I, the King is a killer

Although he whispered, the eunuch obviously had no intention of hiding from Xiao Yun.

He heard it.

And champion Hou Yangshuo's name, even Xiao Yun, who "doesn't hear things outside the window", knows it.

After all, there are not many princes in the state of Qin!

The head of Nanzhen Fu division, the leader of the four military regions, once followed his majesty when he was the prince and made great achievements.

But this man is very happy and has a very bad temper. Therefore, when his majesty ascends the throne and rewards him for his achievements, anyone who is not dead will always get a duke, but he only gets a duke.

It can also be regarded as the last Marquis of the state of Qin in recent decades.

At the beginning, he was not satisfied, and even made trouble in the court for a while, but no one spoke for him, and even laughed at him secretly.

It can be seen that he is... Really not popular.

It's OK to say that this person is fooling around, but in Xiao Yun's opinion, this person is also a little "stable".

How many Dukes are left after all these years? Death, exemption, and more demotions.

Only this champion has never changed.

Just thinking of this, I heard a loud voice outside the house and shouted in public.

"Your Majesty, your majesty! It's such a big thing to go to Beiliang to fight. How can I lose Lao Yang? Your majesty, whether Lao Yang can leave his title to his son depends on whether he can do meritorious service this time! "

Such remarks were not only shouted out in public, but also outside the imperial study.

Xiao Yun was speechless.

It's amazing to find a person who is careless to a certain extent.

Your majesty also looked embarrassed.

Rubbed his eyebrows and waved his hand.

The eunuch hurried to the door. As soon as he lifted the curtain, a big man dressed in heavy armor came in.

His armor, even his boots, was attached with iron pieces, and there were Spurs at his heels. He stepped on the bluestone and rattled.

Xiao Yun turned his head and found that Yang Shuo's hair and beard were white, but his face was very ruddy, just like he had just drunk wine and had enough gas.

Looking at this strong man who is as old as an iron tower, Xiao Yun suddenly realized that he had seen such a man.

The more people you see in your life, the easier it is to believe some strange theories.

For example, in his previous life, Xiao Yun suddenly believed in the eight characters of blood group constellation and birth date.

There are more than four blood types and twelve constellations. If they are mixed with each other, there are dozens or even hundreds of them.

In fact, as long as there are enough people to contact, for example, people who know more than "100", they will find that someone is very similar to another person in their memory.

The birth date is eight characters and four numbers, each of which is twelve. They are mixed with each other. The number is tens of thousands. Xiao Yun doesn't think he has met tens of thousands of different people.

As the saying goes, there are hundreds of different kinds of people, but Xiao Yun thinks that when people pass a hundred, they always have the same.

Once the big man in my memory was very unpopular. All his companions expected him to die and do mischief, but he was very liked by the leaders above. He was in a stable position. His childhood was also full of wind and water.

And this kind of people, once they become friends with who, they are sincere friends.

Xiao Yun still can't forget that in that dangerous action, his huge body hugged him tightly and jumped down from a four meter tall building. His legs were broken, so that the man like an iron tower could only lie in bed all his life, with seven bullet holes behind him, so that he could never eat food with a diameter greater than one millimetre.

Even so, when he saw Xiao Yun, he would still show a bright smile.

Therefore, when I first saw champion Hou Yangshuo, I felt close to him.

It is also rare to show a bright smile when meeting strangers.

Yang Shuo glanced at Xiao Yun with some doubts, but he didn't care about him at all and went straight to his majesty.

He opened his mouth and said, "Your Majesty, Lao Yang has come to see you!"

His majesty rubbed his eyebrows, couldn't help smiling bitterly and said, "I just heard you yelling outside. What's the matter?"

"Lao Yang is just like this. Don't blame him, your majesty!"

Yang Shuo excused himself and looked righteous.

When he was about to speak, he was suddenly stunned. He moved his body, opened his collar with his hand, dissipated the heat, and said in surprise: "Your Majesty, it's really warm here, eh? What is this? "

He soon found the stove and saw what a group of craftsmen were doing there.

He leaned over, squatted down his huge body, tilted his head, felt the heat from the fire stove, and smelled a good smell, so he became more curious.

"Did the fire burn here? Why is there no smoke? Is there no smoke in the fire? "

His majesty moved his eyes, smiled, came up with a very smelly fart and said in a loud voice, "the smoke is sent out from this pipe. When you came in, didn't you see a pipe smoking outside?"

"I saw it. I thought it was something. It was actually discharging the smoke. This..."

He immediately went aside, stretched out his hand to wipe a piece of utensil, and then sighed: "now there is a layer of ash on the furniture in my house. The servant girl wiped it several times from morning to night, which makes him feel ashen when he gets up every morning. Originally, he can send cigarettes outside the house... It's amazing!"

When he returned to the stove, his eyes lit up, he smiled and said, "Your Majesty, the last time there was a locust plague, our Nanzhen Fu division did something. It's reasonable to say that your majesty should reward Lao Yang. Lao Yang thinks... This stove is really good."

The corners of his Majesty's eyes twitched immediately and didn't fit at all.

Has the wool been collected on his head? Oh, my God!

But Yang Shuo was a little reluctant and muttered, "who doesn't live in fear every winter? Among these noble families in the capital, who hasn't been poisoned by tobacco? I think of Wei Chen's second uncle, who has lived to 80 years old and is still in good health, but he was suddenly killed by smoke and poison. Alas... Your majesty has this treasure, but he just puts it here and doesn't tell his subordinates. It's really... Alas... "

The meaning in the words even blamed your majesty.

Your majesty is also guilty.

He can't say that Xiao Yun gave this thing to himself. In that case, I'm afraid it will cause trouble for Xiao Yun, and he's secretly using it when he got the treasure. He really didn't tell others, and it's a bit unreasonable to say so.

But I'm still a little angry.

At this time, Yang Shuo suddenly sucked his nose and said, "why is it so fragrant? There seems to be a good smell. What kind of wood did your majesty burn? "

Your Majesty was stunned. For a moment, some didn't react.

He leaned over and smelled it. Suddenly, his eyes lit up immediately. He squatted down regardless of the image and pulled it out in the pit with a pair of pliers. After a while, he took out a gray ball.

Then he reached out and touched it twice. When it was a little cooler, he hurried to take it in his hand, turned left and right, kept blowing, endured the scald, peeled off the upper skin and revealed the white meat inside.

This is taro.

A crop in the north.

Xiao Yun told the maid in waiting that the pit should not be wasted. Some taro and other things can be baked in it, or you can use a thick mutton tripe, wash it, fill it with meat and spices, and then throw it into the pit. As long as you wait for more than half a day, it will be cooked, taken out and cut, and you can eat it.

The palace maid tried it. After getting it out, her majesty praised it greatly, so it became a necessary characteristic diet in the imperial study.

Today's tripe is only put in the. It must not be enough time, but the taro is good.

After blowing a few hot breaths, his majesty took another bite on it regardless of the image, and then chewed and swallowed it. It was obviously very cool!

The skin is torn open, and the aroma is naturally released.

Yang Shuo was stunned and swallowed heavily. It was obviously greedy.

In his life, Yang Shuo is fond of great achievements and wealth. At the same time, he is also good to eat and drink. He attaches importance to eating and drinking and is superior to women.

"Your Majesty, what are you eating?"

Anyone with a clear eye can see that this is taro.

But he asked knowingly, obviously to ask his majesty to give him some.

However, your majesty has definitely entered the realm of change in his efforts to pretend to be a fool. How can he achieve his wish?

"Oh, it's an ordinary taro. I've been busy for most of the day and I'm a little hungry. I'll eat something now. Yang Aiqing, don't blame me."