The Little Tailor and the Great Warlord

44.

Turning over suddenly, the little warlord realized that he was not lying on the big carved bed he just bought.

One turned over too hard, pulled his pants, and he fell straight off the bed.

Of course, he didn't care about other things at this time, he hurriedly pulled up the pants that had been stripped to his ankles, and the little warlord ran straight to the door.

The door of the hut was a patio, and he didn't talk nonsense, he just got up with a bucket of water and stretched his head over it.

When he saw the young man in the reflection in the water, his face was like powder, his lips were painted red, and his eyebrows were like a crescent moon, the little tailor was instantly stunned! (⊙⊙)

45.

Since he was a child, the little warlord loved to listen to storytelling by the old people in the township. He didn't mention "Water Margin" and "Fengshen Bang", especially the part of the Three Kingdoms, which was his favorite.

After listening to it over and over a hundred times and not saying anything, he went down the mountain to buy a stack of books after he became the king of the cottage and had spare money.

The ones in ancient Chinese, the vernacular, and even the album version are all Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

The little warlord was illiterate, but that didn't hinder his love for "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" at all. The stack of books is still hidden in his cottage, thinking that when things in the city stabilize, he will hurry to move the books over.

46.

There are many characters in the Three Kingdoms, and each of them is a character of unrivaled style. Just pulling one out is enough to shock one side.

But if you want to talk about it, among all the characters, the little warlord likes Second Brother Guan the most. There is no other meaning, the little warlord just likes his loyalty.

With a wave of Guan Dao and a call of arms, how many heroes follow him desperately, and they are willing to look forward to him.

So in his own heart, the little warlord worships second brother Guan as an idol.

47.

Just as some girls and boys worship the "Four Heavenly Kings" decades later, they have to wear the same clothes and have the same hairstyle as them, and the little warlords also want to get close to their idols.

But now he can no longer wear long gowns and green clothes and carry a big sword, so he can only lean his face on the idol.

It's just that he didn't know if it was because the gods didn't give face, he deliberately went to the sun to make his face red, but he retreated after only one day of sun exposure.

It wasn't that he was delayed by other things, it was just because his skin somehow looked like a girl's stingy.

At that time, he specially put a crescent moon on his forehead, thinking that he would get a bag of blue sky by the way, but he didn't expect that after a day in the sun, his face didn't get red, but a layer of skin directly peeled off.

The little warlord who could not be transformed into disfigured by plastic surgery could only abandon this path in the end, and turned to other considerations.

48.

With this thought, he put his mind on the beard.

After he went to the stockade, he deliberately didn't shave his beard. He just wanted to be a handsome bearded man, like the second brother Guan.

But he didn't expect the reality to be so cruel. He was just drunk, and when he woke up, the world changed.

After three years, the well-maintained beard is like this, gone...

The little warlord raised his head and looked at the little tailor who was slowly walking towards him with a kettle in his hands and still had an inexplicable smile on his lips. His mouth suddenly flattened, and he cried out aggrieved.

"My beard.../(ㄒoㄒ)/~~"

49.

The little tailor couldn't help laughing seeing the little warlord in grief, as if he had lost his direction in life.

"Sober up?"

The little warlord looked at the little tailor's frowning eyes and felt extremely resentful, but he thought that the other party would be his brother-in-law in the future, so he couldn't open his mouth to scold him like he was reprimanding everyone under him.

With nowhere to vent his anger, he simply sat down, hugged his head and began to miss his thick beard.

Life, why is it so hard... (┬_┬)

50.

The little tailor tilted his head and looked, seeing that the little warlord didn't look like he was going to trouble him, so he simply put the water bottle in his hand on the ground and squatted down, besides the little warlord, half a distance away. body far away.

"Angry?" The little tailor blinked, and bumped the little warlord with his shoulder.After getting along these days, the two of them are no longer as close as they were when they first met.

"Hmph!" The little warlord ignored him and continued to mourn his lost ideals in life.

"You're a big man, don't be so stingy. Why don't you just shave your beard... You were so unshaven before, what's so good about it?" After looking carefully, the little tailor said sincerely: "Look, now How wonderful, looking energetic and heroic."

51.

The little warlord didn't listen to other words, but he memorized the idiom "Heroic and extraordinary".

Turning half of his face out of his palm, he frowned, and asked nervously, "It's better like this...?"

"Well, of course." The little tailor smiled and said, "Not to mention your spirit, you look clean, your beard... tsk tsk, I don't know your aesthetics, it looks ten years older. "

The little warlord is not angry either, anyone who treasured something for three years will get angry if someone randomly "discards" it.

But looking at the rare little tailor who was smiling at him at this time, all the anger in his stomach disappeared.Glancing at the little tailor out of the corner of his eye, the little warlord muttered, "I'm just imitating second brother Guan to stroke his beard and be domineering and mighty."

"Pfft..." The little tailor couldn't hold back this time, and burst into laughter.And while laughing, he patted the little warlord on the shoulder and said, "Trust me...that beard really doesn't suit you, it's fine as it is now...really."

52.

The little tailor didn't lie. The little warlord who shaved off his beard was handsome and bright. He couldn't see it when he was unshaven. The leading actor is even more handsome.

Of course, he didn't dare to say those words to the little warlord, and he couldn't help but praise: "Really, it's really like this now, it's really good!"

If you tell a lie three times, people will doubt it, let alone the little tailor who said it so sincerely.After hesitating for a long time, the little warlord finally accepted the reality under the hypnotic persuasion of the little tailor.

53.

But the matter of the beard is over, other things are...

After the little warlord washed his face and stopped complaining, the little tailor began to calculate the ledger.

Standing in the corner with a half-smile, he took out the clothes that the little warlord took off yesterday, and then the little tailor asked: "I don't want to talk about anything else, so let's talk about this matter? You were drunk last night. Just come to me and drink like crazy, and keep rolling and screaming, what do you mean?"

54.

The little tailor's voice had always been soft, and he didn't let out a single breath, and when he was forced to swear, he would at most swear, and then he didn't say anything else.

But at this time, neither the eyes nor the expression seemed to be resolved properly.

The little warlord looked at the clothes in his hands, and thought for a long time before he slapped his head, remembering what happened last night.

"Ah, what, I last night..." The following words were swallowed by the little warlord, for no other reason, just because he happened to see a piece of cloth on the uncovered part of the tailor's neckline just now. A purple-tinged red, especially striking on fair skin.

With his mouth half-opened in shock, the little warlord suddenly remembered that he seemed to be holding something last night... took a bite, right? Σ(°△°|||) 55.

The little tailor looked at the man who was staring blankly at him with a half-smile, his eyes narrowed: "Can't remember?"

"No, no..." The little warlord suddenly stuttered.

Swallowing in embarrassment, the tip of his tongue licked on the palate, as if he was reminiscing the taste of that mouthful last night.

Forcing himself to look away, the little warlord smiled flatteringly, and continued after typing for half a minute: "Well, the thing is like this. I had something to do last night, and I drank with those gangsters. I didn't expect that. The group smashed and poured me wine. I didn't get caught for a while, and I got drunk... The group of bastards under him were also incompetent people, and they slipped away without sending me home. You know, too drunk People are so weird, I don't know why I came to you in a daze..."

The little warlord spoke convincingly, without the slightest psychological burden, he got drunk last night and went crazy with alcohol, making a fuss about not wanting to be accompanied, and throwing the blame for his brother-in-law to someone else.

56.

The little tailor frowned, as if he was considering the authenticity of his words, but when his eyes fell on the other party's messy hair and frowning eyebrows, he unconsciously looked back.

After cursing secretly, the little tailor responded: "Well, you didn't mean it. But..."

Before he finished speaking, the little warlord who had just breathed a sigh of relief held back his breath, widened his eyes and carefully forgot about the past.

"But, who is Qing Niang?" The little tailor continued after a pause: "Didn't you say that you want to marry my sister as your wife and spoil her and love her for the rest of your life? Where did a Qing Niang appear at this time?"

57.

my mother...

Now the little warlord knows what it means to speak out, but this time he won't be fooled so easily.

He looked up at the little tailor's blushing face, half lowered his head, and said cautiously as if admitting his mistake: "Young lady...that's the young lady in the 'Mingcui Tower'."

The little tailor doesn't understand Fengyue, but he is a man after all, and he knows it in some places.

Who else is the young lady in Mingcui Building except the oiran who has fascinated all the men in the city?

"Are you fucking going to whore?" (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻The little tailor was furious, grabbed the military uniform that still smelled of rouge, and turned towards the handsome face of the little warlord Lost it.

58.

"I didn't..." The little warlord didn't dare to hide, so he could only catch the things thrown by the little tailor, such as washbasins and kettles. Seeing that the other party was about to go up to the front shop and use scissors to commit murder, he rushed to it Stepped forward and hugged him.

Not daring to use too much force for fear of hurting the person in his arms, the little warlord suffered aggrievedly from the little tailor's iron teeth before he gasped and explained: "I didn't, I didn't go whoring, it's all That group of old smashers tricked me into going there! I’ve been thinking about you these days, so I’m going to visit that prostitute!”

The author has something to say:

Children who see Wenbawang not leaving a message are not good children, be careful, I will abuse them for you!snort!