Zhang Mao wanted to cry without tears.

Not only did he create unprecedented rice paper and was not rewarded, but he was still scarred. Who did he provoke whom?

"I thank you!"

“No need to be polite.”

Ying Si said with a smile: "Zhang Qing's family quickly put paper into mass production. After the matter is completed, I will be rewarded with great rewards."

I believe you, you said that last time! Zhang Mao dragged his sick and disabled body back.

Ying Si no longer had the interest in eating goose, and hurried back to the independent courtyard where he temporarily lived with rice paper.

Liu sighed, saying that she had escaped, otherwise she would have really hit the wall with a chaste and fierce woman's head.

Fortunately, this craftsman named Zhang Mao appeared in time! Liu returned to the Minister of Revenue Mansion, and Hu Buwei leaned on a rocking chair in the yard, as if he was caught by a little ghost.

When he entered the court, he wanted to achieve great things, but he didn't expect that his wife would be defiled by the emperor.

"Ying Si, a foolish lord, tyrant, I, Hu Buwei, must take revenge and slept with your wife!"

He picked up the kitchen knife from his house and danced wildly in the yard, looking like crazy, with messy hair, like a devil.

But he only dared to say some things behind his back.

Just like what I said today, if it is spread to Ying Si's ears, it would be a serious crime to kill the nine clans.

If you want to live a good life, you will have a little green on your head! Hu Buwei felt relieved and instantly withered.

In this way, I have slept with the same woman as my husband, but I have slept first. What a pride.

He smiled bitterly! The smile contained a faint sadness of an old man.

"When is the last time for Hu?

Go cook!"

Liu, who was stuttering outside, was bullied by Ying Si and did not dare to say a word, became a tigress immediately when he arrived at home.

The powerful aura calmed the entire yard, and it was silent for a moment.

Hu Buwei is famous for being afraid of his wife.

Every night, there will always be screams like a pig slaughter in Hu Buwei's bedroom. Don't get me wrong, it's just that Hu Buwei is being beaten.

But today, he felt that he could not bear it anymore! He hadn't been straight for decades, and she still had to be on the bed curtain. Why? Today, I can't bear it anymore! "Shameless."

So he spat hard and blurted out three words.

Damn, the script is wrong! Liu felt very surprised. Hu Buwei, who had never been beaten up in the past, suddenly became tough?

What, is this trying to revive a man's heroic spirit in front of me?

"Hu Buwei, what did you say?"

Hu Buwei grinned and said angrily: "I said you are shameless. I have been with me for so long and haven't even gotten pregnant with a single seed."

Due to the powerful force of Liu's family, Hu Buwei could only secretly complain that Liu had wasted his excellent resources.

The air suddenly became quiet, as if the cold winter was approaching and the temperature suddenly dropped.

The most taboo thing between husband and wife is distrust.

Liu loves Hu Buwei very much.

When he was away, Hu Buwei was the Minister of Revenue who was respected by everyone, but at home he was just a husband.

Whenever Liu got angry, he wanted to grab the man's heart.

For fear that when he relaxed, Hu Buwei would be seduced by the sluts on the street.

But today, Hu Buwei's words are so hurtful.

Liu staggered, covered her face, burst into tears, her feelings were extremely strong and her true feelings were revealed.

This style of painting is confusing Hu Buwei! Today, Hu Buwei forced each other with words. If Liu ignored his actions, he would make Hu Buwei's nose and face swollen, it would be more natural.

But the style of painting suddenly changed, and the tough tomboy turned into a sob little woman in seconds, and Hu Buwei didn't know what to do.

"Husband-Madam, why are you crying so sadly?"

Hu Buwei feels guilty.

"You unscrupulous, I worked hard for your Hu family for a long time. You actually doubted me. Do you think I am the kind of frivolous woman?"

"You care about the etiquette of your monarch and minister, but why don't I understand the ritual of the rules?"

"Okay, you don't doubt me, why don't you just divorce me? I'll go to the Lord to take a shower and sleep now. Do you dare?"

Three consecutive quality! One of the three questions, Hu Buwei said nothing but speechless.

He knew that he was wrong, who is the one who is right? How could he be more fond of others? My aunt is innocent.

Hu Buwei's eyes were filled with tears.

"Madam, I was wrong, I was a bastard, I am not a human being. I knew that Madam loved me, Madam, you forgive me."

"I don't forgive me. The man's mouth is a lie, he vomits~~~~" After vomiting for a few times, Liu felt a little uncomfortable. Why was there always a sour water rushing in his stomach, and he felt very nauseous.

"Are you pregnant?"

Hu Buwei thought about it for a while, there seemed to be no second possibility for his wife to have a son in the mansion.

"Get out, you don't have to worry about it. Even if you get pregnant, it's not your kindness!"

"Oh, my wife, when is it now? You are still angry. Come and help your wife in. I will cook. Today I want to have a chicken. I hope it will be good luck and bless my wife and children with peace."

Hu Buwei's man's dignity only existed for two minutes and disappeared again.

A couple who have been pregnant for decades has not been pregnant, but unexpectedly, Jian Nei and Jun Shang burned the piano and boiled the goose, they became pregnant in an instant.

"Your Majesty, you have great kindness to me. I kowtow to you. You are the saint who is alive."

Bang bang! The Minister of Revenue's Mansion came the sound of his head hitting the floor.

Inside Ying Si’s residence.

"Ah Yeh!"

Ying Si sneezes with his brush in his hand, and I don’t know which bitch raised him to say bad things behind his back.

In front of him, a square drawing board was placed with a piece of rice paper on it, and Ying Si was painting.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?"

Wei Shu held it at the head of the bed and frowned. She was naked and felt like she was drowsy.

I really don’t know what medicine the Lord took, but he actually asked Wei Shu to take off his clothes and lie on the head of the bed, but he turned on paper and grinded it into a fine brush to paint.

Perverted! Hooligan! Such an unreasonable request must have been the first to dare to do this throughout the Warring States Period.

His incompetence and tyranny are even worse than that of Shang, Zhou, Xia and Jie.

Wei Shu seemed to be able to see the dismal appearance of Qin a hundred years later. All countries would attack him, and Qin would become the enemy of the Warring States Period.

Qin Jun is tyrannical, Qin State should perish! "Wait, it's all right."

Ying Si looked carefully and saw that Wei Shu's whole body had already appeared on the paper. After his exquisite writing skills, the description was vivid and flexible.

"Well, it has the style of "Jin Ping Mei".

"ah?

What did you say?"

Wei Shu's hair stood upside down. Is this cold day still calm?

Ying Si thought about it and found that this wonderful book of time was not from this era. He explained: "It is a divine book that you can remember freshly by reading it. It is a magical work that has a long history in human history. Just like what we do now, it is an aesthetic art."
Chapter completed!