The snow is still falling, and the words are over.

Lu Xingti walked towards Shengwu Temple, intending to bypass Chen Yexing.

"Stop." Chen Yexing shouted, his hands raised flat on his chest, his whole body trembled, and a brutal internal force spread around him, and the wooden bench under him was shattered.

Before Lu Xing could speak, Song Yan said angrily: "Stand up and start, Chen Yexing, you have lost the argument of verbalism. Do you have to use force to stop the prince?"

"You'd better think clearly. You're just a sixth-floor martial artist. With me here, you won't be able to touch the prince at all."

As he said that, Song Yan pulled out a stone carving knife from his waist. Where the tip of the knife passed, there was a strong and righteous spirit growing out of thin air. The sky around him no longer fell snow, and the sound of drums could be heard vaguely.

"So what? Song Yan, don't think that you can suppress me as a great scholar. I was injured and could not enter the Tao. How good are you? If you are trapped in the Tao, you may not be able to beat me if you really fight!" Chen Yexing used his palm to transform into a fist, and his fist momentum was great. From a distance, he looked like a flood pouring down, and from a close distance, like a tiger and a leopard gathering momentum.

"Ha, then I will fight. I haven't taught you a lesson for many years. I really don't know who is respected!"

Song Yan's face did not change his expression, and his body was full of righteousness as the stars spread. The drum sound became heavier and heavier, and the righteousness throughout his body also evolved. Like ink paintings, more than ten generals riding horses and armor were holding bows and crossbows, waiting for the battle.

Seeing that the battle was about to break out, Lu Xing knew that if he didn't interfere, these two big-tempered cabinet masters would definitely fight under the Shengwu Temple.

"Enough, let's stop."

Lu Xing turned around and looked at Chen Yexing and said, "What Mr. Chen said is not without reason, "There will be nine sounds again, and the mountains and rivers will be overturned." The last words of Confucian sages are not without reason, and we should be alert."

Song Yan looked anxious and shouted, "The prince doesn't have to compromise. I, Song Yan, are here today, and Chen Yexing can't stop him."

Lu Xing turned to Song Yan, held his hands as a support, bowed his head, "Mr. Tell me the way to break the deadlock, and lead me to the Shengwu Temple, and I would rather sacrifice myself to help me. Lu Xing is very grateful. But I have already made arrangements for the crown ceremony."

"You..." Song Yan's face stopped, he wanted to speak but stopped, and could only sigh helplessly, "Forget it."

He waved his hand to disperse the Iron Cavalry statue behind him and snorted coldly at Chen Yexing: "That is, the prince is kind, otherwise I will beat you Chen Yexing to bruised and swollen today."

Chen Yexing tightened his fist and straightened his body, his fist was restrained, and bowed, "Thank you for your understanding, the prince."

Lu Xing shook his head lightly and said, "Although I don't ring the bell, I'll ask the two pavilions to tell the other six pavilions that they will have a meeting in Yusuo Tower three days later. If there are no ones, Lu Xing will come to ask for the sword."

"This..." Chen Yexing hesitated a little. After seeing Lu Xing's unwavering eyes, he clasped his fists and said, "I will bring the prince's words."

Not far away, Wang Zhiming was squatting on the ground, holding paper umbrellas in his two little hands, and his eyes were filled with fear at the pavilion masters.

Lu Xing came to her, bent over and took the umbrella, and said softly: "Pick up your stuff and let's go home."

"Yeah." Wang Zhiming nodded tremblingly and picked up all the jewelry scattered on the snow back into the mahogany box. She stood behind Lu Xing with the wooden box in her arms.

Lu Xing grabbed Wang Zhiming's arm, pulled her into the umbrella, and then nodded slightly to Song Yan.

Then, he turned around and left with an umbrella, his blue clothes were light in color and disappeared into the snow.

"What's your parents' name? Take me to meet you."

"Ah," Wang Zhiming looked up at Lu Xing and whispered, his voice a little low, "Mother left early, father was addicted to alcohol, why don't you see me?"

Lu Xing was a little surprised and asked, "He is not good to you? I see you are well-educated and reasonable. What you said is not in line with filial piety."

Wang Zhiming lowered his head, tugged his fingers, and said shyly: "It's good during the day, but after drinking at night, he will become irritable."

After the words came, Wang Zhiming trembled all over and looked at her shoulders. It turned out that Lu Xing had his hand on it. Lu Xing said, "No matter what, he will give birth to you and raise you. Regarding your engagement, he is your father, and he can't get around."

"Take me to see him and I'll talk to her about you."

"Now, now?" Wang Zhiming asked in a low voice.

, eyes dodging.

Lu Xing said, "Well, lead the way."

Since she wanted to take Wang Zhiming back to the city lord's mansion, it was necessary to carefully investigate her life experience. A scheming person like Wang Juming could follow him for a long time, either extremely innocent and ignorant.

Wang Zhiming first led Lu Xing to the Wang family compound. Just entering the door, he attracted countless Wang family members. Wang Yingde and Wang Yingcai came to apologize at the banquet in Nanyuan that day. Lu Xing went to visit Wang Sanhou. He was almost all the elders of everyone since he was a child. He was almost all the elders who watched the door block and blocked the door. Since he came, he must visit. This is etiquette and also the spirit of the prince.z.br

Then, after such a delay in the Wang family, Wang Zhiming's father did not wait for Wang Zhiming's father to inquire again and found out that he had gone to the casino early in the morning.

So, the head of the family, Wang Juren, ordered the servants to go to the casino to tie Wang Haobo, that is, Wang Zhiming's father, back, and let Lu Xing leave a piece for lunch.

A quarter of an hour later, two subordinates from the Vajra Realm came back with Wang Haobo. He was stunned and looked at his face and didn't drink much wine.

Wang Juren pointed at him and said angrily: "I have known to go to the casino all day long. The prince personally came to the Wang family to find you. My Wang family's face has really been thrown away by you."

Wang Haobo's face was full of confusion. When he saw Wang Zhiming beside Lu Xing, his eyes suddenly flashed, "Yeah, Wang Zhiming, you are still willing to come back!"

He broke free from the constraints of the two servants and slapped Wang Zhiming in the face in front of everyone.

With a "bang", everyone in the Wang family was shocked. After getting along, they all saw how good Lu Xing was to Wang Zhiming.

"You, you short-sighted trash!" Wang Juren was so angry that his teeth were itchy. If he hadn't been considering some face, he would have kicked Wang Haobo to the ground immediately.

Lu Xing narrowed his eyes. He could actually stop this slap, but he wanted to see Wang Zhiming's response. He thought she could avoid it, but he didn't expect that he was stunned and was slapped.

"Father." Wang Zhiming covered her face and looked down at the ground. Her years of fear made her legs tremble, almost standing by willpower.

Wang Haobo seemed to feel uncomfortable. He was held by two people all the way, and the same shame as parading in the streets and even more became a joke between him and the Wang family in the casino. He could only ask Wang Zhiming to show this anger. He raised his arm and immediately waved it.

"Enough." The slap stayed in the air, Lu Xing grabbed Wang Haobo's wrist, and his sharp gaze as scared Wang Haobo took a step back.

He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Who are you? I'm teaching my daughter a lesson. Are you involved?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the Wang family sighed, and Wang Juren even covered his face with his sleeves and covered his forehead with wrinkles.

Lu Xing smiled slightly and said, "Just just now, the prince of the Wang family said that if the prince wants to see you, I will be the prince he calls him. You are so brave to beat my daughter in front of me!"

"The world, prince!" Wang Haobo trembled all over and sat on the ground. His chest quickly fluttered, and he said in a trembling voice: "You, you, Wang Zhiming, how did you hook up with the prince? No, no, you have been attracted to the prince these days you ran away. Yes, yes..."

Wang Zhiming covered her face with one hand, and looked at Wang Haobo with anger.

Lu Xing observed Wang Zhiming's expression. After seeing Wang Haobo with his own eyes, he no longer had too many doubts about Wang Zhiming.

He said to Wang Haobo, "Your daughter will follow me later. Do you have any objections?"

Wang Haobo trembled at two speeds, even his voice was hoarse, "No, I dare not, prince, you have the final say."

"Okay," Lu Xing then looked at Wang Juren and said, "There is something, I want to ask the Wang family."

Wang Juren hurriedly said, "Criminal, just give me your order."

Lu Xing said, "I want Wang Haobo to write down his daughter's contract. I don't want her father to be a bad gambling man, which is not good for her future reputation."

"This..." Wang Juren hesitated a little and refused: "My Wang family is a big family and has never sold their daughters. If you say this, isn't the reputation of the Wang family?

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"Wang Zhiming married me, because she was a formal marriage. I will say less concubine in the future." Lu Xing's plain words were more powerful than anything else, which made the Wang family present happy, and Wang Juren immediately changed his words.

"Criminal relax, I'll let him write now," Wang Juren smiled on his face and shouted to the servant waiting outside the house: "Come on, prepare the pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"

He looked at Wang Zhiming again, his eyes full of kindness, and said an idea, "It's still a bit unacceptable to sell his daughter. The prince might as well let her adopt her and adopt her to an old man with a high reputation in the Wang family. Is this an idea?"

Adoption? Since you want to adopt it, it’s better... Lu Xing thought about it and said to Wang Juren: “A good idea, you might as well adopt it to Wang Juming’s name. As his master, you can also coat this girl with gold.”

Wang Juren hesitated again and said hesitantly: "The prince is talking about his elder brother? This matter is a bit difficult. The elder brother is the Marquis of Changle enthroned by the Great Zhou Dynasty. A few days ago, he added hereditary replacement. The eldest brother has no wife or son, so sooner or later he will be adopted by someone, and many people are watching. If you ask Wang Zhiming to adopt him, then who will the title of Marquis of Changle be passed to..."

"Healthless, when did it happen?" Lu Xing frowned. This was the first time he heard about this. It was awesome. Why did he suddenly add a heraldless to Wang Juming?

Wang Juren explained: "Just half a year ago, Emperor Fenghe asked the eunuch to send the eunuch. Perhaps because His Majesty remembered my elder brother's old contribution, he sent someone a gift."

"Well," Lu Xing did not ask more about this question, but instead said to the Wang family in the hall: "Wang Zhiming was adopted by Master Wang, and as for the title, it is your Wang family."

"Thank you, the prince." Everyone in the Wang family bowed and bowed.

Only Wang Juren raised his eyebrows lightly, as if he had seen through something, but he wanted to speak but stopped, so he could only sigh, "Just listen to the prince."
Chapter completed!