He Yuan was very worried in his heart, his expression was very frightened, but his eyes were rolling wildly, and the direction of his glance was not quite right, giving people a feeling of being a thief. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info he made up his mind to pay attention, don't care what this woman says, he will be discounted in half. Brother is a principled person and must not easily succumb to women!

He just followed the ass of the county lord of Tianxiang, and Leng Hao Xiaozhu'er's blown-up little round face came over and startled him. Then he saw Xiao Zhu'er blinking her eyes and suddenly asked.

"Hey, donkey puller, where's your donkey?"

He Yuan suddenly felt that his head was full of black lines, and he stumbled, and almost threw himself on the ground.

Don't talk to me about donkeys, donkey donkeys!

This girl's thinking jumped too much, He Yuan almost sprained her brain, and she was a little angry, but she didn't know how to answer, this is a dead hole, and her image of being wise and martial was ruined on a donkey......

"Promise me three things, and the county lord will consider letting you go, how about it?"

The county lord of Tianxiang asked coldly, He Yuan's thoughts were still spinning on the donkey uncle at this time, and after hearing the words, he couldn't help but feel relieved, and almost subconsciously responded to a good word.

Look at the smug eyes of the county lord of Tianxiang and the little fox like an old hen. He Yuan slapped his head and cried out.

"You can't violate morality and good customs, you can't violate the justice of the world, I, I'm an upright person......" He had a tragic face, righteous and stern. Seeing the teasing eyes of the Tianxiang County Lord with his hands on his shoulders, he couldn't help but be a little discouraged, his confidence was insufficient, and his voice became lower and lower, and gradually became inaudible.

"Oh, you don't want to? Well, let's not be strong. Zhu'er, let's go, go back and inform Duan's father-in-law to come and get someone. ”

Lord Tianxiang clapped his hands very neatly, beckoning Xiao Zhu'er to turn around and leave.

"Don't, don't, don't, I promise, I can't."

Although he felt that this woman would not dare to do such a thing nine times out of ten, he did not dare to bet. This woman is crazy, where is the reason to talk about it? In case she plays really and slashes down, it will be too late to cry. His face was aggrieved, and his heart was full of frustration. Thousands of precautions, I didn't prevent the little girl Zhu'er's divine knife.

Don't play like this!

The county lord of Tianxiang looked at He Yuan's bitter gourd face, and felt a burst of relief in his heart for no reason, and smiled proudly. He Yuan felt bitter in his heart, he felt that he was not defeated by a woman at all, but by a donkey.

"Listen, the first thing this lord commands now. For the sake of your bad water, the county lord specially hired you as the county lord's staff, and you will be on call in the future, and you are not allowed to delay for any reason. ”

He Yuan couldn't help but quietly breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately, this girl was not too difficult. You can have it on call, but I don't know if it's during the day or at night...... Almost subconsciously, he glanced at his chest again, and he was really ruthless!

"The poem you made yesterday, I looked at it and was so-so, so I can make do with it, hurry up, write it down for the county lord first, this, I have some use."

The lord of Tianxiang County hurriedly dropped, and asked you to write to see your posture. He Yuan couldn't help pouting, just make do with it, why don't you go to heaven.

"This counts as the second one!"

Without hesitation, he raised two fingers.

"Not counting!"

Lord Tianxiang ruthlessly smashed his plot. The evil feudal society has no human rights, he can only write it with a bitter face, and then the lord of Tianxiang left triumphantly.

It turns out that a beautiful woman is a disaster. He saw this woman once, and he was unlucky. For example, this time, this woman is like opening Pandora's treasure box for He Yuan......

The prince smiled and came respectfully, he wrote two paintings with a stroke of his pen, and the prince left with a satisfied face......

Mr. Liu Zhiyuan came, with an embarrassed face, pulling He Yuan, he had to exchange a pair of ancient paintings from his collection for a work, this really can't be refused, he waved his pen and wrote a pair, and the old man left with a satisfied face......

Mr. Qiu Qianli is here, he is struggling, he just refuses to leave, we understand! With a stroke of the pen, he wrote another one, and the old man's old face suddenly bloomed like a chrysanthemum, and he shook his head and left......

Duan Qingquan is really a very honest person, he was embarrassed for a long time, went around in circles for a long time, and even He Yuan looked a little sympathetic, he was so old, it was really not easy, he had to write, so he waved his pen, and the old man walked away with an embarrassed face......

Li Qingqiu came, he was very free and easy, and he asked for words bluntly. This really can't be refused, that day in the Wenhua Pavilion, people uphold justice and administer justice to themselves, people must know how to be grateful. With a stroke of the pen, another pair of ......

Eventually, even the stewards began to get ready to move......

Sent Zhao Deguang away, He Yuan was going to cry, this place is really not suitable for a long time! My brother has only eaten two pears since the morning, but he has been doing hard work for most of the day. It's not that the palace abuses him, a freshly baked talent, it's mainly that there are constant visitors in his room, and the people below can't find a chance to deliver food......

He shook his sore wrist and sighed. It's really hard to be a talent! Then he lowered his head to cover his face, walked quickly with his waist, and slipped out along the root of the wall.

……

Liang Tong decided to continue to faint for a while.

He's afraid that people will care about his balls, although he really has some dandan sadness......

If you are pulled and asked, Brother Liang, how is Guidan, has it been better...... He felt like he couldn't live. So, he resolutely continued to be unconscious for a long time, and only after listening to the waves of visits that they had gone away did he open his eyes depressedly.

The eggs hurt and the stomach was hungry.

His injured Wang Ba like, skimming the outer eight characters, came to the table and touched a big duck pear, clicked and gnawed it, his face was full of tears, it was delicious and juicy, not hungry.

He felt that this place was not a place to stay for a long time, so it was better to go back, so he skimmed the outside eight characters and slipped out along the root of the wall.

It's not that the world is too small, it's that this room is together!

Last night, many guests took the initiative to stay, such as Mr. Qiu Qianli, etc., and some stayed passively, such as He Yuan, who was drunk, and Liang Tong, who was injured. So, the two met in history at a corner.

Liang Tong's face suddenly turned red, his eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to rush up and kick this hateful guy to the ground. How can people be so shameless as to sneak attack other people's balls. But he didn't dare, the egg hurt, and he couldn't take a step......

He Yuan really didn't know him, he looked at this young man who was slipping through the wall, pouting his legs, and his face was flushed, and he immediately "understood".

Thief!

It turned out that he was a good man who robbed the rich and helped the poor!

The palace is so rich, and it is so miserable to exploit him today, he decided to turn a blind eye! He stepped forward and patted Liang Tong's shoulder with admiration, kindly comforting him.

"Brother, look at your audacity, just stealing something, your face is so frightened that you are so red, it is really a thief's face. Don't be afraid, I won't tell you. ”

ps: A poem "Will Enter the Wine" has aroused the sensitive nerves of many readers, and everyone feels that how could the people of the Song Dynasty have not heard of the poetry of the Tang Dynasty? This is simply nonsense, many friends are very kind to remind me, pay attention to the era of poetry, Mo Dao here to express my gratitude, for your attention and enthusiasm.

But can I tell you that this is how the book was originally set up?

This is a book of alternate history, the reason why it is called the Song Dynasty is to make everyone have a sense of familiarity, in fact, I have this concern long before, in order to avoid this, I have repeatedly reiterated it several times in the text, I said, this is a paradoxical dynasty from the Great Song Dynasty, and the works of those great writers in the previous life have not appeared (speaking speaking, it is to pretend to be convenient, and the influence of Tang poetry and Song poetry is too far-reaching. But as it turns out, I'm not very clear yet, so I made a special post today and changed the synopsis. I have one purpose for all, and it doesn't affect everyone's coolness.

We are just overhead, and we are playing with light and humor. This book is for everyone to amuse, if you can laugh because of this book in your busy work and study life, then I will feel very honored. Finally, thank you again for your great support and encouragement, and please continue to support you. In addition, because I have been thinking about whether the plot of "Will Enter the Wine" needs to be pushed over again, there is only this chapter, so please understand. Please let me empty my mind a little bit, and then continue to amuse everyone.