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Chapter 274: There is a letter writer under the tree(2/2)

The woman scolded, "What a bastard! Why don't you apologize like a gentleman!"

The child covered his cheeks, and tears as big as beans fell down.

But he was also very afraid of his mother, so he apologized unwillingly.

Blacksmith Hu laughed and withdrew his gaze, stopping watching the farce.

He said to himself: "Yes, I'm old, my skills are regressing, and I don't like it."

The sound of iron thunders once again sounded beside the noisy streets.

No one will pay attention to an ordinary man's job of making a blacksmith.

The sound of the ironclad has naturally become the same background music on the street.

"Young Master, where are you going?"

Yun Changkong was carrying a large bag of bags, and he didn't know what he was carrying. As he walked, there was a sound of dinging porcelain metal collision sounds inside.

Ling Tiansu's eyes were now withdrawing from the young scholar's side and responding: "Go to the palace to see Your Majesty."

Yun Changkong smacked his tongue.

I felt in my heart that it turned out to be a visit to the emperor.

Tsk, the world of royal relatives is really unimaginable to ordinary people like them.

The tone was so relaxed that he treated the palace as his back garden.

Ling Tiansu pointed to the huge pig head on his shoulder and suddenly laughed: "What are you doing with such a big thing? You're bloody, don't you be afraid of scaring your little sister?"

Yun Changkong grinned and said, "Young Master, you say this pig's head, hehe, we are in the army, just like this."
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