Li Qingxian sighed.

Zheng Hui slapped his forehead and said, "I am confused again. I originally advised you, but I ended up complaining on my own."

"It's all my own family, so it's normal to complain a few words." Li Qingxian smiled gently.

"Who said no! By the way, how is the family? Isn't it a divorce between my aunt and uncle?"

"My aunt's family and my family have been next door to me for more than ten years, and they have always had a good relationship." Li Qingxian said.

"Okay, just be with family care. If you need help with anything at home in the future, please say hello to me. By the way, are you still studying the lifeblood technique?" Zheng Hui smiled narrowly.

"I won't talk to you about this. Every time I say I want to be a life magician, you will make fun of me." Li Qingxian looked helpless.

"Haha, then I won't talk. Don't be stubborn. If you don't, just lie down for a few more days. When you get better, you will go patrolling the streets with me." Zheng Hui said as he stood up.

Li Qingxian raised his eyebrows slantedly and said, "Who do you look down on Captain Zheng? I, Li Qingxian, is the one who is lying down?"

Zheng Hui laughed and scolded, "The bastard is as naughty as when we first met. Now I still remember how you looked at you. The scholars pretended to be quite like us, which made us stunned."

"I am really a scholar." Li Qingxian looked serious.

"Bah!" Zheng Hui laughed and scolded, "What can I hide in the night guard? Later, I checked and found out that you don't know how many years you have been wild on the street. When Lord Li returned to Beijing, he went to the academy honestly. As a result, he went to the academy with sincerity.

Fortunately, the articles of the classics were so messed up. In the end, Lord Li was so angry that he had to let you switch to martial arts. After testing his qualifications, he would not accept the family. He practiced in the Xiaowu Hall for half a year but did not improve. Lord Li gave you another Taoist practice, and the qualifications were high.

It is not the minimum requirement of any sect. Your father is a Confucian orthodox Confucian and cannot send you to practice evil puppet demons. He doesn't like your life cultivation skills. In the end, he really has no choice but to find someone to arrange for him to enter the Night Guard. He also goes with me

Pretend to be a scholar? Come on, write a few words, just your dog crawling words are not as good as me."

Li Qingxian smiled, his face turned red and his heart was not beating, and said, "The rules on the street are not illegal, but they can enhance their courage."

"Let's go, Li Dabang, go for a walk in the yard." Zheng Hui said with a smile.

Li Qingxian nodded, crossed the threshold, and walked into the yard.

The morning light shines, the sky is blue, and the yard surrounded by green trees is fresh.

The yellow hard ground is spread out in the yard. There are ten houses on the north and south sides of the yard, and the gate is on the east side.

Stone locks, stone poles, long sticks and other things were scattered on the west side, and six or seven people were drinking and squeezing their bodies.

At the edge of the wellhead surrounded by white stone, a man raised the wooden barrel and flipped it. The cold water poured on his head. With a wave of his hand, the wooden barrel fell into the well, making an empty sound.

Four or five people next to them were gathering together, wiping their bodies with towels while talking and laughing.

Some people were dressed neatly and stood at the gate of the yard chatting.

Li Qingxian turned his head and looked at Zheng Hui.

His clothes are completely different from himself.

His clothes were just embroidered with brocade patterns about a tiny-wide embroidered on the edges, and Zheng Hui's official uniform was covered with brocade patterns and green-bottomed branches, which was particularly eye-catching among the dark blue clothes.

On the square patches on the chest, there are white horses on the river embroidered with patterns.

From the tenth-rank military officer to replenish his son.

Zheng Hui put his right hand on the belt around his waist and said, "Qingyi, if you patrol the street today, follow me honestly. Even if something big happens, you are not allowed to do it. You are not allowed to hear it like last time.

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Li Qingxian reached out and touched the light white scar on his left chin, and smiled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to Team Zheng this time."

"Last time, Li Qingxian was a real tiger," said Yu Ping, the tall and fat man, threw an orange over and said while wiping his mouth, "To help you repair your body, I will give up this handsome face, from the king

The chef asked for it. Originally, there were two, and the cat took one away on the way."

"Thank you, brother." Li Qingxian took it with a smile, and the oranges under the morning light were bright and bright.
Chapter completed!