"Ah...Look, there is a voles, so big, come... Come..."

Hearing Zhu Houzhao's screams, Ye Chunqiu's face suddenly twitched. Did the little emperor's thinking jump too fast?

I was very serious just now. When I saw a field mouse strung out not far away, Zhu Houzhao's saliva immediately flowed out, and then rushed over frantically, naturally, and then shouted: "Rat-catching lieutenant, come..."

Qian Qian almost slept with Deng Jian. He was really kind-hearted. He was always afraid that the Censor Deng would not be able to think so. When he heard His Majesty's call, Long Jinghu immediately turned over and said, "Here, come."

Deng Jian just curled up and felt that the world was crazy. The things in the book were obviously not like this. The books were full of monarchs and wise ministers. Under this same vast sky, he dreamed of the midnight dreams that Duke Huan of Qi and Guan Zhong were always thinking under this same sky, and under the stars, there were Liu Bei and Zhuge Kongming's midnight; there were Tang Taizong and Wei Zheng's like fish in water, but now... these bastards were actually catching field mice in the middle of the night.

"Fuck!" Deng Jian cursed in his heart. This was what Ye Chunqiu heard. Although it was just a very unintentional misunderstanding and vulgar statement, Deng Jian felt very happy after scolding him.

Alas... I sighed heavily and continued to sleep.

But he couldn't sleep and couldn't sleep. He could always hear the strange screams of Zhu Houzhao and Qian Qian in his ears. Deng Jian was annoyed and felt that he seemed to be living in hell. After a while, the strange screams finally stopped, but footsteps came.

Ye Chunqiu patted Deng Jian gently behind him and said, "Brother Deng."

"Don't pay attention to me." Deng Jian was still annoyed Ye Chunqiu's abduct, and even more angry at Ye Chunqiu's silence and watching the emperor's nonsense. He never planned to deal with Ye Chunqiu in his life. Such a person... has no bottom line. What is the difference between Qin Hui and Wang Zhen?

Ye Chunqiu sighed and said, "Brother Deng, are you hungry? Your Majesty and Qian Qianhu caught many field mice. Speaking of which, Qian Qianhu is indeed a good catching field mice. I know you eat porridge every day..."

"No eating." Deng Jian's attitude was stern, but...

I was really hungry and roaring. I had to catch so many roads during the day after eating porridge for so long. Sometimes I even felt dizzy. Now Ye Chunqiu mentioned it, I really couldn't bear it.

Ye Chunqiu had no choice but to sigh, no longer persuaded him, and stood up: "Okay, you sleep well."

"Let's go!" Deng Jian was angry again. Why didn't you persuade him a few more? He looked at Ye Chunqiu viciously and said, "Go and eat."

He was not polite. Anyway, this field mouse was not a kind of people's fat. When he arrived at the bonfire, he saw Qian Qian happily repeatedly peeling the field mouse that had been peeled and scattered salt, and putting it on the flame with a look of pride. Zhu Houzhao urged, "Hurry, hurry up, you dog, you are not yet cooked?"

Seeing Ye Chunqiu bringing Deng Jian, Zhu Houzhao looked up at Deng Jian and laughed: "Deng Aiqing, you come and eat too, small money."

Qian Qian said happily: "What are your Majesty's instructions?"

Zhu Houzhao said, "Leave one for Deng Aiqing."

Qian Qian burst into tears immediately, and Zhu Houzhao frowned and said, "Why are you crying?"

Qian Qian wiped his tears and said, "Your Majesty, I am really touched." He licked his mouth and continued, "Mr. Deng was repeatedly striking against His Majesty. Not only did his Majesty not bother, but he also gave him field mice, so kind-hearted and so..."

Zhu Houzhao looked at Qian Qian's exaggerated expression strangely, and then said, "Stop coming. My companions around me are better than you. Let's roast your field mice."

Qian Qian felt that the words he was about to give were stuck in his mouth and made a fuss, so he had to continue roasting the rat in depression.

Ye Chunqiu sat aside and only tasted one, but Zhu Houzhao was having a lot of fun. He was immediately happy: "I plan to accept a godson."

When he said this, Qian Qian's hand trembled. He first looked at Ye Chunqiu. Ye Chunqiu was a attendant, and the information came... it was not a threat.

Deng Jian... Even if you ask Deng Jian to be your father to the little emperor, Deng Jian will still dislike him.

Oh...Isn't this talking about me?

Qian Qian's face turned solemn, and he said without hesitation: "Dad."

"..." The three of them looked at him strangely.

Ye Chunqiu stroked his forehead. He had seen shameless people, but he had never seen such shameless people. Fuck, what are the things I know?

Qian Qian didn't feel ashamed at all. Among the people here, he was the worst. Is the Jinyiwei Qianhu very amazing? But in Qingliu's eyes, nothing is wrong. Uncle, why do I stuff money everywhere? I just want to climb up? People can't be shameless. No matter what I don't learn, I can't learn from Deng Jian. He was determined to seize the opportunity, and even his voice trembled. He hurriedly got up and said, "My son has met his godfather."

"..." Zhu Houzhao looked at him with a smile: "Little money..."

"Hey, my son is here." Qian Qian said.

Zhu Houzhao said: "I just joked, did you take it seriously?"

Qian Qian bit his teeth: "Mr., father. Your Majesty is the monarch of his son. Isn't it the same as his father? My son has no other skills, but only full of filial piety. I hope Your Majesty will fulfill it."

Deng Jian was still chewing on the field mouse, but he looked at Qian Qian in amazement.

The two of them were completely different. One was just trying to die just because someone took off his pants. This was better, so shameless.

Zhu Houzhao was still smiling: "Oh, you have to do something for me first."

Qian Qian said seriously: "My son's swords and fires..."

Ye Chunqiu was shocked at the side. He seemed to see a powerful traitor. At this moment, he rose slowly. This guy should really stop being forced to do anything.

Zhu Houzhao said, "Go and call Ye Aiqing Uncle."

Ye Chunqiu was stunned for a moment, uncle...

Qian Qian was also stunned. He was just eight feet thick in his face. Now he wanted to call Brother Ye as his uncle. This...

He gritted his teeth, as if he had made a great decision, bowed to Ye Chunqiu and said, "My nephew has met his uncle."

Ye Chunqiu was a little helpless, after all, he had no experience in this area.

Zhu Houzhao laughed loudly, covered her stomach and said, "Okay, it's very good. From now on, Xiao Qian will be my godson. Qian Qian, go roasting the field mouse."

When Qian Qian got up, he didn't dare to look at Ye Chunqiu's gaze. He lowered his head, said oh, and continued to work hard.

Zhu Houzhao sat next to Ye Chunqiu all of a sudden, and said with a smug look: "Look, Ye Aiqing, Qian Qian is my adopted son, you are his uncle, Ye Aiqing, dare you say that you and I are not brothers? You deny it again..."

Ye Chunqiu just looked at Qian Qian, and Qian Qian seemed to feel a little ashamed, but he just lowered his head and said nothing.

Ye Chunqiu sighed in his heart, but heard Zhu Houzhao say again: "Ye Aiqing, there is no one here, so you can just think that I am Zhu Shou and a wanderer in Datong. Let's make sworn brothers here. I have no brothers, but you only think that you are brothers."

(To be continued.)
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