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Chapter 51 Heroes from all walks of life

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    Jing Qi was a little uncomfortable at first by his undisguised straight gaze, and then remembered how miserable these days were, calculating everywhere, paying off the soup, drinking water, drinking, and listening to music, and felt that the bones were tight.  Sour up.

    So he stood up, stretched his waist, and said to Wuxi: "Come with me to the yard to practice, loosen your muscles and bones."

    Wuxi was still thinking about how to get him back to southern Xinjiang, but he didn't react for a moment, he was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said truthfully: "I won't fight with you, you are not good at kung fu, I'm afraid I'll hurt you  .¡±

    As soon as the words came out, no matter how frank and honest Wu Xi was, he knew he was wrong. Sure enough, Jing Qi stretched halfway and stopped abruptly, glared at him unkindly, suddenly smiled sinisterly, and picked up the  Picking up Wu Xi's collar, he wanted to drag him out of the study: "Whether I can do it, boy, you'll know if you get punched twice."

    Wuxi was dragged away by him without daring to resist, and asked dumbfoundedly: "How about I ask Nuaha to accompany you to do the trick?"

    Nuaha has always been his housekeeper, he is better at talking and watching people's faces, but although he is tall and mighty, his skills are relatively weak. It is said that when he is an adult, he has  The glorious experience of being knocked to the ground by his nine-year-old brother.  Jing Qi glared at him: "I won't let you know how powerful you are today, you don't even know how many eyes Prince Ma has."

    In any case, it was passed down by a famous teacher, but this "famous teacher" is General Feng. Considering the festival between General Feng and Nanjiang, it is inconvenient to mention him in front of Wuxi.

    In fact, there is a practice room in the palace for the master to practice martial arts, but Jing Qi has spent the past few years only focusing on playing and busying, so it is not very useful. Ping An does not know that his master is  What a crazy smoker, I hurriedly asked someone to clean it, started the stove again, and was afraid that he would fall and spread a blanket on the floor, so I was too busy to turn my back on my back, and carried out the words "spoiled and spoiled" to the end.

    Wuxi had never seen someone practicing kung fu like this before, he just found it funny and annoyed, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

    Jing Qi's face froze, he coughed dryly, and reprimanded with a sullen face: "What are you doing, just practice your hands, and you can loosen your muscles and bones after a few tricks in the yard."

    Ping An was shocked and said long-windedly: "What did the prince say? In such a cold day, there is not even a grass growing on the ground. If you fall and touch it, how can you hurt your bones? The northwest wind is so strong, what if it blows?  Let the cold wind blow after sweating, and catch a cold again"

    Jing Qi interrupted him expressionlessly: "Ping An, you throw something out for me."

    "Hey, master, what's wrong with you?"

    Jing Qi said decisively: "You."

    Pingan promised: "Hey, just throw it away" Halfway through the sentence, he overreacted, and looked at Jing Qi aggrievedly with his mouth squinted and small eyes, "What did you say? Then slave  I didn't mean to be long-winded, you don't know how to cherish yourself"

    Jing Qi stared at him, Ping An finally stopped talking, and went out in a dejected manner.

    Unexpectedly, before he left in the blink of an eye, Ji Xiang ran out from the study with a cloak in his hand: "Master, why are you standing outside with the witch boy in this cold weather, quickly put on a cloak"

    The arrogance in Jing Qi's heart of sparring with fists and kicks and wanting to have a hearty fight is almost exhausted.

    Wuxi understood that when others practice kung fu, they pay attention to "three nines in winter and three days in summer". No matter how hard it is, they can hone their muscles and bones and get twice the result with half the effort.  Moving his arms and legs in the practice room where he was served by himself¡ªit really was Prince Daqing's airs.

    I just remembered what Nuahana's long-tongued man said in private: "This prince is a nice man, kind, and good-looking, but it's just difficult to support."

    Wuxi quite agrees, thinking that this man really is not easy to support, if he wants to bring him back to the southern border, he must save some money so that he can live well.

    Then he thought about what Zhou Zishu had discussed with him some time ago - selling his medicines from southern Xinjiang.  In the future, Daqing and Nanjiang will turn against each other, so there should be a way to take care of them.

    So I felt that I should go back and make some plans, and said, "Beiyuan, I suddenly remembered that there are still some things to do at home, shall I come play with you tomorrow?"

    Hearing this tone sounded like coaxing a child, Jing Qi then asked casually, "Why are you so busy?"

    Wuxi replied solemnly: "Let's see how to buy some property, so that you will suffer with me in the future."

    Jing Qi was caught off guard when he heard him say such words. He choked on his chest and almost couldn't get up. His face turned blue, and he pointed at Wuxi, ", This will forcefully swallow the breath, and not deal with Jiang Zheng is also because of face.

    He glanced at Lu Shen, who was kneeling in the hall in a daze and astonishment. He knew that the person behind Lu Zhuangyuan was the crown prince, and he saw He Lianyi's expression filled with righteous indignation.  In terms of affection, he usually looks lukewarm, but at critical times, he still knows how to protect his father and brother.

    Thinking back to the day before, when He Lianqi cried bitterly and said that there was a "traitor" who harmed him, alluding to the crown prince, he felt a little guilty in his heart, thinking that although the second child was pitiful, he was also a little ruthless.  , instead of looking for trouble from outsiders, first think about his own brother harming him.

    I felt a little unhappy in my heart, and felt that I should lock him up for a longer period of time, let him restrain himself, and it would be good to learn a lesson.

    The case dragged on, dragged on, and dragged on until it was time to break the fast. During this period, people from all walks of life competed to be active, trying to figure out what the old emperor meant, and while trying to distance themselves from He Lianqi, they looked at themselves.  People who don't like it retreat to He Lianqi.

    There has been no big movement in the review of He Lianqi, but it was Zhao Zhenshu and others who made scapegoats, pulled out carrots and pulled out a bunch of mud, and all kinds of exposing and prosecuting each other put you on stage.  Knowing where in the river this mud bodhisattva has gone to, when everyone cares about each other, he doesn't show affection.

    He Lianpei's attitude has always been unpredictable, he kept silent and let them make trouble.

    The more this matter is tossed, the more people will divert their attention.

    Of course, Zhang Jin, who made trouble at the beginning, didn¡¯t end well, he himself knew what was going to happen. On the night when he was taken to the prison, he took out the meat that he had hidden in advance and ate it.  suffering.

    The large and small moths in the northwest line all fell off in just a few days. The number and scale are amazing. Some people joked that in the northwest, if the officials were cut off one by one, there might be real injustice  Dead, but if you cut one at a time, there will be more people who slip through the net.

    The splendid rivers and mountains of Daqing have been turned into empty airs by these people.

    The Emperor's House of Internal Affairs was filled again, the crown prince received verbal praise, countless corrupt officials were sacked, and the faction of the second prince fell apart.  They prevaricated and only punished him with one year's salary for the crime of "fornication during fasting". He Lianpei ordered him to stop and reflect.

    Although the Second Highness suffered heavy losses, he was not in danger.

    So it's time to settle accounts after autumn.

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    Ping An, you are the Emperor of Truth!

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