If you can understand that this sweetheart has already had your sweetheart before you meet your sweetheart, then you will definitely understand him.
His eyes were no longer just resentful.
But seeing that man dances with sticks and can't splash water in, it will be difficult for you to have any stupid methods such as "learning a lesson".
Fang Shiyu is not stupid.
So he came up with a clever way to make him proud for his whole life: draw a circle and curse him. When he squatted down, his pants cracked.
Yes, he was wearing open crotch pants.
"Young master, don't lie on the ground, it's dirty!" The servant Fang Wen hurried over and picked him up, and picked up the four-year-old young man with a drooping nose.
So, who will his sweetheart be?
"Sister Mom!" As soon as he saw Mama enter the venue, Xiao Shiyu shouted, "You are here too late today!"
"Xiao Shiyu, why are you here every day?" Ban Mu put on a look of a young lady and gently touched Xiao Shiyu's head, "How good!"
Fang Shiyu pouted and muttered in a low voice: "It's not just to see you every day, sister..." But the man ignored him and didn't answer at all. His heart had already been tied to "Brother Yi".
Xiao Shiyu was in a worse mood.
"Sister Mom, my elder brother is coming today!" The young master smiled hurriedly, "My elder brother will definitely defeat you 'Brother Yi'!"
Ban Tao could not argue with him. Although Yi Xing's personality is a dog and knows his destiny, the fact that he cannot practice still has a huge impact on him. Since his spiritual power is not achieved, he has to break through his body, hoping to exercise his muscles and bones through breaking again and again, and believe in the practice of different paths of the great way. However, the price of "breaking" is that his body is injured. As for the daily "tofu banquet", it is actually the prescription of Mr. Bian Que, a doctor of the Mohist family.
Fang Shiyu's elder brother Fang Shicheng, known as the "Little Overlord", is a talent comparable to the young war god Xiang Yu. His arts should not be underestimated. Yi Xing made a name for this martial arts performance venue, but he was an outsider after all, and locals gathered together to attack him. This "Little Overlord" was recommended by everyone to fight.
But at this time, no one in the Yi family made a decision. Yi Chongzhi had already gone to Shangjing for the exam a few days ago. In the Yi family in Wuyi Lane, he tried hard to maintain it. Moreover, Yi Xing lost all his spiritual power. The victory or defeat in this game was decided early, and another fight would only add to the laughing stock.
"The Yi family can only die while standing, and never die on their knees!" When the mother advised Yi Xing, his attitude turned out to be gentle and normal, so solemn that it was afraid to look at him.
Thinking about this, Ban Mu's great mood was overflowing, and his worries were beyond words.
Girls cannot understand what is the number one thing in their lives for young people, but young people can always fight for something invisible and intangible called "dignity and reputation". This is both a kind of persistence and a pursuit of life.
Apart from that, they really have nothing.
It is really difficult to find someone in the martial arts field where Hongda is performing martial arts. Look at the Confucian scholars on this side, the children of the Taoist sect deduce Tai Chi, the farmers on the left are the art of educating farming, and the Zongheng sects on the right are the heroes... It is really a hundred schools of thought that the flowers are in full bloom!
The Mo family's children are much more monotonous. They gather in groups of three or five, and they are fighting ants one after another! And in terms of clothing and accessories, there are many miserable appearances, which shows that they are a group of people who are used to being the suffering of the poor.
Yi Xing is also a native of the Mo Sect.
Therefore, Yixing became the one with the most clothes, the most shouting, and the youngest among the Momen people.
"You see, this worker ant has a strong forelimbs and a wide back and abdomen, which is most conducive to carrying and transporting things; while the soldier ant has a long body and a strong limbs and a small body, which is most conducive to combat and protecting the master; the other ants and mixed ants are responsible for food rest and rest. The ant colony is well-organized and orderly. Isn't it the simplest way and natural first-class teacher?"
The one who speaks is Yi Xing, the son of the first throne of Tianzhi.
"This is true." Mo Yijiu, the leader of the Jinzhou branch next to him, nodded. "In my early years, I was preaching in Mongolia and saw the prairie wolf working together. There are mostly those who give orders, those who surround and attack support, those who hope to the wind, and those who fight the door. When hunting, the group is orderly and each performs its duties. It is simply a ready-made military exercise. In any case, the yellow sheep are not trapped in the snow bubbles, but are driven into the mud, just like herders who are kept in captivity."
Mongolia is located in the north of Zhao State, with a cold climate. Therefore, the giant trees without roots and lush leaves are mostly large grasslands. Local residents live in animal husbandry and chase water and grass. Grassland wolf is the natural enemy of herders, specializing in stealing sheep and horses. However, whenever hunting wolves, it is difficult to achieve their achievements in one battle. Their cunning ability is almost a monster.
Don’t expect to continue: “In fact, whether it is ants or wolves, it is naturally given a way to survive. If you live alone, you must be strong in your art, and if you live in groups, you must help each other. Therefore, our Mo family is divided into such a position, so that everyone can be dedicated to their affairs and be meticulous. Under the Mo Law, there are almost no one who violates the rules.”
"It should be like this!" Everyone responded with a loud bang.
Seeing that the lineup here is neat and everyone follows the rules, the famous artists are in a hurry to make a fuss.
"A white horse is not a horse!" A man named Gongsun Long shouted, "If you ask for a horse, there will naturally be a white horse and a black horse for you. However, if you say a horse, you will definitely give you a white horse? It may also be a black horse and a red horse. So the white horse is not a horse."
"Since you say that you have a white horse, you will naturally have a horse. How can you say that a white horse is not a horse?" Another person named Hui Shi couldn't stand it and couldn't help but argue with him.
"If the horse you ask for is a white horse, then it can naturally be said that the white horse is the same as the horse. But what you ask for is a red horse and a dark horse? That is not a white horse. So if the white horse is not a horse, you can say it very clearly."
"You say that because a horse has color, it means that a horse is not a horse. There is no colorless horse in the world. Then I want to say that there is no horse in the world, is it OK?"
"The horse has color, so there are white horses. If there is no color in the world, then the horses in the world are the same. Why bother to seek a white horse? So white is not a horse. White horses are white horses and horses, so white horses are not horses."
"Only horses without white, that is just horses, only white, no horses, that is just white. The so-called white and horses are nothing more than the two have not yet been combined into one place. In this way, it is impossible to say that a white horse is not a horse."
"Then I have a dark horse and I say I have a white horse. Is it OK?"
"Of course not."
"Then I have a dark horse and I say I have a horse. Is it OK?"
"sure."
"If there is a dark horse, you say there is a horse. If there is a dark horse, you can't say there is a white horse. This means that a dark horse is different from a white horse. Then a dark horse is a horse, and a white horse is not a black horse, so a white horse is not a horse?"
"this……"
Hui Shi was dumbfounded, and he really didn't expect that this trance would completely put him in a vicious circle. He could not say that this young man was a little more respectful.
The famous master, Lan Mingjun, touched his beard and smiled and said, "The little Gongsun is not old, but he is not young. Hui Shi, you are inferior in this battle."
Hui Shi nodded quickly: "Disciple is taught." He turned to Gongsun Long and said, "I didn't want to be enlightened by my junior brother, so I am really ashamed of my brother." The little Gongsun smiled and said, "Senior brother is too humble."
"Hahaha, it's fun and fun!"
These three loud laughs were really sudden. I never thought that when the two brothers were "responsible and respectful", this person came to disturb him without signing up for his surname. Fortunately, the famous scholars argued fiercely, but they were very respectful. Looking at the visitor, Hui Shi asked, "I dare to ask what you have to do?"
Mo Yiji glared at Yixing, blaming him for being rude, but he was unwilling to criticize the Mo family's children in front of the outside world. He said, "Xiaoke, Mo's leader, Du Yiji, saw that you are eager to argue, so he came to see the excitement. He was disturbed, but he didn't dare to see the sect."
Lan Mingjun heard that this person was the famous "one-armed hero" Mo Yisheng, so he quickly stood up and saluted: "Lan Mingjun, who is the first to be a famous master in Qinzhou, has been welcomed by the future. I hope you can forgive me."
Both of them are around forty years old, but they are the new leaders of famous families in various schools in Jinzhou. They are looking at each other. On the other hand, Yi Xing is also looking at Gongsun Long, the darling of famous masters. You can only know from his grand manner that if it were not for the nourishment of family tradition, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy would not have such a majestic scenery.
"Does there be flowers on my face?" Gongsun Long looked at the boy who was about his age.
"Isn't there no face in the world that is more beautiful than flowers?" Yi Xing teased.
"Haha." Gongsun Long seemed to be stunned by his self-proficiency.
Fortunately, Yixing really doesn't want to evaluate a man's appearance too much. He is actually focusing on another question: "If a white horse is not a horse, then I wonder if my inference is valid?"
"I hope to hear the details."
"There are two points. First, the horse has the fate shape, the white one has the fate color, and the white one is naturally not a horse. However, you say that the white horse is not a horse, which is imposed on white horse, and there is no persuasion. Second, your inference is that 'a dark horse is not a white horse, the black horse is a horse, so the white horse is not a horse'. It seems to be seamless, but in fact it changes the concept. In the second condition, the dark horse and the horse are parallel rather than subordinate, but in the conclusion, the horse becomes the subordinate of the dark horse, which is difficult to establish."
Hui Shi thought for a while and said, "I can't figure out what's wrong with the conclusion in the second paragraph. Since it is the same 'horse', why are the conditions and the concepts of the conclusion different?"
Yi Xing stretched out his index finger and shook it, saying, "Wrong, although the 'horse' is the same, its meaning is very different. For example, if the boat is made of wood, the car is also made of wood, because the boat is made of wood and the car is not a boat, can it be said that the car is not wood?"
Hui Shi Ruo realized something: "...can't."
"That's it!" Yi Xing snapped his fingers, "White horses and dark horses are just two types of horses. It's natural to have different differences, but it cannot be said that they belong to the same clan because they are different."
Mo Yiqiu said with a high-five: "Well said!"
etc!
Don’t you think you are not a “one-armed hero”?
He does have two arms. However, he has a strange habit of being neither good nor bad: "If I meet a happy person, I have two hands, and if I meet a hateful person, I have one hand."
Obviously, this is a person with both a story and a secret.
The famous people couldn't help but sigh and slap the high-high, which was quite convincing. Gongsun Long looked at the boy opposite with a smile, neither refuting nor applauding.
Lan Mingjun said: "The Mo family is indeed full of talents. Brother Mo, it seems that the noble school is going to cause some trouble for my famous masters in the competition for entering the cabinet."