~： Four hundred and six

Just when Zhao Yunxiang was entangled in how to face his father, he suddenly heard Wang Wu's screams.

Zhao Yunxiang, who often "plays" with monsters, knows that this voice is full of despair and pain.

Zhao Yunxiang's father, Zhao Hetian walked in!

"The old man is back?" Zhao Yunxiang said with a smile.

"I've been away these few days, you seem to have done a lot of things!" Zhao Hetian seems to have known everything.

"I eat and sleep every day... uh... Doudou!" Zhao Yunxiang suddenly discovered that the strong and anti-beating bear seemed to be called Doudou.

Because... Beat Peas!

Zhao Yunxiang looked at his father, and saw that he was full of vigor, magnificent appearance, full of tough guy design, and a decent manner, why would he collect more than 20 painting books?

"Bring it!" Zhao Hetian sat on a chair, nibbling on melon seeds, and reached out to ask Zhao Yunxiang.

"What?" Zhao Yunxiang was puzzled. Does he want the Patriarch's token or the land deed? Or a picture book?

"Token!!" Zhao Hetian said angrily, "You are so capable, you dare to steal the Patriarch's token."

"It's not stealing, it's just for use..." Zhao Yunxiang said neither humble nor arrogant, "If there is no token of the Patriarch, the people in Nancun are afraid that they will suffer."

Indeed, the people of Nancun were able to develop rapidly through the relief of Zhao Yunxiang and Han Xuening. Looking at the entire Tanxi Town, apart from Zhao Yunxiang and Han Xuening, no one was willing to help the refugees, even if it was a grain of rice!

"You did a good job in this matter." Zhao Hetian looked at Zhao Yunxiang's approving expression, "This style is very similar to your mother!"

"Isn't the son supposed to follow his father?" Zhao Yunxiang asked curiously, "What would he do if he encounters such a thing?"

"That's a lot of talk, of course it's charity!" Zhao Hetian said again, "Our Zhao family has no money and can't take out your 220,000 gold coins. Hey, I'm puzzled. If you are so prodigal, I'd rather take the money. Throwing it to a woman in the dust is not far from a beggar, why is it so charitable this time?"

Zhao Yunxiang was indeed an out-and-out dude before. He spent all his time, not to mention giving a gold coin to beggars and refugees. He would be fine without kicking them.

"It's not because your undocumented daughter-in-law is willing to become an oiran." Zhao Yunxiang said, "Now her reputation is bad. As the young master of waste, I am right with her. I am not trying to show us. The gap between them."

"What do you mean?" Zhao Hetian asked.

"The current oiran Han Xuening is not good enough for me!" Zhao Yunxiang spread his hands and continued, "Father, you won't still approve of this marriage?"

"Of course!" Zhao Hetian nodded naturally, "The matchmaker ordered your parents to say that your marriage was decided in your mother's womb, and it was your mother's decision. I dare not change this matter at will."

"I haven't seen my mother since I was born..." Zhao Yunxiang seemed to grasp the key point, "Father, are you afraid of my wife?"

"It's not afraid... it's love!"

"Hehe, I don't believe it!" Zhao Yunxiang didn't believe in a man who seemed to be a decent man with 20 basic fine art books hidden under the bed.

"Oh, by the way, during this exploration of Thunder Mountain, we found a barrier. You can explore it in a few days," Zhao Hetian said suddenly.

"You can't handle things, let me go?" Zhao Yunxiang pointed to his nose with a look of helplessness.

"Don't point it, know that your nose is big, just follow me! Hehehe~~!" Zhao Hetian cast a look you know, and then suddenly became decent, "That enchantment controls age, but it is under 25 years old. Yes, you can go in."

"That is to say... Going to play a copy?" Zhao Yunxiang was quite interested.

Next, Zhao Yunxiang reluctantly returned the Patriarch's order. As for the land deed, it returned to Zhao Yunxiang, but Zhao Hetian's handling of the painting book made Zhao Yunxiang a little speechless.

"Those painting books are prepared for you, study hard, and don't know anything when you save it, let the girl's family teach you!" Zhao Hetian said with a smile.

"Father, what are you kidding?" Zhao Yunxiang was speechless, "How can other girls use these skills?"

How could Han Xuening know this as a defensive lady.

Zhao Hetian said, "Your future daughter-in-law also has a painting book of the same edition, but we have carefully selected it. I believe your husband should give it to her."

"Fuck!!" Zhao Yunxiang was speechless for a while, what kind of operation is this Nima?

How can anyone spoil a child like this?

and……

I'm not even 25 years old yet! !

Walking out of the chamber, Zhao Yunxiang saw Wang Wu lying unconscious on the ground.

In terms of Wang Wu's body style, Zhao Yunxiang had seen him, shrinking into an inch very powerfully, as slippery as a loach, he did not expect to be knocked out by his father.

Moreover, after being beaten for 5 minutes, Nima's underwear fell out...

"Drag this to the bed in my other yard!" Zhao Yunxiang ordered the servant to clean the other yard over there. Ben Shao didn't like sleeping in the house ruined by licking dogs. "

Wang Wu was really awesome. He slept with Zhao Yunxiang's quilt, and all the halazi came out.

In this way, Wang Wu was accepted by Zhao Yunxiang. As for how he was beaten like this by his father, he didn't care.

My father is not what he seems to be, he should be a very awesome person.

Although the power of the parents' sacrifice to heaven is boundless, there are still many parents who are awesome, such as those of the rich second generation...

The other yard was cleaned very quickly, and Xiao Lian returned from the store, just as Zhao Yunxiang was reporting to her work, "Master, there are a lot of people from other places in the store today, and they all say they have a familiar face..."

That's right, this group of licking dogs never gave up kneeling and licking Zhao Yunxiang.

The gimmick of drunk life and dream of death has passed, and the era of making big money has passed. Tanxi Town is a small place. When this kind of drink first appeared, people would be robbed of it. After three days of selling, it is now almost at the price of 1,000 gold coins. Can't sell it anymore.

If you reduce the price, you can still make a profit, but Tanxi Town is too small. If you transport the spirit wine to other cities for sale, it will make people jealous.

You know, Zhao Yunxiang is most afraid of trouble, so he simply pushed the boat along the river to let the great forces of Qinghe City help.

If there is power, there is a market, and they will help themselves to make big money.

Zhao Yunxiang’s current idea is very simple, that is to become stronger and make money, nothing more...

"Well, fuck..." Zhao Yunxiang closed his eyes, enjoying the maid's comfortable massage.

"Oh, by the way, Master, Miss Han seems to have approached you, saying that she wants to talk to you about cooperation."

Xiaolian thought for a while and said.

"I'll talk about cooperation in the afternoon. I will sleep first, and I will talk to her about the painting book later!"