[Comprehensive martial arts] Protect our little prince

After midsummer, the weather is getting cooler and rainy, so you need to add more clothes when you go out.

After repeated confirmation by the imperial physician, Zhao Mingyu was finally able to get rid of the wheelchair that he loved and hated. Before he knew it, he had been trapped in the wheelchair for a whole summer.

Congratulations, great joy!

The little prince stepped on the ground, took two steps while holding on to the railing, and found that his ability to walk was not eaten along with the chicken legs. He was so excited that he almost toppled the roof, "Brother——"

"Why are you shouting so loudly? I can hear you." Zhao Mingning smiled and stood in the corridor, watching the little ancestor jumping up and down helplessly shaking his head.

Zhao Mingyu poked his long legs that could run and jump with tears in his eyes. He felt that he could punch Nanshan Nursing Home and kick Beihai Kindergarten in no time.

The little ancestor clenched his fists, looked at his brother and shouted loudly, "It tastes delicious, and he is in good health. A good boy can't just sit around. I'm going to help Brother Jiu with work!"

The emperor's face darkened, and he raised his hand and slapped him hard on the forehead, "You brat doesn't have a long memory, stay in the capital honestly, and if you dare to run around, your legs will be broken."

"Young master's legs have just been healed. If you dare to hit me, I will run to the desert, where you can't find them." The young prince covered his head, hid behind a pillar and started threatening in reverse.

It's just harsh words, who can't do it anymore!

Zhao Mingning narrowed his eyes, looked at his stinky brother who started looking for trouble as soon as he was able to jump, and raised the corners of his lips to show a smile. He himself is not easy to catch people, but he has hidden guards.

His Majesty the Emperor waved his hand calmly, the brat who was clamoring to run away from home was caught in front of him in the next moment, and he was fighting with him, the brat was still a little tender.

"Once upon a time, there was a smart child, his name was Zhao Xiaoming..." The little prince who was brought to his brother by the dark guards said quietly, like a little cabbage beaten by frost, listless and pitiful, "He was beaten by his Brother Zhao Daming was locked up at home and couldn't go anywhere, and then he became a little fool."

Zhao Xiaoming's brother Zhao Daming: ...

He didn't fight for three days and went to the house to expose the tiles. Is he too tempered recently?

Ever since, the smart Zhao Xiaoming was rewarded with a meal of fried pork on bamboo board by his elder brother Zhao Daming.

Lu Xiaofeng and his party returned to the Central Plains from the desert, washed off the yellow sand on their bodies, and slept well. When they woke up, they heard that their little ancestor had been beaten again, and their laughter almost knocked over the roof.

Zhao Mingyu sharpened his knife furiously, looking at the group of guys making fun of him, with a stern face, he was thinking about where to start.

What happened to the beating?He's the younger brother, what's wrong with being beaten up a few times by the older brother?

Just ask whose younger brother hasn't been beaten?

Lu Xiaofeng laughed so hard that tears were about to come out, he lay on the stone table with his hands on his stomach, and persevered in making things difficult for his little ancestor, "The first six elder brothers in Huaman upstairs, he has never been beaten since he was a child."

"Young master doesn't care, anyway, young master is very obedient." The young prince blushed angrily, chasing after Lu Xiaofeng to shave his beard clean, don't say what shouldn't be said, there must be a price for saying wrong things.

Lu Xiaofeng's lightness kung fu was on par with Sikong Zhaixing, how could his three-legged cat's kung fu catch up to him, the two of them ran all over the yard, Chu Liuxiang was amazed to see it.

Hua Manlou put down the teacup with a smile, "Ming Yu is young and has been pampered all the time. She is still a child at heart, which makes Xiang Shuai laugh."

Chu Liuxiang replied with a smile, "I am really happy to have such a child by my side."

Lu Xiaofeng teased the little ancestor for a while, put his toes on the stone table, poured himself a cup of tea and drank it down, dropped the cup and appeared on the roof the next moment, "Speak softly, the little ancestor can hear you two Then there will be trouble."

Zhao Mingyu supported the pillar to pant, looked up at Lu Xiaofeng who was smiling flamboyantly, and showed a little devil's smile, "The roof tiles in the palace are all specially made, if you step on them, you have to pay for them, and if you don't step on them, you have to pay for damages .”

Lu Xiaofeng's foot slipped and almost rolled off the top, "Okay, okay, stop making trouble, I'm wrong, okay?"

Hua Manlou also rescued him in time, "Ming Yu wants to know what we experienced in the desert?"

"What happened?" The little prince took a breath, threw Lu Xiaofeng off the roof, and went back to the pavilion to listen to the story.

What happened to Kucha?Has Shi Guanyin's lair been copied?With Uncle Simon around, they didn't encounter any danger along the way, right?

The little ancestor asked one after another, and Hua Manlou patiently answered them one by one.

King Kucha was indeed expelled from the capital by domestic rebels, and only brought a few people to live in the oasis of the desert. Shi Guanyin was not satisfied and only made waves in the rivers and lakes. The rebellion in Kucha Kingdom was her handwriting.

She not only sent Wuhua to fan the flames, but also pretended to be the princess of Kucha herself, hoping to get the treasures accumulated by the Kucha kingdom for generations from the king of Kucha. On the day they arrived at the oasis, they were followed by Shi Guanyin.

Fortunately, Uncle Ximen was there, and Shi Guanyin's plot did not succeed.

As for the treasures of the Stone Forest Cave Mansion, Uncle Ximen sent people to transport them away, and they didn't know where they were transported, because except for Chu Xiangshuai, he and Lu Xiaofeng were all fainted in the sea of ​​flowers in the Stone Forest Cave Mansion.

Uncle Ximen is talking with the emperor in the imperial study, and what he is talking about should be the distribution of the treasure.

"Then there is something wrong with Huahai? Are you not injured?" Zhao Mingyu nervously looked at Huamanlou who seemed to be uninjured, fearing that the person's injury was somewhere he couldn't see.

Caibao has his brother to talk about, what the caring little cotton trousers should do now is not to ask for small money, but to care about the health of a good friend.

"It's just drugged, don't be nervous." Lu Xiaofeng came down from the roof, and said sourly, "Why do you only care about Huamanlou, and don't ask if Xiangshuai and I are injured?"

"Brother Chu is not in a coma, you were still jumping up and down just now, do you look like an injured person?" The little prince curled his lips, snorted shamelessly, and continued to greet Huamanlou, "Huamanlou, you are really not injured ?"

Lu Xiaofeng gritted his teeth, "Boy, you just think Huamanlou is prettier than me, don't you?"

Zhao Mingyu looked back in surprise, "I don't think so? Huamanlou is prettier than you!"

Lu Xiaofeng: ...

No, I'm still very angry.

"Hua Manlou, Ming Yu said that I'm not good-looking, I'm so sad." Lu Daxia has learned his style, if he hadn't been about the same height as Hua Manlou, it would be a bit against the law to pounce on him. Already started buzzing.

Zhao Mingyu looked at him with indescribable eyes, Chu Liuxiang with his left hand and Hua Manlou with his right hand got up and was about to leave the pavilion, "Let's go, my brother won't let me play with idiots."

Chu Liuxiang laughed, and waited for the two live treasures to subside, before asking, "I heard that during the time we went to the desert, there was an embroidered robber in the Central Plains?"

The little prince nodded heavily, and took a deep look at Lu Xiaofeng, with a strange expression on his face, "Brother Chu is right, there is indeed an embroidered thief in Central Plains. Not only do I like embroidery, but I also like to embroider blind... um... Anyway, it's very cruel."

Just as he was about to say "Blind Xiu", remembering that Hua Manlou was still here, he was afraid that Hua Manlou would feel uncomfortable when he heard those two words, so he quickly changed his words.

It's just that no matter how fast he changed, everyone present knew what he was going to say.

Hua Manlou was in a very good mood, patted the little guy on the arm, and signaled him not to worry about it, "That guy has already been caught by Six Doors, and he won't have the chance to do bad things again."

It's a pity that those people who were embroidered blind by him could enjoy the light, but they can only live in darkness from now on.

Lu Xiaofeng also sighed unceasingly, they had just returned from the great desert, and they hadn't had time to inquire too much, but they heard a few words about the Embroidered Bandit on the way, and they didn't expect that bandit's thoughts to be so vicious.

He still wears a big padded jacket on a hot day, even if a martial arts practitioner doesn't suffer from the cold and heat, he still has some problems with his brain.

Lu Xiaofeng murmured in his heart, feeling that little ancestor's strange eyes fell on him again, and inexplicably had an ominous premonition, "Ming Yu, why are you looking at me like that?"

Zhao Mingyu looked at Lu Xiaofeng who didn't know the truth with pity, cleared his throat and said calmly, "Hua Man Lou, what I'm going to say next is a little scary, please help Lu Xiaofeng quickly, lest he fall down later."

Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his arms subconsciously, and when he heard Xiaozu say this, the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger, "Ming Yu, let's not talk about it, okay?"

"Not good." The little prince sighed, and stopped beating around the bush, "The real identity of the embroidery thief is your good friend—Jin Jiuling."

When the words fell, not only Lu Xiaofeng, but also Hua Manlou and Chu Liuxiang froze on the spot.

"Gold what?"

"Jin Jiuling."

"How old is Kim?"

"Jin Jiuling."

"What Jiuling?"

"Jin Jiuling, the head catcher of Six Doors, Jin Jiuling, the Jin Jiuling we met at Master Bitter Gourd, your good friend Jin Jiuling, don't struggle anymore, it is indeed Jin Jiuling."

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned for a long time, scratching his hair into a mess in distress, unwilling to believe that such a ferocious embroidered thief could be that Jin Jiuling who is like a noble son, "How could it be him?"

"After he was taken into the dungeon, he said that he felt that those robbers who could be caught quickly were stupid pigs, so he wanted to create a seamless case to cause headaches for the six doors." Zhao Mingyu shrugged, not very interested in these words Believe, "I think he simply doesn't have enough money to spend. The salary of Six Doors is not enough for his expenses. He can only find ways to do bad things to make money."

Chu Liuxiang rubbed his nose, he was known as the Bandit Commander in Jianghu, if he hadn't been robbing the rich and helping the poor all the time, most of the money used to help the poor would be money earned by earning money, I'm afraid he would be caught by six doors one of the people.

In any case, he has the word "stealing" on him, so it's not easy for him to interrupt when the little ancestor talks about it.

Zhao Mingyu didn't realize that the person sitting next to him was also a thief. Thinking of Jin Jiuling's plan to frame Sikong Zhaixing, he was still a little angry, "Everyone in the world knows that you, Lu Xiaofeng, and Sikong Zhaixing are good friends. Jin Jiuling has a good relationship with you on the surface, but If you want to put the blame on Sikong Zaixing, he doesn't regard you as a friend at all, so you don't have to feel sad for him."

Lu Xiaofeng didn't know what expression to make anymore, "Trap... Frame a monkey spirit?"

"Of course, but Sikong Zhaixing is lucky, and his framing didn't work." The little prince comforted the half-dead Lu Xiaoji, "Because you forgot to go to the six gates to redeem Sikong Zhaixing. When Jin Jiuling was committing crimes outside, he was still in the dungeon eating peas with the prison chief."

Lu Xiaofeng: ...

Also... can it still be like this?