Martial arts: The younger father of the son of Beiliang.Inventory of Wudi City

At this time, four women stood behind the railing, looking down at Ye Changan's storytelling.

They are Huang Rong, mother and daughter, and the fairy sister, Miss Wang Yuyan.

Guo Xiang tilted her head yearningly at this moment, blinking her big watery eyes and asked:

"Mother, if I let my father practice "The Illustrated Record of the God of War", will he be able to take the head of the general in the army like Chuan Ying Hero?"

"Didn't the Mongolian army that besieged Xiangyang dare to be as arrogant as they are now?"

"I have to fight every year, even if I can't fight, I still have to fight. It's really annoying."

"As a result, people don't have time to talk to daddy."

"Anyway, in people's impression, dad is very busy in spring, and he can't see anyone all day long."

"It's not fighting, it's on the way to train soldiers. The Mongols are really annoying."

"It's just one or two months in winter, Dad can take it easy."

Huang Rong sighed when she heard this, and then hugged her daughter's shoulder comfortingly.

"Mother is not like this. Every spring, I have to accompany your father in the military camp all day long."

"Every day is not training soldiers, or resisting the attack of the Mongolian army."

"I don't have much time to take care of you, it's my mother's fault."

Huang Rong couldn't help being a little sad at this time, after all, she didn't seem to be with her daughter much when she was young.

This made Huang Rong couldn't help but think about all these years, and couldn't help but feel a little haggard.

She really wanted to let go of everything and just let it go.

After all, there is no need to save a corrupt court like the Song Dynasty.

She wanted to take her elder brother Jing far away, this kind of married life was really not what Huang Rong wanted.

She also wanted to be like her father and mother, admiring the flowers and playing the qin, reciting poems in pairs, like a couple of gods and gods.

Instead of worrying about national affairs every day like now, or on the way to worry about national affairs.

Moreover, he had to endure the threats of those despicable officials of the Song Dynasty, and he couldn't even tell Brother Jing about this kind of thing.

Otherwise, brother Jing would kill the official directly in a fit of anger, which would eventually lead to a complete break with Da Song.

At that time, there was no way for Xiangyang City to keep defending.

Brother Jing might not blame himself, but he might blame himself, right?

Thinking of this, Huang Rong couldn't help but sighed.

She feels really tired and really wants someone to help her.

She was really fed up with this kind of day after day, working hard for a corrupt court.

The most important thing is that there is no dawn at all.

Huang Rong is not Guo Jing, how could she fail to see that the Mongols are powerful?

The final result must be that Xiangyang can't hold it. After all, Song has been suffering from years of fighting.

In the end, if the fight continues, there will really be no food resources.

Although the soldiers and civilians in Xiangyang are united, and there are patriotic martial arts figures to help,

But these people have to eat after all.

But now that the imperial court allocates less and less money every year, Xiangyang may not be able to support it for a few years.

Thinking of this, Huang Rong felt even more uncomfortable. After all, she knew too well that her brother Jing would never abandon Xiangyang and live alone.

"If there is any way to make Xiangyang defenders no longer have to worry about logistical supplies, that would be great."

Thinking of this, Huang Rong suddenly couldn't help looking at Ye Changan.

"The food and grass problem in Xiangyang seems to be unsolvable, right?"

"He seems to have promised that as long as I promise to help him..."

Suddenly a blush appeared on Huang Rong's cheeks, looking at Ye Chang'an who was like jade on Moshang, she couldn't help shaking her head.

"Huang Rong, what are you thinking? Are you crazy? How can you think about these things?"

"However, I am about ten years older than him, and I can still attract him. It seems that I am still very attractive!"

Seeing her mother, Guo Xiang bowed her head in silence and sighed.

Then suddenly his face was flushed, even his ears were red, and he couldn't help but said anxiously:

"Mother, are you feeling unwell?"

"I see that mother's face is red, could it be that she has contracted a cold?"

"Are you uncomfortable? Do you want me to help your mother into the room to rest?"

Huang Rong suddenly heard her daughter's inquiry, she quickly calmed down and said:

"Mother is fine, continue to listen to the book."

At this time, Guo Fu also laughed at 600 and said, "Yes, I originally charged 1000 taels for the private room."

"Now that we are in a higher position, we can still listen to books for free. It's all thanks to my mother."

"Let this annoying Ye Changan die, hehe."

Looking at the harmonious Huang Rong, Guo Xiang, and Guo Fu, Wang Yuyan couldn't help feeling a little envious.

"When will my mother treat me so well?"

Guo Xiang walked to Wang Yuyan's side at this moment.

She looked a little sad, and Wang Yuyan, who was alone, smiled and said:

"Sister Yuyan, come closer, we can talk."

"We don't need to be too unfamiliar, after all, we will live together here for half a year."

At this time Huang Rong also stretched out her hand to invite: "Miss Wang, come here."

"After all, they all work in this Zhaixing Building, so don't be too extravagant."

Although Wang Yuyan was a little embarrassed, she did not refuse.

After all, Wang Yuyan also felt that she was quite lonely.

Originally, there was a familiar Fourth Brother Feng accompanying her, but when her cousin disappeared, Fourth Brother Feng also went to Daqinzhou to find his cousin.

So, now she doesn't have a single acquaintance in this star picking building.

"Then thank you, sister Rong."

Guo Xiang said mischievously at this moment: "I call you Sister Yuyan."

"You call my mother Sister Rong again?"

"Then shall I also be called Sister Rong?"

Huang Rong couldn't help but reached out and patted Guo Xiang's buttocks and said:

"Naughty, is sister Rong your name?"

"You have to call me mother, no big or small."

Guo Xiang ran away quickly, and then made a face at her mother.

Looking at her lovely daughter, Huang Rong couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "This family must be saved."

"Ye Chang'an's deal is too much to agree to, but I believe there must be other ways."

"After all, according to time, the Mongols should withdraw their troops."

"I still have a year and a half to figure out a way for myself."

......

At this time, the crowd in the lobby of the Star Picking Building was also discussing.

"Eagle Fate can reach the eighth realm to comprehend the realm of Shattered Void?

What kind of talent is this?Simply stronger than Master Xiaomeng? "

"Yeah, this talent is too powerful.

Will the most powerful person in the world be this Ying Yuan in the future? "

"I feel that things are not as simple as you think.

You must know that Ying Yuan has practiced the "God of War Illustrated Record" since childhood.

If Master Xiaomeng had practiced "The Illustrated Record of the God of War" since he was a child, he might have entered the eighth realm earlier than Yingyuan. "

"That's right, and didn't you listen to what Mr. Ye Changan said?

Ying Yuan gave up all his martial arts and prepared to re-cultivate the Broken Realm. That matter must not be as simple as it appears on the surface.

If it were you, would you be willing to give up the strength of the eight realms and start over?There must be secrets in this matter that we don't know about. "

"Let's be quiet first, and wait for Mr. Ye to talk about "The Illustrated Record of the God of War".

The next step is not to talk about what is recorded in the "God of War Illustrated Record"? ".

Chapter 98 comments on "The Illustrated Record of the God of War".Li Chungang, the green snake with two sleeves.

At this time, people in Zhaixing Building, whether it was the lobby on the first floor or the private rooms on the second floor, were all looking at Ye Changan.

They were waiting for Ye Changan to explain to them, what is "The Illustrated Record of God of War"?

What kind of secret book is it?

Is it the sword technique, the sword technique or the spear technique recorded above, or is it pure internal strength and mental technique?

Why can anyone benefit from "The Atlas of God of War"?

Ye Changan didn't have the time to pay attention to them at this time, he looked at the smiling Sangsang, and couldn't help feeling chills.

Ye Chang'an was not afraid of Sangsang's anger, but was afraid of Sangsang's expression of indifference at this moment.

If she looks angry, it means that she is not close to her bottom line, and she doesn't care that much.

But now Sangsang smiled, and said to herself so gently: "There can't be a next time."

Ye Chang'an knew that Sangsang was already very angry at this moment, and it seemed that she had reached the edge of what she could bear.

"Sangsang, what are you talking about?"

"I still don't understand what you're talking about?"

Ye Changan decided to continue playing dumb.

After all, I just pretended to touch Sangsang casually.

And Sangsang must not be sure that she did it on purpose.

"Really? Master."

Sangsang still asked Ye Changan with a gentle face.

Ye Changan nodded and said, "What are you talking about? Can't you just say it?"

"I'll continue with the story first, it's business."

"Your matter, I will talk about it after I finish the book today."

After Ye Changan finished speaking, he quickly changed the subject, he didn't give Sangsang any chance to ask questions, after all, the more he said, the more wrong he was.

Ye Changan turned his head and glanced around the audience, and patted the table with the folding fan in his hand.

When everyone heard the "pop", they immediately fell silent, waiting for Ye Changan to continue his story.

At this time, Sangsang also looked puzzled, carefully sizing up Ye Chang'an who was expressionless and didn't seem to care at all.

At this moment, Sangsang didn't know if she had wronged Ye Changan, so she could only suppress the anger in her heart.

Even Sangsang couldn't help thinking suspiciously:

"Didn't he really touch me on purpose? Did I blame him?"