Zhu Ying could both fight and write poetry. A year ago, she won Li Wan'er's heart with a poem: "If life were only like the first sight, why would autumn wind make the cicada wings sad!",Just now, a few jailers tried to bully Li Wan'er. Zhu Ying stood up for her and, relying on the kung fu taught by his slovenly master, knocked down several people in three or five moves. Unexpectedly, this attracted more jailers. A tiger is no match for a pack of wolves, and in the end, he was knocked unconscious by a blow to the head!,After that, the two picked up their chopsticks and started eating. To be honest, the taste of the dish was really not good, far inferior to the home-cooked dishes of later generations with various seasonings!。