"This is the King of Zhongyong County!" At this time, the sons and daughters of the family were suddenly silent! Although they looked down on Zhuang Yichen in their hearts, no matter how strong they were, they could kill their group of human-level scum in seconds. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Fangcai's martial arts guards were all knocked out with one punch, and their small bodies couldn't even withstand half a punch.

Yi Feiyang's breathing suddenly became short, his eyes were cloudy, and after a while, he bowed unwillingly: "Please also ask the king of Zhongyong County to atone for his sins!"

"A few of you don't salute when you see this king, have the tutors been eaten by dogs?" Zhuang Yichen reprimanded those children of the family at this time.

The children of the family were very unwilling, but they could only come over and salute one by one because of the etiquette.

"Husband!" Wan'er happily came over and grabbed Zhuang Yichen's arm. It was so good when the husband was there, and several of the disciples were too frightened to say anything.

And Yi Feiyang, who was extremely powerful in his eyes before, looked like a soil dog who had lost a battle at this time.

"Damn, let's go!" Yi Feiyang burst out these words from between his teeth.

"Why, the person who injured this king, are you going to leave like this? Molesting the princess of the county on the street, this king is going to have a good chat with your family master!" As soon as Zhuang Yichen's voice fell, the gentlemen suddenly didn't dare to take a step, so they had to look at Yi Feiyang with their eyes.

How to say, Yi Feiyang is the grandson of Wen Xiang, no matter how awesome Zhuang Yichen is, it is impossible to compare to Yi Wenxiang.

However, to their surprise, although Yi Feiyang rattled his teeth, he reached out and took out his Qiankun bag, threw it on the ground and turned his head to leave.

The rest of the children of the family had no choice but to follow suit, threw down the Qiankun bag on their bodies, and slipped away.

The Qiankun bag is equivalent to a small money bag, although it contains spirit stones, gold and silver, but the amount is not too much.

"The King of Zhongyong is really domineering!"

"He is worthy of being the man who won the battle for the seizure of the palace!"

"These little bastards of the children of the family have finally found someone to treat them today!" Many people applauded at this time, and the words fell into the ears of Yi Feiyang and his group, who had not gone far, and they hated it even more.

"Brothers, pick them up, go back and divide them!" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly and commanded the veterans of the hundred battles.

"Thank you, sir!" The veterans of the hundred battles were overjoyed and received a windfall.

"King Zhongyong, thank you!" Yu Xiang'er came over with some restraint to thank you. The difference between the identities of the two is too big now, so she has never dared to call Zhuang Yichen's name.

"What are you doing with such a life, are you willing to be my sister?" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, remembering Luo Wuxi's entrustment, and said it casually.

"Huh?" Yu Xiang'er exclaimed, a pair of beautiful eyes appeared dull, a little frightened.

Although Luo Wuxi roughly told her what she thought, Yu Xiang'er didn't dare to believe it. And although Zhuang Yichen had already agreed, Luo Wuxi didn't tell her for the time being in order to surprise her.

Seeing her expression, Zhuang Yichen knew what surprise trick Luo Wuxi was playing. I didn't talk nonsense at the moment, and I repeated it directly.

"Brother!" Yu Xiang'er is actually an extremely smart and clever woman, and she is not hypocritical, so she quickly shouted.

Back in the house, Zhuang Yichen quietly took a drop of Yuehua condensate to Wan'er and asked her to take it for Yu Xiang'er.

It didn't work for him, but he still had some stock, and he just happened to be using it now.

"Damn, Zhuang Yichen, I must make your death ugly!

He understood how big the gap between himself and Zhuang Yichen was now, and if he followed the normal cultivation speed, he was afraid that he would not be able to catch up with him in his life.

After pondering for a long time, Yi Feiyang called a pretty maid to serve him to take a bath, and then changed into a clean and tidy robe and walked towards the inner mansion.

"Grandfather!" he walked directly into Yi Wenxiang's study and saluted Yi Wenxiang, who was sitting on a high chair with a calm attitude.

Yi Wenxiang didn't raise his eyelids, but said lightly: "I'm making a fool of myself today!"

"Yes!" Yi Feiyang felt a wave of humiliation, but still replied in a low voice.

"This is a lesson for you!" Yi Wenxiang sneered: "What kind of person do you think you are now? Wen Ru is still a half-saint? He actually dares to tease a princess of the county who has just made a great contribution in the street!"

His tone was not high, but not a word seemed to hit Yi Shaoyun's heart like a hammer.

"Grandfather, grandson knows that he is wrong!" Yi Feiyang's waist bent deeply, not daring to explain.

"Since you will come to me now, it means that you have already made up your mind!" Yi Wenxiang said lightly.

"Yes, in order to defeat Zhuang Yichen in the future, Sun Er is willing to try that opportunity!" Yi Feiyang said through gritted teeth.

"Very good! It is worthy of being a descendant of my Yi family! In this case, you naturally don't have to take the Jinshi Examination, let's start in three days!" Yi Wenxiang looked at Yi Feiyang, and there was still a little appreciation in his eyes.

No one knew that there was still a big secret and opportunity hidden in the Yi family! It's just that only the Yi family's bloodline could try! And this age could not exceed twenty-two years old.

Once you can pass the trial before the chance, both talent and combat power will be greatly improved.

But if you fail, you will become a complete waste! The third generation of the Yi family used to have many men, but several of them committed suicide in despair after becoming wasted because of the failure of the trial.

"Yes!" Yi Feiyang nodded.

Yi Wenxiang waved his hand, and a man who looked like a housekeeper quietly appeared, and said respectfully: "What does Xiangye command!"

"Select ten girls with innocent wealth and pure blood to serve Feiyang!" Yi Wenxiang said lightly.

Conducting trials is extremely risky, and for the sake of insurance, Yi Feiyang must of course leave some bloodlines in advance.

The carefully selected girls are all in the most suitable time period for pregnancy, as long as Yi Feiyang is diligent, there will definitely be heirs who can stay.

Yi Feiyang silently left with the housekeeper, while Yi Wenxiang casually flipped through an ancient book, as if the fact that he was slightly inferior to the eldest princess could not affect his state of mind at all.

The Jinshi examination is imminent, and bookstores all over the capital have begun to sell some Jinshi examination precautions, ten-year examination collections and the like.

Zhuang Yichen naturally ordered his subordinates to buy it, and after a little look, he had some preliminary understanding in his heart.

In the first stage of answering questions, Wen Jinshi did strategy theory, poetry, scripture and righteousness, etc., while Wu Jinshi did military books, war strategies, and so on.