Chapter 67: Enemies All Over the Building [Part II]

"Isn't it limerick? That's wonderful! We can drink even more! "I don't know where the voice came from, full of sarcasm. However, he was obviously quite jealous of Zhao Yu's power and did not dare to show his face.

"The gentleman is frank, and the villain is a relative! This king depends on what you villains and hypocrites are capable of! Zhao Yu was also scolded for his anger, and under the watchful eyes of the big shopkeeper who was worried that something would happen, he quickly walked into the alum building.

The four Praetorian Guards wearing iron armor immediately dismounted, but this time Zhao Yu tidied up his clothes and said calmly and confidently: "You can just dismount and wait!" Don't come along! ”

"But Lord Wang, in case there is a ......" Li Lizhong became nervous.

Without waiting for Li Lizhong to finish speaking, Zhao Yu was already holding his hands behind his back, and said with a righteous face: "No need! This king is a gentleman, and he has his own blessing of heavenly fortune, so why is he afraid of small harm? ”

"Shameless!" This time it's a female voice, with a slightly hoarse voice, not good, but it has its own flavor. However, Zhao Yu has enemies all over the world, even if there are women, it is not surprising.

After all, when they are young, girls develop more than boys, and when it comes to fighting, they are no worse than boys. Because my younger brother was bullied, there are many girls who are looking for Zhao Yu to take revenge.

In fact, it is precisely because of this reason that Zhao Yu is now fourteen years old, but he has not decided on a family affair. Needless to say, the ten of Xungui's children have been bullied by Zhao Yu, or they have heard the rumors that Zhao Yu has been maliciously distorted, how many of them are willing to marry such a prince?

Zhao Yu raised his head proudly and said, "Those who hide their heads and show their tails, I don't bother to respond!" The dog barks at the man, is the man going to bark back? ”

Zhao Yu, who is practicing martial arts, has a lot of lung capacity, and he intends to speak louder, not to mention that everyone on the alum floor hears it, but he mainly listens attentively, but he still listens to it.

A woman leaned out of the window angrily, her appearance was not bad, she could get at least eighty points on a 100-point scale, but at the moment, this beauty's attitude towards Zhao Yu was not good, her pretty face turned red, and she scolded: "Zhao Xiaoqi! You dare to scold your aunt and grandmother, you wait! Wait a minute, you'll have a good look! ”

Zhao Yu was a little puzzled, why didn't this woman seem to have seen it? When have you ever sinned? Maybe you forgot about it.

Zhao Yu didn't bother to stand downstairs and fight with these guys, not to bother, but to raise his head and scold them, feeling as if looking up at these guys.

Not far from entering the gate, I saw a wooden ladder, the big shopkeeper stretched out his hand affectionately to lead the way, Zhao Yu went up to the second floor, turned a corner and went to the hall where the poetry meeting was held. This county lord is really rich, and he holds a floor for holding a poetry meeting. The hall is full of lanterns, and if you look closely, there are anagrams on the lanterns, which looks very elegant.

In addition to these ladies, there are also teams of beautiful maids and singers walking in the meantime, and the sound of silk and bamboo is endless.

The feast was set out in the hall, and the scholar and the maiden each looked for a place to sit down according to their own opinions. In the middle, it is reserved for singers and celebrities to perform here. The box was also temporarily dismantled, but it was surrounded by three walls, which also made the visitors feel that everyone was quite equal, because everyone sat similarly, and no one sat in the box or anything.

When Zhao Yu stepped into the hall, this hall was originally a hall that pretended to be a casual hall, and it was immediately a little unnatural. Although the beauty of the performance is still playing the piano, if you look closely, you can find that she is secretly looking at Zhao Yu, with a hint of charm between her eyebrows.

The other people at the poetry meeting, either secretly, pretending to be disdainful, or calmly, couldn't help but put more or less part of their minds on Zhao Yu.

"What about the master? Why don't you arrange the seats of the guests? Zhao Yu didn't know how to write the word polite at all, so he asked domineeringly.

A woman in her twenties stood up, wearing a blue silk openwork shirt and a snow-white fox skin scarf around her neck, smiling brightly. The distance is a little far, and Zhao Yu can't really see the other party's appearance, but it feels white! It is whiter than Liu Yuanbo, a big white fat man, as charming as a piece of white jade, with a nose, a goose egg face, and a snow neck.

Zhao Yu estimated that this woman should be the county lord, but she was younger than Zhao Yu imagined. Zhao Yu thought that he should be a lonely when he came to be the county lord, and he was thirty years away, but he didn't expect to be about twenty!

However, the figure of the county lord of Dangyang is not worse than that of some women. Although it is in the building now, there is a fire tray to warm up, but in the end it is still winter, and the clothes are relatively thick. Even so, it still can't wrap the plump figure of the county lord of Dangyang, Zhao Yu visually examines the round ball, and he is afraid that he can't hold two-thirds of it with one hand.

And when Zhao Yu looked at the county lord wantonly, the county lord also looked at Zhao Yu curiously. To the surprise of the county lord of Dangyang, Zhao Yu, who was arrogant, vulgar, strange, idiotic and foolish in the eyes of everyone, could almost be said to have denied these comments just by looking at his appearance.

After a year of development, Zhao Yu has become taller and slightly thinner, but this has not affected Zhao Yu's appearance. Instead, it gives people a sense of security and trustworthiness. The white face has sword eyebrows that are as cold as a sword, his eyes are attentive, but he is not arrogant, the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, and he seems to be smiling but not smiling, which is very charming.

The little woman couldn't help but exclaim slightly, but soon realized that it was not good for her to do this, and hurriedly stretched out her little hand to hold her small mouth, but her beautiful eyes couldn't help but glance at Zhao Yu a few more times.

Someone couldn't help but whisper. "What a handsome little Langjun!"

A woman secretly scolded Zhao Yu for being arrogant and arrogant and a butcher in the market just now, but now her eyes are full of stars. "It's so domineering!"

"Not really! I can't imagine that this strange prince is so beautiful! ”

Now that men and women are sitting together, how can those noble sons and daughters not be jealous when they hear these words? The eyes that looked at Zhao Yu one by one became even more hateful, if it weren't for them knowing Zhao Yu's identity and Zhao Yu's martial arts, I'm afraid that many people couldn't help but go up and give Zhao Yu a good beating.

"Little lady, this is polite!" For beauties, Zhao Yu is always very gentlemanly, and he does not have the domineering of the noble children of the previous tongue war, but is modest and polite.

For a while, the noble children in the hall all had an illusion, this Zhao Yan King shouldn't be transferred, right?