Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo

Chapter 956

When Taketori heard what Kaguya was reading, he almost fainted on the spot.

Fujiwara couldn't wait to be in a daze. Due to his mental frustration, he said without a word on the spot: "How is it possible? I paid the money! And when did I make a nominee?"

As soon as the voice fell, Fujiwara felt wrong without waiting, but after all, the words had been exported and could not be retrieved.

The two Onmyojis who were protecting Fujiwara's waiting, covered their faces with their sleeves, as if they didn't recognize him, and then bowed their heads and got up and left without saying anything.

They only felt that they were ashamed of protecting Fujiwara. What this Minister Right did was simply unheard of.

Although they are all fakes, at any rate, the Minister Zuo has fallen into bankruptcy, and it is considered intentional. Fujiwara is not better than waiting, not only fraud, but also no money!

Fujiwara couldn't wait to cry without tears. As the head of the Fujiwara Patriarch, he was the Minister of the Right, and some of them were wealthy. Even if this tamagot was wasting money, he could not afford it. It is better now. From tomorrow, the Minister of the Right will not give the money. Rumors will spread all over the world! It is estimated that Fujiwara can't wait until he can't go out, otherwise he will be laughed at by others, and he is really shameless to see relatives and friends. He is also well-known, but notorious! In this ancient time where reputation was important, Fujiwara could not wait for a caesarean section to apologize.

His complexion changed a few times. He remembered that he had handed it over to the prostitute of Su Wo. He knew it was awkward. He suddenly stood up from the tatami and shouted in anger and crying: " The prostitute mistaken me, the prostitute mistaken me!!"

No more face to see people, Fujiwara bowed his head and walked outside the house.

At this time, a small wind blew outside the house. I don't know if it was deliberate. The curtain that blocked Ryogi's fall blew a corner under the breeze, and his figure appeared in Fujiwara's eyes.

After a meal, at the moment he saw Liang Yiluo, his face was crying and laughing, as if he understood everything at once.

It's just that he is still a little sensible, and he didn't dare to turn his face with Liang Yiluo, hiding his face and going away.

Taketoriya, which was still lively before, suddenly quieted down.

"Hey……"

Taketori Weng sighed, frustrated, and the whole person was a little tired, "I thought these high-ranking officials and nobles were gentlemen, but I thought that all of them were deceived people! Daughter, but my father almost harmed you. If you marry It's these people who crowed and thieves really hurt you. It doesn't matter, my father will not talk about the marriage in the future."

After speaking, Taketori Weng dragged a somewhat old body and stood up to go back to his house.

Hui Ye felt a little guilty for a while, she quickly got up to help Zhutori Weng, and she was about to take him back to her room to rest.

Although it was Taketori Ong who wanted her to marry, these difficult and playful behaviors were ultimately Kaguya's own thoughts, and she also made them herself. She felt a little uncomfortable seeing Afather's loss now.

"Why the old man should be in a hurry, there is still one short of the proposer."

Liang Yiluo pulled the curtain open at this moment, and saw him sitting cross-legged on the ground, and said with a smile.

"Master Liangyi, please don't toss the little old man..."

Taketori Ong said with a wry smile.

"The so-called great compassion is great joy. Why don't you sit down and rest and let me show you and Huiye?"

With a slender finger stretched out, a beautiful bead suddenly slid out from the cuff of Liang Yiluo.

The five elements circulate on the beads, the yin and yang are complex, with seven colors of light blooming, and a dragon-shaped phantom is turning clouds and raining in it. It is just a shadow, but it makes people feel that they are facing the majes of the sky and born in sincere awe.

"this is?"

Taketori Ong's face was startled, and then he smiled and said, "The little old man, let's see what Master Liangyi wants to show me!"

After all, he let Hui Ye sit in the same place, and he also sat back, but with a smile on his face, unlike before.

Penglai Shan Huiye stiffened with a sad face because of Taketori's sigh, and then became even more sad.

That is the jade of the dragon head, Penglai Mountain Huiye, will not admit mistakes...

Chapter 0212 are all calculations!

The ashamed Fujiwara Bubi waited to return to the Fujiwara House, scolded all his retainers away, and ordered someone to find Su Wo's prostitute.

Su my prostitute didn't know that Fujiwara Bubi was angry, and came to his living room with a charming smile.

"Master Fujiwara doesn't know what's the matter with calling a concubine?"

Su Wo prostitute lowered his head and greeted respectfully.

"Bastard stuff!!"

"Snapped!!"

After seeing Suwo's ​​prostitute, Fujiwara Bubi waited and furious, and even before thinking about it, he slapped it with a big slap in the face.

"what!!!"

With a scream from the prostitute, Fujiwara's whole person was flew away by Fujiwara. In the sound of clanging, he shattered a piece of tea set and porcelain on the table and collapsed to the ground.

Reluctantly getting up from the ground, Su Wo prostitute knelt on the ground tremblingly, moved with his knees, and came to Fujiwara Bubi.

"Look up!"

Fujiwara couldn't wait for an angry scream, Su Wo prostitute did not dare to resist, raised her head, and saw that her well-maintained face was swollen, disheveled, and blood was flowing from the corners of her mouth, and her face was full of horror.

The people who guarded the house spontaneously left, not dare to provoke Fujiwara's irritation now.

"Big, sir, concubine, concubine, what did the concubine do wrong..."

Sue my prostitute didn't know what she had done wrong, but facing Fujiwara's unwillingness to wait, she had no idea of ​​disobeying.

"You still have the face to ask!"

Thinking of the ruin of his own reputation, not only was he unable to marry Kaguya Ji, but also the political journey was blurred. He only felt that his whole body and internal organs were being burned. That anger made him almost crazy!

"Snapped!"

"Ahhhhh...Don't fight Mr. Fujiwara, don't fight Mr. Fujiwara."

Su Wo prostitute crying, begging for mercy, was held by Fujiwara's hair, punched and kicked, and staged domestic violence to the extreme.

Until the bruise and face that had been beaten by Suwa's prostitute, Fujiwara was panting, feeling a little relieved.

Seeing the blood-stained Su Wo prostitute lying on the ground, thinking of this couple who had been in hair for more than 20 years, Fujiwara was in tears. As a high-ranking official, he started to cry.

Thinking of his age as a weak crown, inheriting the promise of his career, after his own hard work, he finally developed the Fujiwara family to the present level, but he was ruined by such a simple thing by a woman!

"What's wrong with your lord, what the **** are you? If you want to beat a cheap maid, please beat a cheap maid, but don't cry."

Sue my prostitute was also crying, a couple, in this luxurious room, crying bitterly.

After crying for a while, Fujiwara finally felt better in his heart. He raised his head and looked at the ceiling in confusion, muttering to himself, "I blame you, I blame you..."

Just so decadent, Fujiwara Bubi waited to say all the things that happened today, and then he hated iron and steel and looked at Su me whore, angrily said: "I know women are jealous, you don't want me to marry Kaguya Ji Then I left you in the cold, and I can understand this. Even if you are struggling to fight for favor, I don’t blame you! But, how can you, how can you...how can you do this kind of careless thing! You! It’s not good to think of any way to stop me, I must, must not give the craftsman money!"

Speaking of the end, Fujiwara could not wait until he staggered, and fell on a chair, breathing hard, and his whole person was as old as dozens of years old.

"My lord, my lord! Whether you hit me or scold me, don't get angry."