After rebelling against Yazi and finally abandoning it

【Ooooh~ Xiao Maomao is so cute, he's as chubby as when my father-in-law hadn't lost his flesh. 】

[2333333~ But my poor Xiao Maomao didn’t know that Shi Yan’s original plan was to live to 99 years old. According to the average life expectancy of ordinary people in this world, he seems to be unable to survive Shi Yan, let alone take Shi Yan. The coffin was carried back to the Zhuang family's ancestral grave for the father. 】

[Haha, Xiao Maomao is destined to drink and hate the series for life. 】

[Pfft, I'm the only one who feels that there seems to be something wrong with Zhuang Ming's last emphasis on "Our family's ancestral grave"? 】

【ah?Have it?Zhuang Ming is only 11 years old now, what can he understand? 】

【No no no!In this small world, an 11-year-old can already be engaged. 】

【emmmmm...】

[In this way, it seems that there is indeed a little...]

When Fang Kun inadvertently heard the uproar in the capital about the "possibility of the big marriage between Commander Zhuang and County Lord Liu", he was patrolling the Baixiang Pavilion. In a fit of rage, he smashed his hand bones with a punch, scarlet Blood stained the bottom of his eyes, he shook his vision that was beginning to darken, gritted his teeth and said, "Da Lan, is this serious?"

"Mom! Of course it's true! I almost couldn't maintain my handsome image just now, and almost exploded my beans! Yanyan, he's an affair, go strangle him, strangle him!"

"Is it Zhuang Lin's meaning, or Zhuang Bai himself."

"Is it important who means it? In the ancient world, the order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, the meaning of Zhuang Lin's meaning is the meaning of Zhuang Bai?!"

Fang Kun spread out his cracked palm expressionlessly, washed the meridians of his hand with soul power, quickly suppressed the violent emotions, raised his eyes, and ordered with a very rare calm expression: "No matter who it is , let all the black-clothed guards in the Liu family's mansion be dispatched, and this matter will be messed up."

As for the disobedient Zhuang Bai, Fang Kun pinched his numb palm, "Tell No. [-] that the time is ripe to start an uprising. Tell No. [-] that I invite General Zhuang to talk about it in the gazebo outside the Great Buddha Temple tomorrow."

How could Fang Kun, who hadn't contacted him for many years, take the initiative to invite him?Zhuang Bai was surprised.

"Fang Kun? What did he ask me to do?" Zhuang Bai turned over the invitation card in his hand and read it twice before throwing it on the table, obviously lacking in interest.

Fang Kun has been doing well in recent years. After he came out of the trough, he was quickly promoted to the second-rank Minister of the Ministry of Punishment.Now that it is neither a mission-critical node nor a major event, he really can't think of any reason to meet.

Zhuang Bai sat on the teacher's chair with his legs crossed, and sighed helplessly for a long time: But, who made him his ex-little dear, since he wants to see, let's see.

Although the determination has been made, but the sky is not in time.

The next day, Fang Kun sat in the gazebo outside the Great Buddha Temple for a whole day without waiting for anything. Instead, Zhuang Bai accidentally rescued him on the way to the Great Buddha Temple and was drugged and thrown into the lake. The fifth prince Rui Wang who was almost drowned.

It was night, after returning to the mansion, Fang Kun, who had just poured a large bowl of hot ginger tea and suppressed the cold, heard the black-clothed guard's detailed report, and was once again crushed by a fist of anger .

"He kissed him?"

"Yes!" The black-clothed guard almost dropped his head to the ground.For some reason, although Fang Kun has never shown any strength in front of them, he has always been taught and trained verbally, and his body has always been weak and weak, but none of them dare to disobey him, especially when he is angry .

Even those who had been baptized with blood and murderous aura couldn't match the strong murderous aura around him. They firmly believed that if it wasn't for Fang Kun's physical limitations, he would be an unrivaled powerhouse.Even Zhuang Bai, the number one warrior who is now widely rumored in the Great Zhou Dynasty, cannot compare.

Fang Kun spread out his fractured palm expressionlessly, and said slowly: "What about after that? How will Zhuang Bai behave after that? What are the rumors in Beijing now? Come with me one by one."

Zhuang Bai has been in Beijing for the past few years, although there are many rumors of romantic encounters, but he knows that he has always kept himself clean.Every day in Kyoto, there are many young princes who are masculine, or who are ordered by their families to hitch a ride in the Zhuang Mansion, encounter and rape him in various ways, but no one has ever succeeded.

The only person who has had a long-term scandal with Zhuang Bai is Fang Kun.

Their acquaintance, acquaintance, and anger by the river... After word of mouth and polishing by the general public in Kyoto, more than a dozen versions of romantic love stories have been derived, but it is a pity that the two of them seem to be in love with each other after returning from Licheng. Scatter, become a pity.The matter of Licheng was not specifically required to be kept secret, so as for the reasons for the breakup between the two, some expressed understanding, while others expressed regret.But in any case, all of this was terminated after Zhuang Bai adopted two heirs without hesitation, and never took the initiative to appear on the same occasion with Fang Kun afterwards.

Almost everyone knew that there was no possibility between Zhuang Bai and Fang Kun.

Soon, with the increase of gossip around Zhuang Bai, and all kinds of fresh and tender young men, the gossip people quickly put the ambiguous past between him and Fang Kun behind them, and got used to Zhuang Bai's thousands of flowers. The solitary state of being hit and never touched.

Who would have thought that eight years later, almost all the people in Kyoto would have gotten used to Zhuang Bai's current state.First, it was rumored that the Zhuang family was likely to marry the old lady of the Liu family, the county head, and a few days after the news came out, Zhuang Bai directly rescued "Mei" by the riverside, and gave the ex-fiancé of the county head of the Liu family to him. "Forcibly kissed".

What a great show of the year!

Although everyone knew that Zhuang Bai acted to "save King Rui's anger" at that time, but the truth often did not spread as quickly as rumors.

In the evening of that day, there were all kinds of rumors in various taverns, noodle stalls, and inns in Kyoto that "Commander Zhuang changed his love to King Rui, and decided to marry his ex-fiancée County Lord Liu".

Regarding the gossip and gossip of the boring people, Zhuang Bai didn't take it to heart at all. He dropped the chess pieces to block Zhuang Ming's dying struggle, and laughed at the same time: "The people are so boring. I didn't bring him back to the mansion this time." Second, he didn't go all out to hire an imperial physician for him, and third, he didn't serve him personally like last time, so why did he have feelings for him?! So, everyone just wants to hear what they want to hear. No one wants to care about the truth of."

At this time, the young Zhuang Ming, who had already begun to look handsome, looked at the little half of his chess piece that had been eaten, and sneered back in pain: "Even if you bring him back to the mansion, so what if you invite an imperial physician to serve you personally? Not alone, but mixed to the point where the two of them are almost inseparable from each other!"

Zhuang Bai glanced at the corner of his mouth, looked at the stubborn young man in front of him, smiled and dropped his hand again, eating up a large part of Zhuang Ming's world: "Father is teaching you, when you don't have enough skills, don't be too provocative. That's just a quick word of mouth."

Zhuang Ming: "..."

Zhuang Mao, who was standing on the sidelines watching chess and ordered not to speak, muttered dissatisfiedly: "Father, why are you so good at chess? It's still so easy to defeat us after giving up six of us. Why don't you let us in now and then." Zhuang Mao, who is nearly ten years old, has finally stopped developing horizontally under Zhuang Bai's conscious control of his appetite in recent years, but his body is not well-proportioned, and he still looks like a little fat ball.

Not tall, with a rich body, eyes narrowed into a slit, and the dimples on the cheeks, there is a small Maitreya Buddha standing there. Gain some appetite.

It's just that in recent years, the relationship between Zhuang Ming and Zhuang Mao is still inseparable and intimate. Even Zhuang Bai, who is already very nervous, has begun to feel that something is wrong.

"Oh," Zhuang Bai cast a dispensable glance at him, "I'm just thinking about opportunism, and I'm saving dinner tonight."

Little Fatty tightly held the only half of the sugar cake left in his hand, trying not to let the sadness show on his lips, and said bravely: "Hmph, if you don't eat it, don't eat it."

Zhuang Ming patted the back of Zhuang Mao's hand reassuringly, and continued to lower his head in thought. After a long while, he fell down again with difficulty.

This time, Zhuang Bai blocked Zhuang Ming's retreat faster than before. He lowered his head and glanced at the chessboard. He estimated that with Zhuang Ming's chess strength, when he came up with a countermeasure, it would be almost impossible before midnight. , So he said: "Well, you should also think about it, before you figure out how to go next, tonight's dinner is also saved."

As soon as these words fell, Zhuang Mao's loud wailing was ushered in.

In the past, whenever Zhuang Mao was punished and not allowed to eat dinner, Zhuang Ming would secretly give him meals. Therefore, when Zhuang Bai just banned his own meals, although he was reluctant, he did not panic.But now, if Zhuang Ming's dinner is nowhere in sight, how can his hungry stomach survive the long night tonight.

Standing up, Zhuang Bo commanded the servant girl behind them: "You all guard for me, no one is allowed to steal food, do you hear me?"

Everyone pursed their lips and snickered as usual, and saluted and agreed. Anyway, it was not the first time the two of them encountered this kind of punishment.

It's just that Zhuang Ming, who used to be able to think about the next move of the chess game before dark, stayed up late tonight.

"Eldest young master, let's go back to rest. The second young master is already asleep, so I don't feel hungry."

Zhuang Ming's eyes were shining, and she waved her hands persistently: "Sleeping hungry is not good for your health, you all stand back, let me think again."

Zhuang Bai, who was hiding in the dark night, drank some wine and looked at the young boy on the stone table holding a candle and thinking about the chess game, until he had finished thinking about the chess game and the answer matched Da Zhuang, then he happily called the boy to go The kitchen prepares meals, and they enter the room to pat Zhuang Mao, who is sleeping restlessly clutching his stomach, and eat happily together.

Zhuang Bai watched that he didn't eat much during the whole process, he patronized Zhuang Mao's Zhuang Ming, blinked, and sighed: "Master Die, in fact, this method of revenge against the third prince is really beyond my expectation. .”

"Ah?" Die Yeh, who was hiding in the treetops not far away, flapped his wings and looked at the scene in the brightly lit courtyard not far away, "Although I really want to tell you, let nature take its course, but your luck It’s always inexplicably good, can this be done?”

Zhuang Bai looked sadly at the two little people below, and took another sip of wine helplessly: "Perhaps, this is fate."

"Tsk! The original owner's grievances have basically dissipated, yet you are still lucky enough to get extra points. This kind of luck is really indescribable."

"I can't help it. Who made the third prince seriously homophobic? I'm embarrassed not to take the points that were given to me for nothing."