Syndicate Growth Manual

Ai?Zhao Yuan stared blankly at a certain father.

Zhao Chen suddenly wanted to tease his son.With his rough fingertips, he rubbed his son's pink earlobe, and then slid along the young man's slender neck all the way to his thin chest, touching the pink cherry-colored little flesh on one side.The rough touch makes the sensitive little spots quickly change from soft and tender to hard, round and very cute.

This almost flirtatious technique made Zhao Yuan's mind go blank for a moment.He opened his phoenix eyes wide and stared at his father's hand stiffly, falling from his earlobe to his chest. The place he passed was like a line of fire being ignited, hot and scalding, numb and itchy... until his father's hand The big hand gently scratched the thin muscles in the lower abdomen, and he whimpered, and couldn't help puffing out his stomach.

Zhao Chen's deep laughter rang in his ears.

Only then did Mou Yuan realize that he had closed his eyes unknowingly.He hurriedly opened his eyes, and found that his father had already bent over, with his broad chest pressed against the tip of his nose, and his firm arms supporting the side of his head, completely wrapping him in his arms.

"Father..." Zhao Yuan stretched out his hand to push in a dizzy state, and heard himself calling softly.

Zhao Chen leaned sideways and put his arms around his son, watching his cute reaction with great interest.He grabbed Zhao Yuan's claws that resisted him, and together they went under the opponent's body, and as expected, he found that his son's little sparrow had raised his head slightly, showing a reaction.And Zhao Yuan felt the familiar yet unfamiliar hardness in his hand, and suddenly woke up as if a basin of water had been poured on his head.

He sat up abruptly, looked down at Xiao Yuan standing up in his crotch, then looked up at his father, and grinned stupidly: "Father, you can no longer call me a hairless little brat! Haha Ha ha!"

Zhao Chen propped his face to the side, and lazily looked at his son's stupid look: "Tell me honestly with my father, did you drink secretly?"

Uh--

Zhao Yuan's "adult" joy was swept away, and he looked at a certain father with a guilty conscience.How do you know this?No, he rinsed his mouth and chewed vanilla leaves before he came back!

"No, no! I didn't drink secretly!" He looked around and said to him, pointing at Zhao Chen and said angrily, "I haven't settled with my father yet, why are you teasing me like that, I'm only 11 years old! You are a good young man who ruined the minors of our Zhao country! Fortunately, he specially brought hot food to honor you, I am so disappointed!"

This is really a thief crying catch a thief.Zhao Chen almost laughed angrily, took a bite of Zhao Yuan's jabbing paw, and then stretched out his hand teasingly to flick his bird.

"If you hadn't drank strong alcohol secretly, would you be teased by Father so easily? There is no taste in your mouth, but there is still on your neck!"

yes, is it?Zhao Yuan covered the little bird and tried his best to smell it with his nose up, and there was indeed a faint smell of alcohol.It must have dripped on his neck when he was forced to drink alcohol by those gangs, what a wise man is sure to miss.However, he was only depressed for a moment, and then he leaned down next to Zhao Chen and said excitedly: "Father, what I drink is chicken crowing wine, that's the wine that's made today, and it will be cooked tomorrow when the chicken crows"! I think it is better The spring wine we drank before is more refreshing and not easy to get drunk, and when the summer is hot, we can occasionally have a drink with the soldiers to satisfy our hunger!"

Zhao Chen looked at him amusedly: "The chicken crowing wine is not common in the Northland, you have never drank it before, so you think it is rare. I thought it was strong wine, but you bought this, the bearded man must have complained a lot." .”

"How did you guess that?" Zhao Yuan was quite dissatisfied when he thought of this.The store saw that he was a small child, how could he sell him spirits!This jimingjiu tastes like that kind of light beer, the freshly brewed one. He thought that there is roast meat anyway, so he can make do with it. Who would have thought that those old alcoholics with big beards would drink up the beer like water? , and gave him several sips.

Zhao Chen smiled without saying a word.Has been a soldier for many years, who is not an alcoholic?When marching in the harsh winter, you can only keep from getting sick if you drink a few sips of spirits from time to time. There is even a saying that "food increases the spirit of poverty, and wine strengthens people's courage". If you work hard after drinking, you may be able to save your life in the chaos , cut off a few more heads to gain some military merit.Even those who don't know how to drink anymore can drink a pot without changing their expressions after being a soldier for five or ten years.

He brought over the dishes wrapped in oil paper, and Zhao Yuan and I ate them all in one bite.

The afternoon is the most leisure time of the day in the barracks. Because there is no shelter on the grassland during the day, you can know what is going on at a glance, and you can't even hide a shadow, so Quan Rong never picks this time to deliver it to your door.

Zhao Chen shunned his drowsy son lying on his body, and couldn't help but think of the things that Lu Hui mentioned with him as if talking and laughing.Naturally, Lu Hui seldom talked or laughed with him.

"Anu?" he called out in a low voice.

Zhao Yuan opened his eyes in a daze and stared at him.

"Ok?"

Zhao Chen thought for a while and asked softly, "Do you like Wei Yan?"

Wei Yan...Zhao Yuan shivered and woke up immediately.

He rested his chin on a certain father's chest muscles, and looked at him in confusion: "Father, why are you asking her?"

Zhao Chen said slowly: "That girl, you have obviously taken a fancy to me, of course I have to ask you what you think... Wei Yan's family background is not as good as that of Fan's family, but at least there is nothing dirty in her family. You have met her younger brother from a compatriot, because she is the only girl, so she is quite favored. But in terms of appearance, it’s just so bad—”

here we go again!Zhao Yuan got a headache when he heard his father analyze the family background and dowry.In the eyes of his father, the so-called marriage is a condition, a status, something... Is he marrying a wife?No, he is marrying a family background and a dowry!Damn, so growing up in such a patriarchal family, it is absolutely impossible for him to become a friend of women. The prejudice against women has penetrated into the deepest part of his mind, okay, no, okay!

He couldn't help begging for mercy: "Father, how old am I, then Wei Yan is just like my sister, don't make wild guesses..."

Zhao Chen couldn't see his son's resistance, he raised his eyebrows indifferently, and continued: "That's good, if you really like Wei Yan, my father will have a headache. With her family background, Fan Tang can't be suppressed." And Fan Dan, it will not do you any good, it is a big taboo for you to walk in the army in the future, and the house will be unstable."

Zhao Yuan was going crazy.

"I, I don't like Wei Yan!" He sat up and yelled bitterly, "I won't play with her anymore!"

"...Well." Zhao Chen nodded in satisfaction: "That's all, go to sleep." Then he pulled his son off and continued to smooth his hair.

When Zhao Yuan started snoring again heartlessly, Zhao Chen couldn't fall asleep.

Lu Hui cared about Da Lang, so she brought two girls with her on this trip. After Anu's coming-of-age ceremony is over, she can teach him about intercourse between husband and wife and enlighten him.Zhao Chen resolutely put away the slight unhappiness in his heart, and thought about Wei Yan's matter again.

He knew why Lu Hui mentioned a mere little lady from the Wei family.

Because until now, he has never told Anu about the marriage contract bestowed by the monarch.

This matter is not as simple as it seems on the surface, so Zhao Chen hesitated repeatedly for more than five years.Gein, if Anu has a woman he likes, he will have to tell Anu about the marriage contract, and he will inevitably tell Anu the cause and effect, and even involve the secret of the extermination of the Lu clan many years ago, and Anu's life experience. .

The last thing Zhao Chen wanted was for Anu to know his own background.He was afraid that Anu would find out that they were not related by blood. From then on, the bond between them would be lost.As a result of nature, Anu can't help but explore the matter of his biological father and biological mother. The closer he is to Lutuo Zhuangji's past, the further away he is from Zhao Chen!

No!He couldn't bear to lose Anu!

But what is he going to do?

Even if he conceals it now, he still has to tell Anu before returning to Jiangcheng next year.At least within five years, he does not have the ability to fight against the monarch with one blow. In five years, this marriage must have been facilitated. In order for Anu to avoid danger, no matter how selfish he is, he must tell everything Anu.

No matter how he thinks about it, his Anu has to swallow the bitter fruit for nothing because of the grievances of the previous generation.

Zhao Chen's face was gloomy, but the strength of stroking Zhao Yuan's hair with his hands was light and gentle.

Originally, he only wanted Anu to spend this life in peace, so he hoped to give Anu more protection through his in-laws, even as long as he could protect his son's safety, so what if it was Min Ji?If Anu didn't want to, he pressed his head to get married.But now...he didn't want to bear it any longer, and he didn't hesitate to betray his allegiance to His Majesty. Then, those women who were begging for compromise and thinking too much made him feel particularly annoying.

His son deserves the best.

A few days later, when the Xiguan frontier army was inspecting, they found traces of dog soldiers ten miles away, and reported to Zhao Chen and others.This generation of King Quan Rong is called Pan Cheng, he is only thirty years old, and he has only been on the throne for two years, and he is in the prime of life.The reason why he succeeded to the throne was because Zhao Chen defeated the Quanrong army and shot Pan Cheng's uncle with a crossbow in the chaos, but his uncle had no heirs, so the throne fell to him for nothing.

Wei Hong often joked and said that he really should prepare some colored brocade boxes for the pan ride, and come over to reward Zhao Chen.

"The disappearance of the centurion is not a trivial matter. We will send people to investigate. The biggest one in the camp is the centurion. I'm afraid we have already suspected it." He tapped the gentle slope on the sand table representing the Beiyuan meadow "If they go back and talk to Pan Cheng, maybe Pan Cheng will come and call for battle."

The commander of the lower army, Xie Ke, pondered, "The pasture hasn't grown yet. There are so many tribes riding horses, how can there be enough wear and tear? Even if there is no matter about the Beiyuan meadow, there must be one before April."

Zhao Chen nodded: "Pan Cheng is as greedy and cunning as a fox, and now he has an excuse, so there is no reason not to come." He looked at Xie Ke and said, "General Xie, you still need your people to notify the nearby nomads that they will leave this morning. Go to Xiguan later, otherwise you will inevitably be implicated."

Xie Ke replied, "I will leave this to someone else."

Zhao Chen looked at Wei Jie again: "Wei Junzuo, drills have always been your forte, and recently you have added more training in batches."

Wei Jie saluted, turned around and strode away.

Chapter 68 Feta Cheese

The majestic city wall stands on the vast grassland, and the towering enemy towers and sentry towers show that this is not an ordinary city.Le-Wen Xiguan is the northernmost defense line of Zhao State. Crossing Xiguan is equivalent to being able to drive straight in from the north and approach the capital Jiangcheng.But it is also famous for its insurmountability.

Hundreds of miles north of Xiguan, there is also a rough city with the flag of the White Wolf flying. In this small city, it is indeed the biggest threat to the Zhao Kingdom and even several neighboring countries in the north, the Dog Rong White Wolf Kingdom.According to legend, the ancestor of Quanrong was a close relative of the ancestors of the Yanhuang tribe, and they were Erbai dogs. Every soldier in the country raised white wolf dogs and treated them like family members.

Pan Cheng, the King of the Dog Rong of this generation, was the number one warrior of the Dog Rong in the past, and has a very high prestige after succeeding to the throne.

Pan Cheng walked slowly towards the throne in the shady and cool hall, and brushed the standing lamps of human figurines sitting on both sides. The white marble ground is shining, and the throne in the distance is covered with gorgeous and colorful tiger skins, and the ferocious beast's mouth is high above. , is proclaiming the supreme power represented by that seat.

And this power is already in his hands.

Turning around and sitting on the throne, his bare feet felt the soft and slightly rough touch of animal fur, and he narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.Of course, he knew that this throne was much simpler than the thrones of the powerful countries in the Central Plains, and even in the eyes of those people, they were just barbarians, but—power is power, he controls the army, he is the king!

"King," a woman in a Chinese dress came over, knelt and sat at his feet, and raised the pottery plate full of food high, "This is the barbecue and sheep cheese I made just for you, please taste it .”

Pan Cheng looked at the pottery plate, the roast meat in the pottery plate was still sizzling, exuding a tempting aroma, the goat cheese was as white as snow, and as soft and delicate as the skin of a Central Plains woman.But he frowned, and looked at the woman sternly: "Didn't this king say that he wants to eat and drink with the warriors! The grassland is when food is scarce, and you are doing this to trap this king in injustice?"

The woman hurriedly put the pottery plate aside, leaned against his feet and raised her head, revealing a deep and beautiful face.She looked at Pan Cheng pitifully, as if she had put herself in the lowest dust, begging for Pan Cheng's pity.

"I just feel that the king has worked hard since he succeeded to the throne. If he doesn't eat well, it will be a loss to our White Wolf Kingdom? I can't bear the king..."

Pan Cheng showed a sneer, stretched out his big hand to pinch her chin and lifted it vigorously, leaned close to her, and said softly: "Auntie, if you were ten years younger, with your good looks, I wouldn't mind taking the place of uncle. take care of you."

Lishu's face twisted suddenly, she shook off Pan Cheng's hand, stood up and pointed at him and cursed: "How dare you call me old!? I'm the same age as you! Besides, you're taking my husband's throne Take it away, if you don't give me the position of wife, who in the clan will spare you—"

Pan Cheng didn't even bother to say anything, and with a clang, he drew out the long knife and put it on Lishu's neck, a bloody line slid down.

"You..." Li Shu's face turned pale, and she didn't dare to move while watching him.

Sitting there, I only felt that I was so bored that I wasted time on a woman.With his other hand propped on his chin, he stared at Lishu with cold eyes like some kind of cold-blooded animal: "Auntie, if you can give me a little nephew, you won't be reduced to seduce me."

Lishu felt a great pain in her heart. The women on the grassland could not give birth to children, just like ewes that could not give birth to cubs, and the ewes could be slaughtered for meat, but she had no end in sight except for suffering day by day.Her maid said that the king doesn't have any other children, so it's not her problem. That's why she thought about relying on Pancheng, as long as she has a lovely son... There has always been a tradition of brothers and sisters in their family. It is also an old custom for the wives and concubines of the previous generation king to be included in the palace of the next generation king, why not?

Pan Cheng withdrew his knife and gestured to the side, and two dog soldiers came over and dragged the numb Lishu out.His lieutenant, Gu Kun, came out, knelt down on one knee and saluted, and said: "King, I have already asked the leader of the surprise attacker. The painter in the Central Plains drew it, and I will bring it for you to have a look."

"Oh?" Pan Cheng then put away his bored expression, leaned on the throne and raised his chin towards him, "Bring it here and show it to me."

Gu Kun knelt down in front of him respectfully, and unfolded the thin silk cloth, revealing a meticulously drawn ink painting.

Pan Cheng sat up straight all of a sudden, took the painting and looked at it inch by inch, his eagle eyes suddenly filled with evil spirit.There is no other reason, but the painting turned out to be a young man who was not old enough to tie his hair, and was born with a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, beautiful facial features, and a thin figure—and his centurion, and the other nine warriors, were drawn Such a young man led someone to kill him!

He grabbed the silk cloth, gritted his teeth and said, "...a good kill!"

Gu Kun looked up at him in surprise.

Pan Cheng looked down at him, showing a ferocious smile: "Why? Even if such a group of trash come back alive, I will beat them to death with my own hands, so as not to lose my prestige in the White Wolf Kingdom!"

"...What the king said is true." Gu Kun bowed his head in agreement.

Pan Cheng stood up and started pacing in the hall. He turned to look at the sheepskin map nailed on one side of the wall, where a short dagger was inserted at the position of Xiguan, and said in a rough voice: "I will have to meet for a while in the near future. This little warrior of the Zhao Kingdom... Let's see if he is really capable, and see if the warrior of my dog ​​Rong died or not."

Gu Kun was most afraid that his king would speak in such a tone, that he would be like the totem of their clan, ferocious and cunning like a wolf.The problem is that the young king of the grasslands is too blurred in his dealings with the enemy and himself. His bloodthirsty side is not only facing other people, but also affects his own people.It was as if there was a terrible devil hiding in his heart.

"Wang, what to do with those herdsmen?"

Pan Cheng looked at the map in rapt attention, and waved his hands nonchalantly when he heard the words: "Everything is according to the old rules, why do you need to ask me?"

Gu Kun responded blankly, and then retreated carefully and respectfully.The so-called old rule is to chop off the head and hang it on the flagpole, and then peel off the skin to decorate the city wall.

Before he exited the hall, he glanced at the half-mask on Pan Cheng's face.It is said that their former number one warrior and current king had a mother who was a woman from the Central Plains, and Pan Cheng didn't want others to see traces of the Central Plains people on his face, so he got used to wearing a mask. His face was painted with totems.

Is it because he is mixed with the blood of the people of the Central Plains that this king is so terrifying?

Thinking of the boy in the painting, Gu Kun couldn't help feeling a strange sympathy in his heart.Isn't it true that at such a young age, they were targeted by their king.Once the animals on the grassland are stared at by wolves, they can rarely escape their lives.

Zhao Yuan sat cross-legged on the bed and sneezed hard.

Another morning, yes, that's right.

He lowered his head and pulled off his obscene pants to take a look. Xiao Xiaoyuan was very quiet, obedient and soft... There was no reaction at all.

why?

Zhao Yuan fell down again in bewilderment, his calf tilted towards a certain father's thigh.In his previous life, he seemed to be a morning tree from junior high school, isn't he at this age?What happened the other day?

He turned his head to look at Zhao Chen. Comrade Zhao Chen was in a deep sleep because it was still early.Then he logically moved his eyes down, moved and moved, and finally moved to a certain unspeakable part... because it was covered with a thick blanket, it was crumpled together, and there was no change.

It is said that a healthy adult man will have a morning erection every day. His father is actually not healthy, right?Zhao Yuan is unconstrained and unconstrained, and regular relief can promote the release of psychological pressure. His father hasn't left his sight for a long time, Miss Five Fingers?Does it matter... Looking for a flower girl?There is nothing, so his father must be holding back!Or frigidity!

Zhao Yuan stroked his little bird, and then waved his paw on the face of a certain father, but the certain father did not respond.He showed a wretched smile, lifted the blanket and got in with his butt pouted.

The blanket is full of masculine smells, commonly known as the smell of sweat and stinky feet. It’s not that heavy. He and his father take a shower every day... He carefully stretched out his hand and found that he touched his father’s eight-pack belly So he adjusted the direction and distance, held his breath, and pulled off his father's obscene pants with one hand, and finally grabbed his father's big bird with the other hand! !

drink! !

It turned out to be hard! !

Unwillingly, Zhao Yuan moved closer and squinted his eyes. Although he knew that his father had a world-class big bird, it was really shocking to see him from such a close distance. In other words, after five years, how long has it been? what?

Zhao Chen was fast asleep.He has been in the army for many years, and his vigilance is naturally not bad, but for some reason, as long as he is with Anu, he always sleeps soundly in the end.He had a erotic dream, this kind of dream is relatively rare for him, after all, he has never been short of women since he first passed through the human life... But this dream is also a bit strange, the face of the person in front of him who is panting is blurred Clear, but the skin seems to be too delicate, and the figure is too thin, so young.

He didn't have that special preference, but he didn't bother to think about it. Anyway, he hadn't relieved it for a long time, and what he experienced was nothing but a dream.So he violently pushed the man down to his knees, palmed the back of the man's head, and forced it to his crotch. The man hugged his thigh, and sprayed hot breath on his long-awaited hard On things——

'Father...'

Zhao Chen opened his eyes suddenly, and a drop of sweat rolled down his forehead.He suddenly realized that the feeling under his body still existed, and he couldn't help but lifted the quilt in horror, and found——

His son was pouted, holding his descendant's root with both hands, and laughing maliciously.

Zhao Chen had blue veins popping out of his forehead, gritted his teeth and said in a ruthless voice: "Zhao, Yuan—"

Zhao Yuan was so frightened that he almost twisted his hands, but when he heard his father screaming in pain, he quickly raised his hands and rolled to the corner of the bed.

"Ah, Father..." He watched Zhao Chen's collapsed face timidly, and immediately covered his face and began to cry, "I was wrong, Father, please forgive me!!"