He Qi and Zhu Qijue grinned together.

As long as Zheng Qinghuai didn't talk about himself when he was cheap, it was still quite interesting.

Ye Lingyun, who was ruthlessly humiliated, took out his sword in a fit of anger.

Zheng Qinghuai is not much stronger than him, just a little bit. I had another fight with Zhu Qijue before, and my whole body was weak at this time. Ye Lingyun struggled to make a move, and Zheng Qinghuai was defeated and retreated. was chased by the sword in Ye Lingyun's hand.

After a cup of tea, Zheng Qinghuai raised his hand and surrendered: "If you don't fight, you won't fight!" I throw in the towel! ”

Ye Lingyun, who had never won a fight, had a sense of arrogance, picked up the sword in his hand with a beautiful sword flower, and looked at the world: "Who else is coming?" ”

Without waiting for He Qi to open his mouth, Ye Lingyun hurriedly said again: "He San is not allowed to come!" ”

Zhu Qijue rolled his eyes: "If you want to invite me to fight, just say it!" No beating around the bush! As he spoke, he grabbed the long knife and rushed forward.

He Qi watched the battle attentively.

A few friends are lazy and playful, and none of them are willing to work hard to practice martial arts. Fortunately, they have special people to teach them from their respective backgrounds, and they still have the foundation. Especially his cousin Zhu Qijue, his talent is not bad, and he has been training for half a month, and he may have a hard time in the imperial guard election.

Originally, I was not sure of half of it, but now I can barely have one.

……

Days have passed.

The Imperial Guard's Dabi is tomorrow.

Mrs. Tai was full of confidence in her precious grandson He Qi, and specially called He Qi to cheer him up early in the morning: "San Lang, tomorrow's big competition, you must drum up your strength!" Let's make a splash! Let everyone see how good He Saburo is! ”

What the first gentleman in the capital!

It's the first year of the capital's promising son!

Mrs. Tai's eyes were full of hope and expectation.

He Qi's heart warmed, and he nodded: "Grandmother, don't worry, I will definitely win the championship." When the time came, the grandmother held her head high and waited to hear the greetings. ”

Mrs. Tai was coaxed into a smile.

Zheng sneered in his heart.

By force alone, He Qi does have a hope of winning the championship...... However, she has worked hard for several years and will never allow He Qi to emerge!

The notoriety of the first gentleman in the capital, He Qixiu wanted to throw it away.

"San Lang," Zheng stepped forward with an affectionate smile, wanting to hold He Qi's hand: "Auntie also hopes that you will have a chance to add glory to the He family." ”

He Qi took two steps back, causing Zheng's hand to fall in embarrassment. The corners of his mouth pulled up with a smile: "I won't let my aunt down." ”

Zheng's image of a good aunt for more than ten years naturally couldn't mind He Qi's rudeness, and blamed himself with a smile: "San Lang has grown up and reached the age of being able to marry a daughter-in-law." It's the aunt who is careless and always treats you like a child. ”

"There's still one day of kung fu, don't delay here, hurry up and go to the martial arts arena!"

Such a loving and caring good aunt is really hard to find in the world.

He Qi's eyes flashed with ridicule, said goodbye to Mrs. Tai, and walked to the martial arts arena.

Zheng looked at He Qi's back, and the chill in his eyes flashed.

Everything has been arranged.

He Qi, no matter how arrogant you are, you can't escape my calculations.

……

Within an hour, Su Mu came to the inner hall with a cold sweat and a burning face: "Mrs. Qiyu, the third prince suddenly has abdominal pain, and in just one hour, he has gone to the clean room three times. ”

Mrs. Tai was startled, Huo Ran stood up and said sharply: "What's going on?" ”

Zheng on the side looked panicked: "Su Mu, what's wrong with San Lang?" It's good in the morning, why do you suddenly have a stomach? ”

Su Mu knelt down, both self-reproach and guilt: "The little one doesn't know what's going on." The third son went to the martial arts arena early in the morning to practice his sword, and after practicing for a while, he felt abdominal pain...... The little one wanted to come to report, but the son didn't allow it, and said something trivial, so as not to worry Mrs. Tai. ”

At first, Su Mu didn't take it to heart.

The master has practiced martial arts since he was a child, is as strong as a tiger, and rarely gets sick. Occasional abdominal pain, it should be fine if you have been to a clean room. I never thought that in an hour, the master went to the clean room three times, and his stomach cramped from time to time, and his face became more and more ugly.

Su Mu was shocked to realize that something was wrong, and despite He Qi's obstruction, he came to meet Mrs. Tai.

Mrs. Tai was anxious, and immediately stepped to the martial arts arena.

Zheng, who was also "anxious", took Mrs. Tai's arm and went to the martial arts arena together.

He Qi really didn't feel good.

He seemed to have unbearable abdominal pain, his brows furrowed tightly, and his handsome face turned white. The hand holding the long knife trembled slightly. Zhu Qijue, who was not his enemy in the past, was able to hold a knife and fight him to a draw.

Zheng was secretly happy in his heart, and his voice was full of eagerness and worry: "Mother-in-law, San Lang is too stubborn and competitive. If you are unwell, you should rest, and if you continue to practice like this, won't it hurt your body? ”

Mrs. Tai's heart sank: "Stop!" ”

Zhu Qijue actually didn't want to practice for a long time. But the cousin insisted on continuing, and he didn't dare not. Even now, my cousin didn't stop, and he didn't dare to stop first......

As soon as Mrs. Tai's voice entered her ears, Zhu Qijue breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly shouted: "Cousin! Stop! ”

He Qi seemed to have not heard it, and still waved his knife forward. Zhu Qijue could only block with a knife. The two knives intersected, and it was Zhu Qijue who had a slight advantage.

Mrs. Tai's anxious voice came into her ears: "San Lang! Stop! ”

He Qi frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. A nameless anger flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly threw away the long knife in his hand, ignoring the people around him.

It must be an unbearable abdominal pain!

After pulling for a whole day, my hands and feet are soft, and I don't even have the strength to walk.

Zheng sneered proudly in his heart, and comforted the anxious Mrs. Tai softly: "Mother-in-law, don't worry. I'll order someone to call a doctor to see Saburo. ”

Mrs. Tai's brows were almost twisted into a knot, and she opened her mouth and said, "Order someone to go to Huimin Medicine Hall and ask Miss Cheng to come and see San Lang." ”

Zheng was stunned at first, but quickly came back to his senses and opened his mouth to respond.

There is also a process of drinking medicine to cure diseases. The abdominal pain is like this, and it is difficult to recover in a few days. Not to mention inviting Cheng Jinrong, even if he looked at Du Heng Cheng, the most famous divine doctor of the Great Chu Dynasty, it would be useless.

Tomorrow's imperial guard election, He Qi will definitely not be able to participate.

Zhu Qijue, Zheng Qinghuai, and Ye Lingyun looked at each other.

He Qi is determined to win the general election of the imperial guards. During this period of hard training, even the three of them were trained to the point that life is worse than death.

If He Qi didn't go, of course the three of them wouldn't have to go.

Strangely, they are not excited now, but there is something strange that is not the taste.

"What do we do now?" Ye Lingyun asked in a low voice.

Zheng Qinghuai shrugged: "What else can I do?" Let's stay and accompany He San first! lest he be angry in his heart, and think wildly, and he can't think of it anymore......"

"Phew!"

Zhu Qijue and Ye Lingyun took a sip together: "Shut your stinky mouth!" ”

……