The Great Tang: World Martial God

The manager of Yu Jiahuang looked fierce, and the dozens of day-care workers of Yu's parents who came up slowly, with a bad complexion, clenched their fists secretly.

After Yu Guang glanced at the crowd, Zheng Jiali's heart jumped.

Knowing that it was like this, I would rather be severely scolded by Zheng Yuan, and would definitely not come to this place and ask for trouble.

At this moment, the Zheng family manager was very remorseful, and only hated himself for being too reckless. Without a handful of staff, he might be able to get out of it.

The surrounding human wall gradually shrank, compressing the surrounding air, and felt a faint suffocation.

Seeing the slowly moving footsteps, the fear in Zheng Jiali's mind rose frantically.

These people who are begging for food during a fight are not a good stubborn thing. When they start, it is common for them to break their arms and fingers.

Thinking of this, Zheng Jiali's manager felt sweat in his forehead, his hands trembling lightly without consciously, his thoughts tumbling, thinking of suitable excuses to prevaricate the man in front of him.

"If you don't work, you won't be able to rebel."

Silent voices floated from the bow of the big ship and fainted on the quiet and depressed pier.

The surrounding crowd stopped their steps, took a look at the big ship, and suddenly dispersed.

The tense fist was slowly stretched out, only to realize that there was no sensation on the fingertips. The manager Zheng Jiali raised his head and looked towards the bow of the ship.

The washed slurry-white single shirt outlines the silhouette of a woman in the afterglow of the setting sun, with short hair shaved her shoulders, holding a basket, and staring at herself.

Manager Zheng Jiali raised his head and arched his hands.

"Zheng Jiali is in charge, I have met Sanniang Yu!"

Seeing Guanshi Li, the woman on the boat bowed to see him, but did not immediately answer, staring at her for a moment.

"Something?"

Guan Shi, who bowed his head, kept a respectful posture and hurriedly responded.

"The Patriarch of the Zheng family has a few words and explanations. I want the old man to talk to Sanniang himself."

The wide river surface, the hot wind blowing, the skirt corners flying with the wind, the woman bowed her head for a moment in thought.

"Come on!"

"I'm not Sanniang!"

The still calm and cold voice came into his ears, and Guan Shi was taken aback for a moment. When he looked up, the bow of the ship was empty.

There are rumors that Yu Sanniang has never gotten off this huge ship since her husband passed away. Those who have seen it still stay in the period of a young girl in the flower season. Now Sanniang Yu is already a florid time.

Think about the appearance of a talented woman in her twenties, how could she be Yu Sanniang?

Manager Zheng Jiali sighed slightly, wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, and walked towards the ship.

Climbing the two-foot-high ladder, on the deck in front of my eyes, there was a small flowerbed with colorful flowers. The flowers are gorgeous and there are no weeds. Obviously they are often taken care of.

The exquisite wooden wing house is located behind the middle of the pass. There is this carved window lattice. A grape vine climbs onto the eaves of the wing house, intertwined with a green shade in front of the window lattice.

I have long heard that Sanniang Yu's ship is very large, but now in Guan Li's opinion, a large character on the four-story ship is not enough to be comprehensive.

The flowers and greens at the bow, the trees in the central wing, and the wooden tables and chairs faintly visible at the stern, look like a small simple mansion.

At this moment, perhaps it is more appropriate to summarize everything.

When thoughts were flying, the door of the wing creaked open, and a charming woman was pushed out while sitting on a wooden chair.

The woman who had just been face to face was the one who pushed the cart. At this time, she walked closer, and she could clearly see the woman's face.

Sword eyebrows and bright eyes, nose bridge, sassy short hair, giving people a sense of heroism, less femininity, and more masculine.

The one in the wheelchair is the opposite, with a high bun, lily eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a fair complexion, and a slightly sensual face with this feminine charm.

With a hint of doubt, Guan Shi bowed his hands.

"Zheng Jiali is in charge, I have met Sanniang Yu."

The woman on the wooden chair spoke slowly with a soft voice.

"Forget it! I am a woman and I can't afford big gifts."

"Manager Li! I have inconvenience in my legs and feet, so I can't stand up and walk, so I can't give you a return."

There is a touch of unspeakable sadness in the words, which seems to be sad and helpless.

The wooden chair did not stop, and the heroic woman pushed the wooden chair straight to the flower garden.

Yu Sanniang picked up the wooden spoon and scooped it in the wooden bucket, and slowly watered it in the flower garden, acting skillfully and gently, as if looking after her own child.

The Zheng Jiali, who was standing behind him, was already shocked by Yu Sanniang's bland words just now.

Can not move?

Can't stand?

Could it be that Sanniang Yu has been staying on this ship for so many years?

Who could have imagined that the man who constructed such a magnificent ship could be someone who could not even walk upright?

The news was too shocking. Even Guan Li, who has been around for so many years, couldn't conceal the shock in his heart. A pair of eyes were fixed on the two overlapping backs, and he wanted to find the answer he wanted.

"how?"

"Didn't Zheng Jiali have something to say? Why is he silent at this time?"

"Could it be that you deliberately fooled the Yu family?"

There was a question from the seat in front, light and fluttering, like ripples in the West Lake.

The frustrated Guan Shi awakened like a dream, and hurriedly politely politely.

"How dare you dare."