My servant in the Tang Dynasty is Li Shimin

Chapter 88 An Excellent Person Never Looks Back!

Outside the house at this time, everything is recovering and thriving.

Inside the house, there was silence and silence.

If spring has color, it must be the color of tears in someone's heart.

Inside the house, Fang Xuanling sat on the back of the eldest grandson Wuji, and together with Du Ruhui, they listened to Wang Yuan's narration of the situation.

As for Xiao Le'er, she jumped onto a chair and regarded it as a VIP seat. She stood on her tiptoes, her face blushed, watching the excitement.

In the palace, there is such a good show to watch!

The little girl's heart was filled with joy.

Unlike Xiao Le'er's joy, after Wang Yuan told the details, the faces of Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui were as dark as a pot cover.

Really good guy!

Changsun Wuji, an old and immortal bastard, came here to win over Mr. Wang and forget it, but he actually belittled their department to nothing.

Especially Fang Xuanling, who was in charge of Zhongshu Province as the main target of being hacked, was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

As for Changsun Wuji, he had already "fainted to death", as if unconscious.

It seems, as if, probably, maybe... is really dead.

But he was not Xiao Le'er after all, Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui had no intention of letting him go when faced with Changsun Wuji's low-level tricks.

The two looked at each other, then clenched their fists, and punched Changsun Wuji's waist again.

chap!
"what!"

After an inexplicable breaking sound, Changsun Wuji's eyes widened and he screamed like a pig being killed.

Immediately, the whole person bounced up, squatted down on the ground, like a boiled prawn, and said in pain:

"What are you doing!"

"We have been friends for so many years, what about you?"

"Isn't it normal for me to talk about this with the prince? And do you dare to say that your purpose for coming here is pure?"

Changsun Wuji felt wronged.

They've all come here, everyone is poaching His Majesty's corner, who is cleaner than the other?

"You're right! But so what?"

Fang Xuanling sneered, didn't care so much, strode forward directly, holding Changsun Wuji's sleeve:
"What does that have to do with me wanting to beat you up?"

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about 21, so he gave Changsun Wuji a fat beating.

And Changsun Wuji also blew his beard and stared, and was speechless to refute these strong words for a while.

Why didn't he realize that this old house has such a thick skin?
Even Wang Yuan was speechless for a while, why couldn't he understand the conversation of these old fellows at all?
Is the purpose of coming here pure?
Could it be that these three guys want to worship me as a teacher because I am too handsome and talented?

Ah!
It must be so!

This explanation is very reasonable and completely logical. There is no more reliable explanation than this!
Wang Yuan was completely relieved, no longer doubts in his heart, he ignored these funny comparisons, and drank tea on his own.

Excellent people never look back to see the excitement!

This is confidence and class!

Xiao Le'er also took the opportunity to run over, climbed onto his lap, looked at the "big battle" in front of him, and giggled coquettishly.

And Wang Yuan was more and more relieved to see the little girl's happy appearance.

really!

Such things as handsomeness and talent can't be covered up even if you want to cover them up!

"My lord, why are you?"

Xiao Le'er was eating the lollipop, she turned her head and wanted to say something, but Wang Yuan put a finger on her lips.

"Xiao Le'er, don't talk yet."

Wang Yuan's voice was very deep, as if he was deliberately lowering his voice, with an inexplicable affinity.

"Today, let me be an ordinary person like the wind quietly."

Xiao Leer: "???"

Like the wind?

crazy?

Xiao Leer was very confused.

Xiao Leer was very confused.

But Xiao Leer didn't dare to ask anything.
In an instant, the little girl felt that her world view was a little bit broken.

While Wang Yuan was intoxicated with himself, Fang Xuanling and Changsun Wuji fought fiercely at the other end of the battlefield.

Especially Changsun Wuji, whose head was almost swollen into a pig's head.

"Stop hitting! Stop hitting! My tooth is about to fall out, and I still expect it to eat meat!"

"what!"

"Still called? You called a hammer!?"

"You old fellow, tell you to talk nonsense in front of the prince!"

"Still eating meat? Give me dirt for the rest of your life!"

No matter how much Changsun Wuji screamed, Fang Xuanling didn't have the slightest intention to stop, but the fight became more and more fierce.

So much so that in the end, Changsun Wuji couldn't take it anymore and resisted, and the two wrestled together again, with a posture of "fierce battle" for three days and three nights.

In the end, it was Du Ruhui who felt too ashamed to stop the two of them.

They were all dignified Dukes of the Tang Dynasty, and they scuffled like a country boy, what a shame!

If this is spread out, I am afraid it will be laughed at by the world.

Shame!

This is really embarrassing!

Even Wang Yuan finally lost his narcissism and was speechless.

I'm done flirting, but Lao Fang and Lao Sun are still fighting. Are you here to perform cross talk?
Come on, in addition to the dining hall, my one-acre three-point land now has the attribute of a big stage.

Wang Yuan really has nothing to say.

Xiao Le'er wanted to say a lot, her cheeks were bulging, like a puffer fish, but she was blocked.

She stared at the finger in front of her pretty nose with her big black eyes, moved her small mouth, and then bit it down.

"Prince, you are preventing me from eating candy."

Wang Yuan: "."

"You guys still come to the bar, it's really not a big deal."

Wang Yuan felt the pain, and retracted his finger as if nothing had happened.

Then let a servant come over and pour a glass of wine for each of the three.

Fang Xuanling and Changsun Wuji gave up and sat down again.

At this moment, both of them had bruised noses and swollen faces, and their clothes were also in tatters.

It was like beggars on the street, scrambling each other for big cakes, Du Ruhui rolled his eyes when he saw it.

"What are you doing! Don't you think it's embarrassing?"

Du Ruhui comforted him, he really wanted to ask a few words, "Where did all your literary spirit go?"

but think about your future
He decisively swallowed these accusations again.
In front of the prince, it's better to keep a low profile.

"Everyone is drinking! What's the use of fighting?"

Wang Yuan held back his smile and spoke again.

The two talents were temporarily resting, stopped the drums and stopped fighting, and each drank a glass of wine.

"Okay, let's talk about Lao Fang, Lao Qiao."

"What else do you come to see me for besides grabbing a meal?"

Seeing that the atmosphere began to ease, Wang Yuan also took the opportunity to ask.

To be honest, as soon as these two guys entered his mansion, they grabbed Lao Sun and taught him a lesson.

And Wang Yuan still doesn't know their purpose.

(End of this chapter)