Daily life of a slave

Wenhu always felt that he was probably not lucky.

The country is destroyed, the family is destroyed, and the escape fails.

It's a coincidence that when he was young and ignorant, he was lucky enough to catch grasshoppers with this strong man who broke the city.

"Are you still distracted by now?"

Wei Cheng squeezed that beautiful face, perhaps irritated by the never-changing cynicism in those eyes, slightly exerting force with his thumb and index finger, the next moment his eyes narrowed in pain.

"A strong man sticks his teeth!"

Hearing these ambiguous words, the contempt in Wei Cheng's eyes became even worse. This person has always been a soft bone. He is willing to do anything to make his life more comfortable. Now he is kneeling aside and is about to be beheaded.

Wei Cheng forcibly turned Wen Hu's face to the side, where the emperor who was once aloof but now reduced to a subjugated slave was kneeling.

"Although your father is a bit of a jerk, he still loves you anyway. Now this old man is about to lose his head. Why don't you open your eyes and take a look?"

Wen Hu's face was pinched and deformed, and he looked no better than the disheveled emperor. The father and son looked at each other, and they both saw the embarrassment in each other's eyes.

"Old man, don't worry, if I'm still breathing, I won't be short of your paper money."

The old emperor shook his head with a smile. After his brocade clothes and jade robes faded, he was just a bad old man. This little bastard is alive... It is better to live than to die, and to waste a few mouthfuls of Xinchao's food can be regarded as revenge for him.

"Little brat, I don't have to let you stand in front of me at last."

The little bastard looked at the bad old man and smiled, and the bad old man looked at the little bastard and smiled. Both father and son were pressed down and kneeled on the ground, but their expressions were the same as when they were teasing crickets in the imperial study.

Wei Cheng was an eyesore.

As if what he got for his desperate revenge was nothing but a stupid joke, he kicked Wenhu aside, took off his sword and cut off the old emperor's head in front of him.

The hot blood moistened Wen Hu's face.

Pooh.

It's disgusting to drink.

**

The old dynasty just disappeared, and the new emperor occupied the palace, so Wenhu couldn't stay there, he was taken into the general's mansion by Wei Cheng, and he was familiar with this place. He wanted to come to be the prince's mansion after Ziburp fart, and the old man had always been generous to him materially.

"Remember? You used to come here to play when you were a child."

Wei Cheng was carrying Wen Hu like a chicken cub, Wen Hu felt that he was not lucky, which can be seen from his body size, Wei Cheng was only one year older than him, but he was so big that he could easily pick it up.

Wen Hu, whose feet were not touching the ground, looked at his arm, he felt that if he tried his best, he could lift Wei Cheng up, but the next moment, the grandson would fall like a shit.

"At that time, Ah Ling liked to run after your ass. Every time you came, he loved to cling to you, as if you two were real brothers."

Hearing this, Wenhu was a little sore, he twisted his head and thought for a while, and finally thought it would be better to remind him.

“你们兄弟相爱那叫乱*伦，要被族长拖出去揍成花卷儿。”

Wei Cheng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he bumped the thing he was carrying against the doorpost, making his head rattle.

Wenhu gasped, blood left and wet into his eyes, the pain was severe, he couldn't see what was in front of him clearly, and he was honest.

Honestly pack a sack, this person can't get hit even if he wants to hit it, isn't it, how stupid it is to hit a sack.

Wei Cheng had known Wen Hu's temperament for a long time, and when he thought of what this man had done before, the disgust in his eyes grew stronger, and he threw him to the ground, not wanting to look at him again.

"Come here, throw this trash into the yard of the handyman. Now the general's mansion is full of things and there are not enough manpower. If you have any dirty work, you can assign it to him. This man is lazy. If you can't handle it, just teach him a lesson." !"

"Yes!"

Wenhu was dragged away like a dead dog, the wound on his head was getting more and more painful, he couldn't open his eyes, so he could only continue to pack the sack.

Bang bang bang, there are many hurdles from the front door to the handyman's yard, and he is covered in bags all over. Sure enough, he should have removed all the steps of the gate fence earlier. How nice it is to be clean everywhere. When it's colder, just splash some water on the ground and you can go skating.

**

The old housekeeper came to Wenhu with a set of flimsy handyman's clothes. It's cold now, and they are new to the capital. Cotton clothes and trousers are not enough, so how can they care about such a small thing.

No one cares about freezing to death.

"Put it on, the suit on you is not suitable for work."

The old butler is an old man from Duke Wei's mansion. If he hadn't followed the young master back then, he probably wouldn't be alive now.

Hundreds of people were killed in the whole house, these beasts!

The old butler threw his clothes on Wenhu's face, still not relieved, he went over with his old legs and kicked him.

"Get up! Don't pretend to be dead!"

Wenhu wiped his eyes, although he still felt a little uncomfortable, but he would probably be kicked if he didn't get up, so he had to stand up honestly and change his clothes.He looked up at the old housekeeper, and then again, but was stared back fiercely.

An old man who doesn't repair himself, and a young man who changes clothes and looks around, is shameless.

Wenhu quickly stripped himself clean, and wanted to put on clothes quickly after stripping, but he didn't wear the servant's clothes, which seriously affected his normal performance.

You're a shameless person, and you use clothes that don't match your professional qualifications to deal with him, how many times you'll be looked at for nothing!

The old housekeeper originally wanted to humiliate Wenhu, they didn't have any good things in the royal family, they looked like dogs when they were young, they were so cute, but they just rolled their eyes at the wolf, and the Wei family didn't even dare to fart when they were in trouble put.

Their young master and this beast grew up together!

This little bastard was the old bastard's most beloved son. If he stepped forward, he would at least be able to save the young master, but... it's gone, hundreds of people in the Duke's mansion were killed, not even scum left.

"Mo Mo Haw is like a bitch..."

The old butler hated this little beast, and originally wanted to take advantage of his suffering to beat the dog in the water, but he was dumbfounded by Wen Hu's exposed body after he cleaned himself up.

The whole back is covered with hideous scars, some are old, some are newly healed, look... like the creases on a steamed stuffed bun.

"what happened?!"

The old butler stayed in the Duke's mansion for a long time. At that time, this little bastard always liked to run between the Duke's mansion and the palace. He also watched the little devil grow up. The little devil has been favored since he was a child. How could anyone dare to hurt him? into this? !

Wenhu finally figured out how to wear the servant's clothes, and after a flash of inspiration, he put the clothes on his body with lightning speed.

perfect!

Turning around and seeing the stunned old housekeeper, Wen Hu blushed, twitched, and said softly:

"I'm not interested in old people, you'd better find someone around the same age."

The old man is old, and he has to be tactful when he refuses, otherwise he will ascend to heaven in a rage.Wen Hu said euphemistically, and the old housekeeper also accepted euphemistically, probably because of embarrassment, the old face was flushed, and he gritted his teeth for a while before running out.

The old butler didn't feel bad, not at all.How can he manage so many dirty things in the royal family, which dynasty and generation are not a mess?The little brute was a jerk and he knew that was enough.

On the other hand, whoever likes to take care of it.

He is from the Wei family, and he only works for the Wei family. He knows who is sorry for the Wei family!

The young master is Yemenerqing!