The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

Huang Zeliang thought to himself, doesn't that kid like to seduce men, then I will fulfill him and find someone to satisfy him.

His younger brother Cheng Yuanzhang heard his thoughts, but he had some concerns: "Young Master Huang, he is the person the General likes. If the General finds out and blames him, how can that be?" No one in Shang knows, if he is offended, not to mention the relatives of the emperor, even the princes and grandchildren will not be easy to deal with. Thinking about how powerful the Second Highness of the dynasty is, don't you have to look at his face?

Huang Zeliang hesitated when he heard the words, but soon he "figured it out".

"If I don't say anything, you all keep your mouths shut. No one will know about this matter. Do you think that kid has the face to speak out by himself, even if he is really shameless? Shake it out, what do you think of General Wen's status, what kind of person does he need, and can he really care about that kid? Huh, it's just a joke. If the general knows that he is dirty, I'm afraid he won't even take a second look at him .”

Huang Zeliang prides himself on being a man of status, and he feels that he understands the minds of rich and powerful men—people like them, if they like one more person, it is just as a plaything or even a commodity. What sincerity, that is a joke!

When Cheng Yuanzhang heard his words, his worries were immediately dispelled.

After finalizing the idea, the next step is to implement the plan.

Huang Zeliang led a group of younger brothers to block Liu Mang in an empty corner. Liu Mang held his head tremblingly and begged for mercy, but he didn't want these people not only didn't teach him a lesson, but also said that there was a beautiful boy to give him, and asked him Do you want.

When Liu Mang heard this, his eyes were so bright that they could be used as a flashlight at night, and after being tempted by Huang Zeliang, he agreed at that time.

Then came the present scene.

After Liu Meng got an affirmative answer, he rubbed his hands and leaned towards Yin Wujiu with a wretched expression.

"Tsk tsk, what a lovely person!" He said, lifted the black, fat, rough, and hairy salty pig's paw, and touched Yin Wujiu's face.

Thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, who practiced daily and had a regular schedule, his face was flawless, delicate and soft, even better than a tender boiled egg that had been peeled off its shell. Liu Meng just touched it lightly, and he felt 12 points of ecstasy.

He was about to enjoy it again, Yin Wujiu slapped his hand away forcefully: "Get lost!"

When Liu Mang thought about how this kid would surrender to him later, he was very patient, and he was not annoyed when his hands were red and painful when he was slapped, and he even felt a kind of pleasure that went straight to his forehead: "The little beauty is quite tempered, but I like this kind of thing, work hard!"

Yin Wujiu knew that men can have relationships with men, and he got it from the soldiers mocking him overtly and secretly these days. He has always been smart, but now he is confronted with Liu Mang's scorching hot and obscene The stern look in the eyes and the unbearable obscenity, there is something in my heart that I don't understand.

The young man's eyes suddenly shot out a sharp cold light like a sword, and he said every word: "If you dare to touch me today, I will definitely tear you to pieces in the future." When he said this, he didn't look at Liu. Mang, but stared at Huang Zeliang and said.

There was only one person on the other side, and he still looked weak and let others fuck him, but for some reason, Huang Zeliang's spine felt a little chilled by his words.

It was as if one day, he would be torn into pieces by this person.

But when he came back to it, he suddenly felt that he was thinking too much. He sneered sinisterly, and said contemptuously: "If you want to deal with you, Mr. Huang, it depends on whether you can live to that day."

Yin Wujiu didn't continue to speak, because Liu Mang's hand touched his lapel and was about to poke inside.

The moment that rough and greasy hand touched his body, Yin Wujiu felt his brain explode with a bang.

He tried his best to push the opponent away, but found in despair that he was so weak that he couldn't even push the opponent's hand away.

The man tore off his clothes, took off his pants, and pressed on his body anxiously.

Yin Wujiu was like a fish that was thrown on the bank and exposed to the sun, with only one breath left.

And the Liu Mang on his body was like a leprous that salivated at him and spit out disgusting venom.

Not far behind, a group of people stood there with their arms folded, looking at him with indifferent, malicious, contemptuous or mocking eyes.

Seeing that the mouth with black and yellow teeth and foul smell was about to kiss his face, the young man didn't know where the strength came from, so he stretched out his hand and knocked the other person to the ground.

He moved back a few steps while supporting the cold ground with his hands, and pressed his back against the edge of the bed.

Liu Mang was stunned for a while, but quickly got up again and walked towards Yin Wujiu.

In this situation, Yin Wujiu didn't even have the strength to bite his tongue and kill himself.

A young man who cannot retreat is like a lamb staying in, like a shrimp in the mouth of a shark.

He was on the verge of despair.

Suddenly, Yin Wujiu's hand grasping the edge of the bed touched something through the thin cotton wool.

At the same time, Liu Mang rushed towards him with a halazi on his back.

Suddenly, a shrill scream pierced the sky, and everyone didn't even see what happened, they saw Liu Mang covering his lower three inches with his hands and curled up on the ground.

Huang Ze still had an expression on his face, and something fleshy was slapped on his face.

A look of dullness flashed across his face, and then he felt his face was wet, as if something rolled down the tip of his nose and cheeks into his mouth.

He subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked it, and the tip of his tongue felt a smell of blood and heather.

"Young Master Huang, you, you..." Cheng Yuanzhang looked at his movements, and suddenly showed a complicated face, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.

Huang Zeliang frowned, and said in an impatient tone, "If you fucking fart, let it go!"

Cheng Yuanzhang still couldn't say it, and finally raised his finger and pointed to the ground.

Huang Zeliang subconsciously looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a wrinkled, blackened mass of flesh.

Even a man can understand what it is, but because it fell into a puddle of blood on the ground, Huang Zeliang still reacted in a daze for a while.

At this moment, Cheng Yuanzhang found a handkerchief from nowhere and told him to wipe his face.

This behavior seemed to tell him that this thing hit you in the face just now.

In an instant, Huang Zeliang realized the "seriousness, seriousness, and nature" of the problem!

——The thing that flew onto his face just now was that lump of meat, and he seemed... seemed to have licked it.

After Huang Gongzi's face was dull for a few seconds, he bowed his body and vomited wildly. After eating at noon, all the food that had been consumed by gastric juice was vomited on the ground. In the small room, the smell was so unpleasant that People suffocate.

The group of people who followed him couldn't help covering their mouths and noses and looking away.

When he finished vomiting and recovered a little, his first thought was to vent to Yin Wujiu.

He wanted to kill this kid, he wanted to stuff that lump of stuff into that kid's mouth, and watch him eat it with his own eyes.

Thinking of this, he looked in the direction of the bed with viciousness and resentment on his face.

But in the next second, the sinister expression on his face also froze.

"What about people—" Huang Zeliang roared uncontrollably.

There was silence in the house.

Just now all their attention was on Liu Meng, who had lost his lifeblood on the ground, and Huang Zeliang, who had been slapped in the face by Liu Meng's ugly lifeblood, and they didn't notice Yin Wujiu's disappearance at all.

Huang Zeliang looked at Cheng Yuanzhang angrily.

Cheng Yuanzhang shuddered, and then shifted the flames of war to his younger brothers: "Mr. Huang is asking you something, are you all dumb?"

One person said in a low voice, "Y-should have run out while we weren't paying attention."

Huang Zeliang said: "Then why are you still standing there in a daze, hurry up and catch him back for me!"

Yin Wujiu knew from the very beginning that there were still people squatting outside the house, so he walked through the window. Although he cut his hand with a sword and made himself a little more conscious, it didn't take long for his consciousness to start up again. Blurred, and at this time, he didn't even run out of the sight of those people.

Just as he was staggering forward with his sword in his hands, hurried footsteps and voices telling him to stop came from behind, Yin Wujiu didn't need to think about it, it was those people who were chasing after him.

He didn't even dare to look back, he just held his sword and gritted his teeth and walked forward.

Suddenly, his heavy head hit something.

Yin Wujiu covered his aching forehead and shook his head, a section of black clothes appeared in his sight, and then brocade boots with black and silver stripes, he realized that he had bumped into someone.

He subconsciously grasped the other person's clothes tightly, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Help me, please!"

The words of pleading went out for a while, but there was no response.

Yin Wujiu felt that he was about to be unable to hold on anymore, but he didn't dare to faint, because he knew what would be waiting for him once he fell into the hands of these people.

He wanted to see who the person he bumped into was, but the moment he raised his head, his heart sank.

It's him, Wen Chongzhou!

Yin Wujiu let go of his hand, he staggered back a few steps, trying to escape from this place, but just as he stepped out, his body couldn't hold on anymore.

Before he slipped and fell to the ground, Wen Jue caught him, pulled off the cloak with his other hand, wrapped it around his body, and let him lie in his arms.

Then Wen Jue raised his eyes and looked at the group of people not far away.

There, Huang Zeliang and others also found him, standing stiffly in place at this time, neither advancing nor retreating.

The expressions on their faces were a little uneasy and helpless, obviously showing a guilty conscience.

Wen Jue glanced at them coldly and said, "What are you doing?"

The hoarse and cold words, the invisible but suffocating coercion, made these fledgling dude's legs weak and trembling in an instant, and they knelt on the ground with their knees bent.

"The general is asking you something."

Huang Zeliang's brain was working hard, but in the cold season of early winter, large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

After a long time, he stammered and replied: "Qi, Qi general, this kid hurt someone, we are planning to arrest him and hand him over."

Wen Jue said: "Why did he hurt people, and where are the people who were hurt?"

Huang Zeliang was overjoyed when he heard the words, thinking that the general believed his words, so he immediately pointed to the room not far behind him: "It's right there, the man was injured too badly, and he has passed out now, Cao Min Then I took the general..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Jue had already interrupted him.

"Feiyuan, go over and have a look, and bring them to me," Wen Jue said, and glanced at Huang Zeliang and the others lightly, "Bring them there too."

After saying that, he leaned slightly, picked up the comatose teenager, turned around and strode away.

Everyone looked at his tall and indifferent back, and suddenly collapsed.

"General, what do you mean by this?" Someone asked anxiously, hearing the tone, it seemed that he was about to cry.

It's true that they wanted to curry favor with Huang Zeliang's uncle, but they didn't intend to offend General Wen, the God of Killing!

Cheng Yuanzhang lightly poked Huang Zeliang: "Mr. Huang, the general seems to care about that kid very much. He told us to go over now, it can't be..." The rest of the words were not spoken, but everyone understood.

If the general really cared about this boy surnamed Yin, with his temperament, it would be possible to cut them off on the spot.

All of a sudden, everyone involved in this incident was in danger.

Huang Zeliang saw the ugly faces of all of them, and he was a little confused, but he still said: "What are you afraid of, it's just a pretty little bastard, the general can really kill us because of him, if the general asks , let’s just say that we saw him and that Liu Mang doing meddling things, the general is a person of status, and he will definitely not deal with us because of him, after all, this matter has become big, and it is his face that will be lost.”

Because Fei Yuan hadn't come over yet, there was a distance between them, so when Huang Zeliang said this, he just lowered his voice slightly.

Little did she know that Feiyuan's five senses were beyond ordinary people's, so she immediately heard his words clearly.

The author has something to say: mixed with dirty things

After reading this, little fairies, change your eyes to those who haven't read this chapter qwq...