Bandits raising buns

On the day of King Duan's birthday, he gave Zhao Chuang a big gift.

In the past, on King Duan's birthday, the palace of King Duan must be full of mighty and powerful officials who came to celebrate his birthday one after another. Even the little emperor in the palace would come to celebrate his birthday in person with gifts.The king Duan who sat at the top had a signature elegant smile on his face, he didn't even bother to take a look at it, he didn't care about those birthday gifts at all, he was condescending.Such a lofty King Duan is now giving gifts to others.

Zhao Chuang didn't understand etiquette anymore, no matter how knowledgeable he was, he also knew that the act of the birthday star giving him gifts was too unusual, and the only explanation was that Li Ci had a seizure.

And this gift is also very weird.May I ask who wakes up early in the morning and sees a group of people surrounded by black people in the room, everyone has a murderous look on their faces, can they still be happy?

These black and crow-like groups of people were the gifts that King Duan gave to Zhao Chuang.

"There are a total of eight people here, trained by the king himself. Everyone's martial arts are very powerful. Your martial arts have not yet recovered, and the situation is very dangerous if you are outside. They will be your bodyguards from now on. I swear to protect your safety." Li Ci said.

Those people stood in a row, all looking at Zhao Chuang expressionlessly.

Apart from the facial paralysis, these eight people are still above average in appearance, and their aura is very strong. If they are brought with them and stand on the street, they must be very domineering.This is the life Zhao Chuang dreamed of in the past...

"Their ability to hide is also very strong. Unless the martial arts are higher than them, no one will know their existence." Li Ci continued.

"..." Zhao Chuang's first thought was shattered, and then he glanced sideways at Li Ci, "How do I know that you are not using them to spy on me?"

"One more thing, from now on, they will only obey your orders." Li Ci finally said.

Zhao Chuang jumped off the chair in an instant, walked in front of the eight people, and occasionally stretched out his hand to pat their chests. The muscles there were indeed swollen, which made Zhao Chuang's hands hurt.

He decided to test the authenticity of Li Ci's words, so he coughed and said with great momentum: "You guys, give Li Ci a good beating."

Li Ci: "..."

Later, Zhao Chuang found out that Li Ci not only sent eight guards to himself in a convulsion, but also sent eight guards to Zhao Rui.Zhao Rui's guards were much younger than his, they were all thirteen or fourteen year old boys, so that when Zhao Rui grew up, the guards around him would still be young and strong.

Zhao Chuang had to admit that Li Ci was indeed far-sighted.

Since the epidemic recovered, Zhao Chuang's life has not been going well.He is the easiest person to remember the kindness of others.Li Ci was not afraid of contracting the epidemic, and took care of him without eating or sleeping. Zhao Chuang was a little moved in his heart, but because of this little touch, Li Ci acted on his kindness and took care of Zhao Chuang's affairs. Eat and drink and let loose.In the past, Zhuge Long would take care of him, but he would not interfere in his private life.

Zhao Chuang's daily meals are arranged by Li Ci now. There is no big fish and meat in the past. The combination of meat and vegetables is called nourishing the body so that he will not be afraid of the plague in the future.

The bedtime was also rigidly stipulated by Li Ci. In the past, when the concubines were still there, Zhao Chuang would always eat, drink, and sing ditties with them. He was so happy that he went to bed late.

Li Ci moved into his room and slept in his outhouse.

Of course, this behavior was the result of Li Ci's battle of wits and courage, and finally won.He first asked Zhao Rui to agree to move out.After all, Zhao Rui is his own son, and he should be raised in the palm of his hand. When Li Ci said his request, he kissed his son and flattened his mouth, and he wanted to cheat.Li Ci said, it's better to fight poetry.Zhao Rui was so strong in his heart that he agreed.Unexpectedly, Li Ci has eaten more than him for 20 years. Even if he expresses his feelings twice a day, the poems in his heart are tens of thousands more than Zhao Rui.Zhao Rui was defeated and moved out reluctantly.

Then there is the need to deal with Wuyu. Although this person is crazy and stupid, he broke with Zhao Chuang once, but after all, he is Zhao Chuang's master, and he is also his father by blood. Li Ci can't use those vicious methods to deal with him. he.Wuyu's hair has grown back a bit now, he no longer wears cassock, and has a new name, 'Zhao Wu'.The expression on Zhao Wu's face was innocent and blank, like a giant doll, looking at him stubbornly, as if he would not leave even if he died.

Li Ci thought for a long time, and finally let his subordinates drag him away.

At this point, Li Ci finally moved in, and began to live in the same house with Zhao Chuang.

For this matter, Zhao Chuang was not happy at all.He repeatedly hinted that Li Ci should move out, but his resourcefulness was not at the same level as Li Ci's, and he was quickly fooled by him.

On the second day of living together, Zhao Chuang discovered that Li Ci actually had a habit of sleepwalking and naked body.When they got along for several years, Li Ci hid it very well.

Because when he woke up the next day, he suddenly found that his face was facing a strong chest, and he even heard the clear heartbeat of that person, so powerful, his whole nasal cavity was full of the smell of this man, and on his legs... ...with something on his leg!Zhao Chuang's face turned red instantly, and then he slapped his chest hard, while Li Ci turned over and continued to sleep.

"Li Ci!" Zhao Chuang shouted.

Li Ci lazily opened his eyes and glanced at him blankly: "Why are you sleeping on my bed?"

"This is obviously my bed!" Zhao Chuang was angry.

Li Ci pointed with his hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Your bed is over there."

Zhao Chuang turned his head and looked, his face turned blue and red. This is really Li Ci's bed.He has lived for more than 20 years, and it is the first time he knows that he can sleepwalk!

Zhao Chuang stared at him suspiciously, while Li Ci had an innocent face and reached out to hug him.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open violently.Recently, Zhao Wuzheng, who has been getting stronger and stronger, stood outside with his hips on his hips. Seeing the two people lying on the bed, he looked at Li Ci's hand on Zhao Chuang's waist, sat down on his buttocks, and cried, "Chuang Chuang Don't want me!"

Zhao Chuang got up quickly to comfort Zhao Wu.Zhao Wu was sobbing and choking, and he stopped crying when Zhao Chuang agreed to take him to breakfast.

Zhao Chuang's life is in dire straits.When Zhao Wu was appeased and Li resigned to deal with the affairs, Zhao Chuang slipped out.

However, within a few months, Tan Yun Sanzhou returned to its usual lively scene.Zhao Chuang walked on the street, sweeping away the depression in the mansion.After walking around, he felt hungry, so he found a restaurant and went to eat.

Zhao Chuang found a place by the window, where the breeze was blowing and the scenery was just right.

There was also a strong smell of wine, the wine was strong wine, Zhao Chuang blushed when he smelled it.When he turned his head, he saw a young man in a blue robe sitting on his left, holding a flagon, drinking heavily and eating meat.

The man was in good shape, but unfortunately he was drunk. Zhao Chuang took a look and looked away, and asked Xiao Er to order food.

As soon as Zhao Chuang finished ordering, there was another person beside him. The drunk man sat quietly beside him, staring at him with a pair of black eyes, and said angrily, "Why do you pretend you can't see me?"

Zhao Chuang didn't want to pay attention to the drunk, so he said, "I don't."

"Then why are you ignoring me?"

"...I don't know you." Zhao Chuang was very innocent.

"My name is Song Ji, I know you now." The drunk sprayed him with alcohol on his face.

"So what?" Zhao Chuang said blankly, ready to leave, when the drunk put his hands on his shoulders and hugged him back.

Zhao Chuang: "...Brother?"

"My life is so miserable!" the drunk said sadly.

After hearing what he said, Zhao Chuang immediately became interested. He looked at the appearance of the drunk, his eyes were his eyes, his mouth was his mouth, his features were clear, and he was quite handsome.Zhao Chuang is also not having a good time recently, so he wanted to hear something worse than himself, so he asked, "Where did you start talking about it, brother?"

Song Ji burped, and then said: "My father was always my son, he gave me everything good, and was very patient with me. A few days ago, he suddenly had an extra son, and he treated that son better than me. Even better. That kid is by my father's side every day, pretending to be cute, but he pleases my father. And I think, he spoke ill of me in front of my father, and my father has reservations about me. He still looks down on me , sneered at me every day, saying that I was just a reckless man."

It turned out that it was a matter of two sons competing for favor. Zhao Chuang compared his own experience and found that each was miserable, so he comforted him and said, "I don't have a father yet, you are much better than me."

Song Ji looked at Zhao Chuang, his eyes lit up: "Really?"

Zhao Chuang nodded: "It's absolutely true."

Song Ji patted him on the shoulder and said, "This will make me feel better."

Zhao Chuang: "..."

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Song Ji suddenly leaned close to his ear, and said with a sneer, "I must kill that little bitch."

"...you brothers, why bother?" Zhao Chuang subconsciously said.

Song Zhu's hands creaked: "If I don't kill that little bitch, that little bitch will kill me!"

"...then you go on."

Song Ji suddenly gained momentum, touched Zhao Chuang's head with his head and said, "Brother, what's your name? I think we hit it off too much."

Zhao Chuang was dizzy from being hit by his head, touched his own head and said, "Zhao... Wu."

"Brother Zhao Wu, let me take a good look at what you look like?" Song Ji moved his face closer.

Just as Zhao Chuang was about to slap him away, a chopstick flew over from nowhere, Song Ji turned his head instinctively as a martial artist, and the chopstick stuck into the wall behind him.The drunk looked at the chopstick in confusion.

Song Ji seemed very curious, and approached tentatively.This time, the chopsticks were directly inserted into Song Zhu's hair, and if he moved more slowly, the chopsticks would be inserted into his head.

Song Ji seemed to have found something interesting, and kept moving towards Zhao Chuang, but after a while, the wall behind him was full of chopsticks.

Zhao Chuang thought, this man is a lunatic, no wonder his father doesn't like him...

The dishes Zhao Chuang called had already been served, and he began to eat.The drunkard, like brown sugar, stuck to it, grabbed one of Zhao Chuang's chicken legs, and gnawed on it.

Zhao Chuang: "..." His eyes fell on his chopsticks, and he began to think about whether he should stab the lunatic who was fighting for food with him.