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Chapter 133: I was really assassinated, not framed!(1/2)

. "But Master Wukong, why do I think this thing is not the same as jumping around immediately?"

"What do you kid know?" Wukong reached out and knocked on Li Chengqian's mind. "What I taught you are so profound and profound gymnastics. If you can integrate all the single and double bars, high and uneven bars, hanging rings, saddle horses, balance beams and other things, hum! Then you..."

"Then I can jump around right away?" Li Chengqian, a little fat man, looked at Wukong with hope. Ranking of the fictional historical novels. Ranking of the fictional historical novels. Ranking of the fictional historical novels. Ranking of the fictional historical novels. Ranking of the fictional historical novels.

It’s hard to say if you jump around right away, but you can definitely be selected for the Tang Dynasty Gymnastics national team. If your father is willing to run such a gymnastics team then.

Of course, if your father is unwilling to set up a gymnastics team for you, you can actually make one by yourself! Don’t worry, if you really show up, I will definitely go and shout it out for you if you are a match!

"So, the beautiful front is waiting for you, brave boy, go and create miracles!" Wukong patted Li Chengqian's head with encouragement. "Okay, now go to the horizontal bar and pull up..."

"Master, the question is, what should I do if I can't do any pull-ups?"

"Idiot!" Goku replied sternly, "This means that your arms are powerless, go do twenty push-ups first!"

Seeing the little fat man reluctantly lying down on the stone floor drawn by Wukong, he started doing push-ups, Wukong immediately spoke and guided the little fat man again, "Pushup, I ask you to do push-ups to exercise your arms, not to do belly support to exercise your belly, put your belly away for me."

In the next two hours, under the guidance of Wukong, the little fat man carried out various equipment exercises. It was not until he finally practiced Li Chengqian like a dog and started sticking out his tongue. The training class was almost over.

In fact, this little fat man Li Chengqian was surprised that Wukong was able to persist in physical training for such a few days. You should know that this guy has a famous product in history for fishing for three days and two days of drying the net, and is known as a waste of money who is patient in nothing.

Now it seems that this little fat man lacks training, and in general, he lacks training.

After asking the generals of the Tiance Mansion to help the fat man out of Zhuangyan Temple and leave in a carriage, Wukong walked around casually and came to the most remote corner of Zhuangyan Temple, where no one would come. When Zhuangyan Temple was rich, it was in front of the gate of the side courtyard where the pilgrims were used to entertain pilgrims.

"Senior Brother Zhixing, how are you doing?" Wukong took out a mask at the door and put it on, then pushed open the door, and looked inside with two big eyes with a smile.

The yard is now in a mess, with pockets and other things piled up everywhere. In the middle of the yard, Zhixing was also wearing a big mask and was pounding a mortar hard. As his hands rose and fell, his feet were grinding something one after another. Tang Dynasty Good Monk Online Reading Tang Dynasty Good Monk Online Reading

"Hmph!" Zhixing turned his head when he saw Wukong and ignored him.

"Ah, I've actually ground up so much saltpeter and sulfur." ​​Wukong didn't care about Zhixing's attitude, picked up the bags placed next to the yard and looked at it. "It's true that he is the best among Shaolin monks, Senior Brother Zhixing. He is really wise and powerful. If I had done it myself, it would have to be at least ten days..."

"Don't talk to me, I'm sorry!"

Well, since Wukong's plan to blow up Lingxuan Temple to the sky was stopped by Zhixing, Wukong, a shameless guy, had to go to Lingxuan Temple to investigate every day, and handed over the task of making sulfur, saltpeter and charcoal into powder to Zhixing on the grounds that he had to go to Lingxuan Temple to investigate every day.

As a result, the poor Zhixing sat in this yard every day and smashed sulfur and saltpeter. Of course, if this was the case alone, Zhixing would not have any big opinions, but he couldn't resist a shameless little monk who had to come and go around a few times every day and praise him!

This kind of behavior of eating fruits seems to be praised but actually showing off makes Zhixing extremely unhappy!

After seeing that Zhixing's face had turned black, Wukong wisely stopped talking. Now Zhixing's anger has already Marx. If you want to say one more thing, Zhixing will turn into a violent and violent move and use all kinds of big moves.

Although Senior Brother Zhixing would not do anything to himself even if he used his ultimate move? But can he say that the next few hundred kilograms of sulfur and saltpeter be ground by himself?

If you become a warrior when you speak, the tribe will be over! Do you want your hero to mine and log?

Wukong carried the various powders that Zhixing had ground during the day and slipped to another corner of the yard silently. He began to match the things according to the proportions, then spread the prepared gunpowder flat, sprinkle some water on it, and make it into granular shapes.

"I'm so crazy, I'm doing this with you.

"Zhixing glanced at Wukong with a squinting eyes. "Damn it first smashed these things into momo, and then watered them into pieces, just taking off the kuba and farting them."

"I have nothing to say to you, an illiterate person!"

"What did you say?" Zhixing was angry and threw the mortar aside. "I'm not going to do it anymore!"

"Hero, I'm wrong!"

Just as Wukong and Zhixing were nervously preparing gunpowder, something he didn't know spread throughout Chang'an City at the speed of lightning. Read the full text of the good monk in the Tang Dynasty

His Royal Highness Li Jiancheng is assassinated!

"What did you say?" Li Jiancheng looked at the thing Feng Li brought up with disbelief. "You said this was found out from the female assassin?"

What is this? This is a talisman, and there are actually four words "Yuanshi Tianzun" on it. In Chang'an City, only the Shangqing School can write such things!

When did I ask you to frame the Shangqing Sect?

"That's right!" Feng Li replied seriously, "This was found in the clothes of the female assassin..."

"Feng Li, tell me honestly. Read the full text of the good monk in the Tang Dynasty." Li Jiancheng lowered his head and whispered to Feng Li, "Who told you to do this?"

"Isn't it your order to find out the identity of this assassin?" Feng Li was surprised. "I am the captain of the Eastern Palace, of course I listen to your words."

"But I haven't asked you to do this before." Li Jiancheng pointed the talisman with disgust.

"But this was indeed found in the female assassin's clothes!" Feng Li looked at Li Jiancheng with a blank look on his face.

Li Jiancheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Feng Li's expression carefully. Well, this doesn't seem to be pretending, and Li Jiancheng also knew that he was a very straightforward, stubborn, honest person who wrote his joys, angers, sorrows and happiness on his face.

Could it be that this matter is not fake?

"What clothes did you find this in this female assassin's clothes?" Li Jiancheng continued to ask.

"This" Feng Li blushed and said with a embarrassed expression. "It's hard to say to my subordinates!"

"Say!" Li Jiancheng replied, "Don't have any worries!"

"Yes!" Feng Li replied vigorously, "I was found in the female assassin's bellyband interlayer."

"Belly band mezzanine?"

"Yes!" Feng Li then replied, "This talisman was sewn in the interlayer of the female assassin's bellyband, just in the middle of the two **s..."

Now!

The Ranshi palace maids around couldn't help laughing!

Li Jiancheng glanced left and right seriously, stopped laughing, and then said to Feng Li, "Where are you bringing that wiping xiong?"

"Yes!" Feng Li waved his hand,... The Eastern Palace Guard came over and placed a torn wipe on the plate in front of Li Jiancheng. With disgust, Li Jiancheng picked up the wipe with Ruyi on the table and observed it carefully. The ranking list of Urban Rebirth Novels

Feng Li did not lie. This talisman must have been in this dress, because Li Jiancheng even saw a corner of the talisman still sewn in the clothes, and it was in the middle of two layers of cloth. If you check it carefully, you would easily miss the talisman. Urban Rebirth Novel Ranking

"Report!" Another Eastern Palace Guard walked in. "Report to the Crown Prince, the identity of the female assassin has been found out."

"explain!"

"This assassin is named Qiuxiang, a native of Yangzhou. During the Daye period, he fled to Chang'an. "The East Palace Wei replied in a vain, "his father is now Lingxuan Temple and is a Taoist of Fireworks."

Lingxuan Temple Shangqing School, Talismans, Assassin!

That's right, they all met. This was actually sent by Taoist priests from the Shangqing Sect to assassinate me! What kind of grudge do I have with them? I didn't even consider stolen them. They actually did such a tragic thing.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the voice of Neishi, "Report to your Highness, Prince Xi, Ma Wei to seek a visit!"

"Prince!"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince" soon saw Wei Zheng running in with a panic look on his face. "I heard that Your Highness was assassinated..."

"It's okay!" Li Jiancheng waved his hand and said, "It's just a skin injury."

Although it was scary to see the blood flowing around Li Jiancheng's waist and his clothes were dyed red when he caught the assassin and the medical officer arrived and untied Li Jiancheng's clothes only to find out that the female assassin was not sure whether it was because of nervousness or insufficient strength. As a result, the hairpin did not stab in, but cut a large hole in Li Jiancheng's waist obliquely. Although it looked scary, it was actually not a big problem.

"That's good, that's good!" Wei Zheng looked shocked and said, "Your Highness, I wonder who is so bold, dares to assassinate Your Highness?"

"There are those Taoist priests from the Shangqing Sect!" Li Jiancheng replied hatred, and then pointed at the talisman in front of him with his hand. "Look, the physical evidence is here."

"The Taoist priest of the Shangqing Sect?" Wei Zhenglu showed a strange god. "So that's it. Your Highness, you are not a minister who speaks frankly. But no matter how kind you are, no matter how kind you are and how kind you are to your subordinates, you don't have to take risks in person. If anything..."

Wait, why does this sound a little wrong!

"The so-called son of a thousand gold cannot sit in the hall!" Wei Zheng clasped his fists with his hands and bowed deeply. "Your Highness, you only need to arrange this kind of thing to find evidence. Naturally, someone will work hard for the palace. Why do you have to do it yourself and damage the dragon body? Forgive me to say disrespectful words. Your Highness, you are really unwise to do this. You must never act like this in the future!"

Whatever you do and what I do, I will be unwise!

After being told by Wei Zheng like this, Li Jiancheng was a little confused, but Li Jiancheng was not a fool, so he quickly reacted, oh! Wei Zheng meant that this Shangqing School assassin was a play I found to perform, in order to build the Shangqing School!

Li Jiancheng felt that he had not yet breathed up, and he was holding it in front of xiong with a bang. Ranking of the top historical novels

"Wei Xima!" Li Jiancheng seriously explained to Wei Zheng, "I was really assassinated by Taoist priests from Shangqing Sect!"

"Of course you were assassinated by Taoist priests from Shangqing Sect, absolutely!" Wei Zheng looked righteous and arrogant. "I don't want to be honest with you, and I want to prove that you are assassinated by Taoist priests from Shangqing Sect."

Why does this sound so awkward?

"Wei Xima!" Li Jiancheng gritted his teeth and continued, "I was really assassinated by Taoist priests from Shangqing Sect. This is not a stake!" "Who said this is a stake!" Wei Zheng replied without hesitation, "Who said this is a stake! Your Highness, you are assassinated by others, this is what everyone sees. Don't worry, if someone dares to slander Your Highness like this, even if the ministers try their best to find your innocence!"

"But I am really..."

"That's right, your highness, you are really assassinated." Wei Zheng was a little worried and reminded him again, "Your Highness, you can only say this at any time even if you come to His Majesty, you have to say this. You are really assassinated by Taoist priests from Shangqing Sect.

"But I really don't..."

"Although it is not worth it for your highness to do such a thing yourself, it is not completely unhealthy." Wei Zheng replied to himself, "At least, your highness can let Your Majesty know your respect for him and your painstaking efforts to sacrifice yourself. Although it seems that the King of Qin won this time, in His Majesty's mind, Your Majesty, you won..."

What is self-sacrifice? I have no intention of sacrificing at all, okay, I am really stabbed by someone, okay, I really didn’t have a stake in Shangqing Pie. OK!

Damn, isn't anyone who can listen to me tell the truth?

"I congratulate you!" Wei Zheng bowed and bowed to Li Jiancheng.

"Xuancheng is not given gifts, no gifts!" Li Jiancheng smiled twice without a smile, and reached out to help Wei Zheng up. At this time, Li Jiancheng suddenly felt that he was more depressed than before he was assassinated. But what Li Jiancheng didn't know was that there were people who were more depressed than him now.

"What is this brother Gu doing?" After hearing the news of Li Jiancheng's assassination, Li Shimin almost kicked out several cases in front of him. "When Gu was about to go to war, he was assassinated. Isn't he clearly saying that this is what Gu did?"

"Your Highness, don't panic!" Fang Xuanling comforted Li Shimin, "Now the Turks are worried that the prince is just assassinated. It's nothing serious. Even if the prince is really seriously injured and dying, it will not affect your nobleman."

"Yes, there is no impact now, but what if I wait for the orphan to defeat the sudden person?

Li Shimin continued, "Didn't it have any effect at that time? It's clear that he was going to do this to be a stake in front of his father..."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince can be a thief, but Your Majesty is not the kind of person who does not distinguish right from wrong."
To be continued...
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