At this time, Wu Cheng jumped out and forcibly joined the group chat.

Wu Zhen said: This skirt really suits you. Pretty.

The two glared at Wu Zhen angrily: You gave this skirt?

Wu Zhen said: That's right.

The two of them pressed Wu Zhen to the ground together: Okay, it turns out that you are the culprit.

Wu Yi was puzzled: What did I do wrong?

The little persimmon said: Look what you have become of your senior brother, he just kept announcing that he wanted to be a woman!

Wu Ling said: What's wrong with her wearing a skirt, she was originally a woman.

They both asked, "What do you mean by that?"

I spoke before Wu Cheng and fought for a confession.

I said, "It's complicated, but I used to be a man and I'm a woman."

The three of them blinked side by side, looking at me with their eyes open.

I said, "Have you heard of Yi Rongdan?"

The three of them nodded in unison.

I said, "I ate that stuff when I was born, that's why I changed my gender."

Xue said: Yi Rong Dan is equivalent to a legend in the rivers and lakes, because it is too rare, almost no one has seen it.

I said, "Yes, I heard that there are only three."

Little Persimmon asked: Then Yi Rong Dan is so powerful, why has Senior Brother changed back now?

I said: Because my Yirong Pill was not refined, and the person who was halfway through refining died, the effect was greatly reduced.

The three of them cast sympathetic glances in unison.

Wu Zhen said: No wonder when I first saw you, I didn't think you looked like a girl at all.

I said: After all, it has been rough for almost 20 years, how can it be said that it is delicate.

The three of them took turns asking questions, and I patiently answered them one by one, and it was already noon when everyone cleared up their doubts. Except for me, who was hungry, they all said they were not hungry, and I guess I had enough to digest them for a day.

Wu Zhen cooked a bowl of noodles for me and beat an egg.

I wrote a letter while soaking noodles, but I decided to write a letter to say goodbye to him.

Some hypocritical words can't be spoken, but they are written.

In front of the gate of the King Kong Sect, I rode a small spot, a good horse each on Snow and a little persimmon, and walked away with a few words of sensationalism.

In order to take care of Madara, the other two good horses also had to slow down. We crossed Luodao as one foot into Chang'an, and I regret that I didn't bring some Luoyang specialties to honor my master. But if you really bring special products, it is like a group trip out of the valley, but there is no embarrassment of escaping death.

Halfway through, the little persimmon suddenly said that he wanted to take advantage of this to go home, although he failed to kill the head of the house and become the head of the hall, fortunately, it was also a blessing in misfortune to be able to visit relatives and friends. What has always puzzled me is that my father and mother and sister have disappeared as if they have disappeared from the world. Could it be that my father and mother owe gambling debts and ran away with my sister overnight? But my father is a top ten good man who does not gamble, does not drink and does not prostitute himself, although my second mother is a stepmother, but she is also a pure temperament and does not fight with everyone's beautiful lady, thinking about it, it is only possible that my sister with a beautiful face and moon appearance has caused some trouble, Mr. Lu often says that this is probably what it means. I was depressed in my heart, obviously I was a fellow mother, but she did the trouble, but I could only harm myself.

When I arrived in Chang'an, I completely figured out the life experience of the little persimmon, and people are not called persimmons at all, but the son of the world. His father is the famous King of Changping, the uncle of the current saint. And I stubbornly called the royal family and nobles as fruits and vegetables in the market.

When I learned that this son was not the persimmon, I knelt down on the stone steps in front of the Changping Palace, you must know that if I call the son of the Changping Palace, it will be equivalent to scolding the King of Changping is a big persimmon. And I, a man in the market, actually yelled at the prince of Changping, and even if I had nine heads, it would not be enough to cut off.

The little persimmon said: Senior brother, don't be like this, I am the son of the world in the court, and I am a little persimmon in the valley.

I said, "Your father taught you so well."

Little persimmon said: It has nothing to do with my father, it is all taught by my mother.

I wondered: Your family is so good, and your father is the king of Changping, why did he send you to the rivers and lakes?

As we all know, the rivers and lakes have always been at odds with the imperial court. The rivers and lakes pay attention to the rules, and the court follows the etiquette, and it seems that they are all bound by something, but because the items and parts of the bindings are different, the impact is naturally very different. The imperial court has been fighting wars with various countries all the year round, and when it can't be defeated, it asks for peace talks, sends beauties, gold, silver and jewelry, and really can't bear to cut some land and give it to the other party. Gangs in the rivers and lakes often fight with each other, and when they fight, a group of people fight to the death, because the disciples are better mobilized than the army, and the frequency of fights is much higher. On the contrary, the two sides often fight over a woman or some money.

Little Persimmon pulled me and Xue into the house and prepared us melon seeds, peanut juice, flower tea. It seems that the story is quite long and complicated.

Little Persimmon said: When I was eight years old, the imperial court fought with the Nanban, and the saint was not a few years older than me at that time, so my father ran to the front line to kill the enemy. My mother was not at ease with my father, so she secretly followed. I couldn't bear my mother, and I planned to follow me secretly, but my nurse couldn't rest assured when she found out, so she secretly followed-

Xue and I ate the air with our mouths open, and the melon seeds in our hands spilled all over the ground.

I said, "If you continue like this, your whole palace will run out."

Xue picked up the melon seeds again and asked, "And then?"

The little persimmon said: Ah, then my nurse was kicked out of the barracks, and I was kicked out of the barracks again, and my mother had to take me and the nurse back.

The melon seeds were scattered all over the ground again.

The little persimmon said: The point is here, my mother took us back when I met the deserter of the Nanban, the deserter saw that my mother was dressed as a rich man in the city, and his brain was hot and he didn't run away, and he grabbed my mother and wanted to go back to invite merit, I saw that the barbarian arrested my mother and asked to follow, and my nurse saw that I was arrested, and she also wanted to follow.

This story is too long, and the so-called focus is not the point at all, and Xue and I are so bored that we peel each other's melon seeds and feed each other.

The little persimmon said to himself: As a result, we went to the Nanban military camp and met the king of the Nanban.

I interjected and asked, "How does the king of the Nanban look?"

The little persimmon said: Ugly, extremely ugly.

I said, "How ugly is that?"

The little persimmon said: There is a cook in our valley named Wan Defu, do you know?

Xue and I nodded understandingly.

Xue said: If it is really the same as Wandefu, it is indeed ugly enough.

The little persimmon said: The barbarian king who is like Wandefu actually took a fancy to my mother, my mother swore to die, just when the barbarian king wanted the overlord to bow hard, my father took thousands of troops and horses to kill him, and the barbarian king turned around and took my mother to run, fortunately, my mother grew fat, and ran a few steps to lie on the ground. The barbarian king couldn't hold and hug, and his back couldn't move, so he simply gave up. After returning to the palace, my mother has been sick, getting thinner and thinner, whether it is the imperial doctor in the palace or the famous doctor in Chang'an City, they are helpless, and my mother has lost weight after half a year. So my father began to look for a famous doctor in the rivers and lakes, and offered a reward of 100 taels of gold, and at this time the valley lord appeared, and it only took ten days to cure my mother.

I thought to myself, Master really loves money. But then I thought, Master, why does a person from the rivers and lakes want so much money.

At this time, the mother of the little persimmon, that is, the princess of Changping, pushed the door in, looking at her plump figure and steady pace, it can be seen that the master is indeed rejuvenated.

Princess Changping asked: Pork ribs, what are you talking about?

Pork ribs are the milk name of small persimmons. The big name of the little persimmon is Lu Hui. The reason why he took the name pork ribs is mainly because his mother loves sweet and sour pork ribs, and when others are in the bowl, they are screaming "ahhhh His mother originally planned to take pork ribs from the daimyo and call them Lu pork ribs. But the royal family was very opposed and felt that it was an insult to the royal family. His mother thought about it, braised pork ribs are not as delicious as sweet and sour pork ribs, if the child's father's surname is Tang, how good it would be, then the child must be named Tang vinegar pork ribs.

I think my father is fortunate not to be as fashionable and avant-garde as Princess Changping, otherwise I would not have been named "Jiangyang Thief".

The little persimmon made a big gift to his mother, and then offered the new tea he had made with both hands.

The little persimmon said: I was just talking about the time when we were tied up to the barbarians, and after you came back, you had a serious illness.

Princess Changping nodded and said: Yes, fortunately, there was a ruthless valley lord to save her.

Little persimmon said: My mother just thinks that my master has excellent medical skills, good martial arts, and is handsome, so she simply sent me to learn some skills.

Princess Changping said: Pork ribs, how old are you this year.

The little persimmon said: Mother, I am sixteen years old this year.

Princess Changping touched the head of the little persimmon, and watched her son, who had not seen her for many years, grow up and burst into tears.

The little persimmon got into her mother's arms and called her mother one after another.

His mother screamed for ribs.

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