"Changqing?" Sima Changming was dressed in a gorgeous costume, and at this time he looked like a prince and grandson, rather than the usual warrior dress in Jingzhou that day.

Sima Changming shouted Sima Changqing's name in his mouth, and walked towards the mansion, obviously this Sima Mansion Changqing's mansion, he often came every day, because the slaves along the way all knew him, and saluted and greeted him.

The familiar one came to the study where Sima Changqing often stayed in the past, but when he opened the door, there was no one in the room at all, "Strange? This guy who loves books like his life is actually not in the study?

Sima Changming thought about it while wandering around this mansion at will, and he who had achieved a little success in cultivating martial arts, his ear power was naturally much stronger than that of ordinary people.

"Huh!ha!" I only heard a shouting sound in my ears that can only be seen when practicing martial arts, and I was curious about this, so Sima Changming followed the sound to find it!

In the martial arts arena of Sima Mansion, a tall and somewhat slender figure was standing meticulously on his horse, exhaling and raising his voice at the same time, constantly punching into the air.

However, although the shouting in this person's mouth when he punched was quite imposing, in fact, any real martial artist could see that what this person practiced was just the most ordinary basic fist and kick kung fu.

"Brother Changqing!" Sima Changming came to the martial arts arena, and saw that it was his own brother who made a commotion, who was only fond of literature in the past and was not interested in martial arts at all, and couldn't help but exclaim in shock, and then, a trace of regret and self-blame flashed in Sima Changming's eyes.

With the same surname as Sima, they are brothers of the same clan, although they are of different races, but the two met by fate, met since childhood, and grew up together.

And Sima Changming naturally knew the reason why his brother was not interested in martial arts.

Sima Changqing really doesn't want to be martial arts, but he really can't!

When the two were young, they were playful and bold, and it was inevitable that they would often get into trouble, once the two sneaked out of Jinling City, wanting to go out to "break through", but they didn't want to meet thieves, and their brother Sima Changqing was very seriously injured in order to protect himself.

In the end, although he was rescued by the forbidden army who arrived in time, the root of Sima Changqing's illness fell like this.

Since then, Sima Changqing, who was originally abnormally strong, has become frail and sickly, and needs to be carefully maintained every winter, otherwise he will become seriously ill.

Therefore, the elders of the clan naturally suggested that Sima Changqing should practice martial arts and keep fit, but in the end, everyone regretted that in that accident, Sima Changqing actually hit a trick of internal palm, and the imperial doctor at that time somehow did not diagnose and treat it.

As a result, the injuries that were not very serious and could be healed with just mental energy were delayed for too long, resulting in inability to return to heaven.

Since then, Sima Changqing knew that he would never have a fate with martial arts in this life, so he indulged in literature and studied hard.

Not only the literary saint Kong Ji, but also the heart saint Wang Yangming, who was praised in front of people, after seeing Sima Changqing's talent, he was generally admired, and then he said that it was a pity.

And those masters often sigh, if Changqing can really practice martial arts, it is with his understanding, I am afraid that there will be one more saint and Taoist master under my great promotion!

"Brother, you!" Seeing that his cousin somehow suddenly practiced fist and foot kung fu, Sima Changming inevitably remembered the past, and the feeling of guilt in his heart spontaneously arose.

However, before Sima Changming could say anything, he heard Sima Changqing interrupt his mouth, and then punched towards Changming!

"Touch!" A muffled sound echoed over the empty martial arts arena, silent, and all that was left was Sima Changqing's slight gasp!

If Sima Changqing's punch hits an ordinary person, he will definitely be able to turn him over, after all, Sima Changqing was born in a wealthy family, although his body is sick, but he is carefully recuperated all day long, and as long as he is safe on weekdays, he is much stronger than ordinary people.

But who is Sima Changming? A kung fu has already stepped into the innate state, and it is such an ordinary punch that he can't even feel the pain.

"Shhh

"You kid!" Seeing this, Sima Changqing couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, he naturally understood that his fist was nothing to Changming, so he seemed to be joking and punched him.

"It hurts, it really hurts!" Although Sima Changming said that it hurts, his acting skills are really poor, and this scene fell in Sima Changqing's eyes, which really couldn't help but make him feel a trace of warmth in his heart.

"Why did you have the kung fu to come to me today? Your Majesty is willing to let you out?" Sima Changqing said as he walked to the porch, picked up his robe and put it on, after all, he had just practiced boxing, and he was sweating all over, if he didn't pay attention to keeping warm, he was afraid that it would be easy for the wind to get cold.

When Sima Changming heard this, his face couldn't help but be embarrassed, and then he said, "Brother, don't say it, you are also going out to study, why are you rewarded by your father after you come back, and I will be punished and grounded, this is really unfair!"

"I wish there was a father who could punish me!" Sima Changqing muttered in a low voice when he heard this.

"Brother, what did you say?"

"It's okay, I said, it's not because you sneaked out, Your Majesty punished you, it's also for your good!" Sima Changqing came back to his senses and shook his head lightly!

"Brother, Daoist Qingxuan has made such a big noise in the Jixia School Palace these days, why didn't you go to see it? Originally, I thought that I would come to your mansion to hear you talk about the grand occasion at that time, but unexpectedly, the imperial sister told me that you didn't go at all!" The imperial sister in Sima Changming's mouth is naturally none other than Sima Yanran, the princess of Lingyang.

Ye Qingxuan went to the palace to discuss, although it was inconvenient for him to go in person, but he could still do it by sending a person to pay attention to it.

"Is it??," Sima Changqing was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then a little apology appeared on his face, and then he said, "I have come to my house for a few days, and I am busy entertaining, but I don't have time to go out, and I don't even know that the Taoist is coming, which is really rude!"

Speaking of this, Sima Changqing paused, and then said, "Changming, tell me about the matter!"

Sima Changming shook his head, and then said regretfully, "I also heard from the descendants of the imperial sister's family, saying that the Taoist chief set up a platform in the Daoist Palace, and for more than ten days, he fought with his tongues, and he did not taste defeat, that is, in the Xue Palace, the famous Gongsun Dynasty, who was unparalleled in his eloquence, was defeated by the Daoist!"

"Really!?" Sima Changqing was stunned at first when he heard this, and then nodded, but he silently thought in his heart, "I'm afraid, Daoist Qingxuan is the character really selected by the saints!"

Pressing the thought in his heart, Sima Changqing made a natural appearance, and then affirmed: "Dao Chief's ability, you and I both know, if you are a debater, I am afraid that there is really no one among the subordinates who is his opponent!"