As soon as Zhan Zhao Zhan entered the courtyard gate, he noticed that the atmosphere of the county lord's mansion today was very strange, and it seemed that all the busy people and idlers had gathered in the courtyard......

There were also quite a few shrewd guards huddled next to each other, as if trying to cover up something underground.

"Brother Zhang, is there something going on in the house?" Zhan Zhao was puzzled, why did the collective face suffocate as if it was constipated, and there was no one to say hello?

He asked Zhang Dashan, because this guy had the most grievances on his face, but his eyebrows were like two insects, beating spasmodically, his mouth was tightly closed, and his hands were swinging quickly.

This set of movements is probably very contagious, Zhan Escort walked a few steps, and every guard he saw was imitating the leader's movements, in short, none of them were willing to explain a word.

There was only one who stood up, soaring up from behind the guards, and then quickly fell back to the ground, "cluck-da-da-, cluck-da-".

Collective petrification!

There is such an old hen who abides by her duty, who has been tossed by everyone from each cage for a while, and still takes advantage of this moment of tranquility to lay a hot egg, and it took all her strength to fly down and announce her merits......

Could it be that so many people gathered in the yard to protect these old hens to lay eggs?

It's a golden egg, right?

Zhan Guard felt that since he came to the County Lord's Mansion, his IQ had been honed, although he couldn't say it well. It's getting smarter. It's still infected with "stupidity".

Look. Four little guys rushed out of the study, holding a piece of white paper, which was not small in size, like a banner.

The ink had not yet dried, and a very strange question was clearly written on the white paper, which was displayed in front of him as if demonstratively.

What kind of play is this? The faces of the little ones are also aggrieved, as if they are enduring a big secret.

However, this one they came out. The guards and maids in the courtyard seemed to be liberated, moving their hands and feet, rubbing their stiff cheeks, and following in front of the "banner".

"Oh my mother-how many more cages do I have to buy to fit it?"

"There are so many hens, our county lord's mansion can't hold them - the rabbits can't be found......."

Zhan Zhao listened to the discussion of the big guys, and the monk of the second zhang was puzzled, what is this blank paper for?

"There are 88,888 chickens and rabbits in a cage, and 177,952 legs. How many rabbits? ”

Song Zheng'er is the boss. Finally, I can be "arrogant" and issue a "war letter" on behalf of the four children: "Exhibition-Zhan Master." I'm Song Zheng'er-".

Bai Zhanpeng took a step forward, and also said cautiously: "I-Bai Zhanpeng-".

"I-Bai Zhantang-".

The "little third" has not been trick-or-treating with his brothers for a long time, and now he is performing according to the discussed playbook, and his excited voice is trembling: "I-I-Song-good-".

The following script is that Song Zheng'er finished speaking, but this kid made a convinc, and thought that the voices of his younger brothers and sisters had lost their due momentum, didn't they say that they should be loud and resolute, and they should be sonorous and powerful?

He didn't continue the conversation, and Zhanzhao spoke: "I'm Zhanzhao Zhan Xiongfei, and I've known you for a long time......."

People who dare to love people think that they are going to introduce themselves again today!

There were a few irrepressible laughter in the audience, and there seemed to be a noise in the county lord's bedroom.

Song Zheng'er clenched her fists, shook the white paper in her hand a few times, and turned around to emphasize discipline to her younger brothers and sisters: "Just now - what I said is boring - I have to start again - we must have momentum - have momentum!" Begin! ”

He looked at Zhanpeng and said, "Start-", but Xiao Zhanpeng blinked and continued to look back at him, without opening his mouth at all.

In the face of a "strong enemy", this is simply a show of weakness! Song Zheng'er has been the boss for a long time, and Zhanpeng will never disobey what he is unwilling to disobey.

Isn't it their common goal to fight against Master Zhan? Zhanpeng bore the brunt of it, and he was more concerned about Zheng'er himself, wasn't he?

Song Zheng'er decided not to fight for the time being and give her brother another chance, so she raised her voice again, held up the white paper and said, "Start-".

Such a stupid partner held a blank piece of paper, and he hasn't issued the "war letter" until now, what a shame!

Zhanpeng continued to blink his eyes, moved his sore arm, and asked coolly, "Boss, the first sentence is what you should say, right?" ”

"I-", Song Zheng'er's face flushed, after "starting", isn't it designed by him to speak?

"That-that-start again-", the little baby couldn't help but smile when she saw the guards and maids, especially Zhang Dashan, who was already squatting on the ground with his stomach in his arms......

Song Zheng'er's psychological quality has long been tempered a lot, although the tears are forced to roll around in her eyes, she still continues with a crying voice: "Master Zhan, I'm Song Zheng'er-"

"I-Bai Zhanpeng-".

"I-Bai Zhantang-".

"I-Song-good-", the little girl's voice was very low, this is like the truth of "Cao Di's" "one drum, then decline, three and exhaustion".

Fortunately, this time Song Zheng'er didn't ask for a new one, he puffed his chest and continued: "The four of us challenge you and ask Master Zhan to give the answer to this question." ”

Zhan Peng temporarily added the content of the script: "There is a limited time - to - tomorrow this hour!" ”

Song Zheng'er was stunned, and nodded violently: "Yes!" Until tomorrow, if Master Zhan can't answer, he will lose to us in a game! ”

Zhan Zhao is a little confused, the big and small of the county lord's mansion don't like to play cards according to common sense, and today four villains have given birth to demon moths, look at this big white paper, there are 88,888 chickens and rabbits in a cage, what a big cage does this have to be made? Are you sure there's such a thing?

However, now that the little baby is challenging him to be a master, can he not accept it? That's even more humiliating!

"Good! The master will take over your challenge, and Ming'er will give the answer at this hour, but your practice can't be delayed, Zheng'er, take Zhanpeng Zhantang to squat on the horse! ”

The three boys who had just flaunted their martial arts were suddenly wilted, and they honestly lined up and walked to the practice ground, leaving Song Hao as a "little princess", looking at the backs of his brothers sympathetically......

Since she resolutely refused to continue practicing martial arts, her mother agreed to let it go, and she continued to stay in the kindergarten and have fun playing with a group of little hairy girls. The girl doesn't mean to practice as a heroine, so she doesn't practice well, anyway, she has a little foundation now, and then she is equipped with a dark weapon at hand, and when she grows up, she can also attack a "surprise" when she encounters a little trouble.

Zhan Daxia folded the white paper in his hand, and swept the corner of his eyes to the chicken cage and rabbit cage that was still covered by the big guy, and understood, this group of people were all waiting to see the joke.

He walked by Zhang Dashan's side, and the leader of the guard also felt embarrassed, rubbed his stomach that was a little sore from smiling, and said curtly: "Brother Zhan, why don't you give you a cage of old hens and hares - go back to the house and count?" ”

Anyway, these animals are still far from the "eighty-eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight", I'm not afraid that you will find the answer!

In fact, after getting along for a long time, I found that this Zhanzhao's humanity is really good, if it weren't for the little masters who wanted to get back a game, the guards and maids of the county lord's mansion also wanted to help this "hero" pass the test smoothly.

"That's it—thank you Brother Zhang, this cage is outside, and I really can't put it in my bedroom." Zhan Zhao smiled and walked towards the practice ground.

"We have so many chickens and rabbits to be able to calculate a small number of problems, and he can still calculate so many large numbers without guarding the cage?" One of the guards expressed his opinion, and one hand stroked the head of "Xiaobai" to stop it from approaching the old hen, this dog is old, and often wanders around the "Happiness Garden" by himself, and does not care if he encounters strangers, as long as he does not get close to the county lord's mansion and kindergarten.

Now that I'm back, I found a lot of small animals, and I barely showed some interest, if it weren't for the guards who were worried that these chickens and rabbits would continue to have the value of existence, they wouldn't be willing to stop "Xiaobai" from taking them away!

Even if it is taken away, it is impossible for "Xiaobai" to tear the old hen violently and swallow it......

The maid brought half a basin of milk and shouted the name of "Xiaobai": "Drink some milk first, and wait until the rabbit meat is stewed in the kitchen, and you can eat ...... rotten meat."

"Xiaobai" rubbed Sui'er's arm, lowered his head and licked a few mouthfuls of milk, then stopped, stopped paying attention to the tired and frightened old hens, paced slowly, and went back to his kennel to rest.

Its back is a little staggering, it is easy to remind people of the word "heroic twilight", once led the "fierce dog team" in Zhuyang County, tracking the story of the tomb robbers to rescue Cailian, has become an eternal memory.

Its kennel should be the most luxurious "kennel" in the entire Song Dynasty, with a five-meter square space, the most skillful carpenter in Zhuyang County, even the ground is flat logs, a whole bed of cotton bedding is specially laid and folded and dried every day, and the animal pillows made by Cailian are cleanly scattered on the edge.

Sometimes, the children will squeeze into this "kennel" to chat with the "little white", smooth the hair, and let its wet and cool tongue lick against the little hands......

However, no one can stop it from aging, dogs have a much shorter lifespan than humans, and no one can accompany them from the beginning to the end. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you mgei625 and ctfyzcx for the pink ticket, thank you AADG for the tip, I am very ashamed to see that there is a reward every day before it is updated.