[[[CP|W:566|H:337|A:L|U:http://file2.qidian.com/chapters/201510/3/3581127635794650519096369903096.jpg]]]] The picture above shows the hostess of Zhu's mansion, Ling Wei, the wife of Zhang Yanzhi's good brother Zhu Changyuan, a wife, ah, cough, cough.

Dongfang Duo thinks that the Ling Wei picture of the ancient costume real person is more expressive, but unfortunately the person picture cannot be faxed here, so it is placed in the cover page of the starting point book {work role} Ling Wei, you can go and take a look.

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The Song brothers also had the mentality of watching a good show, and looked at the battlefield with burning eyes:

I saw that the man in purple actually took the initiative to rush towards the thugs, and then-

And then there was no then!

After a few seconds, the thugs all foamed at the mouth and fainted on the ground!

Everyone showed a look of disbelief, and the three Song brothers were even more stunned, their eyes and mouths were wide open, and a cool breeze blew, blowing up an autumn leaf, reflecting the tragic story of Erhu that Xiaoduo is still playing [Only mother is good in the world].

Seeing Zhang Yanzhi coming over, this is no longer a question of whether it is bleak or not, but tragic!

"Don't come here!"

"Ahh

"Ahh

With two terrible screams, the two Song brothers also foamed at the mouth.

There is only one fool brother left on the Song family's side.

"This is the punishment for your hired thugs."

"As for you—" Zhang Yanzhi stared at him with an imposing attitude, but he had something else in his heart.

"This is indeed a mistake in hiring a murderer to beat people" The stupid eldest brother of the Song family is not stage frightened at all, and his speech is very organized.

For a guy who was scolded as a 'fool' by others, Zhang Yanzhi didn't know how stupid he was, so he decided to test one or two.

"Why do you like the eldest sister of Lijia Village?"

"Do you mean that big sister on the side of the mountain?

Hell knows where the side of the mountain you are talking about. Zhang Yanzhi complained in his heart, but in order to continue the topic, he nodded.

"Let me tell you, the big sister is very powerful, she can command a lot of people!"

Zhang Yanzhi was basically sure in his heart that what Song Dafool was talking about was the eldest sister.

"Not only was she nice to me, she didn't drive me away, she also took me to play!"

"A lot of people play together!" The stupid eldest brother of the Song family had burning eyes, as if he remembered some happy memories of the past.

When Zhang Yanzhi heard this reason, he was speechless.

The IQ of the stupid eldest brother of the Song family is estimated to be four or five years old, and he is still very pure and naïve. But the 'adults' of the Song Mansion have misinterpreted it like this, made so many rights and wrongs, and caused such a big turmoil, it's really damn it!

"I still want to play with them! Woo-"

But what happened next made Zhang Yanzhi dumbfounded, and the stupid eldest brother of the Song family actually began to cry sadly.

At the same time, Fang Zuji and the three of them also approached this side.

Zhang Yanzhi suddenly felt faceless, as if he was bullying a mentally retarded person, and made him cry.

Zhang Yanzhi had no choice but to hurriedly comfort the stupid brother of the Song family in turn:

"Oh, don't cry!"

"Come, come, come! Give a sugar first. ”

"If you want to play with the eldest sister, it's not impossible"

Comforting this, the evil Zhang Yanzhi's heart moved: Since he is stupid, why don't I control him?

He suddenly came up with the idea of using a fool to dismantle and control the Song Mansion.

"Really?" The stupid eldest brother of the Song family really stopped crying, he had candy in his mouth, and looked at Zhang Yanzhi suspiciously.

"Ahem, just listen to me"

"So, so"

"Let's go!" Zhang Yanzhi faced Fang Zuji Sandao.

"This time it's thanks to Brother Fengyun again." On the way, the two thanked Zhang Yanzhi.

"Yes, we're friends."

"Brother Fengyun, your martial arts—?" Fang Zuji asked suspiciously.

This is also Zhu Changyuan's question, Fang and Zhu both stared at Zhang Yanzhi with burning eyes, waiting for his answer.

"Hehe, it's just a small gossip, you'll know if you're familiar with me." Zhang Yanzhi looked at Xu Shanduo while speaking, which meant that he was not familiar with Fang and Zhu, and he couldn't tell the secret.

Xu Shanduo nodded cooperatively, but complained in his heart: Isn't this a matter of course? The cult leader doesn't know martial arts, so how can he deter his subordinates.

Zhang Yanzhi's pretended to be mysterious like this, which not only did not make Fang and Zhu unhappy, but aroused their curiosity and strengthened their friendship

In the huge mansion in the center of Pinghai City, Yan Baihu, who was sitting on the luxurious mahogany Taishi chair, was in a very bad mood today, he tasted tea and threw a teacup (worth 100 taels), drank wine and dropped a wine glass (worth 100 taels), and ate fruit and threw a crystal fruit bowl (worth 100 taels)

Seeing that the usually kind Yan Baihu was so abnormal today, the people in charge of cleaning the house could only shout in their hearts:

This is the trench!

The people in the city really know how to play!

At this moment, Yan Baihu was holding a pair of gold and silver pocket watches (worth 100 taels) in his hands, and wanted to smash them to the ground several times, but he hesitated again and again:

Uh--that's what he really likes!

Alas, after all, I still don't give up!

"Someone!"

"In!"

"100 households—?" A young guard officer quickly stepped in.

"That kid has opened a store in Goose City, and it is estimated that he will not come to Pinghai City."

"He still has so many foreign goods in his hands, but he dares not to sell them to me-"

"It seems that my reputation has been so good in recent years that people have forgotten my original name 'Yan Butcher'!"

"Do you understand?"

"The little one understands, and the little one prepares."

Zhu's Cloud Garden in Goose City is centered on water, and the surrounding scenery is different, each with its own characteristics, exquisite and elegant.

Among them, the central small lake is the most beautiful place, the small lake is secretly connected to the West Lake, the lake water is clear and transparent, there are several lotus leaves floating on the lake surface that are as green as jade, and there are delicate pink lotus flowers dotted in the meantime, swimming fish are surrounded by it, and the beauty is unbearable;

There is a pavilion in the middle of the small lake, only connected to the land by a small bridge, sitting in the pavilion not only enjoys the beautiful scenery of the cloud garden, you can enjoy the bright moon on the top, and you can see the West Lake below.

At this moment, in the most beautiful place of this cloud garden, four young people are drinking and admiring the moon together.

The four maids served a table of wine and food, and then crossed the small bridge and left in turn.

The moon hung high in the sky, emitting a faint soft light, with a little mysterious aura sprinkled towards the four people in the pavilion, seeing this scene, Fang Zuji couldn't help but chant in this way:

"The moon is born on the lake (sea), and the end of the world is at this time.

The lover complains about the night, and he is lovesick at night.

The candles are extinguished, and the light is full, and the clothes are dewed.

It's unbearable to give away, and it's a good time to sleep. ”

(Tang, Zhang Jiuling, Mochizuki Huaiyuan)

Then there was silence in the pavilion.

Fang Zuji naturally remembered his sweetheart: Ye Shuyao;

Xu Shanduo remembered what Zhang Yanzhi promised himself that night: "The bright moon is proof, although it will take a while, I have a way to cure your stumbling"

Zhang Yanzhi misses the modern era, where there is a colorful world, where there are his relatives, where there are his own partners and -- Goddess Chen, Su Xiaomei

Zhu Changyuan's body trembled when he heard this poem, and he unconsciously remembered that he was hiding on the shore not far away, monitoring his wife Ling Weilai through the half-covered paper window.

Especially when her sharp and sharp eyes came to mind