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Chapter 1011 1011: The Explosive Art of the Mohist School (Part 1) [Question of the Moon(2/2)

With Gong Xiqiu's brain circuit, he would not mind that his sister would get pregnant before marriage. After all, the women of Gong Xi are very keen on leaving their fathers and sons in this regard. Although Gong Xilai is not an orthodox Gong Xilai, she has been with Gong Xiqiu for many years and has also learned some of the essence. If it weren't for this, she would not have delayed until this age. But Gong Xiqiu would definitely mind getting married without marriage! He would not beat him to death when he met Xun Ding!

Chen Tang understood what Jiang Sheng said about the "blood disaster". Xun Ding should not think about it.

At that time, Wang Ting had already embarked on the way back.

Wasting time in Kunzhou was a bit long, exceeding expectations. Chen Tang and the heads of the three provinces and six ministries should not leave too long, which resulted in no time for inspection in other parts of Kangguo. When Shen Tang received the news, there was only two days left to the royal capital.

Xun Zhen was shocked at the anxious lord.

"Does the Lord have important things to command?"

Chen Tang asked: "When is the wedding date in Yong'an?"

A smile appeared on Xun Zhen's face: "Three days later."

Time is just right.

I will see my son getting married after a day of rest.

Chen Tang looked solemn: "We must rush back early and give orders to speed up and rush back, shortening to one day."

Xun Zhen didn't understand why: "Why is this?"

Countless thoughts flashed in my mind.

Could it be the capital mutiny?

No, who can do it if the king is left behind?

Chen Tang shouted: "Gong Xiqiu is back!"

Voice-over, your son is going to be beaten!

Xun Zhen: “…”

The officials who were walking and stopping were suddenly forced to accelerate. It was impossible not to accelerate. Those Yan Lingshou could swing even the short legs of the turtle could swing and smoke. The closer they were to the king, the more people there were. Many people saw a team of hundreds of people running over with Yan Ling's light on this day, with the speed far exceeding the prescribed upper limit. If it weren't for the team's flag, they would have been stopped and posted a ticket.

The capital of the king, Fengluo.

The city walls are towering, the buildings are majestic, and the city is full of traffic.

At this moment, the night is drooping.

Thousands of lights reflect the sky and the blue clouds, and the high-rise buildings are filled with people. There are shops on both sides of the road, and the goods are dazzling. The pedestrians on the street have different faces, from old men and women in their sixties and seventies to young children in their five or six years old, young men and women walk together without shyness. The atmosphere here is open, and women wear bold and enthusiastic clothes, exquisite and gorgeous makeup on their faces.

From time to time, you can see many dressed in strong outfits. Although they have no graceful figure, they are all tall, and their wrist guards clearly outline the lines of their arms. However, these are not the key points. The key points are that there are few people's clothes patched when looking around.

Not only are the clothes clean, but the complexion is also healthy.

This is very different from what Fang Yan saw everywhere.

"It's right for Shen Jun to win."

After many years of separation, Fang Yan still feels regretful when he mentioned the old things back then, but then he thought that this was also the wish that his elder brother had pursued throughout his life. This wish could be fulfilled in the hands of Shen Jun, and he could be relieved if he knew anything in the spring, at least he did not make friends or read the wrong person.

Shao Chong's cheeks were already bulging after eating.

Both hands were full of food bought along the way.

"Wow, brother Six, come and see, isn't this the special feature of Qiguo? And here, there is actually a sea croup here, it smells so fresh... Twelve brother, just let me eat two more skewers?" Shao Chong's belly seemed like a bottomless pit. Any restaurant he saw had to go in and buy some to taste, roasted, fried, boiled, steamed... It's not bad.

Chao Lian and others didn't pay the bill and asked Jimo Qiu to instigate him.

Even though he had no idea of ​​money, he knew that the gold and silver pearls braided with Jimo Qiu could be exchanged for good things.

"Don't eat too much at night, as it is not conducive to health preservation."

Chao Lian and Fang Yan couldn't hold on to Shao Chong at all.

He said helplessly: "There are opportunities to eat all the time in the future. Let's find a place to stay tonight and be obedient."

Uncle Lin and Gong Xiqiu have already gone to inquire about the location of Gu Mansion.

However, when he came back, only Uncle Lin Si was the only one.

Fang Yan asked: "Where is him?"

Uncle Lin Si said: "I've gone to find out the location of Xun Mansion."

Fang Yan's mouth twitched.

"He won't plan to call him at night, right?"

Uncle Lin was about to answer when he saw Gong Xiqiu coming back with a gloomy face, which surprised the others. Gong Xiqiu knew what they were thinking at a glance: "You can't take action in Feng Luo."

Mama knows, but she won't tear him down.

"Tomorrow, catch him out of the city and fight!"

Uncle Lin and others breathed a sigh of relief.

They are really afraid that the revenge of the Gong and the West will make a big fuss without caring about it.

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