The Qing Dynasty's Mingyue's Heart of a Good King

In the afternoon, Ling Ziqing took the jade flute to the beach.She found a tall tree in the woods behind her and jumped up.Standing on a high place, looking at the vast sea, I have an indescribable feeling in my heart.

She stood on the branches and picked up the jade flute and played it. The clear and sad sound of the flute successfully attracted the attention of the students who were still playing.

"It's Mistress Three," suddenly Zimu shouted, pointing upwards.

"Really, it's amazing!"

Zhang Liang, who came with Tianming, was dressed in a Confucian costume, standing with his hands behind his back.Her long blue hair kept being blown up by the wind.The corners of his mouth raised slightly, those eyes that made people look down, and his perfect face instantly changed the color of the surroundings.Zhang Liang listened quietly to the unique artistic conception of the song with his eyes closed, and even Tian Ming, who was beside him, closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

Following a piece of music falling perfectly, Zhang Liang shouted to Ling Ziqing above: "Qing'er, come down quickly."

Ling Ziqing stared blankly at the people below, then jumped down in front of them. "What's wrong?"

"Daddy said to take us to the market, hehe, and roast chicken." Tianming grinned and grinned.

"It's rare that Zifang has time, so I'll accompany you!" With a movement of his hand, the jade flute automatically returned to the space bracelet.

Ling Ziqing was wearing a veil, holding Tianming's hand and Zhang Liang, and Shaoyu was walking on the street of the market, still looking like a family of four.

When I walked to the bridge, I saw a group of people gathered together, and there were two people standing inside.

I saw a young man with short hair and a sword on his back, expressionless: "I just want to cross this bridge"

However, the middle-aged man standing on the opposite side arrogantly put his feet on one hip and pointed with one hand: "Get up from my ass, I will let you cross the bridge"

With the sword on his back, Han Xin clenched his fists tightly, enduring the humiliation brought to him by the other party so as not to keep himself from getting angry.

Tianming couldn't stand it anymore and pointed: "Who can agree to such a thing?" He clenched his fists indignantly: "It seems that there must be a fight."

But at this moment, Han Xin suddenly knelt down unexpectedly, and began to crawl with his hands on the ground.

This person can endure humiliation like this, presumably he must be a difficult person, Ling Ziqing observed him silently.

"Hahahaha..." The middle-aged man laughed loudly: "Everyone see, this is a piece of trash. Hmph! I'm not wrong, am I?"

When the people around heard it, they all whispered to each other.Ling Ziqing's eyes turned cold, and when Han Xin was about to climb to the top of the person, she flicked her fingers in the air.

"Ah, who? Who attacked me?" The middle-aged man lay down in pain, facing the ground, and looked up fiercely at the group of people behind him.

"Hahaha, Shaoyu, look, this man fell on the ground." Tianming hugged his stomach and pointed at the people on the ground without politeness and laughed.

Zhang Liang subconsciously glanced sideways at Ling Ziqing beside him, and said softly, "You've never meddled in your own business, why did you suddenly..."

"Don't you also think that such a person who can endure what ordinary people can't bear is not worth a gang?" A smile appeared under the veil.

"But why didn't he resist? It's too embarrassing for a man." Tian Ming was puzzled.

Zhang Liang looked at the man who had stood up: "When a person has a higher mountain in his heart and wants to climb it, he won't care about the mud under his feet."

That's why, even though he was crawling, he still kept his head up, enduring the humiliation as calmly as water.Shaoyu kept looking straight at him.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, the middle-aged man pointed the finger at Tianming angrily: "Stinky boy, did you sneak up on me by laughing so much just now?"

Tianming immediately blew up, and furiously put one hand on his hip and one finger: "What?? A kid like me can knock you down in a sneak attack?" Then he pointed to Zhang Liang and said, "Also, my father is here, Whose father are you?"

Zhang Liang's face darkened when he heard that, Shaoyu and Ling Ziqing turned their heads and laughed sullenly.

"Ziming, don't speak vulgar language. It would only be used by an uneducated person." Zhang Liang was even more pointed in his words.

"Oh! I understand." Tianming nodded with a reasonable face.