Although Yang Yanrong asked Pan Xiangyun to make a sitting toilet, what kind of life did he spend in these three days? Forget about sleeping. Can you still sleep sitting on the toilet? Even if you can sleep, but that thing
I don’t agree. As the saying goes, open the door wide for convenience and solve the worries of the back. The door of convenience is opened wide, but what about the worries of the back? Hehe. Eat? Let’s forget it. In this stinky place
If you can eat something in a dirty toilet, you can do it. You know, people in this era do not have the habit of flushing after finishing. Even for modern people, if you can eat in a modern toilet
If you have to lay down anything, then you can do it, you are awesome!
He couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, and when he thought about moving his muscles and bones, he hadn't even lifted up his pants yet, alas, here it comes again! Yang Yanrong felt that this was the end of the world, and would rather lie in bed with injuries all over his body than go back to the bed again.
Suffering this kind of pain. Thinking of this, his hatred for Murong Rong deepened. This woman is so cruel! If you cut me with a knife and it hurts, it will be over, but this matter, that is something that no one can do
Can you bear it? Revenge, I must take revenge.
Yang Yanrong finally walked out of the toilet. No, he was prepared. It should be said that he moved out slowly and step by step while holding on to the wall. When he saw the bright sunshine outside the toilet, he almost cried.
come out.
It's dark and inhumane! The only good thing is that the wound no longer hurts. What makes Yang Yanrong feel strange is that the wound has healed. What a strange thing! Since he can't figure it out, Yang Yanrong simply doesn't think about him. Anyway, this is a good thing.
Isn’t it?
There were too many people outside! As soon as he showed his head, he realized something was wrong with the situation!
There were waiters, tea servers, sweepers, cooks, and food delivery people. There were doctors, farmers, and scholars, men and women, old and young. Yang Yanrong’s face turned red. The most important thing was that he saw
Sang Yuchu, Zhang Keer, Yang Paifeng, the three brothers from Heifengshan, the seven brothers from the Yang family, as well as the old Linggong and Taijun Zhe of the Yang family, all came. Not only that, there were also a group of people around them.
A large group of armored soldiers, with red cherry blossoms floating on their chests, and polished weapons in their hands. Those with knives, those with swords, those with guns, and those carrying axes. There are really eighteen kinds of weapons, everything you want!
An old man wearing a purple and gold python robe looked at him coldly. The first thing Yang Yanrong sensed was this unkind gaze. He saw that this man was over fifty years old, with a cold and handsome face, and a row of long beard hanging straight down from his lips.
His hair and beard were all gray, but the aura of calmness and authority on his body made Yang Yanrong feel secretly in his heart. This person is not simple! And Pan Xiangyun was standing next to this person obediently, with an intimate look. Come to think of it,
, this person should be her father, Duke Pan Mei!
Sure enough, as the legend said, even though Pan Mei was old at this time, the grace that once captivated all the girls could still be seen on his face!
"Good morning, everyone! Have you eaten?" Yang Yanrong laughed a few times. Seeing that no one here came to pay attention to him, he secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and continued to talk: "Oh, today's weather is really good, the sun is shining.
, it’s really a good place to go out and socialize. As the saying goes: take advantage of the autumn to enjoy half a day’s leisure. Oh, by the way, I’m not in good health these days, so I have to go back and have a good rest. Goodbye everyone!”
Everyone present looked at each other, and even Pan Mei had a little trouble with this guy! I really don’t know how Yang Ye, who has always been rigid, gave birth to such a scoundrel son. Seeing that this kid wanted to run away, how could Pan Mei agree?
Then he snorted coldly and said: "What, you want to leave now? Come on, get it for me!"
Although Yang Yanrong was brave, he also knew that a good man could not stand against a large number of people, and his fists could not defeat four hands. When he saw four wolf-like soldiers about to pounce on him, but his father and his family were indifferent, he couldn't help but feel...
When he was angry, he glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw Yu Chu and Ke'er clenching their fists. It's better to be his wife! Yang Yanrong felt warm in his heart, and saw that the hands of the three brothers from Heifeng Mountain had been pressed on their weapons, and he felt in his heart
Even more gratified.
Pan Xiangyun was anxious and was about to speak out to stop him, but was stopped by Pan Mei's cold snort.
"Wait a minute!" Yang Yanrong shouted loudly. This loud shout was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, causing the ears of everyone around him to buzz.
Even Yang Yanrong was frightened by himself. He didn't know why he could make such a loud roar even though he was very weak. Sure enough, the four soldiers were shocked and looked at each other with confused eyes. They couldn't help but wonder.
frightened.
You must know that Yang Yanrong was a standard second-generation ancestor in his previous life. He was worth hundreds of millions. The aura of being a master naturally burst out when he shouted angrily. Damn, I have never experienced anything? Of course, except
war!
"This old hero with a jade tree standing in the wind, who is not angry and self-proud, has a dignified appearance, and is outstanding, and is respected by everyone in the world. Could it be that he is the invincible and invincible first general of the Song Dynasty, Dai Guogong, Mr. Pan? Hahaha,
My little brother, Yang Yanrong, has seen you here!" Yang Yanrong said with a smile, and as soon as he changed his previous color, he slapped you with a few flattery.
Pan Mei was stunned and almost laughed out loud, "You Yang Yanrong, Yang Balang! I really made a mistake. You are just a master of flattery. Hehe, Yang Ye, Yang Ye, you have wasted your life as a hero."
, it is your good fortune to have such a shameless son when you grow old!
"Huh! It's me!" Although Pan Mei pretended to be serious, she was really happy in her heart. Being called the number one general of the Song Dynasty by Yang Ye's son, wouldn't it mean that your father, Yang Ye, was also compared to
Got down?
"I have long heard that Mr. Dai Guogong is fair and strict, and enforces the law like a mountain. I admire you very much!" Yang Yanrong continued to talk nonsense with a smile.
"Hmph! As the Duke of the country, how can I do such things as favoritism and bending the law? Fairness and strictness, strict enforcement of the law, this is the emperor's clear instruction to our ministers." Pan Mei said lightly. At this time, his eyes were not as bright as before.
You are so fierce, and even Yang Yanrong is more pleasing to the eye. Huh, you are such a waste, how can my Xiangyun like you? It seems that I really misunderstood Xiangyun.
"Then I don't know what crime I have committed. Do you want the soldiers to arrest me on behalf of the Duke?" Yang Yanrong, however, straightened his face and shouted sternly: "It is fair and strict, and the law is enforced like a mountain. Can you do it? Mr. Pan, you are doing it in front of everyone.
Come on, please tell me." Yang Yanrong finished this sentence quickly and stared at Pan Mei to see how he would answer.