Chapter 33: Are You Worthy?
An hour passed quickly, Ren Yi coughed twice, pinched his throat, and stood up.
"Class! It's not three o'clock in the afternoon, it's still here, don't be late!"
After speaking, Ren Yi walked out.
The crowd slowly departed in groups.
Qian Qian looked at Li Qingyun and Wan Keyong and asked, "Are you going to the canteen?"
Li Qingyun shook his head, with Zhao Xue'er here, the canteen didn't have to think about it at all, he looked at Wan Keyong and asked, "How do you solve it today?"
Wan Keyong thought for a while and said, "Okay, then I'll be cheeky again." β
Fang Ji asked strangely, "Are you going to eat in the canteen of the Orange Wind Courtyard?"
Li Qingyun said with a smile: "No, I'll go to Orange Wind No. 1 Courtyard, my fiancΓ©e will cook." β
When Fang Yong heard Li Qingyun say this, his eyes lit up and said, "Can I go?"
Qian Qian also looked at Li Qingyun.
Li Qingyun thought for a while and said, "Okay, let's go together." β
After all, it was a class, and it was quite able to speak, so Li Qingyun did not refuse.
The four of them walked out of the new room together and walked towards Orange Wind No. 1 Courtyard.
The four of them were fighting all the way, and as soon as they entered the gate of the Orange Wind Courtyard, Li Qingyun saw Zhao Xue'er, she and Jiang Zirui seemed to have just finished class.
As soon as Li Qingyun wanted to wave Zhao Xue'er, he found that Zhao Xue'er had a male disciple in a brown robe beside him in addition to Jiang Zirui.
He was talking about something while circling around Zhao Xue'er, Zhao Xue'er didn't mean to pay attention to him at all, and Jiang Zirui also looked at this person with annoyance.
Jiang Zirui saw Li Qingyun and waved happily and shouted, "Brother Qingyun!"
After speaking, he made a grimace at him, and then trotted towards Li Qingyun.
Zhao Xue'er also saw Li Qingyun and his party, and she smiled and quickened her pace.
When Jiang Zirui was about to arrive in front of Li Qingyun, she suddenly jumped up and threw herself at Li Qingyun.
Li Qingyun hurriedly took two steps forward and stretched out his hand to catch her: "Slow down! What should I do if I fall?"
Jiang Zirui smirked, then pouted and complained to Li Qingyun: "That man is so annoying! β
Li Qingyun raised his head and looked at the brown-robed young man who was walking this way, and did not answer Jiang Zirui's words.
Zhao Xue'er also walked up to Li Qingyun at this time, and said softly: "Why did you get out of class so soon, are you hungry? I'll cook for you when I go back." β
Li Qingyun shook his head with a smile, and stretched out his other hand to hold Zhao Xue'er's hand.
The young man in the brown robe also walked up to Li Qingyun, he tilted his head, looked at Li Qingyun with a little disdain and asked, "I don't care who you are, it's better to take your dog paws away quickly!"
This young man's name is Cao Si, and he is also a freshman of this year, the only son of Cao Jiang, the city lord of Yun'an City, not far from Yun'an Peak.
He and Zhao Xue'er and Jiang Zirui were studying in a lecture room, and they had been following Zhao Xue'er with a dead face since they saw Zhao Xue'er this morning.
Li Qingyun looked at him coldly, and said without a trace of emotion: "Xue'er is also called by you?
Cao Si's face flushed angrily, and he angrily stretched out his hand and pointed at Li Qingyun: "Do you want to die?"
Li Qingyun chuckled, pointed at himself and said, "I'm standing here, if you don't hack me to death with a knife today, you will be a grandson!"
Although Cao Si has a young master's temper, he is not stupid, yesterday Jiang Qian said that private fights are forbidden in the courtyard, although his father is a number of figures in this area, but he is not so strong that he doesn't even put Tianyun Shujian Academy in his eyes.
He looked at Li Qingyun resentfully and said, "Okay, you have a kind! You wait!"
After speaking, Cao Siyi flicked his sleeves and left.
"Let's go, let's go back to the yard first,"
Li Qingyun said.
He really didn't take Cao Si in his eyes, just a child.
"Hmm. β
Zhao Xue'er agreed.
"Brother Qingyun, who are the two of them?"
Jiang Zirui looked at Fang Ji and Qian Qian and asked.
Li Qingyun said with a smile: "This round-headed and round-faced person is called Fang Yong, and the one next to him is Qian Qian, and both of them are my classmates." β
"Oh," Jiang Zirui looked curiously at Fang Yong, who was smiling, "Brother Qingyun, he's so ugly." β
Fang Yong's smile suddenly stiffened on his face, Qian Qian, Li Qingyun and Wan Keyong looked at Fang Yong's stiff expression very unscrupulously, and laughed.
"Zirui, don't talk nonsense. β
Zhao Xue'er also smiled and patted Jiang Zirui gently.
The six of them walked towards the No. 1 courtyard together, Jiang Zirui was still hanging on Li Qingyun's arm like a gourd.
Fang Yong and Qian Qian looked at Li Qingyun from behind, holding a red-clothed Zhao Xue'er in his hand, and a cute-looking Jiang Zirui hanging on his arm, and they were very envious.
Fang Yong stabbed Qian Qian with his arm: "Old Qian, when did you say that we can have this blessing." β
He is so big, he hasn't taken the little girl's hand yet.
Qian Qian thought about it very seriously and said, "You probably can't be saved, but I should have such a day." β
Fang Yong turned his head and looked at Qian Qian unkindly, he couldn't be more serious with Jiang Zirui, couldn't he hammer Qian Qian?
Qian Qian smiled: "Just kidding! What are you anxious about, we are only teenagers, and we will have time to find it in the future." β
Fang Yong nodded his round head: "That's right." β
After walking a few steps, several people arrived at the No. 1 courtyard, Zhao Xue'er and Jiang Zirui went to the kitchen, Li Qingyun went to move the stools and tables, and Fang Yong and Qian Qian looked at the environment in the courtyard.
The courtyard should have been carefully cleaned, and the bluestone floor was very clean. There is a swing frame on the west side, and there are a few flowers planted in the east corner that Fang Ji and Qian Qian don't know.
Fang Yong poked his finger at Wan Keyong's arm and asked, "Brother Wan, what kind of flower is that, it's pretty good." β
Wan Keyong glanced at it and looked at Fang Yong with disdain: "This is Roselle! You don't know this? Just a few flowers are enough for you to buy a house in Yun'an Town!"
"So expensive!"
Fang Yong's eyes widened, he didn't have that much pocket money for a year.
When Qian Qian heard Wan Keyong say this, he walked over with his eyes shining, squatted in front of the flower bed, and looked at those roselles obsessively.
In his eyes, this was not a flower, but a myriad of sparkling silver ingots.
Li Qingyun set up the table and stools, invited Fang Yong and Wan Keyong to sit down, and asked curiously, "What is Brother Qian doing?"
Fang Yong waved his hand: "That guy is a money fan! Otherwise, he won't be called Qian Qian, you don't care about him, just let him squat there." β
When he first met Qian Qian, Qian Qian was squatting on the steps of their yard to count the money, smirking with drool while counting. If Qian Qian hadn't seen him enter the courtyard and immediately greeted him in a friendly manner, he would have thought that Qian Qian was a fool.
Later, after chatting for a while, I learned that Qian Qian's family has been in business for generations, but he is a profiteer. Since he was a child, his pocket money has never exceeded ten taels a year. If you want money, you have to earn it yourself, so Qian Qian will be so tanned.
Qian Qian came this time, and it was the first time that he Lao Tzu gave him so much money, a full 50,000 taels of silver tickets, leaving him for daily expenses, could he not be excited.
Li Qingyun smiled and brought tea to the two of them, and said, "You guys talk first, I'll go to the kitchen to have a look." β
After speaking, he ran to the kitchen, Fang Yong looked back at Qian Qian, pretended to sigh, shook his head, and looked like an elder.
In the kitchen, Jiang Zirui was sitting on a small bench with a focused face filling the stove with firewood, and her originally clean little face was wiped like a little cat.
Zhao Xueer was chopping vegetables with a kitchen knife around a piece of cloth.
Seeing Li Qingyun coming in, Zhao Xue'er asked suspiciously, "Why did you come in?"
Li Qingyun rubbed Jiang Zirui's hair and replied, "I'll see if there's anything I can do to help." β
Jiang Zirui raised her head and looked at Li Qingyun pitifully, and pulled his sleeve.
She is a descendant of the Far Eastern General's Palace, and she is also favored at home, and has never entered the kitchen.
As soon as she entered the yard today, she was pulled into the kitchen by Zhao Xueer and asked her to help, but she didn't know anything, so she could only light the fire, and finally lit the fire.
Li Qingyun smiled and pinched Jiang Zirui's face, and said, "It's all a little flower cat, okay, let's go out and play, leave it to me here." β
"Brother Qingyun is so good!"
Jiang Zirui was suddenly relieved, quickly stood up, and hurriedly ran out.
"Wash your face!"
Li Qingyun shouted.
"Okay!"
Jiang Zirui's voice came from outside.
Zhao Xue'er glanced at Li Qingyun: "You just spoil her!"
Li Qingyun sat on a small stool, skillfully added a fire to the stove, and said with a smile: "Isn't Zirui still young?" β
The third life practiced his heart, he has experienced so much, and many things have been deeply imprinted in his memory, and it is a piece of cake to burn a fire.
Zhao Xue'er turned around and got busy again, and said, "I'm not big, I still have to serve you, the eldest young master, every day." β
The firewood under the stove crackled and burned, illuminating half of Li Qingyun's face.
Zhao Xue'er is well-behaved and sensible, it is easy for Li Qingyun to ignore her age and treat her as an adult.
In the past few days since he came to Tianyun Shujian, he did ignore Zhao Xue'er's feelings a little, and always enjoyed everything Zhao Xue'er had done for him with peace of mind.
But in the final analysis, Zhao Xue'er is just a fourteen-year-old girl, and she is at the age of freedom, although she has a bad life in the Jiuling General's Mansion, she doesn't have to take care of others like now.
But Zhao Xue'er did it naturally, and tried to take care of Li Qingyun very seriously, in her opinion, this is her responsibility.
Li Qingyun reviewed himself very deeply, he turned off the fire burning under the stove, stood up and walked behind Zhao Xue'er, hugged her, put his head on her thin shoulder, and rubbed her cheek.
"What are you doing, I'm chopping vegetables!"
Zhao Xue'er said coquettishly, she was a little itchy by Li Qingyun.
"I was wrong!"
Li Qingyun said very seriously.
Zhao Xue'er turned around and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Li Qingyun held her cheek and kissed her fiercely, didn't say anything, ran back and continued to burn the fire.
Zhao Xueer was a little stunned by Li Qingyun.
"It's okay, you can go back cooking!"
Li Qingyun said with a smile.
"Hooligans!"
Zhao Xue'er wiped the saliva on her cheeks, didn't continue to ask, turned around and picked up the kitchen knife, and cut the vegetables again.
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