(diarrhea, late, bad stomach)
In King Wen’s former residence, Su Yu listened to the book spirit read.
He ate barbecue and drank good tea.
He was originally calm, but at this moment, he couldn’t help but gossip. “Who is Zhou Wu?”
King Wu?
Wasn’t King Wu called Tai Shan?
But Zhou Wu... it was very easy to associate him with King Wu.
Su Yu actually wanted to ask King Wen’s name, but it was not appropriate to ask. For things like names, if he asked Little White Dog and the others, they might not say their names directly.
Also, what year was Yong ‘an nine?
On the side, Little White Dog, who was also eating roasted wings, wagged its tail and said, “It’s the Martial King.”
Su Yu raised his eyebrows. “What about Tai Shan?”
