The world's good ministers will be among the nine products, and the world's martial artists will also be among the nine products.

Of the nine grades of martial artists, only two grades are a watershed, far separating the remaining seven grades.

The masters of those small sects and factions on the rivers and lakes, the head of the dart bureau is about one of these two products, and then those who are one of the first products on the Internet, looking at the Southern Dynasty, I am afraid that it is only two slaps. Among them, these two slaps have a small half of the slap nest in the Jinling Palace, such as the cheap master of Erhei, is a product master, it is said that it has now reached the realm of a product in the sway.

There are four realms in the first product, and those who want to enter the first product will enter the dragon gate. This dragon gate is taken from the words of the carp leaping over the dragon gate, and taking this step is the real master who can turn the dragon and run rampant in the world.

Although Huang Qing has never practiced martial arts, from the figure of this Nizi, it is estimated that he is also a first-class master who has entered the Longmen realm.

As for why a dignified master is still a stunning beauty, he is willing to play the pipa by his side as a girl, and even make a little name for Huazi with himself, Huang Qing didn't think about it. It's not that I lack the heart, but I know that even if I think about it and guess it, it won't be a good result. When he left Jinling City, the picture of hundreds of officials toasting and celebrating seemed to be able to appear in Huang Qing's mind, and in this line, I am afraid that I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at him.

"Hey, if you knew better, you would have harmed your daughters first. Huang Qing shook her head and smiled, looking at Zhang Taozhi who used her thighs as a pillow, Huang Qing's hand gently slid over her creamy face, Huang Qing took out an inferior wooden hairpin from his arms and gently inserted it into her bun.

With these copper plates on his body, no matter how good the hairpin is, Huang Qing can't afford it. I don't know what I think about this big gentleman, I'd rather be hungry than buy this dispensable ornament, but I don't know if she will like it?

The sun rises in the east, the morning sun is sprinkled on Huang Qing's handsome face, Huang Qing silently calculates, after today, there will probably be no need to be so poor and suffer, but go south to Longhu Mountain with great fanfare. I'm afraid there will be a lot of moths along the way, especially my cheap queen mother, who will definitely not give up!

"Girl, do you want to watch the sunrise?" Huang Qing gently pinched the ears of the little lazy cat and said softly.

Zhang Taozhi twisted her head in a foggy way, and the little lazy cat seemed to be very dissatisfied that someone disturbed her sleep.

Huang Qing grinned, looking at the villagers who were rising at sunrise, Huang Qing gently put his finger to his mouth and made a silent gesture.

The sun gradually rose, the morning glow had passed, Zhang Taozhi woke up from his sleep, rubbed his eyes, and saw Huang Qing's regretful expression, and there were some doubts.

"Little lazy cat, Childe's legs are unconscious from your pillow. Huang Qing stretched out his hand and gently scratched Zhang Taozhi's pretty nose and smiled.

Zhang Taozhi looked apologetic when he heard this, and when he saw that Huang Qing's clothes on his thighs were soaked to the point that he couldn't look good, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and a touch of red light quickly surged up Zhang Taozhi's face to the root of his ears. It seems that his indecent sleeping appearance has been seen by his son, and his daughter's family has always paid the most attention to appearance, and now this embarrassed appearance makes Zhang Taozhi eager to find a crack in the ground to get into, and he is ashamed to death.

Huang Qing smiled and looked at Zhang Taozhi's embarrassed appearance, probably this red glow is more beautiful than Fang Cai's. With that hint of a smile, Huang Qing said: "No one has ever been as bold as you and dared to use His Royal Highness the Prince's thigh as a pillow." He also used His Highness's clothes as a spittoon, how do you think I should punish you?"

Zhang Taozhi buried his head deeper when he heard this, waiting for his husband's reproach like a child who had done something wrong.

"Childe, I was wrong... I won't in the future..."Zhang Taozhi's words were intermittent, and before he finished speaking, he heard Huang Qing laugh and said: "Verbal confession of mistakes doesn't work!"

"How is that son going to punish me?" Zhang Taozhi raised his head and pouted.

Huang Qing touched his chin and looked Zhang Taozhi up and down with the appearance of a flower thief, which made Zhang Taozhi stunned and flustered. In the end, Huang Qing pointed to the wooden hairpin on Zhang Taozhi's bun with one hand and said solemnly: "Punish you, don't say that this hairpin is ugly!"

Zhang Taozhi was stunned when he heard this, reached out and touched his hair bun, and then Zhang Taozhi immediately stood up and looked at the big water tank not far away.

Reflected in the water, hibiscus is like a willow like an eyebrow, and a wooden hairpin on the top of the head is obliquely inserted into the bun, although the hairpin is rough in workmanship, but at this moment in the eyes of Zhang Tao, this hairpin is very good-looking!

"Thank you, Childe!" Zhang Taozhi blushed and said sweetly.

Huang Qing rubbed his thighs and smiled, "As long as you don't think this hairpin is ugly." ”

"This hairpin is very beautiful, this is the best gift I have ever received in my life!" A pair of peach blossom eyes smiled into a crescent moon, and the pear vortex on both cheeks appeared, this smile will kill His Royal Highness the Third Prince.

"Wash up, presumably the prefect of Jianzhou should also come. Huang Qing glanced at the general who had spent the night on the ground, he was drenched in cold sweat at this moment, and he didn't dare to squeak, just because he had just heard the words His Royal Highness.

But after a while, this small village was surrounded by heavy soldiers and horses, and a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe with a white bird embroidered on his chest and a black veil on his head was tight, and said in a deep voice: "There are no bandits and soldiers in this village, but you are misleading?"

"You can't be wrong, sir! You see, General Niu is lying on his stomach at the head of the village. A soldier reported.

The middle-aged man looked at it, it was really our Jianzhou general, and this funny appearance could be regarded as losing the face of the imperial court.

The middle-aged man said with a gloomy face: "Let's go, go and see!"

The sound of horses' hooves, the sound of tall horses, and the snorting of tall horses, a young man stood in front of everyone with a smile on his face.

"My lord, it's him! There is also a kid, that kid is strong in martial arts, be careful!" As he spoke, a group of samurai guarded the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, looked at this fearless young man, and said suspiciously: "This official is the prefect of Jianzhou, young man, can you report your name?"

Huang Qing glanced at the scene of the ambush on all sides and smiled.

"Wang Hong, a thirteen-year jinshi in Jianhe, has a sixty-year-old mother, Mrs. Hu, two daughters and a son. He served as the prefect of Jianzhou for more than five years. "When he was interested in the name of Jianzhou, Huang Qing simply read the files of local officials, but he didn't expect it to come in handy now. It's been two or three years now, and even Huang Qing himself admires his unforgettable ability.

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, this kind of thing can only be known by asking a little, what is unusual? But then the middle-aged man grew up, and his mouth was a little stunned.

I only heard that Huang Qing told Wang Hong's resume from being a jinshi to now serving as the prefect, and even the details of the years and months were clear. Suddenly, a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed from Wang Hong's forehead, this kind of detailed official resume is only available in the ministry, and if you look closely, this young man reveals a sense of nobility.

Thinking of this, Wang Hong immediately turned over and dismounted, waved away the guard in front of him with one hand, stepped forward and asked, "Dare to ask the surname of the son?"

The corners of Huang Qing's mouth twitched slightly, and he said lightly: "Childe, my surname is Huang!"