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Chapter 541(1/2)

Zhan Zhao was accompanying Wu Yifu in the room, and heard a noise outside. The situation was similar to demolishing the house. Xiao Sizi and Xiao Liangzi ran in to take refuge, and Zhan Zhao asked, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Liang said, "Oh, Uncle Guang knows that Master and the others have lied to him. Now he is going to fight against Brother Jack."

The little Sizi also opened her eyes wide and looked at the battle situation outside, with her big eyes shining.

Zhan Zhao Wangtian finally got it...

Just then, Wu Yihuai, who was sleeping with his head down, suddenly groaned.

Jiu Niang jumped, "Oh no!"

Zhan Zhao hurriedly covered Wu Yifu's ears to prevent him from being woken up.

Everyone outside was making a fuss when they heard a "bang". Hong Jiuniang kicked the door and shouted, "Don't make a fucking noise!"

In an instant, there was no sound.

Huo Qilin was saved. He stuck out his tongue and patted Long Qiaoguang on his hand that strangled his neck, pointing in the direction of the room, "Cough cough... I'm going to make your idol rest... Cough!"

Then Long Qiaoguang let out his hands and looked at his three brothers with his eyes squinted.

Zhao Pu and the others were honest and sat at the table. Zhao Pu hugged his arms, Zou Liang and Ouyang covered their necks, looking at their brothers, it didn't look like the first time... I guess they often do this bullying him.

The rest of the people were considered to have participated in this joint plan that was hidden from Long Qiaoguang, and they felt a little sad.

Long Qiaoguang sighed, sat at the table, and scratched his head.

Ouyang whispered to Zou Liang, "Is it going to start?"

"Yeah!" Zou Liang nodded, "It's almost done."

Zhao Pu shook his head twice.

Everyone was puzzled.

At this time, Zhan Zhao walked to Bai Yutang and sat down. When Long Qiaoguang coughed, he started to speak, "I... my idol... love, situation..."

Zhan Zhao took the pumpkin porridge that Chen Xing'er gave him and was about to drink it. When he glanced at him, he saw the right general sitting upright, with his knees on his hands and his expression serious. His ears were red in front of him, and he was so tired of talking!

Zhan Zhao wanted to laugh a little, what's wrong? The chattering man has become stuttering?

Zhu Ying whispered to Zhan Zhao, "He stuttered when he was nervous."

Everyone found it funny, Lin Yehuo asked, "Don't you tell me every time you fight?"

"He was not nervous during the war. He was excited and talked too much." Ziying was so tired that she was so tired that she sat aside to drink porridge while gossiping Zhan Zhao, "He was not nervous or shy! He was usually shameless, so it was not easy to be shy!"

Zhan Zhao shook his head helplessly, and it turns out that something strange happened to the Zhao family’s military camp.

At this time, Lord Bao also came. He had just returned from the court. When he first saw the painting of the Heavenly Lord hanging on the clothes drying rack when he entered the door, he was shocked, "What's this?"

The Heavenly Lord sighed.

Seeing him sighing and being listless, Bai Yutang said, "Aren't you going to teach in the Taixue in two days? Lin Xiao is your student at that time. Pull him out and shut him in the dark room and let him draw you for a day."

The Heavenly Lord blinked and looked at Bai Yutang, "Is that okay?"

Bai Yutang raised his eyebrows indifferently, "Why can't it be possible? Let him draw a set of plum, orchid, bamboo, chrysanthemum, grass, insects, fish, rivers, lakes and seas! We won't give you money yet."

The Heavenly Lord opened his mouth wide.

The fifth master held the teacup and thought to himself that this time he had earned back all the money he had lost before.

Long Qiaoguang hadn't finished his words yet, but Lord Bao heard that Wu Yifu was in poor health and asked Zhan Zhao, "How is the situation?"

Master Guang breathed a sigh of relief, but Lord Bao was loyal.

Zhan Zhao said that Wu Yifa’s disease is a chronic disease and occasionally he will get sick. It doesn’t matter if it’s done, it will be cured after treatment.

Gongsun pounded the medicine to make pills and told Hong Jiuniang how to take medicine more effectively. Jiuniang took the paper and pen and wrote it down one by one, which was very concerned. Everyone was a little gossiped about it, thinking that Wu Yihua was so lucky, Jiuniang was so considerate...

Tianzun asked Jiuniang, "What's the problem with that painting?"

Jiu Niang frowned, looked at the painting again, and asked, "Is the person who painted the painting the surname Lin?"

Tianzun nodded.

Yin Hou frowned, "I just said it looks familiar...Lin Xiao, so that's it."

"What's the situation?" Zhan Zhao was curious.

"Oh, it's a long story. Don't mention this old story." Jiu Niang waved her hand, "But don't let the wardrobes see this painting in the future, by the way." As she said that, Jiu Niang asked Yin Hou, "Does that boy named Lin look like that Tiansha?"

Yin Hou thought for a while, "I feel a little bit like this..."

"Tsk." Jiu Niang curled her lips without hesitation, "Where are people there? I'll take a look one day!"

Everyone was shocked. Could it be that they had a grudge with Lin Xiao? There is no reason! How could Lin Xiao have a grudge with Jiu Niang and Wu Yifu at this age?

Yin Hou also said, "That baby is only in his teenage years, Lin Er has no children. At most, he is a relative or a great-grandchild. Why are you trying to make things difficult for someone else's child?"

Jiu Niang glanced at Hou Yin, stood up and entered the house.

Jiu Niang is leaving, but everyone's curiosity is still there, so I will watch Yin Hou together.

Zhan Zhao asked, "Who is Lin Er?"

Yin Hou shook his head with a teacup and said, "Old people have been dead for a long time, so it's better not to mention it."

"It's better not to mention it." Zhan Zhao pulled his sleeves, "Speak clearly, otherwise it would be uncomfortable to block it!"

Others nodded.

Hou Yin frowned and looked at the room.

I saw Jiu Niang walking over again with a dark face and closing the door with a "bang".

Grandma Hei Shui shook her head.

The Heavenly Lord held his chin and thought, "Which Lin Er? Have I seen him?"

Yin Hou said, "The one who always follows the one holding the flute next to the sick bag."

"Oh..." Tianzun remembered and nodded, "The one who died on Wangchuanpo?"

Yin Hou frowned, what's your memory? The one who died on Wangchuanpo was Linda.

Tianzun disliked the two, "Who can tell the difference between them exactly the same?"

Hou Yin was helpless.

Tianzun frowned, "I always thought that Lin Er died on the slope of Wangchuan, and Lin Da died on the beach... Who is loyal and who is the traitor?"

Mr. Yin didn't say anything, saying, "Anyway, they're all dead."

"Isn't Lin Er a traitor? Why are you so excited in March Beach?" Tianzun was puzzled.

Yin Hou held his forehead, "Who stipulates that the one who must be loyal will be stimulated only if they die? The one who traitor can be stimulated even if they die. When Xuan died, Luo was stimulated a lot!"

Tianzun was dissatisfied, "Xiao Xuan is a good person, but the lyric pig head is a big bastard!"

Yin Hou is looking at the sky.

The two were arguing, and Zhan Zhao reached out and snapped his fingers in front of them.

Hou Yin and the Heavenly Lord turned their faces and saw that everyone in the courtyard looked at them with complicated expressions.

Zhan Zhao was helpless, "When you two discuss, consider whether you are listening to the feelings? You don't understand what you are saying at all!"

Bai Yutang nodded, "I only understand that Lin Dalin Er looks very similar, and they are all dead, and then what?"

"No, what else can you do if you die?" Tianzun and Yin Hou tilted their heads.

Everyone was powerless.

"What's their relationship with Uncle Xiaofu?" Zhan Zhao asked.

"If they die, the life of the ill bag will end." Yin Hou sighed softly, "Youlian has been dead for more than 70 years, and then it was Wu Yihuo who survived. He is a completely different person. He will never come back if he dies. No matter whether his life is there or not, he will die."

Everyone looked at each other and couldn't speak.

There are no confused people here to listen. Although General Youlian's existence is like a meteor, his life is a legend. No matter what kind of experience it is, since he has suffered from this illness, it must be tragic and there is no point in pursuing it. He is a hundred years old. He has long been open to see what should be opened, and he is destined to have no hope of seeing what should be opened in this life, and others cannot help.

Lord Bao interrupted the conversation at the right time and asked Zhan Zhaohe Bai Yutang's case progress.

The two of them remembered that they had to look for Shen Yan, so they called Gongsun to leave together.

Gongsun took Xiao Sizi out together. Before leaving, Lord Bao asked them to go to the Grand Tutor's Mansion first and ask about Grand Tutor Shen Yan's situation.

Zhan Zhao was curious, "Does the Grand Master know Shen Yan?"

Bao Daren said, "Shen Yan was a young master of Yuanqing Academy, which was somewhat related to the fact that the Taishi recommended him to be a master at that time. The fat man has always been cautious. If he was not aware of his roots, he would have collected something good. You might as well ask. There is also Yue Changfeng from Qiankun Academy, the Taishi probably knew a little."

Everyone raised their eyebrows.

Pang Yu scratched his head, never heard his father mention it.

"Yue Changfeng is so rich, no rich man in Kaifeng City wants to flatter Tai Shi Pang." Lord Bao shook his head, "But since the little marquis is in the Taixue, the Taishi will definitely look to the Taixue. You go and ask him."

Everyone was curious about looking at Lord Bao, and that was what he meant - since you know, I won't ask before.

Lord Bao curled his lips - I don't owe that fat man favors.

Zhan Zhao, Bai Yutang and Gongsun Xiaosi went out, and Zhao Pu also chased after him. Anyway, he was idle and went out for a walk together.
To be continued...
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