Master Yukong glanced at Mr. Hu who was chatting with Nan Zhaoxue in full swing, and his eyes rolled.

"He, you didn't hear him say that he is an old slave in the royal palace. He is old and can't do anything, so he just makes a living.

I asked if I had any food when I arrived? Although I was a servant, I usually rely on my seniority, but I have been instructing people a lot."

Master Yukong advised tearfully: "Don't mess with him, he is different from me, and it's not easy to bully."

The swordsman's eyes were half-closed, and Master Yukong accurately captured a trace of murderous aura, and broke away and said, "I'll help Yusheng, prepare vegetables, etc., otherwise the old man would be sarcastic again when he saw me idle."

After saying that, he ran away in a flash.

I haven't seen you for so long, Orange Stag has grown up several times. I usually show off my power and play with aloofness in the palace. When I see Nan Zhaoxue, I feel like a dog.

Nan Zhaoxue feeds it jerky, and the guy jumps up and down, sweeps Hu's mouth several times with his tail.

"It's almost done! I haven't eaten yet and can't speak yet?" He was angrily dissatisfied.

The swordsman held the sword and lowered his eyes and listened: Sure enough, he was full of momentum.

Xiaodao and Yefeng took the orange seat aside, and Nan Zhaoxue wiped his hands: "You said."

Mr. Hu touched his beard, picked the dog's hair, and flew around his eyes.

He did not notice the swordsman standing outside the door in the shadows, and saw Feng Tianji in the light and shadows.

Feng Tian is outstanding and has a very eye-catching face. There is a strange person in his familiar face, so Mr. Hu can't say anything to him.

Touching his beard, hanging his eyelids, his mind twists and turns.

"What?" Nan Zhaoxue said in a slight slight, "What happened to the capital?"

Mr. Hu looked up at her, and his voice squeezed out of his throat: "Who is that person?"

Nan Zhaoxue: "…"

I was happy for a moment and forgot that Mr. Hu and Master Yukong were different in battles. He had just come from the palace, but he really saw with his own eyes that "Fengtianji" was still in the palace.

"This matter is a long story. In short, you can rest assured that you can just say anything."

Although their voices were low, the swordsman with super long ears still heard it, frowned slightly, looked at Feng Tianji who had just walked away, and followed.

When he was nowhere to be alone, the swordsman asked in confusion: "How did you do this prince? Why don't even take you seriously?"

Feng Tianji: "??What old slave? He..."

"That's the Ying," Baizhan came out of nowhere, "Come here to help wash vegetables and kill fish.

The adoptive father is here too! What Ying, you are so brave. Want to use my adoptive father's sword to kill fish?"

Feng Tianji: "…"

His throat rolled, and he turned to look at the direction of the house. Mr. Hu seemed to be speaking earnestly, and then he looked at the steps, and the orange seat jumped happily.

Not as good as Orange.

During the meal, sit around.

Hu came long ago and was a distinguished guest when he was in the palace. This time he naturally sat at the same table with Nan Zhaoxue.

I ate a big bite of meat with satisfaction, took another sip of wine, and sighed: "Comfortable!"

He glanced at Master Yukong and snorted, "You are still a thief. Speaking of which, you are sleeping in the open all the way. In fact, there are a lot of delicious food, right? Look at you being fat!"

The two of them, together with Master Zhuo Ge, and the three old men sang big shows in the palace every day, making a fuss. They didn't see Master Yukong for a long time. This time they finally met and wanted to quarrel intimately.

To his surprise, Master Yukong did not say anything, and did not refute him like he was in the palace.

A swordsman sat next to Master Yukong. When he heard this, he became more and more proof that Mr. Hu was bullying others with his power.

The swordsman drank a glass of wine, took the chopsticks, and steadily picked up the meat that Mr. Hu was about to pick up.

Mr. Hu didn't care, so he turned to pick up something else, and was taken first by the swordsman three times in a row.

"Hey, I said," Mr. Hu frowned and looked at the swordsman, "What's wrong with you?"

The swordsman did not speak and continued to clamp.

Master Yukong lowered his eyes and ate silently. The little man in his heart raised his arms and shouted: Fight, fight!

Mr. Hu sucked deeply

In one breath, "I'm asking you."

Nan Zhaoxue was confused. She had just met and hadn't introduced her yet. She hadn't been able to deal with her until she hadn't even been introduced.

Where to follow?

The swordsman swallowed the things in his mouth and wiped his mouth slowly, then said, "I can't stop my mouth when I eat."

"You..." Hu Lao Hu was so angry that he pouted, "Have you eaten, have I eaten? I took the first bite, you..."

"Shut up," the swordsman was not polite.

Master Yukong drinks a glass of wine: comfortable.

Mr. Hu was about to speak, but Nan Zhaoxue quickly advised: "Eating, eating, eating, getting angry is not good for health."

Shi Qian came over quickly: "I'll give you some meat. Mr. Hu, you love to eat this fish. I know, this one is very fat and fresh today."

Mr. Hu's anger faded a little. The fish slices were very thin and cooked as soon as they were scalded. Shi Qian put them in a small bowl, full of them.

Mr. Hu took a few bites and glanced at the silent Master Yukong, not very satisfied: "Why don't you speak?"

Master Yukong looked up, his eyes slanted at the swordsman, and he shook his head slightly at him.

Mr. Hu understood: he was bullied by the swordsman!

The atmosphere of this meal was strange. Nan Zhaoxue was inexplicably interested in communicating with Feng Tianji, but was blocked by Mr. Hu.

After dinner, everyone went to their hospitals, and Mr. Hu stayed to talk to Nan Zhaoxue.

He opened the bag and found that it was made by Madam Cui and the others. The clothes, shoes, dense stitches, exquisite embroidery, and every needle and thread were all affection.

Nan Zhaoxue accepted it and sighed in his heart: "Are everyone okay?"

"Everything is great, I just miss you," Mr. Hu cleared his throat, "Especially the prince, who doesn't leave the mansion all day, always locks himself in the study. He looks like he's losing weight, and he doesn't eat when he asks him to go out for dinner. He always makes do with him alone every time.

Several times, Old Master Zhuo cried and felt sad."

Nan Zhaoxue touched his nose: "Where are the others?"

Old Hu glared: "What other person? Isn't the prince the most important?"

Nan Zhaoxue nodded: "Yes, the prince is the most important thing. The prince is the heavenly prince and the earth, and the prince is the air in the middle."

Mr. Hu: "...what, and that's right, Mr. Zhuo asked me to bring you a message. He said that what was written in the letter was better than what was said in his mouth. He asked me to memorize it many times."

"You said."

"He said that the emperor is healthy, but the life span of a person is determined."

The emperor is almost out of reach.

"The weather is cold and the Emperor's palace is as warm as spring, and it is better than the elderly in ordinary people's homes."

I'm afraid I can't survive this winter.

"He tried his best to do the iron ore matters. The tenth prince grew up and became much more stable, and he already had the demeanor that the prince should have."

The iron ore matter was made with his personal resources and strength, so he could hide such a big thing from the left. The tenth prince had already become a new king. When he was thinking left, he would be from the old minister of Long; when he thought right, he would be powerful and comparable to the imperial power.

Nan Zhaoxue felt a little sad, as if he saw the study in the capital, an elderly man over 60 years old thought about weighing the pros and cons, working hard for the government and state affairs, and doing everything he thought about, but he did not count his ending on the glorious side.

"He also said that when things were over, he would go out to Beijing and travel around and told me to be his guide."
Chapter completed!