Chapter 270: The Sugar Stall

Mu Bin picked up on the other side: "It's not just that! A few of us are in the hands of King Wu, hehe, I'm afraid that we can't survive and die, if it's a blind hard top, maybe it will stink for 10,000 years! Your Majesty's good means! ”

Min Gui was stunned: "As for it?" Wu Wang: I remember that I was only eight years old this year, right? No matter how evil a child is, how far can he go? ”

Mu Bin smiled bitterly, simply sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, turned his head to the sky, and slowly fell into the memory: "King Wu once went out of Youyu in the west, went around in a big circle on the grassland, and killed tens of thousands of grassland barbarians in two battles!" Xia Guan was fortunate to follow his side and witnessed the bloody journey. Alas, I'm not afraid of your jokes, the lower officials are both respectful and afraid of His Highness, if His Highness was there that day, I wouldn't dare to stand by your side. ”

Zeng Jian and Hua Houwei had never dealt with each other, and they were interested at the moment: "Lao Mou, tell me, what kind of person is King Wu?" ”

Mu Bin sighed: "The mountains look up, and it will be difficult to look at the back of their necks for the rest of their lives!" ”

Min Gui was taken aback: "His Royal Highness's behavior back then was a little demonic, but has it really reached such a point?" ”

"Humph! Wisdom is like the sea, I believe you know, there are too many deeds in terms of tricks and tricks, so I will talk about power. Did you know that Your Highness told me a few years ago that I would be in the situation where I am today? Not convinced? Alas, at that moment on the Jinluan Palace, I was also cold all over my body, but I had to take that step. The little prince's Jinong played tricks, but His Royal Highness blackmailed 8,000 war horses; The little prince knocked on the pass, and his soul was knocked out by His Royal Highness in the battle of Cailiang Mountain. The methods of the king of Heshun are ruthless and vicious, interlocking, with the wisdom of the first emperor, it is also... But between His Highness's handshakes, it was in ashes! The matter of opening the sea, the country, the emperor, the nobles, the soldiers, and the merchants were all wiped out, and everyone in the world was blinded by the yellow and white things, and they all ran away. What is the means? When it comes to the subset of scripture and history, His Highness is definitely not good, but the subset of scripture and history cannot replace eating, drinking, Lazar, birth, old age, sickness and death. The two adults, to say something dejected, went to Jiangnan under the officials, and they could only obey their orders. You two, ask for more blessings for yourselves. ”

Zeng Jian fell into deep thought, but Min Gui shook his head: "Master Mu, what you said is exaggerated, right?" But the old man did not believe it. ”

Mu Bin sighed: "How was Boss Liu Jian?" Now in Jiangnan, I am the chief consultant of the senior pavilion, Lord Min, what do you think of Lord Liu? ”

Min Gui shook his head: "No matter how conceited the old man is, he doesn't dare to compare with Lord Liu." ”

"Still, Lord Liu is convinced by His Highness, think about His Highness's methods? In fact, what I admire most about Your Highness is not those means. I remember the battle of Hanhai Qixing Lake, and there were countless souls under Makqin. His Royal Highness looked at the corpse mountain and the sea of blood and was unwell, but he still resisted to encourage morale, so that he had a high fever all night. If it weren't for Wang Zhi carrying the Yao holy medicine with him, there would definitely be something unbearable. His Royal Highness was six years old at the time, but he was so tenacious that Mu Bin was ashamed. For the sake of the Ming Dynasty, with the respect of the prince, he took the lead regardless of life and death, Mu Bin was impressed! ”

Three days later, the four of them set off, Cui Rui had a stick sore, poisoned his heart, and died tragically at home.

The sun is shining on the shore of Mochou Lake, the weeping willows on the embankment are like silk, and the smoke and waves are vast in the distance. Taikang hugged Hua Houwei's neck and was coquettish: "Pot pot, there is a sugar stall over there, I want to eat!" ”

Empress Zhang smiled and shook her head: "Still eating?" Not afraid of toothache? ”

Taikang covered his cheeks, then buried his head in Hua Houwei's arms, and played a scoundrel: "No, no, you have to eat sugar!" ”

Hua Houwei smiled and comforted: "Okay, it's just maltose, that brother will take you there!" ”

Empress Zhang slapped her angrily: "Taikang, you are spoiled!" ”

Hua Houwei hugged Taikang and lowered his head, and ran away. Taikang clapped his hands and shouted: "Run, run, my mother can't catch it!" ”

Watching the two little ones run away, Queen Zhang smiled contentedly. It's still Wei'er, I know that it hurts. Alas, Taikang let him be spoiled like this, how will he marry in the future?

There was no one in front of the stall, a middle-aged man who looked simple and thick, sitting cross-legged on a stone, with a wooden box in front of him, and the sticky golden maltose in a small casserole on the small charcoal stove next to him was exuding an attractive sweet fragrance.

"Yes!"

Huahou Weiwan smiled and put down Taikang: "Ask the price yourself, and my brother will pay!" ”

"Good!" Taikang's eyes were rolling wildly, and he looked at the middle-aged man and asked in a milky voice: "That, how much is the butterfly?" ”

The middle-aged man enthusiastically introduced: "They are all worthless things, butterfly twenty wen, pig head twenty wen, dragon and phoenix fifty wen, as well as the latest Monkey King, Zhu Bajie, Sha Seng, Tang Seng eighty wen!" ”

"Yikes! It's so expensive! Uncle, can it be cheaper? Taikang blinked his eyes, and his cute appearance was extremely cute.

The middle-aged man looked overwhelmed, and nodded again and again: "Yes, I have a turntable here, turn forty wen once, which one the pointer points to, which one is which, you can't regret it!" ”

Taikang looked down and looked carefully, most of the patterns on the turntable were fifty or eighty, and several patterns such as butterflies were scattered on the disk.

Taikang smiled slyly: "Then I transferred to Zhu Bajie and it was also forty Wen?" ”

"Well, Tong Su is not bullied!"

Taikang didn't wait for the middle-aged man to finish speaking, grabbed the pointer and shook it vigorously. The hands turned slowly, and Taikang stared at the hands intently.

"Yikes! Monkey King, Monkey King! Alas, just a little! Taikang stomped his feet angrily and looked back at Hua Houwei in frustration.

Hua Houwei shook his head with a smile and threw out a string of copper coins: "Turn it twice more!" ”

Taikang jumped to his feet and clapped his hands, grabbed the pointer and turned it again. The result was very unbeautiful, and the butterfly became ugly in Taikang's eyes.

The middle-aged man smiled and encouraged: "One more time, it will definitely work!" ”

"Good!" Taikang clenched his little fists angrily and cheered himself up: "Taikang is the most powerful, this time he must turn to Sun Wukong!" Begin! ”

Alas, beautiful wishes always end sadly, Taikang looked at the pig's head under the pointer blankly, his mouth was deflated, and he cried!

Hua Houwei raised his eyebrows, and his eyes gradually became cold. He took out another string of copper coins and threw them on the ground: "Come again!" ”

"I'm not coming! Pots and pots, I'm! Ahh Why do my hands stink so much! Taikang's crying is out of breath, and his small appearance is really distressing.

"Little lady, if you do it again, maybe you can transfer to Sun Wukong!"

Hua Houwei couldn't help it and went down in person. He turned the pointer with his right hand, and his left hand was not taken out of his sleeve. The middle-aged man was stunned as the pointer stopped on Sun Wukong and looked up at Hua Houwei.

"Hehe, why is the magnet not the top of the matter? Come and see! Hua Houwei stretched out his left hand and held a magnet in his hand.

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "Greedy, too greedy." The little brother must have seen it a long time ago. But I still made the little lady cry! Alas, admit it! ”