Martial Arts: Begin a Life Simulator

　　Zhou Xuan looked at Lin Jingzhe, who was carrying the sack to the gate of the palace, and turned her head to greet her. She quickly stretched out her frowning brows and smiled faintly.

　　'This guy is quite measured. '

　　Sitting behind the large table in the imperial study, Zhou Xuansheng was sulking for a while, but she laughed again.

　　Recalling what Lin Jingzhe took away, although they were all valuable, they were not particularly precious.

　　'But is he really only two years old? '

　　She walked slowly to the door and walked out of the hall. Watching Lin Jingzhe and a few little eunuchs get into the carriage, Zhou Xuan couldn't help but feel puzzled.

　　The reason why she can become the heir of the Great Zhou Dynasty is that apart from her father who has only her one child, Zhou Xuan is naturally intelligent, and it is also a very important reason that she can practice the Great Zhou Dynasty's imperial way of repairing the sky.

　　The naturally intelligent Zhou Xuan has an intuition, Lin Jingzhe seems to be hiding more things that she doesn't know.

　　. . . . . .

　　evening.

　　The sun in the west is already riding on the top of the mountain.

　　"Wozi, what are you doing with a rock on your back?"

　　Wang Ping was still holding the stone above his head. From time to time, he looked into the distance, looking for Lin Jingzhe's figure.

　　For the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him, Wang Ping had no idea at all.

　　So even though the old man asked him what he was doing for the third time, he didn't answer once.

　　'Why didn't the second brother come back. '

　　Bearing the stone above his head, Wang Ping bypassed the old man who was blocking him. He was going to look for Lin Jingzhe outside the alley.

　　"Little brat, you actually ignore the old man."

　　Chu Batian looked at Wang Ping who was holding the stone and ignored him at all, and the smile on his face who wanted to recognize Wang Ping couldn't help but froze on his face.

　　Although it was the first time he had seen Wang Ping, he would not admit that he was wrong about the longevity lock on Wang Ping's neck.

　　Moreover, Wang Ping and his daughter also have many similarities in appearance.

　　Watching Wang Ping lift hundreds of pounds of stones, he was both happy and a little sad.

　　On the one hand, he could see that Wang Ping was instructed by an expert, his body was very strong, and his body was full of qi and blood.

　　In addition, he couldn't help feeling that he owed his grandson and family a lot.

　　After fighting for decades, he returned home only rarely.

　　The last time he set off on an expedition, his daughter had just been married.

　　But when he came back, even his grandson was as tall as his own waist, and he didn't recognize him at all.

　　"I want to see where this stinky boy is going."

　　Following behind Wang Ping, Chu Batian stuffed the dagger he had just taken out to give to Wang Ping into the package again.

　　He couldn't help but be a little curious, Wang Ping ignored no one, and looked around to see what he was doing.

　　"Second brother."

　　Wang Ping had just left his yard with a stone, when he met Lin Jingzhe in the alley.

　　He was too excited and walked too hastily, the shoes under his feet were smashed by him, but the stone flew towards Lin Jingzhe.

　　Seeing that the stone in his hand was about to hit Lin Jingzhe, Wang Ping was so frightened that he shouted: "¨¨Get away!"

　　"Boom!"

　　Chu Batian followed Wang Ping out, and naturally he saw the stone being thrown out of his hand.

　　Without any hesitation, he stepped on the ground, the slate was torn apart, and then Chu Batian disappeared in place.

　　"Take... take it."

　　Just when Chu Batian was about to kick the boulder into the air, he was frozen in mid-air. The seemingly soft and weak boy picked up the stone that weighed hundreds of pounds.

　　And it doesn't look like it's working at all.

　　Even though he had seen countless amazing characters in his life, Chu Batian was stunned for a while by the young boy's understatement of catching the stone and putting it aside.

　　"Second brother, are you alright?"

　　Wang Ping got up from the ground and hurriedly ran to Lin Jingzhe.

　　Looking at Lin Jingzhe up and down, his (good king's) little face was full of guilt and anxiety: "Damn it, I almost hurt you."

　　"fine."

　　Lin Jian lightly patted the shoulder of Wang Ping who lowered his head.

　　He was already at the second level of martial arts, and a stone of several hundred kilograms was nothing more than the weight of a pumpkin to an ordinary person to Lin Jingzhe.

　　"Thank you old general."

　　After comforting Wang Ping, Lin Jingzhe looked at the old man who was just about to kick the stone away.

　　Although the old man in front of him was wearing a uniform, Lin Jingzhe could see at a glance that the old man possessed a strong military temperament.

　　And from some details, Lin Jingzhe can also see that the old man is obviously not as simple as an ordinary general.

　　"Nice little guy."

　　Chu Batian came back to his senses when he heard Lin Jingzhe's words, and he guessed Lin Jingzhe's identity from Wang Ping's words.

　　Wanting to meet Lin Jingzhe, he didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only sigh. .

Chapter 180

　　night.

　　In a small room, after it was full of people, it became even more cramped.

　　However, the atmosphere was very lively.

　　"Full, full."

　　Lin Jingzhe's home.

　　A large round table was filled with various dishes.

　　Chu Batian was holding a sea bowl in his hand, and it could be seen that he was in a very good mood at the moment.

　　He drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, and Chu Batian urged his son Chu Anbang to pour him some wine: "I'm happy today, pour more."

　　"Father, you have already drunk five jars."

　　Chu Anbang looked at the empty bowl that his father handed over, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and looked at Chu Xianglan and Wang De at the same table.

　　Wang Ping, who was gnawing on his bones, and Lin Jingzhe, who was burying his head to eat.

　　"Don't talk."

　　Chu Batian pushed the bowl in his hand forward again, his eyes swept away, and stopped everyone from speaking out: "To Xianglan, Wang De, Ping'er, and An'er are also full."

　　"I'm getting older, and I don't have many days to drink with you."

　　Although he drank a lot of alcohol, Chu Batian's eyes were still clear, and he couldn't see any drunkenness.

　　With gray hair, he took advantage of Chu Anbang's efforts to pour him wine, and smiled and looked at Lin Jingzhe's family: "Thirty years ago, my Chu family was prosperous, and the ground was blooming, but now, there are seven old men. Son, now all die on the battlefield."

　　"And Nuo's big Chu family, only the old man and Anbang are left."

　　Chu Batian recalled the past and couldn't help but sigh, he gave Wang Ping, and Lin Jingzhe a leg of lamb each.

　　After sighing, he looked at Wang De, who was a little restless on the chair, and the corner of his mouth slightly arched: "Wang De, the old man looked down on you ten years ago."

　　"If it weren't for your majesty's marriage, the old man would not have allowed Xianglan to marry you a sour scholar."

　　Holding the wine bowl in his hand, Chu Batian continued: "Now the old man admits that you are a good husband, and the old man toasts you."

　　"Ah... Father-in-law is serious."

　　"These are what the son-in-law should do."

　　Looking at the white-haired, father-in-law Chu Batian, who is called Ren Tu by the world, toasting himself, Wang De, who was sitting on the table with his head bowed in an uneasy mood, hurriedly stood up, and in a hurry, almost Knocked over the vegetable bowl on the table.

　　Some excitedly raised his glass, and Wang De showed a somewhat embarrassed smile on his face: "Little son-in-law to my father-in-law."

　　"When I came back this time, I originally thought that if pandan's life is not good, I will break your leg."

　　Seeing Wang De's flustered appearance, Chu Batian smiled slightly, and his tears flashed slyly: "But now it seems that your legs are hugging."

　　"Hey, speaking of it, I have something to ask you."

　　Signaling everyone to raise their wine glasses, Chu Batian lowered his tone, looked at Wang De and sighed: "You know, there are only two people left in our Chu family now, and there is no one to inherit the big family business. "

　　"Anbang has been wounded on the battlefield and is already barren."

　　Talking slowly, Chu Batian's eyes slowly turned to Lin Jingzhe and Wang Ping: "I want to ask you to adopt a son to Anbang."

　　"Let the blood of my Chu family not be cut off."

　　Hearing Chu Batian's words, Wang De couldn't help shaking the wine bowl in his hand, and almost all the wine inside was spilled on the ground.

　　Although he had long seen that Chu Batian came to him this time for something, but when he heard that Chu Batian proposed to let him adopt a son to go out, he couldn't help but his mind went blank.

　　"no!"

　　Without waiting for Wang De to make a decision, Chu Xianglan, who was sitting on a chair with a happy smile on her face, was the first to object.

　　She subconsciously took the two sons sitting beside her in her arms, and even looked at Chu Batian with vigilance: "The Chu family is an aristocratic family, and they always lead the way in every battle."

　　"I'm a woman, I don't have such big ambitions, and I don't care that a mother is worth a child."

　　"The two sons, named Wang Ping and Wang An, just wish them a safe life."

　　Hearing Chu Xianglan's words, Wang De on one side looked at Chu Batian's increasingly solemn expression, and he couldn't help shrinking his head.

　　However, when he saw his two sons, he raised his head again, showing an expression that was not afraid of anyone.

　　Chu Xianglan looked at her husband raising his head, she smiled slightly, and then said, "So, I don't agree with this matter."

　　"Wang De doesn't agree either."