Playing mahjong with these three people was torture.
Pain and joy!
Chu Jun won.
However, Old Wang and Old Meng were too mean.
When it came to relationships, the three of them were bullying him.
When playing cards, he still had to look at Old Zhao's expression.
When Old Zhao got a good hand, he smiled happily.
When he got the bad card, he frowned and glared angrily.
Wang Ben was so anxious that he almost crushed the mahjong tile again!
Most importantly, Qin Shihuang had all kinds of questions.
"How is this paper made?"
"Where are you from?"
"How long have you been on this island?"
"Where did these potatoes come from?"
"Where did this rice come from?"
"Your handwriting…is very strange. Why haven't I seen it before?”
"Zhen asked you a question, why didn't you answer?”
……
Chu Jun felt that he was a monkey wearing a golden hoop spell, and Old Zhao was Tang Sanzang.
Buzz! Buzz!
Even Meng Yi asked from the side.
Wang Ben was the only one who was normal, except for the fact that he might break the mahjong tile.
The extras nowadays were really dedicated.
What great strength!
It was obvious that he was a martial artist.
Unknowingly, the sun sank into the sea.
Only then did Chu Jun announce the end.
Dinner was still stewed with potatoes and bacon.
However, there was still a plate of hot and sour shredded potatoes.
Rice, Erguotou.
Wang Ben couldn't stop eating!
"The three of you owe me a hundred thousand each. Remember to return it when you get out."
" 100,000?!!"
Meng Yi spat out a mouthful of wine.
F * ck your mother!
Half a year's salary!
Damn brat!
How dark!
Chu Jun waved the IOU in his hand. Actually, he was just joking with them.
After all, he was the youngest biological agriculture professor in the country. A hundred thousand yuan was nothing to him.
He had hundreds of millions in savings!
His annual salary was also more than a few million yuan!
The profits from the various patents were immeasurable.
"Old Wang, wash the dishes."
"You want me to wash the dishes?"
Wang Ben was enraged.
He was the dignified Marquis Tong Wu, who dared to let him wash the dishes?
A gentleman stays away from the kitchen!
This was a woman's job!
"You eat my food, drink my water, sleep with me, and refuse to even wash the dishes? You're not going to wash? You three can do whatever you want. Make your own food tomorrow. Don't expect me to do anything.”
Chu Jun was furious.
She was even putting on airs with him?
"You…"
"Cough cough!"
Qin Shihuang coughed lightly.
Wang Jian and Wang Ben were the two battle axes in his hands.
He had helped him sweep through the five nations and made outstanding contributions!
After destroying the Qi Kingdom, Wang Ben was given a rank 19 title and was conferred the title of Marquis of Tongwu!
This was an honor that not even Li Si, the current Left Prime Minister of Great Qin, had!
Needless to say, Wang Jian was the only one alive among the four famous generals of the Warring States Period.
He had made great contributions, and in Great Qin, he was like a ferocious tiger!
When he stood in the court, not many people dared to speak loudly.
Therefore, Wang Ben had no choice…
Meng Yi had a higher status in the court.
The Imperial Censor was a high official with a silver seal and green ribbon. He was in charge of the Left Prime Minister and was in charge of supervising all officials!
The Meng brothers were both civil and martial, and they were also the foundation of Great Qin!
Wang Ben gritted his teeth as he glared at Chu Jun.
" I'll bathe!!!"
"Can't you wash the dishes?" Chu Jun pursed his lips." Don't be so smug. One day for each of you. Take turns."”
"You dare to make me wash the dishes?"
"You, my ass!"
Chu Jun gave him the middle finger in disdain." Are you acting like a demon? Do you think you're the emperor just because you're wearing a dragon robe? Go wash the dishes obediently. One day for each person. Don't think about refusing!”
Meng Yi was dumbfounded.
The bowl in Wang Ben's hand was crushed.
Qin Shihuang opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time.
If this was outside, even if this kid had a hundred heads, it wouldn't be enough to chop him off!
But for some reason, he couldn't get angry.
If it were anyone else, he would have asked Wang Ben to kill them.
But Chu Jun was different.
He was mysterious!
Any random item he took out would be an eye-opener for him. It was a divine item that could benefit him for thousands of years!
However, he had abandoned her like an old shoe!
Moreover, Chu Jun did not seem to believe his identity.
"Cough cough! I've helped Your Majesty with his work…"
Meng Yi couldn't help it.
Chu Jun shrugged, indicating that it didn't matter.
Looking at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, he shook his head and sighed.
"I raise my head to look at the bright moon, and lower my head to think of my hometown.”
"When will the bright moon appear? I take my wine and ask the blue sky. I wonder what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to go back with the wind, but I'm afraid it's too cold to be high in Qionglou Yuyu. Dancing and making clear the shadow, how can it seem to be in the world?”
"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has its ups and downs. I hope that people will live long, thousands of miles away to share the moon.”
Chu Jun said this purely out of emotion.
He just casually recited a few sentences.
It had been three years.
He missed home too…
He missed his parents.
How are they now?
At this moment, Meng Yi and Qin Shihuang were shocked.
This was…a poem?
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