"Grandma, how many times have you said that you will scare people to death like this! Please don't bother me next time you go to bed, okay? What about Ayu? I want Ayu! Li Zhen said angrily, but in his heart he was secretly glad that everything was still the same. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The old woman's surname is Wang, and the people in the house call her "Wang Po", Li Zhen clearly remembers that the first person he saw when he crossed into this era was Wang Po, and of course, there was that terrifying face, so that for a long time after that, there was an additional more terrifying thing in his dreams - Wang Po's face.

After hearing this, Wang Po pouted and said, "If it weren't for your family Li Si begging me, would you be willing to come to see you?" At a young age, there is no virtue in his mouth, he spends his days throwing flowers and grass, and wandering the wreckage, although your Li family has no family style, but at least Li Si is still a rule in this regard, I really don't know if you are his species! Now more than a dozen maidservants in the house have been harmed by you, and only the old man dares to come to your house! ”

Li Zhen rubbed his chin when he heard this, and said helplessly: "Grandma, don't you think that such a dignified and elegant young talent like me is already rare even if you look at the entire Tang Dynasty?" Besides, I'm still a child, and if you spread this, it would ruin my reputation! ”

"Huh, reputation? Do you think you still have a reputation in Gangneung Province? Wang Po didn't bother to talk nonsense, and said angrily: "Now that the time has passed, if Shaolangjun doesn't get up again, I'm afraid that Li Si will punish you for reading the Book of Filial Piety again!" ”

Li Zhen looked bitter and replied: "I have already read the Book of Filial Piety more than ten times!" I guess it's time for a thousand-word essay this time! ”

This was a special way used by the father of the then Jiangling Mansion Yin to punish himself, so it directly led to him memorizing almost all the books that the scholars in this era should read in the past eight years, and even the "Weigong Military Law" written by the founding general Li Jing was read through dozens of times under the "cruel persecution" of his father Li Chengye.

"It's good to know, the water has been put for you, I'll send someone to send you the book you want to read today, since you can't hide, then take the initiative like Erlang in the future, lest Li Si babble like a woman again!" Wang Po walked out as she spoke, not caring at all about Li Zhen's pale and uncertain face.

The "Li Si" in Wang Po's mouth is Li Zhen's father Li Chengye, who was named because of the fourth in line, just like the nicknames of the second dog, the dog leftover, and the iron egg in later generations, but after Li Chengye became the Yin of Jiangling Mansion, no one dared to call it that anymore.

Of course, Wang Po is an exception.

Speaking of Wang Po, Li Zhen's heart is full of doubts, although his appearance is ugly, but his identity in the Li Mansion is like detachment, in addition to the title of "Li Si" who only looks at the mood regardless of the occasion, even the housekeeper Liu in the house never dared to point fingers at him, as for the other subordinates are even more respectful to him, and even Li Zhen found that at some times his father was a little unnatural in the face of Wang Po. Of course, this may have something to do with her appearance.

Although he has secretly speculated more than once whether Wang Po is secretly in a relationship with her father, otherwise there is no reason for Wang Po's status in the mansion to be higher than herself.

But every time I thought of Wang Po's sturdy and rugged physique and that out-of-print oversized beard face, I immediately completely rejected this idea in my heart.

In the end, Li Zhen's explanation to himself was: A strong life does not need to be explained.

Although he has not fully adapted to the inconveniences of this era, he prefers the life of the second generation of officials now compared to the life-free and lonely life of the previous life.

He was very satisfied with the comfortable days of eating and waiting for death every day, except for the nightmare that had haunted him for eight years, everything was as he had dreamed of in his previous life.

"Where's Erlang?" Li Zhen asked casually.

"Backyard Lift!"

After saying that, Wang Po walked away vigorously, not at all like an old woman who was nearly sixty years old.

......

Erlang is Li Zhen's brother Li Mo, the age difference between the two is one year, but Li Zhen is decently developed, while Li Mo is unusually strong, even much taller than Li Zhen, and his arm strength is amazing, at the age of ten he can move the copper tripod weighing two stones, and at the age of twelve he can already hold it high above the top.

Although the two are from the same mother, but their temperaments are completely different, Li Zhen is calculating, lazy and lazy, and belongs to the kind of person who can sit without standing, and can lie down without sitting; And Li Mo is straightforward by nature, serious in everything, and will never back down when things happen, he belongs to the kind of person who gets to the bottom and faces difficulties.

Sometimes Li Zhen really wonders if his brother was picked up by his father from the side of the road, or if it was some kind of benefit from the imperial court, otherwise how could he be completely different from himself.

At this time, Li Mo was happily holding the big tripod in the backyard, Li Mo liked the strong muscles and the feeling of strength in his body, just as Li Zhen liked his smooth and angular chin.

And Li Zhen always scoffed at Li Mo's almost perverted self-masochistic way, just as Li Mo sneered at Li Zhen's dry body.

"Forty-five, forty-six, forty-seven......" Li Mo sweated profusely and lifted the bronze tripod above his head again and again, and the muscles of his arms bulging high did not look like a child who was only fifteen years old.

"Erlang, Erlang, it's not good, something is wrong!"

At this moment, a teenager of his age, much shorter, rushed straight to the backyard, running and shouting.

"You're panicking, what's wrong!" Li Mo held Da Ding and asked breathlessly.

The boy is Liu Hong, the same age as Li Zhen, and has a close relationship with Li Zhen and Li Mo's brothers on weekdays, and almost every bad thing planned by Li Zhen has Liu Hong's participation, so he and Li Mo were honorably called "right-hand man" by Li Zhen, although these two people did not recognize this title when they were killed.

Liu Hong wanted to step forward and pull Li Mo's hand, but as soon as he saw the copper tripod raised by Li Mo, he immediately retracted it, and before he had time to wipe the sweat off his forehead, he said anxiously: "Quick...... Hurry up and put this thing down, follow me to find Da Lang, this time there is a big incident! ”

Bang -

The copper tripod fell to the ground, smashing up a puff of dust, Li Mo stretched his sore arms, and still asked unhurriedly: "Aya went to the yamen early this morning, Da Lang is afraid that he is still sleeping, what can you tell me in advance!" ”

"I can't say it, I can't say it, follow me to find Dalang!"