Chapter 341

Pei Zhuang asked Gu Jinghong in a low voice: "I didn't know that young master's skill was so good. That killer was song Xuanye's level, and the young master just solved her moves."

"To be a qualified emperor, you need to have both culture and martial arts. The king of Zhennan is my martial arts master. In addition, every year's top martial arts champion has been my Sparring Practice. Ordinary assassins can't help me." Gu Jinghong speaks with a little sadness.

The reason why we should learn martial arts to strengthen our health is mainly to cope with the waves of assassination from small to large.

It's not easy for royal children to grow up safe and healthy.

It's really a compliment that he is going to heaven. Pei Zhuang reluctantly relieved, but knew that there must be more dangerous things waiting for them next.

"There are riddles ahead. Let's go and have a look, young master." Pei Zhuang points to the busy stall in front.

Gu Jinghong nodded and agreed, but his smile was stiff. His concubine really believes that he has a great destiny and will take him to many places.

The owner of the lantern shop set up a challenge arena to guess the riddles. The more the riddles were answered correctly, the richer the prizes were. The top color head was a glass walking lantern, which reflected on the ground in the dark like thousands of flowers in full bloom. It was very beautiful.

"Does Madame like the lantern?" Gu Jinghong was secretly happy, and it was time for him to show his skill.

Pei makeup hurriedly nodded, and in the next instant, she swung her sleeve and went to the stage, beating Gu Jinghong unprepared.

As an independent woman in the new era, she firmly believes that what she wants is the real ability only by her own hands. An independent woman can never live under the wings of a man.

After a riddle.

Pei Zhuang sang went down to the stage. After all, she'd better hide behind Gu Jinghong.

"Don't be upset, madam. I'll help you win back the lantern." Gu Jinghong said, then he held the table with one hand, turned over the table in a flash, which made many girls' houses below scream.

Before Gu Jinghong, there was a teacher in a school who answered the most riddles correctly. All of them answered 30 questions correctly. If no one can surpass him in a breath of incense, the lantern belongs to him.

After hearing about the rules from the shop owner, the people around the shop talked about them one after another. They all felt that the time was tight and the task was heavy. The white faced young man on the shop was doomed to lose.

"It's only one column of fragrant Kung Fu. Even if it's too late to see the question, how can you answer more than 30 questions correctly?"

"That is, you see, Wang Fu Zi has ordered his servants to go back to get the pole and prepare to take the lamp back."

Another good person can't help but ask Pei makeup about the situation: "your husband is OK or not, how do you think you're not nervous at all?"

Pei Zhuang looks at Gu Jinghong on the stage with a smile in her arms, but her words are threatening: "it doesn't matter. If I lose today, I will ask him to compensate me for ten glass lamps tomorrow."

Gu Jinghong on the stage felt that his chest was blocked, and his right eyelid was jumping straight. There was a faint sign of wealth.

A flame of incense was already burning. Wang Fu Zi watched Gu Jinghong walk along the lamp with the riddle written on it, but he never answered a question. His smile was even more complacent, and he never forgot to boast with the people around him about how he had achieved 30 questions.

Seeing that only half of the incense has been burned, Gu Jinghong still hasn't said a word, even the people below are worried.

Gu Jinghong came back after wandering around in the lamp. He was smiling at Pei Zhuang, who was under the stage. He opened his mouth slowly and said all the answers to the riddles he had just seen one by one.

Surprised, the shop owner hurriedly shuttles among the lamps and finds that Gu Jinghong has answered all the questions correctly.

"He didn't say that he didn't want to delay reading the lantern riddle just now. It's so great that he can save time by saying the answer directly!"

"Even the answers are like the flow, but they are God and man."

Listening to the exclamation around, bearing the envy and jealousy of the girls and women from all directions, Pei Zhuang is very pleased to find the treasure boy xiaohonghong again. It's really a long face for her sister.

Gu Jinghong came to the stage with the glass lamp and handed it to Pei Zhuang. Although there are countless such glass lamps in the palace treasure house, he took the only one for her.

"Thank you very much, young master." Pei makeup just wanted to snuggle up and lean over, and was stuffed from it.

Wang Fu Tzu, who has crossed a large crowd of people, has no vision to squeeze Pei Jiesheng aside and salute Gu Jinghong.

"This brother is well-known and has a strong memory. Wang is not as skilled as others. This lantern will give up his love to you."

"My father-in-law's age says that your grandfather is enough. Don't take advantage of it." Pei makeup is still dissatisfied with his sudden appearance and complains in a low voice.

Mr. Wang, with an embarrassed face, said with a dry smile: "I'm actually a gentleman from the school in Douhua lane. He likes to dance, write and write. I just saw that you're very good at guessing riddles. I wonder if I can ask you for advice. I'll go to the front teahouse to have a seat."

Some people treat this kind of advantage, Pei makeup thinks it's a must. Unexpectedly, Mr. Wang is very generous.

"I happen to be thirsty. Why don't we go for a seat?" Pei makeup blinks at Gu Jinghong.

Gu Jinghong nodded his head in answer.

The three came to the teahouse together. Today, the business is very prosperous. Little two is so busy that he has to hit his heels. Seeing the three of them come in and just say hello to the second floor, he hurried to the basement.

As soon as Pei Zhuang came in, he smelt a sharp smell of active collaterals ointment. Generally, only the practitioners can use this kind of ointment. That is to say, there are definitely more than one martial arts people in the teahouse.

"The people here are not simple. Be careful." Pei makeup lowered his voice to Gu Jinghong.

In fact, Gu Jinghong is also aware of the clue. He is afraid that he won't say until he has swept Pei's interest. Unexpectedly, she is even more exaggerated than him and has been staring at people around him.

Mr. Wang looked at Pei's makeup and Gu Jinghong. He asked him in a low voice, "is your wife's eyes OK? Does she look uncomfortable?"

"No problem. When she was a child, she broke her brain and behaved differently from ordinary people."

Pei Zhuang gave Gu Jinghong a cold look. Just as she was about to make a move, a sharp arrow pierced the window paper and stabbed straight into the table board in front of them. It was so powerful that the point of the arrow fell into the board.

"Killed! Help Master Wang shouted in fright.

Countless sharp arrows flew in from the window and came straight in their direction.

"Hide."

Gu Jinghong directly shoved Pei makeup under the table. As soon as she got in, she found that Wang Fu Zi had been hiding under the table shivering.