During this trip north, Liu San's caravan was careful all the way. Unexpectedly, when approaching Yu Pass, he was attacked by a single official by a horse thief. He suffered heavy losses. Not to mention the cargo was robbed, the caravan and guards were killed and injured. As the saying goes, he urinated the bed at dawn, which made Liu San very depressed. When the five people returned to Cangzhou in a daze, the He family father and son and Zhao Wu went home on their own, but Liu San strongly invited Hou Dayong to his mansion.

Liu San said affectionately: "Although Liu San is a businessman, he values ​​friendship the most. This time, he relies on Hou Lang to save him. Although Hou Lang has not made any contribution, I know that Hou Lang has no place to go in Cangzhou, so let me go." Hou Dayong thought about it and did not have a place to go in Cangzhou, and he was a real pauper. Liu San has food and drink, and it was good to have a leg-falling point for the time being, so he followed Liu San to his mansion.

In modern society, the population is growing explosively, but the land continues to decrease, and the land price is rising straight like a rocket, so expensive that it makes people sigh at the land. At this time, when you walk into Liu Sanfu, Hou Dayong feels like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden. Liu Sanfu is a bit too big, especially in the back garden, with deep winding paths, with caves, towers, pavilions, pavilions, corridors, bridges, pavilions, halls, verandas, and houses. There are flowers, plants and trees in the garden. There are four pineals with fine heights about five meters in front of the hall, which are rare in the world, and there are old trees such as ancient cypresses and nanmu.

Hou Dayong commented: This garden can be compared with the famous garden in Suzhou, but the area is much larger, with a bit more roughness in the exquisiteness and appear more courageous.

Although Hou Dayong entered the mansion with Liu San, he clearly felt the hostility of the Liu San family and servants. Liu San told his wife and general: "Hou Lang is a Han family in the north. He is a hero and has a life-saving grace to me. His family should treat him with courtesy." The general: He heard that Hou Dayong had life-saving grace to Liu San, but was not a Hu person. His previous indifferent and disgusting attitude changed immediately.

Mrs. Liu is a wealthy and kind middle-aged woman with the temperament of a head of a family. She said to Hou Dayong: "Sir, I must be very tired all the way. Can I rest first?"

Hou Dayong bowed and replied, "Quan is arranged by Mrs. Quan."

Liu San was covered in gray body and wanted to jump into the water to take a shower happily. He said to the main pipe: "Take your husband to Xiwan Villa."

The butler of Liu's mansion took Hou Dayong to the Xiwan Villa. The courtyard was not big, and the ground in the courtyard was paved with stone slabs, and there were a few old trees on the inside of the wall. The whole courtyard looked quiet and unique. Entering the house, the wooden bed, stools, and bronze mirrors were spotless. After a while, two maids came in and quickly cleaned up the house for Hou Dayong.

The two maids were placing the bed on their own and hung mosquito nets, and ignored Hou Dayong. Hou Dayong saw a bronze mirror on the table and took it over and took a photo. He was shocked. The man in the mirror was messy, his beard was twitching, his face was covered with dirt, and he was wearing a dress of a macaque man, which was quite a look of a man. At this time, the two maids had finished packing and stood at the window with their heads down without saying anything. The two maids lived in wealthy families all year round. Although they were servants, they rarely experienced the sun and wind, their skin was tender and their figure was convex.

After Hou Dayong came to ancient times, he either lived in a wilderness or a tent, or the first time he came to the house. He temporarily left the sword and returned to his long-lost house. He felt like he met his relatives again after a long time. When Hou Dayong saw both maids covering his nose with his hands, he sniffed it hard. Perhaps the closed environment blocked the flow of air. Hou Dayong smelled a burst of sour smell after stinking from himself. Since the trip to Sumo and Marine tribe, Hou Dayong had never taken a bath. The dust, sweat, blood and the smell of "wind". There was indeed a foul smell when mixed together.

Hou Dayong grinned and said to the two maids: "I want to take a shower, but there is a place."

The two maids looked at each other, their faces turned slightly red, and one seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "But I scared me, I thought you were a Hu person." Hou Dayong smiled and said, "No wonder I ignored me. It turns out that I treated me as Hu Er. My ancestors have been descendants of Yao and Shun for generations. How could it be Hu Er? Before I asked for advice, what are the names of them?"

The fat maid was a little more extroverted and said first: "My family is called Chunlan, and this sister is Qiuju." When Hou Dayong heard this, he was secretly happy: "Why are all maids called this name? Is there anyone else called Qiuxiang?"

Qiuju was more steady. When she came to this room, the manager specifically told her to serve the people well, and said, "Please wait for a while, and I and Chunlan will go to boil water immediately."

Hou Dayong entered the bathhouse and saw a large wooden barrel full of water, steaming with water. Then Chunlan, who walked over with a basin of water, almost spit out the nose bleeding. Chunlan was only wearing a piece of gauze as thin as a cicada's wings, which was vaguely visible. Because of the hot water just burning, her face turned rosy like the peach blossoms of spring. Chunlan put down the basin and came over to help Hou Dayong take off her clothes, Qiuju took off her face.

Hou Dayong was not mentally prepared at all, and hurriedly said, "Two girls, let me do it myself, but I can't stand this, it's just a mistake." Hou Dayong was impatient and used modern language casually. Although Chunlan and Qiuju did not understand what Hou Dayong was saying, they saw that they were unwilling to serve themselves, so they became anxious. Chunlan said, "Is it because they look down on me, I am a member of Hou Lang. The general manager said that they should serve the good husband, Langjun

If you are not satisfied, I will be punished." Seeing Chunlan, Qiuju looked frightened and knew that what he said was not false, so he said, "Chunlan, Qiuju will wait for me in the room, wait for me to comb my hair, and I will take a shower by myself." Chunlan, Qiuju saw that Hou Dayong was not dissatisfied, and asked him to wait for him in the room, so he believed that he really wanted to wash himself. When Chunlan Qiuju walked out of the room, Hou Dayong heard Chunlan whisper to Qiuju, "Your husband is such a weird guy."

When Chunlan and Qiuju walked out of the room, Hou Dayong breathed a sigh of relief and looked down, he was already nervous. "It turns out that this is aristocratic life, and he really can enjoy it. If these two girls don't leave, I can't stand it. I'm afraid I'm going to make a mistake." While saying that, carefully took off the treasure at his waist, pistol, cell phone, dagger, watch, credit card and wild ginseng.

When Hou Dayong got into the hot water bucket, he immediately decided that when he became rich, he would make a bigger wooden bucket and take a hot bath in the wooden bucket. It was so comfortable. In this era, Hou Dayong had two things that were most unaccustomed to. One was to have no paper on his butt. On the grassland, he wiped his butt with wild grass, and he always felt that he was wiped clean. In the first two days, he always felt that there was shit on his butt. This feeling was really uncomfortable. What was even more troublesome was that he didn't know what to use to wipe his butt here, and he didn't use tiles; the other was that he didn't have toothbrushes and toothpaste. He could poke it with his hands every day, and he couldn't use salt. In the past, he was very precious. "If someone solves these two things well, he can win the Nobel Prize in Sociology."

After taking a shower, Hou Dayong felt that every pore in his body was opened. He changed into Chunlan and Qiuju's Central Plains clothing, and only one feeling was that it was comfortable. The fabric of the clothes was silk fabric, the pattern was geometric sunflowers, the patterns were realistic patterns, and the composition was tight. "I didn't expect that ancient clothes were so exquisite, not worse than Paris clothes." Sitting on the chair, Chunlan and Qiuju combed Hou Dayong's hair, and the other repaired his beard. The two women were next to Hou Dayong, especially Chunlan behind, plump.

The breasts leaned against Hou Dayong's back, soft as two piles of cotton and two hydraulic springs, which made Hou Dayong unable to help but distract himself: "Damn, no wonder the ancients had so many wars, just for the sake of fine clothes and delicious food and women." After the repair work was completed, the two women's eyes lit up. The man in front of him was handsome, burly, and sharp eyes. He was really a handsome man. He was completely two people before taking a bath. What was even more rare was his kind behavior, kind words and deeds without any vulgar words and deeds.

The dinner began with the sound of singing and dancing.

Hou Dayong sat in a seat on the right next to Liu San. More than twenty people attended the dinner. In the middle, he was a very elegant and calm middle-aged man. He looked very similar to Liu San, but he was not as big-bellied as Liu San and extremely elegant. He thought he was the governor Liu Cunxiao.

Liu San clapped his hands and stopped singing and dancing. Liu Cunxiao stood up and raised his glass and said, "Today is a family banquet, so I have not invited outsiders. Liu Sanlang returned from the north, hates the horse thief, hurting my people and robbing property. This revenge will be avenged sooner or later. Fortunately, Sanlang has nothing to do, so please invite Sanlang to drink this cup of dust wine." Liu San stood up, made a collection, raised his glass and drank it all. Liu Cunxiao said, "Today I will introduce a hero to you. This Hou Lang injured the thief leader and was really a hero. This glass of wine is a great drink for the hero." The name of the official is very famous in Cangzhou. When everyone heard that Hou Dayong actually injured the official, he showed a look of surprise on his face.

Hou Dayong imitated Liu San's appearance and drank it all in one go. He couldn't help but wonder: "Why did he say that he was injured and was the only official? Did he not die?" Hou Dayong raised his glass to Liu Cunxiao and said, "I was born in the northern part of the country and was ignorant of this glass of wine to the governor." Liu Cunxiao did not refuse, and raised his glass to drink, and said to Hou Dayong: "Following that you are very military-oriented. Could it be that you have served in the army?" Hou Dayong was secretly surprised: "It is indeed worthy of being the leader of the land, with unique vision, which is really a disaster." Hurryingly said, "I am a hunter, and I have never been to the army." Liu Cunxiao looked at Hou Dayong with a slanted glance, and did not ask again.

During the banquet, everyone kept holding wine, and they were all drunk.

After thirty years of drinking, Liu San clapped his hands. The music changed and the rhythm was significantly faster. Two exposed-dressed dancers came to the hall with the music. Hou Dayong was shocked and was actually a blonde and blue-eyed foreigner. Liu San said to everyone: "This is a Hu Ji bought from the Western Regions. She is extremely beautiful and has her own unique styles. Hu Ji's dancing posture is really comparable to that of Aunt Gongsun."

Hou Dayong thought: "Since the 18th century, people of color have been invaded, plundered and despised by white people, and the Chinese are called the sick man of East Asia. But in this era, the yellow race has the upper hand."

During the Five Barbarians' Invasion of China, many white races came to the Central Plains, such as the Jie tribe, the Bainu tribe, the Dingling tribe, the Tiefu tribe, the Lushuihu, the Xianbei (known as the Bailu in history), the nine stone Hu's migrant tribes, and other main subjects were all blond and blue-eyed whites. Although it was a chaotic era, its national strength was much weaker than in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, but in terms of mentality towards ethnic minorities, they still had a strong sense of superiority. At that time, the regime established by the whites with blond and blue-eyed in the Western Regions was not strong, and their tribes were often arrested as slaves during the war.

Amid the sound of singing and dancing, Liu Cunxiao put down his airs as a governor and drank with everyone, and was in high spirits. He left his seat, pulled out his sword from his waist, hugged Hu Ji, and sang loudly while dancing the sword, but it was Li Bai's approaching to drink:

"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, flows to the sea and never returns. Don't you see, the mirror in the high hall is sad and the white hair is like black hair, and the morning is like snow in the evening. Life is full of joy, don't let the golden cup face the moon empty!*, the gold is gone and comes again...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Liu Cunxiao reached the passionate place, threw away the sword, and pulled off Hu Ji's clothes. Hu Ji's snow-white body was completely exposed. Hu Ji didn't dare to avoid it, but just covered it with his hands. Liu Cunxiao laughed and picked Hu Ji up and walked towards the inner hall. Another Hu Ji didn't dare to stop and still danced in the music. Everyone is used to Liu Cunxiao's behavior.

Hou Dayong sighed in his heart: "This is the life of aristocrats. It's really a stinky rich man, and he has frozen bones on his way. No wonder people in different eras want to be promoted and get rich. People's greed is the root of constant wars."

Liu San and Hou Dayong chatted with a glass of wine. Liu San said with a smile: "Is the maid given to Hou Lang today that I am satisfied? This is specially selected by my brother for the Lang. They are all top-ranked in the mansion. I will be dealt with by you in the future. My wife is still reluctant to leave. I heard that it was given to Hou Lang, so I endured the pain of giving it to Hou Lang."
Chapter completed!