Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

Han Qi glanced to the left. Although he didn't see the water flow, he felt some crisis.

He raised his hands, the two guards held his hand, and then gritted his teeth.

"what……"

The two bodyguards used their energy to feed on the milk, but Han Qi was too heavy ...

"what……"

puff!

Han Qi fell to the bottom of the ditch when both hands were exhausted and his hands were loose.

Ruined!

Han Qi feels that his lifetime reputation will be destroyed ...

Shen An stood by the side and saw Wang Jiao cold, couldn't help saying: "You ... pretend to be more pretentious!"

Wang Jiao shook his head, and as a result something came out of his neck and fell into the ditch.

Then Shen An saw him jump without hesitation.

"I say……"

He stretched out his hand in vain, but couldn't hold the decisive Wang Jiao.

Han Qi, who was in despair, was deeply moved.

Just now everyone was reaching out to try to pull him, but the old man was so heavy ... No, it was so burly, how to pull it?

Why didn't anyone come down to push the old man up?

When he was desperate, he saw a figure jump down, and he could not help touching the tears.

Nice guy!

When he saw that it was Wang Xu, he couldn't help but praise: "Good little Lang!"

"Flash off!"

Wang Xu just squatted down, and a huge man leaned down from above, reaching out and shouting, "Grab it."

Han Qi held out his hand without hesitation, Dahan grabbed his wrist, and just with a force, he slipped him up.

"Good guy!"

Han Qi recognized the great man at this time, and it was Wang Qi who was the commander of the swordsman.

He shouted: "Save Wang Xu quickly!"

What a good boy!

Just when everyone gave up the old man, he was able to jump back without hesitation. This decisive and courageous ... really touching!

He remembered Wang Anshi.

The old man is very annoying and does not match his own, but his son is good!

Wang Xu, who saw his courage in doing things right, received Han Qi's commendation and gratitude.

"Stretch your hand!"

The second time Wang Wang easily lifted Wang Jiao up, and the water rushed over.

A muddy smell filled the water.

Han Qi sideways, "Thank you."

He said this to Wang Xu.

Later he was going to visit the Wang An Shi family, anyway, he would thank the old king and congratulate him on raising such a brave son.

"It was finally found."

Wang Jiao held a jade pendant in his hand, carefully brushing off the dirt on it, and a smile appeared on his cold face.

So he jumped down to pick up his jade wear?

The self-assured Han Qi almost spit out old blood.

Shen An felt that Wang Jia was too bad to be a man. Since it is all like this, would n’t Han Qi be grateful to himself?

But thinking about it again, he felt that this was Wang Xu.

Cold and arrogant, disdain to falsify with mortals.

This is Wang Xu.

Not to mention Han Qi, even if Zhao Shu was there, he did not bother to persuade the other party to lead his own feelings.

But the king is there, but he appreciates it.

"Thank you."

Wang Xu was very serious.

The white-faced Wang nodded and said: "Dare not dare to be."

Han Qi also came over and arched his hand: "Thank you."

Wang turned sideways, "Dare not be a gift from Han Xiang."

The two-meter-tall burly man stood there, and Han Qi's figure was much smaller.

"You are fine!"

Han Qi apparently took note of this love, which has great benefits for Wang Qiu's future.

"Go check!"

Turning his head, Han Qi sneered and scolded: "The official house was at the time, what if it was washed by the water? You wait and die!"

He suspected that there were rebel thieves, so his eyes were more gloomy.

A group of bodyguards passed, Zhao Shu was tired, and was breathing there.

"Xie Shu Tang is here."

A large team of cars came slowly, and the large wooden barrels on the car were filled with Jieshu soup.

"Drink Jieshu Soup!"

At this time, everyone was hungry and thirsty, and they could not help but swallow.

The same is true for Zhao Shu. He has been working for so long today, basically supporting it in one breath.

Now that the work is done, the respectful eyes of the people and the sergeants are all around, making him very comfortable, but not hungry.

"A bowl!"

The students in the cart carried the spoon in one hand and the bowl in the other, and kept delivering Xieshu tea.

"Thank you."

After Shen An finished drinking, he returned the bowl. He was surprised to find that the student took the bowl he had drunk and did not wash it. In this way, he scooped a spoonful of Jieshu tea into it and handed it to Zhao Shu ...

This ... this is a little unhygienic!

Zhao Shu drank something delicious, and then praised: "It tastes good."

The students were excited at once, "Guanjia, we made this tea."

This is a young student, his face filled with tension and excitement.

This is his first time facing the Emperor Song Dynasty. Tension is inevitable, but more is excitement.

Zhao Shu likes this emotion, so he smiled and said: "Okay, it's hard work."

"No ... no hard work." The students were excited as if they had hit the chicken's blood, and scooped up another bowl of Jieshu tea.

Han Qi drank his head up, smashed his mouth, and said, "Come on for another bowl."

"One bowl per person ... nothing more."

The student wanted to refuse, but when Han Qi was muddy and pitiful, he gave him another bowl.

"Comfortable!"

Han Qi is in Shutan, Shen An is recalling the experience of that bowl.

It seems that two people have already drunk that bowl before themselves?

This is unhygienic, if there is a hepatitis B or C ... it's very tangled!

"Back to the city!"

It was already afternoon, the sun was slanting west, but it was still hot.

Zhao Shu watched carefully along the way and saw that the cracked land would be dismounted and asked the old peasants, and the confessor would tell the news to himself in time.

Shen An looked behind him. He felt that Zhao Shu's feelings were sincere. Even when he saw a sick child, he anxiously asked Lang Zhong, the anxiety in those eyes was not hypocritical.

He is watching this world like he is paying attention to his property.

This is Wang Xu's understanding.

In Wang Jiao's eyes, this world is almost nothing real, mortals are all in the camp.

After returning home, Wang Anshi had already gone to the government and was cooling down in the courtyard.

Wang Anshi's salaries are okay, but everyone has to support them, so life is not easy.

The way Wu can think of is to raise some chickens, so there are eggs every day.

The most annoying thing about chicken farming is chicken feces. Creatures like chickens have a high frequency of shit. If you do n’t pay attention to it, you wo n’t be able to live if you go down.

Wang Anshi just stepped on a bubble of chicken shit. He glanced at his cousin and thought for a while, then said softly: "Madam, the husband's husband can still support the family, this chicken ..."

Wu Shi sprinkled rice bran, and more than a dozen chickens swarmed in, then slowly said: "Officials, these chickens can lay five or six eggs every day, and each person in the family is just right."

Wang Anshi was helpless, thinking that buying eggs with the old man's pension is not a problem!

Seeing the meaning of the cousin, it is clearly boring, and raising chickens to relieve boredom.

Forget it, let her do it.

Wang Xu came in to salute, and Wang Anshi raised his face again.

"Go wash it first and go back to tell your father what happened today."

Wang Anshi did not go out with the city today, but the news outside the city still listened.

Wang Xu first went to wash himself, and Wu returned to get tea snacks when he returned.

"Looking thin, my son, don't work so hard next time."

Wu's words made Wang Anshi want to roll his eyes.

"He just went for a long time, why did he lose weight?"

Wang Anshi looked at his son and felt that nothing had changed.

Wu's came over and looked closely, "Dalang's face is black."

Mothers can always find subtle changes in their children, and then heartache ...

"Go and buy a chicken and make up for Dalang."

The chickens she raises by themselves cannot be killed.

Wang Anshi and Wang Xu are full of black lines.

But I went out to work for a long time, why should I make up?

Looking back, Wu felt that his son's life-long event should be grasped, so he murmured for a long time.

"Dalang! That woman is not bad. When you go back to see you, if you are satisfied, the mother will give you a hairpin and leave it to her."

This is a look, at this time it is a relatively open blind date.

Wang Jiao was silent, then his eyes were slightly bright, and he felt more guilty.

"Dad, the official family is still a little stingy."

"Oh!" Wang Anshi was a little unhappy. Although he was stubborn, he didn't like children to belittle officials.

"Han Qi just said something untimely, he was grabbed by the official's family to work, and finally returned to the city, Han Qi tired of napping on the horse, almost fell down ... The official family is really stingy ...

The atmosphere gradually became a bit wrong ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Wang Anshi said coldly: "What else?"

"And ..." Wang Jiao continued: "Zeng Gongliang works lazily. He makes the **** very light and digs a little dirt at once. It is a lazy expert ..."

"And Ouyang Xiu, who is so dizzy, almost hit Han Qi's **** with a **** ..."

"The children felt that most of these assistants were incompetent. If they were allowed to choose, Han Qi could at most be a deputy of the third division, and he could use his temper to suppress people who reach out for money. Zeng Gongliang can only go at most. The Privy Council served as Privy Secretary ... Oh! "

Boom!

Wang Anshi slapped in the past, and Wang Jiao responded quickly, as if he knew that there was such a slap, he bowed his head skillfully and was slapped on his head.

Wu, who was busy outside, heard the movement, and subconsciously shouted, "Dalang, run!"

Wang Xu swooped out in one swoop.

Wang Anshi took off his left foot shoes and chased them out.

"You little animal, should you say those words? Stand still!"

As soon as he rushed out of the room, Wu Shi, who had long aimed at the side, hugged him.

"Dalang run!"

Wang Anshi was hugged by his cousin, who wanted to struggle but was afraid of hurting her, so he could only throw out his shoes.

Snapped!

A shoe sole was in the back of Wang Xu's head. He touched it with his backhand, and he just felt a lot of chicken feces ...,

this is……

He put his hand in front of his eyes and retched.

Can't live anymore!

"Giggle ..."

An old hen came out of the nest, pacing proudly.

Probably just laid an egg, so it was very proud, just stopped for a while, and then pulled a bit of chicken feces.

"Mother, don't feed the chickens at home."

After leaving this sentence, Wang Xu disappeared as soon as he slipped away.