Vol 3 Chapter 155: Wang, Wang, Wang

Chapter One Five Five Wang, Wang, Wang
Having worked in Fugui Town and even Fugui County for three years, Dongfang Shuo naturally belongs to the group of people who first became rich.
He could not build huge mansions like Yun Lang, Huo Qubing and Cao Xiang, occupying large areas of fertile land.
There is no way to make a family that is neither large nor small like Li Gan's.
He could only build a three-entry house in Fugui County closest to Lishan to satisfy his benevolent Leshan's wishes.
This place was originally the land of Dongfang Shuo, his most intimate garden. Here, he likes to sing the wind and sing the moon naked, song, dance ...
Today, he is very neatly dressed and sits in the pavilion tasting tea.
It is a very luxurious thing for him to drink new tea in June days. Only when his wife visits Yun ’s wife to visit Yun ’s wife can she get some gifts. Therefore, he drank very greedy.
He had to taste each sip of tea for a long time before swallowing it reluctantly. He wanted to taste the fragrance in the tea without leaving a trace.
Liang Ji sat on his knees opposite him, and when he saw that the East was still full of emotions, he prepared to throw away the unflavored tea leaves and brew new tea for him.
Dongfang Shuo held Liang Ji's hand, took out tea leaves from the small pottery pot, and slowly chewed into his mouth.
"Liang Ji, if you were willing to leave with 50,000 yuan, and your own skills, then 50,000 yuan should become 100,000 yuan, right?"
Dongfang Shuo looked tenderly at Liang Ji's uplifted abdomen.
Liang Ji smiled and said: "However, the concubine now saves 100,000 clouds of money, and also builds such a large house, and there are six servants, which is much better than the original 50,000.
Dongfang Shuo smiled bitterly: "The money you put in your hands is real money. The money you put on me is just an illusory thing. It disappears when you wake up."
Liang Ji looked at Dongfang Shuo and said: "The concubine was born in a dusty world. There are too many real things he has seen in his life, but he can't dream but follow Lang Jun for a dream.
Dongfangshuo swallowed the tea foam in the corner of his mouth with a click, and smiled bitterly: "You also like nightmares?"
Liang Ji cooked tea for Dongfang Shuo again, waiting for the tea to thicken, Kung Fu whispered: "Lang Jun can turn a nightmare into a beautiful dream, right?"
Dongfang Shuo shook his head and said: "This time it won't work. I hurt Gillian's interests. No one is willing to help me."
Liang Ji was silent for a moment, and filled Dongfang Shuo with tea: "Lang Jun did nothing wrong?"
Dongfang Shuo shook his head and said, "I think my blood will be getting colder, so I want to do more for those savages while the blood is still hot.
It is said that harsh politics is more fierce than tigers. Those savages are actually forced into the forest by His Majesty's harsh politics, and the initiator is the emperor. At that time, they forced the good people into the mountains with harsh taxes.
This time, I just explained the origin of the people in the mountains and told everyone in the world that we cannot repeat the same mistakes, find the people back, and then force them into the mountains.
I just hope that the rich and powerful households will treat the slaves well, treat the ministry well, relieve the slaves, the tribute of the ministry ... This is a very obvious paralysis, everyone knows, but no one wants to say it.
Ying Xuelin entered Qinling, and finally brought back 4,300 savages. This middle-aged man who walked into Qinling on a donkey was not swallowed by the beasts in Qinling, but wandered in Qinling for half a year. Had persuaded 4,300 savages to go down the mountain.
For this reason, he was seriously ill, and he still lives in a medical hall and slowly nurses himself ...
I do n’t think there will be an official like Ying Xuelin who will do the same again in the future, so I wrote "The Savage" ... "
Liang Ji whispered: "However, Yun's servant, the live part is very good, better than the free people outside."
Dongfang Shuo said with a smile: "Silly woman, but for all the heads of the founders, there is no one who is not reasonable and intelligent, their vision is high, and they have already surpassed a little money.
In the first and second generations of every family, they can be kind to slaves and slaves, because they know that money and food are just dead things, and that slaves and slaves are the indispensable help in family inheritance.
But, all families are the same. As long as they are rich, they will rot. They know that they abuse their slaves, and the ministry is looking for their own way, but they do n’t repent. They only know that they enjoy the immediate benefits, regardless of the lives of others. ! "
"Do you say that Yun's family will become a family who eats slave meat and drinks blood?"
Liang Ji couldn't believe her husband's judgment. In her eyes, the Yun family head was the best one in the world.
Everyone who lives in Yun's life is very happy. Even the slaves who clean the stables can wear new clothes and eat enough food ...
"Yun Lang will not change when he lives, so the women and children who remain in Yun's family are lucky. Once Yun Lang passes away, Yun's family will change faster than any family."
"Why is this?"
"Yun Lang is here, and he can't say what he is doing alone, because he comes from the mountain gate, and the people in the mountain gate naturally have the rules of the mountain gate. He follows another set of rules, although they are different from the rules of the Han. Still approved.
Once Yun Lang passed away, his children and grandchildren did not have the determined will to stick to the old traditions, for the sake of grouping, it would become worse! "
Liang Ji's eyes widened and said: "Even if you are telling the truth, it will be a long time ago. Yun Lang may live longer than you!"
Dongfang Shuo smiled bitterly: "The change of Yun's nature is naturally a very long-term thing, but what the Dahan is facing is imminent.
Three years after His Majesty fought, the number of fugitives in the mountains increased by 30%. I dare not think that if His Majesty is fighting for ten years, will the Han people still be willing to serve?
Conquering the Huns is never going to happen overnight ...
Besides, shouldn't a person treat a disease while it is still being treated? Shouldn't it be necessary to treat the disease after it has fallen into a bad condition? "
Liang Ji lowered his head and wept: "Can't we wait until our child is born?" You do this. I am worried that he will not see his father. "
Dongfang Shuo let out a long sigh and took Liang Ji's hand: "I'm afraid that after the child is born, I will lose the guts to speak.
Let's see, if I can get away with it, I will keep my mouth shut in this life, and will make everyone happy with funny language ... "
Liangji didn't have time to reply, a group of people in red walked into the backyard of Dongfang Shuo's house, and a governor post with white feathers in a square hat came to Dongfang Shuo and said: "The time is up, let's go!"
Dongfang Shuo nodded and got up: "Tingwei or Shaofu?"
Du Post smiled: "Yanglingyi!"
Dongfang Shuo's eyes lit up and glanced at Du Post: "I shouldn't die?"
Du Post said with a smile: "Aristocrat thinks that her dog should only be taught by her. He also said that this dog is usually a good thing to watch the nursing home, and it is hard work to move around, just like barking, as long as Close the dog's mouth, it's a good dog! "
Dong Fang Shuo's face shuddered and said: "Although Gillian nobles saved Dong Fang Shuo under the sword and axe, it is just these words that make it difficult for Dong Fang Shuo to feel grateful."
Governor Post sneered: "Sneering at Prime Minister Pili Yangqiu, mocking Shangguan's body, and his words imply that His Majesty is a prodigal son, and he can keep his head.
Dongfang Shuo laughed: "Wang Wang Wang Wang ..."
Du Post said angrily: "What are you talking about?"
Dongfang Shuo continued to laugh: "Wang Wang Wang Wang ..."
"speak English!"
"Huh? Strange, you and I are also running dogs under the door of nobles, why can't you understand what I said?"
"You, shit!"
"Wang Wang Wang ..."
Liu Che leaned lazily on a brothel, playing with a jade ruyi in his hand, scratching his back twice from time to time.
A Jiao pinched the emperor's feet diligently, and a diligent child crawling on the carpet seemed lively.
"It's just a lesson. If you really count, Dongfang Shuo is loyal, but you can't control his mouth."
Gillian listened to Liu Che and said pretended: "You don't want to kill Dongfangshuo, just exempt. Why should I use my name to forgive him?"
Liu Che laughed and said: "I can't help it. It's hard to be ashamed. I was violently thundering in the court that day. If I forgive him again, wouldn't I say that what I said at that time was all bullshit?"
Gillian stopped and looked at Liu Che strangely: "Huh? You thought you were talking about farts that day? This is so rare."
Liu Che continued to scratch his back with Yu Ruyi: "I think about it and found this to be very reasonable. I am indeed a prodigal son, a prodigal son who needs his wife's help ...
By the way, how much do I owe you now? "
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