Fang Zheng and Xiao Wu walked on the way to the academy with great satisfaction. Xiao Wu was very happy. A few days after being promoted to Master Fang's personal servant, he was once again gloriously promoted to a senior person next to Master Fang.
A companion to a reading boy, similar to Zhou Xingxing, but the things he does are not as outstanding as Zhou Xingxing's.
Serving tea and water, beating shoulders and legs, laying paper and grinding ink, climbing over walls to look out for wind, everything has to be done. But Xiaowu still enjoys it. There is a future with the young master. They say that the young master is a Wenqu star, and if you follow Wenqu star
How many blessings can one have around him, not to mention that the young master is a generous man? No, within a few days, he became a book boy. Now, no one in the house is allowed to call him "Fifth Brother" when they see him? Now, we finally have to
I have become a person of the "Brother" generation. All this is thanks to the young master.
"Xiao Wu, tell me, why isn't there a beautiful woman on this street?" Fang Zheng walked for a long time and felt something was wrong. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that there was no beautiful woman walking around on this ancient street.
?It’s so easy to meet a woman, either an aunt who buys onions or an aunt who sells onions. Not to mention beauties, there are not even young women. The resources of beautiful women in ancient times are so scarce, what’s the point of me being a young master?
It's not like in the previous life, when the beautiful women all over the street wore less revealing clothes and did nothing all day long. Just squatting on the street and looking at them was extremely satisfying.
"Master, this... beauties embroider at home and usually don't show up." Xiao Wu replied cautiously.
Fang Zheng shook his head: "This is not good. We should encourage our female compatriots to go out and walk more. Life lies in exercise." It is said that since Mr. Fang was hailed as a literary star, he has not yet taken the exam, but he has learned to speak in a bureaucratic manner.
A typical villain who achieves his goals and inflates his ego.
"Ah? This... young master, who is going to advocate this?" Xiao Wu was a little scared. If the unattractive young master in front of him really had a whim and sent him door to door to knock on the door and ask all the beauties to come out and walk around, Xiao Wu was afraid.
He won't survive until the sun goes down.
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes at him and ignored him. This Xiao Wu is right, but his mouth is not very pleasing to the eye. Master, I am just talking casually. Will you die if you just nod and agree with me? I really think I am.
Is the young master so unconventional?
"Oh! You're going to die! Do you have eyes when you walk?"
Fang Zheng felt that he had bumped into a soft thing, and then a cry of pain came from his ears. He turned around to glare at Xiao Wu and forgot to look at the road. Fang Zheng committed an old habit before traveling through time.
He turned around and looked, hey, there are two girls. One of them, wearing a moon-white Confucian shirt, stared at Fang Zheng with wide eyes.
In the past, when watching TV, Fang Zheng felt amused when he saw those girls pretending to be men. The director was so good at pulling off the stunts. She was such a beautiful girl, with pretty features, red lips and white teeth. As long as she was not blind, anyone could see it. It's a pity that those on TV
The man was still stunned that he couldn't see how much he was trying to be a brother. He really didn't know whether to doubt the screenwriter's intelligence or the director's.
What's even more exciting is that if the tomboy who is disguised as a man has his hat cut off with a sword during a fight, or if he turns his back to the camera while bathing and has long hair shawl, then the male protagonists will suddenly realize, oh, it turns out to be a girl.
Isn't this nonsense? In ancient times, both men and women had long hair. How can you be sure that this person is a girl? Thai shemales are more beautiful than girls. Can you tell just by looking at the surface? They look similar. After all, they are just similar.
If there is one more Duulu, the nature will be completely different.
Just like these two girls in front of me, no matter how vividly they imitate men's words and deeds, the difference in physiological structure has deeply betrayed them. - The breasts of the two girls may not be tied tightly enough, and they are slightly bulging.
There are four hills. (Two per person, no more, no less.)
However, they themselves were not aware of it, thinking that the cover-up was flawless. There was a bit of playfulness and cunning in their eyes, as well as a little bit of pride after the trick was successful. Little did they know that the passers-by A, B, B, and D next to them were looking at them with strange eyes.
Look, people in ancient times were not as mean-spirited as shown on TV. They were all smart, except for these two silly girls in front of me.
"You brat, you don't have fucking eyes? What about you, what are you looking at!" The little girl is young, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with an oval face, a small cherry mouth, and long eyelashes that are slightly upturned.
There is a hint of stubbornness between his eyebrows.
It is undeniable that she is very beautiful, but her temper is so bad that she even curses. She is like a little girl who lived on the street in her previous life. Whose daughter is so untutored?
At this moment, the little girl was like a fierce little rooster, with her arms crossed and her chest straight out. The slightly raised hillock was almost reaching Fang Zheng's chest. Fang Zheng lowered his head slightly and carefully observed the shape of the hillock.
. Judging from his skill, which he has read all over the world and already knows in his heart, well, it should be a pointed bamboo shoot type, a bit small, but practical, which is the type that Fang Zheng prefers.
The little girl who was following him saw that Fang Zheng was staring too intently, so she timidly tugged on Xiao Jianshan's sleeves and said softly: "Young Master, let's go. Many people are looking at us."
Xiao Jianzhan flicked his sleeves and said loudly: "Why should I leave! I won't leave! If this brat doesn't apologize, I will never finish with him today!"
Everyone knows that Chinese people love to watch the excitement, and this problem is probably inherited from ancient times. After a while, Fang Zheng was surrounded by dozens of onlookers.
Xiaowu couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward: "How can you be so rude? Can't you just say it nicely?" Since being promoted to be a companion to a study boy, Xiaowu has consciously classified himself as a "gentleman".
Even though this polite man didn't know a word of it, he felt he was qualified to despise all uncivilized people.
Little Jianshan rolled his eyes: "Master, what's wrong with me being so rude? Who do you think you are? Get out of here! Call your master to come over and apologize!"
It's easy to apologize. It's easy to be idle. It's still early before the academy starts classes, and two beautiful little girls come to Fang Zheng's door for entertainment. Wouldn't it be too sorry for yourself if you don't tease them?
Fang Zheng looked carefree and said with a smile: "Oh, I'm really sorry, I didn't pay attention for a moment, where did I bump into you? How about I rub it for you?"
Before Xiao Jianzun could react, Fang Zheng suddenly shouted and said with surprise on his face: "Wow! You two brothers are not very tall, but they have developed their chest muscles so well. I admire you so much. How did you do it?"
Did you do it? I hope you two will give me some advice."
The onlookers laughed and looked at the two little girls with malicious eyes.
The little girl next to Xiao Jianshan immediately blushed with embarrassment after hearing what Fang Zheng said. She just wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in. Her little hands tightly grasped Xiao Jianshan's sleeves and buried her face behind her.
Xiao Jianzhan was so angry that he clenched his teeth and said angrily: "None of your business! You are a scumbag, if you continue to talk nonsense, be careful I will punish you nine tribes!"
Fang Zheng sneered and said: "Damn! Master, I was scared. Didn't I just bump into you? As for killing my nine tribes? Next time you pretend to be a man, remember to tie your breasts tighter to avoid being beaten.
People laugh at you for being unprofessional."
"You...you...you bastard..."
The little bamboo shoots stared at Fang Zheng hatefully with its big eyes, as if fire was about to burst out from its eyes, and its little fists were clenched tightly, as if it was threatening to punch him.
Fang Zheng took a step back, waved his hands with a smile and said: "Slow down, slow down, it's a busy place here, it's insulting to be polite."
The little girl next to her grabbed Xiao Jianzun tightly and said nervously: "Young... Master, don't do anything. There are many people here. If word spreads to the house, don't even think about it in the future."
The knuckles of the little bamboo shoot turned white from the pinch. Hearing this, he had no choice but to loosen his grip and stared at Fang Zheng. He said, "Remember today for me. If you hit my hand next time, I will kill you.
It’s so happy, even if I’m sorry for you.”
After saying that, he turned around and left. The little girl next to him made a face to Fang Zheng, stretched out his fist and made a few fierce gestures, as if to demonstrate, she was extremely cute and cute.
Not to be outdone, Fang Zheng extended his middle finger to her. The little girl didn't know what the middle finger meant, so she probably didn't mean it well, so she followed Fang Zheng's example and flashed her slender middle finger at him. Fang Zheng was stunned.
, and then laughed.
Xiaowu looked at the sky and said anxiously: "Master, stop playing, let's go quickly. It's getting late. If you are late on the first day of school, I will punish you again."