After the suppression of the Xiangtangshan Uprising, I held a successful celebration, which achieved very good results in terms of strengthening internal cohesion and expanding personal influence, and also unearthed a group of talents. Then this great victory of recovering Killing Hall Mountain and eradicating the undercover agents of the Autumn Hall also needs to hold a grand celebration to publicize the results of the battle.

Of course, I also need to take into account the opinions of Xichun and Manrou in this regard. In the last celebration, I focused on the martial arts tournament with Manrou's opinion as the main one, supplemented by the opinion that Heichun would hold a fish barbecue. So this time, I decided to focus on Xichun's opinion, and the grilled fish banquet is better than the competition, which is more in line with my personal interests.

I forgot which wife Guan Yan once said, never try to guess a woman's mind, it's simply the truth, when I found Xichun to ask for advice on the grilled fish banquet, she changed her mind, this time she actually advocated holding another martial arts competition, and she also set the theme of the competition - the battle between the main hall of the spring palace and the sect of the palace!

She must have this proposal to compete with Manrou, there is no doubt about this, Xichun and Manrou have fought privately I don't know how many times, and they have never decided the winner, maybe because of this, she wants to defeat Manrou in another way. She is now the number two person in the Quan Tilt Spring Palace, and Man Rou is the envoy of the palace's subordinate sect, which is representative, but this is too unfair, right?

I told Xichun that if we really do this, it will definitely make people gossip, it's a bully, and if you want to do this, it's better to compare the amount of food directly with Manrou and win.

Xichun didn't think so, she felt that although the Spring Palace was a high gate of the upper hall, it was no longer in its former glory, and the sects of the palace had either defected or fled, and the only three doors left had an undercover identity as an envoy, which was enough to show that the Spring Palace was no longer authoritative in their minds. She even boldly guessed that not only did the sect of the palace no longer value us, but she was afraid that even the Spring Palace's own family would look down on her. Now that I have done great things, she wants to take advantage of this momentum to improve the image and prestige of the Spring Palace, so that the sects of the palace can honestly guard their duties and dare not do evil thoughts.

I laughed, the excuse was good, but after all, it was still a bully.

Xichun didn't argue with me, she directly asked someone to announce Manrou to Longyang Palace, and raised my doubts and concerns in person. Where is Manrou willing to admit weakness and accept defeat? He agreed on the spot.

I can't help it when things get to this point, who let me be greedy for leisure, publicize Kyushu with the decree of the palace, and divide the internal and external powers of the Spring Palace to the two daughters to take care of, I can't just refute their face after the announcement, so I can only agree. In fact, if you think about it carefully, it's not a big deal, and if the two of them can really distinguish between high and low, there will be less disputes and competition in the future, and my ears will definitely be a lot cleaner.

Qingchun asked me, "Brother, who do you want to win?"

Everyone was organizing Xichun and Manrou to prepare for the martial arts celebration, only I was lazy and idle with Qingchun in the Jingyun Water Pavilion under the guise of dealing with secret teaching affairs, and the two of us were eating spicy fried little stupid chicken around a big pot, this kid suddenly threw out such a sentence without a beginning or end, but I knew that he was referring to Xichun and Manrou.

I smacked my chicken buttocks, flicked my bangs and glared at Qingchun: "What are you little cub asking about, who won't win or not, what's next to you? What's wrong with me again?"

Qingchun poured me a glass of wine: "Brother, who in the Spring Palace doesn't know about you and the palace master and envoy now, I'm just curious about what you think,"

I made this kid happy, I asked: "Why don't you worry about something else?~ There is really something for you to worry about, you know the matter of killing Tangshan and letting me assign it to Mengyou Village, you know, I did it in addition to solving the urgent need, but also to get in touch with them, but since they moved in, there has been no movement at all, can you, the head of the ceremony, think of a way, invite three or two old-timers to participate in this celebration, and put gold on our faces. ”

Qingchun was stopped by me, and he didn't hold back a word for a long time, and he knocked his head with a chicken leg bone to meditate, I was smiling on the surface, but in my heart I was actually turning over the river and the sea, and my personal emotional problems really need to be accurately positioned.

Xichun or Manrou, which is my dish?

If you put this question on the first day of my existence, there will definitely be many people who stand up and say: Do you still need to think about this problem?

Hehehehe, children, as a traverser himself, I once wanted to take the 100,000 harem as the starting goal, but we have to face the reality, and let this seat confirm how unreliable this idea is from several aspects.

First of all, let's look at the most basic mate selection criteria, as a native of Beitai, China, my aesthetic is still very conservative, do I have to find someone of the right age. For those women of the Sword Sect who are fifty, seventy, eighty, or even hundreds of years old, but still maintain the appearance of a girl, I can't accept it at all, and it feels no different from plastic surgery, so in a world where the population of Xianxia is not large, the space for choice is very small.

Secondly, I went to chase Shang Ruochun on the day I went down, but I couldn't even see the tail lights when I was dumped, in order to prevent my fragile feelings from being hurt again, do I have to find those who are interesting to me, or more active. I'm not a love saint, and I didn't change my face when I came to Fan Lei Gong, let alone a seven-foot bird or a dozen abdominal muscles or something, what do I use to chase other people's fairy and beautiful girls, not to mention that I don't have time yet, and I don't have a chance to do these things like soft grinding and hard bubbles and sneaking drugs.

Third, and most importantly, what am I chasing after those girls? Am I addicted to worship or have a strong libido? I didn't hold up for a second in Chun Bing'er's hands, and I wondered if I was sick.

So~ Before I became fond of mature souls, until I had enough choice, until I was sure that I could deal with more of the opposite sex and not be beaten to death by my original partner, I still supported monogamy and strongly advocated premarital sex. I'm a kind-hearted person, if I really have any problems, it's better to find out as soon as possible and break up early, don't delay other girls......

Then I have to choose between Xichun and Manrou, I have occasionally considered this issue in the past, but because I don't have much contact, I don't know much about the relationship, I don't think too deeply, but now I am more and more familiar with the two.

First of all, Xichun, her advantages are obvious: she is good-looking, she is orthodox, and she is a figure on the Xianxia list in terms of cultivation, and her future potential is even more immeasurable, and she has a naturally formed emotion for me. The shortcomings are also obvious: greedy and easy to get fat, and a little rude, and the age is not suitable, five years older than me.

Looking at Man Rou in a different way, the advantages are also obvious: she is beautiful, her family is powerful, although she is not on the Xianxia list, but my analysis should be related to the fact that her heart demon has not been cured of cold disease, how can her real strength be ranked eighty or ninety, and she is extremely infatuated with me emotionally. She doesn't have many shortcomings, but one thing that worries me the most is that her extreme infatuation with me, although it is quite useful, is not normal, and I still don't understand what she is trying to do, and she is extremely immature, with obvious violent tendencies and anti-social plots.

Comparing the two, I still think Shang Ruochun is good......

Shang Ruochun is more beautiful than Xichun and Manrou, and he is younger, and his background, cultivation, and mind are much higher than the second daughter.

Look at it, I, the second generation of black, who has never experienced love, is very lame in dealing with emotional issues, if Ji Xiaoman is fine, I can ask her for advice, but now she doesn't know where to run. Yes, Ji Xiaoman is also one of my choices, Xiaoman's voice is sweet, she has a formal job, and she is still in the same unit as me, and she has a lively and playful personality, but she doesn't know what it looks like.

"Brother, would you like to ask the village chief of Mengyou Village?"

Qingchun asked me coldly, I was so distracted that the chicken butt in my mouth was dry, and I came back to my senses and asked Qingchun: "Do you have a way? Of course, it would be best to invite him." ”

Qingchun said innocently: "I can't do anything, brother, you ask him yourself." ”

I spit out the chicken ass in my mouth and pointed at Qingchun: "As far as your head is long, they banned killing Tangshan, if I can meet him, do you still need to think of a way?"

The laughter of the village chief of Mengyou came from behind: "Hahaha, the Spring Palm Palace, the old decay is so stubborn and rigid in your eyes, do you not care about it at all?"

I looked back and saw that the village chief of Mengyou had been standing in the Jingyun Water Pavilion at some point, and I hurriedly greeted: "Eh, this thing is troublesome, hurry up, the little stupid chicken that is newly out of the pot, you can always taste it." ”

"Hahahaha, you kid understands my mind!" said the village chief Mengyou snatched the chicken butt from my hand, threw it directly into his mouth, chewed a few times and squinted his eyes and nodded: "En~~~ This time it's not spicy." ”

Well, it's impossible, how can the spicy fried little stupid chicken not be spicy?