Learn a magical skill every year, and start with Xiao Li Fei Dao

Looking at Zhang Xue's graceful and moving figure leaving.

Xiao Pingan sneered, Damn, the good poems in my mind are not endless, use one, no one.

These little fairies are like this.

They don't pay anything, but want men to do this and that.

If you want, I will give it to you.

I am not a licking dog?

I am not a sucker.

Why should I give it to you? ? ?

This Seventh Princess is so stingy.

You don't even give me a hundred yuan!

...

It's not that Zhang Xue is stingy. The reason why she didn't mention money is because she thinks that a talented man like Xiao Pingan will not care about yellow and white things. Even if she brings it up, it will be useless.

So, she didn't say it.

Back to Tianzi Academy.

Zhang Xue became more and more angry the more she thought about it.

She couldn't help but clenched her fists, with a firm face.

"Xiao Ping'an, do you think that if you don't want to give it, I can't ask for it? I tell you, you underestimate me too much~~~"

You know, the seventh princess Zhang Xue is extremely smart.

How could she be stumped by such a small setback!

Soon.

Her eyes flickered,

and a beautiful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She thought of a good idea.

...

Cui family.

Cui Zhenzhen's face was ferocious, and she pushed away the maid who served her.

She looked at her left hand with a painful face.

"It feels wrong, Cao, Xiao Ping'an, I want you to die."

In the past few days, Cui Zhenzhen didn't go anywhere, but in the clinic to treat his injuries. Since his hand was cut off by Xiao Ping'an, it was taken over by the alchemist with superb medical skills.

However, many of his meridians have been broken.

He is not a martial saint and cannot regenerate flesh and blood.

Therefore, the sensitivity of his hand has decreased a lot.

It can be said that when he played with the ball or held something in his hand again, he felt like he was scratching an itch through his boots, and lost a lot of fun.

"I must take revenge, I must take revenge."

Cui Zhen said viciously.

"Get out of here."

Hearing this, the beautiful maid in single clothes ran out quickly as if she had been pardoned.

She couldn't serve this pervert for a moment.

In the room.

Only Cui Anquan was left.

His breathing became rapid.

In his eyes, the flame of hatred was revealed.

He had heard that Xiao Ping'an was in the limelight again in the Yellow Crane Tower.

Damn it, his heart was very unbalanced. Why did he become a useless person, while Xiao Ping'an was in the limelight and famous in Kyoto.

This world is too unfair.

His eyes flickered.

He changed into a clean and tidy set of clothes and

went to his grandfather's study.

At this moment, Cui Zhongshi, Prime Minister Cui, was writing a memorial to advise Emperor Jing not to attack Shu.

Although he knew it was useless.

But he still had to do it.

As a man, you must live up to your conscience.

After seeing his grandson coming.

Cui Zhongshi was puzzled: "Anquan, why did you come here instead of taking good care of your wounds?"

"Please help me, grandpa."

Cui Anquan knelt down with a plop.

"..."

Cui Anquan frowned.

After all, he was his grandson, and he was one of the smartest people in the world. He naturally knew what his grandson meant. Wasn't he just going to take revenge?

In his heart, he also blamed Xiao Ping'an. You said you were just playing around like a child. Why did you do such a heavy hand? You cut off my grandson's arm. Isn't this making our two families mortal enemies?

However, after Cui Anquan investigated the ins and outs of the matter.

He did not intend to retaliate against Xiao Ping'an.

Yu Gong.

As the prime minister, he must be fair. Xiao Ping'an's father and his seven brothers all died in battle for Daqian, leaving only a group of orphans and widows in the capital. If he bullies them again, wouldn't he be a beast?

He is ashamed of the heroic spirits of the soldiers such as Duke Xiao.

He is ashamed of the people.

Personally, it was his grandson who started it first. He was not as skilled as others and could not blame anyone for his arm being chopped off.

"Anquan, let's just forget about it."

Prime Minister Cui said.

Although he has few grandchildren, only seven.

But, after all, there are seven.

He can't destroy his principles for this grandson.

"What, Grandpa, now my arm has been chopped off, and you actually asked me to forget it?"

Cui Anquan's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it.

'Quan'er, listen to me, Xiao Ping'an was wrong to cut off your arm, but do you dare to say that you are completely right in this matter? Aba Aba...'

Cui Zhongshi said a lot like a monk chanting sutras.

Overtly and covertly,Cui Anquan, forget it. After all, Xiao Ping'an's father and brother all died on the battlefield. The Xiao family is left with a group of widows and little girls. If Xiao Ping'an, the only male, dies, the Xiao family will be extinct.

"Grandpa, are you really not going to make a decision for your grandson?"

Cui Anquan said angrily.

"You didn't listen to a word I said to you."

Cui Zhongshi frowned.

Damn, you know, he has been very busy these days to dispel Emperor Jing's idea of ​​attacking Shu again. He really has no time to care about this matter, which is a big deal in Cui Anquan's eyes, but it is just a trivial matter in his eyes.

Is it just a loss of a leg?

The Xiao family lost the entire male of the family.

Compared with the Xiao family, your little pain is nothing. Besides, you took the initiative to provoke them...

Now you have lost an arm, it's what you deserve, if Cui Anquan is not your grandson.

Cui Zhongshi might even applaud Xiao Ping'an's behavior.

"...Quan, life is full of disappointments. We must be open-minded and let go of hatred to achieve great freedom..."

Another lecture that Cui An'an thought was meaningless.

This grandpa is like this. He never stops talking about great principles.

Grandpa, don't you know a saying?

Don't advise others to be kind without experiencing their suffering.

"Do you understand?" After Cui Zhongshi finished spitting, he looked at Cui An'an with a smile on his face.

"I understand."

Cui An'an showed a relieved smile, as if he had really let go of his hatred.

"Well, the boy is teachable..."

Cui An'an touched his beard with satisfaction.

...

I fucking understand you.

Cui An'an walked out of his grandfather's study with an open-minded smile on his face, and his face suddenly darkened.

If he hadn't pretended to let go of his hatred just now.

I don't know how long Grandpa would have kept nagging.

It seems that grandpa is unreliable.

As a man, you must rely on yourself~

Cui Anquan clenched his fists tightly.

His face was firm.

Then.

He came to his father's room.

In the room.

His father, Cui Tieji, was practicing.

A burst of purple air lingered.

It seemed that he sensed someone coming.

He stopped practicing.

He opened his eyes.

He saw Cui Anquan.

He raised his eyebrows: "Why are you here?"

"Dad, you have to make the decision for me."

This time, Cui Anquan did not kneel down, but shed tears.

He looked very wronged and sad.

Cui Tieji's eyes flickered: "Have you looked for grandpa?"

"I have."

"Oh, what did he say?" Cui Tieji's eyes flickered.

"He told me to let go of hatred and be an open-minded person, so that I can live a long and happy life..."

After listening to his son's words.

Cui Tieji sneered.

"Your grandfather has become stupid because of reading too much. Just like Master, he talks about the people on one hand and the common people on the other. Apart from these two things, there is nothing that he can take to heart... Well, he doesn't have Master's strength, but he has Master's disease."

"Then Dad..."

Cui Bianyi wanted to say something.

...

ps: Some ancestors complained that the plot was too slow, so the author revised the outline overnight. The foreshadowing is almost done. The protagonist will use Xiao Li Feidao to kill people and become famous all over the world... Also, it will be a year soon, and I will write a martial arts article. Guess what the second martial arts will be... I beg you all to give me some gifts here, otherwise it will be too ugly. Don't force me to kneel down and beg you, Yanzu ancestors~