Phoenix Fight

"Huh? Turn yourself in!" When I heard that the lovely junior was going to be sent to the yamen, even Bai Languo, who had received a high-level legal education, couldn't bear it decisively, "Hey! He killed an adulterer and a thief. Waste wood!"

The more Pu Yang hated iron and steel, he glared at her with cold eyes: "It's a pig who killed it, so it's impossible to forget it!"

Bai Languo's flat mouth was speechless.

Hudie began to pull Pu Yangyue's sleeves: "Daddy, you don't care about Brother Mei, you care about Dumb!"

Puyang glanced at Yang Chengen's wife Tong Wan'er, who was lying on the side of the pillar, Yang Yuanwai and Yang Chengyu, who was sitting on the sidelines, Yang Chengen who was downcast, and Yang Junjie who was crying, sighed, and really had a headache. His own lame prince was awkward enough and turned towards the center. Things are inconvenient to interfere with too much, and on the contrary, I took care of the family affairs of the neighboring house. However, since I interfered, I had to ask the head of the Yang Mansion: "I don't know what to do with Junjie, member Yang?

Although it talked about "disposal", it was ridiculed, and I hope that Old Man Yang can understand and compromise.

And Yang Yuanwai did not disappoint: "Thank you, the prince’s concern. After all, Junjie is the grandson of the old man who has loved him for many years. Naturally, the old man will not irritate the big man’s sins to him. From now on, he will still be the grandson of my Yang family. , The old man... and the Yang family will treat him well as always."

"Father! He is..." Yang Junjie couldn't hold back when he heard that he would continue to raise wild seeds as his son.

"Shut up!" Yang Yuanwai stopped his stupid son from committing crimes in time before Puyang became more black.

But Hudie still has concerns: "Daddy, what if they abuse Dumb?"

So Yang Junjie cried louder, and the cries made Yang members very irritable: "Please rest assured, the princess, we will never treat Junjie badly."

Hudie looked at him slantingly for a long time, and saw that the old face of the veteran was a little bit awkward and tired, and she shrugged her nose and threatened: "Okay! This is what you said, I I will come to visit Dumb often, if he finds you are hungry and he is cold, this princess will only ask you!"

Yang Yuanwai nodded helplessly. In front of the five-year-old child in his sixtieth year, the old man felt that he was as small as an ant. I only hope that her little girl is playful for a while and don’t speak too seriously. It will take two days. Monitoring whether the Yang Mansion has abused Dumb is too much for the people in the Yang Mansion.

If so, the noise of the night was over. In the morning of the second day, under the "intimidation" of Pu Yangyue, Diaoerlang walked into the palace of Songcheng (the capital of the Daqing dynasty). He entered the moment before. At the yamen, Bai Languo broke into Pu Yangyue's study a moment later.

"Well, I'm practicing swords in the yard. Why did I come here?" Pu Yang stumbled and pushed the door in, and Pu Yang knew who was coming the more he didn't have to look up.

"I'm tired from training, come in and rest a while." Bai Languo uncomfortably picked up a comfortable soft bed and sat down, made a cup of tea by himself, and played from the mountain. He thought he could get rid of the devilish training of the happy gate. Who would have thought He fell into the claws of Pu Yangyue again. Every day he was forced to practice swords and whip. It was like hell. In addition, he was worried about Mei's safety and restless. The tea was a cup after a cup. , Still non-stop.

Pu Yang Yue had to put down the books in his hand, and asked helplessly: "Why is it fidgeting?"