Despite the fact that such occasions are few, if not few, and happen today.

When the western sky burns out the last ray, when Qingqiu is sick and wakes up from the stack of straw, his stomach growls with hunger, people are iron, rice is iron, and his pockets are empty, so he must fill his stomach.

It's easier to feel homesick when you're hungry, even if you don't come home often.

It was still a little embarrassing when Qingqiu was sick and dragged a stump leg, a black cane, and a few straws with his black hair against a few straws, and then entered the courtyard.

My father was having dinner with my brother and sister, and everyone was in good spirits before he entered the door, and everyone was silent when he came in.

As if he was their killer who was talking and laughing, he was instantly quiet, and they all looked at him.

"You go on as if I didn't exist. Qingqiu walked to the table with a big grin, tore off a chicken leg with his upper hand, couldn't wait to bite it, and then picked up the wine jug from the table, and took a few sips with his mouth to the spout, "Don't just look at me, continue to eat." ”

"There are so many wild dogs in Guangming City, so there is no one who has a kind heart and tore you apart and eaten?" Qingqiu Lingli said angrily.

"Father, I'm from the Qingqiu family, and I'm not qualified to tear my wild dog, at least it has to be you," Qingqiu was sick and held a chicken leg in one hand and a wine jug in the other, and jumped to the seat next to the banquet hall and sat down on one foot and said: "You missed that sword back then, do you regret it until now? ”

"You know, I'll cut you again, huh. ”

"Then you try again, don't look at me lame, but you will cut off my ticket, I hide, I hide. Qingqiu said as he said as he twisted his body comically from side to side.

"You are looking for death," Qingqiu's spiritual power was furious, he took off his sword from the wall and brushed it out, and swung his sword to slash at Qingqiu Youyong, but he was stopped by Qingqiu Youyong next to him.

"Father, forget it, my younger brother has not been virtuous for a day or two, why should you be like him. ”

"This ghost thing killed your mother, this is our family's disaster star, and I am calm when I am cut to death. Qingqiu's spiritual power roared and wanted to step forward and slash.

"Father, you are old and discouraged, and the house is full of blood. Qingqiu Yourong said unhurriedly, she has entered the palace, and she has spoken with a noble atmosphere, and the nobleman's voice is in a tone, the key is to be slow.

Only people with low status can speak, because they are afraid that others will not have the patience to listen if they speak slowly.

Seeing the queen speak, Qingqiu's spiritual power temporarily suppressed her anger, threw her sword away, and sat back on the chair to get angry.

"Father, you can't rely on me for your mother's affairs, how can a newborn baby kill someone. "Qingqiu was sick and saw that his father threw the sword and returned to his true colors.

"Why it's not you, it's you who killed your mother. "Qingqiu's spiritual power is swaying, and he is sick with Qingqiu.

In fact, this is a well-known thing in the Qingqiu family, it is said that thirty years ago, when Qingqiu was sick, it was still pouring rain outside in the middle of the night, the woman was a little difficult to give birth, it took a lot of effort to give birth, and the popularity was only three percent, the woman insisted on taking a look at this baby who was so difficult to give birth, it was not so difficult to give birth to a dragon and phoenix fetus back then, this look is not tight, a lightning bolt outside the window, illuminated the ugly face of Qingqiu is sick, and twisted a stump leg, the woman "ah" screamed, and the three adults were in ashes, and they never woke up.

For this reason, Qingqiu's spiritual power threw this flesh and blood monster on the table, and slashed it with a swing of the sword, cutting off a corner of the table.

"Okay, blame me, blame me, blame me. "Qingqiu is sick and rarely gives in, and when he mentions his mother, he feels that he is short.

"My dear brother," Qingqiu said with a smile on his face, "hurry up and eat to your heart's content, go far away, and don't make my father angry." ”

"Sister, oh, no, my noble queen, I was about to ask you, my little nephew, where is the future Emperor of Guangming City?"

"He's fine, I guess I'm with his uncle and third uncle, guarding his father, I still think it's bad there. Qingqiu is tolerant in front of his family, but he is undisguised.

"You mean that my nephew and Huang Fuying and Huang Fuyun together, they also entered Guangming City, you still have the heart to eat and drink here, you can't even look down on a prince, in case he has three long and two short, the Qingqiu family will be destroyed in Guangming City in an instant. ”

After Qingqiu said that he was sick, he heard the other three shiver, and most of the wine he had just drunk woke up.

"No, they are all from the Huangfu family, can they still attack Zhang'er?" asked Qingqiu Yourong with courage.

"My good sister, if you can be the emperor, is there anything you can't do?" Qingqiu asked sickly.

"Then what should I do?" Qingqiu Yourong was confused, his eyes fell on Qingqiu is sick, and he felt that this younger brother was not so ugly for a while.

"What should you do? You should take off your makeup and cloak and put it on your face with sorrow and sorrow, go and serve your husband with soup and medicine, and serve your emperor with you, and never leave an inch. "Qingqiu is sick and shakes his ugly head, and he gives orders.

"Now it seems that the Imperial Forest Army has also been replaced, and it is all guarded by the Golden Python Army of the Huangfu family, what if they don't agree?" Qingqiu Yourong also remembered some clues at this time, and he was afraid.

"My God, we can't do this at all, it's safer for us to pack up and go back to Qingqiu City, you are still the queen now, the wife wants to see her husband, and the mother wants to see her son, I can't think of any reason for the Huangfu family to refuse," Qingqiu stood up sickly, paced back and forth with a black cane in his hand and said, "They really dare to use force, sister, you just take out your fierce energy in Qingqiu City back then, and let Daddy give you a few more conspiracies, and my brother will have no soldiers?"

"Alarmist. Hearing Qingqiu's illness mention of himself, Qingqiu's spiritual power reprimanded.

Qingqiu was sick and didn't bother to raise the bar with his father, and continued to say to Qingqiu Yourong, "Also, you have to find you a daughter-in-law as soon as possible." ”

"Why is this?" Qingqiu Youyong on the side still felt that what his brother said was reasonable, but now he doesn't understand, "Could it be that kid who has started to estrus, haha." ”

"You think they're all like you," Qingqiu responded unceremoniously to his brother when he was sick, and continued to his sister, "If your son wants to sit in this position, I'm afraid he has to have someone to support him, and it's best to go to the Yang family, by the way, how old is he?"

"XIV. Qingqiu replied with a smile.

"Oh, it's enough, at least get engaged first," Qingqiu turned to his father sickly and said, "Although you haven't given your son, my daughter-in-law, you are at least a little bit more important to your grandson's marriage." ”

"Hmph!" Although Qingqiu Lingli felt that what his son said was reasonable, he was unwilling to give in.

"If you have a fart, let it go, get out of it when you're done. ”

"I'll finish it right away, but I'm afraid you don't like to hear the next fart, you can always be patient," Seeing that his father was silent, Qingqiu was sick and continued, "No matter what, you can't be the Xiangguo of Guangming City." ”

"Why?" Qingqiu's eyes widened as he jumped high with his spiritual power.

"If your grandson fails to inherit the throne, and this possibility cannot be ruled out, then you will definitely not be able to serve as the prime minister, of course, if this is the case, you have to worry about not only the official hat, but also the head with the official hat, the Qingqiu family will be the most direct threat to the successor, and the old head, the handsome head, and the ugly head will all become dead heads. Qingqiu said as he pointed his finger at the three of them, and finally pointed at himself, as if he was counting his head.

"Ugly ghost, you don't have to bother," Qingqiu's spiritual power suppressed his anger, and he was angry when he saw his ugly son shaking his head and pointing fingers, but his other pair of children listened very energetically, and he was helpless alone.

As the patriarch of the Qingqiu family, he said categorically, "The Qingqiu family will spare no effort to give everything to protect the emperor's ascendancy." ”

"That's the best, you know, although you and I both want each other's heads to fall to the ground, but we don't want both heads to fall to the ground at the same time, I still care about the Qingqiu family, after all, I am also a member of the family, don't you say, my dear father?"

"Hmph, I didn't admit that you are a member of the family, I can take off your head at any time, hurry up and finish your twisted fart, is it possible that my grandson is the emperor, and I can't be a prime minister?" Qingqiu's spiritual power stretched his neck like a fighting rooster, and turned his words into daggers and threw them at Qingqiu's illness.

"How should I tell you this, when Huang Fuxiong united countries to break through the dark city and then became emperor, who did he use to make Xiangguo?" Qingqiu Lingli threw the dagger back and asked his father.

"No one in this world knows that he uses the old people of the previous dynasty and the old Xiangguo Zhushihai. ”

"Why does he use Zhushihai, do you think no one else wants to be it? Huang Fuxiong himself has two brothers, Huang Fuying and Huang Fuyun, they have no idea?"

"This ......" Qingqiu's spiritual power, which has always prided itself on being scheming, was asked.

Fifteen years ago, he took the lead in marrying his daughter to Huang Fuxiong, and now he has brought half of the family into Guangming City, just ask the lord in the world who can do it, and today he was so robbed by this nondescript son, and he was unwilling to say in his heart: "This time and that time." ”

"Oh, my dear father, there is no such time and that time, history is just a circle of reincarnation, nothing different, if your grandson is the emperor, your daughter is the queen mother, and you are on the throne of Xiangguo, do you want the Qingqiu family to take all the benefits of the world?"

"What can I do if my Qingqiu family takes advantage of the world, when the Qingqiu family is in power, the life and death of the world will be up to me. ”

"I'm so scared, I'm so powerful. Qingqiu was sick and stood at the table, clapping his hands.

"I'm afraid that nothing will be up to you at that time, even if the heroes of the world become shrinking turtles and dare not oppose the emperor, but dare to oppose you, they will slaughter my sister's little cub by the way under the banner of Qingjun's side. ”

"Who dare?

"Of course there is, but you don't count on the Huangfu family to help, you don't count on me, you look at my legs, our family can fight the second brother, back then one shot slaughtered the bat king who was sitting on the throne unarmed and waiting for death, so majestic, the second brother may have the ability to go to the mace that will kick the dust in the North Underworld, I will carefully count to see how many rounds he has held, I bet at most five." ”

Qingqiu on the side has Yongjun's face flushed.

", eat the guy inside and out, get out!" Qingqiu's spiritual power was said by Qingqiu was sick and said in a few words, and there was no Xiangguo who was thinking about it for a long time, and he was extremely impatient.

"I'm leaving, Father, I've said everything I have to say, take care, after all, you're going to slaughter me with your own hands. After Qingqiu finished speaking, he said hello to the eldest sister and second brother, and walked out clumsily with his stump leg.

"Father, I think there is some truth in my brother's words. Qingqiu Yourong said.

"I see it that way, too. Qingqiu Youyong said.

"Get out of here, you're the ones who eat inside and out!" the old man got angry again.

But no one got out anymore, and when the old man was angry, the three heads got together, and discussed fiercely how to snatch back the prince and how to go to the North Underworld to propose marriage, and Qingqiu Lingli also generously said that he would postpone the consideration of the position of Xiangguo.

Qingqiu was sick and staggered out of the Qingqiu family's temporary mansion in Guangming City and went to Wenchang Pavilion, where he still had to go to read.

He was not an easy walker, but he was in a good mood, because he was confident that his sister, brother and father would take his advice in their entirety.

Although several of them hated him, hated him, and didn't like him at all, it didn't matter, the books he read were permeated with a truth that the world was unimpeded and unbreakable: how to make a pair of enemies sit together and have a happy drink?

Two words: interests.