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Yanyun, Yanjing, Beiyan Palace.
In a pavilion, Xiao Wuzhe, who is only seven years old, is completing the tasks Zhang Ping left him.
This task seems very simple, but it is very difficult.
Xiao Wuzhe needs to hold a long knife in each of his left and right hands.
Moreover, Zhang Ping ignited a grave incense under the two knives in Xiao Wuzhe's hands. As long as Xiao Wuzhe gently shakes the blade and moves the knife down, he will encounter the burning incense. Then, the previous efforts , It will be all in vain, start again, re-stagger, one hour.
One hour is equal to two hours in the hereafter. Every time Xiao Wuzhe finishes an hour, he will feel numb all over.
At the beginning, Xiao Wuzhe could only hold on for less than a quarter of an hour, but now he has slowly increased to an hour, and this hour is also his compulsory course.
In fact, as Wu Zhe's martial arts teacher, Zhang Ping has never taught Wu Zhe any sword techniques from the beginning, but has been teaching Wu Zhe the most basic things.
Zhang Ping believes that the basic skills are solid enough, the bottom plate is stable enough, and the knife is held tightly enough, which is more important than the knife technique. Moreover, Wu Zhe is still young now, which is the best age for basic training, so he only teaches Wu Zhe these basic skills. , And there is no room for rebuttal, extremely stubborn.
Zhang Ping, as the general leader of the Wufu family, and no one can refute Zhang Ping without the Wu University. Even Ximen Qing can't do the same.
The guardian of the house, as well as the servants, have become accustomed to Xiao Wu Zhe’s horse walking in the pavilion. He would take out the handkerchief in his arms and wipe the sweat from his forehead on Xiao Wuzhe.
In the hot summer, there is not even a slight breeze, even in the pavilion, it is very hot.
Xiao Wuzhe was sweating and his face was flushed, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.
At the end of an hour, Jinlian and Yuanyuan came together.
Before Wu Da left, she didn't know that while Yuanyuan was pregnant, Jin Lian was also pregnant. In fact, Jin Lian, as a person who came over, knew that she was pregnant, but she didn't want Wu Da to worry too much, so she didn't say much.
Jinlian and Yuanyuan are already very pregnant. The two of them have big bellies. Under the service of the servants, they are sitting on the stools in the pavilion, eating some fresh fruits, and teasing Xiao Wuzhe from time to time.
Xiao Wuzhe rolled his eyes, his face was full of displeasure, but he insisted on making no other moves, and was still struggling.
An hour was finally over, Xiao Wuzhe breathed a sigh of relief, sent the double knives to the scabbard, moved his stiff body, and sat down on the stool. The cow drank a cup of cool white, then grabbed the fruit, gobbled it up to cool off.
Yuanyuan wiped the corners of Wu Zhe's mouth with a handkerchief a little distressedly, and said grotesquely: "Zhang Ping is also true, Zhe'er is still young, so how can I stand it all the time?"
Wu Zhe is Jin Lian’s biological son. She naturally feels more distressed, but she didn’t mean to blame Zhang Ping at all. Instead, she explained with a smile: “You know, Zhe’er is carrying our Yanyun’s future. I have high hopes for Zhe'er. Zhang Ping wants to polish his bones while Zhe'er is still young. He will endure hardships and become a master. Our officials missed the best season of martial arts training. It is very distressing that I can't make it into the ranks of first-class masters, but we, Zheer, will definitely become a top master, right, Zheer?"
Xiao Wuzhe nibbled the watermelon muffledly, while raising his head, grinning, no sound, and continued to feast on.
"By the way, what exactly are Zhang Ping and Ximen Qing arguing about? They have been arguing for several days and haven't finished the arguing yet?" Jin Lian asked curiously.
Xiao Wuzhe said nonchalantly: "Master is going to take me away from the palace, but the second master is unwilling, so the two have been quarreling."
Master, naturally refers to Zhang Ping. As for the second master, it is obviously Ximen Qing.
Jin Lian was slightly startled, "Zhang Ping wants to take you away? Where?"
Xiao Wuzhe scratched his head, "I don't know. In short, the master said that he would take me out for a walk, but the second master disagrees alive."
Jin Lian and Yuanyuan looked at each other, and both were a little flustered.
Xiao Wuzhe is the heart and soul of the entire Beiyan Palace. Except Zhang Ping, everyone is holding Xiao Wuzhe in the palm of his hand, afraid of falling, and holding it in his mouth. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Zhang Ping wants to Take Xiao Wu Zhe out for a walk.
After a long time, Zhang Ping came to the pavilion with a face full of indifference, and Xi Menqing, who followed behind, was pale and extremely embarrassed.
Obviously, Ximen Qing was in a bad mood, and the absence of Wu University would deflate Ximen Qing, probably only Zhang Ping.
As for Ximenqing's wife Xiuhong, she was also pregnant, and she had a very serious pregnancy reaction, often vomiting, and basically stayed home.
After giving a slight salute to Jinlian and Yuanyuan, Ximenqing snorted and said to the people: "Go down all!"
The servant was slightly stunned, and all the people who should have left were gone. Only the two maids who served Jinlian and Yuanyuan next to each other remained in the pavilion.
Ximen Qing was furious, "Didn't you hear me clearly? Get out of me all!!!"
Spit stars are flying all over the sky!
Ximen Qing, who has always been calm and kind, is very rare when he is so angry and gloomy.
The two maids were terrified. When did they see Xi Menqing's look like she wanted to choose people and eat them? It disappeared in a short while.
Jin Lian rubbed his forehead, and asked with a headache: "Official Ximen Qing, what's wrong with you?"
Ximen Qing was full of grief and turned his head and roared at Zhang Ping: "It's not all because of this bastard! This bastard... This bastard has a brain disease! I have to take Xiao Wuzhe to Xijing Road! Now Xijing Dao is waiting to be thriving, and it is not completely controlled by our Yan Yun. Wars may occur at any time. How can we take Wu Zhe to Xijing Road at this time!?"
Jin Lian looked at Zhang Ping and said calmly, "Give me a reason."
Zhang Ping’s face was indifferent, and he calmly reached out his hand to wipe the saliva star on his face, and said to Jin Lian: “It’s very simple. It is obvious to all. If there is a paternal master in Yanyun for a day, we in Yanyun cannot have a large-scale mutiny. However, the Patriarch will always get old, and we people will always grow old. To put it bluntly, after a hundred years, We are all dead, who will assist Wu Zhe? If Wu Zhe can't control the Yanyun army by himself, why should he sit on the throne of the Northern Yan King? Now Xijing Road is in chaos, I just want to take Wu Zhe personally at this time Take a trip to Xijing, take a trip to the army barracks on Xijing Road, let all soldiers and the whole world know that although our North Yan Wang Wuzhi is not in Yanyun now, the next North Yan Wang Wuzhe... has personally come to the front!"
"We, Yanyun... have someone to succeed!"