PS: I'm fed up with this grave at some point. Today, I watched the fishman's personal school flower, and wrote more than 3,000 chapters, my God, I feel that I am running out of words when I write 300 chapters. Those who write more than 10 million words are really admirable. Today's four chapters, crying-

It's April, and the grass grows and the warbler flies.

The young men and women who went to the wild frightened the warblers and did not dare to land.

Zuixianju is a green building rather than a restaurant, and the food inside is of course excellent.

As soon as Zhou Sheng arrived, he was welcomed in, and there were many scholars and kings and grandchildren accompanying him, but these were not things he cared about. His gaze shifted to the master for a moment, and then to the dancer/girl.

This is an industry in the workshop, and most of the courtesans are the families of those criminal officials, and the eunuch is a well-informed lady who now makes a living from her humble business.

Half a life is rich, half a life is poor, nothing more.

Li Zhi is a very ambitious young man, he is very serious, if possible, he is a Ming Jun, but this is not Zhou Sheng's business.

After eating half full, Zhou Sheng had already left.

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In the luxurious green building, there is still singing and dancing.

"Your Highness, how is this person?"

Li Zhi's face showed a calm that was not commensurate with his age, and he shook his head and said, "It's a smart person......"

Zhou Sheng is now being put in the limelight by Li Er, and he is involved in this kind of struggle for imperial power, and the most Haode method is not to stand in line easily.

Li Zhi is just a prince. Although the crown prince is dead. But his old rival, Li Tai, the king of Wei, is still alive and well. On the wrong side. It means that death is certain. Of course, this is only for the other guests.

Zhou Sheng's powerful force can make Li Er eyeing him. Even if these princes become the next Li Er, he doesn't think they can do anything to him.

How to kill him?

Poisoning? Or a siege by a large army?

It's useless!

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Zhou Sheng wanted to leave because he felt that someone was waiting for him. It's not a prescience, it's that someone sent an invitation last night.

Li Zhi is out of the horse, so Li Tai will definitely not sit still.

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A mutton stall, the smell of mutton is very tempting.

Steaming white soup. Use chopsticks to press a green vegetable, gurgling, too fragrant.

Haggis soup is suitable for making cakes, mutton is best eaten shabu-shabu, and mutton bones are best used to make soup.

The mutton seller is an old man, wearing a greasy apron, grabbing a handful of chopped green onions, putting them in a large bowl of haggis freshly baked, and letting the heat of the mutton soup simmer the green onions.

The old man's movements are very quick, and his business is also very good.

Zhou Sheng easily found the chubby young man. His appearance is not much different from that of his father.

Moreover, his own temperament is also different from that of the diners around him. Chickens stand up and cranes flock. No!

This is a haughty crane, but now he lowers his head, preferring to burrow in the hen's nest, because he feels that this is a great respect for a chicken, and it is easy to buy the chicken's heart.

That chicken, of course, is Zhou Sheng.

But this chicken is not what he thinks is a small hen, nor is it a big rooster, but a big turkey, a big turkey that can compare the size of an ostrich, and a stronger than a crane...... Chicken!

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No matter what kind of chicken it is, it is used to eat chicken. But cranes can't eat chicken, and those who can eat chicken are cunning weasels or tigers who are naturally strong.

Li Tai ate quickly, picked up the haggis in the bowl with chopsticks, let the temperature drop quickly, blew the white mist on it carefully, and then ate a big bite.

Sheep liver, sheep intestines, sheep lungs, sheep tripe.

He tries to be as approachable as possible, even though he is already very approachable.

But no matter how you behave, no matter how you pretend, this is still a crane, it can pretend to be a chicken, but it is still a crane in its bones!

In fact, he hated the smell of mutton, and even more so the uncleanliness of the street stalls, but he still showed that he enjoyed this life.

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On the opposite side, there is a bowl of mutton soup that has been sitting for a long time, so the temperature is no longer hot and it can be eaten.

A small bowl of mutton soup is enough to show that he has been waiting here for a long time, if it was a guest who had never met him, he would have already worked hard to know his heart.

Zhou Sheng sat down, ate a few hard cakes, accompanied by mutton soup, and ate a round belly.

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He likes the taste, the feeling of being hungry, and that's what a person should have.

Eating enough, with a smell on the body, this is inevitable, and it will be gone after a while.

Wipe your mouth, rinse your mouth, and dilute the taste in your mouth and intestines, and then you can talk about things.

Talking about things, of course, all the characters appear. The old man who sold the mutton soup also made it, and there was no one to make the mutton soup, and the diners all left after eating, and the place was quiet and closed.

Conversation is an art, and of course there must be a weighty foil.

This old man who sells sheep soup is a very heavy scale, a scale that can make the scales deviate.

His name was Li Chunfeng, and he was a disciple of the Taoist leader Yuan Tiangang, and legend has it that martial arts were no longer under his teacher.

Of course, this shijie martial arts practitioner can't live forever, at most two years longer, he can keep his blood like mercury, his hair falls out, and his skin is like a baby.

The meaning of Bao Dan is not really to condense a strong one in the body, but that the whole person is a lump of lead pill, and the blood and qi do not disperse.

In this way, it is not a problem to live for twenty or thirty more years. However, if you practice martial arts and injure your body, you may die twenty or thirty years early.

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Chopsticks tapped on the edge of the bowl, looking at the open sky, Zhou Sheng joked: "You just invite me to eat this......?

The two princes took different routes, one extravagant and the other simple, but obviously neither was useful.

Without speculating for more than half a sentence, after talking about the problem of lack of nutrition for a while, it should be time for each to go his own way. However, obviously, the old man who sold sheep soup didn't know for some reason and didn't want his unstable factor to intervene in the struggle for imperial power, so before parting, he took a chopstick that was still a little oily and gently poked Zhou Sheng's waist.

There is a waist in the lumbar vertebrae, which is the kidney.

The kidneys are watery, immature, and the most critical place for a person. If there is no problem with the kidneys, the toxins in the body cannot be excreted through the urine, then the whole person is finished.

This poke also feels like a mosquito bite, there is nothing to do in the past few days, but after a few days, it may be said, there will be blood!

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Zhou Sheng's skin rebounded slightly, and the chopsticks broke into powder, Li Chunfeng also snorted, took a step back, and was constantly trembling by the hand behind him who was holding the chopsticks, and the tiger's mouth was cracked, and the bones were visible.

The bluestone slab on the ground was also stepped on by him with a deep footprint, and the soles of his shoes were scorched by friction.

Glancing at him faintly, he warned slightly: "Don't try to provoke me again, although legend has it that you can compare to your master, but it's still far from ......"

When Zhou Sheng first came to Tang, he had collided with the most powerful individual life of this shijie, and in the end he won, so he became the most powerful individual life.

Yuan Tiangang has been in retreat for seven or eight years, just trying to defeat him, but in the process of intercepting him in the East Palace last night, he still lost and lost in one move.

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When martial arts exceed a certain limit, there is no meaning.

There is always a big gap between the first in the world and the second in the world.

Looking at the back of the departing green robe, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of the old man's mouth, and there was a deep fear in his expression.

There is only one absurd feeling in my heart, this person is invincible in the world!

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The world is invincible, the world is indeed invincible.

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The years are really shit, you can't catch it, and you can't catch it, otherwise you will catch it with a stinky hand.

Shijie, become a biological child.

This time, he finally had a son. For this woman named Xin Chai, there is no emotion in it, it is more like homework.

If you want to experience the emotions of the world, you need to do this.

But after all, this is not real feelings, then it can't be regarded as real love, and if it is not true love, it cannot be regarded as experiencing red dust. Therefore, Zhou Sheng is trying his best to make himself fall in love with her.

In the academy, when the idiot surnamed Yan died of old age, he, a first-class grandfather, naturally became the new dean of the academy.

Every day's work is to look at those energetic female students. In the past, the academy did not recruit female students, but now because there is a dean who loves female students, the academy has made an exception.

Teachers and students strongly oppose it, male superiority and female inferiority are fixed thoughts, women cannot enter the academy, and the story of Zhu Yingtai will not work in this shijie.

The opposition is invalid, and Li Er will not fall out with him because of these trivial things, especially now that he is at the peak of Zhenguan's prosperity.

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The son was three or four years old, sitting on the small bench opposite Zhou Sheng, and the calmness in his eyes was very inconsistent with his age.

Zhou Sheng was very skeptical that there was a traverser's soul hidden in this small body, and if it would take a few years to come up with a poem of 300 and copy Li Bai and Lao Du, at least get an old Cao out.

"Hey, boy, you understand what I'm saying, don't you?"

He nodded, the sparse fetal hair on his head, and stretched out his little hand to shake him.

In the end, Zhou Sheng did not find out that his son was a traverser, which can only show that his genes are strong and he gave birth to a precocious baby.

The big black horse has become an old dark horse, and after brushing it three times, it is still old and shedding, and he is sick all day long, and he has no energy.

Too lazy to lie down on the licorice and sleep a lot, the meal came to open its mouth, and asked the groom to feed it with a spoon.

For this old brother who is growing old with him, Zhou Sheng keeps thinking of ways to let him live for a few more years.

Recently, I have been a little sad and melancholy, until a certain little girl came to the academy. (To be continued......)