Fang Yun looked at the traffic outside the palace, Hangzhou has a different prosperity, although it is February at this time, but the south is hot after all, there was a light rain two days ago, the air is a little humid at this time, gardens, rockeries, courtyards, pen and ink landscapes, all in this mansion, everything, he has been shopping all over the past two days, but he has not left the palace. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sunlight shone on the ground through the leaves, and a little golden appeared, Qing'er was really puzzled by Fang Yun's slow boxing technique, but vaguely felt a trace of the artistic conception of yin and yang.

Although I don't know whether this set of boxing techniques is good or bad, but watching His Highness's body gradually improve, Qing'er doesn't care about the origin of this set of boxing techniques.

There are too many exercises in the palace, and a loft was built for it, His Royal Highness once gave it a name, called the Pavilion of the Scriptures, which seemed to be calling a monk who had come to the board, and the monk said that they had a Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the White Horse Temple, seventy-two stunts, and countless exercises of all kinds, and said that there was a kind of marrow washing sutra that could make His Royal Highness's body better, but His Royal Highness had to be a monk......

At that time, His Royal Highness squirted: "I'm going to be a monk?" Do you have a lot of exercises? Are you amazing? Come on, come on, call all the bald donkeys, and compare them with our Yanyun Iron Cavalry to see who is powerful. ”

The old monk's face was wrinkled, and he was quite helpless, he really had nothing to communicate with such an unreasonable person as His Royal Highness, so he talked to the prince.

In the end, the scripture of the Washing Essence Sutra was still not handed over to His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, although the prince had a male soldier, it was impossible to send troops to the White Horse Temple to grab the scriptures, so it was gone.

The prince had already gone to collect all kinds of martial arts cheats, thinking that in order to cure his son's problems, and because of Fang Yun's competition, he built a scripture pavilion, which has a first-class exercises, peerless exercises, and there are a lot of them, although they are not as good as the Tibetan scripture pavilion of the White Horse Temple, but in the world, this scripture pavilion is also singing martial arts.

However, such a scripture pavilion has attracted a lot of martial arts people to steal books, some people dare to come to the palace to steal things, and they will inevitably die and can't die anymore, so there are more people who come to steal cheats, and there are more people who die, and gradually the palace is involved in hatred with many people in the rivers and lakes.

And His Royal Highness accidentally fell into the lake because someone assassinated him, although he was blocked, he was still so frightened that he fell into the lake, frightened and frightened, and fell into a coma after getting the wind chill.

After a set of ways of tai chi, the sweat pores were loosened, sweating slightly, and Qing'er on the side picked up a handkerchief to help him wipe it slightly.

Fang Yun smelled the aroma of Qing'er's body, and couldn't help but sigh, the woman's body is fragrant, it's not a perfume, it smells really good, Qing'er, who was standing in front of him, saw the strange appearance of His Highness, and after taking a breath, he looked refreshed, and couldn't help but feel a little shy, and his face was crimson.

"Your Highness drinks tea." Qing'er picked up the teacup on the stone table and handed it to Fang Yun.

"Well, can I get out of the house tomorrow?" There was a cushion on the stone pier, which Qing'er had prepared for him, so Fang Yun sat on it, and asked while drinking tea.

"Yes, the prince said that you will be able to leave the house tomorrow, but..."

"But what, you say."

"Your Highness, are you going to the Qinglou?"

"Huh, how do you know?"

"You, you looked like you just now, you just like thinking about a woman, otherwise, Your Highness would have accepted Qing'er." Qing'er blushed, buried her head in her chest, her voice was as thin as a mosquito, and she pulled her handkerchief with both hands, feeling like she was going to tear it up.

"Haha, teasing you, I don't go to the Qinglou, I just go out for a walk." Fang Yun pinched Qing'er's face, it was so soft, and he wanted to touch it down, but the shy Qing'er ran away.

"Your Highness, you are so bad, ignore you!" Qing'er pouted angrily, turned around and ran away, he was not afraid that His Highness would be angry, because His Highness was really good, especially for her and Qiao'er, these willfulness were used to His Royal Highness the Prince.

Once some fox friends and dog friends also said that His Royal Highness's maid is really willful, and he gets angry at every turn, and His Royal Highness the Prince snorted: "My woman, I am happy to get used to it." ”

Fang Yun is very satisfied with life at this time, he opens his mouth for food and stretches out his hand for clothes.

Although Fang Yun is the successor of Taijiquan, he has also gone to school, and he has been extremely talented since he was a child, not only in martial arts, but also in his mind, and he is also a scholar in learning.

The problem that eating is not very fragrant, the key is MSG, about MSG, Fang Yun feels that it is necessary to put it on the agenda, people, food, people have to eat every day, anything in the previous life is not as important as MSG at this time.

However, Fang Yun didn't dare to make a big move at this time, for fear that people would see something different, so let's talk about it after a long time.

This world is very interesting, it should be the parallel space of the earth, after the Qin Dynasty, the overlord still did not kill Liu Bang, and Liu Bang's Han Dynasty has been inherited for 800 years, and all around the fight are surrendered, opening up a big country, the Three Kingdoms Rebellion is not at all, but with the precipitation and passage of time, the Han Dynasty with military power has gradually changed its model and become a civilian rule.

This is understandable, any dynasty is to establish the country by force, to govern the country with literature, the soldiers gradually have no combat effectiveness, all kinds of Confucianism and Taoism culture are interlocking, there are more and more readers, all day long thinking about being an official and profit, more and more people who can't eat, all kinds of corruption, ** is too exaggerated, after all, it is still uncontrollable, the Han Dynasty finally lost in history, the Sui Dynasty suddenly appeared, but it was fleeting after nearly a hundred years, and then Qianyang appeared!

At this time, the dynasty was Qianyang, the Qianyang Dynasty lasted for 200 years, although it did not have the Han Dynasty when it sat on an incomparably vast land, but compared with the Sui Dynasty, it was much better.

Fang, is the surname of the Holy Emperor who established the Qianyang Dynasty, the title of the Holy Emperor, Fang Yun was speechless about this, this title is too domineering.

His father Fang Yi was the second prince back then, and the crown prince is the current saint, there must be a very incredible struggle for power and profit between the eldest prince and the crown prince, and the second prince held the forbidden army at that time, and after the death of the old emperor, it was also possible to become the emperor, but he still supported the crown prince of the dynasty.

Fang Yi made a great contribution, and after the prince became the emperor, he knew that Fang Yi liked to fight, so he was sent to the sixteen states of Yanyun, and became a prince who owned one side of the land, and was named King Yan.

But I have to say that King Yan is very capable, especially in the aspect of commanding troops and training, the Liao people who fought retreated, and recovered all the sixteen states of Yanyun three years ago, for a full twenty years, there were 200,000 soldiers and horses under his command, and 100,000 iron horsemen were famous all over the world.

It can be said that King Yan has made great contributions to this country.

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Fang Yun poked the cloth on the window with his fingers, found that it was difficult to pierce, and sighed, TVs are all lies.

Stripped naked, he lay in the bathtub, bathing in this kind of large wooden barrel, which is really funny.

Qiao'er and Qing'er waited left and right, pouring a scoop of water on their bodies from time to time, and the four delicate little hands touched their bodies, even if Fang Yun's previous realm was very high and his control was very good, he was so enthusiastic that he almost knocked down the two little kittens.

But after thinking about it, the dead Fang Yun didn't even do it, so he did it, isn't he not as good as him?

However, there are two beautiful maids next to him who are only wearing obscene clothes, they can see it, they can't eat it, it is really embarrassing, no wonder Fang Yun, who hung up, always went to the Qinglou, this is to put out the fire.

Since the little brother raised his head, Fang Yun didn't plan to let the two of them wait for him to get dressed, but the two didn't let them, Fang Yun couldn't help them, he stood up with an embarrassed face, and looked at the two little maids with a coquettish smile, as if he was mocking himself for being unusual.

"Your Highness, don't worry, you will be able to leave the house tomorrow." Qing'er is a naughty ghost, and while helping to wipe his body, she also wants to tease him with her fingers.

Fang Yun hurriedly coughed twice and said solemnly: "Qing'er, be honest, otherwise I will accept you tonight." ”

Qiao'er smiled: "She, she can't wait for a long time, Your Highness go quickly." ”

"Yes, yes, Your Highness, do you think I'm beautiful?" The slender fingers gently scratched his delicate body, and he was still gently pulling his neckline, and his eyes were white and tender, and he was extremely tempting.

Fang Yun scolded secretly, there was definitely a reason why his previous self hung up!

Fang Yun, who put on his shoes and ran away quickly, heard a burst of laughter behind him, and was very annoyed.

The two maids don't need to warm the bed, after all, this is Hangzhou, not the north, the weather is not hot, but it is not very cold, Fang Yun in the house listened to the insects and birds outside the window, and still felt a little incredible, through this kind of thing, it was really amazing.

"Where should I go tomorrow? To the West Lake, or to the Qinglou? Fang Yun didn't know what to do for a while, but he vaguely knew that the people in Jiangnan didn't like the Yan King from the north very much.