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

God Hou House.

Different from the peaceful Shenhou Mansion in the past, Zhui Ming, who had just returned from the case, took a sip of wine, unaware that the wine stains stained his collar, and kept singing, "You must be happy in life, don't make gold The bottle is empty against the moon..."

"Who's singing? It's so bad that I'm going to spit out my dinner overnight." Su Ying just followed them into the Shenhou Mansion, when she heard a rough male voice yelling at the top of her throat, and there was only one sentence in the yelling.

The ruthless wheelchair drove over the steps, glanced at the empty wine bottles scattered around, "Oh, you learned how to sing poetry while drinking."

"On the way to handle the case, I met a friend with similar interests. I heard this poem from him. It's a pity that I was stupid and barely learned this sentence." Zhui Ming raised his eyelids, took another sip of wine, Holding the jug, with a movement of his legs, he came to Cui Qingyue, "Wuqing, where did you get this beautiful woman, you are really lucky."

Chasing life is fast, but Cui Qingyue is faster than him, Kyushu Tage is running, and he is a few feet away from chasing life in an instant.

Zhui Ming's eyes lit up, he picked up the jug in his hand and took a sip of wine, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, "Girl, it's so easy." After finishing speaking, he looked at the woman in white who was standing beside Wu Qing with her arms folded, " Another beauty, you are really lucky."

Ruthlessly ignored Zhui Ming's teasing, and asked directly: "Where is Uncle Shi?"

"I'll be waiting in the study room after receiving your pigeon." Zhui Ming sat back in his chair, and when Cui Qingyue passed by him, he heard him say: "I must compete with the girl if I have a chance."

Cui Qingyue paused and looked directly at him, "I refuse."

Zhui Ming was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Have a personality."

Cui Qingyue moved his nose slightly, picked up the empty wine bottle on the table and smelled it, then shook his head, "Your wine is not as good as mine."

"My old Guo family in the south of the city gave me their daughter Hong who had been buried in their field for 15 years in order to thank me for saving my life. How could it be bad?" He took another sip, his eyes clear, "It's really good wine."

"If it's not intoxicating, it's not good wine." Cui Qingyue said.

When Yin Xuanshuang had a wedding, she usually enjoyed all kinds of wine. She made countless jars of wine with the snow water from Penglai Snow Mountain, but when the wine was opened, she only took a sip and poured it all to the wintersweet plant in the corner.

He also read in his mouth: "If they are not intoxicating, they are not good wine."

Over the years, even the wintersweet plant has been tainted with the smell of wine, but Yin Xuanshuang has never brewed the intoxicating "good wine" in her mouth, but just holds the empty wine bottle and looks at the bright moon in the sky that is beyond reach. .

Cui Qingyue knew that there was someone in Yin Xuanshuang's heart, what she drank was not wine, she just missed the people she drank with.

Cui Qingyue collected 49 days of mist from the highest peak of Penglai in the early morning, and according to ancient books, it took five years to turn it into a small altar of thousand-day drunkenness.

Yin Xuanshuang took a sip, woke up from a dream, and stopped brewing wine since then, while Cui Qingyue sat under the plum tree and rejoiced that this plum tree was finally able to grow healthily, so that he would not be soaked in wine every day and become an unscrupulous old alcoholic , Even the blooming flowers exude the smell of wine, without the fragrance of flowers.

Zhuiming hugged the wine jar and laughed loudly, patted the table and said to Wuqing: "Wuqing, where did you find such a transparent and wonderful person, your luck really makes me envious."

Cui Qingyue ignored him and followed Wuqing. At this moment, she was a little distressed. As a junior, she came to visit, but she was empty-handed, which made Cui Qingyue, who has always known etiquette, into trouble.

Wu Qing seemed to have sensed her distress, "What worries does Ms. Cui have?"

Su Ying looked left and right, and didn't feel that the young lady of the family had any concerns. I really don't know where he saw it.

"It's not good for me to come to the door empty-handed like this." Cui Qingyue thought that with the strength of her feet, she should have time to go out and buy something before visiting.

A very shallow smile appeared on Wuqing's face, "Uncle Shi doesn't stick to formality, he won't care about these."

Even his apprentice said so, Cui Qingyue didn't insist.

After Wuqing knocked on the door and got a response, she opened the door and asked Cui Qingyue to go in, but Su Ying was about to follow in but was stopped by Wuqing, "Miss Su, let's go around the mansion, Silver Sword, take Miss Su around."

"Yes, son."

Su Ying snorted softly, turned her head and threw the silver sword away, and if she didn't go, she wouldn't go!

"This is Miss Cui from the Qinghe Cui family mentioned in your letter?" Zhuge Zhengwo's eyes filled with nostalgia, "You and your father are really carved out of the same mold."

Cui Qingyue pulled out his father's appearance in his memory and compared it with himself. The more he compared, the more grateful he was for her mother's good genes.

She said to Zhuge Zhengwo very seriously: "Maybe God, you haven't seen my father for a long time, and you have forgotten what my father looks like." Cui Qingyue added, "Actually, I haven't seen my father for more than ten years. Father, I can't remember his appearance clearly, but I can be sure that I am definitely not carved out of the same mold as him."

Zhuge Zheng's smile deepened even the creases at the corners of my eyes, "You are indeed not like him, at least he can't say that I am so speechless."

"Thank you, God, for your compliment."

It was only then that Cui Qingyue formally looked at Zhuge Zhengwo's image, he looked very kind and kind with his lips bent.

His face is weather-beaten, with wrinkles all over every corner, but what doesn't match his age is that he has more vitality than a young man.

The slightly raised lips looked like the fox that often stole her food in Penglai.

"You can call me Shishu just like Wuqing and the others." Zhuge Zhengwo also called her very affectionately, "Qingyue, you have been away from home for dozens of years, what is it like to come to Beijing this time?"

"For the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance." Cui Qingyue said seriously.

Zhuge is stroking my long beard, still smiling, "Their petty troubles are not serious, I think you are very skilled, why don't you come to the Shenhou Mansion to seek an errand?"

With astonishment on his ruthless face, "Uncle Shi?"

Cui Qingyue refused gently, "Shenhou Mansion is not my home."

"Then where is your destination?" Zhuge Zhengwo asked with great interest.

"The world."

"Okay, good ambition. You have the same good ambition as brother Zhengxian." Zhuge Zhengwo laughed, "I heard that Qingyue has friends coming with him, and Shenhou Mansion will treat you well."

Cui Qingyue bid farewell, "Thank you."

After Cui Qingyue left, he pushed the wheelchair ruthlessly and asked Zhuge Zhengwo who was sitting in the upper seat, "Uncle Shi, why are you..."

Zhuge Zhengyi dropped a letter from the desk, "This is a secret letter from the palace, just take a look."

Wuqing took the letter and glanced at it, the expression on his face was indescribable, "This emperor, could it be that he is crazy."

Zhuge Zhengwo stared ruthlessly, "Who allowed you to arrange the emperor regardless?"

Zhuge Zheng walked down the desk and said: "The emperor has been controlled by Cai Jing and Mi Gonggong in the palace all year round. I am afraid that he can only get a glimpse of the Jianghu from the mouths of others and the story books. He doesn't understand the complexity of the Jianghu forces. There is a strange person from the mother's family who cultivated in the fairy mountains overseas, so how could he not be interested in the position of the No. [-] order and the martial arts follower."

"Then why didn't you stop her, Uncle Shi?" She was obvious in Wu Qing's mouth.

"Why do you want to stop it? Even I can't see the depth of her kung fu. Maybe she can really take down the position of 'Martial Arts Leader'. Although the name does not match the reality, at least the little emperor has the Renyi Villa in his hands." Chips." Zhuge Zhengwo patted Wu Qing on the shoulder, "I'm getting old, the world is always your young people's world."

Ruthlessly and helplessly said: "Uncle Shi, you are joking again."

As Cui Qingyue left the study, all the servants, large and small, stared at her along the way, and their small voices were magnified countless times in her ears.

"This is the girl that Uncle Wuqing personally brought in? My dear, this is the first time I've seen such a beautiful girl."

Everyone in the world loves beauty, even she is the same. People always subconsciously pursue beautiful things.

Cui Qingyue saw Su Ying squatting there by the pool in the garden playing with small fish in the water. Cui Qingyue imitated her and stretched out his hand to poke the small fish in the water.

Immediately, the little fish fled in all directions.

Cui Qingyue was a little aggrieved, "Why do they run away when I move them, but can you move them?"

She remembered that in Penglai, all the animals on the mountain avoided her, including the big fluffy grizzly bear she had always wanted to touch.

As soon as she saw it, she couldn't help but wonder if its pair of bear paws were really delicious in the world as written in the book.

She just stared at its bear's paw a few more times, and every time it saw her, it grinned and roared angrily.

It's really a stingy bear, and it won't lose a piece of meat after just a few glances.

Probably she was not born to be liked by animals.

"Have you seen Zhuge Shenhou?" Su Ying was still playing with the little fish, and there was another little fish swimming in her palm.

Cui Qingyue looked at her palm with envious eyes, "I see."

A man as cunning as a fox.

Seeing her envy, Su Ying smiled and poured the small fish together with water into her palm. Cui Qingyue closed her palms and bent her fingers, bubbling beautifully at the thought of being in contact with an animal, even though the animal was just a fish.

As soon as the fish was in her hands, it seemed to be dead, and its belly floated up. Cui Qingyue felt a little sorry, "Why did such a small fry die like this?"

Su Ying glanced at it, and it was still alive and kicking in her hands just now.

Cui Qingyue stared at the fish, "It's better to burn it and eat it than to die."

The fish turned over in an instant, jumped into the water from Cui Qingyue's hand with a jerk, and patted its small tail very lively in the water.

Could it be that the fish in the Shenhou Mansion have become fine.

Cui Qingyue was silent, and asked the servant to take her to the stable with strides, and touched the horse lent to her by the shopkeeper Wang Senji in Luoyang, "You are the first animal I can touch, Xiaopang's fat pigeon doesn't count."

The horse roared, lowered its head and chewed the feed obediently.

Cui Qingyue let go of the rope and led it out of the Shenhou Mansion. She led the horse and asked all the way, and finally came to the Bianjing branch that the shopkeeper Wang Senji in Luoyang said.

Cui Qingyue handed the horse to Xiaoer, and took the letter written by the shopkeeper in Luoyang to the owner of Wang Senji to ask for her deposit back.

After a while, a man wearing black clothes and wearing a long sword came out. With a serious smile on his face, he said in a deep voice, "I am the shopkeeper, and my name is Wang Ba'er. Dare I ask the heroine's name?"

"Cui Qingyue."

Dare to ask which father it is, she really admires the ingenious way of naming.

"Your name is really unique." Cui Qingyue admired.

Wang Ba'er was obviously very happy, with a smile on his serious face, as if he liked others to praise his name, "A woman is beautiful and has a good eye!"

Isn't he the son of Wang Ba?

The author has something to say:

It feels like the heroine is being serious and funny all the time...

Wang Gongzi, who is addicted to role-playing, is deeply involved in the play

Oscar must go to him!