Chapter 180: Brother Weiran
"General, the material of this scimitar is specially provided by the guests, and the shop is also ......."
"Guest?" Chu Weiran was annoyed by the dismissal, and finally couldn't buy a good knife, and he couldn't even help a folk ironworker, not to mention how aggrieved he was.
He had already made up his mind to take out his anger on this matter, and he was categorically unwilling to give up easily.
"It doesn't matter who he is, if you don't give me this scimitar today, I'll smash your shop!"
The boss was trembling and didn't know what to do for a while.
I have long heard that General Chu is violent, especially after being dismissed recently, many shops and stalls have been killed, why is it his turn to be so unlucky today.
Although Chu Weiran was demoted, he was already the top boss for the local people.
The boss said that there was suffering, and he almost fainted in front of him.
"General Chu is so powerful, it's the first time I've seen a general who is a brazen hooligan!" Chu Zui had already stepped in as he spoke, and reached out to pick up the iron swords scattered on the ground and put them away.
Ignoring it, he crossed Chu Weiran and directly picked up the boss whose legs were weak on the ground and said:
"Is my scimitar ready?"
"Good...... Okay......" The boss didn't know the "fledgling" Chu Zui, he only felt that this weak woman was going to be bullied by Chu Weiran again, and thought about how to persuade her to quickly withdraw and give this scimitar to Chu Weiran.
Although the material for hitting this scimitar is precious, no matter how expensive the thing is, how can it be important.
"Girl, this scimitar General Chu has taken a fancy to......?
"Oh!" Chu replied casually, directly pulled out the knife from the sheath, and shook it twice in his hand against the sunlight, the cold light flashed people's eyes, and even Chu Weiran was shaken and his eyes closed.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the knife in Chu Zui's hand had already slashed towards his neck with a strong wind.
His first instinct was to escape, but the scimitar's current body was miraculously unable to move, and he could only watch the knife fall.
Brush –
After a sound, a few strands of Chu Weiran's hair slowly fell, and one or two fell on the knife, which was gently shaken off by Chu Zui, and immediately sighed: "Good knife!"
Chu Weiran didn't expect that this knife was Chu drunk, and he didn't expect Chu Zui to suddenly test the knife with him, and his face was like a vegetable immediately.
When Chu Zui put the knife back into the sheath, his legs were weak, he took two steps back and slumped on the stool of the small shop, and it took dozens of long breaths before he came to his senses.
The boss was also shocked by Chu Drunk's approach, what kind of woman is this, who dares to draw a knife against Chu Weiran?
"Auntie...... Girl...... This ......"
"This knife is good, one hundred taels for you, no need to look for it!" Chu Zui said as he stuffed a check of one hundred taels into the boss's hand.
Then he took a few steps forward, bowed his head and smiled at Chu Weiran: "This is the knife I gave my friend, what's the matter?"
Chu Weiran was about to speak, his voice was still trembling, but the hatred in his trembling voice was very obvious: "Song ...... Chu drunk ......"
As soon as the boss heard the name, his legs immediately became less weak, and his waist straightened, and he looked at the woman's thin and straight back with almost appreciation.
It turned out that she was the first-class strategist who was in the limelight now, Mr. Chu, Chu drunk.
I have long heard that although Mr. Chu is a daughter, he has been born and died several times, and he has frequent clever plans to protect An Ling and escape the catastrophe, not to mention how happy the little emperor is, and he gave her the best treatment to raise like a baby.
He also thought about whether he could see this Mr. Chu's demeanor in his life, and it turned out that the scimitar he hit was hers.
With Mr. Chu protecting you, what are you afraid of?
Chu Zui smiled slightly, and said, "The material of this scimitar is precious, I don't know if General Chu can take it?"
"You...... You ......" Chu Weiran was full of anger, but he didn't dare to get angry in front of Chu Zui, the hardships he had endured these days made him understand that every time Chu Zui looked at him with such a gentle smile, nothing good happened, and immediately a sentence was stuck in his throat, nor was he scolding, nor was he holding himself into a bitter gourd face for a while.
Chu Zui lowered his eyes to look at him and said with a smile:
"General Chu, don't have this expression, it makes people look like I'm bullying you, but it's not my intention to demote General Chu, after all, ......"
Chu Zui said and secretly leaned into Chu Weiran's ear and said, "Didn't you and I still have a marriage contract before?
Her tone was gentle, her breath was warm, and she slowly sprayed on Chu Weiran's ears, immediately extinguishing Chu Weiran's unburned fire.
"I can also help you reinstate, not only as Bai Zijian's subordinate, you can even be on an equal footing with the first-class general An Yi, how about it?
Chu Zui's soft words were in his ears, the first half of the sentence hooked Chu Weiran's heart of power, and the latter sentence "Brother Weiran" made Chu Weiran's body numb by half.
This is not light or heavy, Chu Weiran couldn't bear it in an instant.
He instantly felt that it was a mistake for him to abandon Chu Zui at that time, although Bai Suyun was also called "Brother Weiran", but he was always not as good as Chu Zui.
People who have always been blunt, occasionally gentle, are as real as a thorn in the hearts of the people, and almost entangled half of their lives.
Moreover, Chu Zui's current position is far beyond the Bai family, and his ability is much better than Bai Suyun's person who can only lie in his arms and be coquettish.
"Is this true?" Chu Weiran's eyes suddenly lit up, looking at Chu Zui like a god and Buddha, and he couldn't wait to take that person into his arms and kiss him fiercely.
But before he could make a move, Chu Zui had already withdrawn and walked to the door, looking back and smiling just right: "If you are interested, I will wait for you at Yipinzhuang at noon tomorrow." ”
Chu Weiran's original frustration and anger all dispersed at this moment, and Chu Zui's words made him completely hopeful about the future promotion and the life of the beauty in his arms, and he actually felt that this blacksmith shop was extremely comfortable.
simply apologized to the boss and packed up the scattered swords before going back.
Chu Zui endured the cold and arrived at the mansion, hid the scimitar behind him, and walked to Yan Qingcheng, who was in a daze in the garden.
Yan Qingcheng squatted on the ground at this time, stretched out his hand to pull the weeds on the ground one by one, plucked one and put it in his mouth to taste it, looking at his frowning appearance, he knew that the grass tasted bad.
I saw that Young Master Yan directly threw the grass into the broken grass pile on the side, and continued to pull out the next one.
Looking at the pile of broken grass stained with Young Master Yan's saliva, Chu Zui knew how much grass Young Master Yan had pulled.
"What are you doing?" Chu Zui bent down to look at him.
Yan Qingcheng didn't raise his head, and continued the movements in his hands, his voice was still flat without a trace of waves: "I found a sweet one today, and then everything else is not sweet." ”
Chu Zui immediately understood that he was looking for sweet grass.
It seems that he has been looking for a morning, and Young Master Yan's concentration on one thing is really beyond the reach of ordinary people, so he can practice martial arts to such a masterful point.
But this kind of serious concentration may not be a good thing, for example, Chu Zui was so busy one day that he forgot the candy he promised to Young Master Yan, and he was beaten up angrily.
So, Mr. Chu used a lesson of a blue nose and swollen face to know the truth that Young Master Yan must be put first in everything.