Chapter Seventy-Five: Bamboo Mansion 1
In Guyuan City, since the city lord ate the forgetful grass, a long time has passed, and there has been no snow, and the people of the city have lived a good life. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
At this time, it is already a hot summer, and every night, the windows of the high Dongxue Hall will be opened. Zhao Shui'er snuggled up to Pang Yuexiang and quietly gazed at their city, watching the stars in the dark sky, and also watching the ring lights surrounding the city, taking a cool ride by the way.
Her heart belongs to him!
At this time, Pang Yuexiang never forgot to pay attention to the only maple tree in the flower courtyard every night.
The tree is not particularly large, but it is very luxuriant, and the thick green leaves are charming one by one, and the roots of the leaves are reddish.
Whenever he pays attention to the leaves, Pang Yuexiang will remember an unforgettable scene in the south of the city a few years ago. If it weren't for that miraculous old man, he wouldn't be the city lord himself.
"As soon as the maple leaves pass, the city is full of red!"
That should be the scene he is most looking forward to in his life.
Tonight, the two stopped at the window as usual, and after being together for a while, Zhao Shui'er looked at the quiet night sky outside and suddenly aroused his thoughts.
"Mother, Mother......"
She was suddenly sad.
"Even though many years have passed, I still have a grudge against my father. He must have abandoned my mother, he was a cold lover! I don't even know what my mother looked like in my memory. ”
The more Zhao Shui'er spoke, the more aggrieved she felt in her heart, and gradually began to whimper.
"I would love to see my mother, where she ......"
Pang Yuexiang hugged her tightly and comforted:
"Your father must have had a plan to let your mother go for the sake of her safety. Coupled with the complicated life of many years ago, how can you understand the situation at such a young age? Besides, your father loves you, and let more of his subordinates escort you away that night, but he himself was killed by an enemy, how can Shui'er blame him?"
Listening to Pang Yuexiang's words, Zhao Shui'er was silent for a long time before nodding resolutely on his face and saying:
"I will avenge my father. ”
On the second day, early in the morning, before the sun rose, the city lord and his wife were still sleeping in the Dongxue Hall, when the hurried shouts of the kitchen workers suddenly sounded outside the hall gate:
"City Lord! City Lord Wake Up! Outside the gate of the mansion, dozens of strong men with swords on their backs came to the robbery field, and they all looked very powerful. They shouted at the city lord to open the palace gate, and claimed that they would chop the city lord into meat pies to avenge the death!
Subordinates, do subordinates need to go to the moat temple to ask for city protection?"
Pang Yuexiang was woken up by the report of the kitchen workers outside the hall, and ordered:
"Don't bother!
You and the main guard prepare carefully, and wait for the city lord and I to personally go out of the palace to face the battle!"
The kitchen staff will be arranged according to the order.
"Shui'er, you continue to rest here, Ben Xiang will be back soon!"
Said to the lady next to the pillow, Pang Yuexiang got dressed and got out of bed.
"Dongxue is cold, you, you are a heinous person! You are like a weak woman, and you are a killer! You have the ability to open the door and see how Lao Tzu cuts you!"
At the gate of the city government, the bald head and big fat man with a wide knife on his back and forth moved back and forth, his fierce steps under his feet, and his mouth was full of anger. Behind him, a group of fat brothers. Among them, there are also two people who are chattering and quacking.
"The owner of my family has not been back since you came to Guyuan City last year, who else will you be killed if you are not harmed?"
The more he shouted, the more angry he became, and he quickly removed the knife on his shoulder.
After a while, the gate of the city government slowly opened, and the shocking figure made everyone retreat:
At the southern end of the Flower Courtyard, four city guards walked out with a high throne inlaid with gold, and the long-haired city lord with a wide yellow robe was placed on the seat. His hands lightly supported the arms of the chair, his face was full of majesty, and the two treasures and the kitchen worker in front of him were holding the whip on the left and the right to open the way.
"That's it, it's almost time to put on a hat!"
"How do you look like an emperor?"
Jingsan and Silly Five Fingers discussed.
"Yuuji, why are you here too?"
The earth boss fixed his eyes and took a closer look and was amazed.
Pang Yuexiang stretched out his fingers to pry the hair covering his eyebrows, glanced at it a few times, and turned the local boss with the crimson word "soil" on the top of his head was also strange, and asked:
"Boss, what are you doing here?"
"Bastard!"
The local boss immediately started scolding,
"Your kid accompanied the owner of the village to Guyuan City to slaughter Dongxue's cold body, it has been half a year since he was young, where did you leave the owner?"
The moment the words were asked, the local boss looked Yong Er up and down, and he was even more puzzled, raised his big knife and rubbed his scalp with the knife surface and continued to ask puzzled:
"You kid, why did you kid come out of the city where Dongxue was cold?"
"It must be because he's the lord of the city!"
Jingsan rushed to answer.
"No! Look at his current outfit, he should be wide, he just went to the appointed time to go out and fool around with the city lord!"
Silly five guesses.
The words of these two people suddenly confused the head of the earth boss even more.
At this time, Zhao Shui'er in Dongxue Hall was afraid of any accident because he was not worried about the city lord, and then he came to the flower courtyard, and stopped at the gate of the mansion like the city lord at this moment.
"Ah, the owner, you're all right!"
As soon as the local boss saw her beauty like a flower, she immediately knelt on the ground and shouted, tears flowing. The brothers behind him also knelt down in unison, shaking the word "soil" on the top of their heads excitedly, as if they were seeing their relatives in the next world again.
"Owner, the soil entourage wants you to die!
Ever since you left the Escape, you have not been able to eat!
We looked forward to the stars and the moon but couldn't wait for you back, so we had to come to Guyuan City to avenge you, and thought that something happened to the owner. ”
With a fiery heart, the local boss told emotionally.
"Ben, isn't it good for the Lord to get up, get up! The Lord has not forgotten you. ”
When Zhao Shui'er heard this, she also felt a deep sense of shame and said intermittently to the entourage.
"How is the owner doing?"
The soil boss asked with concern and leaned towards Zhao Shui'er's side.
"Hey, stay away! What are you doing? Madame has a noble status!"
Suddenly, Erbao took a few steps forward and stopped in the middle, stopping him.
"Ma'am?"
The soil boss suddenly sweated on his forehead, wiped his hand casually and asked:
"Whose wife?"
Erbao pointed back to Yongji on the gilded throne and said:
"Can't you see such a big person?"
The soil boss's eyes were about to pop out in an instant, and he first scolded Erbao:
"It's really a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and the four of them actually dare to speak to the boss like this!"
Immediately afterwards, he turned his face to Yuji, who was sitting firmly on top, and said sarcastically with regret:
"I just feel that you kid didn't have a good heart! Why didn't I cut you with a knife that night next to the bath room! The boss is so confused that he is dying!"
Soon, looking at Erbao on the left and Yong Er on the right, he angrily scolded at the seat:
"You are a wicked species! You have forgotten your humility and dared to show affection to the above, shameless!
At this time, the kitchen worker rushed over to persuade and explain:
"A hero's words are out of proportion. How undignified is it in the public court?
Besides, the person on the high throne behind the contemptible man right now is the city lord of Guyuan, so how can he be respected?"
Hearing this person say this, the local boss couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted angrily:
"I said, why hasn't Dong Xuehan died yet?
Yong, two big liars, tricked the owner of the village into his city and forcibly married him, see how Lao Tzu chopped you!
Brethren, go up!"
As soon as the soil boss finished speaking, the big knife was raised.