Lao Shi let the eighth elder brother sit at the top, and a few close princes and ministers sat together, just like modern people huddle together to watch a boxing match.

The stage was in full swing, and it was Yue Zhongqi's turn to play.

He lifted the royal blue robe, pinned it to his waist, and underneath it was a pair of cyan tight short trousers, black boots, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, thin lips and a smile, and his appearance attracted countless attention.

Before he started fighting, Xiao Fugua, who inherited his mother's face-controlling temperament, nodded his little fat head and clapped his hands and shouted: "Great"

The little milk voice was in the front row again, so Yue Zhongqi, who was deaf and clear-sighted, heard it all of a sudden, turned his head sideways, raised his eyebrows lightly, showed a smile, and arched his hand in the direction of Xiao Fugua.

Xiao Fugua blushed excitedly, smiling and squinting, and slapped hard, looking like a little fat fox cub!

Lao Shi felt sour in his heart, smash it, how can you be so ignorant, Ama is more harmful than this kid!

He secretly rubbed his mind in his heart and made up his mind that he would find a few people to practice tomorrow and show Xiao Fugua that he was still too young and had too little knowledge.

But then Yue Zhongqi used his strength to tell Lao Shi that there is a distinction between geniuses and ordinary people in martial arts, and it is obvious that Yue Zhongqi is a genius.

The opponent almost gave away points, but in three or five rounds, Yue Zhongqi sent him on the road with a beautiful side leg.

Eighth Elder Brother smiled lightly, as if nothing happened, "This is Yue Zhongqi, the people of the Yue family are really talented in martial arts, and this year's martial arts seems to be him." ”

Lao Shi was excited, so he couldn't help but carry it with him: "Speaking of Wenju, after all, the test is Sinology, and the Han people naturally have an advantage, but the martial arts are not, I have a lot of warriors in the Qing Dynasty, and it may not be that a Han person dominates in martial arts." ”

The eighth elder brother was stunned and said, "If you don't have another favorite candidate." ”

Lao Shi thought to himself, how can I have it, but there is a signature handsome, mysterious and meaningless smile on his face.

Someone said: "This year's gambling game, I don't know how many people will press on Yue Zhongqi." ”

This is also something that the imperial court has repeatedly prohibited, and everyone knows it.

"Yes, according to our opinion, Yue Zhongqi still has a big win, although he is Han, but the descendants of Yue Yuanshi are not annoying, and among the Han people, we will serve the Yue family."

Everyone laughed and beat it, but afterwards there would definitely be news that Lao Shi didn't look down on Yue Zhongqi and the like, so it basically set up a little barrier between the two.

The eighth elder brother did this, naturally because he had a discerning eye for people, and decided that Yue Zhongqi would definitely be a promising person in the future, and he must be a capable military general, so he would invest so much in advance.

When Yue Zhongqi stepped down, someone called him to this table, greeted the two elder brothers, and discussed together that they would go to Chongyang Tower to drink two cups after the game.

Lao Shi pouted, listening to his phoenix say that the starling brother has never taken people to Chongyang Lou to eat without paying, all by brushing his face, Jiufujin was startled when he saw the ninth elder brother take home the bill to her last time, and said to his phoenix that in just half a year, the eighth elder brother ate more than 8,000 taels of silver in Chonglouyang and did not pay the bill, one is to prove that the dishes in Chongyang Lou are really expensive, and the other is to show that the eighth brother really never treats himself as an outsider.

People, that's it, if you like someone, it's good, if you don't like someone, it's a shortcoming.