
The most infuriating thing is that although he is in the southwestern fiefdom, he cannot break off relations with the emperor, because that would give the other party an opportunity to take back power.
The second son, Xiao Hongxuan, was gloating over his father's misfortune. His father had three sons. The eldest was in power, and the third was favored. He was stuck in the middle and felt very embarrassed.
Let it drag on. The longer it is, the better it will be for him.
The third son, Xiao Hongyu, did not dare to express his opinion. His backer had fallen, so it was better for him to be careful with his words and actions to avoid being hated by his brothers.
Everyone knew what the emperor was up to, but they had no other choice. After all, the arm could never twist the thigh.
Important festivals will not end because of the death of Prince Rui, so even if they are unwilling, the three masters of Prince Rui's mansion have to step forward to take charge of the situation.
Tiezhu invited Zhao Xun to participate in the Water-Splashing Festival. Zhao Xun thought that it was the busy time for spring plowing in his hometown.
This opportunity is rare, and he also wants to go and broaden his horizons.
Han Zeyu was familiar with the place and had already taken Su Shien away, creating an opportunity for the two of them to be alone.
Su Shien looked around. A chance to be alone? Are you pretending that this huge crowd doesn't exist?
Han Zeyu laughed at him for being old-fashioned. As long as there are waves in his heart, there are oars in his hands. As long as people are having fun, anywhere can be a bed.
Zhao Xun joined the battle with Tiezhu. With Tiezhu as his human shield, Zhao Xun was not too embarrassed when he was splashed.
Life has been quite peaceful recently. That shadowy gaze hasn't appeared for a long time, and has been replaced by the constant harassment from Tiezhu.
Habit is a terrible thing. Imperceptibly, he seems to have gotten used to having a silly guy by his side.
Han Zeyu in the attic had an excited expression on his face, as if he had hit upon something. As expected of him, there was absolutely no possibility that he had matched the wrong couple.
Su Shien called the two back. Since things had come to this, he had to make a clear statement.
Uncle Zhong had already prepared all the items needed for the wedding, and he only needed to wait for them to agree, and the wedding would be done right away.
At this critical moment, it was natural for Su Shien to take charge of the situation, and the unreliable Han Zeyu could only listen obediently.
Tiezhu was confused. What was going on? A trial by three judges?
Su Shien looked serious and asked solemnly, "Tiezhu, do you want to marry Zhao Xun?"
Tiezhu said without hesitation: "Of course I did."
"Zhao Xun, are you willing to marry Tiezhu?"
Zhao Xun didn't say anything, his expression was a little confused...
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