When a man sees a woman, especially a beautiful woman, he has nothing more than two things on his mind.

Huaan is no exception.

The pounding in his mind came at the same time as his physical impulse, which made him very ashamed of himself when he was still a beggar in the morning.

Behind the desire, is whether you have the confidence to have this desire.

Therefore, when that thought flashed through Hua An's mind, his heart was full of shame.

What comes to mind the most is not words like "obscene" and "dirty", but "unworthy".

He is not wise that is not wise for himself.

But many times, this kind of self-knowledge is just a spirit of self-deprecation to make one's heart more comfortable.

The red-faced Hua An didn't even notice that the girl had opened the door and left.

Seeing that the words were also leaving with Liu Weiwei, Aunt Kang breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and just saw Hua An covering his nose with his back there.

Aunt Kang knew what was going on as soon as she guessed, walked over with a chuckle, put her hand on Hua An's shoulder and asked, "Is it good-looking?"

Hua An's body trembled slightly, and he snorted: "Good, good, good-looking!"

Aunt Kang smiled: "Just look at it, what are you afraid of?"

Hua An whispered: "I, I don't dare to look at it!"

Aunt Kang patted Hua An's shoulder and said, "Sit down, remember, from today onwards, you are no longer a beggar, and you don't have to look down on people anymore." ”

Looking at Hua An's slightly evasive eyes, Aunt Kang shook her head slightly.

You don't have to do it overnight, so take your time.

After thinking about it, Aunt Kang said: "Hua'an, we have many female dependents in the Songzhu Pavilion, even if your current identity is my nephew, you can't walk around, let alone bump into the guests in the pavilion." Also, you are not allowed to go over there, you are a man with strong blood, and you can't resist the temptation over there. ”

Hua An nodded and said, "It's all up to my aunt's arrangement, I have hands and feet, and I won't eat white food here." ”

Aunt Kang said "um", and then said: "I have ordered someone to clean up a side room for you from downstairs, adjacent to Agui, although there are also men in the museum, but only Agui stays in the museum at night, the room is not big, but it is enough to live, you and Agui also have a companion." ”

Hua An remembered the young man he had seen in front of the Shochiku Pavilion in the morning.

Aunt Kang saw that Hua An's expression was a little calmer, and she was no longer as restrained as Fang Cai, and asked with a smile, "Hua An, do you need anything else?"

Hua An thought for a while, lowered his head and raised his eyes to look at Aunt Kang, and asked in a low voice, "Auntie, I wonder if I can prepare some pen and paper for my nephew?"

Aunt Kang was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "It's worthy of being sent by Master Painting, what's the matter?

Hua An shook his head again and again and said: "No, no, how can I have the ability of Mr. Painting, I, I want to write something." ”

Aunt Kang looked at Hua An, who was a little nervous again, and said softly: "I didn't expect that I have such a knowledgeable nephew, who can write books and treatises, this matter is not difficult, I will let someone send you some when I go back." ”

Hua An looked more and more cramped, and his face turned red.

Who are the people who write books and treatises? They are all university scholars who are famous in history, and he is just a person who makes up stories.

In ancient times, there were "nine streams and ten families", and the family was a non-mainstream business, where did you dare to mention the word "treatise".

What's more, he is not even a "non-stream" now.

The door opened, Zizi walked in, and Aunt Kang handed over an inquiring look.

Zizi shook his head slightly, stuck out his tongue and said, "Aunt Kang, Miss Weiwei asked me to ask you when she will leave." ”

Aunt Kang was a little unsure, and asked again, "She's not angry?"

Zi Zi nodded and said: "I listened outside for a while, and there was no movement, and then Miss Weiwei called me in, and when I went in, I took a look, and everything was fine." ”

Aunt Kang thought for a moment and said, "Zizi, you take my nephew Hua'an to his room, and I'll talk to Miss Weiwei." ”

After speaking, he said to Hua An: "Come, you go, come to your aunt if you have anything." ”

Hua An let out a "hmm" and went with the words.

The words led the way in front, and he looked back at Hua An, who looked down but quietly looked around, and coughed lightly.

Hua An was taken aback, hurriedly withdrew his gaze, and looked down at the road.

Knowing Hua An's true identity, he naturally wouldn't treat him as Aunt Kang's nephew, but following him, he looked much more pleasing to the eye than the painting master.

Zizi tilted his head and thought about it, it seems that the vast majority of the guests who came to the Songzhu Pavilion, as long as they were not five short figures, fat and bloated people, seemed to be better looking than the painter.

There is one thing about this master painter that no one else can do.

I really don't know where this painting master got such a big confidence, is it because he is a painting adult?

But she felt that the pride that came out of the bones of the painting adults did not seem to be brought by relying on external objects.

Seeing that Agui was setting up a table downstairs, Zizi said hello, Agui stopped what he was doing, put the rag on his shoulder, trotted over, and grinned, "Sister Zizi, what's the matter?"

Zizi glanced at Hua An, and said to Ah Gui: "Ah Gui, you take Brother Hua to his room first, and then take him around, remember, you can't go over there, do you hear?"

Ah Gui glanced at Hua An and said with a smile: "No problem." ”

Zizi turned around and said, "Brother Hua, you go with Agui, you can come to me at any time if you have anything." ”

Hua An arched his hand and said, "There is a girl with the word Lao." ”

Zi Zi smiled, and said with a smile: "Brother Hua doesn't need to be so polite!"

After saying that, he turned around and went upstairs.

This night, the guests who came to the Songzhu Pavilion were fortunate to see Miss Weiwei's performance, and also heard the not-so-good news that Miss Weiwei was leaving the Songzhu Pavilion temporarily.

The night of the lying stone is as cool as water.

Jia Nanfeng, who had just sat on the ground, stood up again and stood by the fire.

Martial arts practitioners are more fearless than ordinary people, but in addition to being a martial arts practitioner, he is also the head of a sect.

After many years of pampering, he was very uncomfortable sitting on this cold stone.

He didn't want to squat, the deputy head of the Qingyun Sect, squatting there to bake the fire, like what words?

In fact, he didn't want to stand either, but right now, he didn't seem to have a choice but to stand.

Jia Nanfeng was a little angry in his heart,

Even if you Lu Yiping are in a hurry, you can't ignore me, anyway, I, Jia Nanfeng, am also the deputy head of Qingyun Sect, your Lu Yiping's uncle.

After a day and night on horseback, the only time I rested, I borrowed the light of the horse.

It's just a little rest for half an hour.

Lu Yiping sat on the ground with a golden knife, picked up the water bladder, opened the plug and poured a large mouthful of water, took out the dry food from his arms, took a bite, saw Jia Nanfeng standing still and did not sit down, chuckled, and asked: "Uncle Shi, let's sit down and rest for a while, we have to continue to hurry after a while." ”

Jia Nanfeng flicked his sleeves and looked at Lu Yiping and said, "I said Yiping, you don't want to think about it, no matter how fast he runs Yuan Xi, he can still outrun our four-legged horse?

Lu Yiping said indifferently: "It's about the safety of my Pingnan City, I can't delay for a moment, Uncle Shi still eats some dry food and drinks some water, otherwise I won't have time to eat again later." ”

Jia Nanfeng stared at Lu Yiping for a moment, and said angrily: "Even so, this place is only half a day's journey from Pingnan City, why do you and I rush to Pingnan City in the middle of the night?"

Lu Yiping thought for a while and said: "Uncle Shi is right, since this is the case, we will rest here for half the night, set off in the second half of the night, and arrive in Pingnan City before dawn." ”

He had finished his dry food, resting his head on his arms and lying back.

Jia Nanfeng looked down a few times, chose a fairly smooth stone, secretly exercised, and sat down cross-legged.

It was true that Lu Yiping was in a hurry to return to Pingnan City, but he was in such a desperate hurry, in fact, it was intentional.

is to make Jia Nanfeng suffer a little.

At this time, no matter how he looks at Jia Nanfeng, he looks like a scheming person.

not only calculated Yuan Xi, but also calculated him Lu Yiping.

After the double strands, Jia Nanfeng gradually adapted to the temperature and hardness of the slate.

He took out the dry food from his bosom, broke half of it and put it in his mouth, and after sending it down in one bite, he put the rest of the dry food on the ground and did not eat it again.

The dry food is a pastry brought out of the palace, and it is still very delicate and delicious, but after eating it for two days in a row, Jia Nanfeng can't swallow it anymore.

At this moment, even if it is a cup of coarse tea and a bowl of light rice in front of you, it is excellent.

hates him Lu Yiping, when he passed by the town, he Lu Yiping rode a horse and galloped past the town without looking, did he really not even have the kung fu to eat a meal?

You can't feed the horses in the town?

The more Jia Nanfeng thought about it, the more angry he became, and felt that his nephew didn't take him as an uncle too much.

After all, since the death of his senior brother, he Lu Yiping has not returned to Qingyun Sect to take a look.

In that case, he had nothing to take care of.

Raising his eyes to look at Lu Yiping, Jia Nanfeng was accumulating his palms.

At this time, Lu Yiping suddenly sat up and looked at Jia Nanfeng.

Jia Nanfeng remained silent, looked at Lu Yiping and said, "Yiping, why don't you lie down? Is it too panicked on the ground? It's not that Uncle Shi said that you, just find an inn to rest along the way, and you and I won't sleep in this wilderness in the middle of the night." ”

Lu Yiping stood up and said, "Uncle Shi, I didn't think it through and made you tired." In this way, I suddenly remembered that there was still a bear skin on my saddle, and I will go and get it for my uncle, so as to save you from having to work and fever. ”

Jia Nanfeng's face moved slightly, looked at Lu Yiping and said, "Since this is the case, then you can bring it to Uncle Shi!"

Lu Yiping didn't rush to get the bear skin, but asked Jia Nanfeng, "Does Uncle Shi know where this bear skin came from?"

Jia Nanfeng looked up at Lu Yiping and said, "Could it be that you hunted it with your own hands?" With your skills, it is still very easy to hunt a bear!"

Lu Yiping shook his head, looked at Jia Nanfeng and said softly, "It was killed by Yuan Xi." ”

Hearing Lu Yiping mention Yuan Xi, Jia Nanfeng's heart moved slightly, and he said with regret: "Speaking of which, Uncle Shi, I also like that Yuan Xi very much. Those of us who practice martial arts naturally like such juniors to be born later. Master knows that you have a heart of love for talents, but Yuan Xi committed the heinous crime of killing the king, even if he can get away with it, there is no place for him to hide in this Bazhou. ”

Lu Yiping looked at Jia Nanfeng and said softly: "Uncle Shi, now that I think about it, I don't know something. ”

Jia Nanfeng asked, "What's wrong?"

Lu Yiping looked at Jia Nanfeng's robe sleeves and said thoughtfully: "Uncle Shi, with Yuan Xi's frightening fingering, I'm afraid Uncle Shi won't have time to stop it, isn't it possible that Uncle Shi is an unpredictable prophet?"

Jia Nanfeng raised his sleeves.

Not only did he lift his sleeves, he used them to cover his face.

Lu Yiping saw the hole in the sleeve, but he couldn't see the face behind him.

And the face behind the sleeves can see him clearly through this small hole.

Lu Yiping took half a step back, frowning slightly.

Jia Nanfeng waved his sleeves, and a burst of strength followed, rolling up the bonfire in front of him and throwing himself at Lu Yiping.

Coincidentally, when Jia Nan's luck reached the double share, Lu Yiping had already begun to be wary of him, for fear that he would assassinate himself.

That's why Lu Yiping sat up and tested him with words.

But Lu Yiping didn't expect that Jia Nanfeng went to Pingnan City with him this time, and the purpose was him Lu Yiping himself.

Jia Nanfeng was not sure to kill Lu Yiping.

He didn't think about killing Lu Yiping.

Lu Yiping's eyes shrank, and he really couldn't help but make a move.

He had already taken precautions, and he slapped the burning firewood from the pavement, and flew backwards for several feet, but before he could stand still, he heard the sound of breaking through the air.

Not allowing him to think, Lu Yiping immediately half-squatted on the ground, and then rolled around, dodging the two flying locust stones hit by Jia Nanfeng.

Now that you've done it, you don't have to worry about anything.

After confirming that Jia Nanfeng was the real murderer, Lu Yiping's annoyance in his heart was swept away, he let out a long roar, slapped the ground with one palm, and rose up, his body flashed left and right, in case Jia Nanfeng sent another hidden weapon.

Jia Nanfeng stood with his hands in his hands, stared at Lu Yiping who had killed, and said lightly: "Yiping, you are not my opponent!"

Lu Yiping, who had been bullied, laughed and said, "What's the matter, how can I, Lu Yiping, be afraid?"

After speaking, he slapped Jia Nanfeng on the chest.

Jia Nanfeng did not retreat, rolled up his sleeves, and directly caught Lu Yiping's palm with one palm.

With a "bang", Lu Yiping slid backwards, and with some blood rolling, he took a deep breath and stared at Jia Nanfeng.

Jia Nanfeng is right, he is indeed not Jia Nanfeng's opponent.

is worthy of being the deputy head of the Qingyun Sect.

Jia Nanfeng said lightly: "Even if you practice your palm technique to the fullest, as long as you still use my Qingyun Sect's Liuyun Palm Technique, it will only reach my level, not to mention that you are still a little bit less meaningful, as for Qingxuangong, it's not that Uncle Shi looks down on you, but now Yuan Xi's internal strength is relatively deep." Tell me, why are you fighting me?"

As a city guard, Lu Yiping is not a reckless person, seeing that Jia Nanfeng did not continue to move, he asked in a deep voice: "What do you want to say?"

Jia Nanfeng asked rhetorically, "Why don't you ask me what I'm going to do?"

Lu Yiping sneered: "What is there to ask? Either kill me or be run away by me." ”

Jia Nanfeng laughed loudly.

Lu Yiping moved slightly on one foot.

Jia Nanfeng suddenly stopped laughing and said coldly: "Want to run, I can't imagine that the dignified Lu Yiping, the general of a city, would retreat without a fight!"

Lu Yiping sneered, looked at Jia Nanfeng and said: "Don't give me any agitation, do you think I will eat your Jianghu people? It's not a pity for me Lu Yiping to die, but if I want to be here now, I gave my life in vain, this is not what a city defender should do." I know I can't beat you, but I'm still hard, isn't this my brain in water?"

Jia Nanfeng chuckled, "You don't fight?"

Lu Yiping said angrily: "It's you who asked me to stop, it's still you who says it's still you, whether you fight or not, give me a happy word!"

Jia Nanfeng sighed.

Lu Yiping was about to turn around.

To whom do you sigh?

Jia Nanfeng said: "Since you guessed that I did it, why don't you ask me why I did this? Haven't you thought about why Yuan Xi was able to escape from me and Ning Kai? As the defender of a city, your mind is so simple?"

Lu Yiping snorted lightly and said: "Do you think I will believe your nonsense? Even if I can't beat you, but you may not be able to kill me, don't think that I, Lu Yiping, have a bad brain, do you think I can't guess that you released the water?

Jia Nanfeng shook his head and sighed: "I originally wanted to let you live for the sake of the same sect, but now it seems that I can only leave you behind!"

After speaking, he kicked on his toes, and at the moment, a walnut-sized stone shot out, blocking Lu Yiping's retreat.

Lu Yiping, who wanted to go to the horse, had to turn around and dodge, and when he saw Jia Nanfeng coming towards him, he didn't want to fight with him, so he flew backwards.

Seeing that there was no hope of riding a horse, Lu Yiping fled in the direction of the mountains and forests.

Of course, for Lu Yiping, this is not called escape.

The art of war has clouds, thirty-six strategies, and walking is the best strategy, which he calls a strategic retreat.

Jia Nanfeng's body is not a few points stronger than Lu Yiping, and Lu Yiping is already a few feet away from him, if he chases after him like this,

He didn't want to chase it like that.

The deputy head of the dignified Qingyun Sect is running in disgrace, like words.

Jia Nanfeng shouted at Lu Yiping: "If you run again, I will ride to Pingnan City to see which of us arrives first!"

Lu Yiping stopped his figure abruptly, turned around, looked at Jia Nanfeng, and said coldly, "Are you threatening me?"

Jia Nanfeng smiled: "I'll threaten you, what can you do?"

Lu Yiping took a deep breath, rolled up his sleeves, pulled out the saber at his waist, held the handle with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "Then come, Jia Nanfeng, even if I Lu Yiping dies today, you Jia Nanfeng may not feel better." ”

Under the black curtain, a white light stood up in front of Lu Yiping.

Jia Nanfeng looked at this white light, his eyes shrank, he stood with his hands in his hands, his fingers moved slightly, and a flying locust stone appeared in his palm.

It was the last locust stone in his hand.

Lu Yiping can not die, but he can't not be injured.

Jia Nanfeng dodged and moved, his thumb secretly buckled the flying locust stone, and waved his palm towards Lu Yiping.

The starry sky shines, but there is no moon.

Seeing Jia Nanfeng's figure step forward, Lu Yiping quickly slashed two swords horizontally to protect his front.

After being forced back by Lu Yiping's two swords, Jia Nanfeng twisted his steps and turned to attack Lu Yiping's side.

Lu Yiping, who only defended and did not attack, didn't say a word, turned around, and continued to protect his body with the long sword in his hand.

Lu Yiping is gambling, betting on a possibility.

At this moment, a stone flew in.

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Yuan Shixin and Sima Wende walked side by side.

This is a great sin of disrespect.

But he Yuan Shixin didn't think so.

The little emperor has been called "Father" for more than ten years, what can I do with him today?

What is a "father"?

It is he Yuan Shixin who is the emperor's godfather.

Is there that Lao Tzu who wants to walk behind his son?

In the past, he Yuan Shixin was afraid of Huo Xingwei, but today, he doesn't care about anything.

He could even guess what the little emperor with stiff wings wanted to do.

The two didn't say anything all the way.

One heart is about to jump out, and the other is calm.

But it is precisely the one whose heart has to jump out is the master of this palace and even the whole world.

The two of them came to the imperial study.

The door was pushed open by Sun Mink Temple, and Sima Wende, who wanted to step in first, stopped his steps abruptly, and said to Yuan Shixin sideways: "Father, please!"

Yuan Shixin said with a smile: "Your Majesty is polite, or Your Majesty, please go first." ”

Sima Wende stepped forward, and Yuan Shixin stepped with him.

The door to the study is very wide, so even if several people enter together, it does not look crowded.

But Sun Mink Temple, who was standing at the door, felt that this gate was narrow.

How can there be two sons of heaven in one world?

When his feet landed, Sima Wende frowned slightly, and then his face was as usual.

From the early dynasty to the present, what else can't be endured?

Entering the study, he did not walk towards his throne, but stood sideways.

There is someone on the throne.

The door of the imperial study was closed by Sun Mink Temple.

Yuan Shixin's face did not change, he looked at Sima Xiangle and said: "It turns out that you are here, don't you know, this chair is no longer something you can sit on? ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Sima Wende and said, "Your Majesty is the king of a country, how can it be so ridiculous?"

Sima Wende was reprimanded by Yuan Shixin and lowered his head.

Sima Xiangle beckoned: "De'er, come here, raise your head, Lord Xiangguo is right, you are the king of a country, how can you let the courtiers reprimand?"

Sima Wende walked quickly to Sima Xiangle's side.

Yuan Shixin stared at the father and son and said, "What? Do you want to learn from that foolish people and come to a father and son soldier to fight?"

Sima Xiangle stood up and said, "Yuan Shixin, I want to talk to you. ”

Yuan Shixin raised his eyelids, "What are you talking about?"

Sima Xiangle said in a deep voice: "I know what you want to do, I can let De'er give up the throne to you, as long as you can guarantee to leave a bloodline for my Sima clan." ”

Sima Wende turned his head to look at Sima Xiangle, "Father, you didn't say that before, I don't want to live alone." ”

Yuan Shixin smiled, he shook his head and said to Sima Wende: "Your Majesty, you are still the son of heaven in the Great Jin Dynasty, I am still my Xiangguo, what kind of throne dragon chair, you want to give it to me, I don't want it yet!"

Then he looked at Sima Xiangle and said: "You are a deposed emperor, what qualifications do you have to talk nonsense with me here? For the sake of Sima Wende who has called me 'Xiangfu' for more than ten years, I will give him a face, you should obediently go back to your deposed emperor's palace!"

Sima Xiangle frowned, "You really can't talk about it?"

Yuan Shixin snorted coldly, "Don't be embarrassed!"

Sima Xiangle stood up, pointed at Yuan Shixin and said angrily: "Enough!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the white porcelain pen on the desk and smashed it towards Yuan Shixin.

Yuan Shixin didn't move, and the pen wash fell in front of him.

Kicking the debris scattered next to his feet with his toes, Yuan Shixin sighed: "It's a good pen wash, but it's a pity, this has to be taken out of the palace, and it won't let people break their heads?"

Ignoring the change in the expressions of the two, he said to himself: "This wash may not be very precious, but once it is stained with the word royal, it will be before, Sima Xiangle, you broke such a valuable thing, but you have to pay for it." ”

Sima Wende was a little anxious, why didn't there be any movement?

What about the group of little eunuchs that my father said he would do?

Didn't you say that Yuan Shixin could be killed in one fell swoop?

Sima Xiangle sighed, looked at Yuan Shixin and said, "What do you want?"

Yuan Shixin sneered and said, "I warned you before, but you didn't listen, you had to be clever." Don't think so badly of me, I, Yuan Shixin, am loyal to the Sima royal family, and I can't afford to be charged with rebellion. Since I am the 'Xiangguo' and His Majesty's 'Father' of the Emperor, I should do what I have to do. ”

After speaking, he quietly looked at Sima Xiangle and said, "Now that the matter is over, you should decide it yourself!"