The Prodigal Son of the Empire

Zhang Ao got up and walked to the window, looked at the bustling scene below through the glass, and said quietly: "If I remember correctly, Wang Kang's grandfather, Mr. Su, has always insisted on the theory that sex is evil... "

"I understand!"

Zhenxuan also got up, and echoed: "Literati look down on each other, disputes over theories, and Mr. Su, it seems that he has always looked down on Wang Dingchang!"

"It's the perfect time for a big wedding!"

"My family will deal with my own family. It will definitely be a big show. It's just Mr. Su, will he come?"

"I will definitely," Zhang Ao said in a deep voice, "He is a rotten Confucian, and his temperament..."

Hearing this, Zhenxuan praised: "Master Hou's wonderful plan, it really kills people!"

Zhang Ao said again: "Even though that's the case, I'm afraid that Wang Kang... will not get married soon!"

"What do you mean by that?" Zhen Xuan asked suspiciously.

"Because Wang Kang has attracted that person's personal attention," Zhang Ao's voice was a little dignified, as if he was quite afraid when he mentioned it.

"That person is not a patient person, I am afraid he will send someone directly..."

After hearing this, Zhenxuan suddenly turned pale with shock, "You mean..."

Zhang Ao didn't answer, but he let out a low sigh in his heart.

Pity……

[Author's digression]: The second update, (do you feel nervous?)

Chapter 381 Secret, The Killer Strikes

Even Wang Kang would never have imagined that Zhang Ao, the dignified Governor of Xishan Province, would come to Xinfeng County with his subordinates to select relatives.

At the moment, he is accompanying the abbot of Wuming Temple.

The great monk came again, and he finally couldn't bear the temptation of fine wine.

This time Wang Kang prepared a high-strength wine for him, how strong is this wine?

In case of fire, it will burn immediately.

Already comparable to high alcohol.

According to Wang Kang's estimate, the degree can reach the level of being bored in the previous life.

When ordinary people smell this wine, they will feel spicy and tangy, and after drinking it, their stomachs will burn...

But this great monk actually gulped down his food directly, which made Wang Kang amazed again and again.

Even Li Qingman beside him watched in disbelief, frowning.

How did you drink this wine?

"Shuang, this is called wine, real wine... everything else is swill! Swill!"

The great monk took a sip violently and couldn't help sighing.

But in an instant, a blush appeared on his face...

"Wang Kang... you... this family, you guys, are not authentic. There is such a good wine, no, don't bring it out as soon as possible."

The alcohol content was too high, and the great monk stuck out his tongue spicyly, and kept talking.

"There are better things, do you want to try them?" Wang Kang asked with a smile.

"what?"

"This?" Wang Kang took out a cigarette.

"what is this?"

"cigarette."

"Cigarettes? Is it made of bitter grass?"

The great monk said in surprise.

"right,"

As Wang Kang said, he handed one to the great monk, and then took one himself.

"Look at me like this," Wang Kang took out the torch and lit the cigarette...

Wow, what a long-lost taste.

After puffing out the smoke, Wang Kang also ignited it for the great monk. He followed Wang Kang's example and took a deep breath.

"Cough cough!"

The mouth was too big, maybe because he was not used to it, he choked directly.

However, his eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at Wang Kang in surprise, "That's how it feels!"

"Better than you chewing leaves,"

"Okay, ten thousand times better," said the great monk, taking another deep breath.

"Ha ha!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Kang laughed too. Alcohol and cigarettes are available, where do you want to go?

Just stay with me.

He thought about it, took out an exquisite wooden box, handed it over, patted the monk on the shoulder and said: "This is for you, don't forget to give it to Master Shanneng, smoke a few too!"

The great monk took a deep breath, "You bastard is on the way,"

As he said, he opened the box and arranged a few cigarettes neatly, "What's the matter?"

"You think this thing is easy to make, smoke it first, and then talk after it's done."

As Wang Kang said, he still understands the trickle of water.

Seeing the two swallowing clouds, Li Qingman came over curiously and sniffed lightly.

"Oh, it's so choking, a smell of smoke."

Wang Kang waved his hand and said, "You don't understand, brother is not smoking cigarettes, but loneliness!"