The night breeze is slowing down, and Xi Xi is blowing.

This made more than a dozen torches burned on the bluestone square of Longyi Village straighten the flames and burned.

It invisibly reflects the outline of Longyi Village.

But the brilliance of a dozen torches was dimmed by the pink glow of the doors and windows of Wang's Villa.

The two kinds of brilliance, one strong and one weak, form a stark contrast.

In that dim light, there sat an emperor who had lost his fangs, and the emperor seemed to have melted into the night and became cold and silent, eerie?

Has the emperor been bitten by a poisonous snake and contracted a snake? Wang Langjun looked around the audience and his heart moved slightly, then turned to the left side of the door, looked at Lao Dou with a helpless face, and slightly tilted his head to signal Lao Dou to enter the house.

Wang Tai stagnated for breath, shook his head awkwardly, and grinned at the emperor when he turned around, then walked to the stone wall on the left side of the villa and sat down to enjoy the night.

The emperor slept on the bluestone square in Longyi Village, and should be on the side.

Otherwise, the emperor should be held accountable and killed.

This is the superiority of the imperial power, but the imperial power is completely ineffective against the son.

Is it incredible?

Lao Tzu raised such an excellent son worthy of his ancestors......

Wang Langjun had the intention to let Lao Dou enter the house to test the emperor's reaction and see how the emperor could pretend to be? It's a pity that Lao Dou didn't cooperate and broke the original intention.

But there are many ways.

For example, it's not bad to use Yang Zhao to stimulate the emperor... Yang Zhao, who was standing on duty on the left side of the gate, said, "Do you have anything to say?" ”

"Gongzi Xie cares about the minion, and the minion has nothing to say!"

Yang Zhao's body trembled, turned slightly, knelt on one knee to Gongzi, and saluted with fists.

Wang Langjun stared at his right face reflected in the light of the glass lamp through the door, nodded slightly, waved his hand and said, "Ou, you continue to transport wood, the more the better." ”

"Yes, Childe!"

Yang Zhao looked up in surprise and saw the smiling face of his son reflected in the light of the glass lamp, and a wave of anger appeared in his heart, so he gritted his teeth slightly and agreed.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves?

Perhaps it is the honor of his life to bow his head to a person who is above the emperor's head and do not suffer?

I only hope that my son can push this honor to the extreme......

Wang Langjun waved his hand in reply, turned to Jiang Wanting, who was on duty on the right side of the gate with a look of awe, and said in slight surprise: "You follow my son into the house for dinner." ”

"Ah, Childe, don't you ask the slave how many secrets the Turks have in their possession......

Jiang Wanting was stunned and trembled slightly, looked at the smiling face of her son in disbelief, her heart was skipping a beat, and she asked in a low voice excitedly.

Yuan himself was poisoned too deeply, fell into the control of the Turks, and became a slave to serve them.

I didn't expect death to come so quickly.

After they forced themselves to steal the jade seal from the palace and give it to them, they cut off the supply of antidote to relieve the toxic attack in their body, causing the toxic attack in their body to be on the verge of death.

Even so, he struggled with their surveillance and exploitation, hoping that they would give them an antidote to control the toxicity in his body and live.

However, they were intent on forcing themselves to become their playthings, and when they found that many Turks had died on the battlefield, they coerced themselves into killing the enemy for them, claiming that they had given them an antidote after the war.

But the poison in their bodies exploded, and they ignored it, and if they hadn't been rescued by their son, they would have died......

Wang Langjun walked into the gate of the villa, squinted at Cheng Yanjin, who was sitting on a chair next to the dining table to eat, and said to Jiang Wanting who followed behind him without looking back: "Today's Turks are dead and fleeing.

Without catching their main characters, there is no rush to ask them for their secrecy. ”

"Yes, Childe, I hope Xiao Tian can catch the leader of the Turks......"

Jiang Wanting followed her son into the restaurant as she spoke, and was immediately attracted by the food on the table, accompanied by the mouth, and swallowed her throat with a bang, why are these brightly colored delicacies so fragrant?

These delicacies are all made by Childe, how is this possible?

Wang Langjun saw his mother and younger siblings leaving the table and retreating, reluctantly looking back at the food on the table, a nameless anger arose in his heart, and he slashed down with a flower axe in advance, brother scared you to death.

"Puff"

The huge Xuanhua axe split the table.

"Ahh

Cheng Yanjin jumped up in shock, almost retracted his hand and was cut off by the Xuanhua axe, holding half of the chopsticks in his right hand, and retreated to the back and exclaimed.

How dangerous?

This arm was almost cut off by this kid?

It seems that this kid has no intention of keeping his hand at all?

He's so ruthless? Cheng Biting Jin was soaked in cold sweat and chilled all over his body, trembling and throwing away half of the chopsticks in his hand, in the voice of everyone in the room who erupted in exclamation, swallowed a mouthful of palpitating saliva, turned to Wang Langjun and said: "Your kid's hospitality is really ......."

"You wicked guest has no good intentions when he enters the house.

Now you are bullying the master to monopolize a table of food and eat and drink by yourself, regardless of the feelings of the master's family, you burned high incense before you died, what face do you have to talk about hospitality? ”

When Wang Langjun secretly pulled out the Xuanhua axe, he restored the round table top that was split in half, glanced at the undamaged plates on the table, and looked at Lao Cheng's slightly twitching face as he spoke, this face was really as thick as a city wall.

Although this is the embodiment of his self-familiarity and bold character, he is informal, which is very suitable for his brother's spleen and stomach.

But if my brother doesn't give him a little color to see, he will be unscrupulous as a lobbyist for the emperor, which is annoying.

The emperor's ambition was clearly revealed, and the emperor sent him to mess around with him in order to obtain the inheritance of the Heavenly Book in the Infinite Mountain......

"Goo-dong"

Cheng Yanjin looked at the food on the table and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, reluctant to look away, staring at Wang Langjun's cold cheeks, his lips twitched and said: "You said that my Lao Cheng is a villain, and I Lao Cheng smelled the fragrance of the food on this table and couldn't help but have a preconceived idea, right?"

But I Lao Cheng has nothing to do with the word villain.

Because the villain is aimed at outsiders, not his own family, so I Lao Cheng is not a villain.

It's just that Lao Cheng and your mother's father, that is, your grandfather, are inseparable friends......"

"Editor, this is all made up to my grandfather, how can my grandfather know a cheeky person like you?"

Wang Langjun sat at the west end of the dining table, waved his hand and asked Jiang Wanting and her younger siblings to continue eating, looking around between his mother and Lao Cheng, and cross-examined in confusion.

Cheng Yanjin didn't care, put aside Wang Langjun and turned to Wang Ma who was standing next to the decoration cabinet in the dining room, and asked with a smile: "Your grandfather Zhang Xutuo, Zhang Bo is your father, he is now serving under Li Jing, I don't know ......"

"You are a general of the imperial court, and you understand that women do not interfere in politics, do not lie, do not enter the military camp, etc., and women do not know how to deal with men.

Therefore, I don't know who my father has a relationship with......"

Wang's mother frowned and thought about it, she couldn't remember that her father had a relationship with Cheng Yanjin, so she bowed slightly and said.

Cheng Yanjin snorted a haha, waved her hand so that she didn't have to be polite, and asked with a smile: "You have a single name and a Ling character...... right?"

"Ah, how do you know?"

Wang Ma looked up at Cheng Yanjin in surprise and asked, The name of the woman's family is not known to outsiders.

In addition to the father's and mother's ancestors, the name of the boudoir is known to the elders of the husband's family and the husband, and after marrying the husband, he changed his name to Wang Zhang's family, and as for the boudoir name, it is only occasionally mentioned by the elders and the husband, and even the children do not know.

Even if it is a name engraved on a tombstone after death, it will not appear as a boudoir name.

This is the fate of a woman, she can't enter the family tree, except for serving a man is giving birth to a child, and the child doesn't know what the name of the mother is, and there is nothing left......