Chapter 27: The Fat Man's Dream
Don't blame Chen Yi for asking, since Li Yuanji, the king of Qi, is no longer in the mansion, there is still an internal response here, and he will not pick up Widow Liu and Yifei for Mao.
"That...... That, the King of Qin is not in the capital, and the prince is eyeing him, we are afraid that the prince will be embarrassed by the Qin Palace!" Fang Xuanling hesitated, but still explained his concerns.
The prince is in trouble?
"The prince is an egg!" Chen Yi scolded.
The eldest grandson Wuji's eyes lit up: "Good scolding!"
Fang Xuanling glanced at the eldest grandson Wuji unexpectedly, looked a little embarrassed at him, and hurriedly explained: "I just can't get used to the prince, I don't mean anything else!"
Chen Yi glanced at the eldest grandson Wuji, and then thought that the first person in history to propose killing the crown prince was the fat man in front of him.
"Fatty, thank you for my mother's business, that ...... That previous thing, the master will go back and compensate you!"
The grievances are clear, if it weren't for the previous eldest grandson Wuji pretending to be there, Chen Yi would not have messed with him.
The eldest grandson Wuji was also happy: "What compensation is not compensated, is whether you can not call me fat in the future!"
Chen Yi smiled in response, he was still worried about Widow Liu and Yifei, although the eldest grandson Wuji's inner should be taken care of in secret, but he couldn't help but have an accident.
There is a good saying: if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what if, so he decided to come by himself.
Rely on Li Er?
According to history, when Li Er came back, his mother was three months later.
"Old Fang, where is Wang Feng?" asked Chen Yi.
"Wang Feng?" Fang Xuanling was stunned, and he didn't think of who it was for a while.
"You won't kill him, will you?" Chen Yi said unexpectedly, feeling that Fang Xuanling still didn't think about it, and continued: "It's the two anti-water generals who tied up Li Chengdao and Li Chengye!"
Speaking of those two hot potatoes, Fang Xuanling suddenly remembered who they were.
"It's hidden in the house!"
"Go get him!"
Fang Xuanling couldn't guess what Chen Yi wanted to do, but he didn't ask too much, and went out of the living room directly to find Wang Feng.
Chen Yi was thinking about how to take Widow Liu and Yifei out.
But suddenly, I felt like my little shoulder was being tapped suddenly.
There are only two people in this room, him and the eldest grandson Wuji.
Chen Yi was angry: "Fat man ......"
Before Chen Yi could say the following words, the eldest grandson Wuji hugged Chen Yi up.
"That Wang Feng turned out to be your little brother, I said who was so bold to kidnap King An Lu and King Liang Jun!"
"It must have been your order, right?"
"It's so fucking enjoyable!"
"It's so well tied, it's so well tied!"
"I think Li Jiancheng still dares to be arrogant!"
Nani?
Chen Yi was stunned, it was simply the second monk who couldn't touch his head.
"Big brother, your butt doesn't hurt anymore?" Chen Yi asked tentatively.
"It hurts?"
The eldest grandson Wuji laughed: "Haha, as long as you can get Li Jiancheng, nothing hurts!"
"Put me down!"
Being held in the arms of an old man in his thirties, Chen Yi felt uncomfortable.
"Kiss, this must be kissed!"
The eldest grandson is endless, licking his mouth full of scum, and he came at Chen Yi!
"!" Chen Yi scolded secretly: "Could it be that Lao Tzu's first kiss is going to be lost under this old man's mouth?"
"Kiss your uncle!" Chen Yi scolded, his heart moved, and he yelled: "Fatty, your ass is on fire!"
At this time, the eldest grandson Wuji finally let go of his hands and directly covered his ass in a different place.
Chen Yi was caught off guard and fell to the ground with a bang.
"Fatty, can't your uncle put the little master down?" Chen Yi, who was covering his buttocks, scolded.
"Mistake, mistake!" Eldest Sun Wuji hurriedly stepped forward to help Chen Yi up, completely forgetting who caused his injured buttocks.
Chen Yi dropped his sleeves: "You fucking hate Li Jiancheng so much?"
"Hehe!" The eldest grandson Wuji rubbed his hands and smiled obscenely: "Who the hell doesn't want to be the uncle of the country, right?"
What the fuck?
Chen Yi really can't refute this ideal, there is a good saying, a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, in the eldest grandson Wuji, it is, the eldest brother who doesn't want to be an uncle is not a good uncle.
"I believe it!" Chen Yi said depressedly, it was really not easy for this eldest grandson Wuji to tell the biggest secret in his heart.
"What method do you want to use to make Li Jiancheng burp?" Chen Yi asked after thinking for a while.
Although the eldest grandson Wuji is fat, his brain is not stupid: "No matter what method you use, there is only one requirement, you will be killed with one blow, and you can't give him time to slow down!"
"Do you think of any good ideas?"
"Not ...... yet"
Chen Yi was secretly lucky in his heart, he brought up the matter of Xuanwumen first, it seems that this eldest grandson fat man didn't think of it yet, otherwise he would really make a big joke in front of Li Er.
"I'll send you two words, do you want it?" Chen Yi induced.
The eldest grandson Wuji subconsciously asked, "What?"
"Xuanwu!" Chen Yi smiled mysteriously.
Xuanwu?
After pondering for a while, the eldest grandson's puzzled eyes suddenly lit up, and he stretched out his hands to hug Chen Yi again.
"Get out of the way, the young master likes women!" Chen Yi hurriedly dodged away, and he couldn't stop chilling the eldest grandson's fat man.
"I'm excited, I'm so excited, although you're young, but this time you've reached the center point, I really admire it!"
Chen Yi smiled, but how awkward was it to hear?
What does it mean to be at the center point?
Do you think that the joy of fish and water with women in bed is still central and dirty!
When Chen Yi was about to make fun of this fat man, Fang Xuanling led Wang Feng into the living room.
That Wang Feng was originally holding the head of the song, but when he saw Chen Yi, he immediately knelt on the ground as if he had seen a relative, and hugged Chen Yi's calves on his knees.
"Da Xian'er, why did you come!"
"I thought it was really glorious and rich, but I was imprisoned in the Qin Palace, and I couldn't eat or sleep well!"
"My poor thirteen wives!"
"For more than ten days, lonely, empty, and cold, how will they live if I don't go home......"
"What is this?" Chen Yi looked at Fang Xuanling and asked, "What's the matter?"
"I've been in the dungeon for more than ten days, and I guess I'm suffocating......"
Fang Xuanling didn't expect that the guards were guarded at the beginning, but he didn't expect to go directly to the dungeon.
At this time, he could only smile awkwardly.
"Stop screaming, stand up!"
Chen Yi suddenly understood what was going on, and shouted at Wang Feng: "Isn't it just thirteen wives?
"Da Xian'er, you don't know, that's thirteen wives like flowers and jade, not ordinary goods!"
The corners of Chen Yi's mouth twitched, and he was still fucking like a flower?
"Stand up and speak well, otherwise don't talk like a flower, you won't even be able to get a hideous face in the latrine!"