Tang Zhirou slept in the same room with Song Chuzhao. The two of them boiled hot water outside, washed up and returned to the tent.

Song Chuzhao stretched his muscles and bones routinely before going to bed... I have to say that she is indeed a little fatter.

Because she hadn't eaten good food for too long, after returning to her body, she also opened her belly and was so presumptuous. Now she looked a little tragic.

Tang Zhirou sat aside and watched her work. After a while, she sighed and said, "Oh, you're about to get married, what should I do?"

Song Chuzhao said: "Why are you panic when I get married?"

Tang Zhirou slid off the quilt and lay down, supported her head with her hands, and said, "You don't understand, my father has urged me to get married recently. I am older, and he looks for someone for me everywhere. But I am always worried about marrying someone."

Song Chuzhao said: "If you marry the wrong person, then you will be divided. You are the little county lord. Go back and complain to your father. If you don't help, complain to Your Majesty. Can you bully others by virtue of your power?"

Tang Zhirou thought it was difficult. If she became a relative, she would not be exposed to family shame, and his father might not vent his anger for her.

She turned over and asked, "Sanniang, will you do that after you get married?"

Song Chuzhao asked: "Which is it?"

"Like everyone." Tang Zhirou said, "Stay at home, take care of your husband and children. Just as you are with Gu Wulang?"

Song Chuzhao paused and couldn't help but think about the scene she said.

It’s quite peaceful, but I always feel that it doesn’t feel that way.

People have to do something else, right?

Tang Zhirou felt that her tone was not right, and added: "This is also good, I didn't mean to say it's bad. Goro is much better than many people, and he will understand you and will not bully you."

Song Chuzhao climbed to her and asked, "Have you heard too many people talk about those family matters recently?"

Tang Zhirou said: "But those are indeed true."

"Then don't plan to swallow the pain. They are them, you are you." Song Chuzhao said, "If they tell you, 'Women must rely on men, and even if they are bullied, they must bear it. There is no way.', don't believe it."

Tang Zhirou asked: "Then what should I believe?"

Song Chuzhao thought for a while and said, "The border is not always stable. When foreign enemies come to invade, the men in the nearby city will also be taken to help patrol the streets. Isn't there less Lauding in this city who can do things? Then those who go to the fields to grow crops, treat people, teach children to read, and check accounts and check cashiers, rely on women to get back to? When it is really a shortage of people, you ask them whether they are still thinking about whether they are men or women. Therefore, those women are so fierce, they are really forced to beat people. The people in the city are also fair, and they stand on whoever they should stand on."

Tang Zhirou said: "I heard you say this, the border is better than the capital."

"Every place has different rules. But this also proves that there is no unchanging truth in the world." Song Chuzhao said, "Don't think too badly first. Your father always loves you. His eyes are more experienced than you and will not let you marry such a man. Besides, even if you really meet, don't think about calming down. You have read so many books, but you may not be worse than men."

Tang Zhirou said in surprise: "You really want to compete with men?"

Song Chuzhao said: "If anyone really messes with me, why don't I compare with him?"

Tang Zhirou: "You want to go to tomorrow's martial arts competition platform, too?"

Song Chuzhao was silent.

At that time, she was just talking a few words, afraid that the atmosphere would be awkward. Moreover, Gu Fengjian didn't mention it seriously, so why did she go out and show off for no reason?

Tang Zhirou sighed melancholy: "Oh..."

Song Chuzhao couldn't hear it, so he gritted his teeth and said, "...Go! Let you see the courage of my Song family women. Don't seem to be that women can only accept one way of living."

Tang Zhirou got up again and said excitedly: "No woman has ever been on the martial arts competition platform! Not to mention winning."

Song Chuzhao thought to himself, that's not? When the late emperor was there, how could women have the life to go up?

Tang Zhirou thought about the situation himself and felt that the scene was very shocking, so she couldn't help laughing. She diligently spread the quilt for Song Chuzhao and invited him: "Go to bed quickly, go to bed early! Have a good rest, so that she will have the strength to go up tomorrow."

Song Chuzhao took off his coat and went over to lie down.

Tang Zhirou closed her eyes, but she became unable to sleep. After tossing and turning for a long time, she pulled Song Chuzhao and said, "Sanniang, why not tell me again. What can I do?"

Song Chuzhao: "..." How could I care about you?

Early the next morning, when the sun was light, there were already pedestrians walking outside.

Song Chuzhao and Tang Zhirou got up and found that they were building a ring for competition.

The two went to the table next to them, drank the hot soup just cooked, and ate some steamed buns and oil cakes.

Tang Zhanglian came out to exercise his hands and feet. Today he was wearing black clothes, his hair was neatly combed, and he looked heroic and majestic.

On the other hand, Fan Chongqing's side was not very good. Although the young people were also energetic, their hair was messy and loose, and they were a little sloppy, so they were obviously not used to tidying up themselves.

After Tang Zhanglian finished breakfast, the competition table was almost ready. Fan Chongqing and others were already warming up, waiting on both sides of the ring with their arms around their chests.

Most of this competition was about the brothers who won the hunt yesterday to go up to practice their skills. There were no clear rules. They were not formal, but they were rewarded. It would be fine if other people wanted to go up, but they would be fine if they were not afraid of being beaten.

Winners like Fan Chongqing will consciously rank behind to avoid losing too many people and making the scene too ugly.

Song Chuzhao and Tang Zhirou stood among the crowd, watched Tang Zhanglian finish vocals and beat the skin drum with his own hands, announcing that today's competition officially began.

In an instant, everyone cheered, and the cheers were even louder than when the hunting started yesterday.

Tang Zhanglian sat back on the stage with his legs on his back, obviously much more interested than yesterday.

Yes, how can you watch people fighting when riding horses?

Four Jinwu Guard masters stood on the four corners of the arena, holding a knife in their hands, and guarding order.

This competition is very particular, and it is best to be entertained. However, with many onlookers, there will inevitably be people who cannot afford to lose and lose their competencies when they try to do so. They must be careful of this.

The head Jinwu Guard shouted loudly: "Who will come first?"

A black figure jumped up and responded in a thick and hoarse voice. He was tall and when he jumped up, the entire platform seemed to shake.

Everyone looked closely and found that the first person to appear was a military general in his thirties. He took off his clothes boldly, revealing his tangled muscles.

It was still snowing yesterday, but today the snow gradually disappeared and the man was spraying with heat from his breath, looking cold.

His figure was very visually oppressive just. The girl exclaimed slightly at the man's actions of taking off his clothes, and was also steadily shocked by the momentum.

Tang Zhirou's scalp was numb and she whispered: "Is the first one who went up so powerful? I think she is a tough guy."

Song Chuzhao observed for a while and said, "Although this person is indeed strong and powerful, his muscle patterns are probably not from a serious martial arts approach. Such a person may be able to achieve great success and be difficult to break, but if he does not have any martial arts talent, he will also have many loopholes and is easy to break. It depends on whether the person who takes the next book of war knows it."

Tang Zhirou couldn't help but look at her deeply and said in admiration: "Sanniang, you are too awesome!"

Song Chuzhao couldn't stop smiling and said modestly: "Where are there? After all, they are both martial arts students."

The girl next to her surrounded him and said to her, "We can't understand these things. Sanniang, why don't you tell us?"

Song Chuzhao responded happily: "Okay."

Soon another person went up.

The man's body was obviously much thinner, and he was even shorter than the other party.

"Ah!" The person next to Song Chuzhao shouted and said, "These two people are so different in size? How should they fight? Could it be that they went up and admitted defeat?"

"It's the prince of the Wang family. I saw that he was silent on weekdays, but unexpectedly he became bolder."

When the two of them discussed too much, they made an appointment to avoid weapons. They clasped each other and started to move directly.

The strong man punched him head-on, and the thin man named Wang shook his figure and retreated quickly.

The battle situation seemed to be one side, and it was almost done.

After only seeing one move, Song Chuzhao sighed and said, "Oh, the gap is too big."

Tang Zhirou nodded, hugged her tightly and said, "I think the gap is big. What's the point of this? The Wang family's husband should be beaten with just one punch. I was afraid of it."

"You are wrong." Song Chuzhao pointed to the two people on the stage and said, "If a person with great strength knows how to use force, it is indeed shocking. However, looking at the attack and moves that man just now, he is obviously not an expert, and his attack and defense have been seen through by the opponent. However, the Wang family master you mentioned is more powerful than I think. His moves are extremely standard, and his moves are neat and straightforward. It should be from a certain orthodox school with profound backgrounds. He can just defeat the opponent."

As soon as she finished speaking, the man surnamed Wang suddenly changed his movements in the rhythm of wandering and retreating, and launched a counterattack. In just a blink of an eye, his bent finger bones had already pointed at the strong man's forehead. Further, he could pierce the acupoints in the human brain.

Jinwu Guard directly sentenced Prince Wang to win.

"Wow—It's so amazing!"

There was no surprise to the young man, but there were surprises here in the girl.

But their admiration was not given to the poor prince, but was poured on Song Chuzhao.

It turns out that someone can tell the level of a warrior at a glance. This is something that only peerless masters can do in the storybook!

What is the depth of Song Chuzhao?

The young man across the street looked over and heard the sound.

Gu Fengjian smiled at her through the crowd, probably because she thought they were very interesting.

When Song Chuzhao saw it, he said embarrassedly: "Nothing is amazing, it's just a basics."

The admiration in the eyes of a group of women is even more powerful: A master is a master! Look at her so humble!

Several people surrounded her even tighter and introduced to her: "Sanniang, you don't know that Prince Wang is not an unknown person. His father was known as a ghost mantis in the army. I used to be bragging about everyone, but I didn't expect the Wang family to be so powerful."

Song Chuzhao nodded: "So that's it."

Several people continued: "I used to watch these competitions, but I just watched the fun, and I thought most of them were based on luck. Now Sanniang explains it for me, and I found out that there are these tricks hidden in it."

"I understand why those men are so excited! Even I can't hold back."

"I wonder if Sanniang can compete with them when she goes up."

"Don't say anything bad!"

Song Chuzhao scratched his face and thought to himself that your girls in the capital... are so easy to incorporate.
Chapter completed!