The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

What kind of mess is this?

How is it different from a running account?

However, everyone still held back their impatience and said calmly: "Can you stop farting? Give me a letter, is this a love poem for Princess Leyang? Don't be afraid, just open up and say it wrong, brothers I won't blame you either!"

"Correct!"

"I won't blame you!"

"Hurry up! I kneel down for you!"

Seeing that everyone believed in him so much, the scholar suddenly felt warm in his heart, and his voice was much more favorable: "If you take it out alone, Xiaosheng doesn't think it's a love poem. But Zhao Hao is naturally romantic, so naturally he won't write poems for no reason. The artistic conception of the que is beautiful, and there are witnesses who testify that Princess Leyang was indeed wearing a light green skirt and a pink skirt..."

At this time, another female voice echoed: "Yes! Yes! I can testify that there seemed to be someone passing the speech for Zhao Hao at that time, and was scolded by Princess Leyang, and he never left the palace since that day."

Suddenly, the casino was boiling.

"Then what are you talking about? It's definitely Princess Leyang!"

"Those courtesans begging grandpa to sue grandma may not get a poem. Princess Leyang was just boating in the lake, and Zhao Hao happened to see it. This dude rushed to compose a poem as a gift! This is not a picture of Princess Leyang's body. What is it?"

"I testify! The husband of my uncle's neighbor's wife is a silk merchant. I was lucky enough to meet Princess Leyang once. I heard that she is even more beautiful than a fairy!"

"Then what are you waiting for? Bet!"

"Bet!"

"Just bet on the green, fat, red and thin!"

For a while, the atmosphere in the casino reached a climax.

Seeing how enthusiastic the crowd was, the scholar felt more and more that his reasoning made sense, so he took out a few coins from his pocket and went to line up to bet.

On the second floor, Zhou Jiufeng also became excited, and immediately took out his only gold left to go downstairs.

Meng Longtang grabbed him: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Jiufeng's eyes were red: "What a mother! You don't want the money you picked up for nothing?"

The corners of Meng Longtang's eyes twitched, and he slapped him on the head: "You are so stupid! I can understand that scholar making others foolish, and I can understand making myself foolish, but you're so fucking stupid! Silly?"

Zhou Jiufeng refused to accept it: "What he said is so reasonable, how could he be deceiving people? Brother Ritian, when did you write lyrics for nothing?"

Meng Longtang hated iron but said: "Is it for Princess Leyang? If you just ask him, it's over? You've been with Brother Ritian for so long, have you become his netizen?"

He also didn't know what "netizen" meant. This word was used by Zhao Hao to mock the third prince's "online dating".

But even though he didn't know the specific meaning, Meng Longtang also knew that it probably referred to the relationship between Zhao Hao's pretended sister-in-law and the third prince, which was unreliable anyway.

Zhou Jiufeng slapped his forehead immediately after hearing his explanation: "Yes! Look at my brain!"

"Walk?"

"Go! Go to Zhen Guo Mansion!"

……

Town government.

Two people arrived and could only wait in the lobby.

Because on weekdays when Zhao Hao is free, he usually stays in Fengwu Courtyard.

No one can enter this Fengwu Courtyard except the Zhao family. Of course, the old man and Zhao Dingbian and his wife have never thought of entering, so it is Zhao Hao's absolute territory. If you want to find him, you can only wait for the servant girl to inform you.

After a full quarter of an hour, Zhao Hao walked over slowly.

Meng Longtang took a look at him, and found that his body was covered with soil and flowers and leaves, he couldn't help but wondered: "Master Hao! Did you trim the flowers yourself today?"

Zhao Hao rolled his eyes at him and didn't explain. He just said impatiently: "Fart off! What else do you want me to do?"

These two people are usually called Brother Ritian, and they only call "Master Hao" so flatteringly when they have something to ask of themselves.

Meng Longtang wasn't embarrassed either, so he told the story of the casino all over again, and finally asked, "You really wrote this queer word to Princess Leyang?"

"Uh……"

Zhao Hao thought for a long time before he remembered that the "green, fat, red and thin" matter seemed to have been going on for a while.

He shook his head and said: "Nothing! I have met Princess Leyang, although she is not ugly, she is only at the level of Tianxiang Pavilion Suiyu!"

Meng Longtang said eagerly: "Master Hao! Don't scare me! When did you ever write lyrics for no reason..."

Zhao Hao spread out his hands: "The key is that the feeling and the scene are so suitable, so I just chanted it!"

Meng Longtang still didn't believe it: "Last night, it was raining and windy?"

Zhao Hao: "That night the wind cooled down, it was really rainy and windy!"

Meng Longtang: "Deep sleep won't make up the residual alcohol?"

Zhao Hao: "Nonsense! After drinking the flower wine, won't it be uncomfortable to wake up the next day?"

Meng Longtang seemed to be convinced, nodded and said, "It's really uncomfortable..."

Zhou Jiufeng raised his hand: "I don't feel bad!"

Zhao Hao and Meng Longtang looked at each other, and Qi Qi stretched out their thumbs:

"Then you are awesome!"

Chapter 23: Who wouldn't want to marry such a man?

Seeing Zhao Hao's sincere expression, Meng Longtang already believed that it was almost done.

Zhou Jiufeng was a little bored, looked at Zhao Hao and asked, "Brother Ritian! How do I feel, you are trying to chase Princess Leyang by writing lyrics, so you explain it like this, to save yourself!"

Zhao Hao spat, and immediately stood up: "If you don't believe me, I got it! Get lost, bet whoever you like!"

Meng Longtang was in a hurry, so he stood up and stopped him: "Master Hao! Don't tell me! This kid's head was stepped on by a horse's hoof when he was young. It's not like you don't know it. Don't be as knowledgeable as him!"

Zhao Hao glanced at Zhou Jiufeng's wise eyes, could only sigh, and sat back down again.

He patted Zhou Jiufeng on the shoulder, and asked unrepentantly: "What doubts do you have, let's ask together!"

After all, who has the same knowledge as someone with advanced brain cancer?

Zhou Jiufeng asked seriously: "Try the man with the curtain, but do you think Haitang is still the same?"