Dazhuguo just stopped occasionally, grinned and hurt, no longer stopped at all, and came all the way to the top floor of Tingchao Pavilion.

Here, bamboo slips and books are scattered all over the ground, in a mess.

A purple sandalwood table was neatly arranged on it. Judging from the direction of the chess, it was really fierce and could not be fought.

The dragon was surrounded, and it was extremely dangerous, but it still had the power to fight.

What is the victory or defeat? It is still unknown.

At the corner of the desk, a dim and swaying lamp was lit, looking at the possibility of extinguishing at any time.

Next to it, there is a purple-green wine gourd, which looks like a perfect match in the world.

The wine gourd was tied with a red rope.

Looking along the direction of the red rope, an old man with disheveled hair, thin arms like a bamboo pole, pale and blood-colored face, and a cinnabar red eyebrows, holding Quan Xitian brush in his hand, and his pen was flying and flying non-stop.

The white-haired old man was dressed in a ragged clothes, and was old, but for some reason he was reluctant to change it.

It should be reluctant to change.

How could this huge Beiliang Palace cost a new piece of clothing?

Dazhuguo bent down and slowly picked up bamboo slips on the ground, secret books one by one, and put them back on the bookshelf.

That position is no different.

It is obviously not the first time I have done this job with proficient movements.

While apologizing, he said, "I'm so anxious. I forgot to bring wine. Let Qianqiu make up for you later."

The old man was still silent.

Xu Xiao has also become accustomed to this silence.

He said to himself: "There has never been a super first-class master in this mansion. I feel uneasy and can't sleep well. It's just this Nangong Pushe..."

After pausing, he continued:

"There have been news from the secret spies everywhere in Liyang, and there is no news from this person at all. Now we can only wait for Beimang."

"I'm not relieved if I don't check his details clearly."

"Yishan, according to your opinion, how strong is his current strength?"

The old man withered white hair, holding the pen in his hand, suddenly stopped, and for a moment, a hoarse and vicissitudes of voice came out:

"From the first grade, you can practice in the cabinet for ten years and kill all sentient beings, and there is no one on this."

Dazhuguo narrowed his eyes slightly, and he was amazed, saying, "If you say that, Qianqiu has picked up a treasure for this trip. But that's right. If you can steal Feng Nian and lose money, how could he be a person who is willing to suffer a loss? Hiss~"

The movements on his face were a little larger, and he accidentally pulled the wound on his face, making people grin.

The withered old man picked up the wine gourd and leaned back, but no drop of wine fell from the gourd.

No more wine.

The eyes were suddenly boring.

He sighed slightly, put down the gourd in his hand, and no longer had the interest to hold the pen again, his eyes slightly dull.

"Yishan, Qianqiu was here last night. In your opinion, what level of martial arts should be his current martial arts?"

When this name is mentioned, the withered old man's eyes finally have a little more color.

After a long time, the voice was a little puzzled, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was discussing with Dazhuguo, saying:

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight?"

Xu Xiao: "..."

You ask me, who will go.

It was because Dazhuguo couldn't see through it that he came to ask.

result……

I asked, but it seemed that I didn't ask.

"Soon, Feng Nian will be crowned with the crown ceremony and officially become an adult. You can give a letter to the word "王子"."

The old man thought for a while and said, "Xu Fengnian, whose courtesy name is Tianlang."

Dazhuguo's eyes lit up, laughed loudly, and said yes.

This name is domineering and Rentu likes it very much.

After all, it is his own son. Xu Fengnian has some ability. As a father, he still knows it clearly.

How could his son be bad?

None of the four children of the Xu family are mediocre people.

The reason why Xu Fengnian is still mediocre now is just to be a free and easy prince and live a simple life.

Although he is talented, he never shows up.

Besides, who made him have such a stunning and stunning brother, and he was overwhelmed everywhere.

In this way, according to Xu Fengnian's free and easy nature, he not only did not want to compete with his brother, but instead followed the trend.

But Dazhuguo felt that this Tianlang would wake up sooner or later.

The Dazhu Kingdom also heard about Xu Qianqiu forcing Xu Fengnian to practice martial arts.

Moreover, it seemed that the madman prepared a big gift for his younger brother Xu Fengnian, preparing to force him to learn martial arts.

Xu Xiao also wanted to know what this gift was and how could it change Xu Fengnian's straightforward prince's character.

Thinking of this, Dazhuguo suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at the haggard old man. He looked away with a hint of stern light and said:

"In your opinion, what are you planning for thousands of years?

When he was crowned, I also asked you to give the word "Tianlong" and "Since the years, I always feel that you have some meaning."

Tianlong is the word Xu Qianqiu.

Xu Tianlong.

Now, Xu Fengnian's name is Tianlang.

Xu Tianlang.

At first glance, this inevitably made Dazhuguo think a lot more.

However, the old man turned a blind eye to the slaughter and began to fall asleep while lying on several cases.

Hulu said, "Since you are curious, why not check it yourself or ask him yourself?"

Dazhuguo's mouth twitched.

If he can find out, can he still come and take a look?

If you dare to ask in person, you will not be beaten like this now.

The famous Dazhu Kingdom gently touched the bruise on his forehead and said:

"I accidentally fell last night and planned to come to your place to recuperate for a few days."

The old man pointed to a corner of the pile of books and said, "That's your place."

If the King of Beiliang sleeps in the corner, there are probably not many people in the world.

After the beginning of winter, the snow is flying, which is very artistic.

Warm a pot of hot wine, holding a secret book in his hand, sitting in the Tingchao Pavilion, enjoying the snow while drinking against the white fox face.

Let’s discuss some martial arts at times.

The more you know about this playboy prince, the more you know, the more you become, the more surprised you are.

This person's martial arts talent is probably not inferior to him at all.

It is also very likely that it is even worse than it is.

Martial arts knowledge can be easily learned and everything is available.

The white fox face finally believed it. His Royal Highness really remembered all the secrets in his mind.

However, his martial arts level is really weird.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, constantly alternating back and forth.

Sometimes weak, sometimes strong.

The white fox face relies on his knowledge and talent, and has a strong vision, but he has never seen such a strange martial art.

But this is someone else's secret after all. Although he is a friend, he should not find out the secret of life and death.

In the past half a day, His Highness the Crown Prince is listening to Chaoting almost every day.

After dealing with many things, if you have time, you will stay at Tingchao Pavilion.

Xu Fengnian was amazed by the two of them for martial arts, and occasionally felt a little ashamed of himself.

But I didn't take it much.

As long as the eldest brother is strong enough, he will rest assured as a handsome prince.
Chapter completed!