Chapter 82 Messy Thrush Ink

"Stop!" Zhao Ting's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and he roared murderously, and then with a blue face, he coldly glanced at everyone in the lobby. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The scholar was furious, like thunder, and the people who worshiped Shou realized that they had seriously lost their temper just now, and they were silent again.

Zhao Tingyi pointed to the commander of the clan house guards and said, "You, tell me what happened?" ā€

The commander of the clan house guard looked aggrieved, just now these people were crazy and wanted to spend money to order treasures, and there was no malice at all, which had never been exemplified in the special response manual he had trained before, and he was hesitating to ask someone to pull them away, but he happened to be encountered by the master on the spot, no matter how he explained, he couldn't escape in the face of the crime of not coping well with emergencies.

"Back to the master, just now after the third young master asked someone to send a birthday gift to the old lady, these people are like crazy and messed up!"

"Poof! Is the third child funny again? What about this guy? As soon as I got home, I made the whole family jump, what a system! "Zhao Tingzhi has long lost confidence in his waste son, a seventeen-year-old person, he doesn't seek advancement, he doesn't even have a talent position, and he doesn't know what to fool around all day long.

Zhao Mingcheng had already slipped away to the back hall to find the old lady at this time, he didn't expect that at the moment when Zhao Tingzhi appeared, there was a strong sense of fear in the consciousness of the original owner, which was a manifestation of the extreme fear of his father, he didn't expect the relationship between their father and son to be so bad, so he had no choice but to find the old lady to avoid the limelight first.

Mrs. Zhao suddenly remembered that the two granddaughters-in-law chased after their wives, and the bottle of thrush ink had been consumed by themselves just now, and they could only support one, so they must not be missed, so they hurriedly said to Zhao Ting: "Zhengfu, go to the back hall to help your father quickly......"

"Huh?" Hearing someone call himself a cousin, Zhao Tingzhi frowned, as a dynasty Dayuan, there are not many people who are qualified to call themselves cousins, when did his father actually accept a concubine, but I don't know?

The eyes glared at this beautiful beauty fiercely, and almost said that it was not big or small, but at the moment outsiders, he was stunned to suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart, and when he saw his father, he had to ask him to divorce her, but he was going to compete for the person who was the one who was the assistant, and the family style must be corrected.

In a courtyard in the back hall, Zhao Yuanqing was going through the most tragic battle in this life, and his two thighs were being hugged by the two of them at this time, "Old lady, please give us thrush ink, as long as you can make us stay in the face, we will agree to any conditions!" ā€

The eldest young grandmother and the second young grandmother are rare to cooperate at this time, and the old lady still has half a bottle of thrush ink in her hand, if you grab it, the two of them use it, although the charm is greatly reduced, it may only make people younger for about ten years, but how old are they this year? Less than forty, minus ten years, is when a woman is mature and wants to drip, she has to go crazy!

Zhao Yuanqing can't say what he is suffering from, although he is talented, but he is hugged by the two granddaughters-in-law left and right, from the point of view, Xue Xiangchun ~ Guangda is good? Where do you want to start pushing away?

Seeing Zhao Mingcheng coming in, he immediately grabbed the life-saving straw like a drowning man, and said with a crying voice: "Defu, save me!" ā€

Zhao Mingcheng didn't expect that the old lady was almost robbed, so he immediately went up to rescue the driver, grabbed the placket of one person's clothes with one hand, lifted them straight up and threw them aside without pity, and wanted to say in his heart, I have endured it for a long time if I want to beat you!

Helped Zhao Yuanqing to pat his clothes and said: "Old lady, this ink is not easy to get, why don't you help you with your thrush now, and cut off these people's minds?" ā€

"That's great!" Zhao Yuanqing was also scared by the two granddaughters-in-law just now, the woman is so crazy that she is so terrible, she forgot what kind of system! Do you understand respecting the old and loving the young?

"However, thrush ink needs poetry to be stimulated, the format of "Dotted Lips" is only suitable for women's thrushes, if it is a men's thrush, it needs to be strong and tough poetry, otherwise, it will not be good to draw me too demonic! When I think of a suitable verse......"

"Old lady, please use your kindness to fulfill the two of us, appearance is too important to us women, it is the second life!" The young grandmother crawled over on her knees out of nowhere, earnestly making a final intercession.

Zhao Mingcheng was about to step forward and push her away, but found that he couldn't walk, it turned out that the second young grandmother didn't know when to crawl over, hugged his feet and said: "Third uncle, you are a reasonable person, this half bottle of thrush ink is used on the old lady, it can only be used for one person, and it can be used on us, but it can achieve two, my sister-in-law and I swear that if we are successful, we will do our best to support the Zhao family to the next level!" Third uncle, please think twice! ā€

"Drum up! Throwing away dignity for one thing, are you still like a member of our Zhao family? Get out of here, or don't blame me for kicking you away! "Zhao Mingcheng went crazy directly, I thought that there would be a crazy situation in the rivers and lakes when the thrush ink reappeared, but it was too crazy now, right? Unable to wait any longer, he shouted, "Old lady, prepare the thrush!" ā€

Zhao Yuanqing was speechless, these two granddaughters-in-law are only in your thirties, okay? What are you fighting with me, an old man, since Defu can make a bottle, he may not be able to make a second bottle, it's really stupid! Ignoring them anymore, he threw the brocade box in his hand with one hand.

"Don't!" Two terrible cries of despair resounded through the inner hall.

Zhao Mingcheng fox brush in his hand, lightly dipped in divine ink, and quickly pointed out to Zhao Yuanqing: "Because of the smoke under the piano and sword, how fortunate is it that the future is over." The appearance is still self-sufficient, and there is no need for the wheel of time to peck. ā€

Zhao Yuanqing was taken aback, he originally wanted to teach his grandson an ancient poem, but he didn't expect this kid to open his mouth and groan, and he was regretting, but he saw the treasure light in the air surging, mixed with the original treasure light of the famous ten miles, and the thrush ink automatically emerged from the jade inkstone like a dragon, covering his whole body in an instant, and then he heard the fairy in the ink singing along:

That year, heroic and uninhibited.

That year, his face was like the autumn moon, and his eyes were like bright stars.

That year, the talent was soaring, and Top Gun was high.

That year, who allowed me to be free with the piano and sword, to fight the ancient road, and to throw fame and fortune at the ends of the world?

That year, who allowed me to paint ink with my heart, add fragrance to my red sleeves, and sing wildly with jade case?

Zhao Yuanqing understood this time, there was someone singing in the magic ink that surrounded him, that was the most dusty memory in his life, and he could only see the scene in his dreams occasionally, but he didn't expect that the most profound memory was not to ask for the people's life to be promoted to become an official, but to sing wildly after retiring from officialdom with her......

"Bold madman, dare to mess with my Zhao family's backyard! Come on, take it for me! "Zhao Tingzhi was looking for his father in the inner courtyard just now, but he heard two women's screams from the inner courtyard, 'Don't ......', and quickly looked for it, but saw two daughters-in-law kneeling in front of two young men, one of the men, who was actually his youngest son, almost spurted blood.

Seeing the guards rushing quickly, Zhao Yuanqing hurriedly said: "Stop, Zhengfu, what to do?" Don't you even know your father? ā€

"Poof!" Hearing his father's voice, Zhao Tingzhi still spurted blood, the scene in front of him was too chaotic, and he found that his head, a scholar in the realm of perfection, couldn't handle it, "Has anyone told me what happened?" ā€

"Someone will take the two of them down first, and the others will guard the outside and no one will be allowed to come in!" Zhao Yuanqing is an old Jianghu after all, so he immediately stabilized his position, then pulled a chair and sat down, and said, "Let's sit down and talk!" ā€

At this time, Zhao Tingzhi's memory of his father's young appearance has overlapped with this person, and it seems that there are often supernatural events in his family, and he is also very surprised at this time, "Father, what happened?" ā€

"Defu mixed up in the rivers and lakes, and even asked him to collect all the materials of the ancient 'thrush ink', right now, your mother and I have successfully lit the ink, chatter, that's what you see now!" Zhao Yuanqing explained the matter clearly in two or three clicks.

"Huh? Actually has already made the legendary divine ink? "Zhao Tingzhi was overjoyed immediately, he has not been very powerful in the court recently, if there is a sacrifice of this artifact, then why not go against the sky immediately?" Hahaha, it's really good, this is our Zhao clan to rise to the sky! Defu, hurry up, give my dad a copy, I will send it to the Queen Mother quickly, now the Queen Mother listens to the government, and if you get the Queen Mother, you will win the world! Hahaha......"

"That, Dad, there are not many raw materials for this 'thrush ink', I originally gave it to the old lady as a birthday gift, and now the Zhang family has tried to help me make as many copies as possible, and it has been used for the old lady...... Ahem, that is, we simply don't have any extra on our hands! Zhao Mingcheng found that he seemed to have done something wrong again, and tried to weakly express the full meaning, that is, he had no goods in his hands!

Sure enough, Zhao Tingzhi was directly as high as Gao ~ was splashed with a basin of cold water when the tide was heard, and after hearing it, he yelled hysterically: "You cheat father!" It's dead, it's dead, and now our Zhao family is in a big trouble! ā€

Such a baby was born, if you don't put the queen mother first, how many people will you have to be hacked? Zhao Tingzhi is in the mood to strangle his son!