Author: The cat who doesn’t drink water

Li Hong is depressed, I know you dote on your sister.

But I don’t agree with you changing your ways to abuse your own son.

They are all children born from their mothers, why do you do this to me?

"Mother, look at Father, oooooooooo."

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became. Li Hong threw himself into Wu Zetian's arms and burst into tears.

"Your Majesty, look at how wronged Hong'er is."

Wu Zetian patted Li Hong's little head and said angrily to Li Zhi.

"Hehehe, why don't you tell me, Hong'er?"

After looking at Wu Zetian, Li Zhi also scratched his head and hurriedly made amends.

"I won't tell you, just go find your daughter, woo woo woo."

Li Hong's temper is getting worse. If you ask me to say something, I'll say it.

Don’t I want to lose face?

Of course, if you ask me, I will tell you with great mercy.

Say you are wrong now, father.

I'm waiting.

While crying, Li Hong glanced at Li Zhi, waiting for his next words.

"Mei Niang, it's not that I don't let him say it, it's that he doesn't say it himself. Yanran, you say it."

Seeing Li Hong's expression, Li Zhi also became excited, his eyes full of amusement.

"Mother, woo woo woo."

Hearing this, Li Hong completely broke his guard.

Bad father, bad father.

There is no more love.

"Hehehehe."

For a father, there is nothing more satisfying than teasing his children.

Looking at Li Yanran with her little mouth pouted, Li Zhi also smiled coquettishly.

Except for my daughter, no, it should be Li Yanran.

"Okay, my father is teasing you. Hong'er should talk to his father."

"Well, it's actually very simple."

When Li Hong saw Li Zhi like this, he didn't dare to put on his own airs and hurriedly told what he learned later.

"Just beat these bastards."

Li Zhi also smiled after hearing this, but he didn't expect that there was such a thing in it.

If you really beat him twice, he wouldn't give in at all, that's right.

"Hong'er, if you dare to do this to my father in the future, my father will definitely not hit you."

Li Zhi walked up to Li Hong and touched his little head.

"My son, I know that my father is the best, and the emperor's power can accommodate mountains and seas. How can I care about these things with my son?"

Li Hong showed a big smile to Li Zhi, and just as he was about to run over and hug him, Li Zhi said again: "Of course, fighting will not solve the problem. I will directly order someone to chop off your head."

"Mother, woo woo woo."

After hearing this, Li Hong's little eyes rolled up and he started crying again.

Dad, you don’t have martial ethics.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Wu Zetian glared at Li Zhi again, who laughed wildly.

Although I don't know how to beat my son, at least I won't beat him as hard as those idiots like Cheng Yaojin, but I have a stupid son who can tease him.

The first game is Group A, and the second game is Group B where Yuchi Huan is.

Yuchihuan's opponent was not an amateur team like Cheng Chubi but the Cuju team of Zuo Jinwuwei.

Both sides have solid military backgrounds. Cuju is included in the training, and the fight is much more beautiful than the crushing victory of Cheng Chubi's team.

The two sides went back and forth, and various changes in military formations were used during the process. In the end, Yuchi Huan was superior and defeated the Zuo Jinwu Guards with a score of three to two and won the victory.

"Did you see that my little bastard also won?"

Yuchi Huan won, Yuchi Jingde almost broke the coffee table in the box with his slap.

The big round face has turned burgundy.

I knew it was excitement, but those who didn't know thought he was a drunkard from somewhere.

"What's so exciting? He only scored two goals. My son scored three goals."

Cheng Yaojin gave Yuchi Jingde a white look, was he happy now?

Two goals can make you so excited. My son scored three goals.

"How can it be compared? The Zuo Jinwu Guards are a military team. I don't know how fierce the fight between the two sides was."

"My son scored three goals."

"You know what the hell, my son can score five goals by beating that crap."

"My son scored three goals."

"Cheng Yaojin, you really think I don't dare to cut you, right?"

"My son scored three goals."

"Bitch thief, I will fight with you today."

After saying that, the two of them started to struggle, but Changsun Wuji on the other side frowned and said: "Your Majesty is nearby. If you disturb the Holy Master, you will bear the consequences."

Sure enough, after hearing this, the two people immediately separated and stood on each side.

"Bitch thief, you are lucky today, otherwise I will let you have a taste of someone's iron fist."

"My son scored three goals."

"What the hell."

Yuchi Jingde's whole body wilted. He had given in to this old man.

Damn three goals, do you only know three?

What a bastard, I don’t have the same level of experience as you.

"My son scored three goals."

Now not only Yuchi Jingde was depressed, but also Li Ji and Changsun Wuji beside him.

This guy is so stunned that he is really unreasonable.

Everyone ignored Cheng Yaojin and left him alone to go crazy and talk nonsense.

What a mess.

The competitions in Groups C and D also had constant climaxes. Wei Shan’s bandit team and Sun Hu’s captive team lost to Youxu Guards and Wang’s Cuju Team.

After the four games, it was already getting dark, and the first day of competition was over.

Such a game is really exciting to watch, and the excitement is endless.

Compared with the current Cuju in the Tang Dynasty, it is more confrontational, and its ornamental value has not been reduced.

If it were not restricted by rules, it would be possible to stage a full martial arts performance.

"I don't care, I won't go back to Chang'an today. How many times can I hear and stay here in this prosperous age?"

A burly man with one eye and a big face was shouting at the people around him with his mouth wide open.

"That's natural. Chang'an is also boring. It's better to have fun here and just stay for a few days."

"Yes, I heard that the Lishan fiefdom and Xinfeng County are extremely prosperous, so I thought I would have a lot of fun there for a few days."

The people around me had the same idea. Chang'an could not see such competitions. Compared with the Cuju competitions I watched before, they were as boring as embroidery.

When Zhou Bing came out of the venue, two boys were already waiting there.

"Master, are you okay?"

A boy took a piece of clothing and put it on Zhou Bing's body.

"Zhou Kun, you will stay here today and sleep here for me. When the tickets are released tomorrow, you can grab as many tickets as you can for me. Do you understand?"
To be continued...