Chapter 832

Yuan Lin, who was sleepy, couldn't help but look at Wang Yong. It seems that I think of the days when I was king and dominating in the rainforest. I also looked at the moon and let out an excited howl.

This howl, with the meaning of full of cold, is the symbolic call Yuan Lin used to command the animals.

Often after calling, there will be all kinds of animals in the rainforest to worship.

It's just that this is human society, and it's doomed that no one will respond to Yuan Lin.

In addition to the tense color of Hu Li'er's face behind her.

"What are these two doing? It's insane The passengers who got off the plane pointed to Wang Yong and Yuan Lin and talked about it.

Airport personnel were also alarmed, thinking that something terrorist had happened. After fully armed came to find that it was two idle egg pain people learning to wolf.

"Catch them all!" The leader waved his hand.

So the famous cultural scholar Wang Yong was taken to the airport police station.

He was nearly detained for 72 hours. If Wang Yong hadn't shouldered the national responsibility of "stepping on South Korea and destroying the East", he would have spent three days in the detention center.

"Don't yell like that next time! You hear me, or there's no food to eat! " Wang Yong angrily knocked on Yuan Lin's head and scolded him.

Yuan Lin was unconvinced.

Everybody yelled. Why do you throw the pot on my head?

Now Yuan Lin is more and more familiar with human nature, and has his own clear ideas.

It's estimated that if we study systematically for another year or two, we can reach the intelligence level of normal teenagers, which should be similar to those poor students who are more stupid.

With a creak, a car stopped in front of Wang Yong.

Don't need to look at the people in the car, just look at this Bentley Tianyue, Wang Yong will know it is Ziyu Fengqing.

This is the car used by Qilu group to receive distinguished guests, but now it is used to meet Wang Yong.

Then he opened the door, and Wang Yong got on the co driver.

To Wang Yong's surprise, it turned out that Ziyu Fengqing was driving without an entourage.

"You are brave enough not to be afraid of repeating what happened last time?" Wang Yong muttered.

Ziyu Fengqing looks at the road ahead and responds faintly: "isn't that group of people already swept by you?"

"I forgot if you didn't say it. It seems that you don't mention it, but you remember me deeply in your heart! " Wang Yong feels good about himself.

Ziyu Fengqing just "ha ha" a smile, that expression, let Wang Yong almost run away.

Do not know hanging silk hate goddess most "ha ha"?!

"Where to?"

"My grandfather wants to see you."

"I think, though I'm really good. But marriage affairs still need to pay attention to a free and equal society. Now it's not the old society, and the things arranged by parents are out of date... "Wang Yong was stunned, and then began to talk about it.

Ziyu Fengqing showed a sense of killing in her eyes and suddenly stepped on the accelerator. The acceleration performance of this SUV, which is known as the only super luxury SUV in the world, is fully reflected.

Wang Yong's last words were choked back by his strong feeling of pushing his back. For a long time, Wang Yong failed to slow down.

Finally, all the way, the car stopped in front of Ziyu family old house.

Wei Ran had been waiting at the door for a long time.

Wang Yong took a look at the proud secretary and sighed in his heart that the woman didn't know what to eat. How could she be so big.

"Miss, Mr. Wang." Wei Ran called respectfully.

Wang Yong corrected her: "it's not Mr. Wang, it's Mr. Wang. After all, I am a cultural person. "

"..." Rao is Wei Ran, who is as cold as an iceberg. He is choked by the shameless words and doesn't know how to respond.

Looking back at Wang Yong, he came up and said, "Wei Ran, I want to ask you something."

"Please, Mr. Wang."

"Within your family, how much do you evaluate my combat power now?"

Wang Yong has been busy giving lectures during this period of time, but he is a little careless in practicing boxing. However, the last time he learned a sacrificial sword skill from the dragon snake tripod, Wang Yong's real strength should be far beyond the surface combat power.

Wei Ran did not look up the data at all, but gave the answer directly: "based on your performance in Myanmar and Europe some time ago, our assessment of your combat power is 360000."

"Only 360000?" Wang Yong frowned.

When he came back to Ziyu family, Wei Ran told Wang Yong that his combat power was 290000. This time, it rose by more than 70000.

This kind of rising speed has been very amazing. Everyone would be surprised.

But Wang Yong was not satisfied.

Because Wang Yong knows that there are more than 400000 great experts in the combat power system, and even some world experts who have not been included in the combat power system.

For example, master Ye Hetao has been living in seclusion in the mountains. It's hard to assess his real combat power.

Wang Yong is far away from these people.

"Alas, martial arts has a long way to go, and countless people have spent their whole lives on it. I'm afraid it's more difficult for me to do both. " Wang Yong sighed in his heart, a little dejected for a moment.

But just a moment later, Wang Yong came back to himself.

"The more Kungfu moves forward, the more Kungfu you can compete with. Reading is not a drag on martial arts, but a benefit. In the end, the former master of martial arts was cultivating his mind, painting and writing. It's hard to see what's in your mind. No matter how good your physical quality is, your potential is limited. "

With this in mind, the brilliance in Wang Yong's eyes gradually brightened, and Shenhua was introverted.

Reading improves one's vision and mood. There is a cartoon very vividly expressed this point.

There are three people in the cartoon. The one on the left can only see a background board in front of one or two books. Although the background board is very beautiful, it is false, not the real scenery.

The second step on a pile of books, he saw the background board can not stop the scenery. Smoke and haze, steel cage.

The third man was full of books at his feet. He stood the highest and looked the furthest. He saw the clouds, he saw the sun, he saw the truth of everything under the sun. He did not have the false happiness of the first person, nor the disappointment and resentment of the second person. There was only peaceful hope on his face.

This is what Confucius called "knowing the destiny". This destiny is not the destiny of feudal superstition, but the original law of everything.

Wang Yong believes that if a martial artist's mood reaches this stage, his martial arts will reach an unimaginable top.

It's a pity that this kind of person doesn't seem to have existed since ancient times.

"What are you doing? Let's go Ziyu Fengqing saw Wang Yong in a daze and couldn't help it.

Wang Yong "ah", this just walked into the old house of Ziyu family.

In the house, Ziyu Zhongting has arranged the banquet and waited.

As soon as Wang Yong and Ziyu Fengqing walk in side by side, an old face immediately smiles.

He blinked at Wang Yong, then got up to welcome him into the room.

Wang Yong was made uncomfortable by the old man's eyes. How could he not know what the old man meant?

Last time, Wang Yong drank too much and bet with the old man that he would surely catch up with Ziyu Fengqing. The result let the son jade breeze fine to pour a thoroughly cool.

Don't be fooled into drinking too much this time! Wang Yong swore in his heart.

However, as soon as he took the seat, Wang Yong seemed to lose control. Under the constant persuasion of the old man, he was a little drunk.

Originally, Qilu has a profound wine culture. Drinking with Qilu people, all kinds of wine table culture can kill people.

What's "three cups first", what's "six big Shun", what's "perfect", what's "the wind in front of the door", what's "one cup before dinner"

In a complete mess, Wang Yong as like as two peas in the eyes of the jade jade, and looked at the same old man's eyes as a little daughter-in-law.

"Here, Fengqing, here's a toast to our grandfather!" Wang Yong waved when he was drunk.

Ziyu Fengqing is holding the chopsticks in her hand. The chopsticks are bent into a bow shape. It's almost broken.

"Why are you so disobedient? Let grandfather laugh! Come on, give it to my grandfather, make a fortune in four seasons

"Why, what are you looking at? Stare at me? Believe it or not, go home and deal with you! This is the new society. In the past, women and children could not be on the table! No rules

Click!

Ziyu Fengqing finally broke his chopsticks. Then Ziyu Fengqing stood up and walked to Wang Yong with a wine pot in her hand.

"Shall I lift you a drink?" The son jade breeze fine cold voice way.

Wang Yong laughs: "it's still his own daughter-in-law..."

Just "daughter-in-law" two words did not finish, was a wine pot full of mouth, gulp gulp down half a pot of wine.

Choking, Wang Yong coughed continuously. After coughing, he went out to the table and got drunk.

Ziyu Fengqing put down the wine pot, turned and left. Before leaving, he glared at Ziyu Zhongting.

The crafty Ziyu Zhongting immediately cried "ouch, ouch" and pretended to be drunk.

That night, Ziyu's house was in a mess.

The next day, Wang Yong sat up from bed and felt a splitting headache.

Open the window to the morning breath a few cycles, will be a body of wine into turbid gas spit out.

When I went downstairs, I met Ziyu Fengqing who was making breakfast.

"So early?" Wang Yong greets Ziyu Fengqing.

But Ziyu Fengqing didn't look at Wang Yong, and he didn't care.

"What's the matter? I don't seem to have offended you, do I? " Wang Yong grabs a stick of dough sticks and tells the truth.

Ziyu Fengqing laughs and looks up at Wang Yong: "I heard that someone is going to go home to clean up my house? I heard that women can't eat on the table? "

Wang Yong's face suddenly changed.

In the heart even scolds several "drinks many mischief", then diverges the topic way: "this fried dough sticks is quite good, you buy?"

Without waiting for Ziyu Fengqing to respond, Wang Yong bit the fried dough sticks and ran away.

He swore that he would never drink with Ziyu Zhongting again next time. This old fox is really bad!

Wang Yong stayed in his room for a long time until it was almost boarding time.

The flight to Seoul at eleven o'clock can't be delayed.

Ziyu Fengqing seems still angry and tells Wei Ran to see her off, but she doesn't go.

However, before going out, Wang Yong clearly sees that Ziyu Fengqing gives a bag of breakfast to Wei Ran, and let Wei Ran bring it to Wang Yong.

At the door, Ziyu Zhongting looked at the scene and chanted a poem with a smile.

"In Chang'an, the sound of ten thousand households pounding clothes. Autumn wind blowing endless, always Yuguan love. He Liping, Hu Lu, my beloved, let go of the expedition. "

This is Li Bai's song "midnight Wu Song autumn song", which describes the husband whose wife is worried about the expedition, expecting to end the war as soon as possible and reunite the husband and wife.

The two sentences of "he Liping, Hu Lu, my beloved, strike the expedition" are extremely consistent with the scene of Wang Yong's eastward journey to South Korea.

When Ziyu Fengqing heard this, her ears turned red, and then she gouged out her grandfather.

Wang Yong, however, stumbled and almost fell to the ground. I didn't dare to look back. I just got on the bus to the airport.

The whole house was shrouded in an ambiguous atmosphere. Apart from heartless, they were still eating and drinking. They never came out to see off Yuan Lin and Hu Li'er.