The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

Fang Jingyuan had a bitter expression on his face: "Second Grandpa, you don't know! Those people from the barren country have more backbone than each other. I secretly contacted several companies, and when I asked to buy poems, they told me to go away! Just these seventeen poems, or I relied on my relationship with Xun Xiang's youngest son, and asked him to help me fool me."

It was so!

Fang Yiru's teeth were itching with hatred. He never thought that these barbarians in the deserted country would be so united when it comes to the dignity of the country.

Just shoot pigeons.

Don't even sell poems?

It's really maddening!

Although there are only more than 40 songs left now, the reserves of the four countries have been almost squeezed, and the plight of the arrow pigeon is difficult to get out of it for a while under the circumstances of the inaction of the barren country.

Where should I find these forty poems?

He waved his hand weakly: "You continue to pay attention, if you have the opportunity to come into contact with wild poetry, you must not reveal your identity, even if it is a little expensive, you must get it for me!"

"Yes!"

Fang Jingyuan nodded solemnly.

"Okay! You go down!"

After driving Fang Jingyuan away, Fang Yiru sat tremblingly on the steps, looking at the sky helplessly.

forty...

The gap is too big!

Can you give me a genius who descended from the sky and wrote forty poems directly to fill in this hole in me!

Chapter 94: Warhorses of Zhen Guo Mansion are all sold daily ([-]rd watch)

Compared with the outside world, Zhen Guo Mansion has been extremely quiet these days.

night!

in the hall.

The old man paced back and forth, Zhao Hao and Lao Yang sat side by side on chairs, and the atmosphere was tense for a while.

Lao Yang was a little excited, and lowered his voice: "Master! It's the first time in my life that I entered the main room, and I was still sitting."

Zhao Hao pinched his teeth: "According to my experience, if the old man is standing and we are sitting, we should be kneeling after a while."

Lao Yang: "..."

Long time, long time.

The old man stopped in his tracks, and then heaved a long sigh.

He squinted at the two of them, his expression full of fear.

Zhao Hao was terrified for a long time, and finally said: "Grandpa! If you have anything to say, let's just say it. If you want to be beaten, you should be beaten, and if you want to be punished, you should be punished. Don't torture us coldly and violently."

Lao Yang was on the side, silent.

Zhao Ding gave him a hard look, his voice trembling: "If I'm not mistaken, my neighing horse should be pregnant."

Lao Yang: "..."

Zhao Hao: "..."

He finally knew why the old man called them over.

The ferocious beast war horse gave birth to a baby, and its combat power was crippled for at least three years, and it would not be able to recover its peak strength for life.

Fortunately, Wei Guo has temporarily died down, and there is still a Huolin horse at home, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Zhao Hao's face turned pale, and he showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "This time, are you hanging from a tree or hanging from a beam?"

Lao Yang also asked, "How many ribs were broken this time?"

Zhao Dingbian: "..."

He looked at these two people, he just wanted to hang them to the gate of the city, and smoke them hard for a day and a night.

But after hesitating for a while, he decided to forget it, so he waved his hand and said, "Forget it! For the sake of honoring the literary world of the deserted country, I will spare your life!"

Zhao Hao asked skillfully: "The death penalty is forgiven, what about the living penalty?"

Zhao Ding glared at him, he had hoped that Zhao Hao could refute a few words, so that he could find another chance to beat him up, but it turns out that this kid is so good, it's really hard to be cruel.

He shook his head: "I'll forgive you the crime of living! But you two, pay attention to me. Before the Sifeng Warhorse gives birth, don't take it to Fengwu Garden. It's not good for the pony! If you dare to mess around, you will beat your head burst."

Lao Yang: "..."

Zhao Hao: "..."

Zhao Dingbian waved his hand weakly: "Get out!"

"Hey! Good!"

"Old man, you have a good rest!"

The two looked at each other, then quickly slipped out of the main room.

Zhao Hao looked at Lao Yang, and said in a choked tone, "Damn you, how dare you pimp Huo Linmara these days?"

Lao Yang scratched his head and said helplessly, "I didn't want to! But last night I couldn't hold it anymore..."

Zhao Hao lived in Bengbu: "Now we have money! If you can't do it, you can go to Xiyu Majian to buy a few horses..."

Lao Yang said sullenly: "You are rich, but you didn't sue me!"

Zhao Hao: "..."

After hesitating for a long time, he still took out a gold bar from his pocket: "Here is a hundred gold, and I will use this to buy horses in the future. If it is not enough, I will ask for it. That's right! Don't buy first-class horses in the future, only second-class horses will do." , The money is enough for a month. Anyway, war horses are sold daily, and buying first-class horses is a waste.”

Lao Yang took the money happily, but still asked in doubt: "Master? What is a daily throw?"

This old Yang is really a coward!

Zhao Hao patiently explained: "It's just thrown once a day."

Lao Yang asked: "If you throw it once a day, shouldn't that be called a day throw?"

Zhao Hao: "Ah, this..."