Wu Zheng didn't speak much along the way, and when he returned home, he was a little unhappy. Song Feier and Yin E were already accustomed to Da Zhou's surname. The people of Da Zhou should be like this.
As for his own mate, he was not upset, but was thinking about things. The temperament of his husband and wife for so many years is still very thorough.
The murder in Beishi today made him suddenly realize that Da Zhou seemed to be sick, and the people of Da Zhou were all sick. In his time, there were no such woeful people, and if there were, they would definitely be scolded to death. But now in the Great Zhou Dynasty, this kind of frustration in front of outsiders seems to have become a fashion, which is very abnormal, this is a kind of disease, and if you are sick, you must be cured.
It is very troublesome to cure this disease, but no matter how troublesome it is, can it be more troublesome than the late Qing Dynasty. The incompetent people in the late Qing Dynasty are all sick like that, and won't they be cured by the great men in the end? How bad can this Zhou Dynasty be so bad that it can be too bad for the late Qing Dynasty
"My husband has eaten!" Song Feier came to the yard. A small yard is in front of the door and behind the house, and the left and right sides are walls. The yard is not big except for a stone table, it can only accommodate a clump of falling leaves. The child’s bamboo and a plum tree that will not be able to bloom in the future.
Wu Zheng was sitting at the stone table leaning on the bamboo, with his left hand resting his eyes on the fallen leaves and crossing his shoulders, leaping onto the wall and entering the last afterglow on the horizon.
Seinfeld moved her head and followed Wu Zheng's chin with one hand, and followed Wu Zheng's gaze at the afterglow outside the wall. She blinked and said curiously: "What is Xiang Gong thinking? What? I thought about it all afternoon."
Wu Zheng's gaze fell on the beautiful face of Seinfeld, and he sighed: "A beautiful face is a disaster!"
"Msang Gong!" After mingling with Wu Zheng for a long time, Seinfeld also learned to show pride.
"For my husband, I am the dignified Longtanhou. Today I actually killed people on the street for the two of you. Alas! I miss my wise life..."
"Punch... I didn't hold it back, Xiang Gong, you continue."
"Sister, what are you talking about! Why are you so happy?" Yin E also walked out of the room and sat down opposite Seinfeld.
The bamboo leaves fluttered, and a bamboo leaf that flew to the faces of the three people was casually waved to the ground by Yin E, looking at Wu Zheng curiously.
Song Feier said: "The Xiang Gong said that we were a disaster, and he killed people when he accompanied us to go shopping on the first day, which ruined his reputation."
"Xiangong still has a reputation?" Yin E was surprised.
Song Feier smiled and said, "I think so too, Xiang Gong, you are Wuhou, you are not Wenhou and you have any reputation."
"What's wrong with Wuhou, the original Tuyuhun people didn't rely on us martial arts to fight back. Those literati only used a mouthful for a fart. Alas! What kind of world do you think this is all about!"
Song Feier said: "The world is the world! According to Xiang Gong's words, I gradually get used to it."
"I killed a Tatar on the street today, why didn't I see the arrest and come out soon? It's okay to ask about the situation during the process! But you see, there is no one who dares to fart, is it all in Yingtianfu? Some dead people?"
Yin E said: "You said, Xianggong, you killed the Tatars today. How can a little Ying Tianfu dare to come out and do something about such a big thing? Isn't this taking the trouble on himself?"
"Then, according to your words, let this matter?"
Yin E thought for a while and said: "Let's take two days! When the people above find out, naturally someone will come to Xianggong to trouble. Xianggong, shall we go back to Yuzhou? This god seems to be prosperous but is not as interesting as Yuzhou."
Song Feier nodded and said, "I feel the same way. Or else, let's tell Master, let's go back to Yuzhou tomorrow!"
Just this is a little girl who came out of the door, who else could it be if it wasn't Luan Yin? As soon as he appeared, he said in a weird manner: "How come you want to leave after a misfortune? Wu Zheng was too high at you in the first place."
Wu Zheng said: "You are really on time! You come back with meals every day. Have you figured out the situation? You are the girl given to me by your majesty, not the girl raised by my Wu family."
"You want to take care of it? You are a broken place, grandma, I can come as I want, and leave as long as I want. What can you do with me? Tell me that all the people in the gods are waiting to see your jokes! You leave, no That's a joke."
"Really? I became an internet celebrity right now?"
"Net celebrity? What internet celebrity?" Luan Yin looked puzzled... (End of this chapter)