Butler Zhang has been in the General's Mansion for forty years this year. In the past forty years, I'm afraid there has never been a day as miserable as today.
The twenty-seventh son is very difficult to take care of. He always shows off his power when meeting him, which makes his fat body really suffer.
This was not over yet. A good General's official carriage was cut into two pieces by the twenty-seventh son. Then he made a strange drawing and changed the good General's carriage into one carried by eight servants.
The small wooden house was also named "Eight-lifted sedan chair".
After finishing this work, it was already almost time to submit the order. Unfortunately, he came here at the last minute today. He was originally scheduled to deliver the work at the end of the day, but he even pointed out that he could go to a few masters who were behind to apologize.
It's better now. If I stay in the twenty-seventh Young Master's house for a whole day, what will the impatient ladies think of him, this fat guy?
Fortunately, the eight-carriage sedan chair has finally been completed. It’s time to have enough trouble!
But at this moment, the courtyard door suddenly opened, and a person and a horse came in like a whirlwind.
Still far away, I heard a sweet shout: "Brother Twenty-Seven, your place is really busy, what's going on? I haven't had time to come back in a few days, and you are going to start a big construction project again?"
Zhu Piaopiao stepped astride the flame demon horse and reined in the horse. The horse raised its hoofs and neighed, then stepped down, causing dust to fly.
This favored 40-year-old lady is no less arrogant and domineering than the 27-year-old young master.
As soon as Zhu Yu saw Zhu Piaopiao, he stretched out his hand and said, "You are here just in time. What do you think of my eight-carriage sedan? Come on, little Tongtong, let's walk!"
Sun Xiaotong on the side shouted sweetly: "The sedan is getting up!"
Eight healthy servants lifted up the sedan, and gongs and drums sounded in front. Two fierce-looking men held killing sticks and opened the way. As they walked around the yard, Zhu Piaopiao bent over with laughter.
"You damn Zhuyu, you really know how to do things. Not to mention, you are really powerful!" Zhu Piaopiao said.
"I'll give it a try too!" She tiptoed and jumped onto the sedan like a bird.
Opening the curtain of the sedan chair, there are all beds and seats inside. Two maids serve Zhu Yu on the left and right. Zhu Yu lies on the maid's thigh, and the sedan rises and falls together, which is very comfortable and unrestrained.
The more Zhu Piaopiao looked at it, the more she liked it. She simply ran to the couch, took off her shoes and socks, and started enjoying it peacefully.
"Xiao Tongtong, let's go to Guangxian Tower!" Zhu Yu said.
Zhu Piaopiao said: "Zhu Yu, Zhu Shiba is back and wants to challenge you to a fight to the death. I just met him and Zhu Sanwu at the door..."
"Go, go! What nonsense Zhu Shiba, I'm having so much fun, I don't have time to talk to him." Zhu Yu opened the sedan curtain and shouted outside: "Get up and drive to Guangxian Tower, get up!"
"Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang!" The gongs and drums were roaring, and the evil slaves opened the way. Two thugs, two maids, and two maids took one side, followed by thirty or forty healthy servants. A group of people came out of the twenty-seventh courtyard.
Run towards the door.
As soon as this formation came out, people from the General's Mansion poured in from all directions. The sedan chair was something that was not available in the Chinese world. Everyone saw eight healthy servants carrying a "luxury house" with colorful flags flying on it. The gongs and drums were beating in front to clear the way.
Surrounded by people and horses, it is really majestic.
Through the small window, one could vaguely see the twenty-seventh prince lying high on the bed, with two delicate maids waiting on him from behind, which really made others envious.
The group of people moved forward in such a high-profile way, and more and more people gathered wherever they passed. It even alarmed all the young ladies in the house and couldn't help but come over to look at the peep show.
The Twenty-seventh Young Master has gained power, and his travels are more high-profile than Zhu Xiazi. Some people really sigh, some admire him, and some even hate him.
But in the past few months, the Twenty-seventh Young Master has made a name for himself, and although some people can't stand it, no one who is short-sighted dares to block his way.
Didn’t you see Fatty Zhang, the arrogant and arrogant outer housekeeper Zhang, also following behind the Eighth Prince?
Zhu Yu and his party moved forward at a speed that seemed slow but was actually fast, and in a blink of an eye they arrived at the main entrance of the General's Mansion.
At the front door, Zhu Sanwu was looking forward to the stars and the moon today, and finally he was looking forward to the return of his half-brother Zhu Shiba.
Seeing the burly and majestic Eighteenth Brother wearing a heavy armor and shawl, who had always been invincible in his heart since childhood, Zhu Sanwu could no longer suppress the pent-up emotions he had felt over the past few months, and threw himself into Zhu Shiba's arms.
Just burst into tears.
That bastard Zhu Twenty-Qi was so shameless. Zhu Thirty-five couldn't stand his arrogance and domineering, so he said a few harsh words and was beaten up by Zhu Yu.
Zhu Sanwu relied on his cultivation in the late stage of entering the void, and he was firmly at the back of the Jiangjun Mountain disciples. How could he take Zhu Twenty-Qi, who was practicing in the Jianghu sect, in his eyes?
But who would have expected Zhu Twenty-Qi to be so ferocious, Zhu Thirty-five was beaten to the ground by Zhu Yu within ten rounds.
What's even more hateful is that Zhu Yu pressed his head and asked him to sing a ditty. Zhu Sanwu is the son of Mrs. Dong. He has been favored since childhood, and his mother's family is also very powerful. He is usually an arrogant, domineering and arrogant master.
, would he succumb to a down-and-out little bastard?
Zhu Sanwu cursed loudly, so Zhu Twentyqi took off his robe, hung him at the gate and beat him wildly.
A few months have passed since the incident, but everyone in the government is still discussing the matter. Zhu Sanwu has lost all his face, but he can't beat him and has no helpers. Even if he is humiliated in every way, he can't.
Have to endure it.
If Zhu Shiba never comes back, Zhu Sanshi will go crazy.
After crying and scolding, Zhu Shiba immediately became furious.
He was the captain of the Dian Army of the Zhenxi Army. This time he came back with a majestic force of more than a dozen heavy armored cavalry. He was wondering, when did Zhu Jiaqi appear so arrogant in the Zhu family?
Whether it is tolerable or not, Zhu Shiba didn't care whether it was in compliance with the rules or not, and decided to destroy this little bastard first. If Blind Zhu blamed him, it was already a fait accompli, what could be done to him?
How can a little bastard who has just emerged after being suppressed for decades compare to one of the Five Great Vajras of the Zhu family, the captain of the Dian Military Academy?
"Fucking hell, where is that bastard named Zhu Yu? Take me there and let me vent your anger..." Zhu Shiba roared.
Zhu Thirty-five was overjoyed and was about to turn around and lead the way towards the Twenty-seventh Courtyard. He turned around and heard "Dang, Dang, Dang..." The deafening sound of gongs and drums sounded, and his ears were almost deafened.
Then, there was a scene that left him speechless.
Nearly a thousand servants from all over the Zhu Mansion gathered around a group of people and rushed towards the door.
In this group of people, four fierce-looking men with killing sticks opened the way in front, and two groups of people on the left and right behind, with gongs on the left and drums on the right, were beating the gongs and drums vigorously, with extremely arrogant arrogance.
What was behind the gongs and drums was even more astonishing. Astonishingly, there were eight big men carrying a house and running towards the door with flying strides.
Even though Zhu Shiba and Zhu Sanwu were well-informed, they had never seen this formation before and could not help but retreat subconsciously.
And those dozen heavy armored troops retreated continuously. They were joking that this was the general's palace. What would happen if they dared to put up such a formation in the general's palace?
With eyes wide open, everyone watched this group of people passing by.
Zhu Sanwu stared at the small house with his eyes fixed on it. As the house passed in front of him, the small curtain opened, a head stuck out and snorted: "Stay away, kid, be careful not to get trampled to death!"
As soon as Zhu Sanwu saw this face, his eyes opened wide. He didn't know where he got the courage, and he shouted: "Brother Shiba, he is Zhuyu!"
Zhu Shiba was full of doubts, and was stunned by the battle in front of him. When he heard Zhu Sanwu's words, his mind was shocked. His eyes instantly locked on Zhu Yu.
"Little bastard, I wonder who is so domineering and arrogant, it's you! Get down and die!" Zhu Shiba roared angrily.
He was furious. When he saw this battle just now, he was really frightened. He thought it was some distinguished guest from Chu Xianguo Palace who was setting up a show at the General's Mansion, but he didn't expect that the person setting up the show was actually Zhu Yu.
He, Zhu Shiba, is one of the five great Vajras of the Zhu family, and he has never been so arrogant and domineering. Zhu Yu, a brat and a wild bastard, still puts on such a posture?
Zhu Shiba moved as soon as he said so, and the flying sword was suddenly launched.
With one strike of his sword, he was about to kill Zhuyu, his sedan chair, and the people directly.
"Take it!" Zhu Yu snorted coldly.
Zhu Shiba's powerful sword was frozen like ice. Two men in gray robes blocked his sword instantly. Zhu Shiba felt his mind was shocked. Before he could recover, he lost control of his flying sword.
The next moment, he stepped lightly and was held to the left and right, and the spiritual power in his body could not move at all.
He was so frightened that he saw that he was being held tightly by a group of men in gray robes. Aren't these the Zuo brothers?
"If a good dog doesn't block the road, how can a wild bastard dare to yell at me?" Zhu Yu shouted.
Zhu Shiba shouted "Bah!" and shouted: "Left front, left back, why don't you let me go? Is it possible that I am not as good as this little bastard?"
The Zuo brothers were speechless and did not relax their hands at all.
Zhu Shiba turned his head and shouted: "Where is the cavalry? Charge me!"
A dozen heavy-armored cavalrymen behind him suddenly dispersed, and the red fish swooped out, holding a golden token in his hand, and shouted: "The general's order is here, whoever dares to act recklessly is tantamount to rebellion!"
Who in the Zhenxi Army does not know General Shan Ling? As soon as he saw this token, the dozen or so cavalrymen who had just dispersed quickly dismounted and prostrated on the ground.
Zhu Shiba could hardly believe his eyes. He stared at the token in Zhu Yu's hand, trembling all over, and shouted: "How... how is it possible? You... you..."
Zhu Yu put away the token, stretched out his hand and slapped Zhu Shishi, and said with a smile: "Fuck, I thought he was really some amazing existence, but it turned out to be a stammer, and he is also the son of Blind Zhu. Why?"
The gap is so big!”
Zhu Shiba's eyes were red and he almost wanted to vomit blood.
Zhu Piaopiao also came out of the sedan at this time. Although she was not afraid of the sky or the earth, her face turned pale with fright. She whispered in Zhuyu's ear: "Zhuyu, you are making too much trouble.
Zhu Shiba is one of the five greatest kings of the Zhu family. If you dare to hit Brother Shiba, Blind Zhu will not be able to spare you..."
Zhu Yu was stunned for a moment, then jumped up and said angrily: "I'm going to fight the Five Great Vajras, fight me!"
With the sound of a beating, this pair of people had a clear division of labor and had rehearsed it countless times. The evil slaves in the front pointed at Zhu Shishi and beat him wildly with their killing sticks.
It's impossible not to fight. If you don't fight, you will die. Young Master Twenty-Seven will keep his word. If you beat him, you may die, but at least you will delay your death for a few days, so let's fight...
[First update! I still have the audacity to ask for a monthly ticket! My health is improving, there are not many updates, but I have been working hard...]