Da Bong fights more people

"Jianzheng is really a god, he knew I would come back."

Yang Qianhuan heard it, and shook his head: "No, it was given to me before."

"?"

Xu Qi'an's expression was fixed on his face: "Then why didn't you give it to me just now?"

Yang Qianhuan said as it should: "The most important things should naturally be saved for later. Just like heroes always appear at critical moments."

I can't take it anymore, the prison guard is about to beat this guy to death for me Xu Qi'an greeted Yang Qianhuan's eighteenth generation of ancestors a hundred times in his heart, with a dark face, he swung his whip and left.

Dexin Garden.

Xu Qi'an and Princess Huaiqing were sitting together, holding hot tea in their hands, with the steam spreading on their handsome faces, Xu Qi'an said:

"I heard that His Highness has read history books thoroughly, and his talent is not inferior to that of Erlang."

Huaiqing crossed his hands on his lower abdomen, straightened his back, and asked coldly:

"Not to lose to Erlang?"

Those clear and bright eyes like autumn water looked at Xu Qi'an for a few seconds.

"It's not appropriate to describe it as a humble job, not inferior to the number one scholar." Xu Qi'an laughed.

Huaiqing didn't speak any more, stretched out his jade hands in his wide sleeves, took a sip from the teacup, and said, "What can I ask for advice?"

Talking to a smart person is easy Xu Qi'an said: "Does Your Highness know about the Daliang Dynasty?"

The exploration of ancient tombs outside Xiangcheng belongs to the mission of the gang within the Tiandihui. As Wei Yuan's second-five boy in the Tiandihui, Xu Qi'an should report this matter to Shangfeng, but because of Yuxi's luck, he intends to hide it.

"There are three dynasties named "Daliang". The earliest is about 3000 years ago, and the most recent is after Dafeng established the country. The remnants of the previous dynasty established a short-lived Daliang with the support of the witch god religion. 18 Years later, it was destroyed by Emperor Feng Gaozu."

Without even thinking about it, Huaiqing gave the answer directly.

"Is there any earlier?" Xu Qi'an frowned.

Huaiqing shook his head.

It seems that there is indeed no record of the age of the murals in the official history books. This answer is expected, but Xu Qi'an is still a little disappointed.

After the emergence of Confucianism, although the human race also had the habit of recording history, most of them were painted on murals, which were not easy to preserve. After a war, they might be destroyed overnight.

It is only after the appearance of Confucianism that scholars began to make painstaking efforts to compile books and history, and regard it as a lifelong career and a glorious career.

"Is there anything else Mr. Xu needs to do?" Huaiqing reminded.

"there is none left"

Thinking in his heart, Xu Qi'an subconsciously shook his head.

"No more?" Huaiqing raised his voice slightly.

"Look at my memory, I promised to give the story book to His Highness." Xu Qi'an patted his head, took out the booklet from his bosom, put it on the case, and said:

"There was something at home yesterday, so it was delayed. Your Highness, please wait."

Huaiqing didn't even read the storybook, he said indifferently: "A few servant girls just want to read it, why does this palace say "wait for a hurry"?"

"It's okay, I will resign first."

Xu Qi'an was still thinking about going to Lin'an Mansion for a date.

Women are really troublesome, I don't have time to practice hard, why do you think of Lin'an's charming and affectionate face when you raise so many fish, Xu Qi'an can't wait.

"No delivery."

When Xu Qi'an left the hall, Huaiqing stood up with her skirt in her hand, walked straight to the table, picked up the booklet in a hurry, glanced at it, and confirmed that the amount was large, her eyes flashed with relief.

Lingbao Temple.

An orange cat lightly jumped up the wall, glanced at the quiet courtyard, and jumped down from the wall.

It cocked its tail, walked across the cobbled path, came to the door of the quiet room, raised its paw, and knocked on the door.

The lattice door opened automatically, and Luo Yuheng's cold voice came out: "What are you doing in my Lingbao Temple again?"

"Ugh!"

The orange cat sighed, shaking the air, and a vicissitudes of life came out: "Junior Sister, help the world, my body is dying."

"I think you like your current body." Luo Yuheng teased.

"Junior Sister, please don't talk nonsense." The orange cat was a little angry, and said righteously: "People of my generation don't stick to trivial matters."

"Stop talking nonsense, what's the matter." Luo Yuheng became impatient.

The orange cat showed a humane smile, and said cheekily, "I want to ask my junior sister for two blood fetus pills."

Luo Yuheng sighed: "I'm just a confidante who bewitches the king to cultivate Taoism and cause trouble for the government. My elixirs are all people's fat and people's ointment. Brother, aren't you afraid that after taking it, the fire of karma will burn your body, and your life will disappear?"

This stingy and vengeful woman Taoist Master Jin Lian said in a deep voice: "Junior Sister's words are wrong. Emperor Yuan Jing wants to practice Taoism, so what does it have to do with you? If someone with a bad heart is replaced as a national teacher, that is the real disaster.

"Junior sister is concerned about the common people in the world, so she took over the post of national teacher and watched Emperor Yuan Jing personally. Otherwise, the court would have been in chaos."

Luo Yuheng sighed quietly: "It would be great if everyone in the world could see clearly and clearly like senior brother. In fact, what you said is right, since you borrowed the luck of the imperial court to cultivate, you should be punished with words and pens."

"That, the blood fetus pill"

"A Blood Fetal Pill, 38 taels of gold. In consideration of the fellowship, I will wipe off the change for my brother and give you 60 taels of gold."

If Pindao has so much money, why would he ask you! !

Daoist Jinlian's face was stiff.

After pondering for a moment, Priest Jin Lian climbed over the threshold and entered the quiet room, looked at the stunning beauty sitting cross-legged on the futon, and discussed:

"I exchange information for blood fetus pills."

Luo Yuheng didn't open his eyes, his five hearts were turned upwards, his delicate face was like a jade carving, and his red lips were lightly parted: "Although senior brother has a lot of information, I'm not interested."

The orange cat, Bi Tong, stared at her faintly, and said, "What if it belongs to Xu Qi'an?"

Luo Yuheng immediately opened his eyes.

ps: Go to bed after finishing the liver, and get up tomorrow to correct the typo.Sure enough, I can only calm down to code words in the middle of the night.What if I have a girlfriend in the future?

It's nerve-wracking.