Duan Shaojun returned to his residence near the Golden Horde, sipped fragrant tea, looked at the Tang Dynasty books that Li Youwen had given him as entertainment books after appreciating them, reading and criticizing them.

The scripts of this era are too reserved, without a trace of explicit description, not even a little sexual innuendo. Or that Tongdan is involved in this aspect of the plot, and he will always make up some verses in the clouds.

Using a metaphor or metaphor for this infatuated man and woman OOXX, it is boring to watch. In Duan Shaojun's eyes, even Jia Pingwa's abridged version of "Waste Capital" is like the difference between popular science books and ******** H literary masterpieces.

Duan Dagongzi, who is good at complaining, appreciates it while maliciously criticizing the content of the script, from the writing of classical Chinese, to the printing style, and even the material of the paper, all of which have become the object of the idle Duan Dagongzi's complaints.

A vote of pro-soldiers who were originally squatting in the camp tent while bragging and farting were complained by Duan Dagongzi and turned out to be defeated, and the only one who could stay was Qi Da, the leader of the pro-soldiers.

"Childe, what's wrong with you, isn't there something that makes you so uneasy?" But no matter how open-minded Qi Da is, he can't help Duan Shaojun's nagging method.

"Me? Uneasy? Jokes, I'm restless, I'm harshly criticizing such an inferior script, it's completely a spiritual poisonous weed, it's easy to mislead people's children, I'm concerned about the construction of spiritual civilization in my Datang......"

Duan Dagongzi resolutely refuted Qi Da's words with righteous words, and also put on a posture to carry out profound ideological education on Qi Da, in the hope that he would realize his mistakes.

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"Oh, my belly, that son, you slow down and criticize, the small one has to be convenient and convenient, I'm sorry." In the end, Qi Da, whose eyes were blackened when he heard it, couldn't resist Duan Dagongzi's intense bombardment complaints, and felt that if he wanted to continue to stay in the tent, he would definitely not be able to breathe fresh and free air happily.

Duan Shaojun called out when Qi Dalin went out, but as a result, not only did he fail to stop the goods, but he ran faster like a ghost.

Looking at the flickering curtain, Duan Shaojun angrily raised a strong middle finger in the direction of the curtain to express his inner indignation.

Then the words in his hand were thrown aside with a dull face, and the original lazy love gradually receded, replaced by a dense cloud on his face.

It seems that the Golden Horde court of the Qihu people is really not their blessed land. Up to now, it has been almost seven or eight days since he came here, and Mo Li's pneumothorax is close to healing, but his return journey is still far away.

The Yan clan promised Duan Shaojun that after he was sure that Mo Li Khan had recovered, he would definitely let Duan Shaojun leave. But at the same time, the Yan family actually hinted to Duan Shaojun very vaguely.

If Duan Shaojun can stay, stay in the Golden Horde's court, and serve His Majesty, then she, the mother of the Tukun prince, will be very happy, and will personally explain it to her own son.

Alas, Duan Shaojun finally felt that it was not a good thing that he had too much talent up and down, at least he was being rushed to fight for it like now, and that feeling was so similar to the feeling of the Qingqi people who stood on the auction table for the first time and were bid by an old hooligan to win the first night.

Nima, anyway, this feeling makes Duan Shaojun, a pure man, very tired. Fortunately, there are still some days before the "welcome", and I hope that Mo Li Khan's illness will not recur, so that he can leave the Golden Horde court smoothly and rush back to Totuohai.

Then he led a deed, and the barbarian beat the gong, beat the drum, and went to greet his bride with a smile.

I don't know what happened to Li Youwen, and whether it was handled by the way. Although Duan Shaojun is very clear about Li Youwen's character, since he said it, he will definitely do it.

But who can guarantee that there will be any accidents and appearances along the way? In later generations, there will be such a clause in the terms of insurance companies at every turn, due to force majeure reasons......

Duan Shaojun doesn't want strange things to happen, such as when today's son suddenly hiccups, or Li Youwen suddenly stumbles on the gentle avenue, in that case, he may only continue to gnaw on the sheep's bones hard, humming an alien tune and feeling the Su Wu-style ascetic career.

After thinking about it, but he couldn't wait for the news of the return of the little senior brother Jian'an, Duan Shaojun finally couldn't support it and fell asleep in a daze.

Until early in the morning, Duan Shaojun still couldn't see the figure of the little senior brother Jian'an, and Duan Shaojun's heart was a little more uneasy, but on the surface, he covered it up very well.

After washing and dressing as usual, he picked up the mutton soup, chewed the scones, and squatted with a group of personal soldiers to brag and fart.

At this time, Xu Zheng and the others were spitting and chatting about the difference between the women of the Tang Dynasty and the women of the Qihu and the Western Regions, and even the Persian orchids.

Not to mention this hooligan, even Xu Qing also pretended to be an old driver, and from time to time refuted all Xu Zheng's ridiculous remarks.

The relationship between the two is very strange, once something happens, the two will definitely stand on the same front, and they are definitely comrades-in-arms who can rest assured that they will hand over their backs to each other.

But in normal times, these two guys are like two aggressive roosters, no matter how good they are, they will not give up, and Xu Qing is a little more eloquent, but Xu Zheng, the scoundrel, is a little bit higher in force.

So whenever he can't take advantage of the quarrel, Xu Zheng, who is embarrassed and angry, will try to take advantage of his fists and feet.

However, even if the two of them beat their noses and swollen faces the first day, they were able to squat on their shoulders and squat on their shoulders early the next morning.

For their strange friendship, in the eyes and perspective of Duan someone's thousand-year-old eyes, it is almost basic, hmm...... Forget it, I'm still watching quietly, it's better not to say it, so that after these two strange pro-soldiers hear it, if the real situation germinates, maybe the idea of picking up soap really comes up, then it's too dirty and terrible.

Duan Shaojun didn't want two more outstanding Theban Holy Legion warriors in his personal army, hmm...... If you don't understand, you can ask Du Niang.

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"What can it be? Could it be that someone fell in love with the ****** girl on this grassland and wanted this son to be a matchmaker for him? After listening to the argument that these two people had no nutrition at all for a long time, Duan Shaojun sighed with satisfaction, put down the soup bowl and said to these two guys.

"No, our brothers are all people with normal vision, these Qihu barbarians are men and women, they all have a smell of sheep, they marry home, and they smell sheep every day, so they can't live anymore." Xu Zheng flicked his poisonous tongue and shook his head with disdain.

Xu Qing also thought deeply, and put on a posture that I am the son of the world, in fact, it was more like a little white face in a commotion, and Duan Shaojun wanted to kick it over, damn, he had just eaten enough, what if he vomited this son?

Xu Qing, who felt very good about himself, cleared his throat, shook his head and said: "If you want to marry these Qihu women, it is better to directly spend money to buy a Persian Hu girl to go back to be a concubine, although the skin is a little rougher and the skeleton is a little bigger, but the figure of one or two is definitely much stronger than the small body of those Jiangnan women......

Xu Zheng hurriedly interjected and said: "Yes, yes, those Persian bearded girls are definitely fat buttocks and big breasts, one or two are tall and strong, and they will definitely be able to give birth to a bunch of big fat boys......"

The corners of Xu Zheng's mouth were almost saliva, and his eyes were shining with golden light, so that Duan Shaojun really wanted to kick it over.

I don't want to, those pro-soldiers actually look like they all feel the same way, and even a few of them laughed lewdly there, as if they were still reminiscing about the taste of those Hu girls in the Western Regions in the entertainment city.

Don't these fools know that the women there, even if they are the bathing girls who rub people's backs, have been carefully selected?

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