Chapter 947
"Well, that's the money fan." The smile on her lips deepened.
Ning Lang, the only son of the Lord of Ningcheng City, loves money as much as his life and is extremely stingy. Besides being a miser, he also has a special way of making money. It is said that when he was one year old, he held up a golden abacus and two gold ingots. When he was five years old, he already knew how to make money. When he was eight years old, he had helped his father behind the scenes. It can be said that the prosperity of Ningcheng city could not be separated from this love of money The life of Ning Lang.
"You want to send that fan to hell mountain? You don't have to think about it. He only cares about how to make money all day. He won't be interested in going to hell mountain Duanye waved her hand and said, unexpectedly, Feng Jiu came here to find the money fan.
"How? There are many valuable things in the hell mountains. As long as he likes money, he will not refuse our invitation Her eyes moved, and a little smile twinkled in her eyes.
Seeing that he didn't believe it, duanye didn't say: "when you see him, you will know. He is that person, how to say it! He did not miss any chance to make money, but at the same time, he also cherished his life. As he said, he had to enjoy it when he made money. Therefore, he didn't want to do dangerous things, so as not to lose all his life carelessly and spend too much money when he died
Smell speech, Feng nine light smile: "pour is an interesting person, go!" She walked forward, swallowing the clouds at her feet.
Section of the night to see, with a bit of helplessness on the baby's face, followed to go inside.
"If you want to find him, go to the Lord's house directly! He may be at home Duan ye said, and asked the way down, then went to the city Lord's house with Feng Jiu.
"Who is it?" The guard of the city Lord's house stopped two people to ask.
"I want to see you little city Lord. You go in and preach, and say that you will look for him some night." Holding a baby face, duanye stood with his hands in his hands, and his purple clothes and robes were of noble spirit.
The guards looked at each other and said, "wait a minute." So, one person quickly went in to pass the message.
In the city Lord's house, in the study, a young man was counting the accounts with a golden abacus. At this time, the voice of waiters came from the door.
"Young master, there are two people coming from outside. One of them said that he was called duanye to look for the young master."
"Duanye?" Burying his head to calculate the account, the young man slightly stopped and looked up in surprise: "how did he run here?"
"Young master, do you want to see them or let them go?" Asked the boy outside.
"Ask them to go into the front hall. I'll be there later."
"Yes." The boy attends and goes out to report.
Outside, Feng Jiu and Duan ye were invited into the city Lord's house and took them to the front hall. The one who led the way was an old man who, according to his self introduction, was the housekeeper of the Ning family.
"Ha ha, two young masters, please have a cup of tea and have some snacks. My young master will be here soon." The old man said with a smile, let people on the tea, prepared snacks, then back out, waiting outside the hall.
Feng Jiu looked at the Ning mansion and couldn't help but tut said: "from the inside to the outside, it's resplendent. How can you see it? It's a rich man!"
From the entrance to the city gate, whether it's the bricks on the ground or on the wall, the construction of pavilions and pavilions, it can almost be said that it's glittering and luxurious. It's the Royal Palace of the royal family, which can't be compared with here.
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Ning Lang, the only son of the Lord of Ningcheng City, loves money as much as his life and is extremely stingy. Besides being a miser, he also has a special way of making money. It is said that when he was one year old, he held up a golden abacus and two gold ingots. When he was five years old, he already knew how to make money. When he was eight years old, he had helped his father behind the scenes. It can be said that the prosperity of Ningcheng city could not be separated from this love of money The life of Ning Lang.
"You want to send that fan to hell mountain? You don't have to think about it. He only cares about how to make money all day. He won't be interested in going to hell mountain Duanye waved her hand and said, unexpectedly, Feng Jiu came here to find the money fan.
"How? There are many valuable things in the hell mountains. As long as he likes money, he will not refuse our invitation Her eyes moved, and a little smile twinkled in her eyes.
Seeing that he didn't believe it, duanye didn't say: "when you see him, you will know. He is that person, how to say it! He did not miss any chance to make money, but at the same time, he also cherished his life. As he said, he had to enjoy it when he made money. Therefore, he didn't want to do dangerous things, so as not to lose all his life carelessly and spend too much money when he died
Smell speech, Feng nine light smile: "pour is an interesting person, go!" She walked forward, swallowing the clouds at her feet.
Section of the night to see, with a bit of helplessness on the baby's face, followed to go inside.
"If you want to find him, go to the Lord's house directly! He may be at home Duan ye said, and asked the way down, then went to the city Lord's house with Feng Jiu.
"Who is it?" The guard of the city Lord's house stopped two people to ask.
"I want to see you little city Lord. You go in and preach, and say that you will look for him some night." Holding a baby face, duanye stood with his hands in his hands, and his purple clothes and robes were of noble spirit.
The guards looked at each other and said, "wait a minute." So, one person quickly went in to pass the message.
In the city Lord's house, in the study, a young man was counting the accounts with a golden abacus. At this time, the voice of waiters came from the door.
"Young master, there are two people coming from outside. One of them said that he was called duanye to look for the young master."
"Duanye?" Burying his head to calculate the account, the young man slightly stopped and looked up in surprise: "how did he run here?"
"Young master, do you want to see them or let them go?" Asked the boy outside.
"Ask them to go into the front hall. I'll be there later."
"Yes." The boy attends and goes out to report.
Outside, Feng Jiu and Duan ye were invited into the city Lord's house and took them to the front hall. The one who led the way was an old man who, according to his self introduction, was the housekeeper of the Ning family.
"Ha ha, two young masters, please have a cup of tea and have some snacks. My young master will be here soon." The old man said with a smile, let people on the tea, prepared snacks, then back out, waiting outside the hall.
Feng Jiu looked at the Ning mansion and couldn't help but tut said: "from the inside to the outside, it's resplendent. How can you see it? It's a rich man!"
From the entrance to the city gate, whether it's the bricks on the ground or on the wall, the construction of pavilions and pavilions, it can almost be said that it's glittering and luxurious. It's the Royal Palace of the royal family, which can't be compared with here.
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