Love your pet egg

Prime Minister's House.

There was a chair in the middle of the Huanfeng courtyard. The prime minister's wife, Guan Ruofeng, was sitting on the chair. Two burly nuns stood in front, one on the left and the other on the right. Each of them held a whip in his hand. The whip made a hunting sound in the air. With a sound, the person who was kneeling all over the ground trembled, and no one knew who the whip would hit at the next moment.

From the old steward in the yard to the personal maid in the inner room, everyone's clothes were torn apart, blood was splashed on the blue-gray floor tiles, and there was a bloody smell in the air that couldn't be blown away. taste.

Although Guan Ruofeng is over fifty years old, she still has a lot of strength. She slapped the armrest hard, and the strong iron wood made a "click" sound. She stared wide-eyed and asked angrily:

"Are you saying it or not? Where did Eleven Lang go? Who let him go?!"

"Ma'am," Mother Qiao turned her face and said softly, "It's been a whole day of interrogation, it seems that they really don't know."

"Impossible!" Guan Ruofeng raised a ferocious unlined eyebrow, his eyes were like knives, he gritted his teeth, wheezing and wheezing, and his voice was like a copper chime, "That little beast is so weak that he has to pant three times after walking a few steps. There is no one to answer him. Can you leave this yard? Keep fighting!"

"Snapped!"

The long whip flicked in the air, and there was a whistling sound in the air. A young servant in the crowd yelled "Wow!" He covered his mouth and lay on the ground, daring not to move.

The black-faced and bull-eyed Nanny Liu whipped everyone again and again, but the servants kowtowed on the ground, and none of them could tell where Master Eleven had gone.

"A group of dogs who eat inside and outside! Just like your master, they pretend to be honest on weekdays, and the bad water is hidden in their bones! If you don't tell the truth, they will all be tattooed and sold to Rongzhou..."

"Ma'am, ma'am!" Guan Ruofeng's voice came from far away before the person in charge of Guan Ruofeng's house arrived. He stumbled over a rope and almost fell into a dog's shit, "Hey, who tied the little donkey here? At the gate of the courtyard, the slaves in Huanfengyuan are getting worse and worse!"

The steward jumped over the threshold with one foot and jumped into the courtyard, still shouting, "Madam, the master has returned with Master Eleven!"

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"The garden at your home is not as big as it was just now, and it doesn't look like there is as much money there!"

Eleven followed Feng Huairen bouncing all the way in, but fortunately he didn't care about the size of the garden, he only cared about when his dinner would start.

Feng Huai said heartily, my little ancestor, the garden you stayed in just now is the largest garden in the whole world, if our family passes by, will the heads of this family still be there?

The chief steward of Feng's mansion is Feng Huairen's cousin brought over from his hometown, named Feng Qiu, who is Feng Huairen's confidant, at this moment, following behind his master, suppressing the surprise in his heart, he bowed his head to listen to Feng Huairen's order:

"I'm going to the palace tonight. Shishilang's dinner is prepared by you. Chicken, duck, fish, soup buns and small steamed buns. Everything you have in the mansion is ready..."

Steward Feng interrupted the master in confusion: "What are you taking, master?"

Feng Huairen was also taken aback, and then remembered to ask Eleven: "Then what is it?"

"Shu Mai is siu mai," Eleven gestured. He was not smart enough in other things, and he was a little self-taught when it came to eating a dish. He taught Steward Feng, "Wrap the dough with meat and knead it like a pomegranate. I want to eat mutton. The oil must be rich, the skin must be thin, and the stuffing must be fragrant!"

The little boy squinted his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he had already smelled the fragrance, thick but not greasy.

Steward Feng rolled his eyes, thinking that this is just an unsealed steamed stuffed bun, and quickly nodded in response: "Understood, I understand!"

Feng Huairen flattered him and said: "I didn't know Shishilang had such a talent, and he also had such attainments in the art of food. This 'sell' thing, um, the buns were brought along and shaped into pomegranates. It’s beautiful, even the name is so elegant…”

Eleven scratched his head: "You old man, your speech is too polite. I'm actually not used to hearing you speak like this. To tell you the truth, I have a high school education, and the Chinese class there is very torturous..."

Butler Feng was dumbfounded. He looked up at the sun in the west. That's right, it was evening, and the sun went west. It was the right way. Why couldn't he understand a word of what the Eleven Young Masters said?

But even if the old man is called an old man, the eleventh young master really turned his back on his dear father once he leaped into the dragon's gate? !

Feng Huairen didn't take it at all, and still smiled with a chrysanthemum in full bloom: "That's that, my son... my Shishilang's literary talents, if he takes the exam, he will definitely get into high school!"

Eleven waved his hands again and again: "I don't want to go to high school anymore. My head hurts when I do my homework. Alas, I don't understand. You probably have no education."

"That's that, that's that." Feng Huairen continued to smile apologetically.

One old and one young, one is "high school" and the other is "high school". Chickens and ducks talked and talked all the way.

Steward Feng's face was stiff, but his heart was full of turmoil. The eleventh young master left home for a trip, and he seemed to have changed from his attire to his temperament. But since the master brought it back personally, it must be wrong No, Fengqiu sighed in his heart, it's a pity that such a handsome son was forced to become a male concubine, and his brain was completely broken.

After Feng Huairen explained the matter, Steward Feng hurriedly whispered:

"Madam is now in the Huanfengyuan, sending out the slaves in the courtyard!"

Feng Huairen shivered reflexively when he heard the word "madam".

Guan Ruofeng is Fengxiang's original partner, and her family background is unspeakably noble. She is the daughter of Yipin Zhen Guogong and Duanyang Dachang Princess. She is the cousin of the current emperor. She is a few years older than Fengxiang.

Zhen Guogong is full of powerful generals, Guan Ruofeng has inherited all the genes of the Guan family, and has a big arm and a round waist. The stature of ordinary men is not as good as her, with a broad face and eyebrows, and infinite strength. The storytellers in the teahouse jokingly call her the overlord of Western Chu Cast the wrong tire.

And Feng Huairen was just a young prostitute back then, he had no background, no background, but the marriage of these two people was applauded all over the capital at that time.

At that time, Lord Jingguo was Minister of the Ministry of War, and his sons held important powers. The Guan family was in full swing, but none of the big and small families in Beijing dared to marry this fierce girl.

Duke Yasukuni had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, and fixed his eagle eyes on the humble hero from outside.

At that time, Feng Huairen, who had just turned [-] and was more elegant in appearance than literary talent, was the Tanhua Lang of that class. Duke Jing Guo in the Jinluan Palace took a fancy to him at a glance, and even coaxed and deceived him to marry his daughter over.

All the nobles in Manjing breathed a sigh of relief, who would tell him to remind him.

Before getting married, Feng Huairen was still proud of his title on the gold list, the winner of the bridal chamber, everything goes well, and the winner of life, when he took off the hijab, he pouted at that time.

Guan Ruofeng lifted up the sleeves of the big red wedding dress, and "kuang kuang" twitched his ears, and Feng Xiang woke up leisurely, and finally wept and bridal chamber.

At this moment when he heard his wife sending out the servants in Shishilang's yard, Feng Huairen knew how tragic the scene was without asking. He turned his heels towards Huanfengyuan and instinctively wanted to turn back, but when he saw the The heartless youngest son had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward.

Today is different from the past, today's Eleven Lang has an unpredictable temperament, and he is valued by the sage. No matter how afraid Mr. Feng is of his wife, he can't surpass his heart of loyalty to the sage.

Feng Huairen led Eleven to the Huanfengyuan, coaxing softly:

"Don't argue with your mother...with your wife for a while. She is in charge of all the money in this mansion. If you make her unhappy, you won't be given any money. Your dinner, but your dinner is yours." It's gone..."

"I have gold!" Eleven flipped out two little golden eggs and said generously, "Here you are!"

Feng Huairen's eyelids twitched violently, the boy who was good at money threw out countless golden eggs along the way, and the small vendors all over the street were as happy as New Year's Eve.

Feng Huairen asked him where the gold came from, but he refused to say, each of these little golden eggs weighed twice as much. Xiang Feng thought about it, probably it was given by Prince Jing before he went to the imperial study. Wang really likes Eleven.

Create!

There is a big difference between a Concubine Jing and a Concubine Jing who has won Prince Jing's favor.

Feng Xiang pushed back Eleven's hand in pain, only feeling that his heart was trembling:

"This gold, you keep it yourself and use it as a dowry. When the time comes, father... I will tell my wife that in addition to the royal dowry, I will also give you some dowry. 64 sets of dowry are indispensable..."

"Of course there are fewer 64 units! Our Concubine Jing must have red makeup for ten miles, and the whole city is beautiful! Otherwise, how can I get back the face that was thrown away?!"

A loud angry sound exploded in front of him like a thunderbolt, scaring Feng Xiang so much that he jumped on the spot before he managed to calm down and apologized with a smile:

"Ma'am, why did you come to greet me in person at the gate of the courtyard? Look, Eleven Lang is back!"

Guan Ruofeng's already dark face looked more like splashed with ink at this moment. She swung the whip with one hand and stuck her thick waist with the other, and grumbled gruffly:

"Princess Jing still knows she's coming back, where did she go for a stroll?"

Eleven has not applied the three characters "Prince Jing" to himself, and he doesn't know that people are talking to him, so he just keeps teasing the little donkey tied to the gate of the courtyard. Looking at the donkey's nostrils, he couldn't help laughing when he saw that the donkey was kicking.

Guan Ruofeng narrowed his eyes: "I'm talking to you! Didn't you hear me? Go out and make you deaf!"

"Ma'am!" Feng Xiang raised his foot and wanted to move forward, but saw the whip timidly stop, "Eleventh Lang is now..."

"Shua Shua—" The whip rang in the air, Xiang Feng shrank his neck, and took a few steps back.

While holding the little donkey, Eleven looked at Fengxiang and asked, "Is this your elder brother? How fierce! Are you afraid of him?"

"Eleventh Lang..." Feng Xiang's eyes darkened, and he just wanted to cover his youngest son's mouth.

"What did you say?!" Guan Ruofeng let out a lion's roar, shaking the leaves on the old locust tree to rustle down.

The servants in the Huanfengyuan heard Eleven's voice and crawled out on their knees, coughing their heads loudly with the blood on their bodies:

"Master! You are back... woo woo woo..."

"Hey! Why have you all been beaten?" Eleven looked at the people all over the floor strangely. Although he didn't know these people, he couldn't help feeling sympathetic when he saw that they were hung with broken cloth strips, and the flesh inside was bloody. , especially there were several girls who were beaten.

"Who beat you? Even girls are beaten, shameless!"

As soon as Eleven asked this sentence, a very thin black whip shadow flashed in the air, and with Feng Huairen's exclamation, "Madam, stop!", Guan Ruofeng's whip has already swung around!

Eleven raised his hand to grab the tail of the whip, and said angrily, "Beat someone again! What's wrong with this!"

With a slight effort in his hand, he snatched the whip away, and when Eleven raised his hand, he was about to pull it back——

"You can't make it!" Feng Huairen yelled quickly, he felt his body was so weak that he couldn't stand up, he fell back on the butler's body, almost unable to lift himself up in one breath, he could only shout in vain, " Eleven Lang, you can't do it!"

Guan Ruofeng was rampant for a while, he never expected that the bastard who had always been submissive to him would dare to grab the whip, and immediately jumped up and cursed:

"You little bastard has turned against you! Do you think you dare to climb on top of my old lady after you have named Concubine Jing? You rebellious and unfilial son! When Prince Jing is in front of Mrs. Ben, he still wants to call his cousin. What are you?" Stuff? You can't become a phoenix even if you have a little evil seed born by a mother but not taught by a mother to fly on a branch...&%￥*@%&#..."

The following series of words were simply unbearable, and Feng Xiang was gasping for breath, shouting out of breath, "I can't...Madam...I can't..."

Eleven's cheeks were slowly bulging, and he wanted to curse back several times but couldn't get in. He scratched his head in anger, and finally stomped his feet and pointed at him: "Shut up!"

Red light flowed from the young man's white fingertips, Guan Ruofeng's mouth was still wide open, his lips kept opening and closing, but no sound came out.

Everyone was dumbfounded, not understanding what happened to Madam.

At this moment, the donkey tethered under the old locust tree suddenly kicked up and let out a cry: "Uh-uh-"

Guan Ruofeng immediately yelled out, "Bah—uh——"

Under the eyes of everyone, the prime minister's wife suddenly bent her arms and folded them in front of her chest, like two hooves. She raised one foot backwards, as if imitating the little donkey, and finally she was able to speak. Said:

"I'm a little donkey, I'm a little donkey, I have gray ears and a big mouth, uh, uh, hoof, fart, you want to ride me, there's no way... ..."

The prime minister's wife turned around in circles while chanting. When she was chanting, she put her hands on her forehead, and when she was farting, she pouted her butt...

"Husband, ma'am?" The two close nuns stared dumbfounded.

The old housekeeper Fengqiu was stunned.

The servants kneeling all over the ground were dumbfounded.

Only the red-clothed boy raised his head with his hands on his hips and laughed loudly. While laughing, he shrank his slender neck and imitated Guan Ruofeng's voice:

"Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, hahaha! Ugly, let you scold me, a little bit—"

"Old, master?" Steward Feng's voice trembled and trembled, and while giving Feng Huairen who was about to pout, he asked tremblingly, "Ma'am, are you... crazy?"

Feng Huairen's lips turned white, his eyeballs rolled up, his breathing was heavy, his chest was bulging like a dilapidated old bellows, he clutched his chest, tears poured down like rain, and the more they fell, the bigger they went:

"The family is unfortunate, the family is unfortunate..."

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The code came out early today, and it will be out at six o'clock. Thank you for the little angels who voted for the overlord or the irrigation nutrient solution for me~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

10 bottles of E'cheesepur; 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!