The Best Young Master

Chapter 12: Captain

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Seeing that Xu Ziming's hippie smile is not serious, the lady's eyes turned slightly, and she suddenly smiled: "Don't say I didn't remind you, although we have an enemy, but my father is much better than me. If you are afraid of death, I persuade you. You'd better leave early, otherwise you will pray for your own blessings."

Xu Ziming couldn't help but stared at her blankly. She didn't know what she was thinking. Shouldn't this lady hate Lao Tzu very much, or cheat me? I couldn't help but straighten my chest. If I left like this, wouldn't Lao Tzu be unable to hold her head up in front of this little lady for a lifetime? Lao Tzu wanted to stay and fly with her.

Directly leading to the hall, there is a gravel road paved with fine stones and broken patterns that allows two people to run side by side. There are densely arranged flowers and plants around it, with originality, on both sides are the winding corridors with flowers and trees, and the long stone bridge crosses a shallow shallow. In the pond, there is a small rockery exquisitely placed by the pond, the front of the mountain is clustered with flowers, and inside is a semi-natural hot spring with artificial drainage.

I’m stubborn, could it be that his father learned to design, this room is decorated, if you get a few more beautiful women to dance, it will throw me and I will not leave, Xu Ziming said clearly: "Your father is an elegant man. I just don’t know how to teach you such a little pepper."

The young lady snorted, "Jin Yu has been defeated outside, it's hard to say."

Xu Ziming glanced at her and said with a smile: "The world is as dark as the crows and as the men in the world. Could it be that your father is also a big corrupt official? Or I will help him take some money, and it will not be easy to get it back. You will be in trouble in the future. Now, I can also shelter you."

The young lady tweeted: "The dog can't spit out ivory."

Xu Ziming sneered, "You spit it out, let me see."

Suddenly, the two entered a large-scale wooden building. A giant locust tree ten feet tall spread out in the courtyard with thousands of branches and leaves, like a huge colorful umbrella covering the building, making the hall looming, quite a bit. Kind of a tortuous artistic conception.

"Father, I'm back." The young lady stepped in, and Xu Ziming didn't have the slightest awareness of being a guest. She seemed to have returned to her own home, with casual eyes and a laid-back attitude, walking leisurely as if walking in her own compound.

The hall is spacious. In the huge space, one person has a long gown and a sash. His body is long and thin, and his body is straight like a javelin. He stands still. There is white hair hidden in the black hair. The top of the head is wrapped in red and tied into a bun. Seeing the front, I feel an indomitable spirit.

There are two pairs of tables and chairs on each side. There is a black-faced Baogong in the main hall, with a pair on the left and right. On the left is "The standing product is like a rock on the pine. Thrifty body is like raw jade, after tens of sandstones, and can be polished jade seals and treasure temple corridors." Only four words were written on the central banner: "Heaven and earth are righteous."

There are two sandalwood chairs in front of Mingtang, and there is another person on the left. That person looks like he is in his thirties. He is dressed in an elegant water-green jacket. Inside is an elegant yellow-green gown. His face is beautiful and his hair is all in. Inside a domed hat with yellow lines, even though I couldn't see the hairstyle clearly, Xu Ziming's face was stunned for a while, with bright teeth and bright eyes sitting freely, calm and relaxed like a supermodel, hehe.