Some things seem to be cheap, but once you want to try them, you will find yourself in a big deal. www.biquge.info Han Yue firmly believes that he is not a lover saint, and he does not have the ability to make a woman fall in love at first sight.

Ordinary girls still have to soak with their hearts, and they may not succeed in the end after exhausting the power of the wilderness. Now suddenly a beautiful nun jumped out and said that she had a husband and wife relationship with him, and he was not stupid, so he deceived the ghost.

Han Yue looked at Qingyue quietly, suddenly smiled, and said in a voice: "Girl, this marquis was born poor, and no one took care of him when he was a teenager, so his personality is extremely perverted. Hmph, I'm not afraid to tell you, when this marquis was young, he was a well-known prodigal, not only idle, but also liked to sell his daughter-in-law......"

The implication is that it is a warning to nuns to be careful, your purpose is too clear, and I don't eat the beauty trick.

What about long hair? What about your outstanding appearance, there was a shepherdessman who was no worse than you back then, and although my brother was moved, he didn't move.

How did he know that he tore his face so much, but Qingyue on the other side only smiled faintly, and suddenly put his hands together and said: "Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell, since the donor is perverted by nature, the poor monk can only give alms to feed you, so that you will not harm other girls again......"

I'm Cao, and this stupid white and sweet stupid girl? Listening to the meaning of this, it is clear that he wants to stick it to his body!

Han Yue rolled his eyes helplessly, turned around and said, "It's not early, this marquis still has to command the construction, and I don't have time to grind my teeth with you." ”

He shook his hand and walked down the embankment, helping a man who was carrying a large stone to hold it, and together the two of them worked hard to build the stone up to the dam.

The embankment is full of mud, a dignified lord just stands in the mud so casually, holding a sweaty person with both hands, this scene makes those monks stunned, Qingyue's eyes flashed slightly, and he turned back to the old monk Zhicao and said: "Master, he ......"

"Amitabha!" Zhi Cao whispered a Buddha name, sat on the river embankment casually, and said lightly: "The way of the sage, the mud can also sleep, and the brocade couch can also lie down, you can talk about the world with the emperor, and you can also carry a stone with the people." Qingyue disciple, you are bent on seeing the Sage, isn't the Marquis of Jingyang in front of you. ”

Qingyue Liu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and then she realized in her heart, she folded her hands and saluted Zhicao, and then Shi Shiran walked down the embankment, ignoring the mud under her feet, and helping a common person to carry stones.

"Good, good!" The old monk of Zhicao muttered softly, and his eyes slowly closed, as if he was asleep, and as if he was blessed by God.

Xu Buyan next to him stared at Qingyue coldly, and suddenly said meaningfully: "Your Buddhist family is so fast, you actually kidnapped the daughter of the Central Plains Luck in the door. Old monk, let me tell you, my junior brother pins on the infinite expectations of his family teacher, and advises you not to use beauty tricks. ”

"What is beauty? The pink beauty, the dry bones in the grave, are all the same in the eyes of my Buddhists. Qingyue had a relationship with the Marquis of Jingyang in her previous life, and she was the fruit of a husband and wife in this life, Xu Daoyou, you are in love. ”

"Hypocrisy! People live in the present, where is there a past life? Xu Buyan said coldly, he was not good at words, and he couldn't argue with the Buddhists who were good at wit, so he could only directly expose the essence of religion.

Zhi Cao smiled, the two shou eyebrows were windless, and they sat silently on the shore without talking.

Two thousand Xuanjia cavalry stood quietly, three hundred warrior monks also stood quietly, everyone turned their eyes to the young man under the river embankment, and occasionally went to see the Qingyue nun who was already covered in mud, Yu Chi Baolin suddenly sighed, and said greedily: "Our marquis has the ability, go to Liaodong to bring back a princess, and rob most of Goguryeo's treasury by the way." This time it's even better, hiding at home to build a dam, and someone is still sending money to give away, or a bunch of bald people. ”

This product was born in a family of military generals, and his father, Wei Chi Jingde, is a rough man, so don't expect the next generation to speak elegantly, the three hundred warrior monks looked at each other angrily, and one of them snorted coldly: "The Marquis of Jingyang is famous all over the world, why are all the people under his command who are so unrestrained?" ”

"Fuck your mother's fart!" Yu Chi Baolin didn't eat him, and scolded directly with a bull's eye: "You send women thousands of miles away, and we are not allowed to talk about it, you can leave if you are unhappy." Didn't our marquis say that he is not short of money, and he doesn't look down on your ugly nun ......"

"Senior Sister Qingyue is the best in the world in appearance, how dare you insult like this?"

"No. 1 in the world? Amusing! Yu Chi Baolin sneered and said disdainfully: "You haven't seen the Turkic concubine of our Hou Ye, that is the real eyebrows the first in the world!" ”

The old monk suddenly opened his eyes and said lightly: "The woman this donor is talking about, could it be the holy woman of the Tianshan Mountains?" ”

Yu Chi Baolin was stunned and said in confusion: "The Holy Maiden of the Tianshan Mountains? He turned his head and asked a Xuanjia cavalryman: "Is that concubine called You You?" ”

"The general, whose name is indeed Youyou, was once chosen by the queen to be a maid by her side. However, Mrs. You You was born as a shepherd girl, not the Tianshan Holy Maiden in the mouth of this old monk! ”

Yu Chi Baolin said 'um', turned her head and was about to speak, but the old monk Zhicao lightly pronounced a Buddha name, and said meaningfully: "I see!" Then he closed his eyes and ignored the crowd.

Yu Chi Baolin was bored, but this old monk was dozens of years older than his father, and he couldn't open his mouth to scold, so he could only throw fire and say to the cavalry: "Cheer up Lao Tzu, that is, there is a bird in Liaodong that wants to get close to Hou Ye, and you can shoot it down." Let this group of bald donkeys see the ability of the Xuanjia cavalry, our marquis doesn't need them to protect ......"

"Whoa!"

The cavalry responded with a bang and carefully guarded the river.

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Building a dam is very tiring, and in this era there are no construction machinery, so you have to rely on manual labor. Fortunately, Han Yue's reputation was high, and 50,000 people worked with him with iron heart, and no one complained.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, it was another day, and when the sun was about to set, a hundred and ten cauldrons suddenly set up on the bank of the river, and a rich aroma of meat gradually spread.

"Folks, that's all for today, let's call it a day and eat!" Han Yue was covered in mud, but he didn't care about walking up the river embankment, looked into a big cauldron, and then shouted at the top of his voice: "You are a dog, how many times has this Hou Ye said that you must stew half a pot of meat for dinner, what about the meat?" ”

A young man next to him rubbed his big hands honestly, and said with a sneer: "Master Hou, that marching meat is too precious, and now there are more than ten pieces in the pot, which is enough to eat and drink." ”

"Enough fart!" Han Yue scolded, raised his foot to the guy's buttocks, and snorted coldly: "The people are tired for a day, so you fool around with this bit of meat?" Hurry up and bring two more baskets over to stew, and there is one less piece of meat, and the marquis has picked your skin. ”

The man said with a sad face: "Master Hou, I really don't need so much meat, when we were in Hebei before, let alone eating meat, it was good to be able to eat enough bark." You alone pay for 300,000 people to eat and drink, and the villain is saving you some money. ”

"You're not saving me money, you're cheating me!" Han Yue kicked him lightly again, waved his hand and said, "Don't be long-winded, hurry up and carry the meat, this Hou Ye has nothing else but money, you can cook well as a man, and it is not your turn to worry about saving money." ”

The man smirked, then turned and shouted at one of his companions, and the two quickly brought a basket of marching meat and poured it into the pot.

Han Yue's move made the three hundred warrior monks stunned!