He unexpectedly encounters a damselfly in distress, which is what he calls a lady, and the two of them make a living on the street together. The damselfly is weak and can only run errands for others.
The two of them fell in love day by day. Faced with the dilemma of having a poor family, they spent almost all their savings to buy a wedding dress in an old market.
It was just the wedding night, and Ma Qi fell down and became angry.
He would never have thought that this little wife, who could not carry her shoulders, would tie his body with a hemp rope and carry it on her shoulders little by little to send him to the land of bliss.
"This silly woman only dipped her mouth into the water. With the water from this small gourd, she can't get out of this sea of sand no matter what, unless God opens his eyes and it rains!" Gui Er hurriedly hid after watching it. Complaining under the shroud.
"It's not unfair at all to say you're stupid. Didn't it rain? Isn't our evil bitch the master?" Gui Da finished speaking, and Gui Er was speechless.
Wuyou, who was called an evil bitch by a ghost, was lying on the bed, admiring her husband's peerless sleeping appearance.
"Madam, my saliva is almost drooling..."
The beauty in the prosperous age gradually woke up, only to find that his beloved wife was staring at him intently with her peach blossom cheeks in her hands, and she immediately joked.
"Husband, you finally woke up, um... I miss you so much." Seeing Ming Jiuye wake up, Wuyou immediately pounced on him.
"Did you eat well?"
"Yeah, of course. Husband is probably hungry too. Wait a moment and I'll ask Po Meng to prepare it."
"Don't move! Here comes my husband." A black ghost talisman popped out from his fingertips and sank directly into the wall.
After a while, Mrs. Meng walked in carrying a steaming meal.
"Your Majesty, I have prepared fresh clam dumplings and warm jade soup for the emperor. It is full of meat fillings. I will give you a bowl." Meng Liang said happily as soon as he walked in.
"Okay, then please help Meng Liang to serve me a bowl as well."
After hearing Wuyou's words, Ming Jiuye stood up and said, "Meng Liang...is Madam married to you?"
The nominated person immediately jumped up from the bed: "Yeah! What do you think, husband?"
Liang, good.
"Excellent, I didn't expect that my little lazy boy would have the time to use his brain."
"Hehehe, don't blame me, it's because my husband's brain is thinking faster than mine. If you can't keep up, you might as well lie down." She became rogue, and anyone would have to admit defeat.
"Meng Liang, I want to eat a big bowl!" She jumped with excitement and immediately forgot that the pom-poms of her pajamas were still connected to Ming Jiuye's gown.
"careful!"
Fortunately, Ming Jiuye reacted in time and stepped forward to catch her.
"Husband, I forgot to take off my belt."
"Don't worry, my husband will take you to dinner first."
"It's better to untie it..."
"I won't let you eat it again." Ming Jiuye threatened with delicious food, and Wuyou immediately shut his mouth obediently.
"Meng Liang, what time is it now?"
"It's too late to return to the emperor."
Ming Jiuye nodded and looked at the greedy Wuyou again, "Have you felt any discomfort this morning, madam?"
"Well...a little bit on the hand, but nothing else."
She took off the sleeve of her injured hand and exposed it. The red hand bones were so frightened that Po Meng quickly covered her mouth with both hands. Then she felt something was wrong and hurriedly put her hands down to pretend to serve porridge towards the bright red hand.
"There are more red bones. Does Madam feel pain?" How could it spread so fast! What went wrong?
"It doesn't hurt, it's a little hot and itchy. Husband, do you think it could be an allergy?" In her opinion, itching, except for mosquito bites, means an allergy.
"Well, it's possible, as long as it doesn't hurt." When Ming Jiuye spoke, he tried to keep his tone calm.
"Well, eat first, eat first!"
At this time, Meng Liang took out another plate from the food box: "Your Majesty, there is also this."
"Corn! Ah ah ah ah, I love corn the most. Meng Liang, where did you get the corn?" Wuyou asked excitedly.
"The emperor asked the slave to breed."
Hearing this, Wuyou immediately looked back at Ming Jiuye: "Husband... how could you..."
"There was a box of food like this among the things left by Zuo Yang. I asked Nighthawk and he said this is your favorite corn, but some of it is broken. I only picked out some intact seeds. I tried Let Po Meng try all kinds of things."
Some memories merged with the spirit body, and it was difficult for him to remember them all.
"Meng Liang, how's the harvest?" There is no corn here, and even wheat has long tails.
"The harvest was good. There were more than two hundred seeds given by the emperor. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to keep them alive, so I only used half of them. Two of them died, and the others survived. Now it's just right for the empress to eat as steamed food."
"No, no, no, this meal is enough. Don't touch the rest. Let it grow until the outer leaves turn yellow before harvesting."
With these corns, she can produce more, but won’t she be able to eat them for half a year? She can afford to wait!
"This..." Meng Liang looked at Ming Jiuye doubtfully.
"Listen to your Majesty, keep it for now."
"Yes, Xiaonu has taken note of it."
Seeing Wuyou's delay in making any move, Ming Jiuye asked in confusion: "Why don't you start talking again?"
"Husband, if you plant the seeds in the back mountain, which is full of spiritual energy, will it produce four corns or more on one corn stalk?" She can't wait to return to Fengdu now to see how the corns are growing.
"Husband, I think you can use spiritual spring water to water it once after it sprouts. Maybe there will be a good harvest?"
"Spiritual spring water? Will this be successful?"
"I don't know...but we can go back and try."
"Yes, husband, let's eat." Once the output increases, whether it is the Immortal City, Fengdu, or even all the cities in the four-dimensional space, a new high-yielding food crop will be unlocked.
When there is a big corn harvest, she can cook one, bake one, and hold one in each hand.
Thinking about it, Wuyou couldn't help laughing. Hearing her giggling non-stop, Ming Jiuye interrupted: "Silly girl, concentrate on eating."
"Yeah, good."
About half an hour later, the two of them were fully dressed again, "Let's go, it's time to see how the newlyweds are doing."
"Killing people! Killing people..." At this time, hoarse screams came from the hall downstairs.
"Master, there is blood down there." Meng Liang whispered while holding the curtain hat in both hands.
"Do you know what's going on?" Taking the curtain hat, Ming Jiuye put it on Wuyou's head.
"I don't know, little slave." As soon as she came out, the man had already fallen down.
"Let's go down first." Ming Jiuye took Wuyou's hand and walked downstairs.
The diners in the hall stood in a group, all looking at the mighty man in black in the hall with fear on their faces.
"He stole my purse first, and he didn't admit it yet, so he did it first!" The man was about nine feet tall, with a beard and a rough, loud voice.
However, no one seems to believe his explanation.
"Killing people! You are a murderous devil. You stole my purse and then beat me. You are not a human being... Folks, you must make the decision for me!"
Lying on the ground was a thin old man wearing brocade and iron. There was a wooden chopstick stuck straight in his skinny wrist, and the blood was flowing out from there.
Anyone who looked at this tragic situation would inevitably feel that the nine-foot strong man was a ruthless master.
"Hey! You're full of energy!" A cold joke came out in response to the situation.
Whoever is injured is justified. The one who is seriously injured is justified. He who is dead is justified by nature.
Bullshit!
In her case, the wrong person cannot escape the righteous judgment even if he dies!
What's more, this person is not dead yet...Toru.
