"Really?!" Everyone looked at Xu Huaiqing and said, "Is this kid really that powerful?!"
"It's amazing," Xu Huaiqing said with a guilty smile: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and each generation becomes more powerful than the other."
"It's true that people cannot be judged by appearance, and sea water cannot be measured!" Everyone looked at Mr. Xue with some envy and jealousy.
"Haha, take it!" Xue Huan stroked his chin triumphantly and said, "Brother Xu even gave me a nickname!"
"What nickname?" everyone asked in unison.
Just when Xu Huaiqing wanted to stop him, Xue Huan had already announced his name loudly!
"You all listen carefully! My nickname is - Quick! Gun! General!"
"..." Everyone was listening attentively, but when they heard these three words, their expressions suddenly became wonderful. They tried to hold back their laughter and said, "What's the point of this nickname?!"
"Isn't this difficult to understand?" Xue Huan said proudly: "Of course it means that I am as fast as lightning!"
"Then..." Erhei and Shuaihui covered their stomachs and asked with sullen faces: "How fast?!"
"Probably..." Xu Huaiqing thought about it carefully and said seriously: "In the blink of an eye."
"Hahahaha!" Shuai Hui was the first to hold back and fell on the table with laughter. Everyone was laughing so hard that the roof was about to fall off!
"What are you laughing at?!" Monk Xue Huanzhang was confused and asked Mo: "Old Mo, you are the most honest person, tell me, what are they laughing at?!"
"They...haha..." Mo Wen covered his stomach and wiped his tears and said, "Let me finish laughing first."
"Old Xu, why are you laughing?!" Xue Huan saw Xu Huaiqing lying on the table with a smile, and was a little unhappy: "People are laughing at your nickname."
"Hehe, hehe..." Xu Huaiqing was originally worried about what would happen if the secret was revealed, but he was the one who witnessed that day. When he thought about the situation that day, he couldn't help laughing wildly and said: "It's... they... are laughing at me.
…”
"We are not laughing," Erhei slapped the table and said with a ghostly laugh: "We have low self-esteem. How can you be so powerful and let others live?"
"Yes, yes!" Everyone nodded together, but they still wanted to continue to fool the poor child. It was the kindest thing to ask, and he wiped away his tears and said: "Brother, don't listen to them, this man is too fast, or else
How can you say that the golden gun is invulnerable?"
"Not good?!" Although Xue Huan was a little stunned, he was not stupid after all. He already felt that Xu Huaiqing was playing tricks on him, and immediately said angrily: "Isn't the sooner the better?!"
"Of course not!" Everyone roared with laughter: "Too fast is a disease and needs to be cured!"
"Ah!" Xue Huan's face turned red and he looked at Xu Huaiqing in shame, but saw that he had already left the table and walked towards the door.
"Come back here!" Xue Huan chased him out in confusion. Xu Huaiqing hurriedly tried to run away, but someone tricked him and tripped him to the ground.
Xu Huaiqing fell to the ground and tried to get up again, but Xue Huan was already suppressing him like a mountain.
"Ouch!" Xu Huaiqing cried out in pain, "My old waist is about to break!"
"You bastard, I don't deserve to trust you so much!" Xue Huan grabbed his back collar and shook him hard.
Xue Bawang's brute force was unparalleled, but Xu Huaiqing, who was so big, was like a rag doll in his hands. He was shaken to pieces, and he was too busy to defend himself: "Brother, listen to me, I have good intentions too!
My heart says I will die the next day, so why should I attack you?"
"Then why didn't you tell me after the battle?!" Xue Huan clamped Xu Huaiqing's neck so hard that stars appeared in his eyes, and he replied in a trembling voice:
"I'm afraid you'll hit me..."
"Don't worry! I can't beat you to death!" Xue Huan laughed evilly, turned around again, and pulled Xu Huaiqing's legs up hard, causing Xu Huaiqing to cry for father and mother...
"You pull him away quickly, or someone will die!"
"Come on, have a drink." But the brothers seemed to have neither heard nor seen, and just drank and started drinking.
Seeing this noisy scene, Wang Xian narrowed his eyes happily, this is fucking life, being on tenterhooks, going through life and death, what a nonsense!
"If only," people are not satisfied, they want to be better even after they are good, and they still want to be perfect. Wang Xian said with some emotion: "It would be great if Little Fatty Wu was still here..." The actions of the old eunuch Zhao Ying and others were very...
Secretly, Wang Xian didn't even know that Wu Wei had fallen into their hands and been tortured.
"Hey..." Erhei said with a sad expression after hearing this: "He should be in the south now, living under a new identity." He sighed and said: "If there is even the slightest chance, I don't want to expel him.
Let’s go, but it’s really impossible…”
"I know." Wang Xian nodded, patted Er Hei on the shoulder and said: "There are no rules, not to mention the current situation, it is really dangerous for him to stay."
"Yes..." Everyone nodded, and the relaxed atmosphere gradually became heavier. The current situation was not consistent with what they had expected... Before, they thought that killing the King of Han and Ji Gang would mean a complete victory. In terms of merit,
It's time for rewards. It's natural for everyone to be promoted to a higher position, and it's time for the royal guards to fall into Wang Xian's hands.
However, the current situation is that the avant-garde of the government army is completely disabled, and everyone has been ordered to temporarily suspend their duties. The Jin Yiwei has not fallen into Wang Xian's hands. Together they have been fighting to survive for a long time. It has not yet been determined whether it is a credit or a fault, whether it is a reward or a punishment.
Not necessarily!
"Sir, the grandson is here!" At this time, Zhou Yong walked in quickly and saw Xu Huaiqing being pressed to the ground by Xue Huan. He frowned and whispered: "I am in a bad mood."
"Really?" Wang Xian put down the wine cup, thought about it, stood up and said to everyone: "It's time for you to drink and fight. I'll go see him." He said with a bared smile and said: "Everyone should be free and easy.
, A man who has been through life and death should not worry about trivial matters."
"Your Majesty, you are right!" Everyone smiled, picked up their wine glasses and said, "Come on, let's continue drinking."
"That's right." Wang Xian smiled and nodded, bypassing the two people entangled on the ground, and came to the front to see Zhu Zhanji...
Wang Xian's home was no different from Zhu Zhanji's second home. He ran out of the East Palace and without thinking, he walked to Wang Xian's home without any communication. Wang Xian walked in with his head down without any communication.
When he came out, he saw him walking on the corridor with his head lowered and a dark face. A cat blocked his way and was kicked away by His Highness the Grand Sun.
With a 'meow' sound, the cat screamed and disappeared.
Wang Xian shook his head and said with a smile: "Who made His Highness Taisun so unhappy?"
"You!" Zhu Zhanji glanced at Wang Xian, then sat down on the railing and looked at the pond full of residual lotus and said: "I asked you to help me persuade my father, but you just did it perfunctory. Now there is finally something good.
Look!"
"What's wrong?" Wang Xian sat down next to Zhu Zhanji, took out a wine gourd, and handed it to His Highness Taisun.
Zhu Zhanji took it, raised his neck and took a big sip, which made him cough again and again, but he took another sip, wiped his mouth, exhaled a hot breath and said: "My father disowns me!" Then he told what happened today,
The whole story was told to Wang Xian, and His Highness Taisun's eyes turned red when he mentioned his grievances.
"Hey..." Wang Xian sighed deeply and said nothing. In fact, he and the prince were on the same side on this matter. He felt that even if he couldn't do it, he couldn't let it go. If he let it go, it would chill people's hearts and lose their conscience! But
Zhu Zhanji obviously had a different view, and Wang Xian could only reserve his opinion.
"Don't just sigh and talk." Zhu Zhanji frowned.
"What can I say?" Wang Xian could only say to Xi Ni: "Each party has its own reasons for this kind of thing, and only one party can give in."
"I know, so I give in, who made him my father?!" Zhu Zhanji said extremely depressed: "But it still doesn't work, he just refuses to forgive me!"
"Let's talk about it in a few days," Wang Xian didn't have any good ideas, so he smiled and said, "When the prince calms down, I will go back with you, say a few soft words, and the matter will be over."
"Where did I go wrong?!" When he heard that he was going back to apologize, Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but feel angry and said: "You said that in these years, in wind and rain, in water and fire, didn't it all rely on me to support you?
Here! Isn’t it appropriate for my father to just sit back and enjoy his success, so he doesn’t give me any face?!”
"Haha..." Wang Xian gave Zhu Zhanji a big roll of his eyes in his heart, thinking it was me who was in trouble, okay?!
"My grandpa the emperor said today," Zhu Zhanji became angrier as he thought about it, and he said without hesitation: "The throne will be passed to me in a hundred years!"
"What?!" Wang Xian glanced at Zhu Zhanji in horror, clearly feeling something strange in his eyes!
Wang Xian is too familiar with that thing called ‘ambition’…
"Can you listen to such words?!" Wang Xian's voice became stern: "Do you want father and son to turn against each other?! Do you want to become the laughingstock of the ages?!"
Wang Xian yelled so hard that Zhu Zhanji lost his temper and said in a panic: "What are you talking about? I just said it casually. There are not so many scruples between us."
"Both of us can't do it either!" Wang Xian said solemnly, he had to nip any signs in the bud.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it anymore, let's do it." Zhu Zhanji rolled his eyes at him and said, "You look more and more like my dad."
"I don't want to see your father and son turning against each other!" Wang Xian glared at him and sighed, "Let's go have a drink with me."
"No," Zhu Zhanji laughed and said, "I'm going to find Yin Ling."
With that said, His Highness Taisun stood up and left, but Wang Xian grabbed him and said: "Don't even think about it!" He said angrily: "Last time when I wasn't paying attention, you dared to use force on her, I haven't come to you yet.
It’s time to settle accounts!”
"What are you trying to force? It's like you did something to me." Zhu Zhanji curled his lips and said, "Didn't I just carry her into the car..."
"I still say the same thing," Wang Xian grimaced, looked at Zhu Zhanji and said, "I won't stop you from liking Yin Ling, but if you dare to bully her, I won't let you!"
"Look at what you said, it's too late for me to like her. She's the one bullying me, okay?" Zhu Zhanji said with a smile: "My grandpa Huang said that after a while, he will issue a decree to confer marriage. Just wait.
Become my second uncle!"
"..." Wang Xian let go of his hand and watched Zhu Zhanji run to the back house in a hurry, feeling helpless in his heart.