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Young people are like spring leeks. When you are beautiful, why not be beautiful? When you are crazy, why not be crazy?

The eldest princess has never married outside, and the new emperor has changed the name of the eldest princess to raise her status. There are no queens and no newcomers in the harem, only half-old princes. They don’t fight for three days. dead master.

Tai Tuo was passive for half a month and didn't show up for a few days.Ji Mingjin rolled all the way from the front to Nanxun Palace like a spinning top, holding a ghost painting talisman with both hands: "Today's early work!"

The eldest princess didn't finish her tea, she couldn't get up and down for a while, the bitterness of spring bamboo shoots swept her mouthpiece.

The bamboo shoots in spring should not be so bitter, but I don’t know if they have been soaked for a long time, or they have been mixed with some strange things.

Ji Mingjin touched half a cup of tea, swallowed it, and then howled loudly: "Bitter—"

"The heart is soft..." Zhou Jintu said, "It's not the way to be a king."

Ji Mingjin combed two soaring fire stick braids, and there were some pastry crumbs of unknown origin on the corners of his mouth. He went in and out of his left ear and said, "Huh?"

The prince, the half-old child is also the prince.This brain is as white as a piece of paper, and it only pretends to eat, drink, have fun and sleep.

The young Chu Jun spoke eloquently, and grinned: "If you can live a happy day, what are you doing to trouble yourself, bitter tea, don't drink it."

"Don't think about making progress." Zhou Jintu said, but there was no reprimand in his eyes.

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"Ackle."

Zhou Tan held the horse's head and looked for people on the snow three times a day.The half-grown child is a monkey, and he will go over mountains and mountains without seeing him for a while, and the children of other families can only climb over walls and smash tiles.With a kick of two feet like hot wheels, no one can be seen after the bowl is knocked down.

The young master came from the Huoshan tribe, and of course he was picked up. The life that was snatched from under the claws of Xiong Xiazi, the shaman calculated that it was a life of peace and prosperity.

There are rumors in the world that if you are good at light work, you can't catch up with a fast horse. This kid can't catch up. His posture is really ugly, and his limbs are unsightly. No one can tell whether he uses two legs or four when he runs. leg.

Zhou Tan pinched his nose and stroked a layer of snow off his shoulders. The "monkey" left traces in the snow, and the footprints extended all the way to the mountainside.

Yes, the answer is there, four legs.

At the beginning of last year, a jingshe was built halfway up the mountain. It was the size of a thatched hut. It is said that he was a visitor from Nanjun. When he crossed the river alone, he only carried a pair of sharp swords.

Akele was brainwashed by these muddled rumors, and thought he was destined to be rich, he pointed at the top of the mountain, and said to Zhou Tan: "Great opportunity, good sword."

When Zhou Tan knocked on the door, Yan Chenzhi was playing against the child. The visitor with a sharp sword put on his head and sat sideways under Yan Chen's head. Sure enough, he had a sharp weapon in his arms. It was as clear as water. Broken hair.

Zhou Tan was stunned, and lowered his voice: "That's a knife."

The chess game has come to an end, surrounded by black pieces, it is a decisive game, Yan Chenzhi pushes away the chess table, his eyes are full of smiles: "Akele..."

He said, "Better than your father."

Zhou Tan was poked for no reason. He knew it was because Yan Chenzhi was merciless and refused to play fast chess, but this did not mean that the chess player trained by the three generations of Nanjun national players was easy to defeat. He grabbed the soaring braid, Unconvinced: "Come with me."

Akele pulled back his braid like a monkey, only staring at the pair of knives.

The woman under the hood said lightly: "Akele, in Northern dialect, is it Skyfire?"

"Yes."

"Fire can't hold water..." She took off her veiled hat, revealing a plain face, with lines at the corners of her eyes, and a turquoise flower in between her brows: "It's not suitable, but Mr. Zhou, let's practice together."

"There is a master..." Zhou Tan replied, arching his hands and saying: "General Gu."

"The Zhongzhou Army has disbanded..." Gu Yanzhi said, casually grabbing the cup of mixed tea and wine: "It's just a quack."

"Father..." Ackle said, "I ran very fast today."

Zhou Tan hesitated to speak, and finally lowered his head to look at the two rows of footprints, and said no more: "Aren't you going to pick a horse?"

Evening table.

"Wandering around the rivers and lakes, enjoying love and hatred..." Akele grabbed the pages of the book and said, "I think I am very handsome, why is it not on the list? Wait, why did my father only participate in the Red Dew Collection? Wait——"

Without saying a word, He Lianyun took down his bowl: "Have you written today's words?"

Writing is terrible, and every evening, he must cry for his father and mother. Zhou Tan left first, and He Lianyun became calmer and calmer as he got older. The child left monkey scratch marks on the national book, and was famous in Yujing. Taifu Song Qingwen said bluntly in court: "God cries and ghosts mourn, it's the same."

Zhou Tan stared at the lights of the abode in the distance, and suddenly remembered Ji Qinghe's posthumous writings. There are all kinds of ugly words in the world, but these two are so ugly that they are similar.

Mr. Yu shouted angrily from the underground space: "Akele—give me back my inkstone—"

Putting the palms of both hands on the back of the waist: "Why are you blowing air here?"

"Mr. Yuchuan Hanmolang..." Zhou Tan said, turning his face away, rubbing his ears together: "Teach him how to do it."

"Red Dew Collection..." He Lianyun lowered his voice, wiped the drops of water from his cheeks, and exerted some strength on the bridge of his nose: "Jin Xiao Honglu should also be on the list."

In the booklets of appreciation and appearance in the willow alleys of Huajie, the eyes are picky, and everyone who has left his name has his own anecdotes, and he also prefers to record "owners".

"I can see it." Zhou Tan said, his hand didn't exert any force at all, and he pointed downward loosely.

"He is night-blind." He Lianyun said, his breath getting closer.

Yamaharashita...

"Red Dew Collection..." Akele suddenly asked, "What do you mean?"

Yu Jintian snorted, didn't answer, just shook his hand, turned and left.

"Jinxiao Honglu..." He said, "Enter the road of ecstasy."

Akele only tilted his head, and an eagle landed with flowing clouds on its back. Its wingspan covered the sky and covered the sky, and its body was half gold and half white.

The young young master jumped on his horse and carried an eagle. He heard the Gu family tease him during the day, and if he could ride his horse across the abyss at the head of the mountain, he would be given a pair of swords.

One green and one green, the bullfighting is full of anger, breaking through mountains and rivers.

Young people are like spring leeks, so there is no need to be beautiful when they are beautiful, and so crazy when they are crazy.

He tightened his grip on the horse's head, and jumped towards the bottomless chasm. The horse's hooves crushed the thin ice on the opposite bank, and he slid to stand still.

The author says:

Thank you very much.

Yu Jintian: I give you a lung!I am not blind!

Ah? A parkour wizard? A master of daydreams? A fiery Koehler.