MTL - The Wife is First-Chapter 80 Will try

"Hey? I am still hitting people!" Jing Yu said nothing, taking the man's collar and punching it to the ground.

The three or four people at the same table saw each other and pulled up, but they were all knocked down by Jing Jing.

"You...you dare to beat the people..." The wretched youth glared at his left eye and climbed up to point at the sights, his fingers suffocating. They are all people who have a good name. On weekdays in their hometown, whoever saw it was not a nod to the waist, and he had suffered such grievances.

At the beginning, the person was knocked down, but it was discovered that even though such a big move occurred, none of the surrounding guests had come to persuade, and even some of the expensive people looked at them with a look of good looks.

Most of the noble people in the capital recognize the king, and those who look at it will try it. Naturally, they will not dare to make a strong start. If anyone in Beijing is offended, the ten-year-old window will be put to the east, and naturally they will swallow their heads. Eat the rice on your table as soon as possible.

"With what you just said, even the new champion will have to be awkward!" Jing Hao said that he would go up and fight, and suddenly he was held by a long, slender hand.

The hand is very beautiful, obviously a man's hand, but the skin is as smooth as jade, as if the fine sheep fat jade is finely crafted. Everyone looked down at the hand, but when they saw one wearing a blue-blue wide-sleeved gown, the fabric was a must-see. In fact, if you know what you know, you can see it. This is a satin, which is the same as the clothes on Jingjing.

"Why are you late for a while, are you fighting again?" The gentle voice is very sweet, and it is Mu Hanzhang.

Nowadays, although he is a prince, he broke into the imperial court, and Hongzheng did not give him any substantive official positions. Therefore, Mu Hanzhang is the only idle person in the court. However, Jingjing has been busy lately, and he often called him to the Ministry of Rites to help, so Jingyu will come to occupy a position first, and wait for his family to come over to eat.

When Jing Hao saw her own Wang Hao, the expression on her face immediately turned into a smile: "No, I saw that they are good, they are two strokes."

Mu Hanzhang looked at the few weak scholars who had a green eye. Where did you see that they were good?

Jing Hao was smashed by his own king. He screamed twice and made a surprise in his ear. He clearly understood the reason. Mu Hanzhang couldn’t help but smile. "These moves are just not enough knowledge, and I am afraid that I will lose face. I will say these words, why bother with them."

This kind of words is persuasive. If it is whispered, it is just that the admonition is said by the volume of the weekday speech. Although it is not big, it is enough for those who are present to hear clearly.

"Oh..." The right guard who sat in the corner and tried not to find it, couldn't help but squirt the tea in his mouth. The sorcerer’s temperament of the military division has not changed.

The left guards silently took the cloth towel on the shoulder of the second hand and handed it to him.

Jing Hao turned to look at the two men and gave them a look of "turning back and picking you up."

The right guard was suddenly picked up by the remaining half of the tea.

"You...you...deceive too much!" The wretched one thought that Mu Hanzhang was to stop the evil. I didn't expect it to be a big hit.

"This brother, we have no enmity, why is it hurting to export people?" Although the head of the person was pale, at least some reason.

"This is strange, this son just said that some people are not enough to say sour, you have not said sour, why is it so arrogant." Right guards today are fish and fleeing to pull the left guard to come to Beijing to watch the lively Now, I was discovered by the prince, naturally I can't shrink my head again, and I am busy helping out.

"You..." These scholars, though full of books, said that they are arrogant in any way, but they are only mad at the right guards who are arrogant and arrogant. Full of arrogance, do not want to talk with it, and turn to look at Mu Hanzhang. "Xingtai not only questioned me and so on, but we came to ask for advice."

Mu Hanzhang chuckled: "I only ask you, why is it a big slogan here?"

"Taizu Guangkai opened his way, social affairs, and he was discussed by literati." When they talked about this, they suddenly felt confident.

"What is the society?" Mu Hanzhang followed.

"The society is naturally a country, it is a national event. We explore the princes and princes, and the disadvantages of the acupuncture are all for the sake of the community." The wretched youth looked at a pair of mung bean eyes.

"Five colors of earth worship is for the society, the **** of the grain is for the sake of the gods, the word "social" refers to the land and the people, the husband is the literati, since he was loyal to the monarch, he was born with the people's livelihood, and worked hard for the world." Including chapters slowly sweeping them for a week, "I don't think about the country and the people's livelihood, only to envy the heavens, it is a shame for the literati. It is not as good as the old farmer of Tian, ​​at least for the community."

"Speak well!" A neatly tidy upright at the neighboring table couldn't help but cheer. "Brothers and Taiwan have a remark, such as 醍醐 醍醐 top, Ma Mou admire."

"Good!" The other tables of people returned and cheered.

Mu Hanzhang's face is faint, and there is no excitement, just turn to look at Jingjing. After being mixed up by this group of people, the mood for eating was gone. Jing Hao took his own king, and with two hoes and brains, he was ready to change a restaurant.

After the four people left, the surnamed Ma went to the counter and asked the boss who had been indifferent and had no impact on the account: "Don't ask the shopkeeper, who are the two sons?"

Zhou Jin was too lazy to look up and still slammed the abacus: "The power in the capital is everywhere, and the officers ask them what?"

"I feel that the blue-clothed son is exported into a chapter, and he is only a high-ranking one. He can't say that this is the new champion. He wants to get to know each other." The surname of the horse is not to be avoided.

"That is the Wenyuan Hou that you only talked about." Zhou Jin said slowly.

"What?" The table was so embarrassing that he was trying to leave the account and heard the words, and suddenly stopped. The head of the man slammed the counter and hurriedly asked, "That’s the shot..."

"Nature is the husband of Wen Yuanhou, who is the king of the king," Zhou Xiong looked at with interest and looked at the man's face, and he was going to slide it. He was busy with his hand and said with enthusiasm and politeness, "Remember to turn into a king." The broken cup of money is also closed, a total of seventy."

Since that day, Wen Yuanhou’s news of real talents has spread between the singers.

At the beginning of February, the first nine trials began. Jing Hao originally worried that his family would see that the grand occasion would touch the scene. Now it’s indifferent, but it’s also special to take Mu Hanzhang to go to the front of the Gongyuan. Look at the group of prisoners who have been bitter and haha, and they are looking for a body, and Sven sweeps the ground.

"I don't mean to go to see Jiang Lang, how come here?" Mu Hanzhang looked back at him.

"You haven't tried it before? I've brought you to addiction." Jing Xiao smiled and let him know clearly before he saw it. When he saw the horror of these people, Jun Qing would not regret marrying him.

Mu Hanzhang laughed: "My brother is so easy to arrange everything properly, so don't mess up here, let's go."

At the request of Jiang Taiji, Jing Hao transferred Jiang Lang to the capital, entered the northern banned army, and specialized in guarding the nine gates of the capital. Because of the merits in the battle of the two battles, he gave a Beijing-based school. Position, the side of the tube side of the door, Jing Hao specifically confessed to let him go to the East Gate.

"I have seen Wang Ye, Hou Ye." Jiang Lang is still like that, seeing two people busy and bowing.

“Can you still have a good time here?” Mu Hanzhang asked him with a smile. Jiang Lang is smart and diligent, and he will be reused everywhere.

"When you return to Houye, this gatekeeper does not need to wind and sun, just standing in one place every day, it is better to be happy in the army." Jiang Langxiao smiled, if not the family father repeatedly urged, and went personally I asked the prince for this errand, and I really didn't want to come out of the military camp.

"There is no war today. There is nothing to do in the camp. The guards also ran to the capital around the day before. They were very envious of you." Jing Hao laughed and patted Jiang Lang's shoulder.

"Under the subordinates understand," Jiang Lang smiled. "When the prince is on the battlefield, he must bring his subordinates. This time, he hasn’t been addicted yet!" The fact is true. Jiang Lang made the lord Wang Hao all the way. The guards ran errands and rarely had the chance to kill the enemy.

After saying goodbye to Jiang Lang’s youth, Jing Hao took his own Wang Shuo and went straight to the eastern suburbs. He let Xiao He spread four hooves and ran for a while. Then he turned the horse’s head and went back to the original road for a few miles. Breaked into the wild forest.

This wild forest is the property of Mu Hanzhang, and today it is still grass and knees, and the forest is thorny.

Jing Hao buried his face in his chest: "Hold me, hide your hands in your sleeves, don't scratch."

Mu Hanzhang didn't know what he was doing to run into this place. The oncoming branches almost came to his eyes. He had to turn and bury his face on the wide and warm chest. A pair of slender hands also shrank into the sleeves. Behind Jingjing.

The warmth of the arms in the arms, let Jingjing suddenly feel a little worried, can not help but slow down the speed, hand in the reins, one hand around the flexible waist: "Jun Qing, let's stay in the hospital tonight?"

Tomorrow is the beginning of the first month of February. It is the day of the break. It is not necessary to go to the DPRK. Since the king of the family has to go to the DPRK, Jing Hao has to understand his body. He is too afraid to be too tossed every night. He is afraid that he will not stand in the hall. But the half-fullness of eating every day is really uncomfortable, so every time you take a break, you have to eat enough.

Mu Hanzhang naturally understood what he meant. Because the horse was still running, he did not look up.

Although the sound was very small, but passed through the chest, Jing Hao could hear it clearly, and could not help but crack his mouth and speed up his footsteps.

After a short while, I took out the wild forest, Jing Jing took a picture of the people in my arms.

Mu Hanzhang turned his head and saw the scene in front of him. He couldn't help but widen his eyes. The depths of the wild forest were actually an open flat. On the flat ground, dozens of tents were even tied. From time to time, there were soldiers. There is also a group of soldiers in the central military field who are practicing, just silent, not shouting any slogans, it looks very strange.

The author has something to say: This is the case, I am going back to school today, but I have to take the test on Monday, so the second most compensation for the compensation will be until Tuesday.

small theater:

Right Guard: Xiao Zuo, why is there only one and a half lines in this chapter!

Left Guard: ==Hello, there are lines

Xiao Hei: Hey... Hey... (Translation: You have a good face)

Thank you: banjiamao, bluefish, melon, modutuangou, a pain, pain, pain, sorrow, sorrow, pain, pain, sorrow, sorrow, sorrow, sorrow, sweet, succulent, sweet ~╭(╯3╰)╮

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