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Chapter 542 Eat the Big House

Looking at Fang Tian's painted halberd in front of him, Yuchi Gong couldn't help itching his hands. He pulled the towel on the shelf and wiped the sweat on his body. Then he wiped his hands clean carefully, then stretched out his hand and slowly

Holding the halberd pole.

As soon as Fang Tian took possession of the painted halberd, he felt a heavy sense of power.

This Fang Tian Hua Ji, according to Wang Zi'an's request, weighs ninety-nine and eighty-one kilograms.

This weight, even for him, felt a bit heavy on his hands. After barely practicing a set of halberd techniques, he felt a little overwhelmed and put it down.

He had to admit that even though he boasted of his strength, he couldn't use this weapon.

Too heavy.

This thing can probably only be used by monsters like Wang Zi'an, right?

Yuchi Gong felt a little discouraged when he thought that he could not even go through a round under Wang Zi'an. He knew that although he did not expect Wang Zi'an to have strange powers at the time and underestimated him, he was suddenly put down.

The second time, it was the boss who didn't believe in evil and had to compete head-on with Wang Zi'an, which led to his defeat so cleanly.

But he knew it well, even if he didn't confront others head-on, he probably wouldn't be his opponent.

That Wang Zi'an looked like a little boy, but his strange strength was almost as strong as that of King Zhao Li Yuanba back then. Once put on the battlefield, he would definitely be a terrifying existence.

But Wang Zi'an is Wang Zi'an, and his apprentice is his apprentice. He has also fought against Xue Rengui. He knows that the young man is also skilled in martial arts and that his strength is slightly stronger than his own, but the difference is not big. With this

Fang Tian painted the halberd probably with some reluctance.

Therefore, after using such good materials and spending so much effort to create such a murderous weapon, it is probably not going to be used.

so--

Yuchi Gong couldn't help but shook his head.

Although Wang Zi'an is powerful, he is too careless as a disciple.

This is simply a waste!

I have no choice but to admit defeat and send it back to others. Whether it can be used or not is their business.

Put down Fang Tian's painted halberd, have it wiped clean carefully, and put away.

I also went back to wash up with my wife.

In the past few days, I have been working hard for this Fangtian Painting Halberd. Today at noon, I have to relax and have a good drink with my wife.

So, at noon that day, Yuchi Gong drank too much and was pointed at and scolded by his wife all afternoon.

The plan to go to the Marquis of Chang'an in the afternoon to deliver Fang Tian's painted halberd fell through immediately.

Changes always come faster than planned. Being a man is really difficult.



I miss my loved ones even more every festive season.

On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, the flavor of the New Year in Chang'an City became more and more intense, which made Wang Zi'an feel a little inexplicably empty. In his previous life, he was just a homeless social animal, and his only girlfriend also broke up, so it was nothing

I feel nostalgic, but when the Chinese New Year comes, I still have some inexplicable emotions in my heart.

"You bitch is just being hypocritical! Isn't my life now a thousand times better than in my previous life? I have to think about what is there and what is not!"

Wang Zi'an cursed himself in his mind, took the warm wet towel handed over by the maid next to him, wiped his face vigorously, and let out a long breath.

I’m not going anywhere today, I’m just going to make my home lively!

It can't be like in the previous life. For as long as I can remember, almost every New Year has been spent fooling around and watching other people's excitement. In this life, when you have money and leisure, you will take care of everything that needs to be done.

First of all, there must be red lanterns. He has already ordered a batch of them and delivered them to his house yesterday afternoon. He plans to have them hung up this morning.

Hang them in the front yard and the backyard, regardless of whether there are many people at home, the atmosphere must be created.

After breakfast, the old butler Gu Zhong had already begun to arrange the hanging of lanterns with a happy face.

He has been staying in this courtyard for more than ten years. In the past few years, it has been deserted. This year, he finally has a new owner, and the owner still likes to be lively, so naturally he has to make things happen and lively.

Wang Zi'an didn't interfere, just put his hands behind his back and took Su Feier for a walk in private.

After hanging the lanterns, hang the peach charms, and after hanging the peach charms, post the Spring Festival couplets.

Except for the main entrance, the living room and the small courtyard where he lived, which were written by him himself, he had the other Spring Festival couplets written by his accountant.

I can't help it, my mansion is really big. I still can't count how many rooms I have. Anyway, the Spring Festival couplets are meant to be festive. Hang them with red letters and black ones. There are so many

Just the meaning is fine. As for whether the words look good or not, that’s not a big problem.

As soon as the red lanterns are hung up and the red Spring Festival couplets are posted, the festive atmosphere of the New Year immediately comes.

Although the yard is large and there are many rooms, there are also many servants in the house.

Under the command of Wang Zi'an and several accountants in his family, the entire courtyard was completely renewed in less than half a day.

Wang Zi'an put his hands behind his back and looked at his yard, then turned to look at Miss Su Su who was always following him, looking around with an excited face, and a smile couldn't help but appear in the corner of his eyes.

The New Year of the Tang Dynasty is also quite good!

"My orders, this New Year, everyone will be given two copper coins and two sets of new clothes. Those who are willing to go home to celebrate the New Year with their families will also be given ten pounds of mutton -"

Wang Zi'an stretched out his hand to summon Gu Zhong and gave a casual instruction.

Gu Zhong hesitated for a moment.

"The Marquis is kind - but are our rewards a bit too much? This seems not to be in line with the rules -"

Are there still people who are afraid of being rewarded with more rewards?

Seeing Gu Zhong's serious face, Wang Zi'an felt funny in his heart and waved his hand disapprovingly.

"What are the rules? I'm the one here. Everyone has worked hard for a year, so it's nothing to give out such a small gift. I tell you, as long as you work hard, you will have more children in your family during festivals, weddings and funerals in the future.

My child, I have all my thoughts here——"

It's hard to buy happiness with money.

During the Chinese New Year, being happy is the most important thing.

What else can we say?

Gu Zhong's eyes couldn't help but get a little wet. In this life, being able to follow such a family leader is a blessing that he has earned over many lifetimes.

"Hey - I will give you the order now -"

Not long after Gu Zhong went down, the entire Chang'an Marquis Mansion fell into a state of carnival.

Although they were not jumping up and down, everyone looked happy.

What surprised Wang Zi'an was that, except for a servant whose parents were sick, no one came to ask for leave and go home to celebrate the New Year.

"Old He, don't you think about going home to see your sister-in-law every day? With such a good opportunity, why don't you ask for leave to go home?"

Seeing that the accountant, Lao He, had no intention of going home, the old butler Gu Zhong couldn't help but asked jokingly.

The accountant didn't even raise his head.

"What is there to worry about at home? Lord Marquis is kind and has given them so many rewards, which is enough for them to have enough food and clothing. I won't be worried enough when I see them when I go back -"

Gu Zhong couldn't help stroking his beard and laughing.

"I think you are reluctant to part with the fine wine and food bar in our house——"

Being exposed by his old friend, Lao He was not embarrassed and nodded happily.

"It's just like you said it. Now, who in Chang'an city doesn't envy the welfare and food in our house? I don't know how many people want to find a job in our house - let's just say, our house has

A few bastards, they don’t ask someone to give me messages every day, but they just want to find a job in the house. They are really bastards. They don’t show off their virtues by taking a piss, so what qualifications do they have to enter our house..."

Lao He, while talking, secretly looked at Gu Zhong's reaction.

Seeing his old friend pretending to talk to his son in front of him, Gu Zhong shook his head in amusement.

"Okay, don't play this trick in front of me. I have seen your second son before. He is quite smart and has read a few books. If you are willing, let him come over after the Chinese New Year. There is more in the kitchen.

I need a helper——"

When Lao He heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and hurriedly thanked Gu Zhong and kept asking Gu Zhong to drink.

Gu Zhong smiled and waved his hand.

"Okay, what kind of wine outside can match the Erguotou we have here? What delicious food can match the big pot dishes we have here? Just save it - let your second son be smarter and don't delay the affairs of the house.

It’s time to thank me. You go first. I have to go and take a look at the front. Those guys have no eyesight and are clumsy. Don’t spoil the Marquis’s interest..."

The front yard is busy decorating the yard, and the back kitchen is also starting to get busy according to Wang Zi'an's arrangement.

On weekdays, there is naturally no shortage of mutton, venison, and all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas. But during the Chinese New Year, it is okay without beef, but is it possible without pork?

Therefore, Wang Zi'an asked people to go to Shilipo in the west of the city to pull some pigs, slaughter them, and stew them directly.

I just like the feeling of stewing meat during the Chinese New Year and chewing big bones.

It's almost time for lunch again.

Li Shimin looked at Empress Changsun who was studying with Xiao Sizi beside her, and turned around to give instructions.

"Go down, there is no need to prepare lunch today, the Queen and I are going out for a trip-"

The female officer next to me was not surprised at all by this kind of operation, so she quickly accepted the order and went down to convey the message. In the past six months, His Majesty has been going out more and more frequently, and he has been feeling a little homeless lately——

After hearing Li Shimin's instructions, Empress Changsun and Xiao Sizi couldn't help but look over.

"Erlang, are you going to Zian's place to make a living again?"

Empress Changsun heard the song and knew its elegant meaning, and looked at her husband with a smile.

"Those who know me are Guanyin's maid——"

Li Shimin laughed and asked someone to change into regular clothes. He stood up and took Queen Changsun and Xiao Sizi, who also changed into regular clothes, and walked out.

Just kidding, there aren't many affairs in the court these days. Wouldn't it be stupid for me to squat in the palace and eat?

Of course, we have to go to that brat’s restaurant in Wang Zi’an for a big meal!

"I calculated with my fingers, that brat Zian must be cooking up delicious food again. Come on, go on, I'm in time to go now -"

Seeing his turbulent attitude, Queen Changsun was afraid that if she was too late, she would not be able to keep up with him. She couldn't help but smile. Her husband, her whole mood has been much better since she met the child Zian.



What Li Shimin didn't know was that there was more than one person who thought like him.


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