Soon the black dog trotted out, sweating profusely. It can be seen that Xiao Hei has a good attitude towards admitting his mistakes at work. The old man didn't care about the one hundred taels of silver he owed him. Xiao Hei was out of breath.

He shouted angrily: "Jiu Master, sir, please invite this master in."

"Let's go, Master, I will show you the way."

Passing through the front door and walking along the bluestone pavement, Lao Bushit couldn't help but sigh, "It's been more than ten years, but this place hasn't changed at all."

The drunkard smiled slightly, but did not answer, and could not answer.

Suddenly, a woman about thirty years old ran over. Before the old man could react, he was hugged by the girl and said, "Haha, old man, you are back. I miss you so much."

With Wen Xiang in his arms, the old man was a little at a loss. Could it be that there was a girl in the Duke's palace who had been secretly in love with him for more than ten years? Should he remind her that men and women are not close to each other? Although he is in good health, he is too old.

It's too big. My physical strength is okay but my energy is a bit lacking.

I just heard the drunkard say: "Third Miss, why did you come back? I can't do it if I don't have anyone to take care of me."

Yes, the person who came was none other than Wang Jixian, the third lady of the Duke's Mansion. I saw that the third lady was about thirty years old. She was as beautiful as a flower, with long hair hanging around her shoulders, thin lips, and white teeth like the moon.

Wang Jixian let go of the old man and replied with a smile: "Uncle Jiu, it was my father who asked me to come out to greet him. Originally, he wanted to come out to greet him himself, but I dissuaded him."

Looking at the old immortal, Wang Jixian's face was full of joy, and her smile was true from the heart. She looked at the old immortal, "You know, uncle, when my father heard that you were back, he was so happy that he jumped out of bed and ran out.

,Fortunately, I have practiced before, and dad is no match for me, he was subdued by me."

Seeing Wang Jixian, the old man was also very happy. How could he not be excited to see someone he hadn't seen for more than ten years? His eyes were a little blurry, and he said in a choked voice: "It turns out to be the third young lady. I haven't seen him for more than ten years.

The older you are, the more beautiful you are. I miss you very much. How is your father-in-law doing now?"

"Hehe, uncle, your vision is still so good. My father is much better now. He can now walk. The doctor said that he can recover after a period of rest. However, the doctor said that he should pay more attention and eat more in the future.

Green vegetables and less meat.”

Upon hearing this, the old man felt relieved and had a slight smile on his face, saying, "Haha, that's good. I just need to eat less meat. I don't know how the Duke can bear it."

People who are born in the military naturally like to eat meat. Firstly, to cope with hunger, there is still a big difference between eating a pound of meat and a pound of rice. In a military, everyone likes to drink. Of course, drinking needs meat to match, and there are

Zhu Xiluo likes to eat meat, and everyone also likes it. The King of Chu likes to have a slim waist, but the palace people still starve to death.

"Hehe, it's quite tough. You go and have a rest, Mr. Jiujiu. I'll take my old uncle to see my father." Before the drunkard could agree, Wang Jixian took the old man's arm and walked inside.

At this moment, Wang Shouyi was already standing in front of the door, waiting anxiously, like a man and a woman who had just entered the love period. The mistress asked him to lie on the bed obediently. How could he lie down after meeting his old friend of more than ten years?

Soon Wang Jixian and Lao Immortal came into sight. Wang Shouyi's three steps turned into two steps, and he walked quickly in front of Lao Immortal. Wang Shouyi, who had just recovered from a serious illness, had a sallow complexion and a thin body. He almost fell down with a few quick steps.

Wang Jixian hurriedly supported him and said, "Dad, please slow down."

The two gray-haired old men were like lovers they had not seen for a long time. There were too many surprises on their faces, and their thousands of words were always replaced by tears.

The man who could only bleed shed tears at this moment. He held his four hands, and all the words he said turned into tears. The two did not speak for a long time.

The relationship between men is very wonderful. Some are comrades in arms, some are fair-weather friends, and some may just have the same hobbies and have similar odors. But you have to admit that the relationship between men is also very sincere, not between women.

, because of the mutual desire of the body, the two people are united together, one look, one word, one life and death dependence, maybe they will be brothers for life.

"Immortal, you have suffered." Wang Shouyi held the old Immortal's hand, tears falling drop by drop.

The corners of the old man's lips curled up, and he smiled: "It's hard, but the Duke is much older."

"Haha, you too".

The two made an exception and smiled, as if they had returned to thirty years ago, fighting through thorns and blood together, crawling out of the sea of ​​​​blood from the mountain of corpses again and again.

"Oh, you two old men are really imitating those young people to play with their feelings. How embarrassing." Although Wang Jixian could not understand the brotherly love between the two of them for decades, she was still very happy.

"You little girl talks nonsense, and you've been spoiled by me." Wang Shouyi patted Wang Jixian on the head and said teasingly.

"Hehe. How long do you two plan to stand here?"

"Ouch, look at my head, hurry up, old man, hurry up and get in the house."

Wang Shouyi slapped his head and hurriedly pulled Lao Immortal towards the house.

Wang Shouyi returned to the bed, and Wang Jixian carefully helped him lie down.

The old man sat on the Taishi chair nearby, looked around, and couldn't help but sigh: "It has been more than ten years, and things here have not changed at all. My father-in-law is still so frugal."

"Haha, many Zepao brothers died on the battlefield. We are alive because our ancestors have blessed us. Why should we care about these vain enjoyments?" Wang Shouyi picked up a cup of tea and took a sip carefully.

The old man didn't answer. Too many people had died, and people's hearts were already numb.

Wang Jixian stood up and said, "Uncle, please sit down for now. I'll go down and get you some food and drinks."

"Yes, yes, look at my head. I must be hungry after coming all the way. Xiao San, your uncle likes to eat Songjiang food. Let the cooks cook it well. Remember to ask them to be serious. Your uncle is still very picky.

"Wang Shouyi also ordered.

"Hehe, I know all this. I still remember that Uncle Immortal likes eating chicken the most." Wang Jixian replied with a smile, and then went to the back to give instructions.

Only Lao Immortal and Wang Shouyi were left in the room. Before Lao Immortal could say anything, Wang Shouyi said first, "Is that child okay, Immortal?"

The old man nodded "not bad".

"It was our Wang family that was sorry for you more than ten years ago. No matter what, he is our Wang family's child." Wang Shouyi said, his eyes filled with rain and mist again.

"Things have passed. There is no way of knowing who is right or wrong. I just want to ask the father-in-law this time, what are your plans for this child as he is getting older?" asked the old man.

Wang Shouyi didn't know what Lao Bu Die meant. The eldest son and grandson would inherit the family business. He looked at Lao Bu Si and seemed to have made up his mind. Wang Shouyi said politely: "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. After all, what I have given you."

What is not yours, what you get through your own efforts is yours.”

"What the father-in-law means is" Lao Bu Sheng doesn't quite understand.

Wang Shouyi sat up, took another sip of tea, and continued: "When the Ming Empire was first established, the Holy Father had already stated that nobles below the rank of Duke could not inherit the title, and so did I and several other Dukes.

I agree. Duke Dingguo has no children. The British son died young and the third generation only has two granddaughters. Naturally, they cannot inherit the title. Duke Qian's son also died in the war, but there are still two grandsons and one granddaughter alive.

, and the only ones who can inherit the title are our Wang family and Qian Guogong’s Qian family. His Majesty is famous for being stingy, so His Majesty is very suspicious of us and suppresses us. I have not been involved in business for many years. I

I also plan to resign from the title of Duke Min, just so that I can live to the end of my life. The current emperor still has some feelings for us old brothers, so he will not do it too ugly and kill them all. But as for the next generation of kings, the emperor has two sons, and the fourth prince likes them.

Although he is honest and upright, he has no interest in the throne at all. The third prince is very eager for the throne. He is also cunning, cunning and ruthless. He beats countless maids to death every day in the palace.

I heard that those who are now practicing outside are also vicious, and there are not a few officials who have died under him. Moreover, this kid also likes to pretend, pretending to be a good boy in front of the Holy Lord, which is really abominable. There are also several important officials in the court.

Befriending the third prince, he brags about how capable the third prince is in front of the Holy Emperor all day long. As expected, the person who will inherit the great treasure must be the third prince. Once, for a trivial matter, he whipped Duke Ding Guo more than ten times in front of him.

Who can guarantee that after he succeeds to the throne, he will not threaten our countrymen?"

"What the Duke of the State means is," If you are going to kill the enemy, the old man will not frown. The white knife goes in and the red knife comes out. Either you kill me or I kill you. It is all done with real swords and spears.

, Whoever is lucky will live. There are no plots, intrigues, and politics. The old man is just a rookie. Therefore, the old man did not understand Wang Shouyi's words at all.

"The meaning is very simple. Don't let that kid come back first. Living is better than anything else," Wang Shouyi replied.

"How long will it take?" Lao Bu Die was very worried. He couldn't let Wang Bu Die stay in that Poshan Village for the rest of his life.

"I know you care about your grandson. He is also my grandson. Why don't I care? Just relax, I won't die for a while, and I have already made plans for him."

Wang Shouyi put down the tea cup and seemed to think of the child who was acting coquettishly in front of him with his bare buttocks exposed.

Soon, a dish of wine and food was served. Wang Jixian smiled and brought a jar of old wine and said, "Uncle, you have taken it orally. This is the 50-year-old daughter's red. I stole it from the Queen and kept it for a long time.

, I specially brought it out for you to try today."

"Hehe, the mistress still knows the old man's preferences."

As soon as I poured the wine, the aroma immediately hit my nostrils and lingered in the room for a long time.

A delicious dish, Songjiang seabass, mandarin fish in white sauce, eight-treasure duck, eight-treasure spicy sauce, fried river shrimps, chicken bone sauce, and Lao Immortal’s favorite imperial concubine chicken and rogue chicken. This is not without richness, not

It can be said that it is not delicious. When I saw this table of dishes, the old man who had eaten steamed buns and steamed buns for several days no longer hesitated, "I'm not polite."

"Haha, just eat it, you old boy. When have you ever been polite to me at the dinner table?" Wang Shouyi smiled heartily. He is not greedy for money, nor is he lustful, nor is he greedy for drinks. His only favorite thing is to eat.

Take a sip of wine, pick up the chopsticks, and eat to your heart’s content.

"Dad, you haven't recovered yet, so drink less," Wang Jixian said, filling a small cup for Wang Shouyi.

"Okay, okay, I understand, go ahead and do your work. I haven't seen the old man for more than ten years, and we have a lot to say." Seeing the golden wine in the glass, Wang Shouyi swallowed his saliva and hurriedly urged

Wang Jixian left. Wang Busheng was not a greedy person, but he had been sick for so long and was not allowed to eat meat or drink wine. His mouth had long faded away. Today I have the opportunity to have a few drinks and eat some meat.

Naturally, we must seize the opportunity.
Chapter completed!