The fire was gradually extinguished.
The eight beggar's chickens were all taken care of, with not a single one left. Yuchi Gong ate four and Ye Qiu ate two.
The two maidservants had small appetites, so they were already full after eating one each.
"Why are you all looking at me with such admiration?”
Ye Qiu looked at the two girls and asked softly.
" Young master is too powerful. Duke Wu is famous for his good alcohol tolerance. However, he is not your match…"
Xiao He said with admiration.
" That's right, Young Master. The way you guys drank just now almost scared me to death. If it was anyone else drinking like this, they would have been drunk and unconscious long ago…"
Chun Lan said excitedly.
"The beggar's chicken made by Young Master is also good. I swear I've never eaten such delicious food in my life…Young Master is really amazing.”
"Chun Lan too…"
The two little girls were completely conquered by Ye Qiu.
He had no choice.
Women in ancient times were so naive and liked the strong. In their eyes, Ye Qiu was an expert…but only Ye Qiu felt that he was a salted fish.
He ate and drank to his heart's content.
Then he would have to rest.
"Chunlan, Xiao He…Where should I sleep tonight?”
Ye Qiu asked.
" Young Master is the master of West Mountain, so the resting place is naturally the master's room in the manor…" Chun Lan stood up and continued,""Young Master, the room has been cleaned every day. It's very clean…I'll bring you there to rest.”
"En, alright…"
It was getting late.
The sky was filled with stars.
Chun Lan was also brought to a mansion. She pushed the door open and entered. The interior was also very luxurious. The tables and chairs were all made of pear wood.
The bed was also equipped with daily necessities.
It was as if he was carrying his bag and checking in.
"Young Master, wash your face first."
Xiao He brought a basin of hot water.
"I'm here to help Young Master wash his face…"
Xiao He wet a towel and carefully wiped Ye Qiu's face…Because she was short, she could only stand on her toes, her small chest heaving up and down.
This was such an evil feudal society…
Ye Qiu didn't refuse.
Because this was the duty of a servant. If he refused, the two of them would probably be sad.
Chun Lan even helped Ye Qiu take off his shoes and socks, letting Ye Qiu soak his feet.
After busying themselves for a while, Ye Qiu quickly let the two little servant girls go back to rest.
He lay on the bed.
Ye Qiu thought about life.
What was the point of living?
Wasn't it just for enjoyment? Coming to this best era and not worrying about not having good food to eat in the modern world, Ye Qiu could be said to be the luckiest transmigrator.
Little Changle…
Was there a need for him to refuse?
If he refused, would Li Er, that vengeful guy, take this West Mountain away?
Actually, Changle was not bad.
It was the princess.
And beautiful.
Most importantly, he liked her.
……
It was not unacceptable.
Nothing could escape the law of true fragrance. After owning West Mountain, Ye Qiu's mentality had changed a little…Just enjoy life, there was no need to care so much.
At night, Ye Qiu had a dream.
In the dream.
He and Princess Chang Le were in the middle of a wedding ceremony.
Suddenly, a woman barged in.
"Ye Wudao, you took my love token and you actually married another woman…"
The two women began to fight.
Then, Li Shiming appeared.
"Ye Qiu, you're already the Great Tang's Prince Consort, yet you still dare to provoke other demonesses. I'll teach you a lesson…"
And Empress Zhangsun.
"Son-in-law Ye Qiu, I can't help you this time!”
When he woke up, Ye Qiu was sweating profusely.
What kind of dream was this?
Ye Qiu was a little speechless. However, the woman who had suddenly appeared looked familiar. Wasn't she the Snow Moon Tower's Miss Xian Er?
It was already dawn outside the window.
Ye Qiu went out and took a breath of fresh air.
West Mountain Manor was located on a mountain.
Moreover, it was a good place with excellent feng shui. The morning air was very fresh, and it seemed to have a sweet taste when one breathed in it.
If there was such a good place in modern society, people would probably fight to live there no matter how much money they had.
The farmland at the foot of the mountain had already begun to work.
They were the most hardworking people in the world.
Ye Qiu shook his head.
The most hardworking person was also the most pathetic person.
An ancient poem was the most suitable way to describe it. When the people rose, the people suffered. When they died, the people suffered…
No matter what era it was, the commoners were the most hard-working group of people. However, they enjoyed the least rights, and the oppression on their bodies was even heavier.
The so-called hard work to get rich, if it were them, they would find that it was simply a joke.
"After coming to this world, should I change something?”
Ye Qiu muttered.
"Who are you?"
Suddenly, a berating voice sounded in his ear, interrupting Ye Qiu's thoughts.
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