Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 271
Looking at Fang Yi'ai's back, the boy who called him "big brother" was none other than his sworn third brother - Hou Balin.

The more he looked at his back, the more he looked like his elder brother. Out of curiosity, Hou Balin pulled down the warrior beside him, and asked, "Who is the one holding the iron button under Zaohuang's banner?"

"Back to the young master, this person is the famous "Desert Consort" Fang Yiai."

After learning from Wu's mouth that weightlifters are not "hezudao", Hou Balin frowned and nodded, thinking, "Fang Yiai? Why does his back look so like my elder brother? He seems to be ordered to follow my elder brother." It's sworn brothers, so the two of us have also become sworn brothers?"

After turning the corner and getting involved with Fang Yiai, Hou Balin, who didn't know the truth, grinned lightly, "Why did this guy come back from Yanmen Pass? I heard that he was beaten with fifty sticks, but for my elder brother's sake Now, I have to take care of him today."

After finishing speaking, Hou Balin stood on the spot with his arms crossed, and looked at Fang Yiai's back with great interest.

Fang Yiai didn't have back eyes, so naturally she couldn't see the third brother coming, she bent down and grabbed the iron button with her back hand, and was still immersed in the thoughts of how to act to deceive everyone.

After a while, seeing that Fang Yiai hadn't moved for a long time, You Zizhang rubbed his nose and said with a smile: "Fang Jun, are you going to make it? If you can't, just admit defeat to me, we are still brothers. "

Hearing You Zizhang's ridicule, Fang Yiai spit secretly, "I don't have a brother who owes you so much!"

After his thoughts were disturbed, Fang Yi'ai simply circulated his true energy, and with a sudden force on both arms, he raised the iron button.

With You Zizhang's previous "demonstration", Fang Yi's love has been confirmed. When he raised the iron button to his chest, he could pause for a while and make an expression of extreme difficulty. After a while, this Only then did he lift the iron button above his head with difficulty.

Seeing Fang Yiai raised the iron button, everyone in You Zizhang was in an uproar, and even Hou Ba Lin showed some approval on his face.

But before everyone had time to applaud, Fang Yiai, who had just lifted the iron button, immediately threw the iron button on the ground, then bent down, panting heavily.

Panting for breath, Fang Yiai waved her hands, "Oh, it's so heavy, my waist is about to break!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone who was about to clap their hands in applause suddenly let out a "coax", and the admiration that had just risen in their hearts for Fang Yi'ai disappeared.

Looking at Fang Yiai who was squatting on the ground in a mess, You Zizhang smiled contemptuously, and asked with a smirk: "Fang's son-in-law, you have lifted the iron button just now, can you compare now?"

"Compare, why not compare?" Although his heart has already moved, but looking at the iron button weighing [-] catties in front of him, Fang Yiai guessed that You Zizhang probably couldn't lift it up, so he hit it with a pole first if he had a date or not. Only then did he generously respond to You Zizhang's inquiry.

Seeing Fang Yiai's response, You Zizhang cursed secretly, "The cooked duck meat is rotten and the mouth is not rotten", and strode to the second iron button. After rubbing his palms, he turned to hold the iron button. button armrest.

Seeing that You Zizhang was about to lift the [-]-jin iron button, everyone showed a hint of surprise on their faces.

Although Hou Balin is not very familiar with You Zizhang, but the friendship between the two fathers and sons, he knows the details of You Zizhang clearly. Seeing him bending over and exerting strength, he nodded with a smile, "You Zizhang? This kid is also Did you use a hammer? It does have a lot of strength."

With a burst of shouting, the blue veins on You Zizhang's arms instantly swelled, like horned dragons winding and undulating around his arms, and a layer of sweat instantly appeared on the bronze-colored arms.

With the strength of You Zizhang's arms, the [-]-jin iron button slowly left the ground, and he lifted it to his chest in the blink of an eye.

Fang Yiai didn't expect You Zizhang to lift the iron button, and she was slightly surprised and praised: "You Zizhang's strength is not small, if I don't rely on the Hunyuan Heart Sutra, I'm afraid I can even lift a three hundred catty stone pier I can't get up, it seems that the innate inheritance is different."

Different from the last time, You Zizhang did not stop to relieve before and after lifting the iron button to his chest, but lifted the iron button over his head in one go.

The moment the iron button rose to the top of You Zizhang's head, there was thunderous applause from all around, and even Hou Ba Lin, who was always proud, couldn't help clapping his hands a few times.

After holding the iron button for a while, You Zizhang, whose arm was sore, threw the iron button on the ground, then strode up to Fang Yiai, and said with a smile, "Fang Yi'ai, please!"

Hearing You Zizhang's invitation, Fang Yiai hesitated. If he said that he had used all his strength to lift the iron button of [-] catties, everyone might still believe it, but a wealthy dude with little martial arts can lift a weight of [-] catties. An iron button of [-] jin may seem a little unusual.

Thinking clearly about the pros and cons, Fang Yiai smiled wryly, walked slowly to the [-]-jin iron button, bent down and grabbed the handle of the iron button.

Seeing that Fang Yiai hadn't conceded until now, everyone had surprised expressions on their faces. They stood on tiptoes and looked at Fang Yiai. Most of them wanted to see with their own eyes what it was like to hold a tripod and die. Scenes.

Unlike the warriors around who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, Hou Balin, who hadn't seen the scene of Fang Yiai's upper body before, was full of confidence in Fang Yiai, and said with a smile: "Yo! Fang Jun, this kid So much strength? If he can lift a [-]-jin iron button, I will buy him a drink and call him third brother, and I will retire to fourth brother."

In this way, under the disdainful gazes of You Zizhang and others, and Hou Balin's eager expectation, Fang Yiai pretended to use force and made a gesture of trying to lift the iron button.

However, Fang Yiai, who had made up her mind, raised the iron button. After struggling for a while, she let go of the iron button armrest and said to You Zizhang, "Brother You, I have surrendered."

After finishing speaking, looking at You Zizhang who was full of complacency, Fang Yiai secretly hated: "Don't be complacent, when it gets dark, I will beat you with a sap! Then I will drop you on the gate tower Come on, so that everyone can see Master You's self-contained marksmanship!"

You Zizhang naturally wouldn't hear Fang Yiai's whispers behind his back, seeing his old enemy admitting defeat, he decided to avenge his old revenge for robbing the oiran back then, and bowed his hands to everyone around him joyfully, saying: "Did you all hear Fang Yiai? You can't lift a seven-hundred-jin iron button!"

Hearing that Fang Yiai had conceded, Hou Balin stomped his feet and said angrily, "Why can't you lift it? Isn't lifting seven hundred catties the same as playing?"

Hou Balin's regretful tone fell, and everyone's discussions came from his ears.

"The son-in-law is not bad, it is already very powerful if he can lift five hundred catties."

"That's right, if he didn't hang around Pingkangfang all the year round, he might be able to lift seven hundred catties, right?"

"After all, he is the son of Zai Xiang's family, and the food he eats is strong!"

Hearing everyone's less sarcastic comments, Fang Yi'ai's bad mood eased a bit, but because of the intentional release of water, he was still suffocating in his heart, in desperation, he sighed softly, turned around and planned to go back Go to the earthen house and wait for the school lieutenant to come.

But at the same time that Fang Yiai turned his head, Hou Balin at the side also saw his face clearly.

Hou Balin was very surprised when he saw his elder brother "he Zudao". Firstly, how could his elder brother, who looked like a hero in his eyes, couldn't even lift the iron button of [-] jin? What's the point?"
In this way, under the influence of the two confusions, Hou Balin just looked at Fang Yiai blankly, and did not make a sound.

After walking a few steps forward, Fang Yiai glanced up in embarrassment, and then spotted Hou Balin who was standing not far away, dazed and dazed.

Seeing Hou Ba Lin staring at him, Fang Yi's heart trembled, and then hurriedly ran towards the younger brother, lest he call out his alias identity.

Running in front of Hou Balin, Fang Yiai stretched out her hand and lightly tugged at the corner of his younger brother's clothes, leaned into his ear and said, "Ba Lin, don't make it public, if you have anything to say, go back to Marshal Qin's mansion!"

The bewildered Hou Ba Lin didn't think much about it, and immediately believed in Fang Yiai unconditionally, "Okay. Brother Fang's son-in-law. I'll listen to you."

After giving orders to Hou Ba Lin, Fang Yiai pulled him out of the crowd, and walked straight to the earthen house not far ahead.

But while the two brothers were walking forward, You Zizhang's ridicule sounded again from behind.

"Fang Concubine, hurry up and see the doctor, don't be shy, Princess Gaoyang will have to go to Jinchengfang again."

Hearing You Zizhang's sneer, Hou Balin frowned, thinking of the previous rumors about "Princess Gaoyang having an affair with the monk Bianji", he immediately stopped in his tracks.

Frowning, Hou Balin looked at Fang Yiai, and asked softly: "Brother, he seems to be talking about sister-in-law."

Looking at Hou Balin with a sullen face, he was worried that he couldn't teach You Zizhang's Yiai a lesson, and with a flash of inspiration, he deliberately smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, I heard that."

"Brother, is it inconvenient to do it?" Thinking of Fang Yiai's pseudonym, Hou Balin scratched his head, clenched his fists, and whispered, "Do you want me to beat him?"

"Okay, just be gentle and don't kill him."

(End of this chapter)