Chapter 7: Zhao Er is a fool

Ah, now that we have arrived at Ziyun Manor, you should also select a few maids. In the future...

The adults who heard it smiled knowingly, while someone like Shu Yuer merely let out a soft huff, her face flushed, leaving one to wonder what she was thinking

Miss Yu ... ... Miss Yu ... ...

Although the young girl before him could not compare to Shu Yuer, the most outstanding girl in Huangsha City, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, she represented the most wonderful time of youth in Zhao Xu's eyes

Although it is not as impressive as the 32-meter white wax pole spear that Zhao Erlang made for himself, it is still a 2-meter short flower spear

What completely took Zhao Xu by surprise was that Shu Yuer, who had been chatting with him in a casual manner, suddenly became lively upon seeing Zhao Fubo

Shu Yuer, who grew up under such harsh conditions, does not appreciate it, even though everyone is spreading rumors that she will marry Zhao Xu when she grows up because Erlang is not promising

And this is the greatest distress of Shu Yuer, who sits in the large vehicle, appearing dignified and serene.

In summary, as long as he leaves Huangsha City, riding his little black horse and wielding a large gun on the desolate plain, as if two armies were facing each other, if he charges forward with the large gun, Zhao Fubo would immediately go mad, forgetting about Shu Yuer.

That would be fine, but let me make it clear: you must not drink alcohol. San Niang has said that if young ladies drink, they will do foolish things

In response to this, the beautiful Shuyuer not only felt a deep sense of displeasure but also found herself cursing Zhao Erlang, who was outside acting foolishly and stubbornly.

The spacious carriage, shielded by a thick ceiling, is not as hot as the outside. The sheer curtain by the window blocks the fine sand carried by the wind outside

Indeed, although she usually appears gentle and graceful, no one has seen her cunning and savage side. She has concealed this aspect very well; apart from Zhao Erlang, this oblivious Zhao fool, no one knows that she has such a side.

Only then did Shu Yuer notice the game hanging from the big gun, and she felt a surge of joy as she said: "If we lack any ingredients, go to the chef to get some, and I will bring some wine later"

The Zhao family has been here for three generations, yet their clothing habits have not changed significantly; at least the undergarments still reflect the style of the Song Dynasty

As the conversation was only halfway through, it seemed that he had just remembered that Zhao Xu was on the other side of the carriage. Perhaps due to his close familiarity with Zhao Fubo, it always made him feel uncomfortable. Therefore, he hurriedly stopped his words.

Hello, Second Young Master, do you still remember me? You truly are...

It is the companion that Zhao Fubo relies on for survival, and in Zhao Fubo's eyes, it is even more important than Shu Yuer.

The servant is deeply grateful for the young master's appreciation. Upon seeing something she likes, Yu'er naturally remembers your words, young master

Unlike Zhao Fubo, he prefers to travel by car. Galloping on horseback through the wind and sand, he would not brave the scorching sun to ride if it were not for his father's insistence that he win Shu Yuer's favor

Hmph, do you think I can't afford it? Why should I rely on you to curry favor? Offering unsolicited kindness is either deceitful or opportunistic. Today, if you can't provide a reasonable explanation, don't expect me to let you off the hook, you little rascal!

According to her thoughts, if one is a true man, even in defeat, one must face it with integrity and honor

Unlike Zhao Fubo, he has his own carriage. After riding for a while, he also felt that the sun was too harsh and decided to return to the carriage to rest for a while

Do not, my lord, I...

Zhao Xu's departure inadvertently allowed Shu Yuer to quietly breathe a sigh of relief, as she leaned against the car window, complaining to Zhao Fubo about the books.

Just like after the banquet that day, she ran over to Zhao Erlang's place, happily enjoyed some delicious food, and finally insisted that Zhao Erlang give her a big gun.

However, her actions have already provoked the dissatisfaction of Zhao Xu, who has adorned himself to appear as elegant as a jade tree in the wind. With a slight curl of his lips, he did not wish to watch the two of them chattering incessantly, and he hurried towards his carriage with his legs pressed together.

Do not say anything; holding the long pole as Zhao Erlang taught for a while, though tiring, truly allowed her to feel the strength.

It is no longer the same as when those two were together in their madness; in front of them, not only is there the detestable owner of the Windy Manor and Hassan, but also the owner Wei and his little horse, Mamluk.

In such an environment, if there were also a maid who had prepared sour plum soup and was waiting for him to drink it, that would naturally be the epitome of a most comfortable life

Sitting in the corner of the carriage, the young girl guarding the delicacies and drinks on the square table immediately sat up upon seeing Zhao Xu enter. She held a large fan in her hand, fanning a cool breeze for Zhao Xu.

According to San Niang's instructions, Da Lang went to Ziyun Manor to select his "reward," while Er Lang went there to receive Shu Yuer's punishment

It is indeed a treasure like Zhao Er Shazi, possessing only such a thought

At this moment, Zhao Xu, filled with heartache and anger, could not care less about the fruit before him. He had thrown aside his white robe, revealing the close-fitting garments he wore underneath.

Yuer, this time when we arrive at Ziyun Manor, just tell me what you like, and I will buy it all for you

When his little black coal runs, it indeed resembles Zhao Fubo to some extent. Both shake their heads and wag their tails, exuding a charmingly naive wildness.

When will he grow up... Waiting for Zhao Ershazi to grow up... Hmph, by the time he grows up, I fear I will be old!

The young lady Yu, who has a firm grasp of the overall situation, naturally cannot be as reckless as that foolish Zhao Erlang, and can only sit steadily in the car. Not only must she proceed slowly, but she must also endure the torment of the overly refined Da Lang coming to disturb her from time to time

I said, Yuer, look at that crazy kid Erlang. He should be an adult by now, yet he still looks like he hasn't grown up. Speaking of which, I really feel for my uncle; how could such a wise man have such a foolish son

According to her preferences, she would rather practice swordsmanship and boxing with Zhao Erlang in his desolate garden

One can only see him in his flowing white attire, resembling a gallant figure on a white horse, exuding a certain elegance. In his hand, he even holds a paper fan from the Song Dynasty; if he were to recite a verse from "Houtingtianhua," he would closely resemble the dashing young noblemen of the Song Dynasty

What a heartless scoundrel, leaving me all alone here, and I have no choice but to ... ...

What is the elder brother doing, making that girl call out in such an ambiguous manner?

Zhao Fubo cracked a smile, not because of any issues with his relatives. That had little to do with him, who was already accustomed to doing things himself. Rather, it was Shu Yuer's complaints that caught his attention more.

He nodded slightly, indicating that he also had great expectations for dinner, but then he said the following foolish things

Not to mention Shu Yuer's faint sighs, nor Zhao Fubo's single-minded anticipation of the camp to roast his prey. Let us instead speak of Zhao Xu, who returned to his vehicle with a hint of sourness.

Ha ... ...

While my mind is occupied with irrelevant thoughts, I still cannot help but engage in aimless chatter with the young man beside the car. How can this not provoke the anger of our dear girl, Tu Shu Yu Er

While they were speaking, Zhao Fubo, who had been going wild outside, barged in

Joyful shouts echoed far across the sandy wasteland, as the galloping hooves kicked up clouds of sand.

When speaking, there is naturally an air of feigned maturity that comes through

Having removed his outer garment, Zhao Xu relaxed and gazed at the maid beside him

As for Zhao Xu, everyone could see the good show his father, Zhao Wujie, put on for him during the martial arts competition that day. It was just this one matter that made Shu Yuer dislike him.

The long, coarse hair, resembling a horse's mane, was blown back by the wind. At this moment, the large gun was resting on his shoulder, with several rabbits and a few colorful poisonous snakes hanging from it.

This time, it was Shu Yuer's turn to feel frustrated, and she could only support her fragrant cheeks and let out a heavy sigh at the back of this dim-witted Zhao Ershazi.

Although Shu Yu said this, it was merely because it was inconvenient to offend Zhao Dalang in front of her. If Zhao Erlang dared to say such a thing, the young girl would have long since gone up to twist his mouth and would have added a remark like this.

Hello, my young lady, are you not having dinner tonight? I have caught several rabbits and two snakes for your feast this evening. I will roast them well, ensuring to satisfy your cravings!

Only those girls at home with thin eyelids seem to like his style. To put it in our current terms, would he give up the entire forest for a single tree

Zhao Er Shazi, if you leave me here all alone, do you believe I will go to Ziyun Manor and buy you a blind and deaf attendant to take back!

Although his horse is considered a high-quality steed even among Arabian horses, he has spent more time in a carriage than on horseback, and thus has no particular fondness for warhorses

Unlike that foolish Zhao Fubo, who would love nothing more than to sleep with his little black coal

Upon hearing him call her name, Shu Yuer, her previously somber expression transformed almost instantly into one of liveliness. She shifted her body slightly towards the car, leaned against the window, and extended her arm to wave vigorously at Zhao Fubo, who was galloping towards her.

Returning to one's own carriage without a speck of dust from the horse, the white horse is naturally led away by someone

Subsequently, such voices began to emerge from the convoy

The following words fully illustrate that Zhao Fubo is indeed a dim-witted fool, as he cannot even comprehend such a simple hint

Shu Yuer faced the "must not" represented by Zhao Xu riding a white horse outside the car window

Especially when she turned around to gather her garments, the tight-fitting skirt around her waist and legs immediately accentuated the curves of her body This made the sour feeling in Zhao Xu's heart instantly transform into another kind of sensation

It was Zhao Fubo who, out of affection for the young horse Mulu, did not achieve victory; in her heart, he was considered a man of kindness and righteousness.

Dates, mangoes, papayas, grapes, and a plate of assorted fruits have all been thoroughly washed and are ready for Zhao Xu to use at any time

Zhao Fubo called out repeatedly as he approached the other side of Shu Yuer's carriage

If Zhao Xu were to know that girls like Shu Yuer, having lived in this desolate area for so long, have long since lost interest in the noble sons of the Song Dynasty, he would probably restrain himself as well

Riding his "Little Black Charcoal," Zhao Fubo becomes somewhat unhinged. With his white wax staff, which he practices with daily, he becomes entirely mad.

However, she does not see it this way; in her heart, she fervently hopes that Erlang will grow up to be more accomplished. If he can master his skills and excel in his studies, then everything will align with her wishes