100 ways to be a scumbag boss

"Your Majesty." It was embarrassing to be caught so openly distracted.

Liu She naturally knew that Huo Jingheng was not in a good state right now. He must be thinking about the person at home with his appearance, but seeing him like this made him feel really uncomfortable.

Today's Emperor Wu seems to be suffering from a serious illness. He keeps these ministers discussing affairs from day to night, and even lets them stay in the palace at night.

Emperor Wu had no other intentions. The main reason was that he didn't want Huo Jingheng to go back.

But Huo Jingheng was so stubborn that he still wanted to go back after the end of the year.

Emperor Wu couldn't force him to stay. After all, the reason given by the other party was that his fiancée was timid and would definitely wait for him to come home. If he didn't go back, he might not be able to sleep well, so he had to go back many nights.

In fact, Jinhuan did not sleep. When she did not need to digest energy, she did not need to sleep at all.

He took his servants to play hut.

Jin Huan is used to having fun for herself, and she doesn't care about this person's identity. As long as she can make herself happy, she is willing to play with him.

The few people who played with her were clever and smart. It was late at night and the courtyard was still laughing.

When everyone saw Huo Jingheng coming back, they excused themselves and dispersed.

After the person left, he picked up Jin Huan and carried her into the house.

She rested her head on his arm drowsily.

Huo Jingheng finally finished what he had been thinking about for a whole day, although he was not entirely happy.

But she also has to take care of her body.

Lifting a strand of her hair: "Huan'er, His Majesty wants to go to war. Do you want to join the army?"

"think."

"Follow me to the border, but you'll have to endure hardship."

She was too tired to open her eyes, but she hugged him tightly subconsciously: "Wherever A Lang goes, Huan'er will follow."

Although I didn't want her to suffer, I was still happy to receive such a word from her.

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Huo Jingheng's favorite weapon is Lin Shu.

Jinhuan pulled it open and found that this thing was stained with a very strong smell of blood. It had killed countless people and was very violent.

Weapons have spirits. If there is an opportunity, ordinary soldiers may be able to give birth to weapon spirits.

When Huo Jingheng saw her standing in front of Lin Yan for so long, he walked over and took off the weapon: "I'll teach you how."

"Okay."

She never hesitates to spend time learning about things she is interested in.

Huo Jingheng's moves are a style of their own. It can be said that they have no aesthetics, but they are very practical. They are simple and unpretentious, but full of murderous intent.

Few girls are good at wielding swords and guns, but one is willing to teach and the other is willing to learn. Under the crabapple tree in this garden, even the wind is sweet.

"Put your feet farther apart, and the horse's stance should be steady. The arms should be at the head here, and yes, the shot should be quick."

Huo Jingheng felt that he had never been so patient. After all, he shouted at the top of his lungs during military training. There was no time when he was gentle and considerate. He was even afraid that she wouldn't understand, so he even broke down the movements bit by bit to teach her.

"Alang, you compete with me."

"I'm not fit to fight you."

"Are you afraid of hurting me? I'm not afraid. Come on!"

"I'm afraid, I don't want you to get hurt."

In the end, Huo Jingheng still didn't fight with her. The commander ordered Huo Jingheng to only point his sword at the enemy, and any move would result in blood!

Jinhuan had learned a little bit, and Huo Jingheng didn't spar with her, so she really didn't know what her level was.

So while the man was going to court, she took Lin Yan to the school field and asked his soldiers to fight with her.

When had this group of people ever seen such a charming and beautiful woman, and now she was talking to him politely, and every one of them was stammering before they were beaten, and they were all on the same hand and foot.

"Can you do it?" Jin Huan was unhappy, and there was no one who could hit him.

The young soldier who was fighting against her was so anxious that his face turned red. He could tell that Jin Huan was a little angry, so he could only tremble with his hands and wipe the nosebleed with his sleeve: "I, I, I can do it, you , don’t be angry, it’s okay to scold me, don’t, don’t be angry!”

"I won't scold you, come on."

But as soon as Jinhuan rushed over with Lin Hao in hand, the faint fragrance of his daughter also floated over, and the man's mind suddenly became confused.

Don't tell me what to do, you damn it, I don't even want to hide, come on, kill me, and give Miss Jinhuan some entertainment!

Of course, that was a joke, but he did lose his ability to react.

The head of the sword in his hand was picked up by Lin Zhang who was enjoying himself.

"Be serious!" When she spoke in a hurry, she acted like a coquettish person, and even when she frowned, her naivety showed.

After it was over, the man fainted first, his heart beating too fast and he couldn't bear it.

Jin Huan was disappointed and went back to the yard languidly, feeling a little unhappy.

After Huo Jingheng came back, the housekeeper came to report the incident.

He found it funny and went to find her with a jar of Jiu Yingchun wine.

The little girl is sitting under the crabapple tree. The red flower tree matches her dark red dress very well!

Place the wine jar on the table.

Come over and pick someone up.

She also hugged his neck obediently.

"unhappy?"

"Ok!"

"You don't need to know these things, Huan'er. As long as I'm here, you won't need to pick up a weapon to fight with others."

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