Not only that, Zheng Lang vaguely felt that there were even greater troubles and was coming soon.

I feel a little regretful at this time, why bother to start a party or go to Tokyo? Isn’t it better to study with peace of mind and wait until my stomach is truly brilliant, and then show off again?

He walked to Jiang Xing'er, gestured for a moment, and said, "Look at you, you are all taller than me and older than me. How can I be your master?"

"Zheng Lang, I am only three years older than you."

"I am also old at the age of three years older. I haven't even written my own words well, so I went out and almost got into a big disaster, and I'm not qualified to teach you."

"Zheng Lang's word is enough to teach slaves." As he said that, he knelt down again.

"Get up," this is not an era of celebrating the spirit of kneeling, it will be until the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

"If you don't accept me as your disciple, you won't get up." What a rare opportunity, the Zheng family's little Lang is not developed. If he is developed, he will not even see him, so how can he become a disciple? This opportunity is fleeting, even if Zheng Lang is rushing away at this time, he will not be able to drive him away.

"You have read my words, and I have read your words, and my writing style is not suitable for you." This is true. The rice style only takes the framework of the Two Kings, but it is soft and charming. Not to mention the four strange characters behind it, which are the meat books of Liu Luoguo. Although they are not strong, they also deliberately abandon the rigidity and charm of the Pavilion.

"Slave can change."

"The character is like the person. I saw your actions at the flower party that day, and my personality seems to be very peaceful. It is appropriate to practice the Two Kings' style, but my character has little to do with the Two Kings."

"I just want to follow Zheng Lang..." I can't tell you, but no matter what you say, I will depend on you.

What should I do if I meet this fool?

Just as he was thinking, he heard Wu Sanro outside say loudly: "I have seen several empresses."

Needless to say, I heard the news that I was back that several good buddies in Zhengzhou City came. Like Mr. Wei and others outside the city, they may not have learned about it.

He had to look at Jiang Xing'er and said, "I accepted you, but there are two conditions, you must agree."

"As long as the sir is willing to accept me, the slave is willing to be a cow or a horse."

"I am not a gentleman, don't call me old (sir, in the Song Dynasty, it refers to a teacher, and also to respected elders)."

"Yes," Jiang Xing'er smiled like a flower, and looked into the room with her eyes terrified.

"Don't look, we agreed that you can go in and look through it yourself." Zheng Lang just shook his head, Wu Jue.

"Just listen to Zheng Lang's orders."

"I can give you some advice. Anyway, there are few people in your family, so it's okay if you can endure this kind of quiet and hardship. But I am not your husband, but you are the little maid I paid for. Do you understand?"

"As long as Zheng Lang takes in the slave, the slave is willing to be a little maid."

"I'm not... this little maid is an excuse. Also, I will redeem you and return the contract to you."

You cannot make it public. If you accept a female apprentice as your first female apprentice, you can only say that you are a maid. The former will be controversial, while the latter will be safe. In the Song Dynasty, romanticism was not a crime. However, it was also a headache. Since she was redeemed, it was impossible to really let her pay for it out of her own pocket. She still didn't know how much it would cost.

"Why should I return my contract? "There is no contract, and I want to drive myself away, so I drove myself away. However, if there is a contract, if Zheng Lang is not satisfied and wants to give her to someone, I will give her away. Zheng Lang is for her good, but after thinking about it, it probably won't make sense, so he had to say, "Whatever you want."

"I watched at the flower party that day. I first sympathized with Lou Xingshou. It was not until Lou Xingshou pushed Liu Sanbian away that his eyes showed anger. At that time, I knew that Zheng Lang was very good. As I guessed," Jiang Xing'er happily hugged Zheng Lang and rubbed Zheng Lang's chest with a pair of small pigeon eggs. The fragrance kept pounced into Zheng Lang's nose.

Zheng Lang's small body responded.

Alas, if this continues, I will teach you to bed sooner or later!

Zheng Lang walked to the outhouse speechlessly.

The third young master Wei and Erlang of the Niu family outside the city did not come, and the rest of the brothers all came.

"Oh, Dalang, I miss me to death." Wu Sanlang stretched out his Nine Yin White Bone Claws and rushed over.

"Speak well, speak well." Brothers, you are so enthusiastic. Zheng Lang said as he flashed back.

"Dalang, what's going on?" Zhu Shaochun asked. Brother, you just play the piano, why did you play it in the Kaifeng Prison? He was puzzled at home and asked his father, but his father just scolded him hard and imitated him.

Go to jail right?

"Zhao Lieutenant Fan is an official appointed by the court. I heard about some of his deeds, so I played a song, but is there a big gap between us?"

"Yes." He was a Beijing official, and even when he was in Hezhong Prefecture, he was also an important prefecture judge in the Song Dynasty. Why should you be a young man? Nod together.

"That's it. After the bombing, I left and said nothing. The people in the capital didn't know my origin and spread some inexplicable remarks, so I went to Kaifeng Prefecture Prison. After sorting out some misunderstandings, I released them."

This is definitely not the case, but my brother is so big that he vaguely feels something is wrong, but he doesn't know what's wrong.

"It just so happens that I want to go to the city to thank Liu Zhizhou and accompany me to the city."

"Okay, I'll be the host," said Mr. Cen.

"No, it's my turn to be the boss," Zeng Silang scrambled.

"Last time I went home, you guys were happy. You guys should make up for my losses," Young Master Cen rolled up his sleeves and said unevenly.

"Catch the castration!" A crisp sound came from the room.

As soon as Zheng Lang left, Jiang Xing'er was already ripe and got into the room to study. He only saw the back, but he almost didn't remember it.

"It's okay to catch the castrator... Hey, who is talking?" Wu Sanro finally realized that he didn't know.

"It's a slave."

"Who is a slave?"

"Slave is slave."

"Who is I?" Wu Sanlang asked, and found something wrong. He went around like this for a year without any results. He ran into the room, looked sideways and said in surprise: "Jiang Xing'er, why did you come to the Zheng family?" "I am a maid from the Zheng family, why can't I come?" Jiang Xing'er looked at the characters while copying them in the air with his hands. There was also a flower and bird painting over there, which was very realistic. I didn't know whether to look at the characters or the paintings. I was so busy that I could not answer.

"Why have you become a little maid from the Jiang family?" Zeng Silang asked. When he heard that it was Jiang Xing'er, he ran to the room together.

"Zheng Lang wants me to be a maid of the Zheng family, and I will become a maid of the Zheng family."

Which answer is this?

Zheng Lang said: "Jiang Xing'er, stop watching, watch slowly in the future, let's go into the city together."

What a little maid from the Zheng family, the deed has not been taken out yet!

"Okay," Jiang Xing'er reluctantly put down her letter and stood up.

The group left Zhengjiazhuang. Since they were little maids from the Zheng family, Jiang Xing'er was very obedient and held Zheng Lang with her hands. Si'er didn't know. She looked at it and felt that this posture was very close. Zheng Lang was just empty on his left hand, so he also brought it up with his little elbow.

Zheng Lang looked to the left and then to the right.

If you hold a Japanese paper fan in your hand and wear a big green flower robe, your whole image will look like the male pig horn in the movie "Wang Tiger Snatches Kiss".

But the villagers don’t think so. When Zheng Lang was imprisoned in a prison, there are different folk sayings, but there are many praises. Since it is released, it proves that he is innocent. So there is another statement to his own children: "Ye, look, you have to study hard, look at how beautiful the little lady is. This is the benefit of reading. There is a beautiful woman in the book and a golden house in the future."

It turns out that when Zheng Lang came to the world of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, Jiang Xing'er came out of the book!

Wu Sanlang was jealous and said, "No, today I want Brother Zheng to treat him. He took three of the five tours."

"What three! I haven't been to Bai Yu Niang and Tan Wangui Pavilion once."

"What's wrong? It's not the place where Zheng Lang should go. If Zheng Lang wants to, I clean up the room every day and let you see..." Jiang Xing'er whispered in Zheng Lang's ear.

I still look at it every day. Did you see a flower? Zheng Lang pretended to be rough and said, "No, I have to warm my bed every day."

"Brother Zheng, don't, waste your resources..." Jiang Erlang said seriously and regretfully.

The group was making noise, and amid the admiration of everyone, Zheng Lang came to Zhengzhou City.
Chapter completed!