In the dispute between men and women, either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overpowers the east wind.

Lu Wanyi was stern, rigid and soft, Zhu Congzhi coaxed himself, and promised to let Zhang San leave as soon as the pilgrimage meeting was dispersed, and there would be no more to do in the future.

But this matter has retreated, and others have to go further, Zhu Congzhi posted it with a hippie smile, with a little romance on his hands.

Lu Wan knew that her words were a little too radical just now, but out of helplessness, she had to be ruthless, and it was not good to be cold at this time, and within the appropriate range, she would let him be light.

"Sister Wan, Daddy has promised, sooner or later you will have to pass through the door, you will ......" Zhu Congzhi rubbed his body hot, and said vaguely in Lu Wan's ear.

"No, your father agreed, but my father hasn't said it yet. Lu Wan struggled to break free from the fiery crook of her arms, she was also red-faced, her mouth was full of relish, and she was hot, she couldn't bear it after struggling for a while, and now was obviously not the time to be unable to bear it.

Turning to look at Zhu Congzhi's lost appearance, she was a little unbearable, and lowered her head and said quietly: "Sooner or later, it will be yours, and in the future, there will be endless morning and twilight, why bother to make the concubine body lighter for a while." ”

The beauty is shy, amorous, Zhu Congzhi is full of pity, hugging his slender waist from behind, and whispering: "Okay, what you said, you will want to go to the morning and twilight in the future." ”

"I'm afraid that the prince won't be spoiled!" Lu Wan said with a curl of mouth.

Nowadays, men have three wives and four concubines, and the number of things is ordinary, Zhu Congzhi, as a prince, although he will not have three palaces and six courtyards like Taiwu, but a few wives and concubines must be indispensable, and Lu Wan's words are not untargeted.

There are brothers to help in times of crisis, and there are beauties who are jealous in times of romance, which is a blessing in life.

Zhu Congzhi smiled smugly and said, "Let it be... Regardless of the thousands of famous flowers, only Wanmei is the true national color in my heart, and the flowers move the capital when they bloom. ”

He was originally going to say, let the drowning of 3,000, I only take one scoop, and when the words came to his mouth, he remembered that he couldn't do it, and he could change his words temporarily, which was also considered a hurry.

Listening to Zhu Congzhi compare himself to a noble peony, Lu Wan was very happy in her heart, but as soon as she heard the flowers, she inexplicably thought of the three words of flower thief, these three words in her heart, it felt like sand in shoes, stones in rice, and she panicked if she didn't get out.

Forcibly suppressing this unhappiness, Lu Wan replied with a smile: "I hope that your heart is like my heart, and I will live up to it, lovesickness." ”

Lonely men and widows, in love, the two have their own vows.

When Zhu Congzhi returned to the palace happily, it was already dark, Zhang San was still practicing the martial arts field, Mingyue was half lying on a bench on the side, eating and watching, and a large pot of tea was placed next to it, which seemed to be prepared for Zhang San.

"Brother Xian, grinding the gun at this time is not very effective, let's rest, I have to hurry up tomorrow. "Zhu Cong's deputy is in good spirits at happy events.

"Okay, practice for two more rounds and go back. Zhang San replied, and continued to run violently after speaking, his body was like a ghost, Zhu Congzhi couldn't see clearly, and it didn't mean anything, so he didn't bother anymore.

Zhang San is not improving light skills, this thing is not overnight, he is groping for practice, practicing a pair of shoes.

Bai Mingyue pointed out that he was not fast enough when he started, in fact, Zhang San was also a little unspeakable, he had just reached the second floor, in terms of actual light skill speed, he was not as good as his master Wu Liang, and he was also inferior to Yi Ming and the Glacier Heavenly Maiden that he defeated during the day.

One of them has been practicing hard for decades, and the other is the proud daughter of the sky who gathers the directors of two major factions, and he can win because of the wind.

However, running with the wind, others can accept it, and the wind rises on the spot without waiting for running, and he must not be treated as a monster.

Without the help of the wind, the first step of his first run is naturally to lag behind, if it is a long-distance gallop, it is no problem, not worse than this step or two, but in this winning field, the glacier goddess will reach the end of the line with three ups and downs, and he is of course a step behind.

Today's victory over the Glacier Heavenly Maiden is already a narrow victory, but if you meet a master like Ye Kai and Wei Yixiao tomorrow, what will you do?

Slightly anxious, Mingyue brought him a pair of shoes after dinner, and he didn't know who made them, they just fitted.

It doesn't matter if it fits, but Zhang San had the urge to jump up as soon as he put on these shoes, and after groping, he found that he actually installed a machine spring on the soles of his shoes, and it was a shame for this little girl to think of it.

Next, Zhang San has been doing his best to adapt to these shoes in the martial arts field, and about a quarter of an hour after Zhu Congzhi left, the jade rabbit in the sky was born, and the bright moon in the ground stood up, patted the little slap and said: "It's almost, the start is fast enough, and others can't see it." ”

"Isn't this a laipi?" asked Zhang San with a little uneasiness.

"How do you count Laipi? Qinggong is about borrowing strength, no one cares about you even if you put a crutch to help, what is it to install a machine spring, besides, in order to save your senior brother, it is really Laipi, don't you compare?" Mingyue said, Zhang San nodded again and again.

"It's terrible to read less. Mingyue shook her little head and left.

Zhang San picked up the big teapot on the bench and poured a few sips of water, and after running a few times with all his might, he faintly felt like he had broken through, and it seemed that he could really run faster.

Come a few more laps, break the cauldron and sink the boat, fight him for sunrise and sunset, fight against the water, and do it without regrets.

Zhang San plunged headlong into the darkness again.

......

The bitter nights of midsummer are short, and the red sun is made up in the morning.

On this morning, the capital was quiet and lively, thousands of Praetorian Guards lined up from the Forbidden City to Xizhimen, and the royal driver visited the hunting ground in the western suburbs to watch the heroes from all walks of life perform martial arts.

The nobles of Wang Qing, who recruited chivalrous warriors, also took people to set off early, which was the same as the previous dynasty, they had to wait for the emperor, but not the emperor to wait for them.

The night before, the steward of the palace lined up the seats in the hunting ground stands, and after the arrival of the people from all walks of life, they went according to the steps without a trace of chaos.

After sitting down, wait for the holy car to come.

The morning breeze was cool, Zhang San twisted his head and looked around, not counting those princes and guards, there were almost six or seven hundred characters in the rivers and lakes, all of them were from all sects, although the number was not much, but it was much more neat and decent than when he went to the desert island.

The clothes of the Tianshan faction, the Shaolin monks have clear brains, the Wudang disciples are immortal wind bones, and the Emei sect is purple and red.

There are monks and laymen of the Qingcheng faction, and the banners of the Wuyue Sword faction are distinct.

Few beggars can bet on the battle, and Kunlun is alone to watch the heroes.

After a short time, the Praetorian Guards entered the Guard, whether it was the princes and generals or the heroes of the rivers and lakes stood up one after another, one by one, looking at the nose, nose, mouth, mouth, Zhang San saw several golden dragon Luan and phoenix sedan chairs in the corner of his eye, surrounded by the Praetorian Guards, carried to the top of the east stand behind everyone.

I stood quietly for half an hour when I heard a voice from behind, "Sit down!"

The voice was peaceful, not like a eunuch, it is estimated that Emperor Taiwu opened his golden mouth.

After everyone sat down, the three eunuchs Tengteng ran to the edge of the stands, and at the edge of the martial arts arena, a eunuch in the center tore open a rectangular silk roll of Huang Chengcheng, Zhang San thought that it should be a holy decree.