Xue Muhua calls himself a subordinate, and that is the subordinate who regards himself as a subordinate.

Fang Ming was very happy and arranged casually to arrange the sixth skilled craftsman Feng Asan to the Ministry of Works. Although the third nerd reads well and has a strong memory, he can read all books in the world. However, the nerd is too arrogant and too pedantic, so the government officials cannot do it. Fang Mingquan sent it to the library to sort out the vast number of ancient books.

There were also a few other piano players, chess players, flower planters, opera singers, and painting artists. Fang Ming couldn't think of a place to settle down for a while, so he first kept it in the royal palace, and was able to be a diner and could still enjoy it in his daily life.

After Fang Ming's treatment, Wuyazi finally saved his life. Unfortunately, he was injured too seriously. Even though his internal strength was profound, his hands, feet, meridians were broken and his spine was broken, and he became a useless person.

"Prince Duan, my old and poor body may be in Dali, but I'm still alive!"

In the flower hall, Wu Yazi was sitting in a wheelchair, unable to move even a finger, but a piece of sleeve robe was automatically taken by Wufeng, and he brought a chess piece and fell into the chessboard.

"This skill is so handsome!"

Fang Ming returned a son: "Fellow Taoist, don't be depressed. You must know that the world is so great that it may not be without a miracle doctor who can rejuvenate his life..."

"Not bad!" Su Xinghe slapped the high fives: "Even if the disciple has fought for this life, he will heal his master and take the opportunity to punish Ding Chunqiu..."

"Ding Chunqiu...Ding Chunqiu...ah..."

Wuyazi sighed deeply, and a look of pain appeared between his eyebrows.

"If Brother Dao doesn't mind, I'll be able to get rid of it when I see Ding Chunqiu in the future!"

Fang Ming looked smiling.

Wuyazi's heart moved.

At this time, his senior sister, Tianshan Tonglao, would not come to help him no matter what. However, his family knew his family's affairs and was extremely rare to be able to save his life. He could never imagine that he would fight with others. In his life, he only accepted two disciples, Su Xinghe and Ding Chunqiu, and was born in Su Xinghe to delay miscellaneous learning. His martial arts were really far from that of the other party.

Seeing Fang Ming's handsome face and elegant manners, he was really in line with the standards of selecting disciples of the Xiaoyao School. If he were an ordinary scholar, he could have been admitted to his disciples, taught martial arts, and ordered the other party to take revenge.

Unfortunately, Fang Ming's martial arts are unfathomable. Not to mention accepting him, it's almost the same thing.

What's more, the other party has already mastered the unique skills of Xiaoyao Sect, so what else can I do?

Thinking of Ding Chunqiu's time, he was like a tiger that was out of a cage. He was uncontrollable and would cause trouble to the martial arts world, but he had no control. He couldn't help but feel anxious.

At this time, he heard what Fang Ming said, but he said seriously: "This is the matter of my sect. The master's sect is unfilial. Ding Chunqiu, a beast who disobeys his master, should clean up the door and deal with it with the rules!"

The implication is that Fang Ming, an outsider, doesn't have to worry too much about this.

As for their master and apprentice now, they are injured and injured, and they can only hit the stone with eggs, and even a satisfactory successor cannot find it.

"in this way……"

Fang Ming was about to say something, but his face moved: "When a guest arrives, Xiao Wang loses his companion first..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed and he had disappeared from the flower hall.

"this……"

Su Xinghe was shocked. Although he knew the unique skills of the Duan family, this flower hall was built by craftsmen of the royal palace and was extremely spacious. From here to the door, it was at least nine feet away, but the other party passed by. This kind of light skill is no longer shocking, it is simply incredible!

"You can come at your own will, and you will be like a ghost... This kind of light skills... This kind of light skills..."

Su Xinghe opened his mouth and was about to say that even Lingbo Weibu from this sect seemed to be slightly inferior, but when he saw Wuyazi right beside him, he immediately swallowed the conversation.

"Prince Duan's martial arts are extraordinary and saints, far better than me, and I am quite impressed!"

Wuyazi was quite bright and bright, and his eyebrows frowned: "Ordinary guests, when they come, they will naturally submit a message, and they will not go out to respond in person. Could it be... she is here?"

Su Xinghe naturally knew who she was, and she felt even more shocked, but she didn't dare to say a word in her mouth...

"Li Qiushui, after the last time he parted, why didn't he come in this time? It's like the behavior of a gentleman on the beam?"

Before the courtyard, Fang Ming had already stopped a white figure in front of him.

This figure is graceful and has a gentle and elegant look. Who will be if it weren't Li Qiushui?

Although she had high light skills, the guards in the mansion had no idea. However, Fang Ming's spiritual sense was extraordinary. Even if he didn't do it deliberately at this time, he could not hide any disturbances in the entire Zhennan Prince's Mansion.

Hearing that a master attacked, he immediately came to stop him.

"So it's Chunguan!" Li Qiushui smiled before speaking, and his eyebrows were frowning: "I'm here to pick up A Luo, why? Do you want to stop me too?"

"Her father is still here. If you want to do this, does he agree?" Fang Ming asked.

"He... he is not dead, right?" Li Qiushui suddenly looked nervous.

"Diet is impossible, but..." Fang Ming paused.

"Just how? Tell me quickly?" Li Qiushui was anxious.

At this time, another creak, the courtyard gate was pushed open, and when Li Qingluo saw Fang Ming, her eyes lit up and threw themselves into his arms. Her eyes looking at Li Qiushui were full of complexity.

"Luoer... go with Ah Mom!"

Li Qiushui said softly.

"No! I won't follow you! Why do you want to hit your father?" Li Qingluo hid behind Fang Ming, her childish voice was childish, but she was determined.

Li Qiushui took three steps back: "Okay! Then you can follow your father!"

"My father..." Li Qingluo shook his head slowly: "He is not good to you... I, I don't like him anymore! I want to be with Brother Chun!"

"he?"

Li Qiushui covered her mouth and looked at Li Qingluo's expression. She felt very sad and wondered if these two had some emotional entanglements?

But looking at his daughter, she is just a child, and Fang Ming is only a half-baby, and she laughs in her heart and secretly scolds herself for being worried.

With a wonderful eye, Fang Ming showed a talented person, like a handsome man in the style of the wind, and was also both civil and military. His attainments were extraordinary, and his heart was also moved: "If he was interested in A Luo, he might be a good match!"

Of course, it was too early to say these words at this time, so he immediately chuckled: "Official Chun, my Luo'er will disturb you in the future!"

"I also like A Luo very much. She is willing to live here for a long time, so she naturally can't ask for it!"

Fang Ming rolled his eyes in his heart, but knew that he could not escape the title of Likun in this life, so he did not refuse and agreed.

"Very good, Aluo needs you to take care of you, don't have to wander around the world with me, I...I'm very relieved..."

A white shadow flashed.

Li Qiushui has already stood on the wall.

She slowly turned her head and looked in the other direction of the palace. A tender look suddenly appeared in her eyes, and then she turned to resolute and disappeared.

"Mother!"

Although Li Qingluo said it firmly before, she was a child after all. When Li Qiushui left, tears immediately rolled down like broken pearls.

"Be good, don't cry!"

Fang Ming reached out and picked it, and a camellia as bright as clouds fell into his hands: "Come on, give it to you! Do you think this flower looks like you? Does the dewdrops on the petals look like your tears?"

Li Qingluo saw that the camellia was as brilliant as a brocade, with dewdrops on it carrying water mist, just like pearls.

Although there are several camellias in Jianhu Valley, they are all wild species from the mountains. Even if they are more vibrant, how can they be compared with the hard work of such a royal family and a gardener who is a well-official family, and has worked hard to cultivate for several years?

She held the camellia in her hand, and her nose smelled the fresh and elegant fragrance of camellia, and her crying became less unknowingly.

"This camellia is also called the mandala flower here. I have seen it in ancient books. This flower can make people forget their worries and relieve their sorrows. I hope that your life will be like it in the future and will not hear sorrows!"

"Yeah, thank you brother!"

Li Qingluo held the camellia in her hand, feeling drunk, her face flushed, and she lowered her head.

Even though he is still young now, he still has a peerless appearance in the future.

Fang Ming seemed to be immersed in this warmth, but a thought arose in his heart: "Youth is fleeting, and the beauty is dry and bones cannot be seen forever, twenty years, fifty years, and one hundred years later, what else can be left in this situation?"

...

Spring goes and autumn comes, and time goes by. I don’t know how many years pass by.

Many precious camellias in the Zhennan Prince's Mansion also bloomed and faded, and they continued to be produced, and more famous products were continuously sent.

In a trance, ten years have passed.

Today, Zhennan Prince's Mansion has been expanded several times, with a wider area, magnificent atmosphere and majestic.

The people of Dali all knew that this prince was kind-hearted and was diligent in his work and loved the people. Since he took power, he has repeatedly reduced taxes and paid tribute to the people's livelihood, and has exempted salt taxes. This great good policy has benefited the entire Dali, making Fang Ming regarded as a Buddha of all families and has a reputation among the people.

Not only Dali, but also Tubo, Xixia, Dali, Dalia and other countries also knew that Dali had such a "wise king"! The reputation of Dali was even less than Duan Shouhui.

At this time, in the yard full of camellia, several boys in their ten years old were setting off and practicing martial arts.

"Xiao Chu, Xiao Gu! You follow me to practice horse stance for another hour! There are also Xiao Fu, Xiao Zhu, the prince said that you are smart and you can run around the field every day and exercise your light skills and body skills, and you must not leave it behind!"

The boy in the lead had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and had a huge head and brain. Although he was about the same age, he was half a head taller than everyone else. He ordered him casually and showed his might. The other four boys all took the order and were convinced.

This big-handed boy is naturally Xiao Feng! And the other four are Fu Sigui, Zhu Danchen, Gu Ducheng, and Chu Wanli's four guards.

Fang Ming naturally knew that these four guards each had their own masters, but the world was so great that there was still a master who could compete with him? In order not to waste these good seedlings, he immediately launched a hand and found a few young people.
Chapter completed!