Legend of the Knight

Chapter 133
Bai Jiuchi didn't reveal any news about Huang Xiaoshi to the Dragon King, but it doesn't mean that the Dragon King didn't have his eyes and ears in Cheng Wang's mansion.

Everyone is an ambitious and scheming master. If they can't even do this basic operation, the Dragon King won't have to mess around.

Hearing the Dragon King say this, Ji Wushuang was very surprised, no, it was completely unbelievable.

Then, the Dragon King told Ji Wushuang all the information he knew about Huang Xiaoshi.

Originally, Ji Wushuang still had the expression of "listen to your nonsense", but the more she listened to the Dragon King's narration, the more her doubts wavered in her heart. In the end, there was no need for the Dragon King to say a conclusion, Ji Wushuang already knew the conclusion.

Huang Xiaoshi turned out to be Li Huan, the prince's heir who lived among the people.

Why not the "former" prince, that is because the prince died accidentally, and he was not deposed, so from a legal point of view, Li Qin was the prince until his death.

According to the rule of succession from father to son, Li Huan, the prince and son, has the right to inherit even now.

This is also why Cheng Wang is so fond of Huang Xiaoshi, no, he is so fond of the prince and son, because this is a banner that no one can refute.

Even if it is the current emperor, his rationality is really no match for the crown prince.

After all, no one can explain clearly what happened to the Three Mysterious Cases of the First Emperor. If the explanation is not clear, the current emperor will always be questioned.

The emperor's accession to the throne is still too short, and there are quite a few people in the imperial court who cherish the former emperor.

When the Dragon King told about Huang Xiaoshi's meeting with Cheng Wang and the recognition of his grandfather and grandson, Ji Wushuang completely believed it.

Ji Wushuang finally knew why Huang Xiaoshi was able to attract her, because Huang Xiaoshi himself was not a mortal.

For a while, Ji Wushuang felt great admiration for his vision.

It doesn't seem right either.

It was because Huang Xiaoshi was too special, too dazzling. Anyone who had been in contact with Huang Xiaoshi, as long as his eyes were not blind, could feel that he was extraordinary.

After Ji Wushuang realized this, she suddenly became very uncertain in her heart, but she also felt a little unwilling.

Why can't I fall in love with the person I like.

Why not.

Two flames ignited in Ji Wushuang's eyes.

"Very good." The Dragon King nodded approvingly.

Ji Wushuang will know Huang Xiaoshi's true identity sooner or later, and Ji Wushuang's own attitude will be very important at this time.

If Ji Wushuang thinks that he is not worthy, complains about himself, and then leaves on his own, everything will be over.

If this is the case now, Ji Wushuang still wants to face the difficulties and find a good man. This is the result that the Dragon King wants most.

In the teachings of the Tianlong Sect, there is no distinction between high and low status, and there is no distinction between people, and those who are capable are kings.

Abolish low status, all beings are equal, this is the teaching philosophy of Tianlongjiao.

Daughter of a dancer, so what? !

"Yasha, I have an extremely important task for you." The Dragon King said to Ji Wushuang: "I want to use you to tie Huang Xiaoshi. Even if you can't tie his heart, give me someone who can tie him.

The success or failure of my teaching depends on him alone. "

Huang Xiaoshi, who likes to jump left and right, doesn't need to jump by himself now.Huang Xiaoshi has been regarded as a bargaining chip on the gambling table, being pushed back and forth.

……

After fighting off the culprits, Weiming was worried that these guys would use a trick, pretending to retreat and ambush secretly.So Weiming, regardless of Feng Chuixue's disagreement, planned to send Feng Chuixue out of the woods first, and then slowly return to the valley by himself.

Anyway, the master doesn't care about the curfew now, and the few disciples enter and leave the valley very casually.

After walking for a while, Feng Chuixue found that Weiming's walking movements were a bit strange.

"Don't bear it anymore, I saw you were hit a few times just now." Feng Chuixue said to Weiming, "If it is inconvenient for you to walk, don't send it off."

"That's not enough. Oh, that guy who's been drinking has really heavy feet." Weiming slowly exercised his muscles and bones while exercising his internal strength.

In a melee, it is impossible to think that a leaf will not touch your body. When you hit someone, you learn to be beaten first. Fighting is a matter of back and forth.

Being exposed by Feng Chuixue, who only knows how to embroider his fists and legs, Weiming was still a little unhappy, he said in a sly way: "No, the main reason is that I was seduced by the smell of wine in his hand, so I couldn't help but take a greedy look and accidentally got hit by it." kick."

"So you got hit seven or eight times in a row?" Feng Chuixue asked, if it was unknown before, her little face would have blushed long ago.

The current Weiming has already practiced his face with the scholar and Danqing.

Weiming explained: "It's not that I can't do it, but these four guys, their skills are average, but they cooperate very well."

While talking, Weiming straightened his waist pretending to be pain-free.

Because the light in the forest was too dark, Feng Chuixue saw that the clothes on Weiming's back were all torn.

Such a strong force, just a few punches and kicks combined, and the clothes were blown apart.

Feng Chuixue said to Weiming: "Stop holding on, take off your clothes quickly, and let me see where the injury is."

It's too dark here and it's inconvenient. After finally walking out of the woods, Weiming took off his clothes.

Under the starlight, Feng Chuixue saw a bloody mess on Weiming's back.

"It's all skin trauma." Weiming quickly explained, afraid of being looked down upon.

Feng Chuixue stretched out his hand and pressed the unidentified wound. Unidentified frowned and gritted his teeth, but didn't make a sound.

"It's indeed a skin injury, but it's all covered with dirt." Feng Chuixue said to Weiming angrily, "When you fight, why do you like rolling on the ground?"

When Weiming heard this, he poked his neck and said, "Zuiquan is like this! If I hadn't rolled around on the ground, I would have been beaten to death by those guys just now."

"Oh, whatever." After Feng Chuixue sighed, he stretched out his hand to feel in his bosom, and found a small porcelain bottle.

Feng Chuixue said to Weiming: "You stand still, I happen to have wine with me to clean your wound."

When Weiming heard it, his spirit immediately came: "Wine? Give me a sip first!"

Oops, I suffered from lack of alcohol today.

Although Weiming carried a wine gourd with him, he was in a hurry when he left the city, so he didn't have time to fill up the wine, and the wine he bought when he entered the city was already finished.

If there was wine just now, maybe it would save two kicks.

Unexpectedly, this Mr. Feng is still a person with the same interests, and he would actually bring wine with him, which is wonderful.

Weiming stretched out his hand towards the wine bottle, but was patted back by Feng Chuixue.

"Don't worry, it's important to clean the wound." After Feng Chuixue pulled out the cork, he poured the wine on Weiming's back.

This is Guanwai baijiu in a Luoyang restaurant, and the unidentified tears came out immediately.

It's not that Weiming feels sorry for wasting the good wine, but that it really hurts too much.

Seeing Weiming like this, Feng Chuixue said contemptuously, "Why are you crying? You are a big man, you are useless."

Weiming gasped and said, "It doesn't hurt to stand and talk, try it, mom, it hurts me to death."

Sterilize with alcohol, the bigger the wound, the more painful it will be.

A large piece of Weiming's back was rotten, and Feng Chuixue slowly charged at it with the wine bottle.

"You pour less wine, save me a sip." Weiming gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and still did not forget to say this sentence.

"Haha, it's useless to talk less." Seeing Weiming's devastated appearance, Feng Chuixue seemed very happy.

After pouring down a whole bottle of wine, Feng Chuixue reluctantly washed the wound on Weiming's back. At this time, he handed the bottle to Weiming and said, "Here, there is still some left."

Weiming couldn't wait to grab the wine bottle, and poured it back, but unfortunately there was only half a mouthful.

Weiming smacked his lips and said, "I didn't expect that you still like to carry wine with you. It's a pity that I've already run out of wine, otherwise I would invite you."

After returning the wine bottle to Feng Chuixue, Weiming said to him: "To be honest, it's better that you are like this now.

When I talked to you before, it was all about chewing words and dropping book bags. You don't know how tired I am talking to you, it's so annoying. "

After Feng Chuixue took the wine bottle, he gave Weiming a blank look, and said, "I didn't know you well at that time, so I had to be more careful with what I said. What if I meet a bad guy?"

Hearing Feng Chuixue's scholarly words, Weiming felt both exasperated and ridiculous, he smiled at Feng Chuixue and said, "It's not necessary, there are so many bad people in this world."

"Yes, I have."

"Hey, I said. Brother Feng, in fact, don't think so badly about people." After Weiming threw away the torn clothes, he was bare-chested like this. In the weather at the end of May, he would not feel uncomfortable without clothes at night. cold.

Weiming said to Feng Chuixue: "You are a person with a great sense of justice, and I especially admire you for that."

"Me? Have a sense of justice?" Feng Chuixue was amused after hearing what Weiming said.

"People from the Tianlong Sect chased you, as if you ruined something about them." Weiming said to Feng Chuixue, "Since what they did was bad, and if they ruined something bad, it is a good thing. So you are a good person. "

After hearing Weiming's words, Feng Chuixue stopped talking.

Having finished speaking, Weiming was about to leave when Feng Chuixue patted him on the shoulder with a fan and said, "Don't you want to drink, come with me."

……

After walking behind Feng Chuixue for a while, Weiming also recognized the way. Not far away is Dukang Village, which is rich in fine wine.

Feng Chuixue, who was walking in front, said to Weiming: "It is said that Dukang Village is famous for its wine production. It is rare to come here. It would be a pity not to try the good wine here."

This is not familiar.

When the two walked outside the village, the village gate had already been closed, and the villagers had already fallen asleep.

Unable to bear the alcoholism, Weiming naturally couldn't wait for the next day's dawn, so he jumped directly into the village.

As soon as Weiming landed on the ground, all the dogs in the village started barking. Weiming was so startled that he rushed to the wine cellar, dropped a piece of silver, then picked up two jars of wine and ran away.

"Run away." After jumping out of the village, Weiming shouted to Feng Chuixue who stayed outside the village to watch the fun.

After the two fled far away, Feng Chuixue laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to steal wine."

"No, I gave the money." Weiming argued to Feng Chuixue.

"Then you still escape?"

"It's better not to be seen by me like this." Weiming said after putting down the wine jar.

This is also true.

If someone jumps over the wall in the middle of the night and a strong man with a shirtless waist comes in, he says he is here to buy wine, would you believe it?

After opening a jar of wine, Weiming held it up to his nose and smelled it, his face full of intoxication.

This wine smells so good.

Smelling the aroma, Weiming's saliva flowed down at once, he picked up the wine jar and brought it to his mouth, drank a few gulps in one breath, full of joy.

"Happy, happy." Weiming said loudly.

Feng Chuixue also picked up a jar of wine. After removing the oilcloth from the wine, he took a small sip, but choked on it.

It is unknown what kind of wine this guy is holding.

Hearing a cough, Weiming turned his head and saw that Feng Chuixue was drinking.Weiming was stunned, and he said to Feng Chuixue: "Wait, don't you don't have a wine vessel and don't drink? Hiccup, how can you drink now."

Feng Chuixue put down the wine jar in his hand, smiled at Weiming and said, "That's because I didn't want to drink with you at that time."

Weiming laughed out loud when he heard Feng Chuixue's words.After laughing for a long time, Weiming pressed his stomach and said to Feng Chuixue: "Haha, haha, I knew it.

I know you despise me.

In the end, you said a lot of truth, and I really believed it.

Ha ha! "

Feng Chuixue also laughed when he heard Weiming's words, and he said to Weiming: "Haha, you are so stupid."

Weiming was arrogant, and he said to Feng Chuixue: "Since you want to drink, then drink it to your heart's content! Come again!"

After doing this several times, both of them got a little better.

This wine is no ordinary wine, it was originally the strongest wine, and it was prepared to be stored in the cellar for a few years and then taken out as base wine for blending with new wine.

As a result, the two drank directly.

Rao Weiming claims that the three jars will not fall, but after drinking this jar, almost all of them are in place.

Today there is no moon, but the sky is full of stars.

Under the starry sky, after the two got drunk, Weiming suddenly sang loudly.

It was the first time for Feng Chuixue to hear Weiming sing. He was startled by Weiming's voice just now, but Weiming sang very well.

"Wine and song, life geometry!

For example, the morning dew has a lot of suffering.

Generosity should be regarded as generosity, unforgettable worry.

Why worry?Only Du Kang. "

While singing, Weiming also danced and danced.

There are so many talents in this world.

Weiming is not only very talented in martial arts, but also has excellent talent in rhythm and dance. His singing voice is extremely heroic, which makes people excited and excited. His dancing movements are like martial arts and dancing. But it is very comfortable to watch.

Feng Chuixue was infected by an unknown infection, he also stood up and danced with a fan.

Feng Chuixue's dance is different from the unrestrained style of Wei Ming, her posture is extremely dignified and elegant, and it can be seen that she has received strict training.

Weiming looked at it and stopped by himself. He squinted his drunken eyes and asked Feng Chuixue: "Your dance is so beautiful, why haven't I seen it before?"

Feng Chuixue stopped the fan in his hand, and then said to Weiming: "This is a dance in my hometown. It's a small place, and there are many people who haven't seen it before."

it is good!
Weiming clapped his hands.

Good wine, good dancing, good fun!
Weiming sang again, this time it was his favorite Li Taibai.

"Don't you see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

See you, Gaotangmingjing has white hair in sorrow, and the morning is like blue silk and snow in the evening.

Life is full of joy, so that the gold is empty for the moon.

I am born to be useful, and come back when my wealth is gone.

......"

Weiming sang and danced, unknowingly, he started to practice the "Forget Worry Method" that Xianyin had taught him, and he sang and danced, making Feng Chuixue drunk.

(End of this chapter)