Datang Fenghua Road

"Does the British man think they are beautiful?" Han Yue suddenly asked, and he asked without a brain.

Li Ji was a little puzzled, and subconsciously said: "What is the meaning of what the Duke of Jingyang said, this old man knows that you are not a womanizer, so why did you ask this aloud?"

Han Yue smiled miserably and murmured, "I can't do it if I don't ask. If I don't ask, I don't know if I will suffer..."

These words were even more mindless, and Li Ji was stunned for a moment.

Han Yue glanced at him and explained softly, "Just now, I came here to eat with meat porridge, but suddenly I heard the sound of swallowing saliva. The two girls said that they had not eaten for three days, and knelt on the ground and begged. I'm sorry, they want to wait on me to sleep!"

Li Ji felt pain in his heart for no reason. He looked at the figure behind the tent curtain, and said solemnly: "If you give, you must ask for something. I don't know what these two dolls are asking for? Do they want you to give me a bowl of rice? "

"A bowl of rice? Where is a bowl of rice..." Han Yue smiled miserably, suddenly picked up the wine jar, raised his head and poured it vigorously. Because the pouring was too fast, the wine splashed a lot from the corners of his mouth, causing him to cough for a while.

"The British public knows that they sleep with me, and they are not asking for a bowl of rice, but begging me not to wash the dishes after eating, they want to lick the bottom of the bowl, hahaha, you say it's ridiculous, they just want to lick Lick the bottom of the bowl, lick the bottom of the bowl."

Tears flowed again unconsciously, but Han Yue suddenly didn't know, he wiped the corners of his eyes fiercely, and said to Li Ji viciously: "British man, you said that these two women are not beautiful, they sleep with me, I can't eat them. suffer?"

Li Ji's heart twitched in pain, as if someone had tied a rope to his heart and was pulling hard. This Great Tang military god had no plans to kill anyone in his life. He thought his heart was already cold, but at this moment he realized that people's The heart is never cold.

He looked at the two women in the tent. They were slender and slender, and there was no female attraction in their bodies. However, for some reason, Li Ji blurted out: "These two dolls are very beautiful, the old man thinks this is a deal. You do not lose, not only do you not lose, but you make a lot of money..."

"Since it's not a loss, then I'll do it!" Han Yue suddenly threw the wine jar, got up and rushed directly into the tent.

Indistinctly, Han Yueyou's crying voice came from inside, and she choked up: "I'm going to trouble the British gentleman to bring a few bowls of rice, tonight is the wedding night of Ben Hou, and the two ladies need to have a good meal. Just do it."

Li Jizheng nodded his head and said loudly: "The wedding night is a big joy. The old man will go to serve the meal. By the way, I will call Shang Chengzhijie and others. Everyone will come over and ask for a drink..."

He turned and headed straight for the cauldron, staggering along the way.

The new marriage is just an excuse, and the gratifying wine is also an excuse. Li Ji can understand Han Yue's thoughts. He wants to marry not only these two women, but also the [-] women and children who care about the entire shepherd department.

The desolate Han family daughter, plundered to the north to be prostituted by others, I am swept by the army today, how can I let my sisters go to dust again?

"Two ladies, come and come, let's worship heaven and earth, get married..."

Han Yue's shouts sounded in the tent, which seemed to be drunk, but also not drunk. During the period, there were two girls crying loudly. Although the crying was mournful, there was clearly a great joy in the voice.

The sea of ​​suffering is endless, and finally someone came to cross. They were plundered from the North since childhood, and slaves suffered for many years. They finally got married this night.

Although there are no red candles and no suonas, what this Xianggong shouted was to worship the heavens and the earth to get married, which is a custom unique to the Han people in the Central Plains.The Turks will not do this, nor will the second-generation Han slaves. They will only brutally hold women under their bodies, and continue to play after playing with immortality...

"God bless, I finally escaped the bitter sea!" The two girls burst into tears, but they were extremely happy in their hearts.

There were hurried footsteps outside the tent, Li Ji was holding a big bowl in both hands, Lao Cheng was holding a big bowl in both hands, no matter Qin Qiong Chai Shao or Liu Hongji, everyone had a big bowl in their hands.

Li Fenghua, Liu Heishi, Yuchi and Jingde followed behind.

Li Ji said solemnly: "Marquis of Jingyang, the wedding has to be celebrated, can you let everyone in for a drink?"

"Everyone, please come in and be a witness by the way..."

Everyone let out a long sigh, and Li Fenghua hurriedly took a few steps forward to pick up the curtain, and respectfully invited all the princes to enter.

In the tent, Han Yue sat cross-legged, his eyes seemed to have no focus, but there was a flash of wisdom.

He looked at the princes and said word by word, "Tonight, this marquis wants to marry [-] women!"

From now on, I will be the man with the most wives in the whole world, and from now on, I will be the man with the heaviest shoulders in the whole world...

Chapter 357 Sister, you sleep with him

The so-called marriage is actually just an excuse for Han Yue.He will use this excuse to put pressure on himself, always be vigilant and encourage, not to forget the clothing and food of Han women.

The former little gangster, his state of mind is slowly changing. He suffered in the early years, and his idea is just to eat and drink enough.But now it is different, he is the Marquis of Datang...

When a person's ability gradually increases, he does not need to be forced by others, he himself wants to take the corresponding responsibility.

There is a famous saying in the world, saying: With great ability, comes great responsibility.This is not pretending to be seen by others, nor is it trying to invite fame, but it is really from the heart, and that is what we want to do.

For example, the little diaosi of later generations, although there is not much money in their pockets, but when encountering an old man who is really begging on the street, you will definitely pay a few dollars to help. This is kind-hearted.Of course, you will never give to a begging liar. Giving it is not called doing good deeds, it is called being deceived.

That night all the princes were drunk, Han Yue cried and laughed, and finally fell into a drowsy sleep.

The two girls were obediently beside Han Yue. They wanted to wait for Han Yue to sleep, but their siblings were a little helpless. They had not seen the Han family man for many years, and they were a little bit filthy.

The two women boiled hot water to wipe Han Yue's face, and put Han Yue's cold feet into their arms. Although they were shivering from the cold, the two women felt very happy.

Han women are tender, the most gentle, they are willing to warm his feet.

Around the middle of the night, the two women finally couldn't help dozing off from the cold, and even their teeth began to tremble.

Would love to sleep, but the tent is small.

There was only one blanket on the ground, but on the blanket lay the drunk Han Yue.

The older girl said softly, "Sister, the weather is too cold, you can sleep under the quilt, this husband is kind, he won't be angry."

The younger sister should be only thirteen or fourteen years old, and she said timidly: "Sister, you should sleep, I am afraid and dare not drill..."

The two of them hugged Han Yue's foot and used the heat in their chests to warm Han Yue. Sister's eyes fell on Han Yue's sleeping face and suddenly sighed: "Sister is no longer qualified, this is our Han family. The noble man, my body is already dirty, I can't insult him!"

She stretched out a hand to caress her sister's withered hair, and said softly, "But sister, you can, you are clean and qualified to sleep in the quilt."

The younger sister's face was slightly red, and she couldn't help but glance at Han Yue.

She looked very shy, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Sister, he looks so good-looking, with a good nose, good eyebrows, and good eyes!"

"That's natural!" My sister said proudly, and said softly: "He is a marquis, a very big official, bigger than the master in the county government office. Sister, do you remember the county government office? When I took you to the market before. went to see..."

The younger sister tilted her head to think for a while, then shook her head for a long time, bit her lip with her teeth and said, "I can't remember, I was very young at that time."

"Yeah, you're still very young!" The elder sister sighed softly, stroking her forehead with her palm, and recalled: "That is our county government in the Central Plains, the county official is an old man with a big nose, he likes drinking and also likes to drink. Cursing people, but treating ordinary people is really good, and often donating their own food to help everyone."

"Old man with a big nose? Isn't that ugly?" The younger sister smiled, a little innocent.

The elder sister also relaxed and said with a chuckle: "Yes, it looks ugly, it should be said to be ferocious. I heard that the county master used to be a general in the army and fought with the Turks all his life. It's a pity that good people don't live long. , When the Turks captured the Central Plains, he was killed by the second generation of Han slaves."

"Second-generation Han slaves are very bad!" The younger sister said suddenly, with a small face: "They bully you and beat me every day!"

My sister stayed for a while, and suddenly sighed: "Being beaten is actually a blessing. You haven't grown up, so you're just being beaten. My sister would rather be beaten..."

The words were sad, and tears suddenly came to my sister's eyes, and she whimpered, "Sister, I know you've been protecting me. Once when I was herding sheep, the second-generation Han slave in the tent next door suddenly rushed over to take my clothes off. You hugged his waist desperately, I couldn't run away at all."

She suddenly burst into tears, tears stained her face. "When I ran away, I looked back. That Hannu pressed you under him, and you kept screaming for pain..."

It was freezing cold in the north, and the night was getting colder and colder. The sisters cried and laughed for a while, recalling the past sufferings, and their bodies kept shivering.

Thinking of those experiences that were inferior to horses and horses, my body was cold, and my heart was even colder.