Daqin: Zulong Overheard My Rebellion Plan

"I'm so obedient to the Four Heavenly Emperors!"

It was as if a spring had been installed under Fan Kui's feet, and it collapsed on the spot.

Putting down the pear in his hand in a hurry, he bowed and cupped his hands: "I didn't know you were the crown prince."

"Your offended son, don't be angry~!"

Cao Shen also hurriedly got up, tidied his clothes a little, and bowed his hands: "Cao Shen, the jailer of Pei County, pay homage to your son!"

Fan Kuai and the equally strong man beside him hurriedly imitated the example - hand over.

"Zhou Bo of Peixian County, pay homage to your son."

"Fan Kuai of Pei County, pay homage to the crown prince!"

Both Fan Kuai and Zhou Bo's clothes were covered with patches, but they deliberately washed them clean.

Cao Canneng was better than the two of them, but the corners of the clothes had been worn down to the point of showing burrs, and the clothes had obviously been worn for a long time.

Wang Ying smiled and nodded: "There is no need to be polite."

"You righteous men, let me go and sit down in the main hall with my servant."

Seeing Wang Ying stepping into the main hall, Fan Kui and the others looked at each other and followed them inside, sitting on their own soft bed in a well-behaved manner.

Seeing this, Wang Ying smiled and shook his head.

In today's Daqin, it is necessary to sit upright when meeting formally, so that the clothes completely cover the lower body.

Otherwise, it is very likely that the gentleman will be naked, and it will be extremely embarrassing when sitting opposite each other.

But if you haven't exercised for a long time, your legs will become numb due to ischemia after sitting in this sitting position for a while, and even your legs will cramp.

But Wang Ying didn't say anything, just said loudly: "Tie Dun, order the kitchen to bring some wine and food."

After dozens of breaths, Cao Shen's expression remained calm.

However, Fan Kuai and Zhou Bo's faces were full of ferocity.

He wanted to stretch out his legs to relax the blood vessels, but he was worried that he would be impolite, so he offended Wang Ying.

Seeing this, Wang Ying laughed: "Why don't you change your posture even if your legs are numb?"

As it was before, it can still be as it is now. "

"Don't make a hideous face just because my servant is here."

Fan Kuai was overjoyed immediately, but he still asked tentatively: "Is it okay?"

Wang Ying laughed heartily: "What's wrong?"

"This son is not such a poor and corrupt scholar, why is he so particular about etiquette?"

Wang Ying is not a person who sticks to etiquette.

In front of others, Wang Ying had to put on a show, but in front of Fan Kui and others, Wang Ying didn't need to put on a show at all.

We are all vulgar people, why bother making each other feel bad?

And such a casual move can actually bring the relationship with these people closer.

While talking, Wang Ying himself sat cross-legged on the soft couch in a comfortable posture, and said casually: "Everyone can do as they please."

"My servant knows what you are worried about."

"My servant has researched a kind of tights, which you can change into later."

"Even if you sit casually, you will not be rude."

Fan Kui immediately felt happy, and changed his posture to sit cross-legged.

"The son is really as the official Xiao said, he is a very good person!"

"I'm thinking about it, Shizi is not only a very good person, but also a wonderful person!"

Xiao He hurriedly said: "Master Fan, now this is no longer the chief official, but a guest of the Shizi's residence."

Fan Kuai slapped his forehead: "I am confused."

It just so happened that Yu Jian brought a group of maids to bring food and wine, Wang Ying said with a smile: "If you make a mistake, you have to accept the punishment.

The smile on Fan Kuai's face stiffened, and his heart shivered even more.

Fuck Fuck Fuck!

As a human being, you really can't get carried away with complacency, but you still pissed off this prince!

What kind of punishment will you suffer?

Is it a responsibility?

Or labor?

It can't be beheading!

Wang Ying ordered the wine rank on Fan Kuai's case table and said: "You will be fined to honor Mr. Xiao!"

Fan Kui breathed a sigh of relief, raised his wine cup full of fear and said, "Mr. Xiao, I respect you for this cup!"

Xiao He, thank you so much!

This prince, I respect you for bringing me from the peaceful and peaceful Pei County to this terrifying Marquis Mansion!

Thinking angrily in my heart, there was a burst of heat in my throat.

Fan Kuai's black face showed a little red, he held his breath and swallowed the wine.

At the end, he smacked his mouth, and then he yelled loudly: "Good wine!"

Rubbing the wine glass full of surprise, Fan Kui wished he could lick all the wine left in the jug.

"Is this the Triumph wine?"

"Sure enough, it lived up to those people's approval, it really is a good wine!"

Wang Ying said casually: "This wine is originally brewed by my minister's Yingyang company."

"If Fan Zhuangshi likes it, he can drink it freely in the future."

Fan Kui looked at Wang Ying in surprise: "Is that true?"

In an instant, Fan Kui's eyes on Wang Ying became hot.

Xiao He, thank you so much!

If it weren't for you, where would I find a place where I can drink Triumph wine casually!

Wang Ying smiled and nodded: "My servant never speaks in vain."

"Except for working hours, Fan Zhuangshi is free to drink Triumph Wine as much as he likes, starting with my servant!"

"But you can't delay your business by drinking."

When it comes to work, both Fan Kui and Zhou Bo's expressions turned ugly.

Fan Kuai said helplessly: "Your Majesty, I really don't understand, what are you asking me to come to Xianyang for?"

"I'm just a dog butcher, I don't even know a single character."

"Could it be that, as Mr. Xiao said, you asked me to cut mutton slices?"

Fan Kuai asked himself, even if a chef who cuts mutton slices is cutting mutton slices in the Hou's mansion, it is impossible for the master to allow him to drink freely at the Triumph Bar?

Zhou Bo also said a little anxiously: "My lord, I also don't understand. Why did you ask me to come to Xianyang?"

"I'm just a bamboo craftsman who weaves silkworm objects for others, and Fan Kuai can also cut mutton for the prince."

"What can I do?"

Zhou Bo looked at Wang Ying expectantly: "So what."

"My lord, do you want to raise silkworms?"

In fact, Zhou Bo still has a skill that he has not said.

That is, if someone has a funeral, Zhou Bo will play and sing Qin's elegy for them to earn some extra money.

If necessary, it is not impossible to talk about dancing on the grave.

People who really have that kind of special needs, with Zhou Bo's tanned dark complexion, another wave of black people can easily catch the coffin.

But Zhou Bo didn't dare to say this skill.

Could it be that Zhou Bo wants to ask Wang Ying if the Marquis of Wucheng needs black coffins to carry the coffin recently?

Zhou Bo dared to bet that if he really said that, then he would have to lie down in the coffin being carried by someone right away.

Looking at Fan Kui and Zhou Bo's worried eyes, Wang Ying couldn't help but laugh.

"The two strong men think that Ben Jian will work hard for a bamboo craftsman and ten Kugou generations?"

"If my servant wants bamboo craftsmen and dog butchers, he can summon thousands of people with just one call!"

The eyes of Fan Kui and Zhou Bo dimmed instantly.

Indeed, in Wang Ying's capacity, if he said that Marquis Wucheng's mansion is sincerely hiring bamboo craftsmen and dog butchers, and promised that he could drink triumphant wine until he vomited, then thousands of applicants would be considered few.

Wang Ying got up and said: "Since my servant has traveled thousands of miles to call the two to Xianyang, it is because the two are not as simple as bamboo stick craftsmen and dog butchers."

"My servant asks himself a little bit of knowledge."

"In my servant's opinion, the two strong men are both talented!"

Fan Kuai and Zhou Bo raised their heads again, looking at Wang Ying suspiciously.

0...... Ask for flowers......

Besides bamboo craftsman and dog slaughter, what else do we order?

Why don't we know?

Wang Ying said in a deep voice, "Iron Shield!"

Iron Shield flashed out from the shadows, and said in a serious voice: "This subordinate is here!"

Wang Ying looked at Fan Kui and Zhou Bo and said, "Fight with my followers.

"Prove to my servant that I have never misjudged anyone!"

Fan Kuai suddenly became excited: "Your Majesty, are you interested in my strength?"

"Say it early!"

"I don't dare to say anything else, but with this strength, no one is stronger than me in the ten miles and eight villages of Peixian County!"

Zhou Bo couldn't help showing excitement: "My lord, where are you fighting?"

"how to spell?"

A piercing smile appeared on Tie Dun's ferocious face: "How to fight?"

"Of course it's me alone, Daer wait!"

Wang Ying shook his head: "Iron Shield, don't underestimate the enemy."

"Call Biao Fu, two on two catch and fight."

Tie Dun couldn't help looking at Fan Kui in surprise when he heard the words.

Iron Shield asked himself that he had fully demonstrated his strength in front of Wang Ying.

Even so, Wang Ying still feels that he can't beat the opponent alone?

..0...

Tie Dun couldn't help rolling up his sleeves excitedly: "Obey!"

"Go, go to the Martial Arts Field!"

Fan Kuai stopped drinking the wine, and followed out with high spirits.

"You still want to hit us both alone?"

"I'll let you see if my fist is hard in a moment!"

A group of people quickly arrived at the martial arts arena in the front yard, Iron Shield pointed to the weapon rack: "What kind of weapon to use, choose by yourself."

Fan Kuai raised his clenched fist and said with a confident smile, "One punch is enough!"

Iron Shield laughed heartily: "What a strong man!"

"May your fist be as hard as your mouth!"

"My lord, when will it start?"

Wang Ying said decisively: "It's now!"

The moment Wang Ying's voice fell, Tie Dun dodged and rushed out.

Fan Kuai laughed loudly: "Zhou Bo, I'm the man!"

While shouting and drinking, Fan Kui also stepped forward quickly, and swung out his right fist.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided, making a dull impact sound.

Iron Shield was slightly surprised: "The strength is good."

Fan Kuai laughed heartily: "You look pretty ugly, but you have a good history!"

Tie Dun snorted and said, "It's as if you are so handsome."

"Look at the fist!"

"Boom!"

Iron Shield exerted strength with his left arm and punched it down again.

Fan Kui turned sideways to avoid Iron Shield's fist, turned around and slashed directly at Iron Shield's neck.

"Come again!"

Iron Shield blocked with his arm, and then suddenly attacked Fan Kuai's defenseless left rib.

Seeing this, Biaofu licked his lower lip, and cheered up: "Come and fight!"

While shouting and drinking, Biao Fu suddenly punched Zhou Bo's heart.

Zhou Bo's eyes were sharp, he let Biao Fu's fist land on him, and he stepped forward and punched without saying a word.

Suffering from abdominal pain, Biaofu looked at Zhou Bo in amazement, and then his eyes showed excitement.

"Enough!"

"What a strong man!"

Tie Dun and Fan Kui moved around in the martial arts arena, avoiding the opponent's heavy blow, and then immediately counterattacked.

But Biaofu and Zhou Bo were like two lunatics, completely ignoring their injuries, and just fiercely attacked each other desperately.

Not far away, Wang Jian's eyes were bare.

"These two, one is brave, can be a sharp fighter, and the other is crazy, can be a pioneer!"

"They are all warriors!"

Wang Ben also salivated.

"I don't know where Yinger found these two people?"

"I want a child!".