Chapter Thirty-Eight: Take Him Back to the Manor
If it was placed in the past, the girls' little fragrant fists were pounded on their chests one by one, and the virtuous prince would definitely enjoy it very much.
But now.
His mother's little fragrant fist suddenly turned into a hammer!
Especially the girl in red, she stretched out her hand and punched him twice, and he was about to vomit blood!
"Stop! Don't fight anymore! Stop it! β
The virtuous prince roared incompetently, but Xiaohong suddenly snorted coldly and said, "A stinky man who looks like a dog!" If it weren't for the requisition of grain again and again, the old lady would be a good girl now! β
Lord Xian: !!!
I don't want to take the blame on my nephew anymore!
That's what he did! This king! I don't know!
But after all, the little prince and Zhu Xiaozhu were here, and the virtuous prince was beaten to the point that his eyes were crooked and his legs were crippled, and his clothes were in tatters, but he still didn't dare to say a word.
Zhu Xiaozhu looked at him with a smile and patted her soft little hands: "Daddy said that if you do something wrong, you will be punished!" β
Lord Xian: Again, it wasn't Lao Tzu who did it!
He roared wildly in his heart, but after being glared at by Yan Cijiu, the virtuous prince said aggrievedly: "Woo, it's my fault, it's all because this king didn't educate that stinky boy well!" β
"Now the girls are also angry, and this king also knows that it is wrong, so can you ......?"
Can you let this king go!
Zhu Xiaozhu nodded seriously: "You are a good boy if you know how to change your mistakes, but just now, all the young ladies have played with you, do you also want to leave some silver?" β
Make no mistake!
This king is the one who was beaten! It's good that this king didn't cheat you about your medical expenses!
Yan Cijiu narrowed his eyes dangerously.
Looking at the two little dolls like golden boys and girls standing side by side, the whole person of the virtuous prince was stunned: "Okay." β
"Give it!" Xian Wang Ye shouted.
He angrily threw down the only silver taels he had left, and then limped out of the Yingxiang Pavilion.
With the shadow of this time, King Xian secretly made up his mind that in the future, what he hates the most is a beautiful girl!
Hum!
Zhu Xiaozhu happily counted the silver.
The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the virtuous prince is still very generous.
Zhu Xiaozhu laboriously climbed onto the small bench and divided the silver into more than 30 parts, which were divided equally among each girl.
After parting, she twisted her milky little body, and then raised her head and said to the sisters with a smile: "Then our transformation task will start now." β
"This money will be given to you, and you may buy yourself a new set of clothes!"
Then pinch ......
Zhu Xiaozhu looks old, the body of the three-year-old milk doll is too cute every day, and the sisters still think that their little master is coquettish.
But what Zhu Xiaozhu thought was that the clothes they were wearing now were too revealing, so it would definitely not work.
"Then the training location will be set at ......" Zhu Xiaozhu's black grape-like eyes lit up suddenly, his left hand clenched into a fist, and gently knocked on his right palm: "The training location is set at Happy Manor!" From now on, girls who want to stay can go to Blast to sign up, and Blast will teach you a little kung fu so that you won't be easily bullied in the future! β
In this way, the manor can be a little more lively!
Things are so happily decided~
Yan Cijiu looked at his little fiancΓ©e with big short legs, and there were bubbles of joy all over her body, and he couldn't help but bow his head and support his forehead.
Alas, what a small child who didn't grow up.
I have to work hard to grow up as soon as possible, so that I can protect Xiaozhu'er and let her be a child for life!
The little prince secretly made up his mind, and the girls of Yingxiang Pavilion responded to every call.
When he came, Zhu Xiaozhu drove lightly, and several people shrank in the carriage and whispered.
But on the way back, there was a group of chirping little girls behind the carriage.
They washed off the excess rouge gouache on their faces, revealing their youthful and energetic faces, which attracted the attention of many people along the way, and a few aunts covered their mouths and smiled: "Those little girls are all the maids of the Bodhisattva little county lord, they are worthy of being the people around the little county lord, one by one, they are so beautiful!" β
"Not really! If there are these girls in our wild girl, half of the temperament will be good! β
But what they didn't know was that these little girls who were praised by them used to be the "fox spirits" that everyone scolded them.
The pony carriage walked and walked, and Zhu Xiaozhu's head shook.
Finally arrived at the manor, and the craftsmen were still in full swing.
There were the most vacant houses in the manor, and Hurricane quickly arranged a place for the girls to live in, and then made a training plan for them.
"There are no idlers in the manor, you get up before midnight every day, run around the manor, and then come back to eat."
"Weight-bearing training in the morning, of course, you can also help our little master move bricks, hand over tiles, don't eat at noon because of the yard, and then have half an hour of rest, and continue weight-bearing training in the afternoon!"
"At night, you do what you used to be good at, you can't learn something new and neglect your previous skills, and then go to bed on time at noon, do you think there is a problem?"
Hurricane is a very strict master.
The girls looked at each other, although it sounded very hard, but the rebirth of Nirvana is to shed a layer of skin.
Otherwise, how can we survive in this cannibalistic world?
"We have no opinion!" The girls shouted in unison.
Zhu Xiaozhu sat Yan Cijiu and Zhu Cheng.
Zhu Cheng crossed Erlang's legs, leisurely drinking tea under the pergola, Yan Ci Jiuyi was noble and awe-inspiring, but he was willing to fan Zhu Xiaozhu.
Zhu Xiaozhu made a bet with them: "Guess, how many beautiful sisters can last until the end?" β
"Just three or four." Yan Cijiu didn't hesitate.
Zhu Cheng didn't believe it either: "With such cruel training, I guess, there are only one or two who can last until the end." β
Zhu Xiaozhu tilted her head and looked at the beautiful sisters with a smile.
Not......
In fact, she couldn't guess how many people would be able to make it to the end.
But these thirty-odd people, there are always people who can find their own soul and way to survive.
See.
There are a lot of beautiful girls in Happy Manor.
The craftsmen are working harder.
In the morning, when the girls came back from a sweaty run, they went to eat under the makeshift pergola with the craftsmen.
In addition to those craftsmen who have wives and children, there are also many people who are young men who have not married!
Seeing so many beautiful girls at once, they were so nervous that they couldn't even eat.
The girls are all fine, talking and laughing one by one.
But suddenly, the old black brow in the craftsman suddenly wrinkled.
He stared at one of the girls, looking at it carefully, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
The girl who was watched by him subconsciously lowered her head to dodge at first, but thinking of what the wind had asked them to shout in the morning, the girl immediately raised her head and glared at Lao Hei fiercely: "Look at what to see!" β