Chapter five hundred and eighty ninth floating
When Guo Shao fought in Beihan, he usually rode a horse in front of the sun. The wind blew the sun, and his skin became rougher. The fine and white dishes were on his mouth, forming a sharp contrast.
Jing Niang was very silent and sat opposite her and said nothing. She probably didn't want to say anything about Mrs. Huarui, after all, Mrs. Huarui had a good relationship with her.
At this time, Guo Shao said, "I remembered a joke, taking an earthworm in two forks, with food that the earthworm likes to eat, and hot charcoal fire on the other side. Let it crawl twice, and the earthworm will choose a way to have food without hesitation."
"Who is so boring, do that?" Jing Niang frowned.
Guo Shao said: "It is an experiment. Any living creature will seek benefits and avoid harm. If it makes it feel good, it will not help but choose... So I never regard people as saints."
Just as the unknown dish made of this yam tasted very layered, Guo Shao tasted different flavors without eating a piece. He could guess that Mrs. Huarui was indeed made specifically for herself, which is also a hint.
Guo Shao did not look down on her because of this. He felt that everything was normal, because seeking profit and avoiding harm is human nature, and women are no exception... This is also one of the driving forces for the men to continue to fight and make progress. Too much moral public opinion misleads, concealing the essence of the strong and strong prey on earth.
But Guo Shao thought, according to reason, Mrs. Huarui's fate should be plundered as the conqueror's spoils; now the opposite is true, no one touched her, which made her in an embarrassing situation.
At this moment, Jing Niang suddenly said unhappily: "Your Majesty is right and wrong? I think that in the eyes of men, as long as a woman is beautiful, she will not be wrong!"
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In the Duke of Qin's Mansion, the sun has disappeared from the roof, leaving only an orange-yellow stream in the sky. The sky and the earth seem to be full of houses, occasionally a pagoda stands in the distance, and on the back of the sunset, there is only a lonely black shadow left.
As soon as Mrs. Huarui arrived home, Meng Chang hurried over to see her. He seemed impatient, as if he was waiting for Mrs. Huarui to come back all afternoon. Meng Chang's fair and fat face was now full of pathological redness. He looked at Mrs. Huarui and asked directly: "Have you met Guo Shao?"
Mrs. Huarui shook her head.
Meng Chang paced twice: "You deceive me! You can have good things if you stay in the palace alone. Besides, how much do you have to say to Jing Niang? I stayed for such a long time and it was almost dark before I came back. What have you done?"
Only in this way can Mrs. Huarui's life as quiet as a lake can have a rippling ripples. She looked at Meng Chang's excited face and suddenly blurted out: "I cooked a few dishes in the afternoon."
After hearing this, Meng Chang was so embarrassed and angry that he almost jumped up. In the end, he didn't do anything. He just sarcastically said: "You haven't been willing to cook for me for a long time, but you came to the door to cook for that man to please him..."
The more he spoke, the more angry he became, and his voice choked, "I lost everything, and I couldn't even keep my own woman's heart..."
Mrs. Huarui was sad and very annoyed. She suddenly regretted talking about cooking, so why did she blurt out? Perhaps because Meng Chang could no longer control herself, and he even wanted to rely on Mrs. Huarui to maintain friendship with Jingniang or the royal family because she was worried about survival.
Chapter completed!