Amidst the squeaking of the bed board, a young woman's melodious cry broke through the silence of the night, and then the sound disappeared again, leaving only a heavy breathing sound.
After a while, the breathing finally subsided, and a deep male voice came out, "Lu'e, I want to return to Beijing for my husband, what do you think?"
"Slave, listen to the master!" The woman panted and replied with a bit of coquettishness.
"It's just that if I go to Beijing this time as my husband, those traitors will probably be summoned back. By then, if you don't look up, I'm afraid you will be wronged again! Alas! Those traitors!"
"The slave is not afraid of being wronged! As long as the master treats the slave and Bao'er well, the slave will be satisfied!"
"Well! Don't worry, Lu'e! As a husband, I won't treat you badly! Also, as a husband, I want to leave Bao'er to his godfather to teach me. I wonder if you are willing to do so?"
"Master, do you know why I want Bao'er to recognize Uncle Yuwen as his godfather?"
"Isn't it to repay him for saving Bao'er's life?"
"Of course this is true, but it's not entirely true. I want the master to know that I have already heard about the reputation of Yu Wen Chenglong as a talented man! I can ask such a talented man to be my godfather, even if I only learn three points from his godfather.
With such abilities, our baby will have nothing to worry about in the future!"
"Oh? That boy is certainly talented in martial arts and a bit smart, but why didn't I know that he is also a genius?"
"Several lovesickness, in Chang'an. Luo Wei cries in autumn in Jinjinglan, the frost is desolate and the mat is cold. The lonely lamp is not clear, and I am heartbroken. I roll up the curtain and look at the moon and sigh. The beauty is like a flower separated by clouds. There is a long blue sky above, and there is green below.
The waves of the water. The distance between heaven and earth is so long that the soul is suffering. It is difficult for the dream soul to reach the mountains. The longing for lovesickness is heartbreaking."
"Master, what do you think of this poem?"
"Sauvignon Blanc is heart-breaking. Although this poem is a bit unruly, its literary talent is excellent! It couldn't be better! You said this, could it be written by that little Yuwen baby?"
"Years ago, I was going to the market to buy clothes for Bao'er. I met a singer singing on the street, and she sang this song. I heard the singer say that this song was composed by Yuwen Chenglong, the "Acacia Lang" in Chang'an.
.From that time on, I remembered the 'Lovesick Man'
Now that I have such an opportunity, I naturally want Bao'er to learn some skills from that 'Xiang Si Lang'. Even if he doesn't become an official in the court in the future, with this kind of literary talent, even if Bao'er only learns a tenth of it.
One or two, you don’t have to worry about getting a wife in the future!”
"Uh..., even if they are all called Yuwen Chenglong, the person in front of me may not be the so-called 'Lovesick Man'?"
"My master's words are not unreasonable. I thought so too at first, but after listening to my uncle teach Bao'er a couplet today, I no longer have any doubts!"
"Hmm! That's not bad!"
"Well, that's fine! That little Yuwen baby can be considered a civil and military figure, and he's quite good at teaching children, so let Bao'er learn skills from his godfather! In this way, even if it's just for Bao'er,
I can't believe that I'm going to fight my old bones and go out to do some hard work! I want to see what the depravity of the Sui Dynasty's court has become!"
"Bang! Boom!"
Just as Old Man Gao and his wife were lying in bed muttering, a muffled sound suddenly came from outside the hospital, followed immediately by the sound of weapons clashing, as if someone was fighting.
Having just finished having sex for a while, Old Man Goriot was still enjoying the afterglow of orgasm physically, and mentally he was also thinking about how to earn a bright future for his precious little son. It can be said that Old Man Goriot had never been that kind.
I felt so fulfilled and happy for a moment, but suddenly something troublesome interrupted Old Man Gao’s sexual life. How could this make Old Man Gao not angry?…
Fortunately, Old Man Gao was also a man who had experienced the world. He remained calm in the face of danger. He immediately waved his hand to cover his wife Lu'e who was about to speak out. While getting up and dressing, he whispered, "You go next door to take care of her first."
Bao'er, as my husband, I'll go out and see what's going on!"
After getting dressed neatly, the old man Gao Jiong took off his sword from the bedside and rushed out angrily.
When he came outside the house, Old Man Gao took a closer look under the dim moonlight, only to find that his son Baoer's cheap penis was wearing pajamas, holding a sword, and a man in black.
Face to face fighting in one place.
I don't know where the man in black came from. He is not very tall, and his whole body is covered in black, with only his two dark eyes exposed.
At this moment, the man in black wielded a steel knife with his right hand, creating a heavy cold light and shrouding Yu Wen Xiao Ma Gan'er.
Knowing that Yuwen Xiaoma'er was good at martial arts, Old Man Gao did not rush to rescue him. Instead, he looked around and didn't seem to find anything new. Then he turned around and looked at the two people in the field carefully.
"Huh? To be able to fight Yuwen Xiaowa all the way to Chengdu, this man in black is really good at martial arts!"
"Moreover, why does this sword technique look a little familiar? But, what kind of sword technique is it? Why can't I remember it at this moment?"
Just when Old Man Gao was suspicious, there was a sound of footsteps outside the courtyard, but it was Yuwen Xiaomaganer's two bodyguards, Qin Qiong and Xiong Kuohai, who came over with their weapons in hand after hearing the news.
"It's finally no problem now! No matter how good the man in black is, he can't afford to make any trouble!" Seeing this, Old Man Gao's heart completely fell back into his stomach, and he turned around and planned to go back to his room to take a look first.
Let’s talk about the situation of my wife and son.
In that compartment, Xiong Kuohai took the lead, relying on his tall people and large horses, and rushed into the backyard of Old Man Gao's house. With his big eyes widened, he immediately stared at the man in black.
"Hey! Where did the bad guy come from? If he dares to bully my young master, I will give him a stick!"
With a loud roar, Xiong Kuohai waved the two-foot-long copper stick in his hand, which was as thick as Bao'er's waist. He swept through thousands of troops and hit the man in black in the middle.
Although the man in black was not bad at martial arts, he did not dare to confront Xiong Kuo Hai's brute force and strange moves that could ignore his martial arts level! So he quickly withdrew his sword and stepped out of Xiong Kuo Hai.
Within the coverage area of Hai Da Stick.
In fact, not only did the man in black retreat, but even Yuwen Xiaoma Gan'er, who was the boss, had to fly out of the way when he saw this. Ge Yinxiong Kuohai's stick came down and enveloped the two people in the fight.
Go in.
Separating the two fighting men with a stick, Xiong Kuohai stepped forward and stood between He Yiren and Yu Wenwen Xiao Mang'er. He shouted angrily at the man in black, "What a thief, how dare you
If you act wild in front of my young master, is it because you are impatient?"
Although the tone was inquiring, Xiong Kuohai didn't really want to ask where the other party came from. Before the man in black could gain a firm foothold, Xiong Kuohai slashed his stick again and headed straight for the man in black.