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As soon as the rooster crowed, the dog didn't bark, Wu Hu couldn't sleep anymore, the number of mosquitoes in the thatched hut was not the main reason, the main thing was that he had been hanging Song Xing's Thunder Divine Fist in his heart.

Last night, Song Xing demonstrated a trick to him, the move is very simple, it is the first style of the first set of military boxing "lunge punch", even Tian Niu said that this action is simpler than her jumping square.

But Wu Hu didn't think so, since he killed Lei Batian with those few actions that were too simple to be simple yesterday, he was like a god to Song Xing's Thunder Divine Fist.

Song Xing was sleeping deeply, but was awakened by the sound of whirring and drinking outside the hospital, got up and looked, and saw Wu Hu practicing boxing, although this boxing method was taught by himself, but this time it was beaten by Wu Hu, and its speed and strength were more than a world apart from himself.

He is still quite satisfied with this result, Tian Niu is still young, washing dishes, shabu shabu chopsticks and picking vegetables is acceptable, making breakfast These rough jobs Song Xing never let her do, she has to take care of her like a princess at this age.

Breakfast is very simple, it is still porridge and wild vegetables, wild vegetables are picked by Tian Niu with a sickle on the hillside, and the people of Tian Hengshan do not eat wild vegetables when they are poorest, because these vegetables are for them to feed pigs.

Therefore, when Tian Niu was picking wild vegetables on the hillside with a basket on her back, she was always stared at by some strange eyes, and there was always a feeling of thorn on her back.

Whenever this happens, she thinks of buying two piglets next door, at least to find a suitable excuse when she picks wild vegetables.

Accustomed to eating those out-of-season greenhouse vegetables, as well as vegetables spawned with chemical fertilizers and pesticides, Song Xing always has a special feeling about these natural wild vegetables.

For Wu Hu, whether he eats well or not is not the point, the point is whether he can eat enough, Song Xing's broken iron pot is nothing for stir-frying, but it is overstretched for cooking porridge.

In the past, there were only two people to eat, and Mao Dun was not obvious, but now Wu Hu's meal is obviously more than that of him and Tian Niu combined, and it is time to throw this broken iron pot into the garbage heap of history.

After breakfast, I came to Tian Chengjia's house and handed him the drawings of the training ground, so that he could digest and digest it first, and it was best to make a budget, so that he could prepare in advance.

Going to Penglai Pavilion to tell stories is a compulsory course for him every day, although Uncle Tian repeatedly emphasized that he should not go out these days, lest that Miao Fulin take revenge for personal gain, but Song Xing does not believe in this evil.

Wu Hu originally wanted to follow, but Song Xing didn't agree, his task was to practice, which was not only important for Song Xing, but also very important.

Tian Niu still held Tian Hengshan's unique broken gong in her hand, and she was still bouncing in front of Song Xing, and she didn't feel any worry about Uncle Tian.

Uncle Tian couldn't resist them, so he had to send a few villagers to follow secretly in case of accidents.

Dengzhou Mansion is not big, from the south to the north, from the east to the west, it doesn't take half an hour before and after, you can also go to the Liu teahouse to drink tea in the middle, and by the way, you can also see the pretty daughter-in-law of the Liu family.

For this Dengzhou Mansion, which has not had any news for many years, yesterday's fight was definitely explosive news, so early this morning, whether everyone is listening to books or coming to see Song Xing, in short, the entire Penglai Pavilion is crowded with people.

Tian Niu was very happy, seeing the surging crowd, she had already smelled the aroma of the meat buns in the south of the city, although the wild vegetables in the morning tasted good, but compared with the meat buns in the south of the city, the meat foam in the buns was more attractive.

Today's Penglai Pavilion is a bit special, less laughter, more deep.

Tian Chengsi has to come to Penglai Pavilion to drink with a group of fox friends every day, but he didn't come today, not because he didn't want to come, but because of his identity, he was not qualified to come today.

Today's Penglai Pavilion belongs to Wang Shizhong, strictly speaking, it belongs to the middle-aged businessman, and Wang Shizhong and Ma Kuo can only be regarded as companions.

The food is relatively simple, all of them are some local specialties of Dengzhou Mansion, as well as seafood and the like, but the wine drunk is the kind of high wine brewed by Tian Hengshan, Wang Shizhong was originally a Han person in Yandi, and he likes to drink this kind of spirit.

Seeing that Song Xing came to Penglai Pavilion, he instructed Ma Kuo to come over and invite them, they came to Penglai Pavilion today, originally for Song Xing.

Song Xing is building the broken wooden board, which is different from the original storytelling, although the wooden board is the same wooden board, but the wooden board is covered with red cloth this time, and the Xingmu is no longer a broken brick, but a real wood, which is specially made for him by Tian Chengjia.

Seeing Ma Kuan coming, he just smiled at him, even if he said hello, he was still busy.

Ma Kuo arched his hand at Song Xing, and after greeting him politely, he said that Lord Wang was invited.

Song Xing propped up the wooden plank, patted the dust in his hands, then picked up the broken brick, patted it lightly on the broken wooden board, and said with a smile: "It's really unfortunate that Brother Ma came, Song Xing is going to tell the story now, and I'll talk about it later." ”

Seeing that Song Xing was unmoved, Ma Kuo's brows furrowed, and secretly said that this kid really didn't know the current affairs, and even wanted to refute Lord Wang's face, and was waiting to persuade him, but he saw that Song Xing was already there to speak.

Ma Kuo was also a frequent visitor to Penglai Pavilion, so he naturally knew that once Song Xing started speaking, he would have to wait for at least half an hour, so he sighed in his heart, so he had to return to Penglai Pavilion to resume his life.

Wang Shizhong saw that Song Xing was a grass citizen, and he didn't sell his face as a magistrate, even if he was very sincere, he was a little unbearable at the moment, and he wanted to stand up, but was suppressed by the middle-aged businessman next to him.

The middle-aged businessman lifted the teapot and poured half a cup of tea for him, looked at Song Xing who was gushing outside the pavilion, and said with a smile: "Since he deliberately spent 100,000 yuan as a meeting gift, the things he talked about must be extraordinary, so we might as well wait." ”

Wang Shizhong picked up the teacup, blew the floating objects on the edge of the teacup, and gently took a sip of tea: "Since Lord Zhao said so, it seems that the lower officials are more impatient. ”

Song Xing's heart was still a little excited about Ma Kuo's invitation, because he came to Penglai Pavilion to tell stories, which was originally fishing, and now this fish took the initiative to fish, and it was natural to be excited.

It's just that Song Xing is not the kind of person who likes and angers on the surface, and when dealing with these officials, he has to hold the shelf at the end to reflect the difference between himself and others.

This time the story he told is very exciting, because after returning from this chapter, a figure with close intelligence to a demon was born and began to appear on the stage of history, this time it is the thirty-eighth chapter of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, "Decide on the decision of Longzhong in three points, and take revenge on the Sun clan of the Yangtze River".

Penglai Pavilion was originally separated from the place where Song Xing was telling stories, but Song Xing said too wonderfully, whether it was the people sitting next to him or the people passing by, they all held their breath, for fear of disturbing him.

Therefore, although Wang Shizhong and they were in the cabinet, although they did not hear as clearly as outside, they also knew probably, and the middle-aged businessman listened to it for a long time, and couldn't help but pat his palms and sighed: "This Zhuge Kongming is worthy of being a genius in the world, he knows the world's three points before he is out of Longzhong, his wisdom is superb, and his moral character is high, and it is really difficult for my generation to look up to it." ”

Wang Shizhong also sighed: "Die before leaving the school, and the hero will be full of tears." Three times to worry about the world, two dynasties to help the old ministers. Prime Minister Zhuge has done his best, and the spirit of dying is indeed a model for my generation. ”

Died before leaving the school, from Du Fu's "Shu Xiang", at this time, Wang Shizhong turned the last two sentences of this poem and read it, but it sounded different.

When he sighed at the ancients, he couldn't help but add: "According to the views of his subordinates, Lord Zhao's Ping Yance is no less than Longzhong in the Three Kingdoms." ”

Wang Shizhong gently put down the teacup and echoed from the side: "Since the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun were handed over to the Khitan by Emperor Houjin'er, all the men of my Han family are haunted by their dreams, and if they can be successfully recovered this time, then the immortal merit should be the first to recommend Lord Zhao." ”