Liu Tie glanced at Liu Yiyi, looked at the latter and nodded, and hurriedly put the long-life chain that still smelled of Zhang Mao's stinky feet in his arms and rushed out. Zhang Mao put back his boots and walked back into the hall, but said to Liu Yiyi: "Don't panic, master, when did I not fight like this after I was seven years old?" My father was greedy for money, and Mr. gave him a few grenades, and he kept thinking that if Mr. had something to do, my father would directly lead the troops to surround the house, and Mr. came back, and if he didn't get him a hundred and ten grenades, I was afraid that he would not do it! "As for whether the gentleman will come back or not, then the old man of his family will probably take it himself. Since he was fooled by Ding Yi and got the meteorite from outside the sky when he went home, he felt like his elbows were turning out.

To say that it sounds good is to have a sense of collective belonging; To put it mildly, Ding Yi brainwashed this nine-year-old child very successfully, and always said something to him every day: "Are you willing to live under your father's name for the rest of your life?" "What is the difference between inheriting the title, waking up to eat, eating and sleeping, and a pig? "Fame is only taken immediately! "There is an endless territory beyond the Ming Dynasty! "Do you know that Huo Qu is sick? That's a man! "Children are very easy to brainwash, hundreds of years later, in the era of extremely developed information, some teachers let students review and jump off the building if they can't write, and the children really go to jump off the building, not to mention the Ming Dynasty that pays attention to "one day as a teacher and a father for life".

There is also a problem of the level of demand, if this kind of thing is told to Chen San, in addition to hypnosis, only Chen San's smirk will respond. But for Zhang Mao, the little grandfather who didn't worry about food and clothing and was born a master, his eyes suddenly opened up, especially after Ding Yi solemnly handed him a brief shijie map, Zhang Mao was determined, or rather, completely brainwashed.

Liu Yiyi barely squeezed out a smile when she listened, nodded and said, "There is Lao Mao'er." "It's scary. It's just fighting for water in the countryside, and the whole village seems to be fighting on a huge scale, and there are only one or twenty people who really rush ahead. When a nine-year-old child fights, he asks 300 good hands to bring his belongings, and he says that since he was seven years old, when did he not fight like this?

"You leave ten people to protect my yard, and the others go to help Mr. Ding get out of trouble." Su Zhen's voice came steadily outside the living room, "Su Mou's knife is here, and he will protect the safety of this house." "He has a clear division, and the Craftsman's House must not afford to lose. Outsiders were never allowed to interfere, so he asked Xu Niu to leave ten of them.

Xiao Xianglian, who is usually half a beat slower, listened on the side, and immediately said in a long voice: "There is Lao Su Hero!" Then he said to Liu Yiyi, "Sister, you stay at home." I took them to have a fight with those dog thieves! After that, he pointed at Wei Wencheng and said, "You have no flesh on your face." It's really hands-on. I'm afraid a gust of wind will blow you! Let's take care of the home honestly at home, Xu Niu, order all the people and horses to bring weapons, and follow me to save my senior brother! ”

This is suddenly as natural as a stimulant, but it is not for no reason.

Without him, Su Jian's reputation in the rivers and lakes is too loud. In the Ming underworld, Su Zhen of Beizhili wants to kill dozens of mountain bandits at every turn, can his reputation not be famous? Naturally, Su Zhen should take care of the house, and immediately felt that he had a bottom in his heart. This is just a peripheral brother of the Ming underworld. It's just a blind trust in the big guy who is rumored to be like a legend.

"Sister, stay!" Liu Yiyi grabbed Xiao Xianglian, but said to her, "The female relatives in the family still need her sister to take care of it!" Su Daxia is inconvenient after all! Then he said to Xu Shan, "Just follow what your little master said, hurry up!" Fortunately, Liu Yiyi was still a little sober at this juncture, and shouted to the little grandfather who shrugged his shoulders and was gearing up, "Mao'er stays!" ”

Where will Zhang Mao listen to her? He just took Ding Yi, and he was still a little close to the natural stupid who stuffed a piece of candy for him from time to time, pinched his face from time to time, and secretly helped him stuff his dirty clothes for his subordinates to wash; Liu Yiyi, the master's wife, Zhang Mao really didn't take her in her eyes at all, not only her appearance in this Ming Dynasty, but only Ding Yi can appreciate it, the important thing is her background, the daughter of a businessman, and the little grandfather's contempt from the bottom of her heart!

So I can't hear it at all, and I have to go out after following Zhu Dong.

Liu Yiyi really wanted to cry for a while, holding Xiao Xianglian in her hand, and only said to Zhang Mao in her mouth: "In case Su Daxia can't come, I have to go to the Guogong Mansion to move the rescue soldiers, otherwise I will wait for three long and two short, your husband is back, what face do you have to see him!" "It's this sentence, Shengsheng persuaded the little grandfather.

Looking at Xu Niu and them running out of the side door and back door in groups of three or five, Zhang Mao only felt extremely envious, as long as a person with a little blood practiced his skills, he naturally looked forward to the opportunity to show himself, and the little grandfather was no exception. It's just that after all, it's a child's nature, and when those sergeants have gone out, Zhang Mao ran to Su Zhen, who was sitting in the courtyard with a long knife in his arms, and asked, "Brother Su...... Hey, don't be like this, okay, okay, Uncle Su, this is okay, right? "Ding Yi taught him to call Su Jian as Uncle Su, but the little grandfather felt that his status was noble, and he called him an uncle? Isn't it just the head of the courtyard? So when Ding Yi is not around, he always likes to reduce Su Zhen's seniority, but he was made by Su Jian to fall over his shoulder a few times, and he was still a little afraid of him, so he honestly changed his words when he stared.

"Su, it seems that Mr. Ding has so many disciples, but you have obtained the true inheritance." Su Jian said with a smile.

The little grandfather was happy: "That's!" What is the origin of the master? What are their origins? Where can I compare to the young master's incomparably intelligent and talented! ”

"No, it's talent." Su Zhen said seriously.

"Talent?"

"Yes, you have a great similarity with Mr. Ding, that is, you can be shameless at any time." Su Zhen was just fooled by Ding Yi with righteousness, hot-blooded patriotism and murder, and he didn't necessarily lose his IQ at ordinary times.

Zhang Mao gritted his teeth when he listened, thinking that he really couldn't get the other party, so he turned his head to look left and right: "The sun is shining today, I think Mr. will be able to turn evil into good fortune...... By the way, Uncle Su, how can your knife protect the peace of this huge mansion? ”

"Your husband has a grenade, but Su doesn't." Su Jian unhurriedly took out the fire coal and put it beside him, and took out another object and put it on the same side, "But there is still a cloud-piercing arrow." ”

The little grandfather was happy: "This gentleman told me that an arrow piercing the clouds will meet thousands of troops!" Come, come, Uncle Su, I'll help you ......"

Su Zhen slapped Zhang Mao's hand away, what kind of fireworks signal is shining in the sun in broad daylight? Who can see it?

Besides, he didn't have the heart to play with the kid.

A few years ago, he went to assassinate a vassal king who bullied men and women, but he didn't succeed, and Su Jian was very clear about a prince's liliang.

Now I don't know if King Yu has participated in this killing machine arranged against Ding Yi, if so, I'm afraid ......

He shook his head and closed his eyes, and the wind could hear the trembling of the branches with his ears.

The trees want to be quiet, and the wind does not stop.

Zuo'an Gate goes out for more than ten miles, but it is a place to go out. At the turn of spring and summer, there are many scribes and prostitutes to invite friends, come here for leisure, or practice Keju and polo are also suitable venues. So there are many more livelihoods on both sides of the official road around this wilderness, it seems to be a market ruin, there are big bowls of tea sheds, there are kite stalls, there are rock sugar gourds to carry the burden, and a few steps later, there are soup cakes under the willow trees - that is, noodles, a few stones built up of earthen stoves, the wheelbarrow on the board to find two stumps to put up and cut onions with noodles, do it on call, it is also a hot soup and hot water business. There are also twenty or thirty stalls, and scattered pedestrians passing by occasionally help to buy some snacks and the like, which is very lively.

Ding Yi, Hu Shan, Chen San, and more than a dozen people, Fang Zi got off the horse, and someone ran over with a smile on his face and asked: "Uncle's horse is a divine horse, and the villain has been waiting for big animals for many years...... How can this horse eat the grass seeds on its own? Uncle, once BMW loses its appetite......"

There is nothing to believe in what he says, and fortune tellers can earn money to support their families.

It's just that all the horses that come here, even if they are full of leprosy and lose fat, people can tell you that they are Qin Qiong's second brother's yellow fat horse - it is really the hero who is parked and the BMW is trapped is like this...... Zandema praised people again.

After all, I just want to sell two loads of forage.

Ding Yi sounded funny, but there is always a custom in Huaxia, that is, to get a good fortune, listening to this person's eloquent tongue, Ding Yi said to Hu Shan: "Just help him." And the money was about to go out, and the fodder was brought over, but it was neatly laid, and a man brought a brush from a bucket to help the horses to wash their hair. According to Chen San's eyesight of helping thousands of families to raise horses with forage, he also felt that the other party's mouth was not mentioned, and the work under his hands was an expert.

At this time, there were two small servants in the shed of the big bowl of tea, and they looked at Ding Yi but asked with squinted eyes: "But come to our prince's appointment?" Who's the honorable guest? It seems that the king of Yu stayed here to wait for the guests, and when he heard Hu Shan report Ding Yi's name, he took out a pamphlet from his arms and looked through it, and said after a while, "Oh, it's Mr. Rujin!" Wait, our prince will arrive later, and wait for the distinguished guests. There is a soup cake stall over there, if you need it, you can just use it, and the cost will be settled in a while. As he spoke, he scolded the forage seller again, and asked him if he had received Ding Yi's money? But he wanted him to return the money to Ding Yi, until Ding Yi said that he was rewarded for selling forage, and the two little servants gave up, but when they turned around, Ding Yi listened to their low voice and laughed, "Damn, what a big official!" "That, the county of the eighth grade, haha! ”

was so angry that Hu Shan wanted to go to them to theorize, but Ding Yi stopped him so that nothing happened.

Everything seems to be without the slightest problem, whether it is the forage or the aroma of the soup cakes, including the arrogance of the servants and the servility in their bones, they are all blameless. (To be continued......)