"I am sure of the waste fetus, it's not the second fetus. Old minister." The national master nodded repeatedly. The Empress of the Eastern Palace was too strong, but she couldn't afford to offend her.

Cheng Ru Li Qin said that if Yan Qing cannot break through, he will have made a mistake in making a mistake. It is a deception of the king and will be punished at that time.

"King, you have to distinguish right from wrong. My son's body has been flashing for the longest time. When the martial arts body falls, it drags the shiny color that lasts hundreds of miles, and even the earth is alarmed. How can you get only a 'waste body'?" Zhao Chunfang made his final efforts.

"Who said I got the 'waste body'?" Before King Yan could speak, Yan Qing kicked up. With a crack, a stone sacrificial weapon weighing 300 kilograms was kicked into the sky and then rolled to the ground.

Suddenly, the audience was surprised.

This strength is not something that an ordinary person can do, and at least it can only be achieved by a skilled warrior.

Suddenly, the national master's face turned red.

"Master, do you see that? Ba'er has half a horse's power." Zhao Chunfang was also shocked, and then she was overjoyed and shouted loudly.

"It's just a little brute force, who doesn't know that the Eight Prince has never been able to obtain the inheritance of the martial arts fetus. Therefore, he has been practicing his body hard. The strong among ordinary people are also able to raise five or six hundred kilograms. This kind of human strength only stops, and his final achievement will never exceed that of a second-level warrior." Li Qin sneered repeatedly.

"That's right! General Niu from our Yan State has never been able to obtain the inheritance of martial arts.

However, General Niu is extremely persevering. He has the ability to sweep 600 kilograms without a foundation in martial arts, and has the power of a horse.

However, General Niu still gave the king a general because of his tactics.

However, until now, General Niu still has only one horsepower.

This is the importance of a martial arts fetus. Without a martial arts fetus, you are destined to not achieve high success in your life.

He can't be called a warrior, he can only be said to be a strong man among ordinary people." The national master reacted and immediately cooperated and said, of course, it was also to win back his face.

Before the national master finished speaking, he made another trumpet sound. A stone incense burner that was larger and weighed about 500 pounds was raised and smashed to the ground.

Suddenly, the audience was shocked again.

"The Eight Prince is amazing."

"Yes, I should have received the inheritance. Although that inheritance is a bit bad."

"The inheritance should be good, otherwise, how could it cause such a big disturbance? The eldest prince's sword body did not cause such a big disturbance when it descended."

"It must be that the national teacher misunderstood."

"Normal, horses always miss their fronts, no one is perfect."

He was slapped in the face in front of him, and everyone was talking about it. The old face of the national master turned red again, red and purple, comparable to the ripe eggplant.

"Master, Ba'er's strength is more than one horse's strength. This shows that Ba'er must have obtained a second birth rather than a waste birth." Zhao Chunfang saw hope again.

"Hmph, this is just your son's hard work to practice brute force. Moreover, over the years, your dancing has become more and more smooth. He has earned a lot of money for the Eighth Prince? He has stuffed magic medicine into his mouth many times, right?" Li Qin sneered, humiliating Zhao Chunfang in front of him. This is Zhao Chunfang's sore point, and he poked a knife into his heart.

Just imagine how embarrassing it is to be a noble man who dances with others.

"Empress Li, it's not that the more she jumps, it's getting worse and worse. Some time ago, she broke an antique blue and white porcelain vase in my palace. She couldn't take out the money. I am kind and look at her pitiful, but I just punished her a little bit." Empress Zhou continued to sneer.

"Why did my mother want to dance with you, why?" Yan Lang clenched his fists and stood up and asked loudly, "Father, that's because they even deducted the lowest monthly fee of 100 taels for my mother.

As for me, the cost of fifty taels per month was deducted. The reason was that I was a waste and the seeds were not successful. If I paid too much money, it would be a waste.

So, in order to buy me the elixir, my mother sold all the hand jewelry.

In the end, I ended up dancing for them. My mother is the greatest, and I am willing to be humiliated for my son.

A few days ago, I accidentally broke a blue and white porcelain vase from Empress Zhou. The bottle was basically a goose product.

Otherwise, how could it be placed on the dim sum table to decorate the snacks? When did Empress Zhou become so generous that she was willing to use blue and white porcelain vases worth tens of thousands of taels of silver to decorate the snacks?

As a result, my mother danced barefoot on the broken porcelain pieces all over the ground, and many scars were scratched at the bottom of her feet.

Now I walk with my hands. Mother, no matter how others look at you, you are the person I, Yan Qing, respect the most. You are the greatest mother in the world! Mother, my son is proud to be your son in this life."

Yan Qing strode over, and with a crisp sound on the ground, he knelt in front of his mother Zhao Chunfang.

Zhao Chunfang had already sobbed gently and said repeatedly, "Son, get up. You are good for your mother today. We are not afraid. You are the second child and will definitely be promoted to a first-class martial arts child in the future. As long as you can, I will be content with no matter how much bitter I suffer."

"Oh..." Many people at the scene couldn't help but feel pity and sighed in their hearts.

"This palace is too complicated, and you can't bully people to such an extent, right?"

"The dignified prince doesn't even pay for one or two taels per month, so why is it better than a son of a minister?"

"If I hadn't heard of this, I would have thought it wasn't the king's wife and children."

Suddenly, the surroundings began to talk in a low voice.

"Empress Li, what's going on with 15 taels?" King Yan's hearing was very strong, and these words naturally filled his ears. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Li Qin and frowned.

Because, the queen died. The Eastern Palace Empress temporarily took over the wealth power in the harem.

"I don't know about this, the chief general, what's going on?" Empress Li was obviously looking for a scapegoat, and she put on a frown and asked Yan Fuqiang, the chief general of the royal palace who was beside her.

"The 'duty' of the nobles was managed by General Zhang Jing. This damn dog slave must have been deducted by him privately.

When someone came, he dragged Manager Zhang down and immediately punished him to death. He was not able to turn against the sky, but he actually dared to deduct the cost of Concubine Zhao and the Eighth Prince in private.

I wonder if Empress Li is in charge of the intra-official finance? If this is a slander, it will damage the Empress’s image.

Also, don’t you know that Concubine Zhao is the king’s wife? She’s tired of living!" Yan Fuqiang is definitely a super old fox, so he naturally won’t take over this ‘bad tank’.

He immediately said nothing and ordered Zhang Jing, the chief in charge, to death without even asking. He didn't even have a chance to speak.

"Hmph, I'll give the deducted amount back to Zhao Guiren immediately. Also, compensate Zhao Guiren 5,000 taels of silver." King Yan slapped the handle of the dragon chaise and fixed the board. Of course, King Yan could never be such a fool to cheat.

How can I say something? The palace is so big, it is rare to be confused.

I knew the tricks in this, but it was impossible to investigate it to the end for Zhao Chunfang. For one thing, this matter would definitely involve Empress Li.

Secondly, it is not related to the chief manager Yan Fuqiang. Yan Fuqiang is also a member of the Yan family's direct clan. Although he usually makes some small moves, his loyalty to himself is absolutely true.

"King, since the Eighth Prince is the 'secondary birth', he still has the opportunity to attack the first-level martial arts. Moreover, the Eighth Prince's divine power is amazing. He has not yet broken through, but he has the ability to lift four or five hundred kilograms and has the power of a horse. Please ask the King to give me a few pleads to reward the spiritual pills to help him break through and advance. King, no matter how bad the Eighth Prince is, he is the King's son, the King's son!" Zhao Guiren sobbed and knelt down and asked.

Until now, Zhao Guiren can only believe that his son Yan Qing has a "secondary fetus" rather than a high-level martial fetus.

In fact, it was not that the national teacher Cui Yun was confused. It was because this old guy didn’t know what martial arts fetus he inherited from Yan Qing.

Thank you for the rewards from the brothers such as "Da Desert Yanxia", "Q3589", "qhxz129", etc. These brothers came from "Holy Vein". Don't worry, brothers, this book will definitely be quite special. At that time, the Dog Brother will arrange for Yan Qing to return to the Special Service Group A tomb robber, and then join forces with Boss Ye Fan to fight with the American Black Panthers for a "night stand". Hahaha...
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