"Champion Lang, come and have a few drinks with me."

Kang Zhiwen went upstairs and saw this Han Gongzi with his shoulders and backless, and his eyes seemed to be a little confused. Kang Zhiwen was disgusted, but there was a smile on his face, and it was hard to say anything.

Han Li, as the prince's male favorite, is actually not a big secret in officialdom. And it is precisely because of the crown prince that the second prince and the third prince see the hope of winning the heir.

But the prince made this relationship public, and he can still sit in this position, which is indeed some means.

And the most important thing is that no one knows what the emperor thinks. At a young age, the emperor defeated Li Zhen, the third prince known as the abacus prince.

Liang Taishi, a veteran of the Three Dynasties, once commented on the emperor, saying that he had Taizu's martial strategy, as well as Emperor Wen's Wen Tao, and his unique ruthlessness.

The battle between the three princes is supposed to be under the control of the emperor......

"Han Gongzi, what's going on?"

"Ah, Master Liang has been idle for too long, and he wants to come out and move his muscles." Han Li's eyes were naturally blurred when he said this, and the posture of being in front of the bed and other ** at this time made Kang Zhiwen difficult to see.

"I want to come to King Jin and Situ Mansion, Kang Zhuangyuan has already done it, right? Let the three princes, Situ Mansion, and Taishi Mansion propose marriage at the same time, but Kang Zhuangyuan himself stayed out of the matter, which is really a good means. ”

Kang Zhiwen just smiled and said nothing.

The king of Jin thought that Situ Mansion and himself were together, so he would naturally agree to let Wang Situ's son Wang Xuan propose marriage.

As for Taishi Liang, he has been idle for three years, and now he is borrowing the power of the prince, and the Taishi's mansion is also the same purpose.

The last three princes have an impulsive and irritable temperament, and they are the worst of the three princes, so they naturally will not give up the big chess piece of the Zhao family.

Now Zhao Wujian has obviously found someone like a "puppet" himself, and he rushed to the doctor in a hurry, not to mention whether he can withstand the pressure of the three forces.

She may not be able to pass the level of Mrs. Tai alone.

"It seems that Kang Zhuangyuan has been in a good mood recently, and good things have happened one after another, even Na Luo Huai has suddenly been planted, which is gratifying. What, don't you have a few drinks with me? ”

That Han Gongzi picked up the wine glass, just to let Kang Zhiwen drink.

"Master Han, there's something in this wine."

"Smart, no wonder the prince is very optimistic about you." Han Li drank the glass of wine to the ** next to him who was obviously a little psychedelic and **, and that ** suddenly bled and spread it on the ground, and there was no sound.

"It's better to be careful in doing things, don't let these subordinates listen to it and chew the root of their tongues."

"This time, thanks to you knowing about Zhao Wujian's plan, Zhao Wujian has no reason to tell you that it is, how did you know? Kang Zhuangyuan. ”

"Naturally, my cousin couldn't think of who would be the person who revealed this."

……

"In the test of the cook, the boy of the heavenly painting threw all the pots, and won the wrist wrestling, and also won the stick method...... What is going on now is a bet on a round. ”

At this time, Zhao Ying in "Wen Wu Yingjie" was reporting to the ladies in the main hall.

Zhao Ying's legs are fast, and she has won the true biography of Jing Sanniang, and at this time, she is going back and forth between the two places to report the situation, like a spy in front of her.

"Hey, little sister, it seems that this person of yours is also a martial arts practitioner, and this battle situation is not bad." Aunt Fan was happy when she heard it. "Sister-in-law, I've never been afraid of breaking my wrists and comparing knives, guns and sticks, but this pitcher is all in the middle, and it's hard to ask yourself."

"You can't do it, of course." That Mu Xiang is Mu Erniang sneered at this time. "Sakura-chan, be clear."

"This ......" Zhao Ying was a little hesitant, it seemed that it was not easy to lose the face of Aunt Fan, but she also knew that this Mu Erniang could control the eldest lady, so she continued to say in detail.

"The boy of the heavenly painting throws the pot blindfolded, and the five people win the battle with their wrists, and the stick method is ...... Zhao Bei, the most powerful in the family, was picked off by three sticks......"

"This ......" Aunt Fan's eyes widened, and this reaction was also to make her son Zhao Miao can't help laughing, but Zhao Miao couldn't make a sound when she laughed.

"Let's go check it out again, Sister Sakura."

"Yes, miss."

Zhao Wan just chuckled. Of course, Fang Ji's martial arts still surprised her a little.

Pitching pots is talent, and it has nothing to do with force. Several sisters-in-law here can do it by wrestling their wrists.

But this stick method made her know that Fang Ji Ping Suri had also practiced this kind of weapon a lot. After all, this Zhao Bei is secretly the housekeeper of the nursing home, and in fact, he is the same as his three brothers in the "East, West and South", but as a general, he has no military position.

Regardless of their respective martial arts, this stick method alone is actually marksmanship, and Zhao Bei is a master of the Northeast Gun King......

This Mrs. Zhao seemed to be closing her eyes and ignoring it, but in fact, when she heard the ability of this "heavenly painting", she couldn't help but jump her eyelids.

Can this kid really do it?

……

"Since it's a bet, I said how to bet, you open a bank."

What Fang Ji saw at this time was a small man, who looked ordinary, but there was a trace of "aura" in his eyes.

This aura is naturally not the cultivation of truth, in fact, it has a cunning meaning, ordinary people can't see it, only they are "experts" who can match it. Fang Ji was also liked by his master of the Thousand Kings like this back then, and became the senior brother in the Thousand Gates.

This kid is a piece of jade. Of course, the halberd refers to the deceptive aspect.

This little man was clearly a child in his early tens, and it was not easy to think that he was sent out to make a bet with him at this time.

"What do you want to bet on?" Fang Ji naturally didn't have stage fright, but made him curious to see what this little slippery head had planned.

"Okay, I'll say first that I'll wait for your competition with the chef's sister, that's listening to the beans. In order to prevent you from saying that we colluded and convincing you to lose, wait for the two of you to grab the beans in the pot and sprinkle them into the iron pot. Then you each report the number of beans, and whoever says the closest number wins. ”

I see.

Fang Ji knew that this gameplay was still a matter of his previous life. This is the basic lesson that their master taught them to listen to the dice, listen to the sound of the beans spilling and hitting the iron pot, and quickly determine how many beans are in the pot.

Of course, this grasp is more or less, and it is a great test of people's hearing.

When Fang Halberd was the most powerful in his last life, the error was 0 a few times, and the average was also stable at a little more than a little error, which was enough to listen to the dice.

In this life, under the tempering of the old ghost, Fang Ji is confident that he can hear everything without missing a beat.

Of course, this is the next game between him and Chef Zhao, and it is naturally not easy for this little slippery head to say it now.

"And what do you want to bet with me?"

"You open the bank, I want to guess with you who wins and who loses in the next game, I guess you win."

Boy, calculating.

Fang Ji laughed.

This kid guessed that he won, so when he wins this Zhao Chef Niang, he will lose the gambling game. And if he wants to win this gamble, he can't win Chef Zhao.

Sure enough, it's a small slippery head.

"How about it, big brother, if you admit defeat to money, it's okay to say."

"Okay, that's it."

Fang Ji said this, but it immediately made the surrounding family members exclaim, and they talked about it below.

After all, it's crazy, this guy......

And this little slippery head obviously didn't expect Fang Ji to really respond to this unwinnable game, and his eyes were a little flustered.

Fang Ji nodded, after all, he was still just a child, and it was normal to feel flustered.

"Good boy, what's your name?"

"My name is Niu Sheng."