Sweet Garden Bliss

History and reality like to play jokes on each other. When Ah Yuan was completely unfamiliar with the era he lived in and thought that everything could only be re-recognized, there was an extra piece of history that tended to be true in reality. Zhan Zhao appeared, and his identity The background is very close to the legendary one.

In this way, the existence of Zhan Zhao has invisibly narrowed the distance between reality and Ah Yuan. He has always retained a panicked soul, and finally found the last sense of belonging. This era is his own era. Not a completely illusory illusion.

Zhan Zhao didn't know that the princess had so many gossips in his heart, he could only feel that this noble princess was very approachable, not put on airs, and was warm to others, and from time to time showed a little bit of femininity, and didn't care too much. annoying.

I couldn't help but start to look forward to this job as a martial arts coach.

However, his three naughty students are about to start a good show to welcome the master. He is lucky to be the abused "male pig's feet" in this good show.

Bi'er was waiting at the door, and when she saw the three little ancestors jumping off the carriage, she hurried forward to greet her: "The eldest master, the second master, and the third master are back? The princess has an order, so hurry up and meet Zhan's guard first, and also ordered that Zhan's guard must be handed over." Make a good impression."

Xiao Zhantang laughed in a treacherous voice: "Sister Bi'er, this is not good. A new master and an apprentice have to change into clean clothes to pay a respectful visit, isn't it?"

This—it makes sense, the three children come back from school every day in sloppy clothes, as if the roads in the school were rebuilt from dog holes.

Zhang Dashan also squeezed his nose and eyes behind the door.The three children have a strong relationship with him now, and Song Zheng'er ran up to communicate with Uncle Dashan neatly: "Inside—what's the situation now?"

Zhang Dashan's voice was low: "I'm chatting with the princess on the thatched hut! I don't know how to give the princess a blurring medicine, and I've had three refills of tea, and I haven't bothered yet! Hmph! Little boy, you have no good intentions!"

In fact, Zhan Zhao is not a standard "little boy". His tanned skin is the most attractive among men, with two sword-shaped eyebrows that reach into the temples, and a pair of shimmering star eyes.A straight nose bridge, a thin thin lip with clear lines, clear but not ruthless.

There are many poems about Zhan Zhao circulating on the Internet in the previous life. When the three neatly groomed boys came to the thatched cottage, they offended the princess who was a "nymphomaniac".I am writing vigorously: "The South River and the North Sea are left to wander, and the chivalry has not learned how to invade. The eyes are all cold with swords, and it is clear that they are still pure-hearted."

The mother acted as if she hadn't seen that her own child had come to her. She presented the treasure on her own, and presented this written poem to the guards. The expression on her face was really a bit flattering.

Now.The three little kids felt even more uncomfortable, why?This "little boy" came.There is no one else in my mother's eyes!

"Mother—you're in a good mood today! Do you want to write poetry?" Zhan Tang took the lead to say hello, with a sour voice that he couldn't control at all.

Song Zheng'er narrowed his eyes and looked at this future "master", well, in terms of appearance and demeanor, he surpassed "Guang Dae" by a lot, but.We men can't win by appearance alone.Didn't my mother also say that the most taboo is the appearance of the embroidered pillow, but the inside is a mess...

Zhan Peng miles?He lowered his eyelids slightly, and his eyeballs were secretly rolling. This kid's black-bellied nature cannot be changed.

Ah Yuan was still entertaining himself at the moment, unable to notice the sour taste in his son's words, he waved: "Come on, meet your master, this is the hero Zhan Zhaozhan...".

I used to arrange a master for myself, but I asked for advice in advance. Why is there a procedure missing now?

Zhan Tang took out a paper bag from behind with a smile, and handed it to Zhan Zhao: "I heard that there is a new master, on the way back, I specially bought good dim sum for the master, please taste it...".

Zhan Zhao smiled slightly, put the poem written by the princess on the stone table, and took the gift from Xiaowazi.

Ah Yuan also smiled, gave his youngest son a thumbs up, and proudly praised Zhan Zhao: "Guard Zhan doesn't know something, although my children are stubborn, they respect their elders the most...".

In the air, there seems to be a strange smell floating in it. Someone who had a bad stomach, let it go—empty, right?

Xiao Zhantang was praised, Song Zheng'er also did his part, took the prepared fragrant tea from the hand of the maid behind him, bent over and saluted: "Zheng'er respects master...".

In fact, originally, when meeting the master, one had to kowtow, but Ah Yuan was always unimpressed with this gesture, so that this kind of kneeling ceremony was not often seen in the entire princess mansion. Can't stand it?

The guard of Zhan Zhaozhan was under a dizzy attack, and the "gift" presented by the Zhantang—apprentice snacks—turned out to be—it turned out to be a very disgusting turquoise, sticky, Bursting out of a paper packet with an extremely bombastic flavor...

Poor Nanxia has traveled the world since he was a teenager, and he must have seen and eaten a lot of things, right?But I have never tasted this kind of "apprentice dim sum"!

"Ouch—" Zhan Daxia felt that he was about to vomit.

However, this is the kindness of a child. As a man with a chivalrous heart, he must not make such an indecent move.

I saw Zhan Daxia's ten fingers flying, he insisted on wrapping the paper bag tightly again in an instant, and then buckled it on the stone table, not even daring to take a breath, and went to pick up the second little disciple who gave it— — I have tea with my teacher.

If you accept it, you have to drink it, right?Even if you just put your lips together for a sip.

"Pfft—" Zhan Daxia sprayed...

Is this tea?This is the soul-killing soup!

Coptis soup mixed with salt, have you tried it?It tastes bitter and salty, try it in your mouth?

Song Zheng'er was still regretting this, time was too tight, and it was too late to find more ingredients, it was a bit too - not a respect.

Bai Zhanpeng usually does the role of pretending to be innocent, and the well-behaved little boy frowned and said, "Master Zhan, what's the matter with you? Don't you like the snacks carefully prepared by the disciples? Still don't want to accept it?" Get off us and spit out the tea?"

Xiao Zhantang immediately burst into tears. If this kid catches up with a good time, he can aspire to the throne of "acting actor". Coupled with his actions and words, it will be a drama that will make everyone who hears it cry!

"Master Zhan, you really don't like the gift from my apprentice? This is the most famous snack in Zhuyang County, and it was invented by my mother. Don't worry about it smelling bad, it actually tastes the best Yes, my mother also said, this is also a kind of human nature. At first glance, you may feel that you are stubborn and you can’t get along with each other. In fact, after getting along for a long time, your temper is very straightforward and kind! How can you leave them aside? "

Song Zheng'er was also filled with righteous indignation. He slapped his thigh with his right hand and shouted loudly: "Master is unwilling to accept us, so don't make things difficult for him! Zhanpeng Zhantang, let's go!"

It's not easy to be a master these days. The apprentices are all clever and persistent, stubborn and unruly. If you don't have two good brushes, you really won't be able to enter the gate of the princess mansion.

The three little children worked together to walk out of the thatched cottage, passing by their gorgeous mother, and they still wanted to show off their cuteness: "Mother, this one is so beautifully dressed today...".

Xiaozhantang was the most talkative, before he finished speaking, his ears were pinched, and he turned around without hesitation, the little guy immediately said, "Ouch, mother, please be gentle- - I am your own son - ".

Song Zheng'er was not happy anymore, stretched out his hand to pinch the ear on the other side, and asked, "Zhantang, what do you mean? I was not born by my mother, so I can't be gentler in the future?"

It's jealous!

Ah Yuan didn't like favoring one another the most. Hearing Song Zhenger's dissatisfaction, he immediately became fair and just, "Whoosh—" and stretched out his other hand, Song Zhenger's ears were also trampled around.

"Ouch—mother——", the two boys cried and howled, only Xiao Zhanpeng touched the tip of his nose with his index finger and drew circles, smiling and standing aside watching the play.

"Stinky boy!" A Yuan gave Zhan Peng a hard look. She once imagined that Zhan Peng's hall should be separated for education, so as not to get together and cause trouble, but unexpectedly, Song Zheng'er was sent here again. , The two bad boys added to the backbone, making it even more difficult to manage.

But, who told her to have three sons but not three hands?Otherwise, it must come in handy, twisting Zhanpeng's ears a little bit.

It's hard to get out of the outfit, just to make friends with the "idol" of two lifetimes, such a commotion, but the glorious image of the princess is gone, Ah Yuan is sad!

However, this sudden turn of the head led to the protagonist of this farce——Hero Zhan Zhaozhan, frowning and pondering over the paper bag in his hand!

I don't know when, the hero picked up the "stinky tofu" paper bag again, opened his mouth carefully, smelled the suffocating smell, moved his head away, and then went to probe smell……

In fact, this series of movements made by a big man is still very cute. At least, in the eyes of Yuan, a "super fan", he thinks it looks good no matter what.

Zhan Daxia probably has the idea of ​​tasting this "stinky snack", but he still lacks the courage. With the performance of the three "devil kings", it is not uncommon for him to be sent the stinky dung in the latrine. !

No one would have thought that the humble gentleman Zhan Daxia peeled off a corner of the paper bag, revealing a piece of stinky tofu, and handed it silently to the mouth of Xiao Zhanpeng, who was smiling like a thief... …(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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