The prime ministers are all relatively gentle, but unlike Wen Yanbo, Fang Mou Duan's level of fighting in the hands is also among the top civil officials in history.

If the political struggle between the prime ministers of the Tang Dynasty relied on hand to fight, Fang Xuanling could basically spare many people one hand.

It's a pity that it can't be.

But if you only talk to others, if Lu Yuanlang and Wei Zheng don’t say anything, Fang Mou Dun is not afraid of anyone. Kong Yingda can only be beaten. After all, Lao Kong’s main skill is to produce papers, and in general, it is a pattern.

"Have you heard that? Duke Lai entered the palace to meet the saint."

"What's so strange about the Chinese Valentine's Day?"

"Du Du was the right servant of the Shangshu, the chief officer of the procurator, and the Minister of Personnel. He was still in charge of the soldiers and horses of the Eastern Palace. After so long, it may not be a trivial matter to enter the palace suddenly."

"It's the Chinese Valentine's Day!"

"I always feel that something is going to happen."

"Brother Nian, it's the Chinese Valentine's Day. I invited you to Pingkangfang today to have fun. I took off my pants. Do you tell me this?"

After saying that, the client hugged Meijiao Niang and went to the private room for sex. Another client who was picking up the stern face looked serious and then raised his eyebrows: "That's right, ladies, Xiao Ke is here."

So he hugged left and right, and a plump beauty on one side went to the next room and threw the two beauties on the couch.

It’s the annual Chinese Valentine’s Day again. The Tang Dynasty is filled with the atmosphere of youth. Young people in heat are constantly mating and reproduction, or only mating but not reproduction...

"Brother Cheng San, won't you come?"

Yuchi Huan drank Sanle Soup, smacked his lips, and then asked Cheng Chubi, who was teasing Xiaoniang Yixiao Lou.

"Oh. Brother is a busy life and still has something to do. If you don't believe me, please ask Li Dalang."

Li Zhen coughed lightly and quietly pulled his hand out of the cute girl's clothes beside him. The little girl's face was red and her ears were red. She vomited fragrant orchids with red lips, and her eyes were filled with autumn water and snuggled beside Li Zhen.

"Don't ask, just play. Saburo treats tonight and just have fun."

After saying that, the little girl peeled a grape, held it between her pink lips, then met Li Zhen, and fed him a grape.

"Qi Niang's grape is really sweet."

Li Zhen squinted his eyes, sucked the grape juice, and looked at the little girl.

"I still have two grapes, maybe it's more suitable for Langjun's taste..."

"Oh? I don't know where it is produced... Could it be this specialty of the double peaks..."

Li Zhen laughed and put his broad sleeves in his arms. While covering up, he could see the little girl's snow-white peaks from the neckline. The pink balls were really like red grapes, and the tender and elastic ones were even more charming.

"Little Fairy..."

The little brothers of Zhongyi Club were having fun. Lao Zhang looked at the two carriages at the door with expressionless expression.

Yes, I should have guessed it long ago, I should have thought it long ago.

What is life so joyful, and what is suffering in death?

On one side is “a promise made by a cow and sheep”, and on the other side is “I, Hong Qi’s childhood sweetheart”. Life is already so difficult, why do you still hurt each other?

The most important thing is that I don’t want to celebrate Valentine’s Day!

"Zhang Lang!"

No one on the carriages on both sides came down, but the shouts were so neat. They couldn't help but feel in harmony. They were really a little bit touching.

Speaking of being in tune with each other... the princesses on both sides said that if Zhang Langjun did not have the Chinese Valentine's poem this year, he would be indifferent to his interest.

Well, that's right, there's no interest. Confused with you two girls...

If it weren't for your father being much awesome than Li Gang, would I be so cowardly?

Crack, Xue Zhaonu was peeling A Yue's pistachio beside him. His eyes flashed and he looked at the two luxurious carriages, and then he had a happy meal with a smile.

"What happened to the two high men?"

"Zhang Lang asked knowingly."

"Arang is free tonight?"

So, if you step on two boats, you will be cut to death, but what the hell is this kind of trampled on two boats?

"I have no time!"

Lao Zhang gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

"call……"

The carriages on both sides breathed a sigh of relief.

What the hell!

"Since Zhang Lang has no time, I can't bother you. I'll say goodbye. Zhang Lang takes care of you..."

Anping just left.

Li Lizhi wanted to say that you, a shameless person, finally left and wanted to get out of the carriage, but finally remembered my mother's advice, so she also said: "Dalang, I'm back to the palace to celebrate the festival with the Queen Mother's Day tonight. Dalang should take care of her."

What does it mean?

Lao Zhang's face turned black... Are you a tool for showing off your status?

He is very busy now. Uncle Zhang's wife is very unreliable, so he will not say anything. He agreed to say hello to her father and told him not to be a contractor, but Li Yuan didn't make any movement.

That's fine, his aunt seems to have signs of taking over the construction of the Daming Palace by herself!

I heard that the old chairman had been depressed a while ago, and the Forbidden Garden was a little wet and hot and uncomfortable. However, Mr. Li was busy recently, and not to mention Tuyuhun was still playing in the northwest, but Xue Yantuo's grandsons actually planned to cross the line!

Yi Nan wanted to move from Yu Dujun Mountain to Yanran Mountain, and then sent someone to come and say to Dong Li: Boss, I have 200,000 under my command now. Look, my company is still large.

Xueyantuo Animal Husbandry Co., Ltd. is invested by Mr. Li. All the legal procedures of the company are handled by Mr. Li. What kind of ceremonial guards and drums are given by Mr. Li.

If it weren't for the contribution of killing Ji's death, Dong Li would have wanted to kill him.

If you want to move to Yanran Mountain, you must first pass Hanhai, but Princess Hanhai’s fief is there. So Yi Nan asked someone to go to Chang'an to report: Boss, my son is generous, muscular, handsome and handsome. I think Princess Hanhai’s big breasts and a raised butt is very suitable for being my younger daughter-in-law. Boss, can you help as a matchmaker and give her a marriage certificate?

Then when Princess Hanhai heard this, she was so scared that she lost her vigor and immediately ran to Huaiyuan City to find the incarnation of benevolence and justice, Uncle Li Simo.

When Prince Huaiyuan heard about this, he immediately smiled evilly: "Don't worry about my niece, this matter is easy. Now he is in Chang'an, just go find him."

When Zhenzhuhong suddenly heard this, his face turned red. While saying sorry, he took his subordinates and three horses to Chang'an overnight and cried at Zhang De: "I can't do it..."

If you can't do it, don't do it! Why do you want me to do it!

When the emperor knew that Princess Hanhai was coming, he asked someone to visit her and comforted her: "Princess Hanhai, my daughter, how can she join the beast?"

Then he took Princess Hanhai away from Zhang's mansion.

Lao Zhang's face is so dark that he doesn't want to leave if he has a genital. Tell me clearly who the beast is a member of the beast refers to!

Zhang De silently despised him even more: Don’t think that I was an engineering dog and didn’t know that there were also marriages in the Tang Dynasty.

The Chinese Valentine's Day was originally a wonderful day, but Lao Zhang was very melancholy and heartbroken all day, and felt that he would never want to find a girlfriend again.

No one can stand it when three princesses come to their door a day!

Just when Zhang De thought today was extremely bad, the turn of time came, and Uncle Zhang asked Zhang Lushui to come and say something was wrong.

"Brother Shui, what's the matter to let you come?"

"Well, Mr. Zhang asked me to come over and said that the husband has a few Chinese Valentine's poems he wrote before."

“…”

It turns out that it can be worse. (To be continued.)

ps: Let’s send a monthly ticket.
Chapter completed!