Early in the morning, before the rooster crows, Wu Zhi was already boxing in the yard. He was boxing from the Shaolin Temple's Arhat Fuhu Fist.
I, Wu Zhi, was beaten so hard that I was covered in sweat.
Occasionally, one or two maids passed by in the nearby corridor. They looked at Wu Zhi's strong muscles and handsome face, and couldn't help but pursed their lips and smiled, their cheeks were red, and they whispered something.
Wu Zhi didn¡¯t pay attention at first, but one after another maids passed by, and they seemed to be in this state, which made Wu Zhi couldn¡¯t help but feel curious.
So he walked out of the yard carelessly, and just in front of him came a young man wearing brocade clothes. This man was Wu Yuemei's younger brother, named Wu Hongye.
Wu Zhi met Wu Hongye once in the lobby last night.
Last night I saw him and I thought he was full of energy, but for some reason, early this morning I found him with sunken eye sockets, a sallow complexion, full of dark circles, and a depressed look.
When he saw Wu Zhi, he wanted to speak but stopped, stopped but wanted to speak.
Finally, he let out a long sigh and turned around to leave.
Wu Zhi quickly swept up a gust of wind and walked around him, blocking his way.
"Hey, what's the matter? When you see me, I feel like you have a lot of complaints that you want to vent?"
Wu Hongye smiled bitterly: "Master Wu, it's not that I have something to complain about, but that in the surrounding courtyards, men and women all have something to complain about!"
"I said you can't keep your voice down when you do that behind closed doors at night. Your movements are too loud!"
"You don't know that we guys listened to it all night long! My wife and my concubine couldn't stand it anymore, so they got into my bed together and almost killed me!"
Wu Hongye's courtyard is separated from Wu Zhi's guest room by two walls, with a corridor and garden in the middle. He can hear clearly from such a distance. It is conceivable that last night Wu Zhi brought Pan Jinlian and Li The two beauties in Ping'er were so tormented that one of them screamed.
How can ordinary men withstand such a long-lasting melee!
And Wu Zhi¡¯s spirit not only did not show signs of sluggishness, but was in full swing. It seems that if you pick up a stick now, you can go up the mountain and knock down a tiger.
This situation really made Wu Hongye angry and envious.
Wu Zhi walked up with a smile and patted Wu Hongye on the shoulder. He was a head taller than Wu Hongye.
"Hey, do you want to learn a few tricks? Then you don't have to be squeezed dry by your two little ladies."
When Wu Hongye heard this, his eyes lit up. : "Are you willing to teach me?"
"My wife and your sister are best friends, so this small favor is nothing."
"It's just that I am a migrant, so I need you, a local, to take more care of me from now on."
"Easy to say, easy to say!"
Wu Hongye is also a straight-tempered person, and he immediately beat his chest loudly.
Soon, the two grown men walked side by side to the rockery nearby and chatted quietly. As they chatted, they heard Wu Hongye's "hey hey hey" laugh. Not to mention how obscene the laugh sounded. .
Not long after, the housekeeper came over in a hurry.
He saluted Wu Zhi respectfully: "Master Wu, Liang Shicheng is here again! He said that if you don't enter the palace, he will sit in the hall and wait."
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