He said: "The emperor and his ministers are different, so they dare not address each other directly."

"Nvjiao is just a nvjiao. Do these two words burn your lips?"

Waiter: "..."

Is Zheng Qiao more crazy or sober?

"My former classmates have gone their separate ways, and now you are the only old friend left." Zheng Qiao looked melancholy, leaving the waiter speechless. Is Zheng Qiao, a lunatic, really trying to reminisce with him? This magical reality almost knocked his brains out. Can't turn around.

Zheng Qiao: "It's a pity that the words chosen by my mentor are not used."

The alarm bell in the waiter's head went off.

Basically what Zheng Qiao said, he echoed it with a couple of hums, and from time to time added a few doubtful remarks like "Brother Yan, why didn't you come to see me?". On the surface, the waiter was taciturn and indifferent, but in his heart, he had already given up on being a gentleman. No matter what he said, he would not listen to it. Just scold whatever.

If you really want to know something from the spring, you have to say that it is bad luck.

The two of them "reminisced about old times" lasted for a full hour.

finally--

Zheng Qiao said to him: "You can leave tonight."

The waiter trembled all over and met the other person's eyes.

Zheng Qiao said indifferently: "Before I regret it, you take your wife, children, and children and leave the border of Qianzhou. If you go too slowly, I will acquiesce that you plan to bury me with me. You only have one chance, and you can't seize it. Don’t blame me either.”

The waiter held back a sentence for a long time.

"Zheng Qiao, are you awake or crazy?"

Zheng Qiao laughed heartily and scared away the fish that came around. His calm expression looked frightening in the shadow of dusk: "Is it important whether you are awake or crazy? In Gu's opinion, you people who claim to be awake have done nothing better than The madman is awake..."

The waiter was not sure for a moment whether Zheng Qiao was really going to let him go or if it was just another one of his teasing ways. He was afraid.

When the waiter led him out, the night wind blew, and the waiter shivered from the cold. His mind was in chaos, and his body seemed to have its own consciousness controlling him to stride forward. It wasn't until he had walked a hundred and eighty steps that he finally He stopped and looked back at the way he came.

The tall, luxurious and majestic building during the day now looks a bit desolate, gloomy, decadent and ghostly, as if it has a wide open bloody mouth of an evil spirit, greedily devouring the living people who step into this place.

He hurried home. At home, his wife and children looked anxiously at the door. When they saw the waiter returning alive, they cried with joy.

The waiter first had a few warm words with his family, looking at the familiar and fresh faces, Zheng Qiao's words kept echoing in his mind, and he didn't even hear his wife's words. She wiped away her tears of ecstasy and said: " I heard that Mr. Lang was left behind by the king, and I was terrified in my body and mind, for fear that you would also... Now that he is back, I am really happy, and the kitchen has cooked moxa leaf water..."

Take a bath to drive away bad luck.

At this time, she saw the sword in the waiter's hand.

"This sword... doesn't seem to belong to Master Lang?"

When the waiter heard this, he felt like he was waking up from a dream. He looked down at the broken sword in his hand. His brain, which had been dull for the rest of his life, slowly resumed functioning, and he said in a daze: "This sword belongs to Zheng Qiao."

The wife screamed, took two steps back in fright, and looked at the sword with eyes full of disgust: "This dirty thing..."

Worried about surveillance, I swallowed back the rest of my words.

The waiter looked at the scabbard in his hand, whether it was lost or not, he put it aside helplessly: "Madam, please quickly order people to pack their bags. We will leave here tomorrow..."

The wife said with a grimace: "How can we get away?"

It’s not that I don’t have any colleagues who want to run away, but I can’t run away.

Once caught, kill on the spot!

The waiter said: "Don't worry, I can leave."

The wife looked at her husband, doubtful, but she had a doubt: "Master, if we leave, where should we go?"

The waiter lowered his eyes and thought for a moment: "Longwu County."

The wife wondered: "Where is that?"

The waiter said: "Border."

The wife was reluctant: "How bitter and cold is that place? There are also alien invasions. Wouldn't it be nice for our family to go there..."

The waiter pointed to the broken sword and said, "If Zheng Qiao is willing to let him go, we will deliver this sword to him."

The wife was puzzled: "Whose hands?"

The waiter twitched his lips: "Ning Yan."

The wife opened her round eyes wide: "Tunan? But, wasn't Tunan's husband Yan Xingning given by Zheng Qiao... Zheng Qiao's broken sword, and Tunan wasn't angry enough to kill us?"

"

Ning Yan did not have a mother-in-law, and her family was far away. From the time she was pregnant to the tenth month of pregnancy, the inexperienced couple almost went blind. Because her husbands were friends, she was entrusted to help Ning Yan.

Parenting exchanges bring closer relationships.

She knew Ning Yan's stubborn temper very well.

The waiter said: "My husband also thinks the same way."

Zheng Qiao, this lunatic, is simply making things difficult for himself.

The wife made a suggestion: "How about throwing this thing away?"

She felt sick just looking at it.

The waiter still had some sense and didn't do this.

The temporary residence was brightly lit all night, and large items could not be moved away at all. They only packed some gold and silver soft goods and dry food and water bags. The ignorant child was nestled in the nurse's arms, looking at the adults busy with a confused face. He could not notice the air.

of tension.

Just in the middle of cleaning up, the housekeeper hurried over.

"Master Lang, Master, someone is coming from the palace!"

When the waiter heard this, his head was buzzing and he was about to explode. He grabbed his sword and said bitterly: "Damn Zheng Qiao, you are really playing a trick on me! At worst, it will kill you!"

When he first looked at the person, he saw that he was a short servant with an unusually large belly. The servant secretly grasped the scabbard of his sword, brewing murderous intent.

The waiter was unconscious and tried his best to lower his voice.

"Do you want to leave, Your Majesty?"

The waiter snorted, thinking that the other party looked down on his status as a eunuch and disdained to be with him. He raised his hand to untie his waist belt, which made the waiter scream in surprise.

"What are you doing?"
Chapter completed!