When Wu Zheng returned to the nest, the sky was already dark, and no matter how intimate the two were, it should be over at this time.

When Wu Zheng pushed open the door, it was very dark inside, and there was no light. Isn't Xiaohua there? Wu Zheng's heart was full of questions, and he walked in slowly. Then he noticed that there seemed to be a resentful eye watching him in the corner.

Wu Zheng couldn't help but shudder, who is this person? It doesn't look like a falling dust, but a bit like a little flower in his heart.

Well, when Wu Zheng lit the candle, there is no doubt that this person is Xiaohua. But why did he look at himself like this? Could it be that this thing was going to beat him up again? Wu Zheng had a faint bad premonition in his heart, the same feeling as when he was lazy and was caught by General Hu when he was lazy.

Wu Zhengxin said, could it be that he had done something wrong? But even so, Wu Zheng had to pretend to know nothing. Perhaps, Xiaohua saw that she was innocent, so she let herself go?

However, it is clear that Wu Zheng has thought too much. What Wu Zheng is about to face is Xiaohua's indifferent eyes and a fan full of combat effectiveness. Wu Zheng was wronged, and he was beaten for no reason. This kind of thing, no one can accept it.

Of course, Wu Zheng is not a stingy person. Often, this kind of beating happens on the first day, and it doesn't need to be forgotten about it all on the second day. This time, I was used to being beaten by Xiaohua's fan, and sometimes I didn't even take a few hits, and I had to deliberately die in front of Xiaohua a few times. Second, Wu Zheng is a master of both soft and hard. You give me candy, and I'll go with you. You hit me, and I'll go with you.

The moon black geese flew high, but at this time, there were no geese flying over, only the dark night. At the small candle-lit table, there were three sturdy young men sitting around, looking exceptionally energetic. You know, it's close to midnight. I have to say that these three people are night owls.

Normally, at this midnight hour, the most likely thing to happen is the murder and arson. So the three of them deliberately chose this time to unpack the bag. At this time, no one must be able to disturb him anymore, especially his daughter-in-law, Xiaohua still thinks about it with palpitations.

Under the light, Wu Zheng looked forward to it, as if a child was waiting to open his birthday gift. As for the falling dust, it is much calmer. This composure, somewhat otherworldly, as if the matter had nothing to do with him. Well, it looks like Falling Dust isn't very interested in that.

Xiaohua is a person who will hang people's appetites, and she wants to open and stop, and her hands have been rubbing on the mouth of the brocade bag for a long time, and she can see that Wu Zheng is in a hurry. Even before he knew it, his toes were all curled up, just waiting for the moment when the bag was opened.

Xiaohua looked at Wu Zheng's expectant little eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little proud in her heart. This is the answer that Ben Gongzi paid for with money, where can it be opened casually. At the very least, it is necessary to make Wu Zheng envious.

In fact, Xiaohua's purpose has long been achieved. At this moment, Wu Zheng was already about to go crazy. What he can't stand the most is that he can't see the results in front of him. Wu Zhengxin said, open it quickly, open it quickly.

Seeing Wu Zheng like this, Xiaohua was no longer verbose, after all, even he didn't know what was inside.

The bag is beautifully decorated, and the patterns on it are also very delicate. It's hard to imagine that this could come from a scruffy old man. But these are not the point, the point is that at the moment of opening, it seems to be a flash of gold!

Of course, this so-called golden light is in Wu Zheng's eyes. His eyes looked so different at this time, as if they had their own special effects. As for the falling dust, it seems much more prosaic. There was no golden light, no other so-called special effects, just a small ball of paper.

The small paper ball was extremely crumpled and crumpled, and there seemed to be some smelly oil stains on it. It is estimated that Wong Tai Sin wiped his hands with this paper when he put it in. Xiaohua couldn't help but be embarrassed, this Wong Tai Sin is really wonderful.

When Xiaohua slowly opened the paper ball, she was greeted by four big characters, thank you for your patronage. Xiaohua's face was already green, from the base of her neck to the door of her head. Suddenly, his heart felt like a big stone had been crushed, and he was a little out of breath. Have you been deceived?

Wu Zheng hadn't seen anything written on the paper yet, but after seeing Xiaohua's distressed expression, he was a little more anxious. "What are you writing?" Wu Zheng's eyes widened, and he was anxious.

Xiaohua felt as if she hadn't heard of it, and her hand holding the paper became tighter and tighter. Okay, you yellow liar, you really live up to your nickname, and pay me back a hundred taels of silver! Thinking of this, Xiaohua made up her mind and looked at Wu Zheng. Immediately, the evil smiled a little.

Wu Zheng's head trembled for a moment, and his heart said Could it be that it is here again? It was that look again, the eyes of the pit himself, the eyes of throwing himself into the fire pit.

Sure enough, Xiaohua's next sentence made Wu Zheng's heart half cold. "The next time you see that old liar, you're going to go up and beat him. Xiaohua patted the table and said very hard.

"Why me?" Wu Zheng wanted to cry without tears, every time he played the striker, and he was the first to charge into battle.

"Because you broke through. Xiaohua scratched her head, and it took a long time to come up with a reason why it didn't sound or say it so well.

Wu Zheng wanted to cry, is it also a sin to break through by himself? Do you think I want to? I broke through inexplicably after sleeping, who can tell me what's going on?

At this time, Luochen, who had been silent, spoke again, "Have you beaten Wong Tai Sin?"

Well, Falling Dust is always so good at mending knives. While you're dying, I'll give you another look, your hands are so black. Xiaohua thinks it's time to give Luochen a nickname, the bar spirit sounds good, and it's very foreign.

Wu Zheng seized the opportunity to find an excuse, so he eagerly agreed: "Yes, yes, I can't beat Wong Tai Sin." ”

The corners of Xiaohua's mouth were slightly raised, and a sneer appeared. Nonsense, it's because you can't beat it that you get on. If you have beaten yourself, you will be beaten somewhere. Of course, although Xiaohua thinks so in her heart, she can't show it. So, this thing pretended to be calm and patted Wu Zheng's shoulder and said, "My son believes that you will be able to, don't be arrogant." With that, Xiaohua smiled and hammered Wu Zheng's chest again.

Wu Zheng felt that his chest hurt a little, but his heart hurt even more, and Wu Zheng's heart was full of questions at this moment. Who am I, where am I, what are you doing, what am I doing?

Soon after, the three of them fell asleep one after another. Before going to bed, Wu Zheng actually had a question hidden in his heart, he was not curious about what was written on the paper, but wondered, why Xiaohua didn't read his sage book tonight? And on the shelf, there seemed to be no trace of that book. This is strange, could it be that Xiaohua deliberately hid it and ate it alone? Yes, it must be so. Wu Zheng scolded Xiaohua in his heart and fell asleep.

On the second day, Wu Zheng was the last to get up. As soon as they opened their eyes, Xiaohua and Luochen were already fully armed and ready to go out. Wu Zheng was still a little in bed and didn't think much about it. Every time at this time, Xiaohua always threatened herself, and then she was forced by Xiaohua's obscenity, so she had to get up.

But this time it was different, Xiaohua didn't pull herself up, but just leaned against the door and said, "This is a written exam." "After that, go out with the dust.

Wu Zheng couldn't think about it, grabbed his clothes casually, and ran out. He admits that he is embarrassed. Since then, however, he has also learned a new skill, running and dressing. Although this may seem useless, when you actually use it, you will find that it is actually even more useless.

The examination room was arranged in the depths of the academy, in a large hall. With such a grand scale, Xiaohua couldn't help frowning, it seems that the imperial court has made a bloody investment this time.

As far as he knew, the whole household, from Liu Haifeng to a squire, were all extremely stingy masters. Even the annual military expenditure, he has to write a book to denounce it. But if this military department asks for an extra penny, he will be directly impeached. Not to mention anything else, saliva must be in place. Sometimes even when the emperor Lao Tzu asks for money, he pulls down an old face in an instant. No, just no, how can you drop me?

So, with a cheeky skin that can't be pierced by swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and his stingy nature, he completely sat down in the position of the head of the household. And then do you think that his servants were as stingy as him? Of course not, this is all infected over the years.

Just imagine, when you are just about to spend money, a voice next to you sounds: "It's too expensive, it's too expensive, it's too expensive to buy." Or: "No, no, no money, no money." "In this way, what will you do? Over time, will you become like them?

But I have to say that Liu Haifeng is still a good official in charge. It's just that Xiaohua still can't figure out what method His Majesty the Emperor used to make such a miser spit out silver taels to build the academy. It seems that His Majesty the Emperor also has two brushes.

At this time, in the warm pavilion, His Majesty the Emperor sneezed again. When Gonggong Qi on the side heard this, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, why don't you rest first." ”

His Majesty the Emperor sighed, and looked at the half-human recital in front of him, and his heart couldn't help but break down a little. His household secretary, Liu Aiqing, is really a good official. No, all of these books in front of me are from the household department. Didn't he just build a academy? Why did he torture me so much? He was not afraid of being tired.

At this moment, His Majesty the Emperor couldn't help but have a vicious thought, how good it would be to depose him. Since then, it is estimated that no one dares to say that I have spent extravagantly. But these can only be thought about, and then, His Majesty the Emperor lowered his head again, and continued to review.