Gate of God

This is the idea of ​​the Sergeant Golden Armor, but Wen Dabao did not mean to answer, so it is naturally impossible for the Sergeant Golden Armor to continue questioning.

Next, Sergeant Jin Jia went in for notification, and Wen Dabao continued to wait outside the gate, but this time he did not wait long.

Soon, Wen Dabao entered the Pingyang Mansion under the leadership of Sergeant Jinjia, still in the small courtyard of yesterday, and still a scene close to yesterday.

Fang Zhengzheng was drinking tea leisurely, and he saw a bruised Wen Dabao running over, and a sip of tea was immediately sprayed out.

"puff!"

Wen Dabao didn't even have time to react, so he was sprayed with a sip of tea on his face. At that moment, his heart was very bitter, very bitter...

"What's the matter? Who hit you?" Fang Zhengzheng looked puzzled.

"My father!" Wen Dabao looked sad.

"Your dad? Oh, why did your dad hit you, say it, and make us happy." Fang Zheng listened, and suddenly seemed to understand.

"He said I shouldn't take you to Qixingfang." Wen Dabao said while wiping the tea on his face, it felt like a young wife.

"Just because of this?" Fang Zhengzhi smiled gently.

"Correct."

"As a man, how can I not be free at all."

"What do you mean?"

"I have a good way to keep your dad from beating you, and, in the future, you can go to Qixingfang in a fair and fair way, what do you think?"

"Really there is such a way?"

"of course."

"You said."

"Let's go again in the evening. I'll see if your father can beat you a few times."

"Ah?!" Wen Dabao's eyes widened in an instant, and he looked at the square with a smile in front of him, and he wanted to say that this method is really good, because it is not you who fight ?

But when it came to his mouth, Wen Dabao was still unable to speak, but just glanced at Fang Zhengzhen with a very disgusted expression: "Can you change a better way?"

"No." Fang Zhengzhi directly refused.

"..."

...

At night, four people were ushered in Qixingfang again, but compared with yesterday, Wen Dabao's expression today was obviously not interested in yesterday, and some were just bitter.

No surprises, when Wen Dabao walked out of Qixingfang and returned to Wenfu, the figure standing in the gate was still tall.

The most important thing is that, in the hands of the tall figure, holding an iron rod as usual.

"Dad, don't fight!"

"Tubie, you are looking for death!"

"Oh... Daddy, stop, Fang Zhengzheng, Fang Zhengzheng has something to ask me to bring you." Wen Dabao finally cried after being hit with an iron bar on his buttocks.

"Something you want to bring me? Well, you say it."

"Fang Zhengzheng said that he will go to Qixingfang tomorrow, and this time will continue to go, the time to go is the same as yesterday and today."

"He really said that?" A shadow flashed in the shadow.

"Yes, it's true."

"Got it, then you should accompany Fang Gongzi to Qixingfang in a few days. The silver ticket father has prepared it for you, and you can get it directly from the housekeeper." Black Shadow finally nodded after being silent for a moment.

"Dad, don't you beat me?"

"Well, go to bed early, and accompany Master Fang to play in Qixingfang tomorrow."

"Isn't it? That's okay?" Wen Dabao looked at the dark shadow that had left silently. How could he not believe the facts in front of him? Know that his father was very strict since he was a child.

Nowadays……

Why did you say such things suddenly?

The upright method has actually worked! Not only did he not be beaten, but can he go to Qixingfang in the future? Do you want to be so magical!

...

Yanjingcheng, Zuoxiang Fuzhong.

A black-clad Ding knelt in the study with a respectful face, lowered his head, listening nervously to the soft tapping sound in his ears.

"Fang Zhengzheng went to Qixingfang again?" Zuo Xiangyu Yiping's voice sounded.

"Yes, I went with Wen Dabao and Yan Xiu and Ping Yang. The time was the same as yesterday, and the time to leave was almost the same time." Jia Ding immediately replied.

"Duan Wang and Chihou have gone to Pingyang House these days?"

"No, Duan Wang has always been in Duan Wang Mansion, and Chihou has never been to Duan Wang Mansion since he went to Duan Wang Mansion on the first day of entering the city, and has lived in Zhen Guo Mansion."

"Got it, let's go down." Zuo Xiangyu nodded and waved towards Jiading.

"Yes!" Jia Ding responded and bowed back.

And just when the Ding had just retreated, a respectful voice came from the door of the study: "Xiangye, the servant of the criminal department "Wen Chuan" asked outside the house."

"Wen Chuan?" Zuo Xiangyu Yiping frowned slightly, and then a faint light flashed in his eyes: "Well, let him come."

"Yes!" the voice outside the door replied.

Then, a slight footstep came, and soon the door of the study was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in black casual clothes came in.

In terms of facial features, the middle-aged man looks a little harsh, and his eyebrows are a little bit thick, but his eyes are always closed arbitrarily, which also makes that kind of sternness invisible.

"Wang Chuan, the servant of the criminal department, has seen Yu Xiang!" The middle-aged man salutes as soon as he enters the study.

"Master Wen doesn't need to be polite. I don't know if Master Wen is looking for the prime minister so late. Is it okay?" Zuo Xiangyu Yiping immediately got up from the chair and quickly walked to Wenchuan to hold Wenchuan.

"There is something." Wenchuan nodded, looking sad in his expression.

"Oh? Lord Wen has something to say, as long as you are within your ability, you will definitely go all out." Zuo Xiangyu heard it, and he immediately said right.

"Yu Xiang, please save the child!" Wen Chuan immediately knelt down when he heard this.

Upon seeing this, Zuo Xiangyu flatly raised his hand slightly, and raised Wenchuan who was about to kneel again, with a concerned expression in his eyes.

"What is this Master Wen doing? You and I have been working together in Chao Tang for so many years. The son of Master Wen, the son of the Prime Minister, have nothing to say!"

"Children damn, I don't know the weight. In these two days, I took advantage of my inadequate opportunity to run out and hang out with Fang Zhengzhi in the Seven Stars Square. I...I am..."

"Oh, Master Wen didn't know that you Wen Dabao and Fang Zhengzheng went to Qixingfang?"

"I learned just last night that I beat the stinky boy hard and told me again and again that I should never go again, but at this age of children... Alas, I was too arrogant of him on weekdays, I did not expect him Tonight I was mingled with Fang Zhengzheng again, and went to Qixingfang. I... ah..." Wenchuan said at the end, he also sighed heavily.

"This is quite a matter of course, but it's just a little fun. It's okay." Zuo Xiangyu Yiping's eyes flashed, and then he waved his hand.

"There are a lot of Yu Xiang, but His Highness is over there..."

"Master Wen don't need to worry. His Royal Highness has his own truth to make it clear. Children, it's normal to play with a little more weight. Besides, this is not a big deal." Zuo Xiangyu Yiping waved his hand again.

"But..." Wenchuan hesitated.

"What's the matter with Master Wen?" Zuo Xiangyu Yiping saw the expression on Wenchuan's face and asked again.

"That's the case. I heard the children say that Fang Chengzhen threatened the child shamelessly, and let the child continue to accompany him to Qixingfang. Yu Xiang knows that Fang Zhengli alone is not afraid of children, but Her Royal Highness Princess Pingyang also Yan Xiu was still there, so, children..."

"Damn, this is really shameless! Dare to threaten the courtier's son, this style of work is really hateful, hateful!" Zuo Xiangyu Yiping immediately became angry when he heard this.

"Yeah, just this way, I'm afraid of children..." Wen Chuan looked worried.

"How long is Fangzheng wanting to listen to him for a few days?"

"It's said to go every day. This silver flower is a small thing. I'm afraid that the child will always follow Fang Zhengzheng and be misunderstood by His Royal Highness..."

"Senior Master Wen is assured that the truth will tell you the details of His Royal Highness Prince!"

"Then thank Yu Xiang!"

"Senior Wen does not need to be polite. The Prime Minister will now write a letter to the prince."

"Thank you Yu Xiang, then... the official said goodbye!" Wen Chuan said here, and again gave a respectful salute, and then slowly retreated towards the outside of the study.

"Master Wen walks slowly!" Zuo Xiangyu nodded, but this time, instead of supporting Wenchuan, he let Wenchuan withdraw from the study.

After the study was quiet again, a figure slowly came out from a compartment behind the study and sat directly on a chair.

"When will Xiangye prepare to start?"

"Not in a hurry." Zuo Xiangyu Yiping glanced at the figure sitting on the chair. There was no accident. He just waved his hand gently.

"Are you ready to let go of such a rare opportunity?" The shadow asked again.

"Opportunity? Ha ha... Fang Zhengzhen deliberately went to Qixingfang to play, and called Wen Chuan to report. The purpose was nothing more than to attract snakes. If he started now, he would fall into the trap." Zuo Xiangyu Yiping frowned slightly.

"Xiangye, are you afraid?"

"What do you mean?"

"Fangzheng went straight to Qixingfang, and there was only Pingyang, Yan Xiu and Wen Dabao. To put it bluntly, besides Yan Xiu, who else can stop Xiang Xiang?"

"If you have anything, you can just say it."

"In this Yanjing City, Xiang Ye actually missed two opportunities in his eyes. I was thinking, would Xiang Xiang miss three times, four times, five times?"

"The Prime Minister has his own arrangements, these things do not need you to worry about!"

"Okay, I will say casually, if there is nothing, I will go first. If you can work hard, just worry about it slowly."

"Do not send!" Zuo Xiangyu Yiping snorted softly.

The figure smiled slightly, and then slowly stood up again, walked towards the compartment behind the study, and disappeared after a while.

Zuo Xiangyu Yiping looked at the study room, frowning.

"Fang Zhengzheng, the Prime Minister will endure you for a few days, and wait for Qianshou Banquet, the Holy Goes to Shili Lake, but the Prime Minister wants to see how confident you are and how dare you have fun in this Yanjing City! "

...

Time passed quickly.

For three days in a row, Fang Zhengzhi still went to Qixingfang with Wen Dabao, Yanxiu and Pingyang on time, and on the fourth day, Qianshou Banquet finally began.

Under the **** of the Imperial Forest Army, Sheng Mulin Mubai came out of the palace and sat out of the Yanjing City in a dragon chair. In the cheers of countless people, he walked toward the Shili Lake.

This is a grand scene and an unprecedented event.

All the children of the family are competing at the gate of Yanjing City to witness this grand event, imagining the scene of their grandfather and the Holy Spirit's past memories.

And at night...

The Yanjing city has become more lively than usual.

Perhaps it was because the pillars of some families in Yanjing City went to Shili Lake, or perhaps the atmosphere of Shili Lake infected Yanjing City.

In short, Yanjing City is very lively tonight, with bright lights, and countless talents secretly touched the mansion and approached the most prosperous place of Yanjing City.

Pingyang Fuzhong.

Wen Dabao had been waiting impatiently for a long time. These days, relying on the huge advantage of having a lot of silver in his hand, he has successfully captured the atrium of a ‘Qingguiren’ who can speak and sing in Qixingfang.

It is conceivable that as long as a little more force is applied, the Qing people will not be cleared.

"Let's go let's go, let's go quickly." Wen Dabao urged, while imagining how Qingguo fell to his chest tonight, panting.

"Is it time?" Fang Zheng opened his eyes and looked at the sky.

"Don't worry about when the time is running out, we can play a little longer if we go early, let's go, let's go!" Wen Dabao looked eager.

"Yan Xiu, what do you think?" Fang Zhengzhi ignored Yan Dabao, but turned his eyes to Yan Xiu.

"Yes." Yan Xiu nodded after thinking for a while.

"Great, Mr. Yan agreed, then shall we go?" Wen Dabao has never liked Yan Xiu as much as he is now. This is simply the best voice he heard today.

"Okay, let's go." Fang Zhengzhi slowly got up from the chair at this time, and looked at Pingyang with his eyes slightly closed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ wrapped in a fiery red dress With Pingyang's body, that long skirt, like water, was dumped on the grass in the courtyard, like a flame.

"Are you going?" Pingyang seemed to hear Fang Zhengzhen's words, and slowly opened his eyes. He stretched his back and stretched his slightly swollen chest.

Then, she found that Fang Zhengzhi's gaze was just looking at herself, and that gaze seemed to be looking at some part of herself.

"Shameless!" Pingyang sipped.

When Fang Zhengzheng heard it, he smiled slightly, and looked down again. He looked at Pingyang's water snake-like waist branch and the slightly upturned little fart.

"Isn't it all saying that the Women's University has changed in 18 years, and it's not yet 16 years old, why did it change?" Fang Zhengzhi didn't understand it. He always had a feeling that Pingyang had developed a little too fast.

I just don’t know...

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