Chapter 39 Sunflower

At night, Chang'an Street, Zuo Xiangfu, and the main hall.

Zhuo Yin sat on the Grand Master's chair, unconsciously stroking the smooth handrail with his right hand. He didn't know what he was thinking. The left-legged wife Song Jia was covered in frost and sat on the right hand.

"I'm so angry, I'm so angry!" Mrs. Zuo Xiang suddenly muttered.

Zhuo Yin was shocked and then said angrily: "I was shocked, what are you doing?"

"Hu Lili? Xiao Yinzi, your son was taken into custody by others, but he hasn't even been released now. Hu Lilili? I'll tell you that our baby will not come back tomorrow. I, I..." Zuo Xiang's wife Song Jia was really angry, but she didn't say that after all.

"What, what else can you do?" Zhuo Yin was also a little annoyed and said, "Now there are all positive and negative evidences. Bai Bing actually came out to prove Bufan. Hum, they are all good sons you taught, Hongyan, right? Are there any such things since ancient times? How many famous heroes and heroes in the world are left behind this beautiful woman. Hum, for a woman, you can ignore anything. This is the good son you taught!" Zhuo Bufan's real deeds, if the Zuo Prime Minister has not figured out yet, it is really a corpse position in the vegetarian restaurant. With the first-hand information of Hong Chengchou and others, everything will be clear.

When his wife Song Jia heard this, she was furious and shouted: "Good you Zhuo Yin, can you rebel? Without our daughter's family, can you become this prime minister? Let me tell you, if I don't get my good son out tomorrow, I will never end up with you!"

Zhuo Yin was also angry at a rare moment and said loudly: "It's not over yet. Humph, if you can't break the love disaster, you can't make a big deal. I will just pretend that you don't have this son!"

"you!"

"It's me!"

Inside and outside the lobby, the slave and the servants knelt all over the ground. They had never seen the master and mother get so angry. They were scared. Although there were very few abuses in the Zuo Prime Minister's House, as a slave, he naturally knew the humbleness of his identity. He knew that the master was about the same as a ants to kill him, and he did not dare to act rashly.

The two leaders were suffocating, but Zhuo Yin finally softened first, and said to himself: "It's just a matter of time and night. This kid probably can't stay in the army. No one has the courage to kill your son, hum." Zhuo Yin's words seemed rampant, and it was a bit strange in terms of his identity and personality, but the fact is that, to be honest, even Chongzhen may not have the courage to kill the only left prime minister of the dynasty. There is no other reason. It's the old saying that the emperor has little power and powerful ministers are in power. It can be said that the left prime minister's energy is probably greater than that of the emperor. If there is no check or balance of another right prime minister, it is really no problem. This is why Chongzhen is so suspicious and pays attention to the way of balance. From the perspective of the emperor, from the perspective of Dahua's hundreds of years of foundation, it is also a very sad thing.

Of course, Song Jia knew this, but she couldn't swallow her breath and could not bear the torture of her son's prison. Even Zhuo Bufan actually didn't have any trouble.

"This Bai Bing really misread her. So is my younger brother. Who is not good? Just taking such a person, our son values ​​love and friendship. What a risk he took for her. Humph, I was wondering when I first found out that I was thinking about recruiting her into the game. Unexpectedly, she actually... a damn thing." Mrs. Zuo Xiang was worried.

"I value love and friendship? I think it's lustful. Humph, I really think that everyone in the world will repay kindness. This kid is still too young. It's better if you have this incident this time, so that he can gain a memory so that he won't be stupid again next time," Zhuo Yin said angrily.

Song Jia was about to get angry, but she discovered the trick in her husband's words and said happily: "Husband, have you got a solution?"

Zhuo Yin ignored her and shouted, "Zhuo Er!"

At that moment, Zhuo Er quickly got up from the ground outside the door, rolled in and called, "Here, Master!"

"Immediately let the man rush to Haishan Pass overnight and hand the letter to General Hong Chengchou with his own hands. No mistakes should be made." As he said that, Zhuo Yin took out the letter from his cuff and handed it to Zhuo Er. After Zhuo Er received it, he ran out of the door without stopping.

"Hmph, I thought you really didn't feel sorry for your son." Song Jia smiled. Although she could beat the right prime minister angrily and despise the court, the family had the happiness of the backbone and the sweetness of having a entrusted life was incomparable to nothing.

Zhuo Yin's face was rare, and his eyes looked at his wife were gentle and ambiguous. Uh, this, isn't that, what?

At this moment, suddenly a servant came to report.

"Master, madam, someone asks for a visit outside the door."

Zhuo Yin was a little tired and said, "Tell him to come back after the morning court tomorrow." Mrs. Zuo Xiang asked strangely, "Who doesn't understand the rules so much? Who is it?" You should know, unless you make an appointment after dinner, you usually don't receive guests. All the civil and military officials in the court know.

"Report to the wife, the man was a woman, saying that he was Bai Bing, the general of the Western Army, and he had something to ask for an interview." The servant quickly reported.

"What!", Mrs. Zuo Xiang became angry immediately, "She still has the face to come, Humph, I won't see you, tell her, let her find her high branch, the Zhuo family can't accommodate her, this great Bodhisattva, Humph!"

The servant dared not be negligent, and he hurriedly turned around and disappeared outside the door.

Zhuo Yin didn't say anything either. Obviously, he was quite dissatisfied with Bai Bing, who was originally a relative of his brother-in-law. Although it would not cause any harm to Zhuo Bufan, it caused him a lot of trouble. You must know that the lack of an important position is related to the wealth, life and even the welfare of the people of Dahua. How could these martial artists know the benefits and disadvantages?

Neither of the two leaders wanted to see Bai Bing, and just drank tea in the main hall. Zhuo Yin thought about how to deal with the court tomorrow. Song Jia thought about whether her baby son would be warm in prison, whether he was eating well, and whether anyone bullied him. She knew that these things were impossible, and she knew the energy of the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion, but she was like this, and she couldn't control herself thinking like this. This is motherhood, nature, and no one can change it.

In the Tianzhuo, Zhuo Bufan had a position since the afternoon, with his heart facing the sky, his ears looking at his nose, and his nose looking at his heart, and he actually entered a state.

Li Fengzi was very surprised. You know, he had been in Zhuo Bufan's current state of quietness for many years. This kid actually practiced like this for the first time. He was either too stupid or this kid was really the material for this. Suddenly, Li Fengzi was also looking forward to Zhuo Bufan's performance.

Zhuo Bufan was very comfortable, a stream of heat fluctuated leisurely in his lower abdomen, just like the only time he went to massage with a friend in his previous life. The feeling of his little hands brushing by intentionally or unintentionally, uh, comfortable, but there was still a little impulse. I don’t know if it was important.

"Qi produces dantian... Return to dantian, return to the life gate, produces kidneys and gets essence, and all diseases cannot be invaded..." Li Fengzi recited leisurely, guiding Zhuo Bufan's route of qigong.

A stream of hot air was guided through the chest, transitioned to the posterior spine, and then moved downward along the spine, slowly gathering between the kidneys. Originally, according to the regular route, it should be pushed back to the waist and eyes, strengthening essence and transforming energy, which can naturally strengthen the body and prolong life. However, Zhuo Bufan suddenly felt that the words produced an inexplicable pleasure, like the warmth of his familiar sisters, which was irresistible. In an instant, the heat rushed down, and the male's glory suddenly bloomed, pushing up the loose ancient costume shorts and robe. At the same time, a crisp and neat sound of farts shocked in the elegant, loud but not smelly, which is really the best fart.

Uh, Li Crazy Zi was stunned, Zhuo Bufan also woke up, and was also stunned. The two of them looked at the super big tent and were speechless for a while.

"I said, madman, your... martial arts are so awesome?"

Li Fengzi was also confused and muttered: "This is indeed... very powerful. The master said that this is his secret natal exercise that he did not pass on, and it is an excellent way to strengthen the body and strengthen the body. However, in your situation..." Li Fengzi wanted to speak but stopped.

Zhuo Bufan was stunned. It seems that he had done nothing but practice. There are no sequelae.

Fortunately, Li Fengzi continued: "It seems that you are not a material for practicing this kind of exercise. The master once said that only by practicing qi and transforming essence can you achieve the effect of consolidating essence, fostering essence, prolonging life. It seems that you are really not able to solidify it."

Zhuo Bufan rolled his eyes, grandma's, refined essence and turned into qi, and had practiced giving birth to children. Then he thought of a fun thing and asked: "I said, do you have a family or have children?"

"There are some of this," said Li Crazy. "But, after that period, I felt that the feeling of years of practice has been greatly regressed, and I didn't have to... Later, I was determined to practice and slowly recovered."

Hearing this, Zhuo Bufan immediately jumped up and shouted: "I won't practice anymore, no, no, I almost got hurt by you. I also want to read the beauties in the world and discuss national affairs with the masses. If they are really melted, that's a tragedy. By the way, do you have a name for your martial arts?"

"Of course there is one. I heard from that master that this set of exercises originated from the unparalleled masterpiece and the Sunflower Book."

Damn, Zhuo Bufan was so scared that he jumped away and looked at the madman in front of him with a strange look, as if he heard the Smiling Proud Wanderer, saw the silk thread and embroidery needles all over the sky. Even the super tent on his lower abdomen quickly collapsed. I went there, it seemed that the Jianghu seemed to be in this similar era.

Li Fengzi was very surprised to see Zhuo Bufan's reaction and said, "Why are you so panicked?"

"This, Lao Li, this matter is of great importance. Think carefully about what that master looks like, is he white-faced and has no need to be a must, quite a bit, quite a bit extraordinary... This is elegant." Zhuo Bufan was afraid of misleading Li Crazy, so he asked seriously.

"Then I have to think about it carefully... To be honest, it's too long, and I can't remember it..." Then, Li Fengzi fell into memories. On the other side of the iron bar, Zhuo Bufan was waiting extremely nervously.

The Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion, outside the grand gate, a thin figure knelt motionlessly in front of the gate. His pretty face was no longer as beautiful as before. His blank look at him seemed to be waiting for something.
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