For three days in a row, Yang Xingchen has been teaching Yang Guang and Lin Xiao all kinds of skills. Not to mention, although their martial arts are not very good, their brains are still very flexible. After a few days, they have learned everything else, but they have not learned armed helicopters.

Although it was the first time for Yang Xingchen to drive, he didn't have to be afraid at all. The big deal is to hold the plane in your hand or put it in the ring space when it crashes. But Yang Guang and Yang Guang don't have this ability. They have different abilities and bear different pressures.

In order to dispel their worries, Yang Xingchen gave each of them a piece of mantra paper, which can be used to make people fall down when the plane crashes. Two people this just at ease of open, once the state of mind open, learn quickly, not only the plane learned, also learned how to parachute. Only then did they know that the umbrella really worked.

After the two men were taught, Yang Xingchen's own business was as hot as tea under the management of xiaogongju. His shop is located in the most luxurious area in the southern suburb of the imperial city. The name of the shop was raised by Xiaogong. When Yang Xingchen saw the name, he almost didn't faint. You don't understand the color dog world!

I go, this name rises, Yang Xingchen grabbed to scratch a head, express oneself really did not understand.

Since xiaogongju really has the ability to hold up the store, Yang Xingchen doesn't care much. He goes out of the store to hang out with the old ruffian. I didn't have the time or the mood to enjoy the scenery here before, but now it's different. This time I'm willing to cross here to do business. If I want to go back to the earth, I can do it at any time, then I'm in a different mood.

"Son of a bitch, I find that you are more and more interested in this place. Do you plan to live here for a long time?" Seeing that Yang Xingchen had to study everything, the old ruffian couldn't help asking curiously.

Yang Xingchen said with a smile, "although I don't live here long, don't forget that Yi Guyue is pregnant with my child. In the future, my child will be the king here. Just here, I have to do a good research here, to understand the humanities, culture and customs here, in order to better assist her mother and son to be the king

The old ruffian called out the wine jar and poured a mouthful of wine. "Son of a bitch, I think if you want to make Yiguo stronger and bigger, you should dare to reuse new ministers. Look at those ministers in the court. Aren't they old-fashioned? Once people get older, they are not only slow to death, but also conservative. Let's talk about the weapons you sent. They are obviously well intentioned, but they are said by these conservatives to be lazy people who don't learn martial arts. It's really speechless. "

Hearing the old ruffian say this, Yang Xingchen thought for a while and said, "don't say that, these old guys' words really have some truth. If Yiguo's generals rely on such advanced weapons and ignore martial arts, their physique will be more and more degraded. Just like human beings on earth, everything depends on technology products, resulting in poorer physical fitness. So I have to suggest that Yi Guyue should pay attention to martial arts. "

As they talked and walked, they wandered from the south city to the east city. At this time, there were bursts of cheers from the front. The old ruffian himself is a spectator. Yang Xingchen came to observe and learn. Of course, he saw where he went.

Two people crowded into the crowd, suddenly stunned. I saw a girl in her twenties singing with an old man who was blind. This book is nothing strange. What's strange is that the dog next to the two makes all kinds of movements with the girl's singing. Then, when the crowd was excited and yelling, he stood up, holding a small bowl in his front paw, and asked people for money one by one.

"Damn, I said what this guy is doing when he runs out after dinner these days. It turns out he's helping people sing."

Just when Yang Xingchen reached out and was ready to take out two gold coins and put them in the bowl Lao Lai was holding, suddenly someone said, "get out of the way, get out of the way, let's go in and have a look!"

When they looked back, they all screamed and scattered around.

Yang Xingchen saw that it was four young people in very luxurious clothes, with a group of slaves to drink away the crowd, and a group of people came in blatantly. The head of the horse face man's face looks like a wine, in front of the singing girl on the outflow of saliva.

At this time, someone nearby whispered, "no, how many women are favored by Lord Qin? This girl is going to suffer!

Another young man said, "not necessarily. It's a new generation. I heard that the new king's governance is very strict. If he dares to do something extraordinary, the new king will never forgive him."

An old man shook his head, "no, no, since ancient times, officials have protected each other. Maybe the new king is very strict, but she is in the palace, how can she know the people's affairs? This group of bird officials are responsible for the affairs of ordinary people, so the new king doesn't know at all! "

"I can't tell you," said the young man

The old man snorted coldly, "Suiyu? You think it's opera? Can you get into the Royal compound? Besides, even if you have the ability to enter the Royal compound, you still can't see the king himself. Your paper is only given to the manager there. He is giving it to the king. Do you really think the king will take your paper face to face? "Next to him, an uncle nodded and said, "yes, if the manager is a stupid official again, he will press down your paper, or he will convict you of breaking into the palace. Then you don't know how you died! You see this horse faced guy in the audience. He is the son of prime minister Qin. The prime minister is also the red man around the new king. How many of them can win him? Let alone ordinary people. "

At this time, a stout man next to the horse faced man said, Mr. Qin, do you like that woman? I'll get her for you now, little brother. "

Seeing the horse faced man nodding, the stout man took a square step and took out three gold coins from his pocket. "Hey, little girl, do you see what this is? Gold coin! I'm afraid you haven't used it in your life, have you? It doesn't matter. Mr. Qin likes to listen to your songs. In this way, as long as you follow him to the restaurant room and sing to him alone, the three gold coins will be yours. How's it going? "

The singer stepped back two steps in horror, and her one eyed father put down her erhu. I'm sorry, my father and daughter only sing in the street. They never sing in the hall, let alone go to the room to sing for others. Please forgive me