"Aye—" the little girl confirmed Tan Zhao's identity, and immediately threw herself into his father's arms, "Woooooo, Yao'er knew that Aye would definitely come!"

The little girl was delicate and soft, her voice was full of sweetness, Tan's heart immediately softened like an old father, he glared at He Bo who was peeking, and reached out to pat the little girl's hair , but the starting point is a group of rough-made gold hairpins, the fire in my heart suddenly flared up again.

Hi, super angry.

After finally comforting the little girl, Tan Zhao stretched out his hand and gently removed the heavy gold hairpin for someone, then turned to look at He Bo. Bravely did not back down.

Tan Zhao spoke, full of delusion: "Do you want to call back?"

He Bo wanted to cry but had no tears. It was really hard to be a little god these days, but for the sake of his future wife, he must face the difficulties of his old father-in-law.

So he said, "Can the little god do it?"

"Heh!" Don't doubt it, this is sarcasm.

The little girl was tired from crying, and hadn't had water for a long time, so she soon fell asleep again. Tan Zhao took He Bo to find a place to stay, and it happened that these useless golden hairpins could be used as accommodation expenses.

"Yue...hero, the Crystal Palace of the Little God is really nice." He Bo was still trying to persuade his future father-in-law to bring his future daughter-in-law to live with him.

However, the old father-in-law has long seen through: "My surname is not Yue, thank you."

"What is the last name of a good man?"

What kind of Hebo is this? It's obviously a dog skin plaster, but it's so stupid, his daughter will definitely look down on it.

"My name is Feng Lan, the orchid of bluegrass."

"Yin Yuan." Tan Zhao suddenly remembered that Yin Yuan is actually only 14 years old this year, but his daughter is already [-] years old. In another year, his daughter Jiji will face the situation of a widowed old father. I am afraid that the conditions for the original owner to agree to the system are also the same. To give my daughter a better future.

Although the conditions for marriage in the Tang Dynasty were loose, and Yin Kaishan was once the prime minister, it was not easy to find a husband's family in a daughter's family whose parents died one after another.

Tan Zhaowei squinted his eyes and thought, thinking that he is only 14 years old, at least eighteen, no, twenty to get married.

System: You assumed your identity, really too fast.

He Bo was a little distressed at the moment. How should he address his old father-in-law? After all, his old father-in-law looked so young. After much deliberation, he chose an unmistakable address: "Hero Yin, what are you going to..."

Tan Zhao glanced at He Bo, and finally couldn't help asking a question: "How did you accumulate your merits?"

He Bo smiled shyly: "Probably the little god is lucky."

...It's okay, anyway, after solving the problem of marrying He Bo in the small town, He Bo will go back to the river, and he probably won't be able to do anything. Thinking of this, Tan Zhao's attitude finally calmed down: " Call it whatever you want, can you tell me more about your marriage to a daughter-in-law?"

"What about marrying a daughter-in-law, the little god is still the big yellow flower Uncle He! This is all slander, hero, you have to trust the little god, the little god is also a victim!" He Bo was in a hurry, and his tongue was swaying quickly.

Tan Zhao narrowed his eyes, and felt a little upset again: "Oh? Then how did I hear that the first time you got married was because your dead wife was unhappy and made a big fuss?"

He Bo was immediately filled with righteous indignation: "This is slander! It is a punishment from heaven. If the little god dared to cause harm to the world because of his own selfishness, how could he still be here now!"

The lessons learned from the Dragon King of Jinghe River are all there.

"Come and drink a glass of water, I believe you." Tan Zhao rolled his eyes and said suddenly, "You said, this is a punishment from heaven?"

He Bo happily took the tea and nodded his head: "This is not a private matter. The people in Longxing Town did something wrong and caused the punishment from the gods. matter, so the sentence was pronounced like this."

"How many years were originally scheduled?"

"Three years."

"What's the origin of that piece of your incense stick?"

"It's a wild god. He seemed to be recovering from some injuries in Longxing Town. He tricked a witch Zhu to speak for him. The little god has fought against him a few times. He is very powerful." He Bo said.

"Can't beat you if you're injured?" This Hebo has something to eat.

He Bo was questioned by his future father-in-law, and immediately argued with reason: "The wild god is very vigilant, and never enters the water to fight with the little god. He Bo's magic power is on the shore, and less than [-]% of it can be used. If it is in the water, the little god won't do it." There is no power to fight."

It is very cunning, wild gods are actually divided into good and bad, gods who are not sealed by the heavens are all wild gods, some wild gods are enshrined by the village, they will choose to protect the village, but some are not, even if they are good at the beginning, in the end they will only Get it back with interest.

Tan Zhao suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "Before the flood, was Longxing Town rich?"

He Bo thought for a while, and he didn't come here for ten years, but he remembered clearly: "It's just below the ordinary level. I can't starve to death, but it's definitely not as good as it is now."

"What's the best way?"

"The fields have a bumper harvest every year, and occasionally there will be business travelers passing by. Those merchants who travel to the north and south are quick to sell, and they are very popular with the townspeople." Of course, He Bo also knows that these are the villagers asking for the wild gods.

The gods who respond to requests, the beliefs of natural believers are very deep.

Tan Zhao clicked his tongue and asked back, "You never thought that he could steal incense in your name. What is his real body?"

He Bo was taken aback: "Huh?!"

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Tan Zhao could only hear the little girl's slightly joyful voice: "Aye, it's time to eat." It was probably because she had just been frightened, and there was still a strong dependence in her voice .

He Bo: ...so jealous.

Tan Zhao responded, dragged He Bo out, and introduced each other for the first time.

"This is the savior of our father and daughter. Yaoer, you can call him Mr. Feng Lang." Tan Zhao immediately signaled He Bo to accept his words with his eyes.

He Bo immediately introduced himself, and his old father's hands were itchy when he saw that boyish appearance.

When Yin Yao heard that this handsome young man was actually her and her father's savior, she immediately fell in love with her. There was nothing she could do about it. In fact, she had a bit of face control, so she lowered her head and whispered, "Hi Feng Langjun." .

The gods of Hebo probably floated into the river.

Without seeing it, Tan Zhao felt that he was hungry alone, so he took his daughter to make dinner.

After dinner, Tan Zhao drove He Bo away, intending to tell his daughter about He Bo's identity, and talk about going back to Chang'an by the way.

"What? He's actually that Uncle He who married seventeen or eight wives?" Yin Yao suddenly felt that she couldn't just look at her face in the future. She knows people and faces but doesn't know her heart. Maybe her father will be deceived again?Hey, I'm so sad.

Although he really wanted to prove this "crime" for others, Tan still denied it with great regret: "That's not the case, there is still some misunderstanding here."

After listening to the story, Yin Yao felt a little guilty. She shouldn't have thought of that Feng Langjun so much: "It's like this? That's what to do. Although those daughters' families are not in danger of life, but the parents parted, and they took advantage of it. It's not a good thing."

"This is what Aye wants to tell you. I'm afraid we have to go back to Chang'an as soon as possible."

"Repaying" the matter in Longxing Town, it is best not to see the little girl, Tan Zhao is going to send Yin Yao back to the Prime Minister's Mansion first, and then come back to make trouble.

Beating someone's servant to death, and breaking someone's legs, this seems to be so skillful, I'm afraid it's not the first time, if you don't get retribution for doing bad things, and even eat and drink, how can it be so good in this world things.

"What's the matter, Yao'er?" Tan Zhao asked seeing the little girl looking like she was waiting for her.

Yin Yao's little face was a little red, and it became more red under the candlelight: "Aye, how should we thank that Feng Langjun?"

"..." The old father suddenly had a very ominous premonition.

Speaking of it, Yin Yuan and his youngest daughter are actually not very close, after all, men in ancient times didn't know much about their daughter's education.When he was young, he used to walk around the streets with his arms in his arms. Later, when his wife died, he was obsessed with the death of his beloved. On the one hand, Yin Yao, as a lady of a family, needs to receive formal education, even if she lives away, it is indispensable.

Although the relationship between father and daughter is good, they have not been close in recent years. Of course, this also means that Tan Zhao's scumbag acting skills are less likely to fail.

On the second day, Tan Zhao decided to go back to Chang'an, but before returning, he negotiated a condition with He Bo, or it was a small idea.

When He Bo heard it, he thought it was possible.

After sending Yin's father and daughter ten miles away, He Bo reluctantly returned to his Crystal Palace.

Hey, this Crystal Palace is empty, and He Bo figured out that it lacks a mistress, but it's a pity that the little girl he likes hasn't grown up yet, and there is a powerful old father-in-law. Be yourself.

Thinking of this, He Bo immediately walked up the river, and when he reached the territory of Longxing Town, he set off boundless huge waves on the river.

This huge wave is as high as five or six floors, if it rushes into the field, how can there be a chance for the seedlings to survive, maybe even people will be drowned.

It happened to be the season of sowing, and the people were terrified, and immediately knelt down to worship He Bo, saying that He Bo would bless him.

However, He Bolang's heart was as strong as iron, and the waves he set up were getting higher and higher, until they reached the most fixed point, and then they fell. What's so strange is that the waves hit high, but they didn't rush to the shore, it was like a warning or something It means something like a warning.

This situation lasted for three days.

Wu Zhu, who was drunk from drinking and eating, finally woke up. After waking up, Wu Zhu was also very bored. This, there is no such process?Could it be that this year's wife is not good?No, although this year's wife is a little younger, she is more beautiful than usual girls.

This He Bo's mind is really unpredictable.

But the people still want to appease, so Wu Zhu said: "Everyone, please wait a while, and I will inform you when I go to ask He Bo for instructions."

Wu Zhu stepped into the Hebo Temple under the hopeful eyes of the people in the town.

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