[Comprehensive martial arts] Protect our little prince

Zhao Mingyu looked at Ximen Chuuxue, his eyes were full of worry without concealing it, "Do you have to fight with all your might?"

Hua Manlou suppressed her smile slightly, Lu Xiaofeng hesitated to speak, but Ximen Chuuxue remained calm.

The white-clothed swordsman quietly looked at the young man who had caused him a lot of headaches these days, and suddenly he felt relieved, "Competing swords to discuss the way, you don't need to work hard."

His voice was as cold and hard as usual, if it wasn't for the smile in his eyes, it would have sounded like he said "must work hard".

Zhao Mingyu was stunned for a while before realizing that what this person said was "you don't need to work hard", the little prince patted his chest in fear, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, "It's good to live, it's good to live, and only when you live can you have the chance to meet more opponents, because It's really unwise for a person to die or live alone, brother Fuxue is great."

Ximen Fuxue: ...

He was probably crazy just now, otherwise he wouldn't have felt that the little ancestor was worried that he was worried about dying.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Ximen Chuuxue who got up and left, and laughed out loud, "Ximen, why are you going, Ximen?"

What responded to him was not Ximen Chuuxue's voice, but the sword aura that came directly to him.

Fortunately, he hid quickly, otherwise it might not be the hair that fell to the ground, but his clever head.

Oh, Ximen Chuuxue and him are close friends, how could he become so angry and want his life?

Zhao Mingyu looked around, he had been back for such a long time, but he didn't see Uncle Ximen's figure, did Yu Luocha and Ximen Chuuxue finally turn against each other and part ways?

Brother Chuuxue of their family is the light of the righteous way, while Yu Luocha is the great devil of the Ximen Demon Cult. Who would have thought that these two people would be father and son, anyway, he hadn't thought of it before.

The big devil is not here, and he will not look for it on purpose. The green Uncle Ximen and the green Ximen Chuuxue, for the sake of his own life, of course he chooses Ximen Chuuxue.

The little ancestor greeted Hua Manlou, left him and Lu Xiaofeng here to talk, then pulled out the gold ingot from the dark place and led the way to the other courtyard.

There is no golden house to hide the beauty in the other courtyard, only the prince of Taiping who has been fighting with his father for many years is hidden.

Gong Jiu's expression was gloomy, and he didn't react when he saw Zhao Mingyu. He glanced up as a greeting.

"Brother Ninth." The little ancestor obediently walked over, his goal changed from provoking the master to questioning the crimes to being able to enter the other courtyard as a success, only missing King Taiping who was blocked at the door and couldn't get in.

"Don't lose your temper?" Gong Jiu glanced over indifferently, and slowly handed over the wine in hand. After half of the hand, he remembered that Zhao Mingyu didn't know how to drink, and took his hand back as if nothing had happened.

The room looked a bit dark without windows, and the bright sunshine outside made the room even more lonely and desolate inside.

Gong Jiu is the owner of this place, and without his permission, the servants dare not approach this place. For so many years, Zhao Mingyu was the only one who dared to barge into his side without any scruples.

"Stop making trouble, Brother Jiu, if you drink too much, you will die suddenly." The little prince saw a pile of empty wine jars under the table, walked over and moved the unopened ones outside, and gave them to him with experience. Find something else to do.

A manly man, coy and outrageous, but he exploded as soon as he said it, what can he do, he can only coax him and wait for him to untie his knot.

Zhao Mingyu didn't mention King Taiping who was guarding the gate and sighing. He just sat down opposite Gong Jiu, made sure that the man was still awake, and said with a sad face, "Brother Jiu, Uncle Wang Pingnan is going to rebel."

Gong Jiu raised his eyebrows, sneered and raised his head slowly, "King Pingnan?"

"Yes, King Pingnan." Zhao Mingyu nodded, acting out a grand drama in which an orphan brother and widow brother were coveted by poor relatives for their family property, and joined forces with outsiders to kill the poor brothers.

After the performance was full of voice and emotion, the scene of becoming a brother in anger did not happen. Gong Jiu did not know when he brought out a plate of beans, sipping the last bit of wine and watching him funny, "Don't stop, continue .”

Zhao Mingyu: ...

"Ninth Brother, it's easy for you to be sacked when you go out like this." Zhao Mingyu sat back angrily, and told him everything he knew. If he doesn't say it now, this person will know everything in a few days. In his brother's heart , this one is more reliable than him.

Gong Jiu casually listened to what he said, spun the wine glass and thought for a while, then clapped his hands and asked the servants to invite the evil star at the door in.

King Taiping didn't expect to be able to enter the other courtyard. He would guard the gate of the other courtyard every year when he came to the capital. .

Did Mingyue finally recognize him as his father?

Nephew Ming Yu is doing well, the old uncle will give you a big red envelope later, woo woo woo~

With tears in his eyes, King Taiping followed the servant who led the way to the hall, and was even more excited when he saw the two brothers who loved each other inside, "Mingyueer~~~"

Gong Jiu's face turned cold, and his voice seemed to be icy, "Get out if you can't speak."

The thick voice stopped abruptly, and the tall man raised his eyebrows and eyes, like a big abandoned dog.

Zhao Mingyu got off the chair lightly, walked to poor Uncle Wang, sighed and stood together, one big and one small stood together dejectedly, saying that it was difficult to justify not being a family.

——Nephew Ming Yu, the old uncle got scolded again~

——Uncle Wang, Brother Nine just played me like a monkey~

The two uncles and nephews looked at each other, wishing to express their grievances by crying in their arms. Fortunately, they knew where this place was, and controlled their emotions very reservedly.

Because if they can't control it, what awaits them is that both of them will be kicked out of the house. Don't ask why they know, it means they have been kicked out before. The painful lesson makes people feel at ease.

Zhao Mingyu was as obedient as a little chick, and waited for their ninth brother to return to the state of a gentle and amiable brother, then turned around and asked the question, "Uncle Taiping, do you know much about Uncle Pingnan?"

King Pingnan's fief is near the South China Sea, and he doesn't go out much when he comes to the capital every year. There are many vassal princes in the Song Dynasty. Zhao Mingyu is only familiar with Prince Taiping's mansion, and King Pingnan can be said to be the most transparent one in it.

Obviously the fiefdom is not small, and the power is not small. The first emperor still held military power when he was in power, but he just had no sense of existence, so Zhao Mingyu didn't react in surprise when he heard that he was going to rebel.

There must be something tricky about being so abnormal.

"Then the old boy bullied you?" King Taiping frowned, and the aura changed instantly, "Ming Yu is not afraid, the old boy is used to insidiousness, if you are bullied, tell the old uncle, and the old uncle will help you bully me back .”

Zhao Mingyu nodded pitifully, "Uncle Pingnan bullies others, he not only bullies me, he also bullies brother Jiu, Uncle Taiping wants to make the decision for us."

Gong Jiu really had no patience with this little ancestor, so he slapped him aside, and then explained the classics to King Taiping.

He has already sent someone to find out what King Pingnan is doing recently. If there is really a problem, if he wants to solve the matter quietly, he needs the help of this person.

There are quite a few generals in the Forbidden Army, but not many capable ones. He doesn't like this father, but he can't deny this man's ability to lead troops.

Zhao Mingyu covered his head and squatted on the ground to draw circles. He waited for them to finish talking before opening his mouth, "Ninth Brother, that's not why I came to you."

The Imperial Study Room is big enough, you can gather together and go there to discuss, I don’t want to care about these things, I just want to know how to defeat Ye Gucheng.

Defeating Ye Gucheng and copying Baiyun City, this is what they should do. Serious things should be done by decent people. It is enough for us brothers to continue to be dishonest, and we don’t need to force ourselves to do things we don’t like.

Brother Nine, Brother Nine, are you the legendary upright person?

Gong Jiu pinched his itchy nose, picked up the young man who was squatting in the corner and muttered softly, and said coolly, "Speaking ill of people behind their backs?"

"No." Zhao Mingyu retorted confidently, "Don't just rely on Uncle Wang to be here and make trouble unreasonably. Uncle Wang is so upright, he will definitely not watch you bully the weak and innocent."

King Taiping hesitated for a moment, "Why don't I turn around first, after you bully Mingyue, Dad will turn around again?"

Zhao Mingyu's eyes widened, "Uncle Wang, am I still your favorite cub?"

King Taiping looked at the sky, looked at the ground, left and right, and then went to study the patterns on the vase to see if there was any mystery. In short, he just didn't answer the question.

The little prince sighed miserably, "Little Bai Cai, no one loves it, but it's pitiful and it attracts people's harm..."

Snapped--

After being hit on the head, Xiaobaicai became even more wilted.

King Taiping reluctantly left the other courtyard. If nothing happened, he wanted to live here until his son changed his mind. Unfortunately, now is not the time to indulge in the love of his children. Only when the internal strife in the old Zhao family is resolved can he continue to find a way to get along with his son. reconcile.

Gong Jiu watched him leave, with an inexplicably silent expression for a long time, until Zhao Mingyu thought that he had been tapped there, and then there was another movement, "Wait for me here for a while, Brother Jiu will take you out."

Go out not to hang out, but to find people.

Gong Jiu's news network is very powerful, he is the emperor's eyes in the world, as long as he wants to know, no one can escape his investigation, including Ye Gucheng.

Zhao Mingyu was a little nervous, "Ninth brother, shouldn't we recharge our batteries at this time? Isn't it good for us to come directly to Ye Gucheng?"

Although he is concerned about his family's property, he really never thought about confronting the Lord right now. The most important thing is, we can't beat him!

Brother Jiu wake up, Ye Gucheng is so good at fighting, and you still have a mop bottle, you can't make fun of our brothers' lives.

If you really want to find fault, can you wait for the younger brother to find some helpers before going?

The little prince babbled a lot, and finally annoyed Gong Jiu, who "wanted to seek death", and then, the two-person trip became a multi-person trip.

Members of the fault-finding team: Gong Jiu, Zhao Mingyu, Ximen Chuuxue, and Lu Xiaofeng.

There is also a Jade Rakshasa who suddenly disappeared and reappeared.

Hua Manlou could guess what it would be like when Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng met. He didn't like that kind of occasion, so he didn't follow.

Yu Luocha looks as gentle as ever, but Zhao Mingyu knows that he is in a very bad mood now, so bad that he may kill at any time. Facing a big devil who is not emotionally stable is like facing Ye Gucheng. Much scarier.

Zhao Mingyu wanted to cry, but if he knew the boss was there, he wouldn't call Ximen Chuixue, and he could go to the palace to find a few more powerful experts, it would be safer than Yu Luocha, who was so angry that he couldn't distinguish between himself and himself.

Yu Luocha smiled and walked beside Ximen Chuuxue, no one who saw him would think that he would have a son as big as Ximen Chuuxue, "Ming Yu, come here."

The voice is so gentle and gentle that it scares me to death.

Gong Jiu frowned, and protected the shivering little chicken behind him, "Senior, this is the capital."

Yu Luocha's eyes flickered slightly, and she smiled at this lifeless young man, then stopped very abnormally, Zhao Mingyu looked at the genuine green name on his head, rubbed his eyes in a daze.

He died young, has he become red-green color blind?