Outside Huang Xiongying's small courtyard.

Zhou Ji pulled away from the steward, walked in front of Huang Xiongying, twitched his nose, and said with a smile:

"It's so fragrant, Brother Ying'er, just eat?"

Reach out and don't hit the smiley person.

Huang Xiongying nodded: "There are guests at home, just say something here." ”

"Oh-"

Zhou Ji dragged out his voice, made a sudden appearance, and said: "Brother Ying'er, we Mingren don't say dark words, I heard that you don't offer us wine and salt?" Is there such a thing? ”

"Yes."

Huang Xiongying replied very simply.

Zhou Ji was not annoyed, but narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "What's wrong?" Is it because we don't have enough money? Well, starting tomorrow, the commission will be increased by one level! ”

"It's not."

Huang Xiongying shook his head: "I'm leaving the Beijing Division and going to join the army." ”

Zhou Ji's brows furrowed slightly: "Okay, why are you suddenly going to join the army?" ”

Huang Xiongying replied: "I am a soldier, and it is a matter of time before I join the army, so it is better to go early than late." ”

"Huh-"

Zhou Ji chuckled: "What should I do, isn't it just a household registration?" Let's help you get it, didn't we tell you, if there is anything to find me Zhou Ji, I can carry it for you when the sky falls! ”

"Don't forget who our dad is!"

Zhou Ji didn't forget to add and patted Huang Xiongying on the shoulder.

That's a clever way to put it.

First, he told Huang Xiongying that he could help him solve the problem of household registration, and second, he reminded Huang Xiongying that he Zhou Ji also had a coaxing father, Jiangxia Zhou Dexing.

It can be described as a combination of grace and power.

At least that's what Zhou Ji himself thinks, such a trick is just an errand in the palace, which is really useless.

Unexpectedly, Huang Xiongying said with a resolute face: "No need, I have made up my mind." ”

Zhou Ji, a short-lived ghost, was about to die, and he dragged his father to accompany him to the funeral, Huang Xiongying didn't want to be implicated.

"Oh?"

Zhou Ji pursed his mouth, nodded slightly, and said: "It's okay, we heard that General Lan is going to go on an expedition again, we can introduce you to his door, and there will be a future in the future, but don't forget us." ”

Zhou Ji still admires Huang Xiongying very much, he can make such a powerful thing at a young age, even if he is in the army, he has a lot to do.

But you have to know......

These are all personal debts that he sold Zhou Ji and want to repay.

Unexpectedly, Huang Xiongying still shook his head and refused: "Don't bother Zhou Gongzi, I can handle it myself." ”

Zhou Ji's heart suddenly rose with anger, but he still pressed it, the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, and said with a smile:

"It's okay, our brother Ying has grown up and his wings are stiff, but ......"

Zhou Ji touched his chin, changed his words, and said, "Before you leave Jingshi, can you ...... the recipe for making wine and salt?" To us? We won't treat you badly. ”

"Nope."

Huang Xiongying didn't think about it, and directly refused.

"Huh?"

Zhou Ji's eyes suddenly gathered and stared at Huang Xiongying: "Let's call you Brother Ying'er because we really appreciate you, yes, you do have some talent, but people, you can't fight with the sky!" ”

"You know what I mean? I, Zhou Ji, is your God! ”

Huang Xiongying is still calm.

Now that the decision has been made to tear the face, there is nothing to scruple about.

Facing Zhou Ji's pressing gaze, Huang Xiongying suddenly smiled and said, "What about the heavens?" I think you're fucking ready to go to heaven! ”

"You ......"

Zhou Ji's face sank instantly, and even began to distort a little.

He didn't expect that Huang Xiongying turned his face faster than turning a book.

"Don't eat and drink! Very good! ”

Zhou Ji's fists clenched and gurgle, and a big face that had begun to distort approached Huang Xiongying: "Today, I, Zhou Ji, will put the words here, the recipe for making wine and salt, we have to decide, and it doesn't work if the emperor Lao Tzu comes!" ”

Huang Xiongying took a step back and said:

"Don't fucking put your face so close, you're ugly ......"

The words are not finished yet.

Syllable!

There was a sudden muffled sound, and the ugly and big face that leaned over instantly moved away from Huang Xiongying's sight.

Immediately after, there was a scream like a pig.

Huang Xiongying was stunned for a moment and turned his head slightly.

I saw that behind him, the old man didn't know when he came here, holding a wooden stick the thickness of an arm, and blood was still flowing down the wooden stick......

The sudden stick made several people present dumbfounded.

Even Huang Xiongying didn't expect that the old man would be so violent, and he would burst out without warning, and he would be smothered on Zhou Ji's head with a stick.

Head Break!

Zhou Ji screamed miserably, dripping to the ground, obviously being directly hit by this stick, covering his bleeding head, and looking at Zhu Yuanzhang with an incredible expression.

"Old man, how fucking do you dare to hit me?!"

As he spoke, Zhou Ji struggled to get up and pounced on Zhu Yuanzhang.

Syllable!

There was another muffled thud.

Under the incredulous gaze of several people, Zhou Ji let out a miserable scream again, and flew out upside down, with red blood flowing from his forehead, flowing down his big face, which had been completely distorted.

"We're the one who beats you!"

Zhu Yuanzhang said lightly, holding a wooden stick, but as if he was holding a treasure knife, his eyes were gloomy and terrifying, like a tiger that eats people at any time.

Although the hair has turned gray, the momentum of the eyes makes people palpitate inexplicably.

To put it mildly, the old man's body at the moment simply has the kind of "killing intent" described in martial arts novels.

Dog stuff!

Our eldest grandson can also be touched by people like you?

The more Zhu Yuanzhang thought about it, the more angry he became, and he the stick, and he went down with a stick.

"Ahh

Zhou Ji struggled to dodge and finally got up.

However......

The human head has been dried into a dog's head.

The middle-aged steward brought by Zhou Ji was already scared silly.

I'm afraid this old man is not crazy, right?

If you don't say anything, you will smash the stick on your head.

smashed Jiang Xiahou's baby son!

Before Zhou Ji came, he didn't expect such a situation to happen, someone dared to beat him, Jiang Xiahou's precious son, and he was an old man, so he only took the middle-aged steward alone.

"Old man, you're looking for death!"

Zhou Ji was already going crazy, his face covered with blood looked extremely hideous, and he stared at Zhu Yuanzhang viciously.

The middle-aged steward came up and said in a low voice: "Son, the heroes don't suffer the immediate losses, or let's go back first, and then come back to clean them up!" ”

Zhou Ji was smashed and dizzy, but he could still realize that if he didn't leave, he would be stoned to death by this crazy old man.

"A crazy old man, a stupid boy, you wait, I don't skin you, I won't be surnamed Zhou!"

Zhou Ji gritted his teeth and said cruel words.

However, at this time, he didn't realize at all that the crazy old man in his mouth was already full of killing intent.

"Let's go!"

Zhou Ji glared at Zhu Yuanzhang and Huang Xiongying fiercely, and with the support of the middle-aged steward, he left Huang Xiongying's house.

After beating Zhou Ji, Huang Xiongying was very calm, and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with a smile:

"Yes, old man, I can't see that you are not bad."

"Is that not it?"

When Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Huang Xiongying, the killing intent on his face had dissipated, and he asked lightly, "Did they bully you like this before?" ”

Huang Xiongying smiled bitterly: "It's not bullying, it's just that his father is Zhou Dexing, and it's a little troublesome to deal with." ”

"Humph!"

Zhu Yuanzhang let out a cold snort in his nose and muttered: "Jiang Xiahou, Zhou Dexing? ”

Huang Xiongying nodded: "That's right, it's the old man Hongwu's hair, but don't worry, grandpa, the grandson has his own way to solve it." ”

Looking at Huang Xiongying, who comforted him, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly felt a tingling in his heart.

What Jiang Xiahou, what Zhou Dexing, all count as a ball.

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang only feels sorry for his eldest grandson.

The pain of the heart.

It turns out that in the past ten years outside the palace, Xiongying has come over like this!

Oh, yes.

When we used to herd cattle for other people, didn't we also suffer from white eyes and bullying?

We have gone through a lot of hardships, climbed up from the pile of dead, and climbed all the way to the position of the emperor, why?

In order not to let people bully!

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang's face twitched slightly.

The killing intent in his heart soared......