Chapter Eighty-Nine: No matter how beautiful you are, you can't help me warm my bed

Wang Shuo's training was so strong that Zhou Long understood what training was, and even Zhou Long, who had 51 points of force, was a little tired, not to mention those Xiangyong who had a single-digit force value. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Zhou Long was afraid that it would backfire if he was in a hurry, so he proposed: "Pavilion Chief, can they resist such high-intensity training?" ā€

"It is an eternal truth that sweating more in peacetime and less blood in wartime, don't you think they still have the strength to eat? You have to believe that human potential is huge, and if you don't tap into it, you don't know how terrible it will be to have it. ā€

However, Wang Shuo thought about it and said to Zhou Long: "I think they are really tired enough today, you can practice casually tonight and let them rest." But tomorrow you can't let them continue to be lazy, although the physique is important, but the battlefield killing moves are essential, otherwise it won't be stupid to really fight. When you go back, remember to find a stone that is easier to carry and run, and tomorrow you will carry the stone for training, and I will personally take you to train tomorrow morning. ā€

Zhou Long almost sprayed a mouthful of rice on Wang Shuo's face, "Pavilion Chief, I'll be tired like this!" It's not good to make a fool of yourself in front of the villagers. ā€

"If you want to make a fool of yourself, you deserve it!" Wang Shuo then said to the belt Fang Junyan: "Junyan, you have to choose good seedlings of archers among them, they can give up the training of arm strength, but you have to train them in archery during this time. ā€

Constantly pulling the bowstring is also a way to exercise arm strength, and Wang Shuo feels that there is no need to waste extra time.

Fang Junyan said with a paralyzed face that he understood, and said in frustration, "My lord, your training has hurt me." ā€

Wang Shuo was puzzled, "How do you say this?" ā€

"I originally planned to let Lian Xin conceive a big fat boy this month, my lord, as soon as you train like this, you are tired and paralyzed every day, where do you have the energy to do other things!"

"Hahaha......"

Zhou Long and Wang Shuo laughed loudly, while Liu Youmei and Han Li'er took a sip and whispered: "The master and servant are all dead." ā€

After dinner, everyone began to take a proper rest, and Wang Shuo shouted: "Now those who have won the last place will be listed and painted for you, and the notice will be posted until the new list is replaced by dinner the next day." ā€

Helplessly, Zhangbi and the others came out of the ranks and stood in front of the two peerless beauties as losers, feeling humiliated.

Youxiang Yong quipped: "The two ladies painted you a portrait, and you are happy enough." ā€

"To be honest, the two ladies are really beautiful."

"The heavenly Chang'e is nothing more than that."

Those who were originally from Langya Village responded very proudly: "Of course, my young lady is beautiful and fragrant, and there is no one in the world to compare." ā€

Youxiang Yong was not convinced, "You just blow it, Mrs. Mei'er is no worse than your young lady, not only beautiful, crowned with beauty, but also virtuous and virtuous......"

"My young lady is the most beautiful ......"

"Stop telling jokes, okay?"

There was an uproar below, and there was a debate about which of the two women was more beautiful, and Wang Shuo, a man, naturally became the focus of everyone's envy.

Wang Shuo laughed, "What's so noisy about this, no matter how beautiful the two of them are, they don't have to help me warm the bed in the end." ā€

Two murderous auras immediately appeared behind Wang Shuo, and Wang Shuo still said to himself, "Do you know how much effort I wasted when I got the two of them home? ā€

"Pavilion Chief, tell me about it!"

"Is there any routine, we also want to learn!"

"I'm the kind of story I love to hear!"

There was a commotion below, and everyone was interested, and they all shouted for Wang Shuo to speak quickly, and the gossip heart was burning.

Seeing the envy of everyone, Wang Shuo, the former single dog, began to swell, "Thinking back to the past, I was just a slave doing miscellaneous work, and I should have spent my life in a mess, and it is even more impossible for a rich lady like Mei'er to have anything to do with me......"

Wang Shuo talked eloquently, what singled out the evil slave with a tired body, carried Liu Youmei to fight his life out of the encirclement, a rusty bronze sword cut the other party did not dare to step within five steps, and carried the territorial flag alone, etc., adding oil and vinegar, the villagers who listened to it were full of interest, and the meaning was still unfinished.

"Wow! Sister Mei'er, you and your husband's past is too legendary, so envious! ā€

Han Li'er admired Wang Shuo with a look of admiration, and at the same time was a little apprehensive, I really hoped that it was she who had accompanied Wang Shuo.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, it's not that exaggerated."

Women, I always hope that there will be a story to tell, Liu Youmei seems to be like that on her lips, but in fact, she has already blossomed in her heart.

Below, Xiang Yong spoke, "Pavilion Chief, I have already talked about Mrs. Mei'er, then let's talk about Mrs. Li'er!" ā€

"The pavilion chief's routine is deep, and the five-body body is admired by the real teaching, my generation is not as good!"

Han Li'er also opened her eyes wide, wanting to hear what Wang Shuo had to say.

Wang Shuo cleared his throat and continued: "Speaking of Li'er, this reflects another aspect of my specialty, talent! I brought Li'er home only by the word talent! At that time, the thief leader Que announced that he was forced to marry, and Li'er was helpless to ......"

"We've never heard the pavilion chief compose a poem, so why don't the pavilion chief chant a song for us on the spot!"

"Now that the dusk is over, the pavilion chief might as well write about this twilight scene, so that we can see it for a long time."

The villagers were very lively, and they all threatened to let Wang Shuo improvise a poem, Liu Youmei was very optimistic about Wang Shuo, "Someone is pretending to be too much, and he is going to make a fool of himself." ā€

"How is it possible, my husband is very good at writing poetry."

Han Li'er must be dissatisfied with Liu Youmei's words, as Wang Shuo said, the first time to pry open Li'er's heart was his talent, although he stole others, but who knows.

"Good! Then I'll do the last one! However, I have always liked imagination in my poetry, and I never attached the scene, hoping that they would not mind. ā€

This is Wang Shuo first put a step for himself to go down, what is improvisation, isn't it just to write about the environment around the body?

But with Wang Shuo's ability, he can't come up with two more modern poems about the sky, dusk, etc., which is a bit embarrassing in ancient times.

As soon as my mind turned, I found a poem, pretended to look up at the sky and said: "Ancient vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water." Ancient road west wind thin horse. The sun is setting, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world. ā€

After singing a song, there was thunderous applause below, and they all said that Wang Shuo did a good job, but in fact, they were all big and coarse, and they didn't understand what Wang Shuo said at all, but they always had to give face.

And some people who have read a few books think that Wang Shuo's impromptu poem is perfect, not to mention women like Liu Youmei and Han Li'er.

Han Li'er was drunk in Wang Shuo's talent, "Sister Mei'er, have you seen it, I didn't lie to you." ā€

"If it hadn't come out of his mouth, I would almost have thought it was written by a wanderer, this psalm is so subtle. The first few sentences are some sparse and ordinary scenery, which will be very common when said alone, but after being connected together, it has a very deep charm, and this charm bursts out in the last sentence 'The sun is setting, the broken intestine is at the end of the world', this poem is not only good, it is simply a masterpiece! ā€

The masterpiece is the ultimate work, which cannot be compared with other works, because in its atmosphere, there is no other work that can surpass, and this Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha" plagiarized by Wang Shuo. "Autumn Thoughts" is among the masterpieces.

Under the amazed gaze of the two women, Wang Shuo still mingled with the villagers and the villagers, and this feeling of happiness was really good.

The two girls thought at the same time, how nice it would be if every corner of the Han was like this......