Chapter 438: storytelling

Inside the tea house.
Jian Yuanzi silently tasted, and his face showed a thoughtful color: "Only from what you see and hear, Wuzhen’s affairs are very promising... but Master is trying to win the military martial arts. This is very dangerous. Have a look at this female weather!"
"Fortunately, this city is the place where the festival is located. The tea house is close to the avenue. As long as you wait silently, you can always see it once!"
With this thought, he lived in Chufeng County, and hang out every day. Most of the time, he drank tea and snacks in the tea house, but he also silently mixed his face with other customers.
Pong!
On this day, when he was just seated, he heard a storytelling from the teahouse center: "The last book said that the "Thirty-seventh of the Western Zhou Dynasty" is a pair of heroes who help the eunuch, and the walker roars the black bear. Wang, saying..."
The old man said that the book was painted and painted, and immediately received a full house of cheers, and there were several rich people who looked like a son, throwing a copper coin to reward, so that the old man continued to thank.
Jian Yuanzi knows that this storyteller was here a few days ago. Because he can attract customers, the tea house owner is not rushing. It is very reciprocal.
However, this business is not peaceful and prosperous. It does not exist. It is said that the small citizens in the county town really have a few idle money, which is evidence of the rule of the Qing Dynasty and the oppression.
Jian Yuanzi heard a few more words. He knows that the storyteller is talking about it. It is a novel that is quite popular nowadays. It is called "Da Zhou Xi Yu Ji". When he was in a foreign state, he seemed to hear it in the teahouse wine cellar. A few words.
It is said that the book is plain, easy to understand, and quite interesting and interesting. It has been greatly popular, and even led several celebrities to preface it.
It’s just that the author’s name is unknown, and it’s a wonder.
The reason why he is interested in it is because he has listened to a few sentences, knowing that the internal and middle-level cultivation is detailed and the evidence is sufficient. The author must have someone who is truly practicing, and this is a point.
In general, it is only a story of the expansion of a certain illusory dynasty. It is mixed with a little bit of singularity, which is probably a pastime by a practitioner.
However, Jian Yuanzi did not wait for this. He sat for a long time, a pot of tea soaked and soaked, until there was no tea smell, a sudden commotion outside, a voice was passed into the ear, making him a spirit.
"The knot makes you snuggle!"
On the street, the horses and horses, Jian Yuanzi is pressing the excitement of his heart, pretending to over-head.
"Drive!"
The festival has a section, specializing in killing, majestic and grand, and the trip is dozens of cavalry open.
The pedestrians are retreating, and they are busy.
"coming!"
It was Jian Yuanzi. When he saw the frame, he immediately closed his eyes and sneaked the secret.
‘Although this martial art is so grand, the general trend has already taken shape, and it’s inevitable that there will be counter-attacks. But my four-image method is a sacred secret of Zongmen. Although I can’t see the details, it’s not too bad...’
With a fascinating brilliance in his eyes, he suddenly looked into the frame.
The degree of the frame makes the frame very natural, the rut and the axle are inlaid with gold and silver, and there are also fire phoenixes holding swords.
Bang!
Falling in the eyes of Jian Yuanzi is another picture.
Huh!
In his eyes, a trace of gold and green gas emerged from the martial arts team, gathered in the sky, forming a colorful cloud, with gold and iron to kill the gas, the pressure on the monks is unparalleled.
"Hey!"
The clouds were separated, and a dragon with no four-jawed claws emerged. Each of the claws gave birth to three toes, and the body covered with the pattern of the red clouds. At this time, a pair of dragons turned and came.
"not good!"
Jian Yuanzi immediately received the work, but his eyes were sore. If he was burned, he knew that he was still suffering from the counter-attack. He quickly took the teacup and wiped the blood away by drinking tea.
"The gas transportation is so grand, has it already achieved the dragon?"
Akasaka, the female dragon also! Wu Hao got this phase, and then cooperated with the four counties. In the future, Dingzhou is absolutely difficult to turn over, and it is also called the Wang Jian system.
"So it seems... this female development seems to be very promising. I should advise Master, don't rush to kill chickens and take eggs..."
Jian Yuanzi thought silently, and suddenly it was a spirit: "Not good! I can't think of the power of the dragon, so terrible, even I have begun to influence..."
He got up, settled the tea money, walked out of the tea house, looked at the sky, and suddenly lost some confusion: "Master respects... I hope that the choice you made is correct. Otherwise, I am like a Taoist system. I am afraid there is really The overbearing disaster..."
......
"Hey? Madam?"
The festival made the road all the way, and stopped in front of Wujiabao.
Wu Ming looked at the monk who appeared in front of him, but it was slightly strange: "Why come here?"
"This place is a home, why can't you come?"
Wu Hao white Wu Ming glanced at himself and sat down next to him: "And ... the husband wants to be a slut, as a woman, it should be the presiding!"
"This...show cloud and me..."
Wu Ming scratched his head.
"I know that the woman is the old man of the husband, and has a love!"
The monk suddenly smiled: "In fact, even if the husband does not say, he wants to let the husband do this as early as possible..."
She said, with a hint of apology on her face: "After all, I’m busy with my official duties, and I’m too much away from my husband. It’s hard to do the duty of my husband and wife...

"Not necessary!"
Looking at the attitude of the beautiful woman apologizing, Wu Ming could not help but step forward, and the Wushu was embraced in his arms and comforted.
"just……"
The two men were warm for a moment, the Wushu smiled, and the agile eyes were in a state of embarrassment: "Our previous agreement, the husband can not forget! I still want to lay down the big family business, and inherit it from our children!"

"Well……"
Wu Ming is speechless.
He naturally remembered that before Wu Qing represented himself and the monk, he seemed to have to pass a son to the Wu family and inherit the family business.
But in his opinion, the son is too unfortunate.
After all, in the identity of the Lord of the Lord's Temple, although it is impossible to die in the Lord's Temple to the Son, it is much better to expose something from the finger.
I don't know if the monk knows this and what kind of expression will be on his face.
"Well... what about my son, I naturally agreed!"
The martial arts patted the chest, and the eyes became gentle and watery: "Thank you for your understanding of the difficulties. In this position, if there is no child, I am afraid that the future will not be wonderful..."
Her body suddenly became hot and hot: "Frather, give me a son..."
Looking at the beauty of the state, Wu Ming is also a big move, suddenly laughed, and squatted into the bedroom.
Not long after, a few fire phoenix guards at the door listened to the sound of the inner hall, all of them were red and their legs twitched uneasy...
......
Wu Qing's room.
Li Xiuyun rolled his hair and rolled up his hands cuffs, revealing a pair of white arms like jade.
She stayed quietly in this room, as if the whole world was here.
The decoration of this room, she is familiar with the heart, and now, the day to clean up, but also makes the house spotless, the entire room and Wu Qing before leaving no difference.
Only on the wall, the picture made by Wu Ming disappeared and there was a blank.
As the Wujiapu expanded, there were more and more servants, and there were many complicated things. The shackles and slaves fought for the wind, and occasionally some secrets came out.
There are even some rumors about her.
However, Li Xiuyun was originally a singer of Xiaojiabiyu. He had no desire, and Wu Ming was named. Even though Wu Guanjia did not dare to neglect, it was safe.
As a result, she was idle for a lot of time every day, but instead used it for cultivation. The road industry is progressing rapidly, but it is an unexpected joy.
"Xiu Yun sister!"
She cleaned up Wu Qing’s room and was about to return to her own courtyard. She did daily homework and saw two girls coming over and facing each other with a smile.
"Sister of the piano, wait for the sister!"
She was the first to ritual, and for a time she was so helpless that she thought she had done something wrong and provoked the unhappy of the young master.
"What sister is still called!"
The waiter gave a white look at the piano: "After today, we will call you a lady! Congratulations to my sister!"
"Not bad!"
When he waited for the piano, he smiled and said: "Congratulations, such as Mrs., Mrs. He Xiru!"
"What... like a lady?"
Li Xiuyun asked confusedly, and his head was dizzy.
"This... Hey, the young master is going to take you away, isn't it a big surprise?"
The waiter and the waiter bite their ears to each other and gently said a few words in Li Xiuyun’s ear.
Suddenly, Li Xiuyun’s face flew red and spread all the way to the neck of the white jade.
"What? Isn't the sister not willing?"
The waiter and the waiter looked at each other and some joked.
"This one……"
Li Xiuyun bowed his head and rubbed his skirt with his hands uneasy.
"Oh... we didn't want to bother you, but your sister is now in the Fuchu identity. Every month, you have to add it to your private kitchen, a prostitute... You have to prepare, a bunch of things, still squatting. What to do, let us go!"
The piano and the servant's paintings touched Li Xiuyun's arm intimately, and there was a fascinating color in the scorpion.
Li Xiuyun was as if he was a puppet, and he only reacted when he returned to his own cabinet.
The previous scene suddenly came to my heart.
Suddenly, the two lines of tears flowed down, and I don’t know whether it’s happiness or sadness.
......
The move of the Nazi is not a big deal.
For Li Xiuyun, the big things in Wu Ming are just fine. After all, with the identity and reputation of this woman, if she drives her out, I am afraid that only one is dead.
It was a monk, and he was very enthusiastic about it. He also greeted guests such as Xie Yi. The move was calm and quite a woman, so Wu Ming liked it very much.