The Counterfeit Madam Hou

Tang Zibo glanced deeply at the blank paper Ayers handed over.

He thought for a while before expanding the paper in his hand, drawing a map of the grass on it, even the handwriting could not be easily recognised.

He looked down for a moment before folding the blank paper according to the original lines, and looked up at Ayers in depth: “What does this mean, envoy? ”

Ayers smiled, “I know the king is looking for these four famous paintings, but if we have the same purpose, why not help each other?” At the end of the day, in order to increase persuasion, "he added," not to mention that we still have the same enemy, the king and I both know that as long as Xue Mu stays alive, it will be difficult for us to make a big difference. ”

Tang Zibo looked at him definitively and seemed to want to see what was happening in his face. Unfortunately, Ayers' eyes were sincere and sincere enough to make people feel suspicious that he was an intolerable thing.

Tang Zibo snorted unheartedly, his father-in-law wanted to get rid of Shemu because he was the right arm of the emperor today. If he started things, Shemu would be the greatest resistance. As for Ayers... Want to come to Shemu is to block his invasion of the iron hooves?

Such a wolf's ambition can also be said to be so insignificant, but it is not a common shame.

He cannot deny, however, that Shermou is indeed their common enemy at the moment. He looked at Awes in silence and asked with a smile: "I wonder what the conditions are for an envoy? ”

Ayers' narrow eyes glistened: "I only hope that His Majesty will help me climb the throne of the Eastern Gangaroo kingdom on a successful day. ”

Tang Zibo's lips were silenced before he said: “I will inform my father of this matter as soon as possible, and ask the Special Envoy to wait for Jiayin. ”

A pair of eagle eyes in Ayers curved slightly: "Hope we have a good time working together. ”

Tang Zibo nodded and didn't feel comfortable asking: "But I don't suppose the envoy would fool me with a fake map? ”

"This map was given to me by Nightingale herself," said Awes. "If Brother Hiroshima doesn't believe me, I can't help it. ”

Tang Zibo sighed for a moment and smiled at Ayers: “How could I not believe that the envoy was so sincere? ”

When the two reached a consensus and the heavens and the south and the north whispered again, Ayers rose to bid farewell. After he left, Tang Zibo immediately repaired the book to his father-in-law in Lingnan, conveyed the original meaning of Awes to him locally, and in turn mentioned the fake Liu Qinghuan.

When the pigeons flew out of Changan, Ayers also arrived at the residence. Eggin sat in the garden teasing the birds and saw him come back and asked carelessly: "What do you say? ”

Ayers frowned slightly, seemingly thinking, "Do you really think they'll follow the map? ”

Eggin smiled softly and looked at him: “King Lingnan has Zhu Sha Mei Dong in his hand. If he gets the other half of the map on Bai Yulan, he will find half the treasure. Even if he knows there may be a fake, he will definitely try it. ”

“Wouldn't that have cheapened them if that half of the map was true? ”

Ikin thought, “No problem, if he can start a coup d 'état, it's Bailey for us. ”

Ayers nodded, joking with him the birds in the yard.

In Yongning Hou, Liu Qinghuan has always been honest these days. She didn't change the lock on the sleeping door after it was broken by Shemu, who never attacked her again at night except the day she first moved in.

The two of them were safe and sound, but the Ning family was in a hurry. Seeing that Shemu had been living in the main house for half a month, she wondered whether her son was having some problems.

“Good Chen, why don't we just drug it? ”

Liang Chen was suddenly stopping to squeeze Ning's shoulders, and then he pulled the corner of his mouth stiffly: "No, not very well.” Look at the way Grandpa rushed the old lady!

Ning stepped up angrily: "It's not good to let them go like this! ”

After counting the time, Liu Qinghuan has been married to Hou Fu for more than three months. This has not been a full house. Do you really want to kill her?

Liang Chen softly soothed the Ning family for a long time before she temporarily dispelled the idea of drugging. Looking at Ning's angry side face, Liang Chen volunteered to visit Grandpa Hou's mouth wind.

When I saw Shemu outside the main house, Liang Chen gently expressed the old lady's desire to drug them. After listening, Xue Mu looked at Liang Chen with surprise. At one glance, the face of Good Chen was blushed.

Good Chen fled in desolation, leaving Xue Mu with his eyebrows and walking into the main room, his expression looked like he had encountered some difficulties.

Liu Qinghuan was eating golden soufflé. When he saw Xue Mu come in, he greeted him with enthusiasm: “Master Hou, this is the golden soufflé just steamed in the kitchen. Would you like to try one? ”

Shemu lowered her head and glanced at the milky golden soufflé in her hand, her eyes slightly twirling: “Did this just come from Good Chen? ”

“Yes.” Liu Qinghuan bit the golden soufflé of the soft party again, feeling her heart was softened. “Good craftsmanship of Good Chen. When will you send her to study? ”

Shemu walked up to her and sat down, gazing weirdly at her.

“What, what?” Liu Qinghuan looked uncomfortable and swallowed the golden soufflé in his mouth.

"" In the future, don't eat anything you want from Mama, "said Shemu. ”

“Why? ”

“Good Chen just told me that Mama wanted to drug us. ”

Liu Qinghuan: “...”

“Cough, cough, cough!” Liu Qinghuan coughed violently with her mouth covered. She hurried to pour her a glass of water.

Liu Qinghuan took a few sips of water and finally put this sigh to rest: “Master, you can't insult her like this. ”

Shemu looked at her sympathetically: "Do you feel uncomfortable? ”

Liu Qinghuan: “...”

“Do you feel hot? ”

Liu Qinghuan: “...”

Shemu saw her face getting redder and her eyes became more and more caring: “If you are uncomfortable, don't be patient and feel free to come to me. ”

Liu Qinghuan: “...”

Is this a gangster?

Shemu looked at her and suddenly laughed low. Liu Qing looked at Shemu angrily, feeling he had been tricked. "Are you lying to me?” Being a liar can't stand being fooled!

Shemu shook her head: "Mama really wants to drug us. ”

Liu Qinghuan frowned: “What then? ”

Shemu thought about it and said, "Round house. ”

Liu Qinghuan: “...”

She's sure now, that's hooliganism.

Twisted Tong walked in through the door and looked at the two people sitting in the house and said to Shemu: "Master Hou, he fought with someone in front of the main hall. ”

Shemu's eyebrows moved and closed the smile on his face: “What's going on? ”

"“ There was a 17-eight-year-old boy outside the main hall, "replied Tong." He said he was trying to find Grandpa Hou. He stopped the man and the two of them started. ”

Shemu Dacheng has a great reputation. From time to time, young people with strong martial arts skills will come to Hou Fu to challenge him. If there are also visitors to study and art to ride with him on the sandbox, these people will usually be beaten down by Hou Fu's nursing home first. If Hou Fu's nursing home can't solve it, it will be a banquet or a banquet.

In short, many people have come to admire it over the years, but none of them have really made a deal with Shemu.

Shemu was not surprised by this, but Liu Qinghuan heard it for the first time. He thought it was very fresh: “It's a great courage to have someone come to the Hou Dynasty to challenge Master Hou. ”

Shemu glanced at her side and said, "Do you seem to want to see it? ”

Liu Qinghuan looked at him brightly: "Okay? ”

Shemu stood up from the bed and said to Twisted Tongue: "Go check it out.” Being able to start with the mumbling shows that there are still some real materials.

Liu Qinghuan put down a bite of golden milk soufflé on his hand and followed him with his butt upside down.

A number of people have been surrounded outside the main hall, mostly the guards of the Hou Mansion, and of course there are also many maids in the Mansion. They are gathered together to stare at the two people who have been beaten so hot that from time to time one or two shouts of shout out.

Similar in age, both men used swords, and Shemu stood aside for a moment to see that the teenager was not a rival.

Liu Qinghuan and Jinjin watched the two of them fight in a delicious way. The teenager dressed in plain clothes but made a sharp move, which made him a little impatient. Because it was in Hou Fu, all the guard maids around them were helping Hui Wei, by contrast, the young man who came to the challenge appeared to be a little weak. Only a purple girl standing near Liu Qinghuan has been cheering for the teenager.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but look at her a few more times. The girl looked like she was fifteen or six years old. Her eyes were big and godly. She was presumably a teenager's green plum bamboo horse.

At this moment, the noisy crowd suddenly calmed down after suddenly listening to the "bell”. Liu Qinghuan turned back and saw the sword body of the young man cut in half. He actually cut the sword in the young man's hand in half.

The teenager's face suddenly became a little ugly. He took his sword into the sheath with pride and glanced at him: “Next time, replace it with a better sword. ”

That tall toe looked red and angry at the teenager. He glanced sharply and looked in the direction of Shemu. He ran out of breath. The purple girl in the back screamed his name and chased him out.

Liu Qinghuan shook his head in disapproval when he walked over with pride: "Don't you have to pay for chopping off someone's sword? He doesn't look like he has any money, and you let him have a better sword. ”

"..."

Xue Mu hooked his lips and said to Xuan: “Do something for me. ”

"“ If you don't want me to pay for it, do it. ”

"“ Find out who the boy is, "said Shemu. ”

Qinghuan Liu and Qinghuan looked at him at the same time. See, instead of letting yourself lose money, he said reassuringly: “I know.” After that, I chased him out.

Shemu ordered him to go back. Liu Qinghuan looked at his back and slowly gripped his left hand.

In the palm of her hand, that purple girl snuck into her hand when she broke the teenager's sword.