"Why are you not disturbed at all?" The young princess asked in surprise, staring at Wei Yang, who was about to go to practice martial arts, who was so energetic that he jumped off the Hanyu bed and was about to go to practice martial arts.

This guy is so powerful. The firecrackers of last night were like crazy, from the end of the night to the end of midnight.

But Wei Yang was able to sleep soundly in the sound of firecrackers like money all over the city, which was something that even a master like her could not do!

"What's so strange about this? What you want to play, what I want to sleep, of course I won't be disturbed." Wei Yang moved his muscles and bones, picked up the long sword placed at the head of the bed, and went out to practice.

The little princess frowned and was worried.

He always thinks about military and national affairs in his heart. When he doesn't think about these things, he occasionally thinks of raising his energy and preparing for the attack in the coming year.

This is not good for him.

In the words of later generations, this is called workaholic and paranoid.

Such people are sometimes respectable.

But in the eyes of more people, such people are more terrible.

The worst thing is that Wei Yang is so self-disciplined.

He said he would not eat alcohol. Who has seen him eat alcohol over the years?

He said that he should try his best to work and rest regularly, and as long as he does not marching and fighting, he must go to bed and practice martial arts on time and at the right time.

Every day of his life seems to be completely apart from working and eating, and the only thing left is to constantly improve himself in a huge sense of crisis.

"Get up early to practice, copy copybooks, oh, now, I've added a study of singing and dancing, and then practice martial arts, eat, lunch break, get up and continue practicing martial arts. After dinner, go out to ask people for information about the people's situation, ask about some political affairs, go home to continue practicing martial arts. You must lie down to rest at about the hour of Hai, and continue practicing martial arts after two or three hours..." The little princess was extremely worried, and hurriedly shook Feng Wu and Qing'er. She thought that this should attract their attention.

Feng Wu yawned and was a little hangover.

In a daze, when the little princess said this, she smiled and said, "Then you think too much..."

"Why don't you call me?" Gao Lan jumped off the kang.

She is even lazy and just eat some wine and doesn't practice on the cold jade bed. The warm kang is her favorite.

The little princess said, "You are just thinking about comfort..."

"That's because you're thinking too much. How did he treat himself badly? Now the entire army is filled with a sense of arrogance that I am the best in the world. If the soul in the army does not take the lead in setting an example, what do you want others to think? In fact, he has a clear mind about his own plan. When it's time to relax, he dares to go to the brothel." Gao Lan spread rumors casually.

The little princess was furious: "Break his legs!"

Gao Lan said with a smile: "Isn't that enough? Don't worry, he has a strong sense of crisis. When we see that our martial arts are enough to escape from top masters like Wang Zhi, do you think he can't remember to enjoy it? Another thing, we only see him working hard, but not, this is called enjoying it!"

What is the solution?

"In his own words, we are a group of idealists who are in the Ming Dynasty for an ideal country where 'the farmer has his own land, the living has his own house, the elderly have their own homes, the children have their own education, and all industries will develop in a balanced and orderly manner', but what about him? He is just a pessimistic struggler, but in fact, he is the biggest idealist. We think of a wise monarch, the orderly bureaucracy, and the people are self-sufficient in their lives. But he thinks that no one can ride on others as a mighty man, nor can he." Gao Madam chuckled, "With such obsession in his heart, he will feel that his struggle is too hard? He enjoys the process of struggle, not the result of struggle. Now you understand? Worry about it."

But……

Gao Lan said: "Some people think about striving to become the best, some people think about dominating the world. Once this goal is achieved, this kind of person will lose his goal and become a degenerate. He is different from everyone. Appropriate worries will have the effect of adjusting life for him. Let's not think so much. We will do whatever he wants. If we can't figure it out, we will do it first and then look at it. There will be no mistakes, right?! If he is wrong, we will ask him to come back. If he is right, we will follow him. What are we afraid of? He enjoys his struggle, we will enjoy our struggle, and enjoy the life we ​​create together. As for correcting him, what is wrong with him? Why should we correct him?"

Speaking of this, Gao Lan specifically reminded: "We can respect an unfamiliar struggler and find ways to get close to the struggler we love. But no matter what, we cannot hold back an idealist, and we cannot think of using our despicable insights to change the persistence of an idealist who has the whole heart and the "sea of ​​stars" in his eyes. For us, it is best to make ourselves strong first so that others cannot threaten the safety of our lives. This is one of the greatest helps to him. Understand?"

Words are good words, but the little princess is angry that you, a lazy woman who doesn't want to get up even if you lie down, have the face to say struggle?

"You don't understand, I'm called correctly resolving the murderous aura in my heart." Gao Lan said seriously.

Let it go, the murderous aura in your heart has long been destroyed by the meeting.

"Yes, I'm just lazy, what's wrong?" Gao Lan was furious.

Qing'er leaned to the side in a daze, and I'll sleep for a while if you hit you.

She was curious about what Wei Yang could see when he ran out early in the morning?

Wei Yang really saw something that he hated very much.

What?

real estate!

With his current martial arts, it is still very difficult to come by the moon. It is something that only a master like Dongfang Bubai can do, but it is still possible to walk by the water.

Stepping on the eaves of the high and low eaves, leaving no sound. Against the backdrop of the bleak moonlight and the scattered lights, Wei Yang stepped across the roofs of thousands of households and sprinkled in Hami City.

These days, he has felt increasingly dependent on Han Yu Bed, which is not good.

In addition, only by riding the wind over mountains, rivers, listening to the whistling of the wind, and watching the lights of thousands of families, can he continue to grow in his body. Now even the ones in the lower dantian gradually form a cloud of water mist. I don’t know when a pool of cold water will form. In the blink of an eye, the true energy that is moving in the heaven and earth will not follow the Tianxiang Witch, and even the slightest witch of Tianxiang will lead to the rampage all over his body.

He walked across the city happily, and Wei Yang stood at the top of the city tower in the East City overlooking the city. He did not dare to take advantage of the contribution of Hami, whose population had exceeded 500,000, but he deserved it.

A real man should benefit the world!

One room, one city, one land, one country, and even the whole world.

Suddenly, Wei Yang's gaze was attracted by a new area opened in the east of the city not far away.

The high-rise lamp sign clearly reads the four big words "Jinlai Diye". In the halo of the storm lights next to it, there is also a three-meter-long sign that looks like a billboard.

Land industry?

"Isn't it just real estate?" Wei Yang immediately rushed down and looked closer. He didn't see any clarity yet. He asked about the wine and meat. He saw that there were advertising papers thrown in the mess of paper, all of which were advertisements from this "Jinlai Di Industry".

There is also a large round bucket standing on the side of the road. I don’t know what to do. Now it is full of chicken, duck, fish and meat, and even vegetables that are extremely rare in winter.

The anger in Wei Yang's heart immediately surged out.

He suppressed his anger and leaned forward. When he saw the slogans on the huge billboard, a murderous intent suddenly arose in his heart.
Chapter completed!