Chapter 8: Zhao Er is a fool ()

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The cheerful shouts spread far away on this deserted plain full of sand, and the sand was thrown up one after another under the running horse's hooves.

When he rode his own "little black charcoal", Zhao Fubo would become a little crazy. Holding his big white wax gun that he practiced every day in his hand made him even more crazy.

When his little black charcoal ran, it looked a bit like Zhao Fubo. He shook his head and tail, and his silly appearance was a bit wild.

It is Zhao Fubo's partner who depends on each other, and in Zhao Fubo's eyes, it is even more important than Shu Yuer.

In general, as long as you leave Huangsha City, you can ride his little black charcoal and hold a big gun on the wasteland, as if the two armies are facing each other, and wield a big gun to charge, Zhao Fubo will immediately be so crazy that he forgets Shu Yuer.

And this is the biggest trouble for Shu Yuer, who looks dignified and quiet in the cart.

Now it's not as crazy as the two of them together. In front of them, not only the annoying owner of Jifeng Village and Hassan, but also the owner of Wei and his little Mamluk.

The "Miss Yu" who controls the overall situation naturally cannot be as crazy as that stupid boy Zhao Erlang, but can only sit steadily in the car. Not only have to move forward slowly, but also have to endure the pain of the literary and Zou Zou Dalang coming to harass him from time to time.

According to Sanniang's instructions, Dalang went to Ziyun Village to choose his "reward", while Erlang went there to receive Shu Yuer's punishment.

In this regard, in addition to being too upset, the beautiful Shu Yuer also cursed Zhao Erlang from time to time, who was crazy and unconscious outside.

"What a heartless slut. I have to leave my girl here alone, and I have to..."

The "must" that Shu Yuer faced was Zhao Xu riding a white horse outside the car window.

Just looking at his white clothes and his white horses, he looked a bit chic. He even held a paper fan from the Song Dynasty in his hand. If he recited his song "The Flower of the Backyard", he would be like a romantic noble man from the Song Dynasty.

"Yu'er, this time I'm at Ziyun Village. Tell me what I like, I'll buy it for you!"

But Shu Yuer, who grew up under these harsh conditions, doesn't like it, although it's been said that because Erlang is unpromising, she wants to marry Zhao Xu when she grows up.

But she didn't think so. She just kept hoping that Erlang could make more progress when he grew up. He could practice his skills well and read the book, which would all follow her heart.

As for Zhao Xu, the good show that his father Zhao Wuji had done for him that day was the same as anyone. Shu Yuer didn't like this.

According to what she thought, even if a real man was defeated, he would still be defeated openly.

However, Zhao Fubo did not win because he cherished that little Mamluk, so he was considered a kind and righteous man in her heart.

If Zhao Xu knew, a girl like Shu Yuer had long looked down on the noble son of the Song Dynasty because she had lived in this wasteland for a long time, and he might have restrained himself.

But the girls in the family with thin eyelids like his tone. In our current words, will he give up the entire forest for a tree?

"I thank you for your appreciation. Yu'er saw the things you like, so he naturally remembers your words!"

Although Shu Yu said this, it was just because it was inconvenient to offend Zhao Dalang in front of him. If Zhao Erlang dared to say this, the little girl would have been twisting his mouth long ago, and she would have added this sentence.

"Hmph, can't my aunt afford it? I want you to show your kindness? I'll show your kindness or steal if you don't have anything to do. I can't tell you why. Don't think that my aunt will spare you little monkey!"

Yes, although she usually looks good and beautiful, no one has seen her tricky and savage side. She concealed this very well, except for Zhao Erlang, the inexplicable fool Zhao Er, no one knows that she has such a side.

According to her preference, she would rather practice a knife and punch with Zhao Erlang in his deserted garden.

Just like after the banquet that day, she ran to Zhao Erlang and happily ate some delicious food. Finally, she insisted on pestering Zhao Erlang and shot her a big shot.

Although it is not like the 3.2-meter-2-meter-long white wax gun that Zhao Erlang fired himself, it is also a 2-meter-long short flower gun.

Don’t say anything, as Zhao Erlang taught her, she would be tired, but she really could hear her.

I was thinking about something unrelated, but I still had to chat with Dalang who was following the car, so how could I not make our Miss Yuer angry?

"I said Yu'er, look at that crazy guy Erlang. He should be adult, but he still doesn't look like he hasn't grown up. He really sighs for my uncle. Why does he have to be such a stupid son after his life's smartness?

Well, this time when you arrive in Ziyun Village, you will choose a few girls and women. In the future..."

While they were talking, Zhao Fubo, who had been crazy outside, rushed over.

The long, thick, black hair, like a horse's hair, was blown by the wind. The big gun in his hand was carried on his shoulders at this time, with rabbits and a few flowers of poisonous snakes hanging on it.

What Zhao Xu did not expect was that Shu Yuer, who had been chatting with him, suddenly became energetic when she saw Zhao Fubo.

"Miss Yu...Miss Yu..."

Zhao Fubo shouted in a stack of voices and came to the other side of Shu Yuer's carriage.

Shu Yuer's originally dull face almost became alive in an instant when she heard his call. She moved down to the car, leaned against the window and stretched out her arms, shaking towards Zhao Fubo who was riding her horse towards her.

"Hey, second young master, you can still remember me, you really..."

Halfway through his words, he seemed to think that Zhao Xu was still on the other side of the carriage, probably too familiar with Zhao Fubo, which would always make him feel uncomfortable. Therefore, he hurriedly stopped talking.

But her actions had already aroused the dissatisfaction of Zhao Xu, who was dressed up as if he was so elegant. He curled his lips and didn't want to watch them chatting non-stop, and ran towards his carriage with his legs clamped.

Unlike Zhao Fubo, he had his own carriage. And after riding a horse for a while, he felt that the sun was too violent and planned to go back to the car for a rest.

Zhao Xu's departure made Shu Yuer quietly relieved and leaned against the car window and complained to Zhao Fubo.

"Zhao Er fool, leave me here alone. Believe it or not, I will go to Ziyun Village to buy you a blind and deaf follower!"

Zhao Fubo grinned. It wasn't because of his intimacy. It had nothing to do with him who had been used to doing things by himself. However, Shu Yuer's complaints attracted his attention.

"Hey, my lady, are you going to eat? I'm not going to give you a tooth sacrifice tonight. I've hit several rabbits and two snakes. I'll bake it well and ensure that you'll feed your greed!"

Only then did Shu Yuer notice the prey hanging on the big gun, and said happily: "What kind of ingredients are missing? Go to the cook to get it. I will get some wine at that time!"

The following words fully demonstrate that Zhao Fubo is really an inexplicable fool, and he can't even understand such a simple hint.

He nodded, saying that he also had great expectations for dinner, but he said the following stupid words.

"That's fine, but when it comes to the beginning, you are not allowed to drink. Sanniang said that girls will do stupid things if they drink alcohol!"

This time it was Shu Yuer's turn to be depressed, so she had to hold her cheek and sigh heavily at the back of the fool who was not enlightened.

When I talk, I naturally feel a sense of old-fashionedness.

"He, when will he grow up... When Zhao Er's fool grows up... Humph, when he grows up, my aunt will be afraid she will get old!"

Not to mention Shu Yuer's faint sigh, nor to say that Zhao Fubo was thinking about waiting for camping, so that he could roast his prey. He only said that Zhao Xu returned to his car with the sourness of his stockings.

From the horse's back, I returned to my car without any dust, and there was naturally someone to take the white horse away.

Unlike Zhao Fubo, he prefers to ride a car and run around in the wind and sand. If it weren't for his father asking him to please Shu Yuer, he wouldn't have ridden the scorching sun.

Although his horse is an excellent horse in Arabia, he spent more time in the car than on the horse's back and had no hobby for war horses.

Unlike that silly boy Zhao Fubo, he wished he could sleep with his little black charcoal.

The wide carriage is not as hot as it is outside because it is covered by a thick ceiling. The gauze floating beside the car window blocks the fine sand wrapped in the wind outside.

In such an environment, if there is still a girl who prepares the sour plum soup and waits for him to drink it, it will naturally be the most comfortable life.

The girl who had been sitting in the corner of the carriage and guarding the food and drinks on the square table in the carriage immediately sat up as soon as she saw Zhao Xu coming in. She held a big fan in her hand and fanned the cool breeze for Zhao Xu.

Dates, mango, papaya, grapes, and a plate-like fruit have been washed clean and are ready to be used at any time.

But now Zhao Xu, who was full of sadness, didn't care about the fruit in front of him. The white robe on his body was thrown aside by him, revealing his close-fitting clothes inside.

The Zhao family has had three generations here, but their clothing habits have not changed drastically. At least the underwear is still in the style of the Song Dynasty.

Untie the coat and relaxed Zhao Xu looked at the girl beside him.

Although the little head in front of me is not as good as Shu Yuer, the top girl in Huangsha City, her age at fifteen or sixteen is the most wonderful time for the girls in Zhao Xu's eyes.

Especially when she turned around and put away her clothes, the skirt tightly clasped her waist and legs immediately outlined the curve of her body. All these made the sour smell in Zhao Xu's heart immediately transform into other feelings.

Then some such sounds came from the convoy.

"No...Young Master, I..."

The adults who heard it smiled knowingly, and there was another person like Shu Yuer. They just spat gently, but their faces were red and they didn't know what to think.

It’s just like a fool like Zhao Ershi, there is only one idea.
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