Sheng Fu

Chapter 42 The Heartache of the Winners
The lunch was indeed very rich, mostly wild vegetables and game. King Ping was very worthy of Yuwenjun and the three in this matter.

After the meal, Yu Wenjun, Jing Peiyao, and Liu Qinghua fell asleep. No matter how many things were going on, the time to recuperate should not be delayed.

When you wake up, it's evening.

The night sky was full of bright moons, and the members of the White Deer Pavilion who entered the mountain returned in sequence, each with a different expression.

Especially the Song brothers, who were particularly eye-catching among the crowd, were pale and short of breath, and were covered in blood.

Xu Huanshan was fine, everything was business as usual, seemingly calm.

King Ping looked at the members of the White Deer Pavilion of this generation, and said with a hearty smile: "Yes, none of you were injured, I am very relieved. The so-called application of learning is actually such a usage."

Xiao Chu smiled proudly: "I want His Royal Highness's bracelet, because I think I use it well."

The seed brother threw out a cloth bag, and the sound of falling on the ground was muffled.

The guard beside King Ping stepped forward and poured out the contents of the cloth bag, and the Song brothers spit it out on the spot in an instant.

What was poured out were ears, of different sizes, all of which were the bloody left ear.

Judging by the number, there are at least fifty or sixty left ears.

King Ping Jiejie praised: "As expected of General Weiyuan's son, you did not disappoint me."

Xiao Chu looked smug, and the performance of the Returning Sea Meeting was not satisfactory, but here, Xiao Chu should have come out on top.

King Ping looked around the crowd and asked, "If any of you have the confidence to surpass Xiao Chu in the number of ears, stand up."

Killing has already made these children who are enjoying themselves in the academy feel disgusting and cruel, not to mention cutting off the left ear of the death row prisoners alone.

The Song brothers felt that they were about to suffocate. The two brothers supported each other and stood here very strong. In fact, their calves were weak.

Xu Huanshan frowned slightly, he felt that his record was not bad, but he still couldn't compare to Xiao Chu.

Shen Sheng said, "No one here can compare to Junior Brother Xiao Chu. The bracelet given by His Royal Highness to Junior Brother is well deserved."

But King Ping said: "You are a master of Chengsheng, I thought you would be very good this time."

Xu Huanshan thought for a while and said, "Some things seem to be related to realm cultivation, but in fact it has little to do with it."

Xu Huanshan is not a brave and ruthless person, and he will never cut off the opponent's left ear cruelly. Even if his record is better than Xiao Chu, he can't do such a thing, at least temporarily. thing.

King Ping took out the bracelet from his arms and threw it to Xiao Chu. He smiled knowingly: "Your father should be very happy when he finds out."

Xiao Chu, who received the reward, was in a good mood, and asked a little arrogantly: "I wonder what the record of Yuwen Jun and the three of them are?"

The three of Yuwenjun were standing behind King Ping at the moment, as if it had nothing to do with them.

King Ping said truthfully: "They came back at noon, and they didn't want to fight at all. Jun Yuwen also said from the beginning that he didn't want this king's bracelet."

After everyone heard it, their mood was subtle.

If the Song brothers had known this earlier, they would definitely have returned at noon, but at some point these scholars did not have the courage of Yuwenjun.

King Ping gave three high-fives, and the servants brought firewood from the woodshed and beef and mutton from the kitchen.

"Tonight is doomed to have no sleep. There are many people. We will hold a bonfire party to eat meat and drink. This will also be lively and promote everyone's feelings."

Xiao Chu was the first to answer loudly: "It's so good."

Sitting around the bonfire, Xiao Chu purposely sat beside His Highness King Ping, and No.1 was naturally qualified to sit beside His Highness King Ping.

Yu Wenjun, Jing Peiyao and Liu Qinghua were still together, sitting in a corner, not planning to join in the fun tonight.

As many people expected, after drinking two sips of wine, King Ping began to talk about his experience in the court, talk about current affairs, and the so-called way of being an official and a man.

Compared with these children, Ping Wang is naturally an older generation.

At this age, the accumulated background is by no means comparable to these young people.

Whether it was Xiao Chu, Xu Huanshan, or the Song brothers, they all listened to it with gusto and fascinated, and they couldn't even smell the aroma of the beef and mutton after it was fully cooked.

Liu Qinghua muttered softly at the moment: "It turns out that things above the court are so complicated."

Yuwenjun replied softly: "It may be more complicated than what His Highness said."

Liu Qinghua's heart sank. When Qingmeilin was cultivating hard, she thought that she would become a female official in the future, and she would have a different style.

Now it seems that some things can only be thought about.

Yuwenjun comforted: "Those who cultivate Taoism cultivate themselves, so they don't need to think so much."

Liu Qinghua felt the same, in case he became a strong person like Empress Fuyao in the future, the so-called rules naturally couldn't restrain him.

But that seems to be more difficult than being an official...

There are many unspeakable things in ordinary people's homes, and the same is true for princes and generals. As for the pickled things in the courtroom, there are countless things. Knowing too much, it is inevitable to doubt that the world is not so beautiful.

The students who studied hard in the cold window became corrupt officials after they made a fortune, and many teenagers who used to be vigorous and high-spirited after years of baptism have also lived into the kind of people they hated most when they were young.

This bonfire party lasted until the middle of the night. After tonight, some people who think they are still young will learn to speak and act like adults from tomorrow morning.

But some people still won't change themselves.

Some people fall asleep, but some people can't sleep tonight.

Xiao Chu arrived outside Jing Peiyao's door from the moonlight. Before he could speak, a cold voice came from inside: "What do you want to do?"

Just hearing Jing Peiyao's voice made Xiao Chu feel very comfortable, even if the other party's attitude was not friendly.

Xiao Chu replied softly: "I just want to talk to you, I know it's impolite, but I can't help it."

Jing Peiyao replied in the room, "I advise you to hold back."

Xiao Chu cleared his throat and said solemnly: "Maybe I won't be one of the Eight Gus, but I will become a general in the future. My family has a hairpin for generations, and my future will not be too bad."

"I want you to think about me seriously."

Jing Peiyao, who was lying on the bed, did not open her eyes to look outside, but closed her eyes and said indifferently, "Do you think my future will be bad?"

Xiao Chu under the eaves quickly explained: "I have absolutely no intention of this, Pei Yao, don't get me wrong."

Jing Peiyao said indifferently: "Pay attention to the wording."

Xiao Chu was inexplicably sad, and asked with a sigh of relief, "You don't really like Yuwen-Jun, do you?"

"I've known you for so long, how long has he known you?"

Suddenly, Xiao Chu felt a little cold all over his body, and the pressure of Chengsheng Realm came from the room.

"Who I like has nothing to do with you."

"But I don't like you, it's still related to you, please respect yourself."

The moonlight was cold, and Xiao Chu's joy of getting the bracelet began to fade from this moment.

(End of this chapter)