Small country with few people

Let’s not talk about Sangu first, let’s talk about the Wan Guo Cuju Competition. The Wan Guo Cuju Competition has always been a superficial project. For the face of the nobles, every mother and mother have to say something about each other during a quarrel. It is very unpleasant to be your mother. With the Wan Guo Cuju Competition, it will be different. Everyone finally has enough platform to play. A map gun is installed, such as Mr. Lu, who is known as the number one fighter in my wife's country.

Lu is always a general banner, a small official, equivalent to the small captain of the Young Pioneers.

But this person's fighting power is so strong that even I, Da Honglu's master, can't talk about him. Only since Da Honglu was resisted by Monk Tang, Dahonglu Temple has been leaderless. It can't go on like this. Such an important position as Honglu must be appointed by the king himself, so the king held a symposium at the Dahonglu Temple and asked everyone to sign up enthusiastically.

Dahonglu Temple is a diplomatic institution, referred to as the Food Club.

As I said before, my belief is the kitchen. Anything that is edible and delicious cannot escape the eyes of my people, and Dahonglu Temple has assumed the responsibility of being a pioneer in the development of new food.

The responsibility is heavy, comparable to the cabinet + senate + military command.

The first element of our DPRK's diplomacy is to examine whether the enemy's neighbors are delicious.

When Monk Tang came, the whole capital was excited and wanted to have a taste of it, but unfortunately it didn't happen, and almost didn't rebel.

This time, there is a strange participating country in the Wan Guo Cuju Competition - My Diao Country. This country is located in the northwest of our country. It is quite far away. There is no intersection at ordinary times. I don't take it seriously either. I'm fighting with Wusun recently. Wusun is not a club either. The two countries are fighting like hell.

Mi Huan has always been eager to go to my diao country, he thinks he can find his belonging there.

Ya traitor.

It's a pity that brother Pingtou is my king's favorite, and this king can't bear to tie his wings.

Brother Pingtou wants to bid farewell to the king, although the king is heartbroken, he still agrees. Sending him a poem is not about Mo Chou's future ignorance. The king has already given it to Xiao Pei.

Ah, my Peilang, Yunhu is not happy when he sees a gentleman.

Although this king doesn't know what it means to see Junzi Yunhu not happy.

This time, Dahonglu Temple, which has no leader, was completely crushed by Lu Zongqi in the Wan Guo Cuju Competition.

The ruling and opposition parties saw that they could not be compared by my wife country, so they had to choose a new Dahonghe.

At the beginning of the symposium, everyone was excited and exposed each other...not a recommendation, but almost exposed the scandal that there are 120 people in Dahonglu Temple and more than 1 hills.

There are a total of 20 people in Dahonglu Temple, all of whom are elites who are proficient in foreign affairs. One of them has a delicate skeleton and looks like the kind of person who would be stopped by the old man hiding in the alley to look at the goldfish... the secret book.

The king asked him to get up and speak.

"My name is Zhang San'er. I am the person who speaks the best foreign languages ​​in our Dahonglu Temple. Every time a foreign country comes to pay tribute, our boss asks me to receive them, because I speak the best foreign languages. I will I speak several foreign languages, such as Tubo, Loulan, Xiongnu, Turkic, and Mongolian. I can understand the rest, what? If you speak my wife’s language, my lord, of course I can. It cannot be said to be proficient, but it can only be said to have a little understanding. Even so, I have also become the pillar of our Dahonglu Temple. Mr. Guan is still alive... When he was in office, he relied on me very much. I will never forget that day for the first time. When I met Master Da Honglu once, can you blame me for sleeping many widows of fallen soldiers at the border? They feel cold, and I will use my body temperature to warm them up, keep them warm ... You know it, life is harmonious, it's human nature, why do the widow's family want to kill me? I'm responsible, I don't do it, there are so many people... other widows are waiting for me to warm, In this way, I traveled all the way to the capital, begging for food, and was immediately spotted by Mr. Guan. He pressed my shoulder and said that the future of Dahonglu Temple will be handed over to me and him."

The rest of the crowd was excited, and one person flew over and held Zhang San'er down, "Well, you three usually treat me as a brother, and when you need a woman, I bite the bullet, but I didn't expect you to You stole my speech! How could you, the eldest son of a powerful family in Guanzhong, go to the border and sleep with so many widows! The prince is very clear."

The king stopped dozing immediately.

"Which family are you the eldest son?"

Zhang San, a good name.

"Returning to the prince, the lower official Zhang San is the only son of the Xie family in Guanzhong."

Surnamed Xie.

This king only thought of one, and that was Mr. Xie Ge.

嘶

The king looks a little strange when he looks at him again, he vaguely remembers how flirtatious Xie everyone was when he molested the king.

Look at the sharp-billed monkey cheeks, eye-catching triangular eyes and big mouth of the Xie family's son-in-law.

Based on my custom of looking forward to being promoted, Zhang San looks very influential in his official career.

"Since you are the only son of the Xie family, why are you called Zhang San?"

"My lord is strange. I'm not the poor scholar or the arty people from the Tang Dynasty. I can have whatever surname I want. If I'm happy to be named Zhang San, I'd like to be named Xie."

Zhang Sanxie said freely.

"My lord, don't listen to his nonsense. In fact, he forced himself to have a humble name since he was a child to support him. Since his mother's maiden name was Zhang, he named him Zhang San."

"Who is your mother?"

"My mother was born in the Zhang family in Qinghe."

The king was surprised when he opened his mouth wide. One of his parents was the son of a suave and handsome old man Xie Ge, and the other was a beautiful daughter of the Qinghe Zhang family who was known to be married all over the world. So... strange?

Could it be Uncle Wang?

Still failed to elect a new Da Honglu, "Let's do this, those who are able will live."

Whoever can do it better than Lu Zongqi of my wife's country will be a big honglu.

But who would have imagined that when Da Honglu was gearing up and trying to make a living with Lu Zongqi, he was preempted by my dick who broke out halfway, and the terrifying Lu Zongqi actually gave up with hatred?

Amazing!

Lu Zongqi is famous all over the world for his kung fu, even the sixth aunt who often quarrels in the Eight Great Alleys is willing to bow down. It is said that since the sixth aunt was beaten by Lu Zongqi in front of all civil and military officials at the Great Court Conference Su Zhuang's whole body is soft and he will never be in the world of talking and talking again.

Woohoo.

And the one who served as the vanguard of my diao country's mouth gun turned out to be Song Ge, the cook of my diao country's Cuju team.

A bowl of ecstasy fish ball thick noodles makes me dick Guoxiong.

It can be said that Brother Song is the biggest contributor to my dick country and my wife country.

After reading Brother Song's information, the king looked at the eight thousand dead men who were kneeling on one knee in front of him but did not propose to the king, and said meaningfully:

"This person should be the traitor in the arena."