West Coast Ports

The busy wharves were up and running early, merchant ships were moored, goods were disembarked in batches, and workers were toiling to carry goods on the slightly larger day. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Goods from all over the world flow here, worth hundreds of millions, and are one of the representatives of Bailuan's prosperity.

Da Zhou and Wan Qiangu sat on the shore, on the left is a semi-circular crescent bay, and on the right is a port divided by a sand embankment, large and small ships are lined up on the shore in an orderly manner, but there is no trace of chaos in the lively port, which shows how rigorous and effective the overseas trade management of the Han family is. Every ship here has a pennant - the port guarded by the general of the Zhenguo Qi Rin, naturally has a handsome flag to maintain the safety of merchant ships.

"The business of the Golden Empire is getting better and better, so good, I don't see how busy Wenwen is?" Da Zhou lay on the bamboo rocking chair, rocking the rocking chair happily, shaking people happily.

Thousands of people squatted on the bamboo table, hanging Erlang as a ruffian who did not do his job, and still had a piece of grass in his mouth. "She has always done her own thing, you look at Xiaoxue, she learned from her. "There was a box of goods stacked next to the table, the lid of the box was not closed, and the pearls, ivory, silk and other things inside, as well as imported goods from the South Seas, could be seen at a glance. Wan Qian muttered to the items in the box: "The tree is a big move, the grander the Han family, the more enemies there are." ”

"With Wenwen and Anan here, it's going to be fine. No matter how bad it is, there are still us people, who dares to do anything to the Golden Empire in the world. Da Zhou closed his eyes and looked leisurely.

"You're really ......" Wan Qian looked at his indifferent appearance, and was about to say a few words, but the dock suddenly became noisy, and the busy port was ...... Restless.

Wan Qian and Da Zhou were curious, raised their eyes, and their expressions suddenly changed color.

A lot of people gathered on the wide longboard bridge, dock workers, sailors on ships, foremen counting cargo...... All eyes were on a ship—a woman.

She jumped off the deck, which was two meters high, and she jumped easily, which was not surprising, strange because of her clothes.

With neat short hair, red and green headbands, suspender bandeau tights, not only the neck, but also the waist and abdomen, short skirts as short as the thighs, high-heeled leather boots stepping on the bridge, a fringed shawl with flowers tied around the waist and a draped over the shoulders; she is tall, convex and backward, with plump breasts and fat buttocks, and a perfect figure. The clothes are mainly red, and the slender limbs are dressed in strange clothes, which makes her body feel as hot as fire, full of passionate spring love.

Her unconventional attire shows that she is an extremely bold and detached personality, and her uniqueness instantly attracts everyone's attention.

She shook her hair, pulled the shawl from her shoulder, lifted a burden and straddled her right shoulder, and in full view of the eyes, she swaggered toward the shore with the same or fiery gaze from all directions.

The workers and sailors took the initiative to give way to an avenue and stood on both sides, watching her walk in front of them with all the grace in front of them.

Wan Qianhe Da Zhou swallowed his saliva, unable to take his eyes off, his gaze seemed to be glued to her body.

"Look stupid two?" she stood in front of them with a big sting, her proud height made her look at them condescendingly, "Why did you come to pick me up? Wenwen, what about Xiaoxue, and my Anan? Where did they all die?" She crossed her waist with her left hand and carried the burden with her right hand, and threw things on Da Zhou's body very heroically.

I don't know what is in the baggage, and it's so heavy that it almost smashes Da Zhou's internal bleeding.

This woman is imposing, so he and Da Zhou dare not slack off.

"That...... Eldest sister, you ......" her face froze, looking her up and down with peach blossom eyes, and for a while her eyes didn't know where to put it, and she didn't know what to say.

Liu Mowen raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and threw a hard slap to Wan Qiansu, only to make him fall from the table to the ground. "Where are your eyes looking, I haven't seen you for three years, your lustful temperament hasn't changed, do you want me to train you again?"

Da Zhou has looked stupid, the slap was really hard enough, the sound was so loud that he seemed to have been beaten himself, and he really cried out for thousands of reasons.

Liu Mo asked why she was too lazy to look at the ground and covered her face and screamed in pain, her eyes squinted at Da Zhou, and she snorted: "You haven't answered my question yet, what about Wenwen, where is she?"

Three sentences without leaving the text, it is obvious that she is impatient.

Da Zhou glanced at the thousands of reasons that grinned his teeth, and showed a stiff smile to Liu Mowen: "Wenwen...... Very busy. ”

This woman is so terrible, he seems to be coming home!

Two

Han finished painting the second picture, put it away in a drawer, and began to work on the third one.

was painting, and the Emperor Zhuhuang, who had been playing outside for an hour and a half, came back from the brother and sister. Huangzhu disliked that the barren mountains and wilderness were not fun, so he pulled the emperor back with a smile, and after complaining to Huangyuan for a few words, he was reprimanded by Huangyuan, so he had to endure being a quiet princess with a comb. Mobei Prince Kreit Ataerzhuo and Duan Qianyan sat at the same table for some time, and the two chatted quite closely, and kept gossiping. Bai Liyu still looked indifferent, and the aura on his body seemed to isolate him from this hall, as if the affairs of the outside world had nothing to do with him, he ignored others, and he didn't want others to pay attention to him, he was very lonely and cold, he was the only one present who didn't make any moves from head to end, and he didn't even say a word, and the others really didn't come to disturb his world.

The sun is too high, and the warm sun enters the hall with a light sea breeze, which makes the warmth of the room flow, and the people's hearts are quiet and peaceful.

Han Wen's whole person is bathed in the golden sunlight, and the figure in the light is curling, and the smile is very moving, like an elf flying down to the mortal dust and descending in the light. She kept writing and drawing, and on the second day of the appointed period, instead of being in a hurry, she did these elegant things without distraction, and she was really confident and casual, so that people could not guess what she was thinking.

was painting green bamboo and turquoise, Uncle Wu came into the hall in a panic, Han Wen was most annoyed that someone would disturb him when he was doing things quietly, he frowned at the moment, and said unhappily: "Why are you so flustered?" The good atmosphere has been disturbed, and she hasn't finished painting yet.

Uncle Wu's face had an abnormal layer of crimson, and he seemed to be unspeakable, "Miss..... She's back. ”

"......" Han Wen was just about to put down the pen for a moment, raised his head and stared at the door, a faint smile on the corner of his lips, and said with a meaningful smile: "Come back, come back, don't make a fuss, it's too rude to scare others." ”