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Young and beautiful?
Ambitious?
Staying up until midnight, jumping over walls and windows to scare people to death, just to talk these two nutritious nonsense?
Xiang Yu might not really have that unknown serious illness.
As an old man, is it easy to compete in martial arts and compete against each other?
Sunge gritted his teeth, hugged the quilt and fell asleep again with full of resentment.
Xiang Yu, on the other hand, was full of spring and smiles.
Seeing this scene in Xiang Liang's eyes, he turned into a maniac with a heart full of love and a satisfied smile on his face.
What exactly happened could make Xiang Yu beam with joy.
The floor tile in Xiang Liang's hand was broken again.
"My family is unlucky, my family is unlucky."
Although in recent hundreds of years, the masculine temperament of princes and nobles has become commonplace, and even many monarchs have raised them openly.
For example, Wei Linggong had no choice but to exile Mi Zixia under the remonstrance of his officials, and soon found a new one.
However, no one has ever looked for a bad old man who is nearly seventy years old.
Could it be that the decline of the Xiang family caused Xiang Yu's preferences to change drastically?
Xiang Yu said seriously, "Uncle, the Xiang family will definitely regain its glory."
Firm and unquestionable.
Xiang Liang said that this was his favorite saying in the past.
But now, after listening to it, his heart was still heavy.
"Uncle, let me help you pave the yard."
Xiang Yu thought to himself that he couldn't sleep anyway. Seeing that it was time for him to get up in the morning to practice martial arts again, he might as well not go to bed and bake pancakes.
Xiang Liang suddenly said forcefully, "My uncle doesn't want to see you now. Can you disappear from my uncle's face smoothly and neatly?"
Xiang Yu was stunned and silently went to the martial arts training ground nearby and started dancing with his spear.
Xiang Liang looked at Xiang Yu, who was tall, slender, brave and handsome, dancing under the moonlight, and sighed again.
The high spirits, bright clothes and angry horses all make the moonlight pale.
This nephew is his hope and the hope of the Xiang family.
Although studying, practicing swordsmanship and even the art of war are just a dabbling in his eyes, and to outsiders he seems to be more brave than talented, but in reality.
With Xiang Yu's qualifications, what others may see as a mere taste may be a sign of success for him.
Everything is fine, just blind.
Xiang Liang laid the floor tiles absentmindedly.
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At dawn, famous people in Wuxian County came to Xiang's house one after another to inquire about what happened last night.
Xiang Liang is good at dancing and can handle it with ease.
In a simple and humorous way, he informed everyone about the discussion between Fan Zeng and Xiang Yu, and also mentioned the apprenticeship banquet.
Everyone knows that Xiang Liang has a nephew who is born with supernatural powers.
But I only heard about it, but I never thought that it was actually capable of carrying the cauldron.
Nowadays, there is another hermit with a discerning eye.
The Xiang clan is worthy of being a Xiang clan, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.
Besides, the Qin Empire, which seems to be calm now, is undercurrent, and the Xiang family may not have no chance of rising.
Thinking of this, the smiles on many people's faces became more genuine, and they repeatedly agreed that they would be waiting for the invitations and gifts to arrive on time to congratulate them.
From beginning to end, Xiang Liang seemed to be at home like a fish in water. While the guests were happy, he was neither humble nor arrogant.
I have to say that this is indeed a good tool for interpersonal communication.
Separated by two walls, Sunge slept until midnight.
In the dream, Xiang Yu suddenly turned into a wild big cockroach, waving his tentacles and claws, and burrowed straight into her stomach.
After a while, it turned into a long ghost with a floating tongue sticking out, staring at her face and drooling.
Huh……
What a disgusting dream.
After opening my eyes for a long time, the weird feeling still lingered.
Sleeping is no longer peaceful.
Sun Ge opened the door and could feel the excitement next door through the courtyard wall.
She didn't want to join in the excitement.
After washing and changing clothes, Sunge planned to experience the long-lost Great Qin.
However, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Xiang Yu's face.
"Master is always strong and energetic, which is really enviable."
Xiang Yu opened his mouth to praise.
Sunge:!?(_;?
At this time, Sun Ge really wanted to say, family members, who understands?
Before going to bed, during sleep, and after waking up, I see the same face.
The ghost lingers!
Sunge slammed the door shut.
Xiang Yu's face turned dark and he touched his nose angrily.
After he finished practicing how to wield swords and guns, he waited in front of his master's door, saying that he was still haunted.
"Master, this disciple is here to study."
Xiang Yu's voice reached Sunge's ears clearly through the thin wooden door.
Sun Ge helped her, she just wanted to be a disciple, give guidance every now and then, and subtly influence her, she didn't want to clock in and go to work on time!
Seventy!
She is almost seventy!
Sunge took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and opened the door, "Xiang Yu, look at my age."
"You will live a long life." Xiang Yu said seriously.
Sunge was furious, and thanks to Xiang Yu's great blessing, Fan Zeng was in his early seventies when he died.
The bright and uninhibited smile on Xiang Yu's face froze for a moment, as if a strong wind suddenly came and unreasonably blew away the blooming flowers on the branches.
Xiang Yu was confused as to whether these inner words were the angry words of his master, or the foreseeable future.
Will Master eventually die because of him?
It was obvious that he had just confirmed in his heart that he and his master were destined, and it might be that it was destined by God.
"The Xiang Mansion is noisy, why didn't you follow your uncle's lead and learn a little bit of your uncle's dancing skills?"
"Do you feel disdainful because you feel it is useless?"
Sunge's questions were sharp and ruthless.
Xiang Yu said bluntly, "I've asked everything."
Not only did he say hello, he even went out of his way to praise all the guests.
Because he used to be reticent in front of people, his words seemed particularly sincere.
However, he cannot hear anyone's voice.
Only, Fan Zeng.
He believed in the destiny of master and disciple.
Therefore, he willingly became Fan Zeng's disciple.
"Master, yesterday I was reckless and impulsive. I was young and frivolous. I spoke rudely to Master. I came here to receive my punishment."
Seeing this, Xiang Yu was about to kneel down again.
Sunge stopped again and again: "There is gold under the man's knees, do you understand?"
"Understand."
"But once a teacher, always a father."
"A hundred years later, I will pay tribute to Master every year for his retirement. It is only right to kneel to Master."
Xiang Yu has a heroic spirit and speaks loudly.
The restlessness in Sun Ge's heart was miraculously soothed.
Just like the petals on the ground, they were blown by the breeze to the tree and turned into spring mud.
The mess turned into nutrients.
She can't help but be moved by people with a pure heart.
Such a person, whether disgusted or happy, is magnanimous, pure and clear.
"Have you suddenly had an epiphany?" Sun Gexu held Xiang Yu's arm and sat down in the cramped pavilion in the courtyard.
"Master has great abilities, and you and I are destined."
Xiang Yu looked around the simple and narrow courtyard and said angrily, "In the future, I will build the most gorgeous and majestic mansion for Master."
