Meng Hanwu was in front of the door, and the ice on her cheeks was about to freeze the entire door frame.

Who is going to take on the son-in-law?

How did she become here to clear out those competitors for Zhu Minglang?

Meng Hanwu hesitated for a moment, but finally stayed in front of the princess's mansion. As long as he could complete this mission, he would be a guard for Zhu Minglang, just act as a guard for a while!

...

After sitting down, Zhu Minglang found that everyone was in the palace, surrounded by maple trees that looked as red as clouds, some fine wine, a few plates of exquisite fruits, and some pens, ink, paper and inkstones. If it weren't for confirming that this was the Princess' Mansion, Zhu Minglang would have thought he had entered a college examination room.

"The princess likes poetry, please write a poem while waiting, as the impression of her first meeting." said a very tall palace maid.

Test your literary talent??

I really got it right.

Is Princess Luoshui screening out some expensive and incredible fools that are ignorant of big words?

Although Zhu Minglang is not proficient in poetry and talent, he is basically the only one who should know the knowledge in a family like Zhumen that likes to collect antiques and famous paintings.

After writing a poem about red leaves, Zhu Minglang began to look at the people around him.

What surprised Zhu Minglang was that there was an acquaintance here, the Prince Liang who had lost his front teeth in the Dragon Girl Hall!

"Zhang San, Zhang Er, Zhang Yi, it's this guy, chop him up for me!!" Prince Liang also saw Zhu Minglang and was immediately furious.

This roar, the missing front teeth were exposed, making him, who was originally arrogant and vicious, extremely funny, making the palace maids laugh.

"Prince Liang, this is in the mansion, not in the sect. I also hope that Prince Liang will restrain himself. If you have any grudges, you can wait until you leave the mansion before dealing with it." The tone of the palace maid intensified.

"Okay, okay, you boy, wait for me!" Prince Liang's face turned red, and he held his pen and started writing poems. He flew and phoenix danced, but he was so rude.

Perhaps the princess set up this poem test to remove the character like Prince Liang.

Zhu Minglang looked around and found that there was a scholar-like young man with a unique temperament. His pen was a bit strange. When he wrote, he seemed to have a momentum, as if he had instilled some kind of power on the white paper. The lines of black ink words were as if he was lying in a dragon and tiger, which made people feel a sense of awe.

What is this ability?

Zhu Minglang is a dragon shepherd who has Dragon Lord at least. If the other party is playing some calligraphy tricks, it is impossible for him to have such strange emotions.

The scholar put down his pen, then closed his eyes and rested, not talking to others, and no longer cared about the surroundings, just like those swaying little maple trees...

Zhu Minglang looked at another place and saw a relatively mature man. He gave people a sense of elegance. He didn't even have any special things, but the guardian standing beside him seemed to be a very powerful dragon shepherd. There was a dragon breath lingering around him, like a mountain hidden in the thick fog!

"This guy is not forty, but he is still thirty-eight. Why are you still competing for princesses with us young people?" Zhu Minglang sat closer to the man, so he asked.

"I'm ashamed to say that I've been busy with state affairs and have not been married yet. It's just that the country has been stable over the years. I've been walking around to this country, so I want to give it a try." The mature man looked very easy-going and said with a generous smile.

"My door, my wishes." Zhu Minglang introduced himself.

"Tu Guo, Tu Wenhe." The mature man replied.

"Tu Guo? I really don't hear much. Where is it?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"It's normal for Mr. Zhu to not hear it. I changed the country's name. I am not a talented person, so I simply let the country follow my surname Tu." Tu Wen said peacefully.

Zhu Minglang had no reaction on the surface, but was shocked!

He is a cruel person!

Let the country take his surname!

This guy is a hunter!

In the Jiting Dynasty, there were many teams of Dragon Shepherds. They specialized in major countries and even served the country's army, helped them attack cities and occupy territory.

Of course, there are also some dragon shepherds themselves who are rulers, constantly occupying cities and collecting high taxes on cities...

Some of the Dragon Shepherd Teams have the ambition of hunting countries. Those important city-states and rich countries are their prey!

Those who steal the hook will be punished, and those who steal the country will be punished.

This sentence is perfectly expressed in such a person!

They hunt the country and let the entire country be vassalized under their Dragon Shepherd's Army. When the interests of this country are drained, they will leave and let the country rot on their own!

The hunter is the top of the title of Dragon Shepherd Team. No wonder the guards around this person give people a feeling of oppression like a mountain. Zhu Minglang couldn't help but look at this seemingly elegant older man with admiration.

Of course, there are two types of hunters. One is that they are willing to govern, so that those countries that have no order can be explained by themselves are orderly.

The other is equivalent to locusts passing through the border. They just want to sweep the country's resources and don't care about the consequences. After all, they don't have the idea of ​​domination and management at all, and they just serve their huge dragon group.

"If you become the prince-in-law, wouldn't Brother Tu stay in this Miaoguo capital? The women here don't want their men to show up in public?" Zhu Minglang said.

"Haha, this depends on the situation.\u001d" Tu Wenhe seemed very confident, as if the rules and regulations of Miaoguo might not be able to bind him.

Just as he was talking, a man walked in from outside. He was short and handsome. Seeing that everyone had started writing poetry, he found a seat to sit down.

"Which one belongs to Zhumen?" As soon as he sat down, the handsome short man asked.

"Below." Zhu Minglang replied.

"Look for someone to guard the gate next time, find someone better." The short and handsome man said.

Zhu Minglang then remembered that he had asked Meng Hanwu to guard the gate and did not allow anyone to step into the princess's mansion again.

This short and handsome man actually defeated Meng Hanwu!

Sure enough, within a while, Meng Hanwu ran in, with many beads of sweat on her forehead and hair. She glanced around and seemed to be a little unwilling to give in and wanted to continue fighting with the short and handsome man.

"Forget it, I have that ability.\u001d" Zhu Minglang said to Meng Hanwu.

"What does it have to do with you!" Meng Hanwu glared at Zhu Minglang.

"Girl, go back to the mountain to practice for a few more years. Your swordsmanship is still very rough, and you are cold and have no femininity. I have no interest in getting involved with you." The short and handsome man said.

Zhu Minglang couldn't help laughing.

Well said.

It’s cold all day long and has no good expression. It’s not a problem of whether a woman is a woman or not, but the lack of humanity.

However, Meng Hanwu's cultivation should be similar to Bai Qinan, and her strength can crush her. It seems that the person who came in the end is indeed very strong.
Chapter completed!