Brow of a Thousand Calamities Chapter 22: Dragon Fights in the Wild 04
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The man looked at him intently, his eyelashes slightly lowered and then raised, "Yes, but even though he is confused, many things cannot be compensated for by being confused..." Fu Zhumei pulled up a chair and sat down, He held his chin and looked forward, "Actually, I don't understand how Ah Yan and Ah Li ended up like this. Maybe... maybe it's all my fault." That person smiled slightly and followed him and looked forward, " How could it be? People in the world are always in control of themselves. Although this sentence is common, it is always true. Although you cannot blame yourself for your life, your choices, and your future, you can't blame yourself. It's all the fault of others." Fu Zhumei shook her head, but looked at Fengfeng in her arms blankly, "Whose child is this? A'li's?"
The man said softly, "This is Hao Wenhou's child." Fu Zhumei snorted, her face full of embarrassment, "I always can't speak, I'm sorry, I thought... I thought it was easy for them to get along with girls... ah... ..." The more he said, the more wrong he became. He shrank back, and the chair, which was already crude, suddenly shook and he and the chair fell backwards, and the back of his head hit the ground with a crash.
"Well..." Fengfeng was already asleep when she was suddenly woken up by the loud noise. She opened her eyes and saw Fu Zhumei getting up in embarrassment. She suddenly smiled brightly and pointed at Fu Zhumei, "Woo... Wuwu..." Ah Who didn't want to smile, but finally smiled, but the smile was bitter. What should she say? "They are both handsome and handsome men. They all hold great power. Naturally, they are deeply admired by women. It cannot be said that they are frivolous." Fu Zhumei hit a big bump on the ground on the back of her head, and her hair became more and more messy. He got up and still sat in the chair, "No, no, they are not good to girls. They have had many lovers. Children who are not A Li and A Yan are the best." The man's heart moved slightly, "It is not their child. The best?"
"Neither Ah Li nor Ah Yan will be a good father." Fu Zhumei looked at her with big and clear eyes, "Nor will they be a good husband." The man nodded, feeling suddenly relaxed, "Xiao Fu. "Fu Zhumei had a trace of messy hair hanging down her cheek. When she heard this, she raised her head, and the hair was swaying by her cheek. She looked childish. "Huh?" She looked at him amusedly, "Will you be a good father? ”
"Yes." Fu Zhumei said firmly, then shook her head, "But no one likes me." That person sighed slightly, "Where is your turtle? Why do you raise a turtle?" Fu Zhumei was surprised. Looking at her, "Did you know that I raised a turtle?" She nodded. He spread his hands and gestured to the width of a table, "Because I have never seen such a big turtle. You don't know that I raised a turtle in the mountains." I was so surprised when I got it, and how long did it take to drive it outside and bring it to Luoyang to raise?" She looked at him in surprise, "Where did you drive the turtle out of?" Fu Zhumei said, "That's it. I forgot the name of that mountain in the suburbs of Luoyang, but it only took the turtle eight days to walk from the mountain to the city. It climbed very fast! Now it sleeps under my bed and usually won’t get up unless it screams. "
She couldn't help laughing. This man was really strange. If you say he was stupid, he was not stupid, but he couldn't be said to be smart. Even Tang Lici's brother was a martial artist. , he has no charlatanism at all, and he is not even outstanding at all. Why would Tang Lici hate such a person? There was no pressure at all to talk and laugh with him. This man suddenly thought about things and things, with no logic in his mind, and he had not achieved any amazing career. Maybe most people would not appreciate such a man, but she really liked him. "Thank you very much for saving my child just now." She poured a cup of tea for Fu Zhumei, "But I didn't say I would come here at night, why did you come here in broad daylight? Is everything okay at the restaurant?"
"Yes, yes," Fu Zhumei took the tea cup and drank it in one gulp, then handed the cup to her to ask for another cup, "I still have a lot of vegetables to cut, and a lot of fish that haven't been killed yet, but I saw you were gone and someone was following you. You're a little worried, so let's take a look." He suddenly remembered that there was still something to do in the restaurant, and stood up hurriedly, not drinking any more tea. "I'm leaving, or the master will scold me again."
"Go, go," the man patted the green onion on his clothes for him, "I really don't know about Mr. Tang, but if you are really worried about him, you'd better go and see him." She She said softly, "Yinjiaozi Restaurant will not be your place to stay for a long time after all. Don't let irrelevant things delay what you really care about." Fu Zhumei seemed to be startled for a moment, rubbed her head, and smiled shyly, Left in a hurry.
Why is Xiao Fu Tang Lici’s brother? She patted Fengfeng gently, and couldn't help but feel a little regret in her heart. Wouldn't it be great if Xiaofu was just Xiaofu, didn't know martial arts and didn't know Tang Lici?
The sky is getting dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun is reflected on the high walls of Luoyang city, looking clean and peaceful.
Fu Zhumei hurried to Yinjiaozi Restaurant and walked around two street corners. Many people greeted him on the road. They all knew that he was the chef of Yinjiaozi Restaurant, but he said "Ah" casually. He hurried on without looking back. People on the street were laughing. They were used to Xiao Fu being so clueless and not angry.
Back at the restaurant, before he stepped into the kitchen, the shopkeeper grabbed him outside the door and said, "Ouch! I hired you for twenty taels of silver a month, where did you go to die? What do you want? I spend my free money to hire someone to work for you in the kitchen, right? You are not a big girl that I bought someone to look after to calm my nerves. My ancestor, just give me some peace of mind and work for you next time. If I see you going out to hang out, I'll braise your turtle and eat it!" Fu Zhumei looked panicked and nodded repeatedly, but didn't say what he was doing. When the shopkeeper saw his panicked face, I felt a little satisfied at once, "Today's guest ordered the 'Mountains, Seas, Purple Clouds Painted Cauldron'." Xiao Fu nodded again. This "Mountains, Seas, Purple Clouds Painted Cauldron" is a famous soup pot in Yinjiaozi, a huge soup pot and No one in the restaurant except the chef could serve the complicated soup. "I'll bring the soup."
Seeing that Xiao Fu was so well-behaved and obedient, the shopkeeper patted him on the shoulder and walked away slowly, hands behind his back.
The living room of Yinjiaozi Restaurant has always been lively, but today it is extremely quiet. The dozen or so tables for ten people are completely empty, and there are only a few people in the "Wenxiangju" room in the northwest corner of the second floor. Fu Zhumei slowly walked up to the second floor carrying the soup pot weighing dozens of kilograms. There was a charcoal fire in the soup pot and dozens of various soup ingredients. He carried it carefully and walked into Wenxiang Residence step by step.
There is a rosewood hexagonal table in the room. The six table legs are carved in the shape of a deer's head, and the deer's lips touch the ground. The shape is extremely rare. Six rosewood chairs are placed one by one. Only three people are sitting on the table. A lot of dishes were served, but I didn’t eat much. Sitting on the seat facing the door was a Taoist with three long beards. To the left of the Taoist was a big man in purple clothes who was drinking, and to the right was a man wearing a white porcelain mask, but his true face was not revealed. When Fu Zhumei saw these people, she seemed to be stunned for a moment. The soup pot in her hand shook slightly. The big man in purple in the room raised his head to drink. He didn't even glance at him from the corner of his eyes, but he grabbed it with his right hand and put it on the back of the chair. The coat he wore shook and caught, firmly holding the soup pot in Fu Zhumei's hand. He said "Ah", quickly put the soup pot on the table, and hurriedly retreated.
The big man in purple glanced at the soup pot and said with a smile, "What a heavy guy! It weighs sixty pounds at least! The guy just now had such good arm strength that he could carry this guy up to the second floor without even shaking on the stairs." Sansu Taoist nodded, but his mind was not on the soup pot, but looking at the porcelain-faced man, "Your Excellency invited me to wait here to talk about something, but I don't know what it is?" It turns out that Sansu Taoist's Taoist name is "Nothing", and he is a big man in purple. The surname is Ma. When it comes to "Taoist of Nothingness" and "Three Guns to Return Horses" Ma Shengxiong, they are famous in the capital. These two people are the newly hired guards of the Prime Minister's Palace. They are not weak in the martial arts world and have high martial arts skills. At three o'clock last night, someone entered the prime minister's house at night and left a letter on Zhao Pu's bedside, asking the two guardians to meet at the Yinjiaozi Restaurant today. The night traveler is so clever that if he wants Zhao Pu's life, it will be easy. Therefore, Taoist Xu Wu and Ma Shengxiong knew they were outmatched, but still went to the appointment on time, full of doubts.
"Let's talk about a small matter." The porcelain-faced man held the wine glass, but did not drink. "I heard that Prime Minister Zhao recently met Dong Hubi and talked about something. The two of them are Dong Hubi's introducers, so they should Don't you know?" Taoist Xu was startled, "Dong Hubi?" Dong Hubi did meet Zhao Pu a few days ago, but this matter is extremely secret, how could this porcelain-faced man know? The porcelain-faced man leaned back on the seat. Even if he couldn't see his expression, he knew that he didn't take Taoist Wu and Ma Shengxiong seriously. "What did we talk about?" Ma Shengxiong's wine glass hit the table with a loud bang. "Your Excellency, it is wise to leave a sticker on your pillow at night, but you don't have to be so arrogant. How can we know what the Prime Minister and the guests talked about? Even if we knew, I couldn't tell you." The implication is like that of a porcelain-faced man. Naturally, the affairs of the prime minister's house cannot be revealed to strangers of unknown origin.
"Really?" The porcelain-faced man's tone was very calm, "Aren't you afraid of Zhao Pu's bedside tonight... Haha..." He poured himself a glass of wine, drank it in one gulp, and did not continue talking. Ma Shengxiong changed his color. This man was so skilled in martial arts. If he wanted to kill Zhao Pu, no one in the Prime Minister's Mansion could resist him. "You - who are you? What are your intentions towards the Prime Minister?" The porcelain-faced man said coldly, " I'm only interested in what Zhao Pu talked about when he met Dong Hubi." Ma Shengxiong and Taoist Xu Wu looked at each other, and Taoist Xu Wu coughed lightly, "What exactly did the Prime Minister and Senior Dong talk about? Actually, I really don't know. "I only know that Senior Dong gave the Prime Minister a letter," the porcelain-faced man said, "What's in the letter?" Taoist Xu shook his head, "This... is limited to our status."
"Where did the Prime Minister put the letter?" the porcelain-faced man asked, and Ma Shengxiong said angrily, "The Taoist Master and I are not spies, so how do we know where the Prime Minister put the letter? You——"Porcelain-faced Man" He slapped his palm on the table with a "bump" sound, but saw that the red sandalwood hexagonal table broke into six pieces. The six pieces were uniform in size, but did not collapse. They still held the dishes on the table firmly. Ma Shengxiong was about to yell, but when he saw The anger in his stomach shrank back again, his mouth opened wide, not knowing what to say. "Where is the letter?" the porcelain-faced man asked plainly, and the Taoist Master of Nothingness took a long breath, "I don't know." the porcelain-faced man said gloomily, "Are you trying to be a loyal dog that doesn't know how to praise, or do you really don't know? "Ma Shengxiong couldn't bear it any longer and stood up from the table. He only heard a burst of crackling sounds. The dazzling array of delicacies on the table fell to the floor, and the six-sided rosewood table collapsed. "No matter who you are, you are too much to bully others! Don't say that outsiders shouldn't ask about the Prime Minister's affairs. With your contemptuous attitude, even if the person named Ma is not an opponent, he will never bear this tone!" The man with the porcelain face sat still and asked coldly, " What do you want?"