The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

"What? What's new? " Pang Yi looked at him in such a small and energetic manner. He liked him more and more. He couldn't help pinching his hand on he Siwen's face and said, "or did Uncle Kong teach you?"

"Yes, great uncle Kong's Kung Fu!" He Siwen hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice, raised his chin to pangyi, and said with a little provocation, "Uncle Kong also said that you can beat uncle Pang down within 30 moves!"

"Listen to him!" Pang Yi got angry and clapped his thigh. "When I was a real villain in the south of Xinjiang, he was still playing mud in the northeast! I may be inferior to him in Snowman making and snowball fighting, but when it comes to Kung Fu, I can make sure that I can kneel him and call him big brother in ten moves! "

"But Uncle Pang..." He Siwen looked at pangyi's obviously protruding abdomen, hesitated and said, "you're a lot fatter than uncle Kong now. Are you flexible?"

Pang Yi's life has been very comfortable in recent years. The year before last, xiao'an has added a fortune to him. He has a good wife and a pair of smart children. He is really envious of others. Besides, his career is also called a magnanimous one. Last year, the old minister of the Ministry of military relapsed and returned home. Pang Yi, the Minister of the Ministry of military, took over the post of minister of military. He was Zhong Mingwei's The right arm of his left arm is even more prominent now. Only after taking the position of minister can he go hunting on behalf of the emperor. His position in the court can be seen clearly. His family career is smooth and smooth. Pang Yi is unavoidably broad-minded and fat. His stomach has been bulging in the past two years, but his body is already big. At first glance, he can't see it. But sitting at this time, he can see it at a glance.

"It's said that I'm a little bit fat. If I have a baby, I can beat him more than enough!" Pang Yi snorted coldly. Looking at he Siwen's disbelief, he sat on his lap and asked in a deep voice, "what's the matter? Don't you believe in uncle

"No, I was thinking about something else..." He Siwen shook his head and frowned in embarrassment. "Uncle Pang, you say uncle Kong is so good at Kung Fu, and he is the leader of our great Zhou imperial army. But how can he defeat Uncle Chen who can't even master Kung Fu? I've seen it with my own eyes. Uncle Chen can beat uncle Kong away with a feather duster. "He Siwen looked at Pang Yi's face, which stiffened in a moment. He said that Pang Yi didn't believe it, so he hurriedly continued," really, uncle Kong seemed to drink too much wine outside that day, and came back to talk nonsense to Uncle Chen. Uncle Chen first endured the attack and took care of it Uncle Kong had a rest, but the next morning, when Uncle Kong woke up, Uncle Chen turned his face! Take such a long feather duster out of the gall flask and chase uncle Kong to fight! Uncle Kong was beaten to death! Run all over the yard! I'm sorry while running, tut tut Tut, it's really miserable, even worse than my ganniang Darrell. "

He Siwen grew up beside zhongmingwei and Meiya, and also grew up with the little prince and the little princess. So zhongmingwei and Meiya always regarded him as their own child. Two years ago, when he Chengzhi returned to the capital, he Siwen officially recognized zhongmingwei and Meiya as godfather and godmother, but he could not call them to outsiders at ordinary times In front of these close ministers, Pang Yi didn't have much to avoid.

"Uncle Pang, why don't you talk all the time?" He Siwen spoke for a long time, thirsty, took the water bag and "gududu" to drink the water. After drinking it, he looked at pangyi's stiff face and didn't speak. It seemed a bit awkward. He Siwen put down the water bag and wiped his mouth. Then he said, "Uncle Pang, do you know why Uncle Kong can't beat Uncle Chen? I went to ask my father last time, but he kept staring at me and didn't tell me the reason. "