[Comprehensive martial arts] Why are there so many people who seek to usurp the throne!

Zhui Ming looked eagerly at the good wine on the table, and stretched out his tentative little hand to get close to the wine.

Just when he was about to touch the scented wine that made him want to get hungry, a pair of hands mercilessly kept him farther and farther away from the jar of wine.

Zhuiming glared at the hands that made him unable to have a blind date with his dear Meijiu. After seeing the owner of those hands, he said dejectedly: "From now on, you can never mess with women."

It holds your lifeline and makes you live or die.

Cui Qingyue cast a glance at him, lifted the red cloth on the wine jar, and the aroma of the wine filled the room.

Zhui Ming closed his eyes and sniffed intoxicated, and cautiously probed the table with his hands, without exception, without success.

The life-seeking eyes looked at Wuqing, but Wuqing said, "Your mouth should be taught a lesson."

Zhui Ming let out a long sigh.

"Third Master's sigh, I can hear it ten meters away." A heroic laugh rang out.

Cui Qingyue waited for the iron hand that Cui Qingyue had been looking forward to for a long time but did not arrive, but the Nine Existing Dragon invited by Zhuge Zhengwo—Qi Shaoshang.

One of his hands was broken, but the other was very flexible. He picked up the wine on the table and poured it into his stomach. After drinking, he wiped his mouth, "Good wine."

Staring at Cui Qingyue resentfully, "Why can he drink?"

"He didn't mess with me, so he can drink, but you can't." Cui Qingyue said.

Zhuiming stood up angrily, and walked out the door step by step, "I'll buy it myself!" After walking a few steps, he retreated, approaching Wu Qing with a flattering smile, "Master Wu Qing, can you lend me some money?"

The ruthless answer was also straightforward, "No, you haven't paid me back the money you borrowed last month, last month."

Zhui Ming looked at Cui Shaoshang, who was watching the excitement.

Qi Shaoshang spread his hands, "I came to Bianjing as if fleeing for my life, how could I be rich?"

Zhui Ming collapsed on the chair again, "Life is hard."

After smelling only the aroma of the wine but not the smell, Zhui Ming restrained himself a lot. Seeing how peaceful he was, Cui Qingyue still gave him the rest of the wine.

Early this morning, Cui Qingyue went to a small stall on the north side of Touxi Street as usual.

In the past few days, Mrs. Xue was very clear about her hobbies, and asked, "Miss Cui, is it still the same as before?"

"En." Cui Qingyue nodded.

After a while, a bowl of tofu flower with chopped green onion, dried shrimp and sesame oil was served on the table.

Aunt Xue wiped her hands and asked her, "Miss Cui, I have changed to a new blend of sesame oil, why don't you try it?"

The tofu flower was served with fragrant sesame oil. Aunt Xue knew that Cui Qingyue liked to eat dried shrimps and specially dug a few spoonfuls for her, and put a large spoonful into Cui Qingyue's mouth.

"Delicious!" Cui Qingyue spoke highly of it.

Aunt Xue breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to work. Since Mrs. Cui came to eat tofu flowers at the stall, her business has improved a lot.

Fang Yingkan lifted the curtain and saw Cui Qingyue, who was out of place by the bridge, and said, "Stop the sedan chair."

Cui Qingyue was eating bean curd under the bridge, and Wang Ximeng, whom she saw that day, was waving at her on the bridge and wanted to get off, but Fang Yingkan, who had just arrived by her side, stopped him.

Wang Ximeng's face was extremely disgusted, and he didn't know what kind of feud he had with Fang Yingkan.

"I met Ms. Cui again. It's really a rare encounter in life." Fang Yingkan sat opposite her and said with a smile.

Touxi Street has always been bustling, with the sound of hawking, the hurried footsteps of pedestrians, and the sound of running water, all intertwined, it is not as pleasant as a casual sentence by Fang Yingkan.

Fang Yingkan propped his head up to watch her eat.Being stared at by people like this, eating tofu flower in a bowl is not so delicious.

"If you want to eat, you can order a bowl, and I won't give you this bowl if you stare at me." Cui Qingyue said seriously, no one has ever snatched food from her mouth.

Except for the coquettish and dissolute Wang Lianhua.

Fang Yingkan couldn't help laughing, and beckoned for Mrs. Xue to also have a bowl. He ate calmly, and his temperament and delicate clothes were as out of place as the fireworks in this market place.

Also out of place with him was Cui Qingyue who was opposite him.

"I didn't expect Fang Xiaohou to be used to the food at this stall." Cui Qingyue sarcastically said.

"I'm not born to be Lord Marquis, and I haven't never experienced hard times, and a bowl of tofu flower is not considered hard." Fang Ying said.

Cui Qingyue actually didn't know much about this Young Master Fang, just one side, and he had nothing to do with her in the past.

"Let's not talk about me, Miss Cui has gained a great reputation in the court recently."

It is in the court, not in the rivers and lakes.

After going around in circles, he still exposed his purpose.

After chasing orders and escorting a group of people from the Pingnan Palace back to the capital to hand over their belongings, none of them took credit for it, but they reported it one by one.

Everyone didn't expect that Prince Pingnan still had Li Daitao's dream of being stiff.

This prince Pingnan really looks like the emperor, not only does he look alike, but even his every move is exactly the same.

After Zhao Yan thought about it for a while, he realized that there must be people from the Pingnan Palace beside him, otherwise why his life habits and small actions and little habits that no one else knew about were all imitated by Prince Pingnan.

He was angry, if the people from Pingnan Palace really succeeded, these people kneeling down might not know that their emperor had changed.

He wiped out a wave of people around him, and even the closest princes and fathers were sent home to retire.

After re-cultivating a wave of newcomers he promoted himself, even Eunuch Mi doesn't trust him that much anymore.

With Zhao Yan's action, the power that Eunuch Mi worked so hard to cultivate in the kilometer was scattered and severely injured.Not only these, but the most important thing is that the emperor has vague doubts about Eunuch Mi in his eyes.

What caused all of this was the person opposite Fang Yingkan who was eating tofu flower calmly.

Even though Fang Ying looks pleasing to the eye, the tofu flower is not so delicious to him.

This man has a purpose in everything he says and does, even if it's not obvious, Cui Qingyue can still detect it.

"What do you want to ask, just ask. If I can answer, I will know everything. If I can't answer, I can say no." Cui Qingyue felt a little regretful that there was still half a bowl of tofu flower left.

Fang Ying was taken aback by the blunt words, he hadn't met such a straightforward person for a long time.

In this city of Bianjing, none of the people he came into contact with had an exquisite heart, and the words he said were twisted and twisted, which made people struggle to think about what he said.

You have to taste it carefully to understand its meaning.

Sometimes you taste it, and you can only find that what people say after twists and turns is just nonsense, and it is useless to say it.

She said it bluntly, and Fang Yingkan asked bluntly, "Which side is Miss Cui on?"

Cui Qingyue tilted his head and thought for a long time, "I only rely on my heart."

Fang Ying said with a smile: "Miss Cui's friend can help Su Mengzhen see a doctor in Jinfengxiyulou. That girl's medical skills are really good. Su Mengzhen hasn't coughed for a long time."

"She is her, I am me, what she wants to do has nothing to do with me."

Fang Yingkan said helplessly: "Su Mengzhen is in better health, but the forces in Bianjing will be panicked. Once the balance is broken, Bianjing will be full of storms."

Whether it's Liufenbantang's family dominating or Jinfengxiyulou's family dominating, this is not what Fang Yingkan wants to see.

Once the balance is broken, the opponent should seem to say that it is a threat.

Cui Qingyue stood up and said: "You are not the emperor, you don't need to maintain the balance, you are the Marquis, that's right, there are too many things to worry about."

Fang Yingkan sighed: "It seems that the girl and I are not traveling together."

After leaving the tea to cool down, there were only a few copper coins lying quietly on the table.

Not far away, Wang Ximeng chased after Cui Qingyue.He squatted nearby for a few days, and finally waited for Cui Qingyue to come.

On the highest cliff in the suburbs, you can't see the turbulent Bianjing from here.Under the cliff is the diffuse mist, here is the place where Bianjing is closest to the sky.

The unknown wild flowers on the edge of the cliff swayed with the wind, and the green grass poked its head out from the cracks in the stones.

The sun rose little by little, breaking through the haze, and dyed the sky with a glow.

Wang Ximeng was leaning against a rock, while Cui Qingyue sat cross-legged on the grass.

"I didn't expect Bianjing to have such a beautiful place." Cui Qingyue said.

Looking into the distance, Wang Ximeng said, "Everything in this world has its beauty. The bustling city of Bianjing, the pedestrians passing by, the cries of hawkers one after another, and the noise of husband and wife, all of these are integrated together, and there is nothing that is not beautiful.

On this cliff, the rising sun, misty stratus clouds, emerald green grass and a lone boat under the cliff are different scenery from Bianjing city. "

The picture scroll in Wang Ximeng's hands took shape little by little, "I have heard people say that there is never a lack of beauty in this world, what is lacking is the heart to discover beauty."

Cui Qingyue turned his head to look at the painting in his hand. The painting was clearly about this cliff, but it had a different style.

"Then why are you still persistent in finding Penglai?" Cui Qingyue asked.

"Because I haven't seen it before, I'm curious whether it is as beautiful as people think." Wang Ximeng said.

"I'm afraid that will disappoint you. It's not the legendary 'Penglai', but an isolated island that was casually named 'Penglai' by my master."

"Even if it's not 'Penglai', it's the most beautiful place in Ms. Cui's heart." Wang Ximeng said with yearning in his eyes, "I was born in Bianjing, and the scenery I write can't be separated from Bianjing city. Can you tell me about Penglai? "

Cui Qingyue recalled it for a while.

A flower and a grass in Penglai are clearly in her mind at this moment.

"Penglai is very cold, and there is fog all year round. Only when the summer is the hottest, the fog will dissipate.

Unknown flowers grow on the top of the mountain, and they spread across the entire land against the wind and frost.Purple petals, white stamens, I have never seen the same flowers outside Penglai.It grows very tenaciously, even if it is trampled by the white fox living on the top of the mountain, it can still grow new ones in the coming year.

My master and I lived halfway up the mountain, nothing special, but a plum tree was planted in the courtyard, and the master poured too much wine, when it bloomed, there was no plum fragrance, only a strong smell of wine. "

With Cui Qingyue's narration bit by bit, a beautiful scroll unfolded before Wang Ximeng's eyes.

"It's so beautiful."

Born in the sea, drinking the morning dew, wearing a cloak of frost, he is free from head to toe.

He already felt that this should be the most beautiful place in the world just from what other people said.