"I ...... I went to work. Feng Dong broke away and lowered his head and said.

Jiang Shaoyou grabbed her and told her to wait.

Feng Dong looked at him with bright eyes, meaning to ask what he was doing.

Jiang Shaoyou patted his head and smiled: "Then the old man Jiang asked Yang Pojun to come to me, it is estimated that something big has happened, go, change my clothes." ”

What kind of character Yang Pojun is, Jiangbei Thirteen will definitely not ask him to run this leg for ordinary things. I remember the last time Yang Pojun came to look for him, Jiangbei Thirteen had just replaced Jiang Shaoyou's grandfather as the new head of the Jiang family, and the emperor Lao'er sent a prince with a prince to congratulate. He couldn't remember exactly which prince it was, but when he was playing with him later, he suddenly fell and broke his head, bleeding all over the ground.

Jiang Shaoyou was also so young that he was so frightened that he ran away, and ran to a cave in the back mountain of the general's mansion to hide, only to find out later that he didn't know the road, think about a seven or eight-year-old child hiding in a dark cave and curling up, fortunately, Jiangbei Thirteen asked Yang Pojun to search the whole city with tens of thousands of guards to find him.

Jiangbei Thirteen asked the thugs of the Military Judge Advocate Office to beat him more than 20 times in public with an iron rod thick with his arm, Jiang Shaoyou cried and shouted that no one responded, and he was beaten to the point that his skin was broken or he was helped back by his two little maids, and the two wiped their tears and smeared ointment on his buttocks, Jiang Shaoyou rarely said nothing.

Until now, Jiang Shaoyou didn't know which prince it was, and whether he had been knocked to death.

Feng Dong followed Jiang Shaoyou into the house with a red face, and chose a black robe that looked more solemn for him.

In the process of changing clothes, Jiang Shaoyou was teased for a while, and now Feng Dong, who is nearly twenty years old, is already a big girl, born slim, slender, but her chest is bulging very straight, Jiang Shaoyou couldn't help but pinch it when he saw it, and provoked Feng Dongjiao to take a bite and slapped his hand.

Jiang Shaoyou was not angry, and continued to reach into other people's clothes and pinched a handful of soft flesh on his waist.

After savoring it, he smiled and turned his head and went out.

Seeing that his young master was leaving, Feng Dong walked out of the door and picked up the scattered hair between his ears, took a deep breath, lifted the bucket that was put aside by Jiang Shaoyou, stabilized his body and staggered away into the house after a while.

......

When Jiang Shaoyou came to the front of the hall and saw several soldiers guarding the door, he realized that something seemed to be wrong.

A soldier saw him and ran to him and said that the general had told him to hurry over.

Jiang Shaoyou touched his nose, his eyes rolled, and he didn't know what to think.

Half an hour later, under the anxious gaze of the soldier, he strode in and swaggered in.

As soon as I entered, I found that there were quite a few people. casually glanced at it, and saw that the old man Jiang was sitting on it, and there was a deputy commander of the military aircraft battalion next to him, with gray hair, probably close to the age of antiquity, Jiang Shaoyou was called Shan Wenmao if he remembered correctly, Yang Zhiming and He Songpu were standing on both sides of the bottom, Yang Zhiming had a white cloth tied to his abdomen, and his face, which was originally quite handsome, was now blue and purple, He Songpu was not much better, and both arms were also medicated, and it was estimated that the injury was not light.

"Yo, what's the matter, you two discussed it and fell at the same time. Jiang Shaoyou shouted as soon as he came in.

If it weren't for the order of Jiangbei Thirteen, with his temper, in addition to fighting on horseback and dueling with people, there was nothing he put in his eyes.

He Songpu didn't say anything, grinned.

"Why don't you laugh, it's better to laugh less if you don't have the handsomeness of the young master. Jiang Shaoyou saw that He Songpu was smiling more ugly than a ghost, and quipped, "It's unsightly!"

"What's the matter, old man Jiang, what are you trying to do when you call these people? Jiang Shaoyou walked up and grabbed a handful of osmanthus cake in front of Jiangbei Thirteen, and as soon as he ate it, he spit it out in his mouth: "It's so sweet, I'm not afraid of losing my teeth." ”

"Whatever my son wants to eat, my father will ask someone to cook it for you!" Jiangbei thirteen piles laughed.

"Is there an elixir?"

"Dad sent someone to Dongying to copy that slap from him. ”

"Where's the dragon liver and phoenix marrow?"

"Dad sent someone to kill a Northwest python and shaved its liver, and then slaughtered a Tianshan snowfinch and smoked its marrow, how much it wants. ”

Jiang Shaoyou patted Jiang Bei Thirteen's shoulder and said with a smile, "Okay, old man Jiang, when did your consciousness improve so much." ”

"Usually I don't even want to give a few hundred taels of silver, but now my tone is so big, let's say, what do you pay attention to. ”

Jiangbei Thirteen stood up at this time, pulled Jiang Shaoyou to press him into his seat, pinched his shoulder, and said: "Son, look, our old Jiang family era is a single biography, which generation is not a hero, which ......?"

"Stop, stop, you still kicked your nose in the face, you are still a hero, who had a child back then and was still drinking outside, pitifully being chased and killed all the way. Jiang Shaoyou turned his head and said disdainfully.

Jiang Bei Thirteen changed his position and cried to Jiang Shaoyou: "Dad was bullied, shouldn't my son avenge his father." ”

"Don't think that Lao Tzu doesn't know, Lao Yang's martial arts are not the first in the world, but also the first sword saint in the world, and his nephew, yes, it's you, the one tied with gauze, it is estimated that it is not much worse," Jiang Shaoyou pointed to Yang Zhiming and looked at He Songpu who wanted to turn his back,

"Lao He, Lao He, I didn't expect it, it made me so hard, it turns out that you are the master who hides deeply. ”

"Which of these can't avenge you, don't get involved with Lao Tzu. Jiang Shaoyou snorted.

He Songpu simply turned around again when he heard his name, his face was a little unnatural, looking at the ground and counting the ants.

"Eh, they are strong, but after all, they are not the species of our Lao Jiang family, and my father has no hope for them. Jiangbei Thirteen didn't mean to shy away, and smiled loudly.

"So you're going to let your son and me die?" Jiang Shaoyou sneered.

"Eh, didn't my father call them to teach you martial arts! You see, Yang Zhiming's kung fu is definitely a first-class master in my Beiliang, and He Songpu's light skills, even if it is enough to teach you, Zhuo Wenmao has more than fifty years of experience in internal martial arts, you only need to move your fingers to learn a little fur casually, and it is more than enough to avenge your father and me. Jiangbei Thirteen was not embarrassed at all, and continued to fool.