In order to satisfy my hungry belly, I had no choice but to open my mouth and cram in one piece of osmanthus cake after another.
I crossed my legs, carried a pot of Biluochun in my left hand, held an osmanthus cake in my right hand, took a mouthful of osmanthus cake and a sip of tea, a sip of tea followed by a piece of osmanthus cake.
When I was eating happily, Xiao Wenzi suddenly said to me: "Master, that Jun bastard, old lady My lord, my wife, the Prime Minister, and all the guests here today all like him very much, and even guard him every step of the way.
I'm afraid we won't have a chance to be alone with him, let alone knock him unconscious.
Throw him back to the South China Sea."
I took a big sip of tea, calmly swallowed all the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in my mouth, and then said to Xiao Wenzi calmly: "What are you afraid of?
There are so many of us.
Is it possible that we don't need to lure the tiger away from the mountain?"
"Method" I smiled with a scheming look on my face.
As soon as I heard Xiao Shunzi come in and report that the entire banquet was completely over, Grandpa was now accompanying the guests around the Zhou Mansion.
Of course, among these guests, how could there not be that bastard Jun Mo?
Xiao Shunzi also said that grandpa held that bastard's hand tightly and never let go from the beginning to the end.
He was so affectionate and affectionate towards that bastard, and his eyes were full of unstoppable love.
In the end, Xiao Shunzi Return one He summed it up seriously, saying that based on the posture he just saw, that bastard's status in Grandpa's mind was so important that he could replace me, his own grandson, and he dared to move out.
Eighteen generations of his family's ancestors came to vouch for it.
If Jun Mo marries any of the rich ladies from our Zhou family, grandpa will definitely hand over all the property of our Zhou family to that bastard without any hesitation.
After hearing this, the corner of my mouth couldn't help but twitch like a convulsion, on the verge of madness for a while, and I couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.
"How can that bastard Jun be so good at inspiring people?"
Xiao Dezi stuffed two new wads of cotton cloth into his nostrils and sighed again and again with pretense.
Finally, he added seriously, "Master, that bastard Jun , is so popular among the people, if we dare to go against him, it will be equivalent to going against the old man, his wife, the Prime Minister and the guests who came today."
"What are you afraid of?
We do this kind of thing secretly and don't let them see it."
I smiled proudly.
"I'm afraid I'm standing and talking again, so I'm not afraid of flashing my old waist."
Xiao Dezi stood aside and said coldly.
"Well, you are so dissatisfied with me."
I frowned and squinted my eyes, looking maliciously at Xiao Dezi, trying to make him look good. posture.
"Uh uh uh uh uh, sir, I mean, using the tactic of driving the tiger away from the mountain to lure away so many people at once, it's a bit embarrassing.
Xiao Dezi can't help but feel deeply anxious for me."
Xiao Dezi He changed his words seriously, and in the end, he sighed deeply again and again in a serious manner, and even looked worried about me to the point where he wanted to cry every minute.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.
We can't transfer so many people at once.
We can just attack that bastard and transfer him to a remote place in Zhou Mansion.
Then he, hehehehehehe, will be on the chopping block.
Let us, the swordsmen, slaughter the fish to death."
I laughed wildly at the top of my lungs, and even made a pig sound at one point.
My embarrassing and dishonorable appearance deeply shocked the group of people in front of me.
They looked at me helplessly and sweated all over their faces.
After finding out the whereabouts of that group of people, I immediately rushed over with Xiao Dezi and the others in a hurry, running out of breath along the way.
I found a big tree that could be hugged by three people, and hid behind it like a thief.
I listened to the burst of laughter as it came closer, closer, and closer again.
I nervously held the piece of Hetian jade in my hand.
It is a folding fan with fan bones and gold and silver threads embroidered into the fan surface.
After I felt that the time had almost come, I immediately threw the folding fan in my hand in the direction of those people, and then I used my hand to slide the throwing fan's head and spin it gorgeously in the air.
He circled around a few times, pretending to meet them unexpectedly.
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I wanted to say hello to everyone as politely as possible, but in the end, I saw my father who had a nosebleed with a folding fan, and his whole body was about to explode with anger, so the smile on his face was like this It froze hard on his face, and the corners of his mouth were twitching on the verge of madness.
In order to prevent my father from getting angry, he took the poor and weak me down and hung me up, then beat me half to death.
So I immediately turned around, tried my best to wave my arms and legs, and ran for my life.
As if running forward.
"Stop," my father yelled at me with a loud voice.
If you ask me to stop, I will stop.
Do you think I am the kind of person who regards my own life as a child's play?
This is simply a joke.
I complained secretly in my heart.
Moreover, the speed under the feet is even faster.
"If you run away again, I will drive you to live in a pigsty."
My father yelled at me angrily.
The anger in his voice was even more biting than before.
Looking back is a pit of fire.
I am not stupid.
Even in the face of such extreme threats, how can I easily stop my escape?
After all, I am a very principled person.
So next, I ran even harder
It was obvious that I was the one who wanted to run for my life, but the people under my command actually took long strides and ran faster than me one by one.
It was simply unbearable for me, the master, to stay behind.
It's so outrageous This makes me very unhappy, extremely unhappy In order to be able to run a little faster, I grabbed Xiao Dezi's arm with one hand, and grabbed Xiao Wenzi's arm with the other hand.
With the help of their strength, I fought for my life.
The ground moved forward.
"Butler Zhang, go and pack up the things in the young master's room and move them all to the pigsty," the father said sonorously.
After hearing this, I stopped in my tracks and wanted to immediately hold my chest and vomit three liters of blood.
My father was really too cruel.
He made it clear that he did not treat me as his own flesh and blood.
I stayed on the spot, breathing heavily, watching Xiao Dezi and the others, rushing forward like an arrow from a string.
In a critical moment, I ran away shamelessly and left my master here waiting for death.
It was too much, too much, it was too much.
I stretched out my palms towards their backs, which were getting farther and farther away, as if I wanted to touch them.
Moreover, I had a firm thought in my heart that when I could get away from here, I would You have to drop them all on the rafters one by one, and then take a small whip in your hand and whip their butts hard, so that they know what the rules are.
"Why, don't run away."
My father grabbed my shoulders with his big hands, almost crushing my bones to pieces.
I didn't notice how good my father was on weekdays, so why was he teaching me a lesson?
As far as I'm concerned, I know all the eighteen martial arts.
It's really puzzling.
I took a deep breath, turned around, and smiled with my lips pulled at my father, "Father, what a coincidence, my son just came out for a walk, and I met you here again."
My father had a dark face and said angrily to me: "What a coincidence, right now, aren't you supposed to be feeding the pigs in the pigsty, and cleaning it carefully by the way?
Why did it happen so quickly?"
He came out to make trouble."
"Hehehehehe, father, you don't know, one by one, the pigs in our Zhou Mansion are very well-behaved and very obedient.
They ate the swill obediently, and they also pay special attention to hygiene.
The pig pen is not used at all.
Cleaning, no need to clean, it is much tidier than the boudoir of seventeen sisters."
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I smiled so hard that the muscles on my face couldn't help twitching like crazy.
I guess at this moment, my father must not know that I wasted those things in vain.
Swill, and it was based on the fact that those pigs beat me up.
Otherwise, when they saw me, they would not talk to me so much, and they would definitely grab me and beat me to death without saying a word.
It's so easy to fight, I can't help but feel happy secretly My father waved the folding fan in front of me again and again.
His whole face was really gloomy, and he said to me as if he was asking for guilt: "This fan belongs to you."
I looked at my father's face, which was vaguely stained with blood before he could wipe it off completely.
I couldn't help but feel guilty, so I laughed dryly, "Hehehehehe" at the top of my lungs.
Twice, then he opened his eyes seriously and babbled: "How could this possibly belong to a child?
On this cold day, even if the child is full and tired, he will never go around with a broken fan.
There is absolutely no way it could be a child spinning around.
Father must have misunderstood, must have misunderstood."
"Open your eyes again and press it carefully to take a look."
My father yelled at me rudely, opened the folding fan, and blew cold wind on my face, freezing my whole body.
I couldn't help but shiver.
I quickly closed the fan roughly, stuffed it into my father's arms again and again, and said to him mysteriously: "Father, this fan is made of gold, silver and Hetian jade.
It looks like , it is really priceless.
As the saying goes, meeting is fate.
Since no one claims it, and we don’t know who the owner is, this is a windfall after all, so my father had better save it."
"You don't know who the owner is."
My father's eyes darkened again and again, and he knew at a glance that this was a precursor to his thunderous wrath against me.
I shook my head like a rattle and put on an innocent look on my face, "How could a child know?
Hehehehehe, it's nothing, it's nothing."
As soon as he finished saying these words, my father held up his fan and knocked it on me without hesitation.
As he knocked, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "The fan is clearly embroidered on it."
With your name, do you still know?”
"There are too many fans in the child's room.
How can I remember them all so clearly?
It's completely impossible."
I said aggrievedly, holding my head in my arms and running around.
With.
My father, on the other hand, refused to let me go.
He held his fan high and chased after me.
As he chased me back, he shouted at me: "Then it was such a coincidence that the fan hit my nose inexplicably.
The next moment, you show up."
"That's really a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."
I waved my hands repeatedly and carefully moved my body back, with a highly alert look on my face.
"Oh, you should tell me how my father misunderstood you."
My father's entire face was so dark that it was almost outrageous, and thick ink was almost coming out from it.
"Uh uh uh uh uh, actually, this fan was given to the servants in my room.
They were naughty and took it out and threw it around.
No, when they saw that I was in trouble, they all died.
It seems like he ran away."
I explained seriously.
After saying these words, my father not only did not stop, but the strength of his hand became more violent.
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He insisted that I was the one who threw the fan.
The reason was that he felt this strongly.
What kind of bullshit is there that I don’t feel?
It’s clear that there is no evidence to accuse me randomly.
Fortunately, it was really me who threw it.
Otherwise, I will definitely be wronged to death.
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