Huang Zongxi had the experience just now and had to divert his attention to restrain the impulse in his heart.

So Huang Zongxi closed his eyes and recited the chapter "Mencius Gaozi II" in a low voice:

"... Therefore, when heaven is about to give a great responsibility, one must first suffer his mind and mind, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body, and lose his body, and act and disturb his actions. Therefore, he will be moved and endure his nature and will be able to do what he cannot do."

Seeing his artificiality, Feng Qingjun laughed out loud: "Mr. Huang, are you as for it? Just speak softly. What a big deal?"

Huang Zongxi ignored it and continued to recite:

"A person can change it when he is always in a state of regression; he can be trapped in his heart, weighed in his thoughts, and then act; he can be conscientious in his colors, and he can be heard in his voice, and then he can't get away from his family. He can't fight with his men, and he can't fight with his country. He can't die in peace and happiness."

"Okay, stop thinking!"

Although Feng Qingjun didn't understand the passage he recited, he had a hidden meaning of persuasion and was upset. He threw away the wine pot and sat on the chair and sulked.

"Hey, this sour scholar is so annoying. I don't believe it anymore. Can't cure you? Well, if you can't work hard, your body can't be hungry, then 'do your behavior is messed up', see if you still pretend?! Hehehe..." Feng Qingjun thought of an idea, thinking that he would make this stubborn scholar surrender and smiled proudly.

Feng Qingjun went out and came back soon. However, this time he was not alone, and there was a beautiful man in green behind him, but the woman was dressed in disheveled clothes and her hair was scattered, as if she had just pulled her up from the couch.

Huang Zongxi only glanced at it and muttered: "Don't look at it if it is not polite, don't look at it if it is not polite..." He quickly closed his eyes tightly.

"Master Feng, I just went to bed. What did you take me to do in your room? Oh, why are there others?" The green-clothed beauty saw Huang Zongxi lying on the bed, quickly covered her hand on the collar and screamed.

Feng Qingjun picked up Huang Zongxi and asked him to lean against the wall, whispering: "Let you see the live-action palace, I see if you are a hypocrite."

Then he walked to the side of the beauty, put one hand around her waist, and reached into her clothes with the other hand, and said with a smile: "That's a nerd, don't pay attention to him."

"No, no, Master Feng, let the master know, I must kill my slave!" The beautiful man in green twisted his waist and refused to let Feng Qingjun get started.

"If you don't say it, I won't say it, how could your master know? That nerd is not from Guangzhou. I will take him away tomorrow, so don't be afraid."

"But……"

"Don't, when I talk to your master, you always snatch me up. Now you want to change your mind?"

"No, there are others here, I dare not..."

"Hehe, little beauty, it's exciting to have someone else. Come on, try my horse's series of guns..."

"Ah... Master Feng, be gentle..., ah..., oh..."

Huang Zongxi closed his eyes tightly, but he was right in his ears and couldn't even hide.

He wanted to divert his attention again, but he couldn't do it, and his mind was full of erotic pictures.

"This surname Feng is so vicious. He actually used this trick? Even a man can't stand it."

Just as he was distracted, he suddenly felt something colliding with him, feeling square, like a piece of jade. Huang Zongxi couldn't help but open his eyes quietly, and saw two naked bodies fighting non-stop. He quickly lowered his head and went to see the object at hand.

But I saw it was a jade plaque with four words on it. I couldn’t see clearly the shadows. I only saw the beginning and the end clearly, which were “Yu” and “Wei”.

"Imperial Guard, Imperial Guard, can't it be the Imperial Guard?" Huang Zongxi was shocked and looked carefully. Because of the prediction, he saw clearly this time that it was the four words "Imperial Guard"!

"Ah? It turns out that the one with the surname Feng is Tartar! Usually the waist cards of the big inner guards are made of silver, and jade waist cards are qualified to wear only those with status. Could it be that the surname Feng is quite famous?"

"No, the mountain combat summary must not be put into his hands!" Huang Zongxi immediately made a decision as soon as he understood Feng Qingjun's identity. As for life and death, he had already put it aside.

"stop!"

Huang Zongxi had an idea in his mind and shouted quickly.

"Hehe, why, Mr. Huang, can't stand it anymore?" Feng Qingjun kept moving and laughed.

"Stop! If you keep stopping, Mr. Huang bit his tongue and commit suicide!" Huang Zongxi said sternly.

Huang Zongxi judged that the reason why the Feng surnamed tortures himself was to make himself surrender, and then he must make use of his own things. He can draw a conclusion from the fact that he always calls himself a gentleman. Therefore, he bet that the Feng surnamed will not take his own life.

"Don't stop, don't stop, Master Feng, please don't stop!"

"Okay, little beauty, this scholar is useful, you can't let him die."

"No, Master Feng, no..."

"Go back, I'll go find you later."

"Hmph! It will ruin others' interest..."

Huang Zongxi heard a rustling sound of dressing, and then heard the door ringing, and then he let out a long sigh and opened his eyes.

Feng Qingjun has already put on her clothes, and of course the waist brand has disappeared.

"Okay, the surname Feng, you won. Unlock my acupoints and get some wine and food. Mr. Huang has enough food and drinks, and then tell you what happened on the paper." Huang Zongxi pretended to be helpless and said.

"Hey, come on, it's so good, how could we have so long? Why did we use all our tricks? "Feng Qingjun agreed immediately, untied the acupoints for Huang Zongxi, and then went to clean up the wine and food.

Feng Qingjun felt very happy. He finally won. If he was a man, he couldn't pass the female bride level. It seems that the man surnamed Huang is not without shortcomings.

Huang Zongxi ate a plate of beef and drank a pot of wine. Feng Qingjun looked at him with a smile.

"Okay, stop looking at it, bring that piece of paper and I'll tell you." Huang Zongxi said.

"Hey, let me tell you, can this trick work? Can you combine the art of military strategy?" Feng Qingjun quickly handed over the paper.

"Well, whenever you fight against the enemy, the three armies must be in a position of advantage, so that they can have few enemies and defeat the strong with the weak. This article is quite in line with the key to military tactics. Alas, I haven't had a good meal for several days, and a plate of beef is not enough. Can I get another plate of beef?"

"Mr. Huang, you look thin and didn't expect to be so edible. Okay, wait, I'll go now."

Feng Qingjun was happy when he heard this. Huang Zongxi wanted beef, so he teased and got up and walked out the door.

When he walked to the door, he thought, "No, I didn't click his acupoint. Isn't it because he wants to help me, I want to run away?"

Thinking of this, he hurriedly turned around and saw Huang Zongxi put the paper on the candle, which had been burned.

"You dare to lie to me!" Feng Qingjun was anxious and pulled out the sword from his waist, rushed out of the house with a "swoosh" sound, and the long sword shone Huang Zongxi and stabbed him.

"oops!"
Chapter completed!