Daming Super Daddy

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Throughout the ages, fights are nothing more than two outcomes, one is that one party loses and the other party wins; the other is that both losers suffer.

The result of today's fight is obvious. Although Fu Yuwei has been fighting outside all year round, with Huang San's skills, these guys are no match at all.It was not enough time for a cup of tea, and all the hundred households in Fuyuwei were knocked down. Not only were their noses and faces swollen, but even their armors were dismantled in a mess.

In the end, all the hundreds of households in Fuyuwei were thrown together and formed into a pile.

If eyes could kill, Fuyuwei's hundreds of households would have killed Huang San and the others [-] times.

"What are you looking at?" Looking at Zhang Meng who was staring round, Huang San's eyes rolled and suddenly remembered something.

"What are you looking at?" Zhang Meng said viciously.

"What's wrong?"

Huang San and several of his subordinates were annoyed, they dragged out a long bench from one side, aimed at these guys, and smashed them hard.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, a hundred households from the Chinese military's governor's mansion dropped his badge on the ground in the chaos, and was quietly put away by a hundred households from Fuyuwei.

"Brothers, throw them out!" Huang San gave the last order, dragging a Baihu's ankles and throwing them out of the gate.

"Ouch!"

For a while, there were wailing sounds everywhere, but no one cared about them. Huang San and the others even laughed loudly at the door.

On the street, some passers-by and ordinary people saw this scene, and they ran away as if they were solving a problem, but in the surrounding shops, shopkeepers and clerks poked their heads out, looking at the four Fuyuwei Baihu who fell on the ground .

The hundred households who had become so embarrassed that two of their legs had been broken could only hold back their anger, supported each other, and ran towards the city gate.

In the Jinxiu Pavilion, the four Jinyiwei Qianhu and Baihu from Nanzhen Fusi all laughed when they saw the four Fuyuwei Baihu who were drifting away.

"Xiaoer, pay the bill!" Qianhu of Jinyiwei left a gold key on the table and walked directly to the door.

When approaching the door, the Jinyiwei Qianhu turned his head to look at Huang San, and said, "Brother, you are very skilled!"

Huang San cupped his hands and said, "You're welcome!"

Jin Yiwei Qianhu took a deep look at Huang San and said, "We will see each other again!"

"I hope!" Huang San shrugged his shoulders, threw a golden scorpion behind him, and said loudly: "Xiao Er, the meal payment is settled, and the damage to the dishes, tables and chairs will be charged to Fu Yuwei." on the body!"

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Compared with the undercurrents in the court hall, the palace of King Han is harmonious, no, it can be said to be lively.

After getting up early in the morning, Zhu Song started to make a small pot. He planned to have a hot pot meal at noon this morning. It's been so long since he came back, so he was so greedy.

Although there is hot pot in the current Ming Dynasty, it is far behind the various shabu-shabu in his previous life.

In the center of the stone table in the gazebo in the garden of King Han's Mansion, there is a small hot pot with a strange shape.

This small pot is about the size of a washbasin, and is made of brass. There is a bottom frame on the bottom, and a round pot on the top. But in the middle of the pot, there is a tall chimney, protruding. There was white smoke.

This small hot pot was specially made by Zhu Songming's craftsman early in the morning, and the style was changed several times.

In addition, around the small hot pot were more than a dozen kinds of wild vegetables, mushrooms the size of a baby's fist, white tofu, transparent fish, and plates of extremely thinly sliced ​​mutton.

The mutton was put on pieces of ice by Zhu Song. Anyway, there is enough ice in the freezer now, so I am not afraid of wasting it.

A bunch of little guys: Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Huixun, Xie Zhenqi, Song Yueer, Zhu Biying, and Zhu Taihe who was newly brought into the house.All of them gathered around the table with greedy faces, waiting for the water in the small hot pot to boil.

As for why Zhu Huixun and Zhu Zhanji were still in the house, they were thrown back by their father and grandfather!

Anyway, it's better to have someone to take care of them than to bother them, right?

"Uncle Song, are you alright?" Zhu Huixun was dying of hunger.

"You boy, you are the only one who is greedy!" Zhu Song, who was mixing the sesame paste, gave him an annoyed look, and said, "Didn't you see that the water is still boiling? Besides, none of you guys are willing to make the seasoning by yourself , boil it and eat it dry?”

"I, am I hungry?" Zhu Huixun's face became embarrassing.

"Uncle Song, I think you're trying to covet us on purpose!" Zhu Zhanji said, curling his lips.

"Hey, it's my fault that I made you delicious food!" Zhu Song was so angry that he threw away his chopsticks and said, "You guys make it yourself! Do it yourself, and you will have enough food and clothing!"

Just when the little guys wanted to act like a baby and coax Zhu Song, Huang Sansan in soft armor strode over.

"My lord!" Walking into the gazebo, Huang San saluted Zhu Song.

Zhu Song waved his hand and said, "How is it?"

Huang San smiled all over his face: "It's done!"

"Okay!" Zhu Song clapped his hands and laughed, "Next, let's wait for a good show!" (To be continued.)

Chapter 128 Attitude Determines Everything

Fuyuwei camp outside the city.

"Zhang Baihu, Tong Baihu, what's wrong with you?"

The hundreds of households beaten by Fuyuwei had just returned to the camp, and before they had time to enter the camp, the soldiers guarding the gate of the camp asked with concern.

The embarrassed figures of Zhang Meng and the others paused suddenly, but none of the four said anything, but went straight to the direction of the camp of the Chinese army.

In the camp, Fu Yuwei's commanding colleague Hai Sanan Daxi was eating, when a soldier with a strange pattern on his face and pigtails rushed in.

"General!" The soldier knelt down on one knee and clasped his fists with an expression of indignation on his face, "I also ask the general to be the master for us!"

"Kemukita, what do you mean?" Hai Sanan asked, putting down the knife that was cutting the mutton in his hand, and said, "But why did you suffer?"

The soldier named Kemuqita didn't get up, but clapped his hands directly.

Zhang Meng and several other Fuyu guards were in a mess, helping each other and walking in with blood on their faces.

Hai Sanan Daxi stood up straight away and growled, "What happened? Why are you in such a mess?"

"General, we are the ones who discredited Fu Yuwei!" Zhang Meng took out a waist card with deep guilt on his face, and said, "Today..."

"The Governor's Mansion of the Chinese Army is really deceiving people too much!" After listening to Zhang Meng's embellished narration, Hai Sanan Daxi slammed his fist on the table.

"Kemuqita, I order you to lead the [-] elites under your command to go to the Commander's Mansion of the Chinese Army immediately, and arrest all of these people to the camp!"

Hai Sanan answered Xi with a gloomy face, and said, "People who dare to touch our Fuyuwei are really tired!"

A storm is about to burst forth!

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