"If you let him out, aren't you afraid that he will attack you?"

His eyes fell on Yang Shiyi, who was serving tea and water on the side.

The young man who has changed his name to Wang Mei'er, after a month of recuperation, the injuries on his body have generally healed.

Except for some places where there are still some traces of tender redness, other places are no different from ordinary people.

I don't know if it's Wang Fang's delusion, he always felt that after recovering from his injury, Yang Shiyi's complexion was much whiter and tenderer.

At the same time, Man Niangjiao on the other side smiled and said:

"It's okay, even if he wants to do it to his mother now, I'm afraid he will be powerless."

"Anyway, have you already domesticated him?"

A long time ago, Manniang told herself that she knew how to domesticate dead slaves, and at the moment, Yang Shiyi's situation was obviously similar to that of dead slaves.

This is a man of great faithfulness and a man who will never make a move on his master.

Otherwise, the ancient princes and nobles would not dare to take in the thin horses casually, what if anyone has a grudge against the nobles?

At that time, it is not only the Qinglou that will be unlucky, but even the master behind the Qinglou will be implicated.

Therefore, Yangzhou skinny horses have been brainwashed and trained since they were young, so that they will never make a move on their masters.

I don't want to know Manniang's past experience, and I don't want to explore the means of domesticating lean horses in Qinglou.

He only wanted to know now whether the man who had unchained himself and poured tea and water next to him was a threat.

Immediately afterwards, Manniang replied:

"How is it possible, it's only been a month now, and it will take at least half a year even if you don't take into account the damage to your flesh.

Now, that's just what he pretends, if he had the ability, he would have done it to the old lady a long time ago. ”

As if it was broken by Manniang, Yang Shiyi, who is now Wang Meier, shook her wrist, and the tea spilled all over the ground.

Manniang squinted at him and didn't say anything.

It was only at this time that Wang Fang noticed that there seemed to be something missing between Yang Shiyi's crotch, and there was something wrong with the way he walked, so he frowned and said:

"You castrated him."

Hehe laughed dryly, Manniang did not deny it, but explained:

"Our teacher's rules are not allowed to take in male disciples, don't castrate him, how can the old lady train him."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Wang Fang's evil cold and said:

"Don't worry, our master has passed away a long time ago, and the old lady is now the head of the house, so I will change the door rules when I turn around."

He breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that when Manniang would go crazy and catch himself and castrate.

As he spoke, Wang Fang asked again:

"By the way, what kind of thing is the master you are talking about, at least it must have a name."

The so-called master, that is, what Manniang suddenly made, in order to prevent her from thinking about herself all the time, Wang Fang could only reluctantly join this division and serve as the great elder.

As for the elders below the Great Elder, they are respectively served by Yang Rong, He Goudan, He Yongding and others.

As for poor He Erzhu, he didn't get mixed up with the name of an elder at all, but just pressed the title of steward.

According to Manniang, the elders of the division can't have fools, and arranging a He Goudan to come in is already extraordinarily generous, if another He Erzhu is arranged, then there is really no need to mix.

To this day, Wang Fang still hasn't told He Erzhu this painful news, and if he knew, Wang Fang was afraid that he would be angry and leave his organization.

As for Yang Rong's elder brother Yang Yutang, he was strictly forbidden by Wang Fang.

In his opinion, his own gang, that is, among the teachers, must not have scholars.

Otherwise, once some officialdom people are mixed into the gangs, it is difficult to imagine whether they will represent the interests of the people at the bottom.

And today, Wang Fang has completely figured out his future goals.

That is, to establish an organization to represent the people at the bottom, and it is impossible to let the scholar class decide the future of China all the time, at least these people living at the bottom should also have their own way to speak.

Perhaps in the future, the current division will develop to the extent of the party, but at least in the current era when the king can still control it, certain class enemies must not be allowed to get involved.

In fact, according to Yang Yutang's identity, these words are not reasonable enough, but Wang Fang did not dare to open this mouth, because he had not confirmed whether Yang Yutang still had the idea of the imperial examination.

At the same time, on the other side, Man Niang continued to speak:

"What do you say about the name of our master, the old lady has been thinking about it for a month, but she hasn't come up with a reasonable name.

As for Runaway Valley, you don't agree! ”

He glanced at Wang Fang with disgust, as if he had done something hurtful.

"Absolutely can't agree!"

The name Xiaoyao Valley is too cliché, and if you open the Internet in your previous life, at least half of the martial arts books have the name of Xiaoyao Valley.

It looks good at the moment, but it's too uncomfortable for a modern person with a Runaway in his mind.

"What do you think of Hongmen?"

This is a super-large organization that has grown to millions of members, and although it is not sure whether there is a name factor in it, in private, Wang Fang has always felt that Hongmen's name is good.

It's just that before he finished speaking, he was vetoed by Manniang:

"Bullshit Hongmen, you crow's mouth, there is still a big river above our heads, be careful that one day it will flood our family's foundation."

As he spoke, Wang Fang was speechless and said:

"You really want to take root here, don't forget, there's a big river above your head, and you might be flooded at some point."

Subconsciously, Wang Fang never wanted to develop in this valley for a long time, but the man in front of him obviously had other ideas.

"What do you think of another opening, don't you know how to make gunpowder, and when the time comes, blow up a hole and let the water of the river flow.

Once the threat of flooding is gone, this valley will truly become our family's foundation. ”

As he spoke, Wang Fang fell into deep thought, this idea is good, it seems that he should investigate it in advance.

At the same time, Manniang on the other side jumped up and said:

"When I think about it, I'll call it Lingyan Pavilion."

While speaking, Manniang ignored the clothes that had fallen off her body, and preached around Wang Fang nakedly:

"Isn't there a Lingyan Pavilion in ancient times, there is also a poem called when the Lingjing is at the top, at a glance the mountains are small, we are here as a branch of Jiuhua Mountain, Jiuhua Mountain Lingyan Pavilion, this name sounds atmospheric."

"What a mess!"

Ignoring Wang Fang's opposition, Manniang made a tough decision, there was no way, she was the leader and the head of the house, as for Wang Fang, a seven-year-old child should be the leader, which is really unconvincing.

"I'm still waiting to be the third-generation helper."

As for the first generation of helpers, they are naturally Wang Fang and Manniang's nominal masters.

It is said to be an old bustard, I don't know the specific name, but she has trained Manniang for two years, and in addition, she probably knows that her master is from Hangzhou.

Wang Fang thoughtlessly:

"The first generation of helpers is an old bustard whose name is unknown, the second-generation helper is a mandala with a fake name, and the third-generation helper is a time-traveler."

"Why is this situation so messy?"

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