son-in-law

Chapter 49 Tangmen Banquet ([-])
Tan Qin'er suddenly tilted her body, her waist and abdomen drove her thighs, her thighs drove her calves, her calves made a sound of splitting, and she kicked Su Yu's face with her toes.

The girl's legs are sharp, which is a skill she has practiced since she was a child.

But Su Yu knew Tan Qin'er's weakness very well.When you raised your right hand, you were telling Tan Qin'er that you couldn't escape.

When Tan Qin'er kicked him, Su Yu grabbed her with his backhand.

Tan Qin'er's move was a false move, and she wanted to feint it a bit, and make another kick.

But Su Yu didn't give her a chance to withdraw her legs.

Not even a chance to make a false move.

"Boom!" Grabbed the ankle.

Su Yu said with a smile: "When you were singing, you deliberately called me a reward, just to attract my attention, right?"

"I know you still ask!"

Tan Qin'er's left foot was restricted. While speaking, she used Su Yu's hand to bend her left leg to get closer to her.

Su Yu raised his left hand and slapped Tan Qin'er's knee, the leg was bounced back immediately, and Tan Qin'er staggered before stopping.

"Qin'er, when I heard that you broke into the palace, do you know how worried I was? Do you really think that 'Golden Guard Commander' Ji Lingyun and 'Great Inside Master' Han Feng can't catch you even if they work together? "

Su Yu suddenly let go, and pushed forward, Tan Qin'er couldn't stand still, stepped back a few steps, and almost fell down.

"I think they let you go on purpose. The gap between you and the top swordsman, just like the current situation, makes you powerless to fight back."

Su Yu slowly walked towards Tan Qin'er: "Li Wantang beside the Queen Mother is an existence beyond the top swordsman. In addition, between the top swordsman and Li Wantang, there is a group of unfathomable masters, such as Lin Sun and Mi Qing. And I have a vague feeling that Chen Qianfen is not the only person in this world who can compete with Li Wantang. But they are usually unknown. These people can easily kill you."

"Jinfeng, I'm doing it for your own good..."

Su Yu interrupted Tan Qin'er, waved his hand and said, "It's because you are kind to me that I can't bear to see you die."

Tan Qin'er suddenly smiled, then bit her lip sullenly, "Are you really worried about my death?"

"Yes."

Tan Qin'er rolled her eyelids: "Then take me away, let's leave Luoyang together, okay?"

"Not good. I'm not a kid who runs away every now and then."

Su Yu raised his hand and lifted a strand of hair from the girl with pink makeup:
"Give up. You can't kill the queen mother. You can see from the experience of the queen mother that she is cunning and ruthless. Let alone you, what about the 'Prince He' Zhao Tong who holds a hundred thousand soldiers in his hand? No, he was killed by the queen mother." .

Do you think Zhao Tong is a fool?He was able to stand out from the many princes, lead the king's teacher to rush into the capital to frighten the three great powers, and supported the heaven-sent emperor to ascend the throne.This is by no means an ordinary person.

How about your father Tan Fangding?Is he stronger than Zhao Tong?How big a storm can you stir up with just a few people from the Buddhist sect?Your father has always had the heart of revenge for his teacher, which is awe-inspiring; he is also known as the second master of the Red and Black God Sect after Chen Qianfen, which is frightening.But……"

Su Yu's tone suddenly became warmer, and he changed "father" to "big brother":
"But I think senior senior brother is still much worse than master. Before his death, master advised his disciples not to avenge him. But senior senior brother is a little... overestimated."

Tan Qin'er grimaced: "You are not allowed to say that about my father!"

"I'm not trying to slander him, I'm just stating a fact."

There was a sound of wind behind him.

The wind was so strong that Su Yu thought that there was a hidden weapon coming, so he quickly got down and stretched out his hand to push Tan Qin'er.

Unexpectedly, instead of hiding, Tan Qin'er grabbed Su Yu's arm and lifted it up.

At this time, it was too late for Su Yu to hide, he just felt a heavy blow in the back.

Immediately, his body softened and he fell to the ground.

Shocked, Tan Qin'er squatted down to check the injury, then suddenly raised her head and looked at a tall man in front of her.

"Father..., he won't be beaten to death by you..."

"After all, Junior Sister Yan is the apprentice that Master accepted for Master, and he can be regarded as my junior. How could I kill him?"

"Oh...but it looks quite heavy."

"It's not heavy at all." Tan Fangding twisted his wrist: "You underestimate him. I really didn't expect this kid to be so powerful. No matter how light I am, I can't knock him out."

"Father, is he considered a master now?"

"Oh. I don't know." Tan Fangding turned his head and left.

Tan Qin'er hesitated for a moment, and left with her father: "Father, if I hadn't held his hand, you would not have been able to hit him." He muttered in a low voice, "He was beaten by you to push me away." You have arrived. You still strike so hard."

"Huh? What do you mean by that?" Tan Fangding stood still and stared at him: "If it wasn't for his intention to protect you at that time, I would have hit harder!" He said angrily, "It's really a girl who is extroverted, your father is more important than him important?"

The girl rolled her eyelids: "Oh, of course dad is important."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and follow me."

"Shouldn't we wait?"

"The queen mother will not come."

"Then you're going to knock him out?"

"Hmph! Shouldn't you hit me if you're disrespectful to senior brother?"

"That...that's too heavy, isn't it?"

"He deserves it!" Tan Fangding was furious, but he wanted to lower his voice: "I don't know what Junior Sister Yan did to accept him as a junior! I am a majestic God Chaser, let him scold me? If it was in the past, I would discount it." His legs!"

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The poetry meeting is already halfway through, and most of the people who presented poems today are asking for ghostwriters.

Some people buy out poems from poets and present poems under their own names.These people often have the ambition of scientific research, or have a strong vanity.

And people like Zhao Jing and Tang Qiu, although they are vain, they will not buy out their poems and sign their names.Because I know that I have no poetic talent, no one will believe me even if I write poems by myself, and I will be easily laughed at by others.Simply say that it is a poem obtained from outside.It's also aboveboard.But in this way, the poet's name must be reported and an advertisement will be made for the poet.It was also because of this that many unknown students sent poem stickers one after another, hoping that their poems could be exposed in this place where celebrities gather.If he is selected by the bachelors to be published in books and periodicals, he might become famous.

There are many people presenting poems, and everyone is queuing up.Xiao Huan had two copies of poetry stickers in her hand, she secretly hid the red stickers in her pocket, and held the green stickers in her hand.

Finally it was her turn, and the little maid sent the poem stickers up.

Zhang Xueshi of Jixiandian Academy held a poem sticker in his hand and said loudly: "The following is the poem "Yongyule Changting Nostalgia" written by Su Yu, the son-in-law of the Dongfu:
Throughout the ages, no hero can find Cao Mengde.

On the dance pavilion song stage, the wind is always blown away by the rain.

Grass trees in the setting sun, ordinary alleys,
Humanity Tang Gong once lived.

Back in the day, gold and iron horses swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger! ..."

Zhang Xueshi flipped through the poem posts, turned to Xiao Huan and asked, "Where is Hou Que?"

Xiao Huan was surprised: "I never gave it to me."

There was an uproar off the field.

"The title of this word card is "Yong Yu Le"..., why haven't I heard of it..."

"Could it be that this was created by the son-in-law of the Dongfu? Or there is no Houwei at all?"

"How is that possible? Here is a poet signed by Huazhou Xu Luochen."

"Who is Xu Luochen?"

"Never heard of it."

"Although it's only half a piece, in my opinion, it's the best work of the day. I just don't know where the Tang family's uncle is, can you find out why it's missing?"

At this time, Xiao Huan pulled out another poem post from her pocket: "Oh, sorry, sorry, I took the wrong one just now. This is it."

"You little girl, you are so fraught with things."

"It turns out that I took it wrong, so it's right."

"But the half-column poem is really good, and it's quite skillful."

"Go and ask Su Yu later, who is this Xu Luochen?"

Xiao Huan took the second copy of the poem post. This time, Xueshi Zhang did not rush to recite it, but read it first. After reading it, he couldn't help but exclaimed.

(End of this chapter)