Before the main text, I made a modification to the previous text. After searching for information allusions, the word "Grandpa" is indeed inappropriate. In order to strive for excellence, I changed it to a more appropriate Taigong.

No one knows Princess Taiping's methods better than Hui Fan. He has seen with his own eyes that the rebellious gangster giants are disobeying the constraints and controls, so that Princess Taiping will be downplayed by the matter of killing death. The last time he took half of his life to punish him was just a "slight punishment". If she really angered her, it would be even more enjoyable to seek death. He could get Princess Taiping's attention, and only the group of dead soldiers in his hands were the thugs in his hands. If Princess Taiping knew that his head was not safe at any time, how could he give his resources to him for control. Without resources, why would he be a monk with six unclean roots be in a high position?

Thinking of this, Hui Fan felt cold sweat.

Pei Min disdained to talk to him more and said bluntly: "I have always been stubborn in dealing with people. I have to offend you or offend you until death, so that the enemy has no chance to turn over. You and I are not a big revenge, but I can't stand it when I get me back from time to time. I wanted to make you unable to turn over, but Doctor Liu intended to calm down, so I, an outsider, wouldn't interfere too much. In short, I would like to tell me if you continue to get entangled, I will still be honest in hushing your ugly things. No one is interested in knowing your ugly things except the current emperor."

Hui Fan forced a smile. Although dozens of good martial arts and hundreds of evil monks in his hands were not enough to accomplish great things, they could still achieve miraculous results at critical moments: Ignore the change in Li Shimin's Xuanwu Sect, there were only 30 thugs who were truly reliable? If Gao Shilian had not opened the prison, released weapons to the death row prisoners, and offered them the chance to survive. Even a hundred people could not get together. But these hundred people opened a new chapter in the Tang Dynasty.

Li Longji was not afraid of the hundreds of people in Huifan's hands, but he was very happy to be able to remove these hundreds of people.

Huifan looked at Pei Min with a little fear. This young man was just a madman, and his handle fell into the hands of such a person who was not afraid of heaven and earth. When he suddenly became lucky, if it weren't for Liu Shenwei, he would have no conditions to talk about when facing this little madman. He hurriedly said: "Brother Pei"

Pei Min's face was stiff. When he came to this world, he called his brothers and brothers, Yan Gaoqing, Yuan Luqian, Zhang Xu and He Zhizhang. They were all heroes who were loyal to the country and asked for the people, or talented prides, all of whom were the choices of the world. A thief monk like Hui Fan, who dyed flowers, was qualified to call him brothers and brothers?

Seeing Pei Min changing color, Hui Fan remembered the words he had disdained to be brothers with him before, and quickly changed his mouth: "I, Hui Fan, admit defeat today. The handle fell on your hands and had nothing to say. For my own future, I promise you not to cause trouble for Liu Shenwei and the others."

"Okay!" Pei Min nodded and said, "We will return to the bridge, return to the road, the road is facing the sky, and each walks along the side." After saying that, he was unwilling to stay in this unlucky temple for a long time, and did not say hello, and left directly.

Hui Fan's face turned blue and white. When he met someone who was even more evil than him, he had nowhere to use his energy in his heart. He felt like he was depressed and walked towards the other courtyard with a dejected look.

Only He Yi looked at Pei Min's back with an inexplicable face and thought to himself: "Aren't he here to catch me?" Thinking of the terrible sword technique, there was no trace of Qingcheng sword technique at all, and a ridiculous idea suddenly emerged: the other party is not a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect at all. The reason why he learned the Great Dao Jiuxuan Sword was from him. After practicing it for three years, the other party learned and sold it now, He Yi felt like he was living a life of a dog.

When he returned to the mansion, Pei Min went to Yuzhen Temple first and explained the matter of Huifan's compromise.

Liu Shenwei breathed a sigh of relief, and the big rock in his heart fell. He was very old and it didn't matter, but Sun Pu was different. He still had a long way to go.

"The things are almost ready! I went to say apart with Master Ye and went home with Master Yi. I am very interested in the physiotherapist you mentioned, and I can talk to me when I look back."

"Okay!" Pei Min's eyes narrowed into a gap. When he hired Liu Shenwei as his personal doctor, Liu Shenwei was a little confused. What does it mean to ask a doctor to provide for him at home if he was sick?

Pei Min also briefly talked to him about the profession of physiotherapist. In the 20th century, almost all well-known athletes had private physiotherapists. They were responsible for adjusting the training intensity for athletes, massage their muscles, conditioning their bodies, training in the best condition, and fighting in the field. Liu Shenwei was well acupuncture and blood circulation techniques, and was also good at eliminating fatigue and body damage. He was simply a perfect physiotherapist.

With a miracle doctor like Liu Shenwei watching by his side, Pei Min felt that he didn't have to worry about physical damage due to intense exercise.

Liu Shenwei practiced medicine after he was old and did not know that medical skills could be used in this way, so he became curious. Yesterday, he specially studied Yi Su and found that many things were really as Pei Min said, but they had never tried them. Pei Min was determined to test them with his own heart, which was no better than him.

He took Liu Shenwei back to Pei Mansion. Pei Min saw Xue Na fiddling with some fresh things in the martial arts field. The racecourse installed more than a dozen wooden doors for him. There were thin and pointed wooden thorns around the wooden doors: the wooden thorns were shining with a cold and cold light in the sun. Pei Min couldn't help but shudder, with a bad premonition.

"Taigong! Are you?" Pei Min greeted Xue Ne from afar.

Xue Ne smiled and said, "Riding is about fineness and control. This is a popular way of playing in our army in the early years. It is called the Sword Gate. It uses swords and swords to form the shape of the door, so that soldiers can ride horses through it. A true good rider will go back and forth in the Sword Gate, and over a hundred gates without hurting himself. You try it with wooden thorns first. As your riding skills increase, I will continue to lengthen the wooden thorns and finally install a weapon. This Sword Gate can not only exercise riding skills, but also hone your courage. Even if you go to the battlefield, you will definitely be a coward. Now, not many people have the courage to play like this. If you are afraid, I can let someone flatten the wooden thorns."

Pei Min looked at the people who were pricked with wooden thorns, and couldn't help but yearn for the formation: It's no wonder that the Tang army at that time was invincible. But when he heard Xue Ne's words, he immediately jumped up and said, "What does Taigong mean? I underestimate me, don't mention this wooden thorn. Even if it's true Sword Mountain, I dare to ride it. Give me ten days to ensure that I can come and go freely in Jianshan."

"Blow the air!" Xue Na snorted, asking Pei Min to lead the horse, patiently teaching him how to gallop on the horse's back, how to stabilize the center of gravity while sprinting, and various riding skills.
Chapter completed!