Chapter 359: Slaves are happy because of the master

Can Zhao Xu be happy? Of course not. When he came back from Bershallo, he was immersed in two questions.

As soon as he recalled that humiliating night, his face couldn't help but feel a fever. He often recalled in his heart that the Governor of Bershallo Bahayi was about the two daughters of Shishi and Xianglian.

Although he knew that Shi Shi's idea might not be wrong. With the joint efforts of Governor Bosaro, Zhao Fubo can not only be eliminated, but also better serve as the supporter of the Mongolian army in the future. One day, he can even serve as the savior of the trembling Huangsha City people in front of the Mongolian army.

When he thought of this result, his heart became broader, just like those ancient kings, forming the so-called "those who accomplish great things do not care about minor matters".

But sometimes, as a person who likes to grow up under the influence of Chinese culture since childhood, he thinks he is a Song people in his heart, but he cannot truly accept it no matter what, and truly understands what is happening in Bershallo.

"Doesn't you really care about the details of big things? But if a man can't even protect his own woman, what else will he leave in this world? Like that stupid Erlang, he will probably never let Shu Yuer do this. Even if someone thinks, he is so reckless, he doesn't know how many people will die to stop!"

This is naturally, Zhao Xu is still vivid in his mind when he rushed to the robber's nest and killed all the robbers. Finally, he returned to the Zhao family mansion and refused to give up. If his father Zhao Wuji had paid the full amount of money, he would have been afraid that he would not have spared him. This incident still made him feel scared until this moment.

But he had long been used to it. When talking about Zhao Fubo, he would definitely call him "Silly Erlang". Although today, that "Silly Erlang" may not be a fool. But he didn't know what Zhao Fubo looked like today, who didn't know what Zhao Fubo looked like today.

Even if he knew it, it would only make him feel ashamed, so how could he dare to compare Zhao Fu's future development? It was precisely because he did not know Zhao Fubo's development at this moment, so he believed that if he surrendered to the Mongols, it would not only leave a way out, but also allow Huangsha City to avoid being harmed by the massacre.

In his subconscious mind, he always wanted to let the people of Huangsha City see that Zhao Xu is the hero who is so distressed. Only then can the people of Huangsha City, who saved their lives under the Mongolian iron hooves, understand who is their real master.

Another question is whether to join the Golden Horde. People in Huangsha City are not unfamiliar with the Mongols. Although they have been here for nearly 20 years, they were familiar with the fact that Mongolians destroyed Jin Xia before they left the Song Dynasty. This is also the reason why Zhao Xu has been thinking about whether he needs to join the Golden Horde France.

These two questions troubled Zhao Xu for a long time, and after he returned from Bosaro, he was still feeling uneasy. But he did not expect that this matter would actually be given an answer to Xianglian.

"The eldest son...the eldest son..."

The sound of mosquito-like sounds sounded, which was what Xianglian had been doing since she came back from Bosaro. Just like the traditional Song Dynasty women, after being abused by others, they often bear the heaviest burden on themselves. Of course, this view is not special when the world is almost wilderness.

"do what!"

Zhao Xu, who was lying on the bed, shouted impatiently, and Xianglian was so scared that she didn't dare to speak anymore, but gently put something down on the small pit table on the bed.

Hearing this little noise, Zhao Xu opened his eyes and a bottle of juice from Ferai Island was placed on the table. Look at the water vapor on the bottle, it should have been iced in the well. Although the weather was not hot at this time, the juice tasted better after it was iced.

Zhao Xu glanced at the clear yellow juice and then at Xianglian's back. In the few days after coming back, she always served her carefully. But the more she did this, the more Zhao Xu felt a flame in her heart that was difficult to calm.

"Xianglian!"

He made a little sound like a humming sound, but Xianglian, who was walking out, immediately stopped. When she returned to the bed, she lowered her head and rubbed her tender hands with her tender hands. Looking at her panic, Zhao Xu felt a surge of pity in her heart.

"You sit aside!"

Zhao Xu said softly again. Looking at Xianglian's careful appearance, he found that the flames in his heart had slowly dissipated a little.

"Hmph, you still blame me for being in Bosaro..."

When he said this, Zhao Xu suddenly stopped talking. The flames in his heart suddenly became fierce, and he bit his teeth. Xianglian carefully raised her head and was startled when she saw the anger on Zhao Xu's face. She lowered her head quickly and quickly, rubbing her hands on the corner of her clothes.

"well……"

Zhao Xu sighed, and his hand slapped hard on the edge of the bed. Xianglian, who was shocked by his anger, pounced on him and pulled his hand into his arms. He rubbed her two delicate little hands gently, and said in a voice that was so low that only Zhao Xu could hear.

"Big...Young Master...If you feel uncomfortable, just beat me!"

When she said this, Xianglian started crying. She raised her tears and looked at Zhao Xu, holding his hand and rubbing it constantly, as if Zhao Xu's hand had just hit the bed, and it hurt her heart.

Facing such a woman, what else can Zhao Xu say! He sighed again and had his first conversation with Xianglian after returning from Bosaro.

"Actually...ah...I'm not blaming you. If you want to blame, you have to blam the one...ah...no one is wrong. We have too many enemies. It's not easy to live well in this troubled times. Xianglian, I don't blame you, don't be afraid!"

With a hoarse voice, Zhao Xu, who had been reluctant to speak after returning from Bosaro, was relieved, but even Xianglian was relieved. Although she was still crying, there was a sound when she started crying.

Her crying made Zhao Xu's heart sore. He took a few breaths, swallowing the soreness of his throat into his stomach. Then he cheered up and ordered Xianglian in front of him.

"Let's do this, go to the kitchen and ask them to cook some good dishes. Master, I'll have a few drinks with you today. After getting drunk, nothing will happen!"

Zhao Xu's reaction made Xianglian happy. Although she still had tears in her eyes, she put down Zhao Xu's hand and hurriedly rushed to the kitchen, as if she was worried that Zhao Xu's good mood would fly away.

After watching Xianglian leave, Zhao Xu picked up the drink that Xianglian had just delivered, opened the wax-sealed cork, and poured the clear yellow drink inside into one sip. The coolness of the heart makes the sweetness more and more transparent.

"Erlang's men also have a few capable people, otherwise no one would be able to make this drink!"

However, when the temperature in the Middle East is quite high during the day, things such as beverages are difficult to preserve. Some people imitate the drinks produced on the Island of Ferai, but they can't be stored for a few days.

This is nature. Martin is a teacher in the physics and chemistry laboratory. He is proficient in physics and chemistry. Although he is proficient in laboratory level, for the era 800 years ago, this knowledge can only be interpreted as a "divine metaphor".

Zhao Xu, who drank a bottle of drink in one breath, felt a cool feeling, which continued deeply along his throat. This restored his bad mood after Bosaro came back and stretched his body to lie on the bed.

However, he turned over and sat up, ran to the cabinet on the kang to take out another thing. It was brought to him by Shi Shi. On the streets of Huangsha City, the hookahs that the rich people first became popular with. Since there were tobacco leaves, these things would naturally not be missing. At the same time, cigarettes were also developed. However, the papermaking technique was still a bit bad at this time, and the paper was still too expensive, so cigarettes were a matter for the future.

Even so, addictive things like tobacco have become popular in Huangsha City. Even 800 years in advance, Martin stated the words "Smoking is harmful to health" on the paper box that sells tobacco.

I once tried to vomit once because I had sucked the dose and I vomited it once when Zhao Xu sucked it again, but I felt differently.

A piece of hose was accompanied by a hard glass mouth. The oily tobacco was rubbed into a small ball and placed in the smoke pot. Just put it on the table, the hookah with water added to it, and slowly took a soft and soft mouthful.

"Gulugulu" The hookah produced by glass is much simpler than that produced by metal. Pieces of green smoke that seem to white clouds emerge from the water surface. Zhao Xu, who was smoking for the second time, was a little careful and did not suck too much smoke into his lungs.

People who smoke for the first time are most sensitive to smoking. A warm feeling will appear on their bodies, making people feel relaxed and happy. This is not an instigation of everyone to smoke without laughing, but the real feeling of quitting more often. Compared to the usual smoking and the feeling of flying through the clouds and fog when resucking, the word "satisfaction".

Gradually, Zhao Xu, who found pity from these blue smoke for the first time, could no longer let go. Although only a short while later, Xianglian got wine and food. Even while drinking wine and eating big dishes, Zhao Xu could no longer put down the hookah in his hand.

However, Xianglian looked at Zhao Xu's appearance and slowly let go of her heart. After being neglected by Zhao Xu for several days, she became a little haggard, but when she looked at Zhao Xu's eyes that had recovered her soul, she felt a little happy in her heart.

"Probably no matter what I say to him now, he will always listen!"

Xianglian didn't forget about Bosaro's two "hard work" times. But she didn't blame Zhao Xu, but she was just a teacher's poem.
Chapter completed!