The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

Zhao Hao: "Good guy!"

After Yang Wanli said this, his face couldn't help but feel a little hot.

He suddenly remembered a story his mother told him when he was a child.

It is said that a little old man was crossing a river with an ax and accidentally dropped the ax into the river. The river god appeared, took out a golden ax and asked the little old man if it belonged to him, and the little old man said no.The river god took out a silver ax and asked if it was right, and the little old man said no.Finally he took out an iron axe, and the little old man said yes.

Finally, I would like to say that I am really an honest little old man.

Yang Wanli felt that Zhao Hao might regard himself as this little old man.

Isn't this humiliating?

So he quickly explained: "The book of poems you sold, a hundred or so capitals are mine!"

Zhao Hao was shocked: "Good guy! So it's all yours."

Yang Wanli: "Hiss..."

It seems that the logic is even more chaotic, more than 100 iron axes are mine, so am I still a little old man?

Zhao Hao had already guessed Yang Wanli's identity. Except for the first 40 or so poems in that collection, which he copied by himself, and the last one was written by Jiang Zhiyu, all the others were picked up from the corner of his big study, and it was It was put together with the black-faced man's book of war.

Yang Wanli...

Just now I was only thinking about the poet in my previous life.

But he didn't remember that Lao Yang's name was Yang Qianli...

Good guy!

No wonder this person's star is so weird!

Zhao Hao laughed loudly: "This matter is my fault, tell me how I should compensate!"

Yang Wanli scratched his head. Although he said that Zhao Hao should return more than 100 poems to himself, he still knows how good his poems are.

Even if Zhao Hao dared to return it, he might not dare to accept it.

For a while, I was really a little tangled.

Zhao Hao smiled: "How about this, I will announce it to the whole city, these more than 100 poems are all yours."

Yang Wanli turned pale with shock: "If you can't do it, you can't afford to lose this person!"

Zhao Hao asked again: "Well, these more than 100 poems are considered a dark loss for you, and the two poems I read just now are given to you!"

Anyway, I copied it from one Yang Wanli and returned it to another Yang Wanli. It sounds like there is nothing wrong with it.

"Ah! Is there such a good thing?"

Yang Wanli was ecstatic, but soon realized that something was wrong. He returned all the more than 100 iron axes to himself, and also gave him a gold and a silver ax as gifts.

Am I still a little old man?

He was a little hesitant: "Or it's still counting..."

Zhao Hao interrupted with a wave of his hand: "You and I are destined to meet each other. What's wrong with giving you two poems? From now on, these two poems will belong to Yang Wanli!"

It used to belong to Yang Wanli, Zhao Hao added silently in his heart.

Seeing his sincerity, Yang Wanli was moved and excited at the moment, raised his glass and said, "Okay! It's rare that we brothers hit it off so well. I respect you with this glass of wine, and it will be counted on your account!"

"it is good!"

The two clinked glasses and drank the wine in the glasses.

Zhao Hao said to the little girl: "You go down first, good wine and good food to greet you, and go to the opposite private room to call Lao Yang over, it's not appropriate to just sing!"

"Yes!"

The little girl responded helplessly, and pulled her hand out of Yang Wanli's after several times of pumping.

I always felt worthless for the boss in my heart. Two good poems and a table of good wine and food were given to such a person.

not worth!

Anyway, she felt that this person, like Lao Yang, was not a good person.

After a while, Lao Yang reluctantly came.

Zhao Hao asked with a smile: "You two come to get acquainted."

really.

Lao Yang stared at Yang Wanli and was stunned.

Yang Wanli felt uncomfortable being stared at, and shrank back: "Who is this old man?"

Lao Yang's lips trembled: "Wan, Wanli?"

Hearing this voice, Yang Wanli also froze for a moment. He stared at Lao Yang's face for a long time, and suddenly couldn't hold back: "Brother! Why are you so old?"

"Million miles!"

"elder brother!"

The two hugged each other and cried.

Zhao Hao stared at the two brothers, thoughtful.

In the past, Lao Yang said that he was 40 years old and he still didn't believe it, but looking at the current situation, I am afraid it is true.

For a long time.

Lao Yang scolded: "Why didn't you go to Zhenguo Mansion first when you came back, why did you come to visit the brothel first?"

Yang Wanli frowned: "Aren't you also visiting brothels?"

Lao Yang pointed at Zhao Hao: "I'm the master's lick now...Your master's bodyguard, you think I'm visiting a brothel, but I'm actually working."

Yang Wanli took a deep breath: "I didn't expect you to come to the Zhen Guo Mansion, this job is really hard..."

"Tell me quickly! When you came back this time, did you draw a map of the wild west?"

"That's inevitable!"

"Then why don't you go back to Zhen Guo Mansion first?"