"Who are you?"

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Gao Guifu suddenly heard and reprimanded, like thunder, and jumped up from the ground in fright.

The person who spoke angrily was also startled, and he didn't know where he got the courage, and kicked out a hard kick on Gao Guifu's round belly.

This kick is not very powerful, but Gao Guifu is the first to be a thief, and the soles of the other party's feet are forced on the belly, and he is so frightened that he flies out. At first glance, this kick is hugely powerful, but in fact, it can't hurt Gao Guifu.

Gao Guifu was unstable and crashed into Feng Xingyu and Zhang Qiguan, they were caught off guard, and the three of them fell into a ball.

Zhang Qiguan was at the bottom, and the door was directly knocked on the green brick, but fortunately, his hands were able to pull out some of the power to unload the fall in time, and Rao was so, still knocking out the front teeth and bleeding. He quickly covered his mouth, it hurt and feared, and his sharp teeth were speechless for a while.

Feng Xingyu jumped up, who in the Hou Mansion dared to be so offensive to him? roared angrily: "Bold!"

The man looked to be a girl of twelve or thirteen years old, petite and weak, who was originally reasonable, but when she was drunk in front of her, she turned red and cried.

Feng Xingyu and the three of them were worth paying attention to, and wanted to take the opportunity to get out, so as not to let the girls in the bathhouse rush out and not get off the stage, but they didn't expect that there was another person behind this girl, and the kick just now was kicked by her.

She sneered: "Yo~~ Who should be the slave with such a big temper? It turned out to be the little marquis." What's the matter, what are you doing outside, the maidservant will take you into the bathhouse for a tour!"

Feng Xingyu was like a fish in her throat, and her flamboyance, dozens of little maids in it all heard it clearly, and her face immediately turned red. I wanted to explain, but "I, me, me" I didn't come up with a reason, and the crime of voyeurism was more and more implemented.

Those who dare to ridicule the little marquis like this are naturally the people close to him, with purple eyes and red cheeks in the past.

Coincidentally, Chonghua met with his good sister Pingshan today to relax, Pingshan and Chonghua are the same age, but they are petite and look a year or two younger.

Pingshan is a close friend who Chonghua has known since he first entered the Hou Mansion, and the two eat and sleep together and study together. Pingshan is good at poetry, and now in addition to being a poetry note girl in Wenyuanlou, she is also a little female master.

When the two of them met the maid who delivered pancreatic soap here, they took the initiative to ask for help, took over the task, and were able to revisit the old place.

Who ever wanted to bump into someone's good deeds!

Zhang Qiguan and Gao Guifu looked at each other, and couldn't figure out how Brother Yu'er's dignified identity as a little marquis, two years ago he was not afraid of heaven and earth, but now he looks embarrassed to be caught and raped by his daughter-in-law in bed, what has happened in the past two years.

Feng Xingyu was also wondering about himself, although the relationship between him and Chonghua's master and servant on weekdays was not too clear, he had always been dominant, Chonghua should just accept her joy and anger, why did she care so much about whether she was angry or not at this moment?

Chonghua was angry, but he didn't think of what Feng Xingyu was thinking, and when he saw him in place, he said angrily: "Don't you want to leave, do you really want me to take you in for a tour?" At this moment, Chonghua felt that he was an older sister, teaching his younger brother who made mistakes. As for status, all are left behind.

Feng Xingyu was like being amnestied, and he didn't say hello to his two companions, and walked quickly to the courtyard gate with his head down.

"This is leaving?" Gao Guifu and Zhang Qiguan are both second monks and are confused, if they are their own maids, let alone private maids, they are maids in the room, and if they dare to offend their masters, they will have to take a rattan beating. However, since the little marquis was deflated, it was not easy for them to be stronger, so they had to go away with Feng Xingyu angrily.

Chonghua smiled at his distant figure and murmured, "Xiao Houzi is a big color embryo!"

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After the servants left the courtyard, Feng Xingyu had been sullen, Zhang Qiguan proposed to go fishing in Jinlang Lake, and Feng Xingyu only whispered.

Although it is also in the territory of the Hou Mansion, it still takes more than half an hour to rush to Jinlang Lake from here. On the way, the servants and maidservants brought dry food and fruit liquid, and this trip to the lake and fishing had a bit of a camping trip.

In the past half an hour, Zhang Qiguan and Gao Guifu searched their stomachs, poured out all the anecdotes and witty fables accumulated in the past and shared them with Feng Xingyu.

Although Jinlang Lake is a lake dug by manpower, the lake is deep and wide, and it is fed with giant fish and giant turtles, which often make big waves on the surface of the lake. Except for a long corridor square that views the lake and meditates, there are very few artificial embellishments. Overlooking the surrounding lakeshore, it is dominated by green and grassy wetlands.

The servants were waiting by the lake early, and several small boats were lying across the edge of the lake, and they were hit by the waves of the lake

The grassy shore gently sways back and forth between the shore and the waves. The boat has all the fishing gear and bait, and only three people can board the boat and set off.

The three of them boarded the ship skillfully, without the help of a slave. In addition to the three people of Feng Xingyu on this small boat, there was only one strong oarsman in the stern. He pushed the oars on the shore, and the boat immediately went backwards, and then the oars tossed one after another, and the boat moved away from the grassy shore and headed out into the lake.

The rest of the retinue boarded in another boat, not far behind their master.

After setting off, the boat traveled a distance, and saw a blue and inky hump on the lake in the distance, which looked like the back peak of a giant turtle. As the boat approached, the object became larger and larger, and after careful identification, it turned out to be a small island in the middle of the lake.

Feng Xingyu's mood improved a lot, and at this time, he rested his chest on the side of the boat, his arms and head stretched out of the boat, and his fingers touched the surface of the lake to row out five shallow white waves. The occasional splash of water hits the face, making people gasp, and the lake is cold, just enough to sweep away the depression in the chest.

The fish in the lake are very spiritual, and they think that it is time to feed again, so they have jumped out of the water from time to time around the boat. Even Gao Guifu and Zhang Qiguan were used to seeing this scene, and they were not surprised, Feng Xingyu naturally felt even more bland and natural. Some of the bold fish would gather near Feng Xingyu's outstretched arm to the surface of the water, and touch his fingertips with blunt lips and whiskers.

The boat was moored to the shore, and the oarsman tied both ends of the boat to the stone pier on the shore, so that the boat was much more stable. The three of them landed one after another, Feng Xingyu and Zhang Qiguan were light-handed, and immediately rushed to the top of the island after going ashore. Gao Guifu stopped on the boat for a while, weighed it, and then picked out a set of fishing gear that he was satisfied with, and happily walked to the top of the mountain with the fishing rod and baggage on his back. Gao Guifu obeyed his father's orders, boxing and walking every day, and his physique far surpassed that of his peers. Despite the extra baggage, the pace of climbing is still steady and fast.

Gao Guifu then rushed to the apex, and found that the two people who arrived first were staring at one place, and Gao Guifu followed his gaze. On the other side of the three of them, across a small island, there was an old Taoist lying on a huge rock, a big red gourd in his hand was brightly colored, and the old Taoist lay down into a big character, and there was no fairy wind or hermit at all.

Feng Xingyu settled down, pointed to a place next to the old Taoist, and said, "Let's go, go fishing!"

The three of them had also fished on this small island in the middle of the lake before, but they had not had this stone before, and if it was an ordinary stone, they might not have noticed it, but this huge rock was amazingly large and heavy, and it was definitely not possible to escape everyone's ears.

When I got closer, I found that the surface of the boulder was covered with algae and silt, and the fishy smell of mud and sand wafted over, and the edges and corners of the boulder were still distinct despite being covered in layers of decaying algae and mud. Only the top side is smooth and clean, as if polished. The old Taoist lay on the smooth stone face, his snoring was long and low, like a faint rolling thunder from the distant sky.

Feng Xingyu and the three of them chose a location, and the servants who accompanied them on the island began to build a shed with bamboo drills. After a while, three small sheds for shading the sun were erected, with bamboo poles as the skeleton and a layer of waterproof and sun-shading tarpaulin on the roof of the shed.

However, the three children are lively and jumpy, and they can't sit still at all. On the surface of the lake, the rod was cast one after another, and the bamboo rod and fishing line were thrown out of the air. Changing to an ordinary wild lake, such a willful and frivolous fishing method will definitely be in vain and have no harvest all day long, but the number of fish and turtles in Jinlang Lake is huge, almost occupying half of the lake, no matter how willful and reckless novices can return with a full load.

The trio had caught a catch almost every time they cast the rod, and they had so far fished without a bucket of fish, and after catching a fish, they tossed it and threw it back into the lake. There are a lot of big fish in Jinlang Lake, so it is common to tear off fishing lines and rods. Feng Xingyu and Zhang Qiguan tore off two pairs of fishing rods in just half an hour, but the clumsy fat dun Gao Guifu seemed to have similar fishing skills, and the big mullets of more than ten or twenty catties were pulled to the shore for him.

Gao Guifu suddenly screamed and ran quickly towards the lake, but his body was floating and his steps were staggering. Almost about to fall into the water, Fat Dun screamed, his breath was heavy, his legs stood abruptly one after the other, and the bamboo pole and fishing line in his hand were stretched straight.

At the end of the fishing line is obviously a big fish, and its strength is on a par with Gao Guifu, Gao Guifu relies on his body to press back, and the big fish in the water rely on the water to swing left and right.

Zhang Qiguan and Feng Xingyu both threw down their fishing rods, but instead of helping, they moved a stool to watch the play, Feng Xingyu looked forward to seeing how big the big fish was, and Zhang Qiguan preferred to see the embarrassed appearance of the big fish pulling him into the water after wrestling with Fat Dun.

Gao Guifu did not fight with brute force, but walked left and right along the castration of the fish's swimming, slowly moving back a little bit during the period, and deliberately let the big fish pull him forward a few times

distance, and then slowly move back to the original position, and so on, never tired of it.

Feng Xingyu also watched with relish, watching Gao Guifu's way of moving and the skillful operation of holding the rod, and only felt that he had benefited a lot from fishing.

Zhang Qiguan couldn't wait to turn into the big fish and dragged the fat man into the lake and drowned. Of course, he is not bad-hearted, but he is a little narrow-minded, and he can't tolerate a fat man who is not as good as himself everywhere to have a chance to be a hero.

After several tosses, the big fish was finally exhausted and dragged by Gao Guifu to the shallow water on the shore. Gao Guifu was still not arrogant, slowly reeling in the line, the fish occasionally fluttered hard, and he relaxed the line so as not to break the only connection between the two.

Gao Guifu leaned so close that he could reach out and touch the head of the fish.

It is actually a big herring fish, with a green back and a white belly, because the water of Jinlang Lake is clear, the scales of this herring fish are light, such as the willow leaves that drift in the water, and it is not the color of the fish back green black caught by the muddy river.

Gao Guifu was about to take off the hook and let it return, when suddenly an arm stretched out, his fingers clasped the gills of the fish, and with one hand, he lifted the herring weighing less than fifty or sixty catties out of the water.

The old Taoist smiled and said: "Such a big river is caught and released, isn't it a tyrannical thing? ”

Feng Xingyu interjected: "This fish is delicious?"

The old Taoist was full of smugness, and laughed: "When others cook and cook, it is naturally still an ordinary fish, and if it falls into the hands of the old Tao, it is the only delicacy in the world!"

Gao Guifu didn't think there was anything wrong with killing fish and eating fish, and he released the fish back to the lake before, just because the big and small fish were the private property of the Hou Mansion. You can ask for a beautiful fish you really like, but if you carry a fish home for your appetite, not only may you be underestimated, but you may also be beaten and scolded when you get home. But now the little marquis looks like a little gluttonous cat, where do you still need to be reserved.

Zhang Qi saw that Fat Dun was in a daze, and thought that he was reluctant to give up this beautiful big herring, so he happily instigated the old Taoist to kill the fish.

Feng Xingyu looked at the big herring that was still swinging its body desperately, and decided: "Return! There is no forest wood and firewood here, let's go to the nearest place to find a kitchen!"

"There's no need to be so troublesome!" the old Taoist stretched out his hand, and hundreds of objects fell from the sky, pots and pans, iron ding, spoons, shovels, and even earthen stoves and firewood.

The children and servants were dumbfounded, and they couldn't imagine that this old Taoist priest, who was usually sloppy and wandering around, was actually an immortal.

Then several Changhong flew from everywhere, and the first to land recently was Qin Yunchuan, and then Chen Xuanjiang, Dian Shanhai, and Chen Caiyi. These four people suddenly realized that there were people in the Hou Mansion who had used their amazing magical abilities, thinking that the enemy was coming, so they all rushed to fight the enemy at full speed.

Qin Yun gradually saw that the initiator was holding a kitchen knife in one hand and a herring fish in the other, and asked with a wry smile: "Senior, who are you?"

The old Taoist faced everyone's gloomy expressions, Rao is strong skills, but he still couldn't help but feel a little weak, and laughed dryly, "It's just to kill a fish, don't be so nervous! Shall I put it back?"

Two more long rainbows swept up, and Dian Shanhai and Chen Xuanjiang left angrily. Chen Caiyi's face was expressionless, her eyes that opened a line slightly closed again, and her figure flashed on the surface of the lake, and then disappeared without a trace.

Qin Yun gradually breathed a sigh of relief, the strength of the old monster of Chaoyi was terrifying, and he could get a glimpse of it from the Purple Ancestor, if someone in the mansion made him move his murderous intent, of course the Hou Mansion could intercept it with all his might, but the price would inevitably be great.

"The lard that grows to this age should have a throat bone the size of an egg, and this thing is the rarest treasure on the fish. After polishing off the outer bone skin, it is orange, the hand is like sand, and the view is like amber, and parents in our hometown will hang one around the neck of their child, with the intention of driving away evil spirits and suppressing fright. Qin Yun gradually said goodbye and left.

The old Taoist pressed the green jade on the chopping board, raised the knife in his hand, and cut the fish with the knife like a literati pen, which was vaguely chic and elegant. He took out the green jade throat bone and blew on it, and the periosteum on the outer layer of the laryngeal bone immediately fell off and turned into a small token. The token is engraved on both sides, one side is out of the word, and the other side is easy to change.

The token was casually thrown to Gao Guifu, and Gao Guifu was going to give it to his good brother after he got it, and Feng Xingyu politely rejected Fat Dun's kindness on the grounds that there were many herring fish in the lake.

The old Taoist deboned a big herring and divided the meat, fried and cooked with all kinds of kitchen utensils, made seven or eight dishes, three people took chopsticks to taste, sure enough, the taste is unique, the teeth and cheeks are fragrant, and the aftertaste is endless. However, there was a sashimi in wine, and the three children failed to cross the hurdle in their hearts, so they were very resistant. Only the old Taoist eats with relish.

(End of chapter)

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