[Bao Qingtian] Why is peace?

And when it comes to Pang Yuzhui who was looking around aimlessly behind Shi Jiao's group, suddenly his eyes fixed on a certain direction as if he had a tacit understanding.

He stared at it for a while, and when he was wondering why there was nothing there, he heard a low laugh behind him.

Pang Yu turned around quickly and bumped into the man's arms unexpectedly.

"It's so dirty, covered in mud." The other party was very disgusted, but he never let go, "How long has it been since you took a shower?"

"...Ten days and half a month." Pang Yu intentionally teased him, purposely prolonging the time, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, waiting for his reaction.

Bai Yutang frowned as expected, as if he was thinking about some serious issue, and finally made up his mind: "Even so, it's better to find someone to help you scrub. I can't trust others, so Fifth Master should do it himself."

"Don't talk like you've lost a lot of money, okay?" Pang Yu stared angrily, and if he wanted to have a bath together, he just said it, and he insisted on finding such high-sounding excuses.

"Working hard and getting no wages, the master is always angry and glaring at me." Bai Yutang blinked innocently, "Isn't that a big loss?"

Pang Yu burst out laughing, and there was nothing he could do about it: "Okay, okay, it's your loss, I took advantage of you, okay?"

"Success." Bai Yutang smiled, and wiped the mud spots on Pang Yu's cheeks with his thumb, his eyes were gentle.

Pang Yu quickly pressed his hand: "Don't move around, I really haven't washed and washed for a few days, be careful to stain your white clothes."

Bai Yutang didn't mind: "It doesn't matter if it gets dirty, you are much more important than clothes." Seeing Pang Yu staring at him blankly, as if the answer was unexpected, he said, "If clothes can think, they can I should feel that it is a pleasure to get dirty for you, and it depends on the owner, I think so, and they should think so too."

"...What nonsense." Pang Yu muttered, but the smile on his lips never faded.

Bai Yutang's gaze softened a bit, and he whispered: "The room and hot water are prepared for you, let's go wash up first."

"The Dynasty Mahan..."

"There's still Shi Jiao here, so it's not like the village won't be able to turn around without you." Bai Yutang said disapprovingly.

"Okay!" Pang Yu stretched his waist. It was really uncomfortable to be dirty and sticky. Since Bai Yutang said so, he listened to the other party. He is eclectic in small things, but never confused in big things.

The room Bai Yutang arranged for Pang Yu was in a well-lit location in the stockade. This was originally the house Zhang Hua had snatched for him from "Mrs. Yazhai". Shaoxiang concubine bamboo.

"Wow... there is such a place?" Pang Yu sighed.

He didn't stay in the village for a long time, and he took a quick glance before going down the mountain. He only felt that the houses here are very rough. It is also because these villages must be kept secret, and the craftsmen cannot be brought up the mountain. They are all built by the young and strong recruited. As a result, the workmanship must be rough, so the houses for the chief and the storeroom are built stronger, and the rest are only up to the standard of living.

So in such a big environment, the existence of this house is particularly outstanding.

To use an inappropriate analogy, it’s like when the emperor was drafting, all the women of the right age who entered the country were born crooked and unsightly, and suddenly there appeared a relatively handsome woman, even if she was only six or seven cents. At this time, the beautiful woman is also set off to show her [-] points of beauty.

"Where is the original owner of this house?" Pang Yugang took a step forward, and suddenly remembered what Bai Yutang had said just now, this is Mrs. Zhang Hua's residence, so it wouldn't be a good idea for them to rush in?

"That lady moved away a long time ago." Bai Yutang said calmly, "She was snatched back by Zhang Hua, and she was not willing at all. She had a lot of resentment towards Zhang Hua. Once Zhang Hua died, she invited herself to work in the kitchen as a Just like Shi Jiao, she also wants to contribute to the siege."

"From Mrs. Yazhai to cook, the difference is too big..." Pang Yu hesitated.

Bai Yutang suddenly smiled: "Zi is not a fish, how do you know the joy of fish?"

"That's true." Pang Yu sighed, whether it was the cook lady or Shi Jiao, there are so many women with similar fates. They may be considered lucky, but more women have died because of their beauty. , Buried in the cold Shumei Pavilion.

I heard that the King of Xiangyang is very beautiful, but he is extremely cruel to women, and he is slightly inattentive in his service.

Master Hu once told him that the daughter of a family in their back street was robbed and taken to Shumei Pavilion. The girl tried her best to escape and finally met her relatives. She became thin and bony, with scars all over her body, and her once beautiful face was sunken, leaving only abrupt cheekbones, and her eyes were also dimmed, no longer innocent and bright as before.

Later, the girl's escape was discovered by King Xiangyang's subordinates, and her family was also implicated. A dozen members of the family were all buried in the sea of ​​flames.

When Mr. Hu heard about it, it was too late, and it was too late to save people. He could only watch the fire burn more and more, and silently buried the family's burned body beyond recognition.

Seeing that Pang Yu's expression was not right, Bai Yutang didn't say anything, but secretly held the little crab's hand and led him inside.

They walked into the back room, and there was a huge wooden barrel in front of them, with steam on it.

"Try it first, the water temperature should be just right," Bai Yutang said.

Pang Yu woke up like a dream, stretched out his hand and tried it, then turned around and said with a smile: "It's really just right."

"Hurry up and wash in, it will be cold when you get in the water." Bai Yutang helped him untie the hair rope and loosen his hair.

Pang Yu didn't care about the embarrassment, took a deep breath of the steamy air, and suddenly felt comfortable physically and mentally, so he untied his clothes on the spot and stepped into the wooden barrel.

Bai Yutang rolled up his sleeves, took a piece of soap and dipped it into the water, and rubbed Pang Yu's back, which surprised Pang Yu: "You...you really want to rub my back?"

"When did I break my promise?" Bai Yutang asked slightly dissatisfied.

"..." Pang Yu shrank his shoulders uncomfortably, and was held down by Bai Yutang again, preventing him from moving.

"Don't move around, I can't wipe it off." Bai Yutang said helplessly.

"I...I'll try my best." Pang Yu's heart was almost in his throat, and he felt that the hand seemed to have the power of a secret magic. Wherever it touched, the skin there became extremely hot.

Coupled with the steaming heat, Pang Yu's entire face turned red.

"No... wait! Where did you touch!" When that hand touched an unspeakable position, Pang Yu fell back with a crash, splashing a cluster of water.He opened his eyes wide: "That, that, I can do it myself!"

Bai Yutang was particularly puzzled: "As for what, is there anything else on your body that I haven't seen?"

"That's not going to work!" Pang Yu was not worried about the other party, but himself, for fear that one of them would be uncontrollable and frivolous to the other party. "We agreed, you wash the ones from the waist up, and I wash the ones below the waist."

Bai Yutang laughed, "Can you still divide like this?"

But he didn't say anything, since he had already made up his mind to have a long life, it doesn't matter whether he eats tofu or not.

Only then did Pang Yu feel relieved to hand over his back to him, lay down beside the bucket, and idly talked about what happened after he and Shi Jiao went down the mountain.

When talking about how they captured Deng Che and the other three in the ruined temple on a rainy night, Pang Yu's tone was a little smug: "Fortunately, I was smart enough to put the medicine in the pickles, but they didn't even notice!"

Bai Yutang pinched his face, his wet fingers were scorching hot: "Haven't you ever thought that such a dose of Mongolian sweat medicine would not be able to taste it?"

"Ah?" Pang Yu was dumbfounded, "But...but they still ate..."

Bai Yutang sighed: "I'm afraid that what you took by chance was the Mongolian sweat medicine that I made for you later on alone. The medicine prepared by Mr. Hu, the effect is not so good."

Pang Yu's face turned red, and he was a little scared: "It's okay, it's okay..."

"Also, if Shi Jiao hadn't given them sweat medicine a few times in the middle, no matter how good my medicine is, they would have woken up halfway." Bai Yutang shook his head and said, "For this, you really have to thank Miss Shi .”

Pang Yu was a little frustrated: "Could it be that I can't do anything by myself?"

"You've done a good job." Bai Yutang leaned over and kissed him on the lips, "And you don't need to face everything alone, some omissions are understandable, not to mention that it's only in this way that you appear My importance!"

Pang Yu also laughed: "Well, Lord Ben will point at you to clean up the mess for me."

"That's natural." Bai Yutang's eyes were full of doting, no matter how big a disaster his wife caused, he would take care of it for him.