Zhu Ang said: "Wan Xixi, you don't want to put a pig's nose in an onion and pretend to be an elephant, others don't know what you are, don't I know yet?" You're nothing but a construction merchant, and you're posing as Jin Wuwei. ”

Wan Xixi said: "You give me less nonsense, take people." With a wave of Wan Xixi's hand, those Tang Dart Masters all rushed up.

Wan Xixi, a construction merchant, said: "Kill you idiot, you robbed me of my things back then, and today I want you to pay for it with your life." ”

Zhu Ang said: "Wan Xixi, you dare to touch me, do you know whose territory is here, whose restaurant is here, do you know who I am?" ”

Wan Xixi, a construction businessman, said: "I don't know. ”

Zhu Ang said: "This is Fei Xuechun's territory, and if you move me, it is equivalent to offending General Tang Zhangwei." ”

Wan Xixi, a construction businessman, said: "I'm so scared, I'll drink some wine, by the way, this kind of ten-mile peach blossom drunk is produced in Fei Xuechun's hometown of Yingzhou, I'm drunk, is it considered drunk?" If I move you again, it will be a brawl? ”

He did it more and more often. She tormented him in his mind all the time, and he couldn't help but daydream about her being tied naked in a wheat field, or cowering in the corner of his bedroom shivering like a frightened puppy, or getting lost in the forest after dusk. As a result, he was going to see her in person. He set out early to ride to the Earl's Castle, leaving his squire Walter in the woods to watch the horses, and then walked through the fields into the castle. He slipped in, found a place to hide, and looked out over the main building and the upper courtyard. Sometimes he had to wait a long time to see her. His patience was tested by bitterness, but it was unbearable to leave without catching a glimpse of her, so he always waited. By the time she finally showed up, his throat was dry, his heart was beating faster, and his palms were sweating. She's often with her brother or the feminine boss, but sometimes she's alone. Once, when he waited from early morning until late afternoon, she came to the well, fetched some water, and then took off her clothes and bathed. The thought of it ignites all over his body. When she raised her arms and rubbed soap in her hair, her two plump ** would vibrate up and down, provocative. When she pours cold water on her, she will**. There was such a large piece of curly dark ** between her legs, and when she washed it and rubbed it vigorously with her soapy hands, William couldn't control himself and leaked in his pants.

It hasn't been anything so good since, and she certainly doesn't take a shower in the winter, but there are still some interesting things. When she was alone, she sang and even talked to herself. William had seen her braid, dance, and drive pigeons off the battlements like a child. William secretly watched her doing all these little things, and felt that there was a feeling of control over her, which was wonderful.

Of course, she won't come out while the bishop and the monks are here. Luckily, they didn't stay long. They soon left the moat, and after a short time rode out of the castle with their retinue. Are they just here to see the scenery from the pheasant moats? If that were the case, they would have ruined the weather.

Before the two uninvited guests arrived, the steward came out early to get firewood. He cooks in the main building and will soon come out to fetch water from the well. William guessed that they could only eat porridge, because they didn't even have a stove to bake bread. In the afternoon, the steward would leave the castle and sometimes take the boys with him. As soon as they're gone, it's only a matter of time before Alena shows up.

When William was upset, he imagined the scene when she took a bath, and when he thought about it, he remembered it vividly and vividly. But today he could not rest easy, and the visit of the bishop and the vice-president seemed to spoil the scenery. Until today, the castle and the three people who lived in it had always been fascinating, but the arrival of these unmysterious men on dusty horses destroyed that effect. It's like being awakened from a sweet dream by a noise, and no matter how hard you try, you can't fall asleep.

For a while, he wanted to figure out the purpose of these uninvited guests, but he couldn't figure it out. However, he was sure of what they were planning. There is one person who can probably be analyzed: that is his mother. He decided to put Alena aside for the day and hurry back to report what he had seen to his mother.

The next evening they arrived at Winchester. They entered the city through the King's Gate on the southern wall and went straight to the courtyard of the cathedral. They broke up there. Wallen to the residence of the Bishop of Winchester - a separate palace adjacent to the cathedral courtyard. Philip went to visit the abbot of the monastery and secured a place in the monk's quarters.

After three days of travel, Philip felt that the calm and tranquil monastery was as refreshing as a summer fountain. The vice-president of Winchester, a fat old man with a childish face and a good attitude, invited Philip to join him for dinner at his lodgings. They ate and talked about their bishops. The vice-president of Winchester was clearly in awe of Bishop Henry, and bowed to him. Philip thought to himself that when your bishop is as rich and powerful as Henry, it is probably useless to argue with him. Despite this, Philip did not want to be held in the palm of his bishop's hand.

He slept soundly until midnight and got up to pray for the morning.

It was only when he walked into Winchester Cathedral that he felt awe for the first time.

The vice-president had already told him that this was the largest church in the world, and when he saw it, he believed that it was true. The cathedral is one-eighth a mile long, and many of the villages Philip has seen can be enclosed in it. The cathedral has two tall towers, one at the intersection and the other at the west end. The middle tower had collapsed thirty years earlier and was pressed against the grave of William Lufus, an ungodly king who should not have been buried in the church in the first place; But the tower was rebuilt. Standing at the foot of the newly renovated tower, Philip chanting the morning prayers, felt an infinite majesty and power in the atmosphere of the whole church. Tom's cathedral is much smaller than it is – if it could ever be built. At this point he realized that he was walking into the circle at the top, and he felt a wave of nervousness. He was just a boy born in a Welsh hill village, who had the privilege of being a monk, and today he had to face the king, what gave him that power?

After the morning prayer he went back with the other monks and went to bed again, but he lay there with his eyes open and worried. He feared that he would offend King Stephen or Bishop Henry by his inappropriate words and deeds, causing them to become angry with King Bridge.

(End of chapter)