[Comprehensive martial arts] Hundreds of no taboos

Most of the children of the aristocratic family are proficient in miscellaneous studies, and it is not surprising that one or two out of ten can tell people the tricks, but my father didn't take it seriously at all, he just took it as a compliment.

But even this compliment is not worth being happy about. I clearly saw my father frown.

It's no wonder that Fang Yingkan, he is a foreigner. He didn't know that in our Tang Dynasty, women's noble appearance is unspeakable. In the past, Shangguan Wan'er was pointed out by Taoists when she was a baby. , and later decapitated.

Although Fang Yingkan is not from the Tang Dynasty, he is very witty. In the next hour, most of what he said was business affairs, and he is very convincing. According to the data, my father nodded unconsciously.

I held a bowl of goat's milk sadly, looked at my father who was chatting happily with Fang Yingkan, and sighed.

The intelligence of the Qi family is indeed passed down in one continuous line.

Fang Yingkan didn't come here just for a meal. He came early in the morning. In the past, some people came to visit my father. It was because a large number of officials fled, and there were not many officials left in Chang'an City. There are not many, and there are not many who are as high as my father. They will come to report their official affairs a little before the meal, but my father never keeps a meal, and does not give them a chance to curry favor.

The same is demoted, but he still has half arrogance, does not form a party and does not seek selfishness, which makes those people in the quagmire more dirty.

Fang Yingkan, who didn't come here just for the meal time, talked to my father all morning, and it was time for meal time, so my father took advantage of the situation and stayed Fang Yingkan for a meal.

Fang Ying saw that he responded with a smile.

It wasn't until the person left that my mother took a few glances, and the corner of her mouth slightly raised: "This prince looks extraordinary, like a person who is doing great things."

My father sighed: "In this world, how many people can do things? But Mr. Wang told me yesterday that this child is so good-looking that he is not like the one from the Hedong Wang family, but even better than the Taiyuan Wang family. .”

I finished eating the custard in the bowl seriously, belched and rolled my eyes.

The king of Hedong and the king of Taiyuan, even if they turned all the royal families upside down, they still couldn't find anyone with the surname Fang.

A month later, Fang Ying seemed to have left me a secret sign when he was visiting my father. That night, I made the woman who was watching the night sleep and went out to look for him. lamp, more than a dozen human heads were shadowed on the window paper, as if they were discussing something.

I waited patiently for those people to sneak away before knocking on the door of the study.

Knocking on the door was just a signal that I was going in.

Fang Yingkan made the candle brighter, and held a roll of silk in his hand. From the hanging corner, he could see that it was a map.

I asked in surprise: "Have you got the map yet?"

Fang Yingjian seemed very surprised that I asked this question, so he said: "Cats have cat paths, and mice have mouse paths. If you find the right path, what's so difficult about getting a map?"

I shut my mouth tactfully.

It seems that Fang Yingkan's attitude towards me changed after I became younger, or he felt that he was already my capable subordinate, so he was no longer so frightened of me.

Fang Yingkan unfolded the map in front of me, pointed to the direction of Sichuan and Shu, and said: "Maweipo mutiny, father and son quarreled, afterward Xuanzong went south, Suzong went north, now I have three strategies, girl Listen."

I nodded and jumped onto his desk.

Although a little weird, compared to a three-year-old doll sitting at a desk and discussing things with someone, this weirdness is still acceptable.

Fang Yingkan really didn't take it seriously, and while showing me the map, he said: "The worst strategy is to incite the rebels to attack Suzong. Although Suzong's men have some damaged troops, but after all, the name is not right and the word is not going well. The general situation is still in Xuanzong's place. But if Emperor Suzong dies, Emperor Xuanzong suffers internal turmoil, and An Lushan is still alive, then there will be a new dynasty."

I was a little sluggish.

Are you ready to change the dynasty just because of the bad policy?What about the middle policy and the best policy?

Fang Yingkan knocked on the table and said: "The middle strategy is to contact the forces in the Jianghu, assassinate Xuanzong, blame Suzong, provoke the two parties, give the rebels a few more years, wait for An Lushan's death to come as expected, and kill him again." Dead Suzong."

To be honest, I didn't understand this strategy.

Fang Yingkan couldn't help laughing, and reminded me: "The fall of the Han Dynasty means the Three Kingdoms. The Tang Dynasty ruled the vassals and towns to dominate the army, the people, the finance, and the three administrations, so that the local governments were divided and the military power was divided. This is the beginning of troubled times. Come to the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms? Before Xuanzong died, the Tang Dynasty had a banner of orthodoxy. If Xuanzong was rightly succeeding Suzong, this banner would naturally be taken over by Suzong. Unfortunately, Mawei Po forced a mere concubine Yang to death. Let this pair of Tian family father and son turn against each other, and when Suzong dies, the hearts of the royal family surnamed Li will fluctuate, and those Jiedu envoys who hold great power will naturally be unable to sit still."

After that, the world will naturally be in chaos, Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms!

I asked dryly: "What if I don't want a troubled world, and I don't want a new dynasty of barbarians?"

Fang Yingkan said: "That is the best policy."

There was a sharp look in his beautiful eyes, he looked at me without blinking, and said: "Miss looks at me, can you be king in the south?"

I see him as a fool.

I beat Fang Yingkan.

Because I think he must be plotting against me. After all, how can a person who can come up with three plans at the first thought give me a best plan that must be declared emperor?

This time I didn't slap my face.

But he must be in pain. He bit me to death before and didn’t lie to me, but he let go when he was about to be killed by me in the end, saying that if the best policy remains the same, he can also support others to ascend the throne. There is room for manipulation here.

He even suggested that my father could be the emperor.

I thought about it, and I think my father, even if he is given a yellow robe, he is most likely to be bumped to death on the dragon chair.

Don't say proclaiming himself emperor, it would be embarrassing for him to surrender.

I stopped.

Fang Ying saw that there was only the energy left to go in, not the energy to go out.

I slapped his celestial spirit cover with a slap, and poured a burst of inner energy into it.

Fang Ying looked better.

I sat on the desk, patted the unfolded map, and said to him: "I don't care who is the emperor. You can do it if you really want to, but I will watch you. How many casualties were there in the eight-year Anshi Rebellion? Beyond this limit, you can pack up and go to the underworld to fight the world."

Fang Yingkan struggled to pull out a smile.

The same ghost as back then.

Of course I won't kill him, but I will seal his memory and send him back and forth.

I miss the older Fang Ying a little now, but the current one looks gentle like a lotus flower, but is actually full of poisonous thorns. If I have a slight weakness, he will be the first one to rush up and bite me to death.

I even have some doubts about the memories of the past, how many such poisonous scorpion beauties can bear it?How did I fall in love with him back then?

When I got home, the woman who was watching the night was still sleeping. I climbed into bed and slept for a long time, and it was dawn.

After the New Year's Eve, my mother found some copybooks to enlighten me.

Children have weak wrists, even child prodigies have to wait until they get older to write beautifully, and they are afraid of writing, and their hands hurt when they write too much, which is different from adults.

My wrist strength is not weak at all. If I could, I could shatter the writing table in front of my mother. I am not afraid of hand pain if I write too much, but I am really afraid of writing because I have to pretend to be strong. Thin, messy handwriting is just too much torment.

I would rather go up the mountain to fight tigers than practice calligraphy for two hours a day with my mother.

While I was being tortured every day, something big happened to Fang Yingkan.

He gathered two Jianghu people, one is the defected gold medal from Butian Pavilion, the reason why this former gold medal killer defected was because he slept with one of the most promising female disciples of the Yingui Sect, and Butian Pavilion wanted to give her to the Yingui Sect Explain, the status of the female disciple can be seen in detail from the fact that Houhou was from the Yingui sect at the end of the Sui Dynasty, and the other was a fledgling young swordsman who accidentally killed Cihang Jingzhai's disciple.

I have never seen anyone who can offend both Demon Gate and Baidao at the same time, without leaving any room.

Then Fang Yingkan's name went through the back door and entered the killer building of Butian Pavilion. The upper management of Butian Pavilion instructed to kill chickens to warn monkeys. They probably thought that after killing this chicken, there would be no power to take in the people that Butian Pavilion wanted in the future.

Cihang Jingzhai is more reasonable, but Fang Yingkan must hand over the murderer. If the murderer is not handed over after the time limit, Buddhism will also have vajra glaring.

Fang Yingkan once again came to my door.

Seeing him laughing at Yanyan with my father, I still held the goat milk and sighed.

Make do with it, but how far away can it be.

Later, when the Butian Pavilion killer came to the door, I pulled the bed sheet at home and put it on my body, covering my head and face, only revealing a pair of round and big eyes. Ten gold medal killers, Butian Pavilion immediately died down.

Cihang Jingzhai was sent by Fang Yingkan himself. According to him, as long as he is willing to reason with him, he usually wins.

I remembered that I had killed a liar back then. That liar had no martial arts and walked the world with his real name. No matter how much he was guarded against him, or even knew about his deceit, if he spoke a few words to him, he would never be able to escape. Liar's bureau.

I think Fang Yingkan has the potential to cheat with that liar.

Since then, I have been a baby at home for three months, and when I heard the news about Fang Yingkan again, it was the rumor that he and the Holy Maiden of Cihang Jingzhai stepped on the peak overnight to watch the stars and the moon.

I was confused at first.

Then he touched the top of his half-bald head and felt that it was not only cool but also green.

I went to Fang Yingkan's door in the middle of the night.

Fang Yingkan was still awake, busy with business in the study.

His current official affairs are no longer all the official affairs entrusted to him by the rebels, but his own official affairs.

I didn't talk nonsense, and asked him, "Is the saint of Cihang Jingzhai beautiful?"

Fang Yingkan blinked his eyes, the candlelight was reflected in his eyes, bright and beautiful, like a white lotus out of water, extremely innocent.