[Seventh Five-Year] Great Song Small Landlord

Pang Yu, who had just returned home, was welcomed by the whole family, but he entered the city quietly. King Xu's team was greeted outside the city gate, and even the emperor came to greet him in person. What an honor.

If you don't know, you still think that the emperor wants to kill King Xu.

In fact, Zhao Zhen came out to hide from the King of Xiangyang, and every time his uncle Wang came, there was nothing good to do, and he was annoyed when he saw him.

It was different when he came to pick up King Xu. King Xiangyang didn’t know why, but he hated King Xu very much. Every time he saw King Xu, he would forget about looking for the emperor and start to hate King Xu.

This is a living dump...

When Zhao Yunhao saw the king of Xiangyang, he already knew his brother's peeing nature. If you don't cheat on your brother for a day, you won't feel comfortable, right?

No, he had to ask someone to send Pang Yu home first, lest Pang Yu face King Xiangyang.

Of course, he didn't forget that the last time the King of Xiangyang asked someone to kidnap Pang Yu, Zhao Jue absolutely couldn't let him see Pang Yu without even giving him a glance!

In a daze, Pang Yu was sent home on his back. The guards guarding the city, as soon as they saw the guard's badge, let him go immediately, okay? There was no inspection at all.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a whole family in a daze, watching him sleep neatly. Who could tell him what happened?

"Mother?" Pang Yu shouted, well, in fact, there is one person missing, his father is not here, "Where is father?"

"Go to the gate of the city to welcome King Xu." Mu Yingniang said with a smile.

"Ah?" Pang Yu thought about it, no wonder he was packed and sent back, all civil and military officials went.

Wait, why did you pack him back?It doesn't make sense...

"It is said that after King Xiangyang appeared, he received news of King Xu's return at the same time. Without further ado, the officials asked civil and military officials to go with him to the gate of the city to welcome King Xu." Elder Xue added from the side.

"Oh, I'm hungry." Pang Yu said silently, touching his belly.

"Hurry up and go in. As soon as I heard that King Xu is back, I knew you must be back." Mu Yingniang, like all mothers, said distressedly, "My poor son, his face has lost weight."

Meow meow meow?

If it wasn't for his mother, he would have wanted to ask the other party if he was blind?

It's impossible to be thin, and it feels like it's impossible to lose weight in this life with Zhao Yunhao.

He eats and eats all the way, and things like being thin can only exist in beautiful dreams. He originally wanted to be a handsome and handsome young man facing the wind.

Squeeze the flesh that I have grown on the road for half a month, let's wash and sleep, if I don't become a big fat man with a tonnage of [-], it is already the best expression of friendship in this world.

Who, who made him unable to control that mouth...

Who can understand the sadness of a foodie?

After all, in this world, there are not so many people who can't get fat just by eating. Zhao Yunhao can't get fat because he is a martial arts practitioner. Yes, that's it, absolutely right.

It has to be said that Zhao Zhen's skills in throwing the pot are very good, and Zhao Jue was already blown up after hearing the word Xu Wang.

When he saw Zhao Yunhao at the gate of the city, he was already gnashing his teeth, even that smile had changed to a smirk.

"Meet the official." Zhao Yunhao clasped his fists and did not kneel down.

"Emperor brother, excuse me, you are my lucky star, hahaha." Zhao Zhen said cheerfully.

"..." What should I do if I don't want to talk about Brother Huang?

In front of so many officials, it doesn't seem very good...

But I can't help it!

"Oh, King Xu's airs are really big enough, let us wait." Xiangyang King said impatiently.

"Oh, I didn't tell you to wait for me." Zhao Yunhao turned back coldly. He was not afraid of the emperor, but he was afraid of a King of Xiangyang who had no real power?ridiculous.

"You!" King Xiangyang was so angry that his lungs were about to burst, he said strangely, "Do you still have a little tutor? I'm your uncle!"

"Sorry, parents died early, it's normal to have no tutor." Zhao Yunhao said with a cold face and no emotion at all.

"You!" King Xiangyang had an unbelievable expression on his face. Such words were actually spoken by a prince.

"You came back to quarrel with Chen'er?" Baxian King said in a low voice, pulling Xiangyang King.

No matter what, in the current situation, King Xu is the hero who returned triumphantly and wanted to be rewarded. In front of all the officials, he lost face to King Xu, and in fact he also lost face to the officials.

"Myna." King Xiangyang looked at Baxian King with an aggrieved face.

"Do you still look like an elder? You are also in your 40s." Ba Xianwang continued to preach, this worried brother.

Why are other people's younger brothers all cute, but his younger brother is a troublemaker?

"Brother, I was wrong, don't talk about me anymore." King Xiangyang wanted to cover his ears after being told so badly.

"Officials, it's time for us to go back." Ba Xian Wang stepped forward and said to Zhao Zhen.

"It's just right, let the officials and all the officials see the spirit of our team." Zhao Yunhao said proudly.

Whether a team is brave or not can be seen from its spirit.

"What's the big deal, if I have those secret weapons, I can do it too." King Xiangyang walked afterward, muttering in his mouth.

The Eighth Wise King could only shake his head, speechless towards this 40-year-old brother who was still full of unrealistic thoughts.

Anyone who wants to be an emperor can do it?

Even he could see what Zhao Jue was thinking. He thought he was hiding it well, but no one would tell the truth.

After all, Baxian Wang still has a bit of kinship, and hinted to Zhao Jue several times not to continue.

It's a pity that obviously he wouldn't listen to it, and the two nephews he made didn't want to see him.

Forget about the officials, today's officials are benevolent and have a good temper, so they won't do anything to him. As for Chen'er, it's hard to say.

From the fact that Empress Dowager Liu was quietly taken out of Beijing by Chen'er and sent to guard the tomb in front of his parents' tomb, it can be seen that he is the one who has revenge.

Anyway, he can't control it anymore, as long as Zhao Jue doesn't go too far...

And that kid really thinks that if you give him a secret weapon, he can do everything Chen'er can?

When his father gave birth to Zhao Jue, didn't he give him a brain?

Because of the complete victory and success in throwing the blame away, Zhao Zhen was so happy that he invited all the officials to a banquet, and even the soldiers from the Tianji Battalion and the Nursing Battalion were given an imperial meal.

This is a supreme honor, if you take it out to brag, you can brag for a lifetime.

How many people in the world can eat imperial food?

Even if the imperial chef in the imperial dining room may not be as delicious as Tongfu restaurant, at least it is honorable and has face.

No, Pang Ji didn't come home until very late after eating, and was still drunk.

People in the Song Dynasty enjoy themselves very much. When they have a banquet, there is no shortage of good wine. As soon as they got home, they saw Pang Yu. Father me."

"..." I really want to hit someone, but I don't know if I should say something or not.

"Are you drunk, do you want to smoke your son to death? Hurry up and drink some sober medicine." Mu Yingniang said with a frown.

"I'm not drunk, this is my son, this is my wife, I recognize it clearly."

Arguing with a drunk is mentally handicapped, Pang Yu said that he doesn't want to see his parents abuse single dogs together, bye bye!

"Mother, I'm going back to Hangzhou the day after tomorrow. Do you have anything to bring?" Pang Yu remembered that he was going to Hangzhou with his senior brother.

"Are you going to Hangzhou?" Mu Yingniang subconsciously put down the cloth in her hand and asked, not caring about wiping her husband's face.

"Yes, I have something to do." Pang Yu nodded and said.

"Son, you're going out again, your poor old father, you're going to be lonely again." Pang Ji, the drunk, pounced on him again, and said with drunken eyes.

"If you're going to be lonely, just play with your other son." Pang Yu said speechlessly, if you can't do it, you can have another one to play with. Of course, it's not easy to say this in front of his mother.

"Little Tiger is too timid, it's not fun." Pang Ji said with a curled lip.

You actually despise it, you drunkard, it's unreasonable!

After getting rid of his old drunk man, Pang Yu returned to his room, and unexpectedly found that his quilt seemed a little bulging, I'm afraid it wasn't...

Zhao Yunhao is here again?

Pang Yu decisively lifted the quilt and saw, sure enough!

Zhao Yunhao had obviously washed himself for nothing, but his face was slightly flushed, and he probably drank a lot of wine.

But here comes the question, can a good martial arts master use his insides to force out alcohol?

Are they all tricked in the play?

However, Pang Yu did not disturb Zhao Yunhao's sleep. Pang Yu had noticed Zhao Yunhao's hard work these days.

In the whole Song Dynasty, there were not many people who were more busy than Zhao Yunhao. If it wasn't for their good health, they might have died young.

Zhao Yunhao is just a brick, he can move it wherever he needs it, and from time to time he has to be tricked by Zhao Zhen, bitter tears.

Ask Xue Liang to help him wash in a low voice, there is no need to take a bath, and when he comes back, he has already bathed and changed.

So you only need to wipe your face, burn your feet a little, and crawl into the bed silently.

Thanks to the fact that the bed was made big enough, otherwise how could I sleep.

As soon as he entered the bed, Zhao Yunhao stretched out his hand, and then rolled it up, and it became a living pillow.

Ha ha……

Next time you wear underwear with metal spikes, let's see if you can stretch out your hand to roll it. It's actually very natural, not sloppy at all, and you can see how skilled the technique is.

He also said that the clothes with metal spikes were uncomfortable for him to wear, and he was not stupid, so why did he make those things.

Unable to help yawning, Pang Yu just curled up in Zhao Yunhao's arms and fell asleep. Probably, only the hidden guards on the beams and roof of the house were left to accompany them in their sleep.

It's good to go home, you don't have to worry about Xixia people coming to attack you in the middle of the night, you can sleep comfortably and have a peaceful sleep.

It's a pity that we have to travel far away the day after tomorrow, so let's build the steam engine in advance!

Only by train or something can I go out safely and quickly...

If it doesn't work, he will first mention his idea to the craftsmen to see if they can make it. For some reason, Pang Yu has a kind of confidence in the craftsmen of his Hidden Sword Villa.

Probably because, every time he said something, they were able to complete the task perfectly.

Anyway, their craftsmen are omnipotent. Otherwise, why would several of the four greatest inventions be invented by the Song Dynasty?

Just smart!

If he hadn't been lucky back then, he wouldn't have come across movable type printing. It would be a pity to miss such a great invention.