(The last one, the story has finally come to an end.) The characters in the text each have a home, live in that world, and continue their joys, sorrows, and sorrows. To Zhouzhou, they are all alive, flesh-and-blood people ^_^)

Yanping four years, midsummer.

There was not a hint of wind, and the few white clouds hanging in the sky had not changed shape for a long time. The trees in the Pingguo Mansion were sunburned by the sun, and only those who knew it were still tirelessly clamoring in the branches.

Such weather has added a lot of inexplicable irritability to people's moods.

In Tu Manzhen's room, there are ice basins in the four corners, emitting wisps of cold air to alleviate the summer heat. She frowned and leaned back on the ice mat, holding a book in her hand. If you look closely, you can see that this book is simply reversed.

Because she was in a bad mood, the maids who were waiting for her were careful not to make a sound, and the room was very quiet.

"Mother!"

A crisp child's voice broke the silence, and a boy of five or six years old lifted the curtain and walked in.

His eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Liu Qiran, but his charm is very similar to Tu Manzhen, who is the eldest son of the two, Liu Zejing. He walked fast, was half a head taller than boys of his age, and had big eyes that sparkled brightly.

Tu Manzhen came to her senses and said with a smile: "Why are you coming back?" Look at the sweat on your head and face, wipe it away. ”

The nurse who followed Liu Zejing had just entered the door, and Xiao Shizi was walking too fast, she really couldn't catch up. stepped forward to greet Tu Manzhen, and took out the sweat towel in his hand to wipe Liu Zejing's sweat.

Liu Zejing handed the bow in his hand to the maid on the side, and pouted, "I don't want them to teach!"

"What's going on?"

Tu Manzhen asked in surprise: "You were the one who wanted to learn at the beginning, and you are the one who doesn't want to learn now." Brother Jing, you can't practice martial arts without a long nature. ”

She said earnestly: "Just like your father, he has also practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he has laid a good foundation." ”

If Liu Qiran hadn't had a solid foundation when he was a child, he would have been ridiculous for those years, and he would not have been able to pick it up again and become the general who leads the troops now.

Liu Zejing climbed onto the mat and said, "It's not that I don't want to learn, I don't want them to teach." ”

The people in his mouth are the fist and foot cavalry and archery masters set by Liu Qiran for him, and they are veterans raised in the Pingguo Mansion. Tu Manzhen knew very well that those people were all people with real kung fu.

At the beginning, it was thanks to them that the scattered guards in the Pingguo Mansion were trained into today's elite. Later, after retiring, Liu Qiran let them stay in the mansion, still holding the name of the head of the sect, but in fact, they were raised.

If it weren't for Liu Zejing's clamoring to practice martial arts, these people would not have come out of the mountain again.

She sank her face: "Brother Jing'er, respect the teacher, have you forgotten?"

After being trained, Liu Zejing puffed up his bun face aggrievedly, leaned on Tu Manzhen's body and hugged her, playing a scoundrel: "If you don't want it, don't ...... it."

In just a few breaths, I don't know how many words I don't want to say, and my body is still twisting around, like a koala.

The maids smiled when they saw it, the prince of the world's rogue kung fu will be staged every few days.

"I've seen the prince. ”

After several years of training in the army, Liu Qiran's true character is gone, and there is a faint sound of wind and thunder between walking. He walked in with a calm face, took Liu Zejing's shirt with one hand, and pulled it out of Tu Manzhen's arms.

Liu Zejing danced in mid-air, screaming wow.

Liu Qiran turned him to himself, looked into his eyes and said, "I haven't played for three days, and my skin is itchy?"

was looked at by him like this, and changed to another child, so he had to cry with fright.

Liu Zejing was born bold, not only was he not afraid, but he also glared back fiercely, with a provocative look.

Liu Qiran looked funny, and said in his heart that this little guy is worthy of Lao Tzu's species, and he has such a momentum to not admit defeat. On the surface, he still has to make the appearance of a strict father, saying: "Do you believe that I move the family law?"

When it came to family law, Liu Zejing obviously shrunk a little, but then stiffened his neck again, and his nostrils were facing the sky.

Tu Manzhen sat up from the mat, combed her hair that had just been messed up by Liu Zejing, and said, "This is good, why do you have to use the family law?" Brother Jing said that he didn't want to let the head of the sect teach him anymore, he was so good at kung fu, I didn't have time to ask. ”

When his beloved wife inquired, Liu Qiran's face softened suddenly, and said, "Of course he doesn't dare to say what this leather kid has done." ”

As he spoke, he relaxed his arms and wanted to put Liu Zejing on the ground.

Unexpectedly, Liu Zejing took advantage of his distraction, slammed into his shoulder, and grabbed his neck with both hands. After a few swings, his legs strained, and his whole body hung on his body.

In order to maintain his balance, his small body was full of strength, like a little leopard full of exuberant strength.

Tu Manzhen burst out laughing, and Liu Qiran's face was full of helplessness.

Afraid that he would fall, Liu Qiran had no choice but to reach out to support his little ass and help him stabilize his figure.

Liu Zejing lay on his father's shoulder, smiled brightly, and made a victory gesture at Tu Manzhen, which made Tu Manzhen laugh.

The son secretly made some small moves, how could Liu Qiran not know?

He was too lazy to care, could he really beat him up?

Tu Manzhen asked, "What did he do again?"

Since Liu Zejing can walk, almost all of them in the Pingguo Mansion have been poisoned by him, from the flowers and trees that can't move, to the master's maids and servants.

As the head of the house in the Pingguo Mansion, Tu Manzhen has an important job, which is to deal with complaints from various people.

What precious peony that has been raised for several years before it blooms, and he uprooted it can only be regarded as a trivial matter.

What's more, it was the mother-in-law who had eaten the tea he added to have diarrhea; Ping Guogong's aunt wore a pair of new tassel earrings, but he ripped them off and pulled out a gap in her ears...... And so on and so forth.

Tu Manzhen wanted to teach him a lesson, but before he could start, Zeng heard the wind and rushed over.

With his grandmother under his protection, Liu Zejing is in this Pingguo Mansion, and he is a rampant and domineering little bully.

Tu Manzhen finally knew why Liu Qiran was the demon king of the mixed world in Beijing in the first place. With Zeng's protection like this, it is difficult not to become a crab.

Therefore, hearing what he did again, Tu Manzhen was really not surprised at all. She was still a little curious, what could alarm Liu Qiran to ask in person.

Liu Qiran hugged him to the mat, put him down, pointed to his nose and said, "Your son, while the head of the Wei sect was sleeping, cut his beautiful hair!"

Yes?

Tu Manzhen was also shocked.

Who doesn't know that the most proud of Wei Jiaotou is the big handful of beautiful hair that he carefully maintains?

He is burly, his face is red, and he has a bit of the demeanor of Guan Yu, a famous general of the Three Kingdoms. He himself was quite proud, and for this he grew a long hair, for which he was happy in his life.

However, it was cut by Liu Zejing?