Cao Ying got up early, had already finished washing, and went out to wander around. Seeing Jia Ren always washing his face, she asked, "Why are you so keen on washing your face?"
While rubbing the cloth for washing his face, Jia Ren said: "Most of those coffins are filled with rotten bones, so it doesn't matter. But sometimes when you encounter such treasures, the corpses are still rotting. When you lift the lid, the
The smell will make you vomit for three days and three nights. But you still have to reach in and take out those treasures... When I get back to the ground, the first thing I do is wash my face and rub it hard..."
Cao Ying's throat surged... He had never experienced this before, but he was still alive. He asked: "Reach out what you want?"
"Butt plug."
"vomit!"
During breakfast, Cao Ying looked at the fragrant cakes but did not touch them.
"This is fried in mutton oil. It's oily and very delicious." Yi Niang explained.
Sheep fat, lamb...sheep butt...sheep fart plug.
"vomit!"
Cao Ying covered her mouth and rushed out.
Yang Xuan wondered, "This is..."
How many months has it been?
"You shouldn't!" Yi Niang went over and tore off a corner of the cake and put it in her mouth, then roared, "Old Dog Cao, you can cook by yourself from now on!"
Arguing early in the morning can make people's blood flow smoothly, and watching from the sidelines is also effective. Yang Xuan found that he felt comfortable all over.
Cao Ying vomited and came to look for Yang Xuan again.
His face turned pale and he looked a little miserable, "Lang Jun, that old thief is quite capable, but what we are doing is a big thing. If he notices it accidentally..."
"Vote for the certificate!"
"What is the name certificate?"
"Ask him to kill one person, a member of the family with four surnames." Yang Xuan thought of Yan Cheng, "Kill a member of the He family."
"Go and watch." Yang Xuan stood up and went out.
Cao Ying's eyelids were twitching wildly.
He still felt chills running down his spine when he saw the old thief.
"How do you think your husband's future will be?"
The old thief was picking his teeth and praised: "The future is bright."
"Do you want to work with Lang Jun?" Cao Ying asked with a smile.
"Of course." The old thief follows Yang Xuan every day to eat and drink, and he has long since stopped thinking about his grave.
"A husband needs loyal people around him."
The old thief raised his eyes. He knew that those powerful people and aristocratic families had their own confidants, who could be called dead men. Anyone who didn't have such confidants would be embarrassed to say hello to others when they went out.
"The first batch of people who follow Mr. Lang will have no problem getting rich in the future. If not, they can still get an official position."
If Lang Jun succeeds in his rebellion, his subordinates will naturally become more powerful.
The old thief thought that those aristocratic families and powerful officials all had their own careers. As long as the staff around him were willing, it would not be difficult to become an official. He was a tomb robber, so the nobles would naturally look down on him. But Yang Xuannian had little promise, and there was no doubt that he would become famous in the future.
There was more light and longing in the eyes of the old thief... He always dreamed of being able to honor his ancestors, but what he dreamed about most was to be the leader of tomb robbers and to be an official... Who has ever seen a tomb robber to be an official? Just dream!
"You can still marry a wife!" Cao Ying added a bargaining chip.
The old thief who once stinked like a corpse and was unworthy of any woman said without hesitation.
"think!"
"Go kill someone."
Cao Ying smiled.
Outside the door, Yi Niang held the hilt of the soft sword and whispered: "Don't seek death!"
"good!"
The old thief said cheerfully: "I am just a scum wandering between the underworld and the human world..."
Yi Niang quietly retreated.
But Cao Ying thought of the time when Yang Xuan ordered him and Yi Niang to kill the leader of the He family's guards.
Submit your certificate!
Seeing how such a harmless man could have such tricks.
Thinking of how she had slighted Lang Jun in the past, even if it was only in her heart, Cao Ying still felt chills running down her spine.
"I've escaped death!"
Yang Xuan heard a piece of news during lunch.
"A steward of the He family died inexplicably at his mistress's house at noon. When he was going to the toilet, someone climbed in through the back window, stabbed him in the middle of the head with a bamboo stick, and drowned."
Bao Dong is back, so naturally he was the first to announce the news.
Someone sneered, "Let me refute the rumor. The horse in charge suddenly went crazy and threw him off. His neck was broken. He said he could look back and see his own back."
Hey!
Some people finished eating in a few seconds and then ran away.
Turns out he was right.
The student said triumphantly: "Later I saw that the horse had been given aphrodisiac, and it went crazy."
Some people are puzzled, "After taking aphrodisiac... the horse should also go to the horse to vent, right?"
The student sat down, picked up the chopsticks, and said, "It's a stallion."
The man was even more puzzled, "If a dog is in heat, it knows how to hug a person's leg and rub against it. Why can't the horse find a tree to rub against?"
The student sighed, "The stallions are all castrated."
What will a stallion do if he has nowhere to vent?
Everyone's legs tightened, and a tragic atmosphere emerged spontaneously.
Bao Dong lowered his head, "Someone is also selling medicine. What's the name of it...Rejuvenation Pill? This person is extremely shameless. I'm thinking about how to deal with him."
Isn't this the porcelain talk on TV?
Yang Xuan asked: "How are you bragging about that medicine?"
"A good man never bows his head."
Bao Dong glanced down and said, "Exaggerated."
"That's right."
Yang Xuan felt that this advertisement was a bit too much.
…
Every day at noon, Yi Niang goes shopping.
No carriage is needed, Cai Yiniang can fit several people in one bamboo basket.
"This mutton needs to be the tenderest."
The husband is still young and needs to eat the best mutton in order to grow tall and handsome.
"Give me the juicy ones, but not the ones with yellow spots."
At that time, the prince was deposed and his family was imprisoned. The concubine gave birth to a child. Someone suggested telling the emperor and the empress, maybe the emperor would be soft-hearted and let the prince and his family go.
Yi Niang raised her eyes and looked at the crowd in front of her, thinking of the prince's appearance at that time.
The prince was smiling. For the first time since he was deposed, he smiled so carefree. He reached out to touch the child's face, and then refused.
That child!
There was more tenderness in Yi Niang's eyes, and she even hummed a ballad.
Buy groceries in the East Market and buy fabrics in the West Market.
The husband's feet are in need of shoes, and no matter how thick the soles are, they can't withstand his wear. Go home and make a pair of shoes for the husband, and make them thicker.
She walked back carrying a full bamboo basket.
After leaving Dongshi, she walked straight to Yongningfang, and Yiniang took a shortcut.
There are many small alleys, and those who are not familiar with them will get lost.
Turn around and you'll find the main road. A beggar is sitting at the entrance of the alley, silently looking at the moss opposite.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, he lowered his head and looked at one of his dirty shoes. The other leg was no longer needed and was neatly broken off from the knee down.
A pair of delicate cattails appeared in the beggar's sight. He put his hands between his thighs and lowered his head almost to his chest. He listened to a pleasant voice and said: "It's hot, so don't run around. Also, keep your crutches."
Well, lest those bad boys or urchins take you away, how will you walk then?"
An oil paper bag was placed in front of him.
"Put it away, don't let anyone snatch it away. Also, here is a pair of shoes. It's not shoes that I can't bear to have, but your feet don't fit..."
A new shoe is placed in front of the oil paper bag.
"It's a bit big, but it's comfortable to wear."
After the catwalk came out of the alley, the beggar quickly raised his head and glanced at the back of the figure until it disappeared, and then he picked up the oil paper bag.
Inside were five loaves, enough for him to eat for a day.
The shoes are not big and very comfortable to wear.
He put his shoes in his arms and slowly ate the cake...
Yi Niang returned home and was about to prepare lunch. When she heard Yang Xuan's return, she went to the kitchen to look at the stewed bones, smell the aroma, and thought that if the husband ate these, he would definitely grow taller than the filial emperor.
"Your Majesty, I didn't do it on purpose." Yi Niang clasped her hands together, pretended to be frightened and bowed, then stuck out her tongue.
She walked out and heard Yang Xuan and Cao Ying talking in the back room.
"... Han Ying is now more arrogant in her actions. This is what this person is like. At that time, her business was just ordinary and she could only support herself and Wang Shun, so her smile was a bit humble. At this time, she
When you have money in your hands, you have confidence. This man! Money is courage..." Cao Ying coughed.
Yang Xuan's voice was very calm, without any fluctuations, "When I was in Xiaohe Village, my biggest wish every day was to have meat to eat, not to be scolded, and to have half an hour of free time. That would be the days of gods. But. But
After arriving in Chang'an, I now eat delicious food made by Yi Niang every day, live in a good bed, have a good quilt, and wear good clothes. But am I happy? Not at all. It can be seen that people's desires are endless and greedy. I understand, please
Let her come."
Han Ying is here.
This is her first time to Chenqu.
The person who brought her here was an old thief.
The door opened, and a kind-looking woman stood inside the door, with her hands in her sleeves. When she raised her head, an indescribable aura came towards her.
"Follow me." The woman turned around, her unyielding temperament making her a little dazed.
Outside the hall, Cao Ying, who was handing over the dividends to her, stood there, nodded and said: "Mrs. Han, your husband is inside, please."
Han Ying had some hallucinations, feeling that she was walking in the palace and was about to visit a noble person.
Stepping into the hall, Yang Xuan knelt down and sat at the top, looked at her with squinted eyes, and said with a smile: "Sit."
Han Ying sat down, calmed down, and immediately spoke.
"Yang Shuai, the Yuanzhou ramen business is good. I'm wondering if I can expand it, double it or... But I need to invest more money. I want to invest more. Of course, Yang Shuai is willing to invest more. I
I'm thinking... how about Yang Shuai also invests 30%? A promising young man like Yang Shuai will definitely rise to great heights in the future, which is enviable!"
Yang Xuan is now the delinquent commander of Wannian County and a student of the Imperial College. He succeeds at a young age and only needs a few words of praise. How can he still sit securely? With his gang around, those bad guys don't dare to make trouble, and a lot of troubles and unexpected expenses are saved.
.
Han Ying felt that her calculation was not bad at all.
Because she saw the corners of Yang Xuan's mouth raised slightly.
Then.
Knock on the case with your fingers.
In a tone that was unfamiliar to Han Ying, it was almost condescending.