MTL - Otherworldly Evil Monarch-v3 Chapter 63 Fat man

Chapter 63—Fatty Passes

Tang Yuan is very fearful. Grandpa went back to the door and went back. He only left himself to face the Supreme Emperor who first met, and his heart was a bit embarrassing.

"Stand up, come, give a seat." Seeing his wolverine, the emperor couldn't help but laughed twice and waved his hand.

"Yes, thank you." Tang Yuan fat hand support two support, climbed up, wiped the sweat, carefully want to sit down.

But I don't know if it was intentional or what happened. The chair that the **** moved was a circle chair, and it was not big. Of course, if it is a normal body, it is absolutely easy to sit in, and there will even be a lot of wealth, but Tang Fatzi is sitting in, but it is really difficult.

Tang Fatzi keeps in mind the teachings of Grandpa: Before you squat, if you give a seat, you can't sit down in a big way, just sit on the half of your butt, you must remember! But now, Tang Fatzi wants to sit in half of the buttocks. The problem is that this circle chair looks like even half of the buttocks can't sit in. This stuff is too small. No wonder others can only sit half the butt.

With a bang, I finally stuffed my half of my **** into it. The ring chair was full, and a circle of fat was hung around, but it overflowed.

"Haha..." The emperor finally did not hold back, and he laughed. Tang Yuan accompanied and laughed, only to feel the sweat on his head gradually oozing out.

"Tang Yuan, I heard that the noble church, you are the treasurer of the master?" The emperor stopped laughing and asked intentionally or unintentionally. Deep in the bottom of the eye, a quiet, faint cold light flashed through.

"Yes... Your Majesty, the young minister... the grass people... Underneath... I..." Tang Fatzi was sweating and stuttering and couldn’t speak. He wants to call himself a "small minister", but he thinks that he is not suitable, he has no official position; he wants to call himself a 'grassman', but he is not; he wants to call himself 'below', but this is a river and lake, if he calls himself 'I', Too disrespectful...

I was stunned for a while.

"Nothing, you are free." The emperor's gentle gentleman said: "Tang Yuan, can you tell me, the last time the nobles auction, such a good way, who is the idea?"

"This... that... oh, oh, that's the way it is..." The fat man turned around, I rely on it, no wonder the boss is so solemnly swearing at me again, it turns out that this big cockroach wants to know that the boss is really high...

"Actually, it was because I was coughing at the time, it was younger, I didn't understand things and made a mistake. I was driven out of my house by my grandfather. At that time... I was thinking, I must do something, let the elderly Look, the decision to drive me out of the house is not right." Tang Yuan was embarrassed and scratched his head: "But I don't know anything, I am interested in making money..."

"You mean... This idea is actually out of yours?" The emperor's face sank, and suddenly a heavy pressure was pressed against Tang Yuan.

This is not the gas field of the mysterious master, but the pure power of the emperor!

This stuff is even a monarch, or it’s the Eight Greatest Supreme.

"...Yes! Your Majesty... This is actually nothing. It’s just a small sale." Tang Yuan’s time was sweaty and heavy, only to feel the heat of the scorpion, but it was a direct red mouth and white teeth. The ground fell.

The emperor's eyes stared at him, and he did not speak for a long time; his fingers gently tapped on the dragon chair, making a crisp "squeaky" sound, in a quiet hall, exceptionally clear. Tang Yuan only feels that every one of them is knocking on his own heart. At one time, the heartbeat is as intense as a gong and drum. He only feels sweating, his body is soft, and he must withstand it...

"Nothing? Small business? Tang Yuan, you, can you know sin?" The Emperor's armpit slightly narrowed his eyes, leaving only a sharp gap, observing the face of Tang Fatzi.

"Small...small...small guilty, I don’t know if the small one made a mistake... Please, please ask the uncle to enlighten me..." Tang Yuan is even more nervous, and he does not know how to call himself. Suddenly I remembered that when I was visiting the brothel, I was arrogant in the brothel. I thought about it and thought it was appropriate to use it here, so I said it.

It’s just that he panicked, only knowing the original copy, even the uncle also called out, the tone is more learning, the brothel Xiaoyan talks with the guests, whether it is their own mistakes, they will inevitably rush to admit their mistakes, good and wrong, attitude Really a good one.

This can be done well, the fat man became a big teapot and a pimp, and the emperor’s sloppy confession became a hacker...

"You are guilty there? Your auction will smother the whole city, and it will be a mess!" The emperor snorted and continued to exert pressure. His Majesty the Emperor is a noble person, and there will be known that his own inexplicable has become, the amount, the uncle.

"Small... I didn't really think so much at the time. I just planned to be self-sufficient, coughing, and I was thinking about the money that would make a living from the hands of the uncles. There was no such thing as there was no one. Strong buy and sell, it is definitely your wish..." Tang Yuan sweat beads became a line.

Grandpa, ......

Well, when this sentence comes out, the emperor suddenly became a member of the public hacker, and among these hackers, there are his own three sons... and the fat man is confused, naturally he does not know that he has let the father and son four The relationship is one step closer, the friendship with the travel...

"If you don't say anything else, it's just the word "noble" that you put forward. It has already provoked the heart of the city's wealthy family. It has become more and more serious. The price of Kyoto has risen sharply in recent days. Because you give every industry. Only one invitation was issued, but it was pointed out that only the invited people were the aristocrats, which greatly provoked fierce disputes within the industry and triggered personal grievances; now the salt merchants, cloth merchants in Tianxiangcheng... all industries, In the fight against the infighting, even several cases of bloodshed have occurred! Third, it has also provoked political instability..." On this last point, the Emperor’s majesty can’t be said naturally, but it’s just that he has scared Tang Yuan.

The boss always has such great plans and backhands! Really... idol, I thought it was just for the silver... I’m stupid, the level is still not enough, or how is it that I’m showing up, the charge is in the air, the boss is sitting in the back, this is the real operation... In that, it’s thousands of miles away.

His Majesty saw the confusion of Tang Yuan’s face. He even more sure that this was not his idea, at least not his mastermind. He slowly stood up from the dragon chair and walked two steps slowly, standing with his hands on Tang Yuan. The first three feet: "Tang Yuan, you are the grandson of Zhongyong Hou, even if you are stunned again, even if you don't learn anything, the future of life will be indispensable, and you will have to take the lead. Have you ever been ruined and have a good future for you and your Tang family? Do you think it is worth it?"

The plan to attack the heart! Naked heart attack!

The descendants of any family, in the face of such threats, can never be safe. At this point, the Emperor’s majesty is sure! So after he said this, his eyes were like nails and he was staring at Tang Yuan’s face.

But what the Emperor’s Majesty absolutely can’t think of is this set of rhetoric. After learning that it might reveal the stuffing, Junda’s high-ranking person has already practiced Tang Fatzi several times in advance. Although Junda’s high-ranking man does not have the so-called imperial king’s temperament, But the murderousness is even better, and the district is a bit of a king, but it is not fat.

In fact, if the Emperor’s Majesty is just a gossip, and how to be the old fox’s hands and feet? Sooner or later, there will be a few feet. At that time, with a little bit of face, even if the fat man is ready, it will not be able to stand up.

But now there are nearly a thousand people waiting in the incense hall. The emperor's majesty is quick to make a quick decision. He suddenly turned to this aspect, but it just happened to be in the way of the design of Junda Supreme.

This question is good for Tang Yuan: a high school student who is basically not at the bottom of his academic scores got a set of papers on the eve of the college entrance examination, and was forcibly forcibly recited. It was discovered on the day of the college entrance examination. It’s a high exam question, and it’s still a whole set...

Boss is really a godsend! Tang Yuan’s thoughts on the worship of the heart!

Pick up!

"Your Majesty, you don't know, small will tell you, the small day was expelled from home by the family. It is probably a small crime. There is nothing to say, but at that time, the small family was a family law. I have been able to clean up the body and bruises, and I can’t do anything in a move. I’ve been cleared out of the house and I’m not getting the money. It’s just that there’s no way to go to heaven. When I’m on the door, my good brother, Junjia San Shaojun Mo Xie appeared, it was he who rescued me in times of danger, saved me from being trapped, and did not evade, brought me back to the monarchy, and nursed it, this kind of love..."Fatty seven faces, face Moving.

"What do you mean, in fact, the idea is that the monarch is a small three?" The emperor's majesty is really a bit angry, this fat man is pulling, how so annoying!

"You have misunderstood your Majesty. You listened to me and finished the conversation. On the same day, I entered the family to treat my good brothers with warm hospitality. Three teas and six meals, food, clothing and accommodation, can be said to be meticulous. Although Tang Yuan is only a child, there is no strength. But I also know the graciousness of the newspaper, but at the moment, I am going to resign, and I think that I am a little bit too good in business, and I have a touch of thought, thinking about the commonality between me and my brother... ..."

What do you both have in common? Hey? Loser? Disappointing? What else?

"My Majesty also knows that the city’s rumored me and the brothers and sisters are the first and second sons of my Tianxiang. The small one is here to find a line of inspiration. I remember the past years, I don’t know how valuable the money is, and I want to spend it. Often things that are worthless, but they are indiscriminately priced, and they spend a lot of money, and looking around the country, such as me and the three children are not in the minority, if the name of the dynasty, called the 'noble' is also appropriate, It’s not a nobleman, how come you? This is a way of making money. Anyway, these people don’t take the money to take care of it...”

"It’s also a coincidence. A little chance happened a little bit earlier. I knew the first place in the world, the Song Dynasty’s predecessor, and he was convinced that the nobles had the best wines of the secrets of their predecessors. All the coincidences happened to happen today. In the situation, if there is still doubt in the majesty, Tang Yuan is willing to answer the next one!" The fat man came to the air, I don't know if it is smooth, or because the attitude of the emperor's majesty has long been estimated by the monarch, the fat man has no I was scared before!

I have asked this question, how can the emperor's Majesty be willing to let go, no matter how small, one by one.

The fat man who has already had a belly case does not panic at all. The answer to the question is that every reason is sensible and invulnerable. Speaking of the sadness of being expelled by the family, the fat man is in accordance with the wonderful script designed by the director of the Grand Master, passionate interpretation, tears and tears.

A pile of fat and sweat splashed, tears splashed in front of myself crying... What is this feeling?