Seventy-eight,

After the match against the Wei Wangfu Cuju, the head of the Qiutou Zhou Xuan held the first player meeting of the "Royal Xinzhou Yuanshe", encouraging everyone not to be discouraged by losing to the Wei Wangfu. After all, the Wei Wangfu is an old strongman and a wealthy family that won twice in seven years. To put it bluntly, the "Royal Xinzhou Yuanshe" is a mob. It is good to be able to compete in four to seven.

Lin Hanyun said dissatisfiedly: "How can you say that you are a mob!"

Zhou Xuan said: "Isn't this a mess? There is actually you, a woman. It's too unreasonable. You will never be able to play tomorrow."

Lin Hanyun was angry: "What's wrong with the woman? The woman can't Cuju? I thought you came from Australia and were more knowledgeable than the men from Tang Dynasty. You look down on women? I know that my skills are mediocre, so I didn't ask to play on the court to pick up the households. I just watched the net and picked the ball. I can do it completely. I'll encourage you-"

Lin Hanyun spoke one by one, and learned Zhou Xuan's eloquence very well. Zhou Xuan laughed and clapped his hands, "Well, you are so good at talking, but you are the one who looks at the Internet. "

Lin Hanyun then pursed her lips and smiled with a proud look.

Zhou Xuan said: "Although we lost today, we have made us realize our strength. If we don't have the third and fourth brothers, we will be a third-rate team and we are simply unable to compete with the strong team. Just now, King Wei said that those with martial arts were not allowed to participate in the competition, but now we are relaxed, but we should also pay attention to it. If the opponent's team does not have martial arts, the third and fourth brothers will try to use their usual methods to play football, and don't jump so high or run so fast--"

All three ignorant and four ignorant nodded to say yes.

Zhou Xuan continued: "Tomorrow's opponent is Shouzhou team. It's not as powerful as the Wei Prince's Mansion. There's no problem with us winning. You can continue to practice. I'll go into the palace."

Zhou Xuan took Lai Fu out of the mansion with his horse, and the four fools caught up from behind: "Master, I'll accompany you."

Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "The fourth brother cares about me very much, thank you very much."

Siqi turned his face and looked at the stone lion in front of the mansion, saying, "It was my third brother who asked me to come, I would rather stay and play football."

Zhou Xuan smiled implicitly, rode with the four fools, and talked about Go and Cuju. Lai Fu interrupted and said, "Son-in-law, Lai Fu just went to Xiangluanfang Teahouse to see someone playing chess. It was completely based on the new rules of the son-in-law. It is said that this was advocated by the Marquis of Zhou and Grand Secretary Zhou. Now it has become a trend in the market. Some people will be laughed at as old and pedantic according to the old rules."

Zhou Xuan laughed loudly. If a person with a higher level of game calls, it will change quickly, but it will be difficult for folk customs and customs to change.

Zhou Xuan entered Daxing Palace directly and met Eunuch Bai and asked, "Bai Lishi, where is the Empress?"

Eunuch Bai smiled and said, "Mr. Marquis, the Empress has gone to Jingxu Palace and ordered him to go to Jingxu Palace to meet him when the Marquis comes."

Zhou Xuan is now familiar with the road, and he doesn't need an eunuch. The palace maids lead the way, and go straight to Jingxu Palace from the corridor between the two palaces.

Xiaoen and Xiaohui can really win people over. When Jingxu Palace saw Zhou Xuan, they all greeted each other with a smile. "Marquis, Marquis" shouted intimately and led Zhou Xuan to the Yudian Hall.

The little Zhou Hou was talking to Princess Qingle. Princess Qingle's face turned red. When the palace maid came to report to the Hou of Xinzhou for a visit, Princess Qingle quickly hid something in her sleeve.

Zhou Xuan came in to pay tribute to Xiao Zhou Queen, who smiled and said, "Nephew Xuan is calm." He ordered the palace maid to see the seat of the Marquis of Xinzhou.

Zhou Xuan sat down and asked respectfully: "What instructions do you have to tell my aunt Xuan to enter the palace?"

Xiao Zhou Hou asked: "Nephew Xuan hasn't entered the palace for so many days, but he has a lot of resentment towards my aunt?"

Zhou Xuan quickly said, "How dare I? I am not here to follow my aunt's imperial edict."

Xiao Zhouhou smiled slightly: "You are fine. If I don't announce that you will never see you when you enter the palace, King Jing wrote a statement every day and asked for a meeting. I have never agreed."

Zhou Xuan said: "Isn't my nephew also a lyric? Legends and ambitions are written by my nephew racking his brains. Isn't it just to make my aunt smile?"

Xiao Zhouhou smiled and shook his head: "You always make sense, so what good story did you bring to your aunt today?"

Zhou Xuan said: "I have a mantra, so I will tell my aunt the story of Taoist priest Tongshan--"

The so-called Taoist priest of Tongshan is the "Laoshan Taoist priest" in the Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio. Zhou Xuan's mouth is far stronger than the pen. This story is originally funny, and it is even more interesting when he tells it. From the queen, princess, to the eunuchs, palace maids, and laughter all over the hall.

Zhou Xuan looked at the nose and the nose looked at the heart, as if an old monk was saying this. There was nothing he could do about it. The little Zhou Hou and Princess Qingle and her daughter smiled too charmingly, and Zhou Xuan didn't dare to look at it too much, for fear of showing a despicable look.

Xiao Zhouhou smiled and said, "This story is interesting. When I go back and record it myself, I only sigh that there is no wonderful writing and cannot write the humorous charm of Nephew Xuan's story." He asked again, "What's the matter with Nephew Xuan's recent?"

Zhou Xuan said: "My aunt knows that my nephew is playful. Isn't the Qingming Cuju battle to start tomorrow? My nephew also formed a Yuanshe and played against the King of Wei's Cuju team in the morning. King of Wei and others are too powerful. My nephew's team is far from their opponent."

Xiao Zhouhou said: "Nether Xuan is used to playing balls on the ground. Tang Guo Cuju is not used to it? Isn't that what happened? Isn't that time for Nephew Xuan to paint a portrait of Huzhu recently?"

Zhou Xuan said: "The Cuju competition is held in the morning. My nephew can come to paint a portrait of the princess in the afternoon, but the princess--"

Xiao Zhou Hou glanced at Princess Qingle, remembering that her daughter was beaten to play Zhou Xuan but failed to tease her. She couldn't help laughing and shouted: "Huzhu--"

Princess Qingle responded: "What's the matter with the queen?"

Xiao Zhouhou said: "You cousin Xuan painted you and you were not allowed to tease him anymore. Have you heard that?"

Princess Qingle's long eyelashes flashed, she glanced at Zhou Xuan and whispered: "I understand."

Xiao Zhouhou stood up and said, "Go to Yuping Pavilion to take a look, how is the portrait painted?"

Zhou Xuan followed Xiao Zhouhou and Princess Qingle to Yuping Pavilion. Now he could raise his eyes. Looking at the backs of these two stunning beauties in the Tang Palace, he felt much happier.

When he came to the study room of Yuping Pavilion, the draft of the portrait painted by Zhou Xuan was still spread on the desk. Xiao Zhouhou looked at it and said, "You are lying on your side, you can't see anything yet. Nephew Xuan, please draw for a while now, and I am watching from the side."

Princess Qingle walked to Xiangfei's couch, lay down obediently, her legs bent slightly, and her face was facing Zhou Xuan, and her slender waist and long legs wrapped in a violet-colored palace skirt were curved, and her figure was extremely attractive.

Zhou Xuan still made a rough draft, outlined the outline of Princess Qingle's body, and then gradually refined it—

Xiao Zhouhou looked at it for a while and said, "Nephew Xuan is painting here. I go back to Daxing Palace. I remember coming to tell stories to my aunt often. When I encounter a Cuju competition, I come to accompany my aunt Cuju early in the morning."

Zhou Xuan said he was only known.

As soon as Xiao Zhouhou left, Princess Qingle sat up and looked at Zhou Xuan and said, "Zhou Xuan——"

Zhou Xuan stopped painting, threw the pen in the pen holder, sat on the sandalwood chair, crossed his legs and looked at Princess Qingle with bare eyes.

Princess Qingle was seen by Zhou Xuan's unrestrained look, and felt her hips become numb and sniffy again. She couldn't help but feel a little angry and said, "Zhou Xuan, don't tell my cousin King Jing's slander in front of my father and mother--"

Zhou Xuan became angry as soon as he heard this, and stood up and said, "What did you say, do you deserve a beating?"

Princess Qingle was shocked. Who dared to talk to her like this? A princess would be threatened in her palace. I have never seen this before. It would be difficult to deal with things I had never seen before. I thought to myself, "This man is lawless. My mother knew that he had hit my pp and didn't punish him. Naturally, this man became more courageous. Maybe he would really come over to fight." When she saw the eunuchs and the palace maids were there, she was confident and said, "Ignorance, bold!"

Zhou Xuan said bluntly: "You are an idiot. Think about what happened that day, how vicious King Jing was in his intentions-" Wave the eunuchs and the palace maids out, saying: "You can't listen to these secrets of the palace. Be careful to cut off your head and go out quickly."

Those eunuchs and palace maids were quite knowledgeable. They knew that the palace fighting was terrible, so they hurried out to go outside the hall.

Princess Qingle found that she and Zhou Xuan were the only ones left in the study in Yuping Pavilion, and said in surprise: "Zhou Xuan, what do you want to do, don't be rude!"

Zhou Xuan looked at her panic-looking naked lamb, and wanted to do something, and wanted to be rude and asked, "Are you asking King Jing to deal with me?"

Princess Qingle felt that she was afraid of Zhou Xuan, so she was so embarrassed that she shouted: "So what?"

Zhou Xuan asked: "You ask him to drug him so that I can molest your mother and you, and then kill my head?"

Princess Qingle shouted: "I don't. I just asked Brother Wang to find a way to tease you and make you unlucky. But I didn't expect--"

Zhou Xuan said, "Who did you expect King Jing to come up with such a bad plan, right? Princess Qingle, you have to think with your own brain, don't be big and brainless. King Jing hates me to the core. He took the opportunity to kill me. Fortunately, the conspiracy has not succeeded. Otherwise, if things are big, you will also pull you in. Use your brain to think about it."

While Zhou Xuan said, he poked Princess Qingle's head with his index finger, poked Princess Qingle's bulging chest with his index finger.

Princess Qingle thought about it and was a little scared. If that were the case, the matter would be impossible to deal with. She remembered that day at the Cuju venue in Shanglinyuan. Brother Wang looked at Zhou Xuan's back and gritted his teeth. Brother Wang really hated Zhou Xuan, but the plan was too poisonous. He actually wanted to use his mother's hand to kill Zhou Xuan!

Princess Qingle felt that she was a little inappropriate, but she was unwilling to give in to Zhou Xuan, so she looked for trouble and said, "You, what did you say just now, what a brainless person?"

Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "Bo Da has no brains."

"What does it mean?" Princess Qingle naturally didn't know what "bo" was.

Zhou Xuan said: "It's not interesting. It means that you have a beautiful face but have no brains. It's a hollow big ball, as big and soft as Cuju's ball, but it's useless."

Princess Qingle did not hear Zhou Xuan's obscene intention, but only heard that she was calling her stupid and angry. She grabbed a Guangling jade at her hand and threw it at Zhou Xuan, but was caught by Zhou Xuan lightly.

Princess Qingle wanted to turn around and find something to smash it. She suddenly felt a slap on her hip. She suddenly stiffened and turned around. Her face turned red with shame and anger. She stared at Zhou Xuan: "You hit me?"

Zhou Xuan took two steps back, spread his hands, and denied: "I didn't beat him, who dares to hit His Royal Highness the Princess, who beat him? Where is the evidence?"

Princess Qingle was so angry that she stamped her feet and said, "You are a rogue!" She ran out.

Zhou Xuan twisted his fingers and savored the feeling of hitting Princess Qingle pp just now. Well, it was very elastic, round and tilted like a Cuju ball - huh, what is that?

There was a small booklet the size of a palm at the short feet of Xiangfei's couch, which was colorful. Zhou Xuan went over and picked it up and saw it. It was a silk book with exquisite frames and paintings on the cover. A man and a woman sat side by side with her hands and did not see the title of the book.

It is rare to have color pictures on the cover of ancient books. This seems to fall out of Princess Qingle’s cuff. What kind of book is this?

When Zhou Xuan turned the first page, it was blank, snow-white silk. The silk book was like an accordion, and it was connected one by one. It was a book that was closed, and it was a long strip that was opened.

Zhou Xuan opened another page and was surprised. Another painting was a naked man with a high lower body and a note beside him. The arrow pointed directly at the man's lower body and marked two words: Cross.

Zhou Xuan was stunned. To him, this picture was nothing at all, and he had seen it many times, but in this Tang Palace, the unmarried princess' sleeves would fall out of the spring palace booklet, which surprised him so much!

Before he could come back to his senses, the footsteps sounded, Princess Qingle broke back, and brought a few stupid eunuchs and palace maids, preparing to teach Zhou Xuan a lesson, and not make any tricks or tricks, and directly use force to fight.

Before Zhou Xuan could put away the sequel booklet, she saw Princess Qingle's eyes, her eyes with curved eyelashes suddenly became straight. Her face was furious, but suddenly became red and turbulent. She pointed at Zhou Xuan and said, "You—you—"

Zhou Xuan thought to himself: "What are you? Guan Huang, you still have any reason!" He closed the booklet, handed it to Princess Qingle as if nothing had happened, and said, "You dropped it."

Princess Qingle was stunned for a moment, snatched it, and ran away again with her skirt.
Chapter completed!