After the New Year’s Eve dinner, everyone gathered in Zhaixing Tower to stay up to the New Year.

Zhaixing Tower was not big and there were many people. Most of the old men in black squatted on the wall, and the roof was crowded with people. Below were drinking, bragging, or arguing, and it was very lively.

The children were running outside with many snow wolf, tiger and dogs, but they really couldn't get in here. Fortunately, the place outside was big and they could play casually.

The women sat in the main hall, and the main hall of Zhaixing Tower was not big. The women gathered together and filled all the chairs they could sit on.

There was a sound of firecrackers coming from afar, and the mansion next door was filled with a scent of joy everywhere.

Lao Ming was surrounded by the crowd and talked about his difficult treasure digging incident. He did not dare to blame Prince Anfeng, but he also wanted to have a topic with his sons. It was rare that they were interested, so he talked about it.

Originally, I was talking, but I don’t know who suggested dancing a sword and playing fist, so a space was empty in the yard. The old men in black got off the stage first. The sword technique was not beautiful at all, and they were full of murderous aura everywhere, but it made people feel extremely at ease.

The Supreme Emperor also played a few moves with Xiaoyao Gong.

The Supreme Emperor once vowed that literature would surpass Chu Xiaowu and martial arts would surpass Xiaoyao Gong, but the final result was that literature would surpass Xiaoyao Gong, and martial arts would surpass Chu Xiaowu, and in his own words, both civil and military defeated them, which was a bad thing for a while.

When he was the emperor and the Supreme Emperor, he neglected martial arts practice. It was only in the past two years that he had practiced. After a few moves with Xiaoyao Gong, he became addicted and said he wanted to play a few moves with his son Lao Ming.

Everyone looked at Lao Ming enthusiastically.

Lao Ming's face turned pale on the spot.

He stood up and said in shame: "Father, my son twisted his waist a few days ago. The imperial doctor said it was advisable to rest and not to use force."

"Injured?

That's just right!"

The Supreme Emperor wiped the sweat from his forehead, threw the sword in his hand, turned around and took Xiaoyao Gong's sword, "Stand up and don't be like a sissy."

Lao Ming hurriedly took the sword, and when he heard this, he felt that the nightmare of his youth had begun to come back.

When he was young, his father always asked him to be both civil and military, but even he could not do this, but he asked him so.

Every year during the Chinese New Year, the father always tests his sword skills. As long as he says this, he will definitely be beaten miserably.

Lao Ming felt that this New Year was not happy at all.

After all, he is the status of the Supreme Emperor, how could he be beaten in front of so many people, especially his son and grandson?

But Prince Anfeng ordered, "Don't show mercy, no one can show mercy, see some real skills."

He could only bite his teeth and come up.

"Change branches and don't use swords!"

The princess walked out, flew up, broke two branches, took the sword and removed the leaves, and asked them to change the sword in their hands, "The sword has no eyes!"

Lao Ming, who had changed his branches, had a weaker face. If he used a sword, his father would show mercy and would not really hurt him. If he changed his branches, what else would he have to worry about?

He didn't dare to fight, he could only get beaten.

Sure enough, after I went on stage, I was basically beaten by me with branches, on my legs, body, arms, shoulders, neck, head, and face. Any empty spaces that were exposed must be taken a few times.

Prince Anfeng shouted, "You can't hold back, see the truth!"

Lao Ming, who was beaten to the pain all over his body, heard this, made up his mind, swung the branch and thrust the Supreme Emperor's head. However, when the Supreme Emperor glared with round eyes, he was so scared that he hurriedly stopped and struck the locust tree next to him.

But this revealed a lot of loopholes, and the Supreme Emperor immediately entangled him and threw him in a row.

The Supreme Emperor took advantage of the drunkenness and wanted to try how hard Lao Ming had achieved his martial arts after retirement, but he didn't know that he was weak by taking action, and it had little to do with his fear of fighting back. He was really not good at martial arts.

The Supreme Emperor regretted it a little. After all, there were so many juniors present. If he lost his face, it would make him feel uncomfortable and wanted to give in a few moves, so he rushed to fight back. The purpose was to let him see that he didn't care about defense and could fight back at this time.

But Lao Ming just didn't attack and just kept hiding, which made the Supreme Emperor trip with his left foot and his right foot and deliberately fell to the ground, which was considered a defeat to protect his face.

Yuwenhao hurriedly stepped forward and helped the Supreme Emperor up, and asked with concern: "Is the emperor's grandfather okay?"

The Supreme Emperor shook his head and saw Lao Ming standing there with a gray face. He knew that he had lost face and said to Lao Wu: "You have a few moves with your father!"

The fifth child, Laozi, was filial and knew that it would be good to let his father get some face.

Lao Wu agreed happily, but he had no intention of giving in. He mainly wanted to help the emperor's grandfather get some face, because the emperor's grandfather saw that he wanted to win, but lost because of a stumbling block. He probably felt uncomfortable, so he wanted to help him get a lottery back to make him feel more relieved.

So, he took the branch and shook his eyes at his father, signaling to collude to the emperor and grandfather to take a step. However, Lao Ming saw it and thought that he wanted to let the water go, and his heart warmed up, his son was sensible.

When the fight started, Yu Wenhao attacked repeatedly, forcing Lao Ming to retreat step by step, and was in a mess. Everyone couldn't bear to see it, and they all turned their heads to cover their faces.

The Supreme Emperor was embarrassed enough to see it. Old Chu whispered in his ear: "You three have no tacit understanding and have no spiritual connection at all."

The Supreme Emperor stretched out his five fingers to cover his face. Chu Xiaowu was right. He had no tacit understanding with Lao Ming, and Lao Ming and Lao Wu did not have tacit understanding.

After the battle.

Lao Ming is so sad. He doesn’t want to stay up to the New Year anymore and wants to go back to Meizhuang as soon as possible.

Lao Wu is very happy. This New Year is so meaningful and we will continue next year.

Next, the old men in black took turns to play and quickly wiped out the embarrassment. However, when Yuwenhao was holding the wine and wanted to have a drink with his father, he ignored him, which made him feel inexplicable.

When we were at midnight, the firecrackers were lit and the loud noise shook the sky. The red firecracker skin exploded like flying kapoks. The place where the firecrackers burned was full of redness.

The children were all so happy that they ran after the walls and firecrackers. The buns hugged Guagua and ran the fastest. Guagua was laughing and dancing. No one could catch up. They just stood in the yard, listening to the sound of firecrackers, and congratulated each other.

"Damn it, it's on fire!"

I don't know who shouted.

Everyone looked over and saw that behind the layers of buildings, flames soared into the sky, smoke quickly enveloped, and the sound of firecrackers became very abnormal, crackling and thumping, as if a bunch of firecrackers were blown up.

Yuwenhao and Yuan Qingling knew what was going on at a glance. The difficult parents hurried over and hurriedly ran over with their hands and sighed at the same time.

The place where the fire was caught was the yard where Master Huizong lived in the past. The yard was burning red. Guagua clapped her hands hard in the arms of Baozi. The flames reflected her pink face. She smiled so hard that her eyebrows and eyes were bent, and she was so happy that she wanted to dance in the fire.

After finally putting out the fire, everyone was covered in dirt. Looking at the blackened yard, I felt that the New Year was really difficult.
Chapter completed!