Farmers of Shu Han

Chapter 84 Different
Wang Ping immediately took out a few salutations from his sleeve and said, "These are all my colleagues in the military camp. I learned that my son is working in the Zhuye Supervisor, and asked me to ask about the eight. What kind of charter is the ox plow?"

Wang Xun also took out a stack of salutations from his sleeve, and smiled bitterly: "After the baby is on duty, there are many people who want to entertain the baby, but they are all declined by the baby."

Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, then immediately took back the prayer post, nodded, and said, "Understood, you can pretend that Aon didn't say anything about this matter."

At the same time, I thought to myself, I have Feng Langjun and Zhao Erlang to support my child, so there is no need to worry about this future. How can I delay my own child for my own selfish interests?As for those enthusiastic colleagues these days... get out of here!You've never been so diligent before, so I've come here differently?

The father and son were talking when a knock on the door suddenly sounded, and at the same time someone shouted, "Is General Wang at home?"

The unexpected sound made the two look at each other in dismay. Since they moved here, very few people have come here. This is the first time that this kind of direct door-to-door visit is made.

Just as Wang Xun was about to get up to open the door, Wang Ping stopped him: "Hold on."

"What does your lord mean?" Wang Xun was a little stunned, "Isn't someone calling your lord outside the door?"

Wang Ping pondered for a while, and said, "It's right to call me, but it's not necessarily looking for me. You should avoid it first, wait for me to open the door, and don't tell you to come out. Don't let anyone know that you are home."

At the same time, Zhao Guang, who was on duty at the same time as Wang Xun, had just returned to his house when he heard a message from the servant that the old general had given orders. If Erlang returned, he would go to the yard where he performed martial arts.

When Zhao Guang heard this, his legs trembled a little uncontrollably, and he asked in a low voice, "How are you feeling today, Sir?"

"There are a lot of guests today, all of them are the old general's old department. The old general's interest is very high, and he even went to the martial arts field to perform martial arts."

"That's good, it's good to be in high spirits."

After hearing this, Zhao Guang finally had some confidence in his heart, his legs miraculously stopped shaking, and he immediately walked towards the martial arts arena.

Before he even got there, he heard someone shouting and fighting in the yard where he was performing martial arts, and there were bursts of cheers from time to time.

"The general is really old and strong, this silver spear dances, no less than the courage of the past!"

"That is, when the general was in Changbanpo, how majestic was a silver spear? The battle robe is like soaking out of a pool of blood, so that the thief Cao would not dare to kill him..."

At that moment, someone sneered: "Remember that you were not in Jiangxia back then? How can you say it as if you saw it with your own eyes?"

"Although I have never met him personally, my life and death brother was with General Zhao all the way..."

"Aren't all the episodes that followed the general killed in the war?"

"Old man, do you want to pick things up? It's not good for you to taste the edge of my sword!"

"Come here, and think I'm afraid of your pawn?"

As the two talked, they had to end the field for a test.

"Don't be arguing, aren't you looking for Erlang?" Zhao Yun stopped drinking and nodded at Zhao Guang, who was approaching, "Isn't this coming? A group of reckless men, good men with knives, must be clumsy and clumsy. People are flattering, it makes people feel uncomfortable! The old man has no eyes, can't you see the sweet guts in your heart? They are all uncles and uncles, if you have any questions, just ask him directly, you don't need to be polite to him."

As soon as Zhao Guang heard what his adults said, he suddenly felt like an abandoned child. Am I really not born by adults?

Seeing a group of uncles and uncles surrounded with kind smiles, Zhao Guang felt that he might as well practice martial arts with the adults and let the adults practice for a while!

"I haven't seen this Erlang for many days, and he's getting more and more handsome! The concubine that the old husband's family took last year gave birth to a baby girl last month, and she is very handsome. Do you want to make a decision first? Use it to warm up when I grow up. The bed is also very good…”

"Go away! Shameless old man! Can a one-month-old girl see that she is not watery? Erlang, don't listen to his nonsense. Listen to the old man, there are two daughters in the old man's family, and I have the opportunity to go to the old man. Go to the house, anyway, I called your brother, it’s always right to get closer..."

Zhao Guang felt that he really wanted to die!

"Brother save me, brother save me!"

Feng Yong hadn't been around for a few days, when he was having lunch at this time, Zhao Guang ran to Feng's house and shouted for help.

"Are you going to die?" Feng Yong stretched out his hand to protect the dining table, and held the guy with one foot. "If you have something to say, your master is General Zhao, who is blind and dares to kill you?"

"It's that lord who wants to kill me, brother!" Zhao Guang avoided Feng Yong's feet, grabbed a chicken pie, and bit it down without any image, without the appearance of a famous general.

"Speak clearly!" Feng Yong frowned.

"Wow wow #@*..."

With his mouth full of food, Zhao Guang couldn't tell what happened.

Looking at Wang Xun who followed up with embarrassment, Feng Yong suppressed his anger and asked, "Zishi, tell me, what happened?"

Wang Xun cupped his hands and bowed first: "I have seen my brother."

"My brothers don't have to do this." Feng Yong waved his hand and motioned for Yaomei, who probed in to see the situation, and then asked someone to serve two meals, "Zishi come and sit down and talk carefully."

The matter is actually very simple, the root cause is still caused by the eight ox plow.Not to mention Zhao Guang, even that Wang Xun, the family has been restless recently, and there are more guests visiting these days than in recent years combined.Now the two have had a phobia of returning to the mansion, for fear that they will be blocked by people when they return to the mansion.

Feng Yong laughed when he heard it, and clicked Zhao Guang: "What a good thing, what about a one-month-old girl! After fifteen or six years, you are already in your thirties, and there are still fifteen or sixteen years old. My daughter gave you a warm bed, why are you still not satisfied?"

Zhao Guang rolled his eyes and didn't know whether he was protesting what Feng Yong said or choking. After trying to swallow the contents in his mouth, he said: "Those uncles and uncles are all big and three thick. Where can Shui Ling’s daughter go? And the two sisters who said they want to be close to me, their waists are about to be as thick as the cook in your house. If you change your elder brother, will your elder brother dare?”

"Where's Zishi? This time your marriage should be settled, right?"

Wang Xun shook his head with a wry smile: "Brother, don't make fun of the younger brother. Just like the younger brother, how could anyone want to marry the younger brother? But there are quite a lot of people who give gifts, and it is not light, so the adults refused."

Feng Yong nodded, indicating that he understood.

Zhao Guang's father is the general of Zhendong and Yongchang Tinghou. It is not a joke that others really want to marry Zhao Guang.These days, concubines have no human rights and are often used as gifts, not to mention how high the status of children born to concubines can be?To be able to give Zhao Guang to be a concubine, that is a high pan.

If it is really formed, it will not only achieve its own goals, but also achieve a good marriage, so why not do it?But Wang Xun is different. Although he recently won the award of a councilor, the label of non-Han people in people's eyes cannot be erased in a short time, so most of them choose to use money to open the way.

(End of this chapter)