The beginning of the king guards the Great Wall

Could it be that I came early and she hasn't started practicing yet?

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Gongsunli noticed Jiang Ming's abnormality, and there was some doubt in his beautiful eyes.

"Oh, nothing." Jiang Ming said cheekily, "I was just shocked by your beauty."

Gongsunli covered her mouth and smiled lightly, looking reserved and beautiful, even though she just jumped into the man's arms on her own initiative.

Jiang Ming suddenly thought of something, and asked tentatively, "Miss Gongsunli seemed to say that you already have someone you like?"

Gongsunli shook his head lightly, blushing and said: "That's all a lie to Zhao Zhen, in fact, the slave's family is still a big girl who has not left the court."

The eldest daughter who has not left the court. . .The grudge in Jiang Ming's heart disappeared immediately.

As long as you are a good girl who hits the nail on the head, we can continue to have fun.

It doesn't matter if he is a warrior or not, anyway, he already has several prospective girlfriends of warriors.

Goddess actually told him this kind of privacy, my mother, it's so irritating. . .All the men put down the sticks in their hands.

Then pull out the machete!

crunch.

At this time, there was the sound of the door opening on the second floor of the Music Art Square.

Yang Yuhuan walked out of the Accord, her cold eyes swept over the crowd below.

When she saw Jiang Ming and Gongsunli hugging each other, her eyes became even colder.

"A Li, come here."

Gongsunli stuck out his tongue and whispered, "Sister Yang Yuhuan is an orphan just like me, we are as close as sisters."

She didn't say what happened next, and Jiang Ming could guess it.

Yang Yuhuan must have seen her younger sister being raped by a pig, that's why she looked a little ugly.

"Sister Yang, your work is done. Do you know that my sister was bullied just now, which scared me to death."

Gongsunli jumped happily to his sister's side, chattering endlessly like a sparrow.

Listening to her words, Yang Yuhuan first frowned her eyebrows, then slowly unfurled them, and finally looked at Jiang Ming in surprise.

He is actually a platinum fighter, and more importantly, he is willing to offend the Zhao family for Ah Li.

However, when he first met A Li, he made a fuss about A Li. This person is also a critique, at best a critique with a sense of justice.

Yang Yuhuan's impression of Jiang Ming has changed slightly, but the label of color criticism cannot be removed.

If Jiang Ming found out, he would definitely call out his injustice.

I really didn't do it first!

Jiang Ming followed behind Gongsunli, and after she finished explaining her grievances, he asked, "Miss Yang, how is Master Di?"

Yang Yuhuan nodded slightly: "There is no serious problem, I will wake up immediately within three days, and recover immediately after half a month of recuperation."

"Thank you, girl." Jiang Ming cupped his fists in thanks.

Yang Yuhuan gave him a cold look, and said, "You're welcome, I'll take it as a reward for saving Ah Li."

She was busy healing Di Renjie before, but she didn't know that her sister was being bullied.

Otherwise, she would have killed Zhao Zhen with her own hands.

But if this is the case, she can't hide the fact that she is a warrior, and it will definitely cause a lot of trouble.

In other words, while Jiang Ming saved Gongsunli, he also secretly helped Yang Yuhuan.

Of course, the main purpose of Yang Yuhuan's words was not to express gratitude, but to warn Jiang Ming from the side: "You and I are clean, don't think about my sister!"

The stupid Gongsunli didn't understand the other meaning in his sister's words, and said pleasantly, "Sister Yang, it turns out that the person you are treating is a friend of Young Master Jiang Ming, that's great."

She looked at Jiang Ming, her eyes were full of light: "This is the fate between you and me!"

Jiang Ming smiled and nodded: "Yes, it's fate."

Yang Yuhuan gritted her teeth secretly: "Sister who doesn't live up to expectations, actually likes such a sex critique!"

Chapter 91: King of Thunder and Lightning

Late at night, Zhao Mansion.

Zhao Zhenghao stood as if he was being punished, with his head lowered, his face was cloudy and cloudy against the flickering lights.

"A great shame, a great shame!"

It was not Zhao Zhenghao who spoke, but the white-headed old man sitting in the first seat, Zhao Tai.

Zhao Tai is currently the elder with the highest seniority in the Zhao family, Zhao Zhenghao's uncle, and it is in his hands that the Zhao family has flourished.

Although Zhao Tai has abdicated from the officialdom, but with decades of accumulation of contacts, half of the officials in the court today have a more or less deep or shallow friendship with him.

He stomped his feet, and the whole Chang'an trembled accordingly.

"A mere border lieutenant, an official the size of a fly, how dare he do that."

Zhao Tai slapped the table violently, and Zhao Zhenghao below was terrified.

Zhao Tai had already ordered someone to find out Jiang Ming's details, but the result was beyond everyone's expectations.

That wild boy was bluffing people, thinking he was someone from some powerful force, but he turned out to be a general from the Great Wall, and he was also a lieutenant general.

"It's a pity that you have lived for more than 40 years, and you were surprised by a stunned young man, and even apologized to Yi Ji face to face. The face of the old Zhao family was lost by you!"

Zhao Tai pointed at his nephew's nose and cursed, the latter lowered his head in shame.

He didn't really care about his nephew's dignity, but this nephew was Zhao Jiaming's spokesperson after all.

Slapping Zhao Zhenghao in the face is slapping the Zhao family's face, and slapping the Zhao family's face is slapping Zhao Tai in the face.

Zhao Tai is more than a few years old, half of his body is buried in the ground, what he cares most about is his reputation after death, how can he tolerate Jiang Ming ruining his face?

Platinum fighters can walk sideways on the Great Wall, but when they arrive in Chang'an, the dragon has to coil up or the tiger has to lie down.

Annoyed the senior officials in the court, a memorial was written to the queen, and sent to the prison on the same day.