Chapter 0002 Tiger Mother

North City, Left prime minister's mansion.

As one of the few official residences in Dahua, it is naturally not ordinary wealth and luxury.

In a spacious courtyard, a large number of slaves are busy coming in and out.

In the hall, Zhuo Fan sat on a short table and was distracted. A graceful woman next to him was carefully wiping the corners of his red and swollen mouth with white brocade, frowning with tears, and was heartbroken.

"My good boy, who hurt you like this, mother is heartbroken."

Zhuobufan came to his senses and looked at the woman, which warmed his heart. This kind of family affection is the most sincere and can't be faked. But from a certain point of view, she is not her own child, but replaces her son's soul. Although she is still her original sense of independence, it integrates all the extraordinary memories of the young master left. It feels wonderful, and there is no problem in dealing with the new identity. Perhaps, this is my era. Is it often said that the soul travels? And the most wonderful thing is that before crossing, I hid in the room on a thunderstorm and used my mobile phone to surf the Internet. I saw a mass of light floating into the room, and then it was dark in front of my eyes. When I opened my eyes, I was lying on the boy's **, holding my mobile phone in my hand.

I went there, just like a dream.

Of course, I know that this is not a dream. I have pinched myself countless times and verified it many times by the beautiful maids in the house. It really can't be true, wow.

No matter what, it comes from now. Didn't you envy those second-generation rich second-generation officials or something? This time, we are still the second-generation super-officials, especially the left prime minister. We have checked it from the Internet, which is equivalent to the level of prime minister, not ordinary cattle. With such a good condition, I can't dream of it. What else am I dissatisfied with? How can you be worthy of yourself if you don't enjoy all the glory and wealth and read the beautiful women all over the world?

As for the mother around her, who integrates Zhuo Bufan's memory, she can really experience warm family affection, which is no different from real relatives. It turns out that she can no longer be filial in that world. Be a filial son in this world. Thinking of this, Zhuo Bufan comforted: "Mother, it's okay, it's a little hurt. That's all."

"Small injury? Look, the corners of the mouth are broken and swollen like this. What if it is broken? Oh, my son, does it hurt?" With that, Mrs. Zuo Xiang actually wiped her tears, making Zhuo Fan shake her head and smile bitterly. It seems that no matter what era of the world, the mother loves her son so much, and the mother is also so talkative. No In my previous life, I once made myself impatient and even disgusted, but now I feel warm and enjoyable.

Mrs. Zuo Xiang suddenly remembered something and asked loudly, "Who went out with you?" What should I do? Pack up all the bedding and get out of here!"

Zhuo was stunned. This is the other side of the so-called tiger mother.

A man next to him who had been waiting tremblingly knelt down and cried, "Madam, Zhuo Er is not serving the young master well. He deserves to die. Please spare this time for the sake of accompanying the young master since childhood, madam." With that, even kowtowed his head and the thick carpet smashed loudly.

"Mom, it's none of Zhuo Er's business. Don't scare him. If you drive him away, who will accompany me out? I'm used to playing with him. I don't want anyone else."

"Okay, it's none of Zhuo Er's business, so who is responsible for the guard? The young master was beaten by others and didn't even catch the murderer. Give me 40 and drive him out of the house!" The tiger mother's son was beaten as if he had beaten himself. How could he do it without taking a breath first?

"Well, mother, that boy Zhou Tong is still vomiting blood now. You can also forgive him. You might as well let him hang himself directly with 40 sticks."

Mrs. Zuo Xiang couldn't beat her as soon as she heard it. She was anxious and said, "Then tell me quickly that it's a short-sighted thing that dares to beat you, and let your father arrest him and kill him all over the door!"

"Puff~", Zhuo Bufan's drinking tea spewed out and said with tears and laughter, "Oh, don't copy the whole house all the time, okay? Besides, it is a crime that can only be determined by the emperor to kill the whole door."

At this time, a middle-aged man who was not tall and slightly fat came in and said angrily, "Well, my son is more sensible than you, and he often copy the door all over the door. Do you think the government is opened by your own?"

Mrs. Zuo Xiang turned over with big white eyes and said angrily, "Zhuo Yin, you are the only son who was beaten like this, and you still talk like this. Humph, if you don't want to, I'll find the child's uncle and ask him to send 10,000 soldiers to kill all the murderers. I think you were so depressed in those years. If I hadn't seen that you really had the talent to marry you, how could you have today? You have no conscience.

Zhu Yin, the left prime minister above ten thousand people under one person, pressed his forehead and sat aside without answering. Well, it's okay not to say it. Now he is going to kill the nine clans and 10,000 soldiers and horses. It's better to shut up as soon as possible.

Zhuo Fan was so happy that his mouth could not be close together, which affected the wound at the corners of his mouth and grinned, which made the tiger's mother feel pain again.

Looking at the loving tiger mother, Zhuo Bufan said sweetly, "Mother, you are so cute, but you can't kill this murderer, otherwise your son can't live." To be honest, the world's imperial power is weak, the powerful ministers are in power, and his uncle is also a general who guards the Western Regions with 300,000 soldiers. It's really not good to kill a few people. A thing.

Mrs. Zuoxiang, who was praised by her son, was stunned and said strangely, "Why can't you kill it?"

"Because she is your future daughter-in-law."

Both Zuo Xiang and Zuo Xiang's wife are in high spirits. Their son is already an adult, and it is quite a good thing for men and women. Some beautiful maids in the house have been provoked by him a lot. Recently, they have begun to go to the flower house. Originally, it was normal to talk to the maid in such a big mansion, but it was not good to go to the flower house. The two were worried, but suddenly they heard that their son had a favorite person. How could they not be overjoyed?

What's your name? Which minister's daughter is it?" The left prime minister's wife asked anxiously that since she dared to beat her son, it must be the important minister who treated the beauty in the girl, so that it can make it make point.

"I don't know, all I know is that she is good at martial arts and it's the first time I've seen her," Zhuo Bufan said in frustration.

Zuo Xiang and his wife looked at each other in consterance. The beautiful woman with good martial arts turned out to be a person in the world, which was a little troublesome.

"Son, another day, I will find a beautiful person for you. This person is so fierce and good at martial arts. How can you enter our house? You don't recognize him. Forget it."

"No, I won't marry her."

"How come? You don't want a daughter-in-law. I also want to have a grandson earlier. Look at these close people my mother has just found. How nice it is. Let them go to your room to serve you first, but you can't go out to play anymore. When your mother looks for you, she will get married for me!" Mrs. Left is really anxious to accompany the waiter. He said it all.

Zhuo Yin couldn't listen any more. He stood up and said angrily, "Do you teach your son like this? He insisted on teaching me a flower to come out.

"Well, when I don't know what you men are thinking, you were also flirting with that Luoshui talented woman in those years. Fortunately, I looked closely and pinched your fancy intestines. I guess our son also gave birth to your romantic life, but you have broken your thoughts in your life. I won't let him be wronged.

Zhuobufan couldn't help laughing and lit up.

Zhuo Yin was so angry that he trembled. He pointed to his wife for a long time and said, "It's unreasonable." He turned around and left depressed.

"Wah ha, big gossip, big gossip, mother, tell me quickly, what's wrong with that talented woman who fell into the water?" Zhuo Bufan was impatient, but it attracted me to slap her.

"Don't be poor, by the way, you must promise your mother just now. You are so old that a daughter-in-law hasn't entered the door yet. Your father's pair has two grandchildren, but he squeezed your father in the court, cheered his mother, and quickly gave birth to a lot of sons, which made him angry.

Zhuo Fan wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead. The task seems to be a little difficult and requires the cooperation of all parties, and he has to do his best.

"But, mother, I can't forget her. I must marry her in my life."

"Marry, if your son likes it, but wait until you find her, you have to marry as many as you want in the future."

Zhuo Fan can't help sighing that with a mother like this, there is no need to worry about her wives and concubines, full of children and grandchildren.

In this way, the most important family planning of the Zhuo family has set a policy. Zhuo Butfan also reluctantly accepted this expedient plan, but his mind always haunted the appearance of the peerless woman.

In the quiet room, Zhuo Fan holds a work pen, a piece of the best rice paper in front of him, and his smartphone in his left hand. There is only one grid of electricity left on the mobile phone. If there is no power, this is something that can't be compared with a brick in this world. You have to draw it quickly.

Most of the dboys in this world are familiar with calligraphy and painting, and the extraordinary that integrates memory also undertakes all the skills, especially good at delicate fine brush painting.

With the help of secretly taken photos, a vivid beauty with a sword and frown was born.

Thinking about it, Zhuo Fan added two hypothetic poems:

Spring breeze strokes the willows and cherry blossoms

Beauty frowns with sword

Throwing a pen, stroking the case, with a sigh of melancholy.

After this incident, Zhuo Fan actually changed his temper. Although he occasionally went to drink flower wine, he stayed in the house most of the time. Of course, there was also the credit of the tiger mother. Several beautiful maids he looked for got the gums on the cup and plate, and were successively taken red pills by Zhuo Fan. In this prosperous world of the powerful, the doomsday of the people, and the poor, this is already a very ideal destination.

However, Zhuo Fan can't help sighing every time he sits with a beautiful woman with a shallow drink and sees the beauty picture hanging in the room.

A glimpse of the peerless face, the imprint of this life is difficult to calm down, the vast world, this is a banging beauty, and where you are hiding in a lonely self-appreciation. I don't know your name, but you already know who I am. Your three-foot green peak is cold and ruthless, but with my kiss.

Although Zhuo Bofan can't forget the beauty's sword, this small life is still enough to make most people in the world envy him to death. Suddenly, this good day comes to an end.