"You guys came very early." Xiong Wuliang looked at Huang Xie and said.
Huang Xie clasped his hands behind his back and said with a displeased face: "Stop talking nonsense, I am willing to admit defeat! Three years! Just three years!"
Xiong Wuliang had an evil smile on his face...
Young man, despite the toughness of what you say now, in three years’ time, you may not have been transformed into what I have done to you. When the time comes, even if I... No, if I ask you to leave, you will cry and beg to stay and continue working!
Huang Xie looked at Xiong Wuliang in front of him, and always felt that the smile on the latter's face was so malicious.
It felt like Xiong Wuliang was looking at him as if he had some bad idea in mind...
Huang Xie's brain was short-circuited for a moment, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes. He suddenly tightened his robe and covered his collar. There was a slight panic on his white and tender face: "Xiong...Xiong Wuliang, why are you looking at me like this?"
At first, Huang Xie accompanied the prince to Xiong Wuliang's fief for the first time. Because he looked down on Xiong Wuliang, who was known for his lack of learning and skill, he was very disdainful of Xiong Wuliang in his words.
As a result, he was slapped in the face one after another.
From then on, Huang Xie competed with Xiong Wuliang openly and secretly, always wanting to prove in front of the prince that he was no worse than Xiong Wuliang!
The result... was a complete defeat one after another.
It wasn't until Xiong Wuliang flooded the Qi army this time that Huang Xie was completely convinced!
Xiong Wuliang, this man is a genius, I am not as good as him.
Especially when Huang Xie came to Xiong Wuliang's fiefdom again, he saw that Quyang County was completely different from two years ago... He admired Xiong Wuliang even more in his heart.
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Xiong Wuliang looked at Huang Xie's movements, his head covered with black lines...
What are you thinking about when you step on the horse?
"This prince's house does not support idlers." Xiong Wuliang said with a slight cough.
For a while, he didn't think about how to arrange Huang Xie.
There are people responsible for everything in the military, political and business affairs in the fiefdom, and it is not the turn of Huang Xie who has just arrived... Xiong Wuliang is really in trouble.
We can't just let him eat for nothing, right?
We must find something for Huang Xie to do!
"How about you raise a dog for me first?" Xiong Wuliang stretched out his hand and pointed at the big yellow dog lying beside him, bored.
When Wangcai saw Xiong Wuliang pointing at it, his ears perked up, he stood up from the ground, stuck out his bright red tongue... and waggled his tail excitedly.
Huang Xie’s hair stood on end! Half angry, half scared.
I am an aristocratic son who rides horses and is known as a child prodigy in Ying... You want me to raise a dog for you?
Besides, Huang Xie has a deep-seated fear of this damn big yellow dog...
Xiong Wuliang scratched his head and seemed to feel something was wrong.
"Forget it," Xiong Wu had another idea in his mind: "You can help me take care of the child."
"Take care of the child?" Huang Xie looked confused and asked, "Where did Xiong Wuliang get the child from?"
Xiong Wuliang stretched out his hand and pointed at Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai in the distance...
"Most of the people in my house are rough people. Although there are great talents such as Qu Yuan, they can't get away from it because of the complicated affairs. If you go to give cultural classes to Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai, you can be regarded as a teacher and apply what you have learned... …”
Huang Xie didn't hesitate and took the job neatly.
Chinese people always have a compromising temperament. If you directly ask him to take care of the children, he may not be happy... but if you let him raise a dog first, he will be happy to take care of the children.
Xiong Wuliang: As expected of me!
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After arranging Huang Xie, Xiong Wuliang went straight to the back to look for Xiaoyi. He saw a bulging quilt in a room outside the window. He couldn't help but smile evilly, broke in through the door, and threw himself towards the quilt...
Huh? Feeling a little wrong?
How do you feel... Xiaoyi's figure is much exaggerated?
Xiong Wuliang was a little confused and squeezed twice...
'Boom'!
A long, straight and beautiful leg kicked out powerfully from the quilt. Xiong Wuliang screamed and flew out several steps...
"There is an assassin!" Xiong Wuliang covered his chest and screamed while lying on the ground.
The quilt was lifted open, revealing Ying Zhuo's beautiful face... At this time, his face was flushed, the tip of his straight nose was wrinkled delicately, and his face was full of shame and anger...
This girl from the northwest has such a good figure, especially now that her face is flushed... She looks much prettier than her usual slutty look - Xiong Wuliang's eyes widened.
This girl is very delicate, if she is punched, she will cry for a long time!
"Where are the assassins?"
"Protect the Lord!"
Several soldiers broke in through the door as if they were facing a formidable enemy, pointing their repeating crossbows directly at the bed... Then seeing this scene, the soldiers put away their repeating crossbows with great discernment, scratched their heads, and dispersed. .
"What happened? I didn't see anything. Did you see anything?"
"I didn't see anything either."
"what's for dinner?"
"..."
Xiong Wuliang got up from the ground in embarrassment and said angrily: "Why are you here...where is Xiaoyi?"
Ying Zhuo was so angry that he rolled his eyes: "This is my house! Siyi gave me this room to live in!"
Ying Zhuo, who had just been eaten, glared at Xiong Wuliang angrily, his tall chest rising and falling... If Da Qin hadn't been so thirsty for talents, he would have wanted to kill him at this time.
I, I, the majestic Princess of Qin... were actually molested by this bastard who is several years younger than me?
Xiong Wuliang knew that he was in the wrong. After being mute for a moment, he shouted loudly: "Sister, what are you doing in bed in broad daylight?"
"Don't you know how to accompany your young lady?"
"Don't forget your identity!"
Ying Zhuo was so angry that his face turned red.
Ever since you were a child, when have you ever been called upon like this?
However, he couldn't get angry, so he could only crawl out of bed quietly, lowered his head and left the room...
After driving away the troublesome Ying Zhuo, Xiong Wuliang searched a few more rooms and finally found Xiaoyi who was trying to learn how to cook in the dining room.
After several lingering moments, a poem should be written here——
The flowers and plants of the Wu Palace are buried in the secluded paths, and the clothes of the Jin Dynasty are transformed into ancient hills.
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Half an hour later.
Xiong Wuliang sat up straight and felt that golden light seemed to emerge around him. He shook his head and thought clearly: "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so how can it cause dust..."
Siyi's face was flushed and she still felt weak all over. She glared at Xiong Wuliang angrily——
"Sir, what kind of poetry is this? It sounds very artistic."
Xiong Wuliang: "This poem has a quite leisurely atmosphere. If I were to recite this poem on an ordinary day, I would never feel like this."
"Only a great sage or a master like me can recite this poem when his thoughts are clear and he only feels that everything in the world is at ease and without any disturbance!"
Si Yi seemed to understand, but suddenly slapped her forehead and said in panic: "Oh no, the dining room..."
Siyi quickly wrapped her hands and feet in clothes and rushed to the dining room in three steps at a time. It was too late, the meat in the cauldron was already black and looked like charcoal, stuck together and indistinguishable...
Si Yi was so angry that she stamped her feet: "I wanted to cook and do some cooking to celebrate your success... I blame you, indiscriminately..."
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