Chapter 157

"Miss, don't you really care about him?"

After stuffing the disgusting caterpillar into Zhou Zhaodong's mouth, Zhao Yunsheng left with the two maids.

Cuiwei couldn't help but ask, that is the son of Zhou Shoufu, go back and sue a complaint, the shopkeeper Zhao is protected by the Hou Ye, I am afraid that he will not escape punishment so easily.

"Of course not."

Zhou Zishu and Dong Jingshu both have a good temperament, and they protect their own people indiscriminately.

Coincidentally, so did I.

Zhou Zhaodong She will definitely not let go, but she doesn't want to dirty her hands, this is the Hibiscus Garden, and Princess Chaoyang has a banquet to treat her, what happens here, she can't rely on her head.

She glanced at Cuiwei and Su Rong, from beginning to end, Su Rong just silently guarded Zhao Yunsheng's side without saying a word, while Cuiwei was more clever.

These two people were both sent by Wei Jinyan, and the people he picked must be trustworthy.

She whispered a few words to Su Rong, but Su Rong didn't ask much, answered "yes", turned around and left.

After a while, Su Rong carried a bamboo basket, and the soft cushion inside was covered with a soft puppy cub who was only a full moon, and she had not yet been weaned, so she picked it up with a handkerchief and put it under the peach tree.

At this time, it is the time of April, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, flying all over the sky, pink and white, very beautiful.

After Zhou Zhaodong was stuffed by Zhao Yunsheng, he only felt nausea in his throat, and he was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, and suddenly, his ears moved, and he heard an almost inaudible humming sound.

"Dogs? Where are the dogs? ”

He immediately pricked up his ears, and his eyes seemed to glow, and he quickly found the little milk dog crawling on the ground waving his limp on the ground.

In an instant, those eyes stretched out their grips as if a hungry wolf had seen its prey.

"Wait... Mother won't let me torture and kill..."

Thinking of Dong Jingshu's reprimand, he paused, but looking at the little milk dog in front of him, he was itching again, especially the puppy cub who had just left the female dog and wanted to beg for milk kept humming.

It was all like it was hooking him, tickling his heart.

When he was three years old, when he pinched the first sparrow to death, the nurses and the servants praised him for his strength and courage, and praised him as a god-man.

Later, when he pinched some small playthings to death one after another, some people touted him, saying that he would be the god of war who would kill the enemy in the future, and he would be even more powerful than the Marquis of Zhengyuan, and he would be able to scare off the enemy army, and he would be loved by the people.

When he was five years old, he killed the first cat, a little wild cat that came running outside, and he just fed some food, and it rubbed under his feet, and as soon as he raised his foot, he trampled on the neck of the thin little wild cat, and the cat "whimpered" and struggled, and the sharp claws scratched his instep.

He was angry and annoyed, but he felt very angry, so he took advantage of the cat's breath to cut off his limbs, and when blood flowed all over his hands, he did not feel disgusted at all, and even had an indescribable refreshment.

Later, the second, the third, the fourth...

My father and mother were busy on weekdays, thinking that he liked cats and dogs, so they would often buy them for him, and I once wondered that those cats and dogs were a group of unfamiliar playthings, and they were lost in a few days.

Every now and then, Zhou Zhaodong would pester Dong Jingshu again or ask his subordinates to find some cats and dogs.

His storehouse was already full of dead bodies of cats and dogs, and he especially liked to peel the skins of those cats and dogs alive and make them into specimens and store them in his cabinet.

Every once in a while, he would take it out and admire it as if he were admiring his own trophies.

Until the last time he was found in Mingyue Tower, Dong Jingshu scolded him, found the rotten and smelly cat and dog corpses in his warehouse, and grounded him for so long.

It had been a long time since he had touched these soft creatures.

The more he thought about it, the more itchy Zhou Zhaodong's hand felt, and he was about to hold it back.

"Boom... Boom..."

The puppy crawled to Zhou Zhaodong's feet, seemed to feel warmth, and grabbed the surface of his feet.

At this time, Zhou Zhaodong couldn't hold back any longer, squatted down, and reached out to pick up the soft puppy.

Meanwhile.

Zhao Yunsheng found Zhao Yunying with a lonely face, her willow eyebrows raised slightly, took a few steps forward, and deliberately bumped into her.

"Sister Yunying, why are you here alone to enjoy the flowers?"

"I... I'll just walk around. ”

"Coincidentally, I just saw a peach forest over there, and the peach blossoms are blooming, do you want to go over and take a look?"

Zhao Yunying wanted to refuse, but before she could say so, she was grabbed by Zhao Yunsheng's hand, and after walking a few steps, she met Dong Jingshu, Du Lengyue, Pang Shishi and others who were looking for someone.

"Mrs. Dong, Miss Pang, Miss Du, it's a coincidence, we just want to go to the front to enjoy the peach blossoms, let's go together?"

Wouldn't it be a pity that there was no audience to watch that good show?

"What's so nice about Peach Blossom? There are many outside. ”

Du Lengyue said dissatisfied.

"How can the peach blossoms outside be compared to those in the Hibiscus Garden?"

Zhao Yunsheng said with a smile: "I remember that many years ago, Dong Niangzi wrote a poem related to peach blossoms. That's a really amazing four, and it's still widely spread in the community. ”

In her previous life, Dong Jingshu was always able to make many shocking poems with her mouth open, and she often spoke amazingly on these poems and songs, and some of the poems were very exquisite, and even now they are still widely circulated in the community.

Dong Jingshu narrowed her phoenix eyes and looked at Zhao Yunsheng, only to listen to her slowly reciting.

"A tree of red peach is a pond, and the bamboo shades the pine shade when it blooms late. If it is not because the sun is slanting, there is no reason to see it, and it is not because it is not known to idlers. It is easy to leave a school in a cold region, and it is often late for a poor family to marry a daughter. Who pities the deep spring, Concubine Dong came to break a branch. ”

At that time, as soon as this poem came out, it amazed the four seats, only to feel that she was borrowing flowers to metaphor herself, and she took care of herself and self-pity, and everyone sighed.

"How's it going?"

As soon as the words fell, Pang Shishi took the lead in applauding.

"Seconds, it's really seconds, Dong Niangzi's reputation is really well deserved, but it's a pity that there have been few new works in recent years."

She paused, and only felt that except for the last sentence of "Concubine Dong's body" was not atmospheric enough, she couldn't find any mistakes.

Du Lengyue couldn't hear anything to rely on, but Dong Jingshu's rainbow fart, she also had to blow it.

"I just don't know, in today's banquet, can Dong Niangzi make a poem that is more seconds than this?"

Zhao Yunsheng looked at Dong Jingshu with a smile.

The latter stared at Zhao Yunsheng coldly.

"You know a lot, and if I'm not mistaken, I didn't have many people around me when I wrote this poem, and you should have been young at the time, how did you know that?"

How do you know? Scold... Because then I was right next to you.

At that time, there was a bit of pity.

Now that I think about it, I'm still too stupid.