My father-in-law had great eyesight and took a stool without waiting for the order. The emperor sat on the bed, the national teacher sat on the stool, and the two of them met.

The National Master General spoke first: "Your Majesty summoned the old minister because of His Highness Jun's affairs?"

The man in the python robe nodded slightly and said, "I'm very sorry, I wonder what good advice does the national teacher have?"

The national master sat and clasped his fists: "Please forgive me, Your Majesty, this is your Majesty's family, and the old ministers cannot participate."

The emperor shook his index finger and pointed at the national teacher: "Chonghu, Chonghu, you old fox, never trouble yourself."

The national teacher Chonghu clasped his fists: "Your Majesty is wise."

Then the two looked at each other and laughed.

Chonghu said: "I wonder what the vassal king Lu Shijing has?"

The emperor smiled bitterly and said, "My younger brother is a martial arts tycoon and he is not concerned about these things."

Chonghu said: "Your Majesty's family is not convenient for you to participate, but this time, the old minister's apprentice Liu Xian, who is not well protected during this trip, should be punished. Please give your majesty a decision."

"Is Liu Xian? It was a mistake of being unintentional, and Jun'er said so. It seems that Liu Xian cannot be blamed entirely, but there must be punishment, otherwise where is the royal family faced?"

"Your Majesty said so much, please decide."

"Why do you push everything to me? Isn't Liu Xian your apprentice? You'll decide."

Chonghu thought for a moment: "It's better to impose Liu Xian and exile him to the border desertification to resist Beiliang."

The emperor said directly: "Okay, let's follow the national teacher."

Then His Majesty the Emperor looked around and found that no one eavesdropped. He just said seriously: "I wonder if the national master has that. Every time he sucks the patient, he feels that his cultivation has increased."

Chonghu flipped his wrist and a black furnace appeared out of thin air in the palm of his palm. His fist was elliptical in shape, and the cover of the furnace top was surrounded by a small breathable hole.

He handed it to the emperor: "Some, some, please accept it with a smile."

The latter took it into his hand, put the small furnace close to his nose, and took a deep breath. Two black silk threads penetrated into the two nostrils respectively.

The emperor suddenly felt refreshed and flushed. He opened his mouth and let out a breath of turbid air and exhaled: "Happy."

Then, like a hungry tiger, he crazily sucked the black silk threads strung out of the furnace.

When each black silk thread is sucked into the nostrils, the emperor will be found. Two black threads spread upwards at the nose and eventually disappear at the center of the eyebrows.

The national teacher Chonghu saw it clearly and held his fists and congratulated: "Your Majesty will definitely make another breakthrough in his cultivation."

In the water piles up the mountain, Xing Zhen got rid of Mr. Pang and asked someone to bring back a jar of white wine and a roast duck in the mountain ridge. It was bought by Xing Zhen’s money earned by casting. The money was not much, so the wine purchased was just average.

The boy didn't understand these things, and felt that the white wine tasted the same, with a bit of grain, and seemed a bit spicy. The roast duck tasted good and was fragrant.

Xing Zhen cut the roast duck in half and left it to Bu Shihe.

He hurriedly brought a jar of wine and half a roast duck to Old Man Guan's room. It turned out that today was a storytelling day. Bu Shi and things didn't have to continue listening to stories, only Xing Zhen had to persevere.

Old man Guan smelled the fragrance of wine from a distance. When Xing Zhen entered the room, he immediately shouted anxiously.

"Hurry, pour me a bowl and try it."

Xing Zhen returned: "Okay."

The old man Guan, who was drinking white wine, said, "This wine is average, too ordinary. It's very cheap."

Xing Zhen scratched his head: "I have no money, so I almost spent all my savings with roast duck."

The old man Guan was not blaming Xing Zhen, but was afraid that Xing Zhen would suffer from money. He explained: "Don't think too much, there is no point in blaming you. Old man, I have a little bit of money here. It was sent from a copycat, so I can play with it myself and save my loneliness. I will give it to you when I leave today."

Xing Zhen: "Thank you, Grandpa Guan, but no need, I don't have any place to spend money."

Old Man Guan insisted: "I'll keep it for you, don't let my mother-in-law and mother-in-law. By the way, why don't I take it out? My saliva is flowing out, and my speed is."

Xing Zhen opened the wrapped oil paper and handed it to the old man sitting cross-legged on the bed.

After taking the roast duck, Old Man Guan immediately asked in confusion: "Why is it half? Can you buy half of the roast duck now?"

Xing Zhen explained: "The other half is left to Bu Shi and the things."

Old Man Guan was relieved, and then suddenly realized: "You didn't eat a bite and didn't leave it for yourself."

Xing Zhen: "Yes."

The old man said nothing and tore off a duck leg, along with his wings and breasts, occupying more than half of the roast duck.

The remaining one on the greased paper is only half of a roast duck, and there are only places with less meat such as heads and ribs.

The old man handed the duck leg to Xing Zhen and ordered: "Come and eat together."

Xing Zhen refused: "I just ate it. I'm not hungry. Please eat it yourself, grandpa."

Old Man Guan suddenly became serious: "If you want to eat, you can eat it. Old Man, I can just have wine. The little kid needs to eat more meat to grow up."

"Come here quickly and this is an order, otherwise it will be disrespectful to the old man."

Unheard the sound of Xing Zhen moving, the old man Guan was fortunate to put down all the wine and ducks. He was so angry that he said, "If you don't eat, I won't eat either."

Xing Zhen was helpless: "Okay, okay, I will eat with Grandpa Guan."

One old and one young are happy.

"Today I will tell you the story of my mistress. I am beautiful, good at kung fu, kind to others, considerate to the people. I think all the good words I can think of when I add them to the master, and I think they are too few."

"According to rumors in the military camp, the master ate with the soldiers. He changed his food one by one. I saw it with my own eyes. He sat among a group of men and had a drink and arguing with the master. The man all fell down, and the master seemed to be fine."

"Every time I go out to the city to meet the enemy, the master will ride a white horse, wear a white dress and hold a heavy sword in his hand, and will rush to the front forever."

"When fighting against the Nanliang government, there were some native chickens and tiles. Naturally, no one could resist the power of the master. The battlefield was different. There should be only masters from all walks of life. There were many magical martial artists."

"The master still fights a hundred, no, no, no, one enemy fights ten thousand. No matter how many enemies there are, he can always fight into the enemy camp with one horse and one sword, and easily take the head of the enemy general..."

One person talks and one person listens, and time passes quickly.

Xing Zhen just jumped off the fist stake in the morning, and Old Man Yang asked with a smile: "How do you feel?"

Xing Zhen thought for a moment and said, "The heat in the meridians is becoming more and more obvious, especially where Mr. Yang usually hits, the heat is particularly obvious."

Old Man Yang was shocked. Xing Zhen could actually record the direction of the tobacco pipe and pot. He secretly said: "This kid seems dull, but in fact he has a delicate mind and careful observation."

Suddenly, seeing Xing Zhen seemed to be indescribable, Old Man Yang suddenly felt itchy in his hand and rewarded Xing Zhen with a cigarette puddle without warning.

Qi said: "If you have something to say."

Xing Zhen hesitated: "To be honest, there is something that I have been holding in my heart for a long time. I want to ask Mr. Yang, can I really find my father in ten years?"

Old Man Yang suddenly remembered the nonsense outside the Chuji bun shop in Qingyang Town, pretending to be a photo shoot. He immediately wanted to slap himself twice.

Seeing Xing Zhen’s eyes full of hope again, I couldn’t bear to break the hope in the child’s heart. After laughing dryly, I gave an unrestrained sentence: “Hope is in the dream.”

Then he complained: "Xing Zhen has done a good job these days, so take a day off. It just so happened that someone from the village went to Shanliangdao to buy some New Year's supplies. You can go and play with Bu Shi's stuff."

Obviously Xing Zhenshi was not going down the mountain to play, so he lowered his head and asked in a low voice, confirming again: "Is there really a chance to see my father? Is his father really still alive?"

But when Xing Zhen raised his head, there was no one around.

When it comes to shopping, Bu Shi and the two guys were not as crazy as Xing Zhen. They screamed and rushed down the mountain.

The copycat has spare leather, and you can enter Shanliang County as a leather merchant. There are also clear documentaries. There is already a mature response system when entering and leaving Shanliang County. Just bring the documents and go down the mountain.

Mr. Pang led the team, and the group included Xing Zhen, Bu Shi and Dong. There were also accountants, Jin Sanduo, Kuishan, Qu Changhe, Yan Sui, Zheng Yelang, Jiudi, Ji Dacheng.

The team said whether it was big or small or not, and that the soldiers were not big or small, but only the elite. The people who came out of the mountain this time were almost all the elites of the copycat.

Xing Zhen was extremely expectant. He traveled with the clover for the first time and finally got to know the clover. As a result, when he arrived in Shanliang County, what he saw and did was completely different from what he expected.

In addition to shopping, the group also shopped, with all kinds of cloth and ingredients. There were all kinds of things. The little Bushi and the little guy saw everything fresh, and they kept laughing and laughing.

Xing Zhen and Jin Sanduo went to buy some rice and flour. When he came back, he was surprised to find that Mr. Pang was gone.

He asked Jin Sanduo next to him, and the latter casually replied: "I was abducted by my good friend."

There is no need to ask Xing Zhen for answering perfunctory answers. After all, he is not a copycat, and each has his own secrets.

A little thing shouted from a distance: "Brother Xingzhen, Brother Xingzhen, come on."

The dull boy looked up and found that the two little guys Bu Shi and Tsai were squatting in a candied haws stall. They were drooling around their mouths, and they froze into ice after encountering the cold winter wind.

Xing Zhen walked in and asked: "Do you want to eat?"

The two little guys nodded hard by pecking rice. The little guy didn't forget to ask weakly: "Don't Brother Xing Zhen have money? Can you? Can you?"

Xing Zhen interrupted with a smile: "Okay, no problem."

The old man who sells candied haws always talks about good things to do for business. Seeing this situation, he will naturally not miss the opportunity to flatter.

"This guy is obviously a good brother. He loves his younger brother and sister and doesn't care about the two strings of candied haws."

Xing Zhen was reluctant to explain such a small matter. In the longing eyes of the two little guys, he paid the copper coins and bought a bunch of them for each of the little Bu Shi and Xiaodian.

A kind heart will be rewarded, and you can treat others kindly. The Bu Shi and the Tu Shi raised the candied haws in their hands at the same time and said in unison.

"Brother Xing Zhen took the first bite."

Xing Zhen joked: "You two have consciences, you can eat it, I won't eat it."

Suddenly Xing Zhen bent down and picked up Xiao Bu Shi and Xiao Yi, and jumped backwards to the side of the road.

After a crackling sound, a high-headed horse was racing, kicking the candied haws stall and hitting the old man selling candied haws.

Leave a sentence: "You little guys hide quickly, and you didn't waste my time. Otherwise, today will be your death."

The voice gradually drifted away, and each person and a horse disappeared from sight. Fortunately, Xing Zhen was quick-witted, otherwise the two little guys Bu Shi and Dong would be in danger.

When Jin Sanduo and others saw the movement here, they hurried over to inquire about the situation. The group of ***ers were together, and the evil spirit was quite serious. The boss who was watching was slightly scared and did not dare to get too close.

After Jin Sanduo had a rough understanding of the situation, he helped up the old man who was knocked down and asked who the person who was riding a horse was.

The old man who sells candied haws is very lucky, with only a bit of injury on his leg. Apart from the lack of mobility, there is nothing serious.

The old man looked at the direction where the man and horse disappeared from afar, and said hoarsely: "A big landlord in Shanliang Town, Tengmao, the son of the Teng Landlord family."
Chapter completed!