Chapter 123: Duzi, have you become a pig?

Style: Historical Author: Be a lucky rabbitWords: 2154Update Time: 24/01/11 08:48:13
At this moment, Asa'er was completely panicked. He quickly shouted to the person under his hand, "Go and call my dad. Hurry up. Go and call my dad."

"this……"

I had no choice but to send an expert over to explain the matter in detail.

On the other hand, Ye Jiajia didn't look calm and calm, so she wasn't afraid of them running away anyway.

As for Lu Yun, he also looked calm and calm, eating food and drinking wine, not to mention how delicious it was.

Coming to this grassland, the scenery is beautiful. Needless to say, he really wants to eat roasted whole lamb and grilled mutton skewers. It must taste very good!

It’s just that people from this other world don’t seem to be very interested in these things, or they haven’t invented this way of eating them.

When you have time, you must make a good meal of mutton kebabs. Eat them hot and pair them with wine. Not to mention how delicious they are.

Thinking of this, Lu Yun left a string of words, and when he saw Ye Jiajia on the side, he was also very confused, "What did you see? Or what are you thinking about?"

Are you thinking about beautiful women, why are you drooling all of a sudden..."

Lu Yun smiled awkwardly and quickly explained, "No, I didn't expect anything, and I didn't see anything. I just drooled uncontrollably all of a sudden."

Ye Jiajia curled her lips in disdain, she would not believe such nonsense.

Just like that, after a while, a fast horse galloped past and arrived at the inn. It could be seen that it was a middle-aged man wearing brocade clothes and jade robes.

Although the clothes are different from those of the Han people, the fabric of the clothes is particularly good. It seems that only rich people can afford it.

After all, most herdsmen and people on the grasslands wear coarse cloth clothes or particularly bloated cotton clothes. After all, it is often cold on their grasslands, and strong winds blow from time to time.

The weather has been getting colder recently, and it will get even colder after the snow falls. This is why they especially want to invade south as soon as winter comes.

Because not only can you move your body and invade south, you can also rob a lot of food.

On the grassland, once winter comes, there will be fewer prey and less food.

For rich people, they don't care. Anyway, their food, drink and clothing are quite warm. But it is different for ordinary herdsmen. Most people living on the grasslands are quite distressed.

The middle-aged man wears something similar to a turban on his forehead, which is similar to the Tuo Tuo Daji he saw before. Presumably, this thing should be similar to what only tribal leaders can wear.

"Asa'er! You're such a traitor, you know how to cause trouble for me every day, and you still want to cause trouble in this golden city!

I feel like I haven't caused enough trouble, but now I dare to provoke a great master! "

"Don't you want to live anymore!"

The middle-aged man looked around blankly, but did not see his son, so he had to shout.

This guy must have known that he had done something wrong and was hiding in guilt.

However, Asa'er was kneeling in front of him, kneeling at the door of the inn. It was just because he was beaten into the shape of a pig's head that he couldn't see clearly. Asa'er looked embarrassed at this time...

It's too miserable for me. What does this mean?

"Father, I am here, I am here, can't you see me? I am right in front of you!"

Asa'er shouted anxiously, which made the middle-aged man in front of him realize that his son was right in front of him.

"You are, Asa'er!"

"Abu, it's me."

"..."

The middle-aged man couldn't help rolling his eyes and kicked him to the ground.

"Gui Zi, why did you become a pig?"

Then, he looked at the group of people in front of him, and then focused on Lu Yun at a glance. The master must be Lu Yun in front of him.

"Young Master is really young and promising. I didn't expect to become a Grand Master at such a young age. I really admire you."

"Although you are Han, on the grassland, the strong are respected. You have completely conquered us warriors."

"I am the current leader of the Golden Family, the lord of Golden City, Zharbuha. You can also call me by my Chinese name, Zhao Youqian."

"Ah..." Lu Yun was immediately confused, thinking that he was a great master. This was understandable. After all, among the people present, he was the only one who looked extraordinary.

I never expected that the leader of the Golden Family would give himself such a weird name, Zhao Youqian, but it makes sense after thinking about it carefully.

Having the blood of the Golden Family and owning the Golden City, doesn't that mean you are rich?

unbelievable!

"Zhao Youqian, right? You chose a good name. I like it very much. Are you the lord of the Golden City?"

"Yes, I am the Lord of the Golden City. Young Master, please feel free to ask for any requests. We have always respected the great masters."

Lu Yun glanced at him coldly, and then said, "I don't have any requirements, but your son is really a bastard. To be honest, I am not a so-called grand master."

Zhao Youqian is in trouble, what does that mean? Isn't he a great master? Did I just say the wrong thing?

"The real grand master is the woman behind me."

"Let me tell you another piece of good news. This woman was molested by your son just now. Do you think this happened? Do you think it was unjust for your son to be beaten like this?"

Zhao Youqian shook his head quickly and explained: "It is not unfair at all for this traitor to be beaten like this. He is really hateful."

"How dare you tease a great grand master? I really don't want to live anymore. Does he dare to give random advice to a grand master?"

At this time, Asa'er was kneeling on the ground with an aggrieved look.

He thought to himself, I have done this before, why don't I blame him?

But it was just this time that I met a woman who was a great master, so I felt that I should teach her a lesson.

"City Lord, your son has done such an egregious thing. It shouldn't be too much for you, the father, to come over and apologize properly, right?"

Zhao Youqian nodded and said with a smile on his face: "There is nothing excessive about this. It is not excessive at all. I should indeed apologize properly on behalf of my son."

As he spoke, Zhao Youqian bent down and said, "I'm sorry, Grandmaster, this matter is indeed my fault.

It was me who failed to discipline my son. Please let me go. "

"If you have any requests, just ask, I'm willing to do a lot for you."

Ye Jiajia snorted and waved his hand, "Son, I have already taught you a lesson. Since you have apologized for him, let this matter go."

"Thank you, thank you so much." Zhao Youqian smiled happily, and then kicked his stupid son again.

"Watch me take care of you when I get back."