Chapter 639: Middle-Aged Scribe
The Matsui chaebol disappeared, and Matsui Kikujiro was also missing, and some said that because he was responsible for the family's downfall, this guy was executed by family members to vent his anger. www.biquge.infoOthers said that this guy saw that the general trend was gone, and he could no longer tolerate it in the family, so he secretly rolled up his private money, and took a woman named the first generation of Qianxue to live in seclusion in a small village under Mount Fuji, and never appeared again.
Regardless of the statement, in short, the Matsui chaebol, who was once in the thick of a succession of self-inflicted incidents, finally died out, and walked into the garbage heap of history together with their militaristic ideas and the absurd plan to resurrect Yamamoto Forty-two.
At this time, where is the second egg doing?
Daqingshan private estate. The Daqingshan Reservoir in the middle of the mountain, after the planning change, has been converted into a private swimming pool for Erdan. A woman's laughter was heard. On the deck chair by the lake, Erdan was wearing beach pants and raised his gaze from his book. By the lake, Xian'er, Li Jing, Li Qingfang, Yi Feng, Ge Tingting, Tian Xiaoxia, Yang Ruzhen and other beautiful girls are playing in the water there. One by one, the bikini figure is concave and convex, and the ring is fat and thin, even if it is a fairy, it has to be heartbroken.
On the grass next to her, Qin Lan was playing there with her son Tiger Head and her daughter. "Dad, come on!" The tiger head raised his little arms from afar and shouted loudly with his sister.
"Hey...... dad is here!" The two babies beckoned, and the second egg jumped up, smiled at the women in front of him, roared, and rushed over.
"Baby, I'm coming!" Erdan shouted and jumped into the middle of the women. There was a pop, and there was a huge spray. All the women were sprayed, giggling, screaming, and going to catch the second egg together.
"Come on, Dad!" Tiger Head and Nan Nan looked at the two eggs who were laughing and fighting with all the little mothers in the pond, and cheered loudly for their father, Qin Lan's eyes were full of smiles.
"Don't panic, boss, we're here!" There was a sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping nearby. Old Polly and the three guns flew over faster, and the rhubarb below took the lead, rushing over like sharp arrows, and the little duck behind twisted his butt and fluttered. There was a commotion, and the rhubarb plunged into the pool, and the little duck followed suit. Old Polly and the Three Guns circled and played on the water's surface. Hey, what a great fun.
"Alas, for your sake, people are locked up in a dark room and suffer a lot, but it's good for you to sit on the blessings of all people and enjoy all the riches in the world. Don't you think about where your glory and riches come from? A voice suddenly came into Erdan's ears.
The voice, faintly mournful, seemed to be far away, and it seemed to be very close. Erdan couldn't help but be stunned.
"Husband, what's wrong?" "What's the matter, husband......" The women asked.
"It's nothing, I think I heard someone shouting at me." Erdan looked around and wondered.
Hey? Yes, no. The women listened attentively, but no one heard.
Cough...... Another sigh. Erdan was excited, and when he looked at it, there was a middle-aged man lying on the half-high wall of the hillside in the distance. The man was dressed in white and gray trousers, with long hair in a bun, and only half of his face could be seen, lying there, raising a wine gourd in his hand from time to time and taking a sip.
Erdan vaguely felt in his heart that this person seemed to be coming for himself. After comforting a few women, wrapping them in a bath towel, the figure flickered, and instantly arrived in front of the man.
Alas...... The man took a sip of wine and sighed again: "Since ancient times, how fortunate the lover is......"
"This brother, you seem to mean something." Erdan looked at this guy and said.
As soon as the man turned his head, Erdan couldn't help but secretly cheer in his heart. Ho, although it is simple and linen, it can't hide this man's unworldly temperament. The sword eyebrows are like ink. The starry eyes are clear, the face is handsome, and the temperament is elegant, just like an ancient scribe-like romantic character. It's just that in this handsomeness, there is a faint decadence, especially with the big wine gourd in his hand.
"You're finally here, Tian Erdan." The man glanced at Erdan and said.
Hissββ! Erdan's heart sank. "Brother Tai knows me, dare to ask you ......" Although Erdan was shocked, he still had a good impression of this man.
"I'm a few years old, you can call me Brother Crane." The man said.
"Brother Crane came to me, what do you have to say?" Following the man's conversation, Erdan involuntarily became crepe. Fortunately, I have been studying for the past two years, and I have a lot of ink in my stomach.
"I don't dare to be taught, I'm just unhappy." The man muttered. "Brother Erdan, you are now proud of the spring breeze and enjoy all the glory, I'm afraid you don't know that all this of yours is something that someone has suffered and got it for you."
What?! Erdan was stunned, what do you mean by this. Immediately, my mind began to search for it quickly. Yes, in the process of starting his own business, he has received selfless help from many people, and as for the women around him, they have paid silently one by one and owe them a lot. But now it's all right, and I haven't done anything to be sorry for my friends. On the contrary, his brothers and friends, one by one, are also in the mix, how can anyone suffer a lot.
Erdan couldn't help but be a little confused.
"Brother Erdan, don't forget to dig wells. Everything you have comes from by your powers, and from your powers, where does your powers come from......"
Before the middle-aged scribe finished speaking, Erdan's heart felt as if he had been hit by a giant hammer, and the scene in the Lingquan River instantly came to his heart.
"You...... You mean...... Say...... Carp little dragon girl, she ......" Erdan said with trembling lips. Isn't it, if it weren't for the beginning, how could I have the ability to carry the ability, and if I didn't have the ability, how could I lay a great foundation in a short period of time. At a young age, he has become a young leader of a prestigious business empire in the world, and all of this, except for his own hard work, is not all due to the help of the Psychic Ruyi Bead.
If it weren't for it, he might still be a little second-rate son in Xiaonanzhuang Village.
Well, the middle-aged scribe suddenly woke up when he saw Erdan, and nodded. took the second egg's hand: "Go, let me go......"
After speaking, the golden light flashed, and the two disappeared out of thin air, only a slight mountain breeze hit, taking away a burst of clear wine fragrance.
In the distance, all the women were still frolicking, and no one saw this fantasy scene.
Erdan's eyes flickered, and then there was a sound of water. A familiar feeling of comfort came to me. When I opened my eyes, the middle-aged guard pulled me and was walking on a magnificent and colorful road. The road is not wide, and the surrounding scenery is a bit trance-like. There are jade and jade belts on both sides from time to time, swaying. From time to time, something still shines. The second egg looked at it, and it turned out to be a huge river mussel on the side of the road, and the shining one was indeed a pearl the size of a pigeon's egg inside.
There are also strings of water bubbles rising around. The second egg is as if in a dream. "Where are we here, where are we going?" Erdan couldn't help asking. The sound sounded a little weird in this space.
"Jinghe Dragon Palace." Middle-aged scribes.