What is he now?

Apart from being a little famous, it is actually nothing.

The Yang family of Hongnong had already opened his father to a family, so when they came from a family, they would have no advantage when they came from a family. He did not want to get married with Princess Anle. However, no matter whether he got married or not, he would offend people. It might even be that the clay Buddha crossed the river and could not protect himself. He had no background, no backer, no official position, no money... Even the Tongmamo's house was given to him by Wu Zetian. Once he was kicked out of Luoyang in the future, maybe even the Tongmamo's house would no longer exist.

A person with no one!

Yang Shouwen felt that he had to work harder.

This is not a problem that can be solved by stealing a few poems... First of all, he has to find a way to escape from the right and wrong circle of Luoyang.

When Yang Shouwen thought of this, he was not depressed, but instead was filled with fighting spirit.

But no matter what... I'm really hungry!

The courtyard was quiet and everyone was resting.

When Yang Shouwen walked out of the courtyard, he saw a light lit in the small building in the distance. It was obvious that the old army under Yang Congyi was on duty.

He nodded and followed the winding path to the door.

After passing through the door, Yang Shouwen was about to go to the kitchen to find something to eat. But at this moment, he suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at the bushes not far away, and shouted in a deep voice: "Who is there, come out for me!"

There was a rustling sound in the bushes, followed by the shadows.

Then I saw Wuyou jogging all the way with her pants, "Alang, what are you asking for so late?"

“Wuyu?”

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Yang Shouwen recognized the other party's identity, then frowned and said, "What are you doing so late?"

Wuyou quickly replied, "Report to Alang, villain, villain's stomach was damaged at night, so he felt a little uncomfortable, so he went there."

"Isai Gong?"

Yang Shouwen said: "Don't there be a thatched house at home?"

"Alang didn't know that the cottage was broken, so it was not convenient.

It’s not that the villain can’t hold it in, so it’s convenient there. When it’s dawn, the villain will clean it up…”

"broken?"

Yang Shouwen nodded, "Then remember to find someone to repair it tomorrow, so don't make the house chaotic."

"The villain understands."

Yang Shouwen didn't think about checking it out. He was so hungry that he ran to check it out. So can he still eat?

Damn it, bad luck!

He waved his hand, signaled Wuyou to retreat, and then headed straight to the kitchen.

Alas, it's a life of fishing for a line after all! If a wealthy family called the maid and asked her to bring the food to her. It's not like him, he's still so far away when he's hungry, and he's looking for it himself. He's a man, really not so arrogant.

Yang Shouwen muttered in his heart, and suddenly heard a faint sound in his ear.

I turned my head and saw someone flashing across the bushes. I looked closely and saw nothing, quietly...

I guess it was because Wuyou had cleaned up and went back!

He didn't think much about it. He went straight to the kitchen, found two meat pies weighing half a pound in the kitchen, and then took one in one hand and went back to the house.

"Alang, where have you been?"

When I returned to the courtyard, I saw Yang Moli sitting on the porch.

Yang Shouwen said while chewing the meat pie, "Marry, why are you sitting here?"

"My aunt asked me to serve here, but I heard the news just now and found that Ah Lang had gone out."

Those pair of round eyes stared straight at the meat pie in Yang Shouwen's hand.

Yang Shouwen could even clearly see that Yang Moli's throat was inciting.

Damn, is this serving me or fighting with me for food? Yang Shouwen was so amused and crying, so he handed Yang Moli the meat pie in his other hand, "I'm hungry, so I go to the kitchen to find something to eat. Are you hungry? Let's eat together..."

He really just wanted to be polite, but he ignored Yang Moli's persistence and desire for things.

Yang Moli was not polite either, but she ended up having a big mouthful of meat pie.

To be honest, Yang Shouwen didn't feel distressed, but he suddenly felt like he was beating in his heart.

I am really just being polite!

However, he also knew Yang Moli's temper, so he was not angry.

Sitting down on the porch, he and Yang Moli grunted and gnawed the meat pie. But before he could chew on two bites, he found that there were dogs squatting in front of him. It would be fine if Wukong, Monk Sha and Little Bailong were there, but even Bajie came over.

The four brothers squatted in front of Yang Shouwen. Eight eyes stared at the meat pie in Yang Shouwen's hand. The four tails were even more shook, making Yang Shouwen lose his appetite.

Do you think I'm easy to bully?

Wukong and the others dared not ask Yang Moli to eat because they knew that even if they looked for it, Yang Moli would not pay attention.

It seems that I'm really a thug!

The four brothers looked at the meat pie in his hand. You are embarrassed to not give it to me.

Yang Shouwen had no choice but tore half of the meat pie, then divided it into four portions and placed it in front of the four brothers. He ate the remaining half of the cakes and ate them clean. He must finish it, otherwise what should he do if they are finished?

However, after the two taels of meat pie were eaten, Yang Shouwen not only felt full, but became even hungry.

Look at the sky, it's almost ugly.

He was too lazy to go to the kitchen again, so he got up and prepared to go back to the house.

"Alang, do you want to sleep?"

"Um."

"I……"

"I'm sleepy, Jasmine, don't bother me, do you know?"

Yang Shouwen's words were firm and he swallowed them back.

Looking at his back as he walked up the stairs, Yang Moli slammed her lips, and suddenly a honest smile appeared on her chubby round face.

"Isn't that supper prepared by the aunt for Alang a waste?"

He glanced at the four brothers, but found that the four brothers had finished eating the meat pie and stared at him with eight eyes.

Yang Moli rubbed her stomach, "But Yang Moli is already full."

He looked embarrassed and said to himself: "Alang said, "Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard... Well, it cannot be wasted."

Immediately, Yang Moli clenched her fists and showed a sense of perseverance on her face.

I slept hungryly all night, and after dawn, Yang Shouwen woke up.

He was so hungry that he felt a little uncomfortable, so he walked downstairs.

Downstairs, the Persian female slaves had already prepared toiletries. In the past, these were all prepared by Qingshu, but since the Persian female slaves, she had prepared fewer times. Not only that, when Yang Shouwen went downstairs, she found that she was rinsing her mouth.

"Brother, you're up."

Yang Shouwen nodded and took the bristle brush from the female slave.

He dipped the green salt, squatted with Qingnu, and began to brush his teeth.

"Brother, Yang Moli is sick."

"Um?"

Yang Shouwen turned his head and looked at Qingnu, showing a look of confusion.

He is sick? I was fine when I saw him last night and even snatched me a meat pie.

Yang Qingnu wiped his face with a small towel and said with a smile: "Who made him greedy... When the dinner my aunt prepared for you, he actually ate it all when he saw you sleeping. Even though he had eaten too much, he was scolded by his aunt in the morning."

"Did my aunt prepare dinner for me yesterday?"

"Yes, just put it on Yang Moli's side... He said, "Brother, you want to sleep, it will be wasted if you put it in, so you ate it all."

A burst of anger rushed toward his head, and Yang Shouwen felt that he was in a bad mood.

"Where is him?"

"My aunt said he ate too much yesterday, so she wanted to exercise more, so she took him out early in the morning and said she wanted to go to West City. Hehe, I saw that Yang Moli was going to be in trouble now, so her aunt would definitely teach him a lesson.

Let him eat greedy..."

Yang Moli, you bastard!

If you have something to eat, you still snatch my meat pie?

Yang Shouwen was furious, but he found it funny.

This Yang Moli is really hard-working. She doesn't hesitate to eat it and ruin her stomach for food.

After he finished washing up, he asked the Persian female slave to prepare breakfast for him. He was hungry for a day yesterday, and if he didn't eat, he would die.

But just as the female slave brought the breakfast and Yang Shouwen was about to take action, she suddenly heard a scream from the front yard. After a while, Nata stumbled into the small building. She looked panicked and her face was pale.
To be continued...