In the evening, Yang Shu went out, but he did not go straight to the painting boat. Instead, he went to the Duke Xiuguo's Mansion first.
Yang Shu hadn't been here for several months. The concierge of Duke Xiu's Mansion was stunned for three seconds when he saw him. After he realized what he was doing, he rolled around and closed the door.
"Go and inform Hou Zhou that my son is back and I will bring him happiness today." Yang Shu spoke arrogantly and arrogantly.
"Hurry up, if the wife of a stick of incense doesn't show up, you will see if I can break down this broken door."
"Your Majesty, the second young master has kowtowed and is lying on the bed to nurse himself. He really can't go out!" The concierge was about to cry, but he didn't know what Hou Zhou had done to provoke this lunatic.
Life is too comfortable?
"I don't care whether he kowtows on his head or on his feet, let him come out quickly."
"If you keep chirping, I will break down the door right now." Yang Shu looked angry and called Fang Zhuang to give him the iron rod.
"Your Majesty, don't be anxious! I'll go and invite the Second Young Master right away!" The concierge didn't dare to say anything, stuffed his clothes around his waist, and rushed towards Hou Zhou's residence as if running for his life.
"Second Young Master, it's not good!"
"The Crown Prince of King Ding's Palace is here and is clamoring to see you. You should hurry up and have a look!" the concierge shouted at the top of his lungs.
Hou Zhou squirted out a mouthful of tea, choked and coughed, and his face turned red.
"Don't go!"
"Send them away quickly!" Hou Zhou said urgently after regaining his breath.
The concierge looked at him quietly, "Second Young Master, can Madman Yang be driven away?"
"Hurry up. The stick of incense is about to arrive. He has lost his patience and is really good at breaking down doors. There are a lot of good things in your house."
Hou Zhou was furious, "I've been unlucky so many times, why doesn't he let me go!"
"Smelly barbarian!"
Hou Zhou used the filthiest words he knew.
"Carry me over!" Hou Zhou said angrily. He kowtowed just yesterday and he really couldn't run now.
The boys didn't waste any time. They picked up their chairs and ran out, hurrying to deliver Hou Zhou to Yang Shu in front of a stick of incense.
"You are so patient. You haven't come to play with me for so long." Yang Shu patted Hou Zhou on the shoulder with a look of resentment on his face.
"We were so happy before."
Hou Zhou pointed to the gauze on his head, and he was close to crying. "I'm so happy that I can't be happy anymore. Why don't you find someone else to accompany you?"
"What the hell is this little injury? Did you forget that your leg was broken and you limped to the Red Building?"
"Brothers, let's go." Yang Shu waved to the guards.
Hou Zhou sobbed silently, what evil had he done!
"Let him take the second young master away?" the young man said, pointing in the direction Yang Shu left.
"Otherwise." The concierge sighed, "The sword in King Ding's Mansion is too sharp, so just bear with it."
"Second Young Master will probably not beat him to death if he doesn't anger Crazy Yang."
"This is so pitiful."
The concierge looked at the boy and shook his head. He was like an ant, feeling sorry for the dandy in the rich man's nest. What a brain.
"I brought someone with me today, and I promise to let you get on the boat. Aren't those girls arrogant? I want to see what difference it makes if you take off your clothes." Yang Shu looked cruel.
Hou Zhou looked at his nose and mouth, feeling that he and Yang Shu were getting more and more out of tune.
This guy is acting like a beast in human skin now.
"Which one do you like?" Yang Shu put his arm around Hou Zhou's shoulder and asked enthusiastically.
"The doctor said that my brain injury is serious. I need to sleep more and not think about lewd things." Hou Zhou sighed.
"When did you kid ever listen to what the doctor said?" Yang Shu snorted, then raised his eyebrows, "I brought some medicine to cheer you up, and I'll give you some more when the time comes."
Hou Zhou's eyes widened. Is this a human being? He was already like this, yet he still wanted to drug him!
"Yang Shu." Hou Zhou calmed down.
"What's wrong?"
"Is your blood boiling?" Yang Shu winked at Hou Zhou.
Hou Zhou stared for two seconds and knew that this man was completely perverted and could not speak at all.
Covering his head, Hou Zhou fell into Yang Shu's arms, "Ah! It hurts me so much! Doctor, call doctor quickly!!!" Hou Zhou howled at the top of his lungs.
Seeing his twitching veins, Yang Shu raised his eyebrows playfully. Although it was a bit exaggerated, he was still working hard.
Holding the back of Hou Zhou's neck, Yang Shu smiled sadly, "You said if I break your leg, will the pain on your head be lessened?"
Hou Zhouren was dumbfounded. He raised his head blankly, his lips moved, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.
madman!
What a devil!
Hou Zhou didn't dare to play tricks anymore and sat down honestly.
"It doesn't hurt anymore?" Yang Shu took a leisurely sip of water.
Hou Zhou suppressed his anger, "I'm afraid my legs will be broken by you."
"Look at you, you are really not scared. Our friendship is different from Jiang Qi's. Why would I attack you?"
Yang Shu bumped Hou Zhou with his elbow, looking like I was joking.
"Stop being so straight-faced, I don't like it." Yang Shu calmed down a bit.
Hou Zhou's eyes were red and he smiled at Yang Shu.
Yang Shu turned his head with satisfaction and stopped tormenting Hou Zhou. The kid's eyes were obviously wet. A few more words of fear would break the bank.
"Your Majesty, we're here." Fang Zhuang shouted from outside.
Yang Shu's eyebrows lit up and he immediately got out of the car.
Hou Zhou lowered his head and followed him, his eyes dull, as if his soul had been drained.
"Where's the boat?" Yang Shu shouted at Fang Zhuang.
Fang Zhuang licked his lips, looked at the calm lake, and stammered, "Shi, Shizi, the promise, the promise has not come yet."
"Not here yet?" Yang Shu grabbed Fang Zhuang's collar and tried to lift him up, but he was too weak to lift him up, and he almost fell down.
"Your Majesty." Fang Zhuang's voice trembled.
Yang Shu looked at his bulging eyes and was speechless. Who taught him this way of acting?
"Throw him into the lake." Yang Shu said coldly.
If you let this guy continue to act, he will be ruined.
None of the soldiers who retreated from the battlefield stared in horror.
The sound of falling into the water made Hou Zhou tremble. It was over. Madman Yang was angry. He was next.
"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong!"
Just when Hou Zhou was thinking about how to escape, a voice sounded urgently, and the figure behind the tree rushed out and went straight to Yang Shu, but was stopped by the guards.
"Please show your noble hand and let Rongchang Mihang go. I am willing to work as an ox or a horse for the prince."
"I beg you!"
The thin man grabbed the guard's hand, knelt down, and begged again and again.
Yang Shu glanced at the man with contempt, walked over in a few steps, pinched the man's chin, and sneered, "Who am I talking about?"
"Weren't you very proud before?"
"What, can't you survive?"
"Your Majesty, Zheng Bin is aware of his mistake. Please give him another chance." Zheng Bin smiled at Yang Shu and tried his best to express himself.
Yang Shu threw her away and Zheng Bin fell to the ground, but she quickly stood up, suppressed her humiliation, and showed an expression of admiration to Yang Shu.
The weak and helpless look suits Yang Shu's liking very much.
Yang Shu raised his eyebrows slightly and gave a thumbs up secretly. This acting skill is way ahead of that idiot Fang Zhuang.
Rubbing his fingers, Yang Shu looked deeply, "Since those people from Huafang ran away..."
"Consider you lucky!"
Yang Shu grabbed Zheng Bin's wrist and dragged him into the carriage.
