Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 43

Baili Dongjun got out of the car and saw his acquaintance in a good mood, but unexpectedly, he was tied up tightly. He was stunned for a while, and then cursed: "Well, you are Vice General Chen! I haven't seen you for a few months, you are so brave. Already!"

"Take it back to Hou's Mansion!" Deputy General Chen waved and shouted, ignoring him.

"Decree!" The sergeants dragged Baili Dongjun to a nearby carriage, flicked his whip, and hurried towards the city.

Deputy General Chen walked towards the carriage. The coachman was so frightened that his legs went limp after seeing the battle. Could it be that he worked part-time day and night, worked hard, and finally brought back a heinous prisoner...or a deserter?His voice was a little trembling, almost crying: "Jun...Mr. Jun...I don't know!"

"Thanks for your hard work." Deputy General Chen looked stern and looked a bit scary at first glance, but he reached out and took out a silver ingot from his waist, put it in the driver's hand, and then turned sideways to salute the carriage: "Thank you, Mr. Wen I don't know whether Mr. Wen will go to the city to rest for a few days in the next few days, or go back to Wen's house directly."

"I want to see my sister." The warm pot of wine came out of the carriage and stretched, "I also want to see what happens to Baili Dongjun!"

Deputy General Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "That's really a coincidence!"

Zhenxihou Mansion.

Waves of wailing and cursing came from the main hall.

"You are bold, just treat your little son like this! You are not!"

"Grandpa, grandpa, where are you! Your good grandson is being bullied! You have been brave all your life, but your old grandson is being bullied like this!"

"Tell me! Where is grandpa? Did my ruthless father say something again!"

"Call my grandpa! Grandpa!"

But all the sergeants in the main hall were like sculptures. Even though Baili Dongjun was crying and making noise, he remained motionless and did not say a word.It wasn't until Baili Dongjun wailed and cursed for half an hour that they suddenly turned around and bowed in salute.

Baili Dongjun was overjoyed, thinking that Baili Luochen had finally arrived, he hurriedly turned his head: "Grandpa... ah! Why is it you!"

"Master!" the sergeants said respectfully.

The man who came in had a handsome face, wearing a golden robe, rich and graceful, with two mustaches. He looked quite refined, but after nodding in response to the sergeants, his face suddenly sank, and a violent air rose from his whole body He didn't hesitate for a moment, and immediately took a step forward, kicking Baili Dongjun away: "Why me! Who am I! It's your father!"

"Baili Chengfeng, you are so courageous!" Baili Dongjun got up from the ground and scolded angrily.

"I'll fuck you Baili Chengfeng!" Baili Chengfeng's face darkened, he took out a whip and whipped it at Baili Dongjun. Baili Dongjun dodged wittily and cursed: "You do this, you Does father know!"

"Don't put my father on me! Let me tell you, Baili Dongjun." Baili Chengfeng sneered, "Your grandfather went to Tianqi to attend the Great Court Meeting a month ago, and he is on his way back now. ! I'm in charge!"

"Bold!" Baili Dongjun yelled at the soldiers in a sonorous tone, but unfortunately his hands were tied behind his back, so he couldn't tell the world, "Are you confused? My grandfather is not at home. I should be in charge of the Zhenxihou Mansion." Ah! Are you out of your minds!"

"I think you're out of your mind!" Baili Chengfeng dropped the whip, drew out his knife, and was about to cut people down.

The scolding, crying, and the shattering of tables and chairs and jade objects in the main hall could be heard clearly even by the people in the backyard. Those servants and servants covered their mouths and laughed.

"With Baili Xiaohou here, this Houfu can be regarded as alive."

A graceful woman in a white gown was sitting on a bench in the backyard, laughing in a low voice while eating fruit food. The woman was not young anymore, but she had an elegant temperament on her body, as well as her gestures. She has a sultry charm, but it is far beyond the reach of ordinary young women.

"You look more and more like the wife of a wealthy family." The warm pot of wine sat beside her and took a sip of tea, "My good sister."

Wen Luoyu, who is now the concubine of the world, smiled: "So you have been too lazy to look at me as a lady, and you are not willing to come to live with me? Why this time, send this brat back, and you follow coming?"

The warm pot of wine put away its smile, and gave Wen Luoyu a look. Wen Luoyu understood, and stretched out her hand: "Go down."

"Yes." The maids and servants responded and retreated.

Wen Luoyu yawned: "What's the matter, it's still mysterious."

The warm pot of wine picked up a long package that had been lying beside it, and took out the contents.

"Sword?" Wen Luoyu took it, pulled out half of the sword, and smelled a scent of lotus flowers. She was stunned, and looked at the sword back and forth carefully, "How can there be such a good sword? I I have seen many famous swords since I was a child, but none of them can compare to this one? Which one of the ten famous swords is this?"

"Neither, this sword was just cast by the young owner of Famous Sword Villa. After decades, Famous Sword Villa has another sword of Immortal Palace grade. The name is not stained." Warm Pot Wine said.

Wen Luoyu frowned slightly: "Brother, are you planning to use a sword? Are you afraid that those old men at home will poison you to death?"

The warm pot of wine shook his head: "This is not my sword, but the sword of your son Baili Dongjun."

Wen Luoyu was stunned for a moment, and said confusedly: "You snatched him from the sword test meeting? Do you know why my son is so worthless? It's all because of you!"

"No, I snatched the best sword from the sword trial meeting and gave it to a son who can't use swords. Famous Sword Villa and swordsmen from all over the world will come out and chop me. This sword was snatched by your good son himself. "The warm pot of wine replied.

"I snatched it myself, what did I use to snatch it?"

"I snatched it with my sword!"

"Hahahahaha." Wen Luoyu laughed so loudly, "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, my son knows a few sword skills, go to the sword test to grab the sword? Brother, don't make fun of me."

"Really!" The warm pot of wine said anxiously, "Wu Shuang City sent the most valued disciple of their generation, but they still haven't snatched your good son. This is really your son's real ability to get it."

"Okay, then tell me, what kind of sword technique does my precious son use?"

"West Chu sword song, ask Yu Tian."

"What?" Wen Luoyu stood up instantly, staring at the warm pot of wine with wide eyes, "Brother, say it again?"

"West Chu sword song, ask Yu Tian." The warm pot of wine repeated, "Not only me, Wushuang City, Beili Bagongzi, and swordsmen all over the world have seen it."

(End of this chapter)