Across the heavens to be a bandit

Chapter 220 [Xuanyuan Jingcheng, finally arrived]

Together with Yu Youwei, Qingniao went to the Taoist temple to clean up the house.

Pei Nanwei had no choice but to bow his head under the eaves. Most of the time, he was no different from a maidservant, and had already accepted his fate.

These days, I have gradually integrated into this environment.

He also entered the house with the two of them and did what a maidservant should do.

It seems to have gradually gotten used to it.

Dressed in plain clothes and wearing wooden hairpins, it is more meaningful and interesting.

Recently, it was common for bluebirds to walk against the wall, and the fish lady with the white cat in her arms would occasionally walk against the wall, which made Pei Nanwei extremely disdainful.

What kind of master of heaven and man?
High martial arts doesn't mean that bedtime skills are also great!

Qingniao and Yuniangzi are both young girls, so they can't stand the trouble.

Only then will I walk against the wall every day.

Concubine Pei thought viciously, that His Royal Highness seems to be formidable, but it's just that he hasn't met a comparable opponent.

Ning Emei and others were taken by the old celestial master Zhao Xituan to live in the nearby Daoist Temple.

The old sword god went for a walk by Qinglong River alone.

In the courtyard, only brothers and siblings with different identities are left.

Xu Qianqiu touched Huang Man'er's head, and glanced at Murong Tonghuang who was looking straight at him.

Murong Wuzhu was peeping at His Royal Highness, but soon looked down at his toes.

His Royal Highness said flatly: "Finally know my identity?"

Murong Tonghuang bit his lip and nodded.

In fact, this pair of sisters and brothers can be regarded as a beauty in the world, and they are a disaster for the country and the people.

After all, both of them are stunning figures who have been rated by Rouge.

Speaking of the Jianghu rating list, recently, a new list was published.

Comments on beautiful men in the world!
Since then, Rouge commented on the separation of men and women.

The handsome man was rated as the top of the list, as expected by the world, the son of Beiliang was at the top of the list, and he deserved it.

It is worth mentioning that the white fox face is still at the top of the rouge review list.

It doesn't specify its gender!

People all over the world are talking about it.

Now, many people in the world are looking for her.

Want to distinguish between male and female.

And one of the two siblings in front of him, Murong Tonghuang, was also on the beauty review.

ranked fourth.

If the rumors are true, sending this pair of Bingdilian, siblings, into the Indus Palace of the Heavenly Son may bring some unexpected results.

After thinking for a moment, Xu Qianqiu finally gave up the idea and abandoned the plan.

It is nonsense to say that the country is full of disasters.

Those beauties, in the smoke of spring and autumn, beside the emperor, are the beauties in elegant clothes, whether they are queens who make their relatives grow up, or concubines who seduce the monarch.

In the end, they were all doomed.

The sad thing is that it's not that the world is really in trouble, it's just a scapegoat.

The literati and scholars who have lost their country are loyal to the old king, dare not, don't know, can't go to the bottom of the matter, and can't see the crux of the country's collapse.

The demise of a country comes from its foundation.

The foundation is rotten at the root, and the sky is hard to save.

Unable to see the crux of the matter, the literati had no choice but to write poems and articles to vent their anger on those beauties.

Under the pretext of demons and monsters, female spirits and monsters were born.

To the discerning eye, it is really absurd and unreasonable.

In today's world, there is Zhao Zhi's mother in the harem, and this queen's iron fist is no less than that of a famous general in running an army.

With her here, the harem can't be chaotic.

Thin-skinned and shallow-minded, Murong Wuzhu's breath was tight, carefully sizing up this young master who had only known him for ten years.

His Royal Highness, Prince of Beiliang?

How old is the officer?

She doesn't understand these things, but when she was socializing with Jianzhou scholars, she occasionally heard some bad comments about Beiliang
It is said that the king of Beiliang is the most brutal executioner of the dynasty, and he once liked to massacre the city at every turn.

As for the eldest son, it is said that he is a lunatic.

The moment she saw her younger brother's poisonous hair, she believed it.

That's the case, Murong Wuzhu's mind is simple, but he knows the truth that hearing is believing and seeing is believing.

Preconceived, she has a good impression of His Royal Highness who saved her and her younger brother.

Under the premise that he has already controlled his life, he can control the temptation and not bully them. This scripture is a hundred times and a thousand times better than those aristocratic scholars who are full of benevolence and morality, but secretly look at obscenity.

She is that simple.

In the past, Xuanyuan's ancestors took their fate captive and played with them.

At the moment, resign to fate and warm the bed for His Royal Highness someday.

Murong Wuzhu looked at that handsome face, stepped back ten thousand steps and said, this is the number one handsome man, even if it is a warm bed, she is not at a loss, isn't she?
Among the siblings, Murong Tonghuang, who had been advocating since childhood, saw the look in his sister's eyes, and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Compared to the siblings, Xu Qianqiu valued Murong Tonghuang more.

Don't think about it.

Not the Broken Arm Sleeve.

It's a ruthless appreciation of his character.

Appreciation of talent.

This guy will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

Also ruthless.

Dare to be ruthless to yourself, you are really ruthless.

One man can hold back his nausea and wink at another man.

That is to say, bad luck, born in a small family, unable to perform well.

Giving a larger stage is not as simple as being good at dancing with long sleeves.

This is a good piece of material, if it is honed well, it may become a new generation of big devils in the world.

On the second day, they took Huang Man'er and called Murong Wuzhu and Murong Tonghuang, and they all went to the back mountain of a nearby Taoist temple.

Blue Bird followed, holding a bamboo basket.

After that day, when getting along with His Royal Highness, Murong Wuzhu was far more composed than his younger brother, and asked softly:

"Your Highness, what is this?"

Huang Man'er said naively: "Pick the hawthorn!"

Xu Qianqiu nodded and said with a smile: "At the time when the old master went to Beiliang to accept my younger brother as a retreat disciple, he talked about it for a long time, but he didn't get to the point. It's just that the hawthorn is more pleasing to Huang Maner's eyes."

Murong Wuzhu felt it was unbelievable.

Several people went around picking hawthorns, but Xu Qianqiu deliberately or unintentionally came up with some ways of the world, thinking about the problem, and tested Murong Tonghuang.

All the answers can hit the nail on the head.

Looks like a lot of reading!

There is a groove in the chest, which is easy to handle.

Talented and learned, difficult to reuse.

That's why.

After Murong Tonghuang asked back, Xu Qianqiu smiled and said some of his own opinions.

After the words fell, a thunder sound suddenly rang in the ears.

"His Royal Highness is very insightful when he talks about fame and fortune.

If a scholar seeks fame and reputation, it seems to be light on profit, but in fact he is no different from a merchant. "

"Famous scholars in the Qing Dynasty, who talk about wronging the country, this scholar is not a scholar.

Holding the scriptures at home, laughing at the frozen bones outside the door, this kind of reading is really not reading, but reading a wordless scripture that is rude, benevolent, and righteous. "

"Xuanyuan Jingcheng, Huishan, on behalf of Zhizhang Xunping, who is also a teacher and friend, went to the grave of His Royal Highness to offer wine and worship."

"Xuanyuan Jingcheng, on behalf of Wang Yangming, a Confucian student in Xiangfan, helped the king of Beiliang to eliminate the rumors of traitors and sycophants. Let's make another obeisance."

"Xuanyuan respects the city, and finally bows to the underprivileged people in the world and the king of Beiliang!"

Not far away, the second son, Xu Fengnian, stared wide-eyed and looked at the green-clothed scholar who was flying towards the sky with his hands behind his back.

He didn't know that besides himself, there was such a guy who was also eavesdropping on his brother's conversation just now.

He was even more completely unaware of the flow of his Qi machine.

Thirty steps away, the man who called himself Xuanyuan Jingcheng bowed and bent three times in a row.

After straightening your waist, you no longer move forward.

Squatting next to His Highness Shizi to pick the hawthorn Murong Wuzhu, after hearing the word Xuanyuan, the hawthorn fell to the ground.

Murong Tonghuang was slightly calm, but his knuckles were blue, revealing the panic in his heart.

For their brothers and sisters, the Xuanyuan people on Guniu Mountain are not the loose immortals who enjoy the happiness of land alone, but the devils who play with Jianzhou.

But, isn't the legendary Xuanyuan Jingcheng a nerd, waste, weak, incompetent, and a complete waste?

How...can fly? !

[During this time, the update was not very stable.

Friends who are short of books, you can casually flip through the author's old books:

"Celebrating More Than Years: I Am the Protagonist"

"Love and Kill of Douluo"

"Reincarnation from the Year of Celebration"]

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