Feng Yu Jiu Tian

In Xilei Palace, Langlang read aloud, and Fengming, who was much taller, was wearing a shallow robe, standing in the hall with a scroll in his hand.

Be a good teacher.

"The first of thirty-two counts ..."

"Ming King," Qiu Xing raised his hand and tilted his head and asked, "Why is it thirty-two?"

"Because there are only thirty two."

"I remember ..." Lieer said slowly, "Last time Ming Ming said it was 36."

Feng Ming tenderly flushed and snorted, "I said it was thirty-two, it was thirty-two."

"but……"

"No noise, listen to the class, Lieer is sensible, you know how lucky you are, you can learn the greatest art of war in this era, and don't know how to cherish it."

Qiuyue nodded, and glanced at Lie Er: "Ming Wang cursed well, Lie really did not understand anything at all. Obviously, Ming Wang has bad memory. Forget 36 counts and 4 counts, don't expose them."

Qiu Lan snorted and laughed.

Fengming's face turned redder, she coughed a few times, and shook her head, "You're getting ridiculous, and I will one day teach you a good meal."

Qiuxing was the most clever. When she saw Fengming was embarrassed, she couldn't help laughing, and helped Fengming sit down before she walked. Qiuyue hammered Fengming before running, and said, "We're having fun, Mingwang is the most serious. Are we angry? "

"Yes, it was the King's order, and King Ming must not be too tired. Remembering these plans is the most damaging to me, and it's better to talk and laugh."

Feng Ming's face was slightly better, and he glared at the sneer-stricken Lier: "Every time you teach you serious things, you can't change your temperament. You are too big, and you have learned how to learn your brother. You see, Rong Hu didn't laugh. "Then he pointed a finger.

The crowd turned around, and Rong Hu was sitting on the spot reading the scroll in his hand.

Lieer shook his head: "How can you compare me to Big Brother? He was so fascinated by the art of war that he might have fallen into God at the sight of a scroll, and did not hear what King Ming said."

Qiu Xing Qiu Yue also yelled: "Rong Hu can listen attentively, you don't want to wrong him."

Once they were refuted by Qiuyue, Lieer was even more unconvinced. He strode over and patted Ronghu's shoulder: "Brother, then why do you only have thirty-two plans?"

"Thirty-two plans?" Rong Hu put down the scroll in his hand and looked up.

"Yeah, the last time we heard Ming Ming say 36 things. How could it be 32 things this time?" Lieer blinked at Feng Ming.

"Lieer, you don't make sense."

"Uh?"

"These strategies were brought by Ming King. Only Ming King in the world can remember them and teach them to us."

Feng Ming nodded her head greatly, showing applause to Rong Hu.

Rong Hu said gratefully, "With the memory of King Ming, he can remember thirty-two tactics instead of twenty-three tactics, which is already my blessing."

Outside Sirei's palace, two men in minion costumes were exchanging information.

"￥ × ￥ …… # ％ …… # …… They are tightly guarded, and it is difficult to get close when teaching. I can only overhear this.”

"Thirty-two?"

"Yes, it's thirty two."

The tall man frowned dissatisfied: "What kind of strategy?"

The short man shouted, "The villain only faintly hears some beauties."

"Beauty plan? What do you mean?"

"I really don't know," the short man wiped cold sweat. "I just heard the girls in the autumn basket mentioned twice, and the little guy guessed that this must be very important."

"Well, there must be deep meaning in it, you go back and explore again."

"Yes." The short man bowed down and saluted, and charmingly said, "Master, please go back and say something to the king, the poison on the villain is about to attack again ..."

The tall man waved his sleeves and his nose said to the sky, "You can rest assured that the poison is controlled by Princess Miaoguang. The public organizer is thoughtful and will not forget your antidote."

"Yes ... the villain knows."

Half a month later, Miao Guang received a secret report from Xilei, which reads as follows ------

———— Subordinates please greet the king, greet the princess: ... (omitting the three thousand words of grandma flattery and praise) ... Ming Wang teaches in the Prince's Hall. Thirty-two tactics are said, which means beauty, but details are still to be explored. .

After obtaining evidence from many parties, the subordinates have the following possibilities:

One. This plan requires the participation of 32 beauties to succeed.

two. The name of the beauty in this plan is thirty-two-I am afraid it is a code name.

three. In this plan, there are thirty-two locations in which Americans make shots, such as in the bath and on the bed.

four. King Ming is a hungry ghost in color.

Fives. King Ming already knows that our spies sneaked in-playing us.

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