The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

Lao Yang replied, "Dead."

Zhao Hao: "..."

It's so big, it can't bear it?

He couldn't help looking at Huolinma, his teeth ached for a while.

Originally, in his heart, he already had a vague way to make friends with it, because the four irons of human beings seemed to be applicable to ferocious beasts as well.

We went through the window together, we shared the dirt together, we carried guns together, we...

Riding a horse.

Just looking at it now, the cost of making friends seems a bit high. Once socializing, a first-class horse will die. Even if you are the grandson of Zhen Guogong, you can't make it like this!

Zhao Hao rubbed his cheeks: "The people from the Imperial Horse Supervisor didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"

"No problem."

Lao Yang shook his head: "They just want to kill me."

As he spoke, he lifted up his clothes, and saw two white marks on his belly, which were obviously cut out with a knife, but his skin was not even cut.

Zhao Hao frowned: "This is about to kill!"

Lao Yang explained: "They thought I was an assassin."

Zhao Hao asked: "You didn't explain your identity?"

Lao Yang nodded: "I explained."

Zhao Hao couldn't help being a little proud: "Is it easy to mention the name of the young master? Has their attitude changed 180 degrees?"

Lao Yang nodded approvingly: "It's easy, they let me go!"

Zhao Hao: "..."

Lao Yang added: "There is still money to lose!"

Zhao Hao: "..."

After a long time, Zhao Hao sighed.

Other people's money doesn't need to be paid, but the emperor's money must be paid. This little old man can be magnanimous in other things, but he can't pick up money when it comes to money, because the biggest characteristic of a barren country is poverty.

It doesn't matter how your own money is made, but the Yumajian is supported by the treasury!

A first-class horse is not cheap!

Zhao Hao shook his head, then patted Lao Yang on the shoulder: "Take care of it, its value has increased by another fifty gold."

Lao Yang nodded: "Good!"

After speaking, he prepared the forage on his own.

Huolin horse, a prodigal, never eats the forage that ordinary horses like to eat, but prefers medicinal materials such as yacon, cistanche, yam and epimedium.

Nima...

If you eat these things, if you are not irritable, who will be irritable?

The average daily food was close to one gold, which brought great pressure on Zhao Hao's economy, and made him write poems twice as often when visiting brothels during this period of time, otherwise he would be really embarrassed not to give money.

No!

I have to find a way to make some money when I have time.

Zhao Hao rubbed his temples, then walked towards the inner courtyard, just as he entered the gate of the inner courtyard, he saw a figure descending from the sky.

As light as a spirit rabbit, he was dressed in maroon red clothes and held a long sword in his arms.

The facial features are exquisite and delicate, but they seem to be naturally expressionless.

Zhao Hao said with a stern face: "Luoshui! You are my personal maid, close to you! Do you understand?"

The girl in front of him is one of his two personal maids. She entered the Zhen Guo Mansion when she was ten years old. It is said that she is the bodyguard arranged by the old man.

However, seven years have passed, and Zhao Hao has never seen her make a move.

Even this girl rarely stayed by her side when she went out, but hid in various inconspicuous corners, observing secretly.

Luo Shui didn't speak, but cast a look of caring for the mentally handicapped, then cupped his hands and walked into his wing.

Don't talk, pretend to be a master!

Zhao Hao complained in his heart, he was really displeased with Luoshui's behavior at first, but he got used to it after five years.

After all, he couldn't be angry with this kind of loli heroine with autistic temperament.

"Master, you are back!"

A gentle voice rang in his ears, and Zhao Hao couldn't help showing a smile.

He has two personal maids in total, but their personalities are two extremes. Except for the beautiful appearance, everything that Luoshui doesn't have, they are doubled to find from Hongling.

There are spring peaches in the smiling spring, emerald buns in the clouds, cherry blossoms on the lips, and fragrant pomegranate teeth. These words are perfect to describe Hongling.

Looking to the left, she really saw the graceful Hong Ling looking at her gently with her eyes, just like the appearance when she was trying to find love at the beginning of the year.

Hong Ling walked over slowly, and lightly arranged his clothes: "Young master, why are you back so late today?"

"Forget it!"

"Today, my lord, I was put together!"

Back at Fengwu Courtyard, Zhao Hao was obviously much more at ease. While complaining, he went back to the wing room and nestled on the recliner, and told about what happened today, making fun of Ning Wanli.

"Your son, it's the first time I've been tricked by a woman when I grow up so old."

"Grandma is a leg, don't be caught by me in the future, or I will let her know what cruelty is."

While making tea, Hongling listened quietly, with a gentle smile on her face.

Usually she seldom leaves Fengwu Courtyard, and the greatest pleasure every day is listening to Zhao Hao talk about what happened outside, even though Zhao Hao complains more.

Complaining and complaining, Zhao Hao suddenly turned his head: "Hongling, how much money is left in my account?"

Hongling also frowned beautifully: "There are only 54 gold left."