Chapter 281: Wild Meat Celebrates!

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The room is very simple, and the old people in the compound use it very simply, which is a style, and the Yue family is also rich, but Yue Ziqian insists on using the furniture and furnishings that are uniformly distributed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

On the wooden chair, Yue Ziqian sat and drank the water he had just poured.

"Ancestor, do you ......?"

Yue Ziqian directly raised his hand and interrupted him: "Don't ask anything, this generation of the Yue family is not as good as the generation, your father's generation has five brothers, your father is the third, and he has mixed positions in the Military Commission, your uncle and second uncle are both politicians, and the fourth and fifth uncles are in the business world with one hand." ā€

"The second generation of the Yue family is very brilliant, but in your generation, there are only two men with you who have no regrets, and the others are girls, the third generation of the Yue family still depends on you two men, and girls have to marry after all."

"Understand." Yue Wuqian lowered his head and said. "We will not disappoint the expectations of our elders."

Yue Ziqian put the cup on the table, the lacquer on the porcelain cup had fallen off, but he was still using it, so you can see his style.

"You know, I've always had you in mind."

The chess general is the last chess piece, at the core of all the chess pieces, and the role of the general is not trivial, if there is no general, then the whole game is lost.

"Understand."

"I've told you since I was a child, no matter how small a child is, even if it's a pawn, it's a car to cross the river! Now, if you make such a mistake, then I really teach you in vain, old man. ā€

There were fine beads of sweat overflowing from Yue Wuji's head.

"I don't understand, even if Yang Feng has some skills. The kung fu is good, but no matter how high the kung fu is in this world, there is a way to control it, why bother? ā€

Yue Ziqian said lightly: "Do you only look at the appearance......

Yue Wujian just wanted to deny it. Yue Ziqian didn't give him a chance to continue speaking, and said: "You can never see the substance on the surface, if he is really an ordinary person, then will he be valued by the hexagram saint?" ā€

Yue Ziqian was shocked.

"Do you know why that old man Wang Daoming asked you to bring me a message to play chess?"

Yue Wujian thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's been a long time since I've seen you, so I want my junior to bring you a message so that you have time to sit down." ā€

"Yes......" Yue Ziqian tapped the table lightly with his fingers.

Yue Wuqian knew that he had answered incorrectly. Yue Ziqian has a habit, he is naturally familiar with his chest, and Yue Ziqian will never stop talking because he wants to hang his appetite. He didn't speak, most likely because he answered wrong.

"That old treacherous and cunning guy, what he means is for you to bring me a message, the matter of that little girl of the Han family is something that our Yue family should not act rashly."

Yue Wuqian was soaked with cold sweat behind his back.

"There's more to it than that." Yue Ziqian looked at Yue Wuji. The sparkle in his eyes is breathtaking. Very penetrating, the ability to see through everything.

Yue Wujian said: "Please also ask the ancestor to talk to me about it." ā€

Yue Ziqian looked at Yue Wuqian carefully for a while, and then sighed slowly: "His meaning is very simple, that is, you are still too tender. ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

Yue Wuqian didn't know what he should say, he really didn't see what he meant, he was said to be too tender, and then asked him to go home to find the ancestor, he couldn't figure out this situation.

Now it's finally figured out. It turns out that Wang Daoming meant that you are too tender. Go home and talk to your ancestor!

Yue Wujian suddenly felt that his heart was very hurt and wronged, why are you like this? Are you embarrassed to use such a way to deal with young people at such an age!

However, he doesn't know much about Wang Daoming, if he says this in front of Wang Daoming, maybe Wang Daoming will say I'm embarrassed.

"Do you understand what you're missing right now?"

Yue Wujian nodded: "I don't see things very clearly, and sometimes it is easy to underestimate some people who don't seem to be a threat to me." ā€

"You don't seem to get to the point." Yue Ziqian said leisurely.

Yue Wuqian was stunned for a moment: "I don't know what it is, Wuqian really doesn't know." ā€

"Essentially, what you lack is that the depth of the investigation is too hasty, for example, that young man, if you investigate carefully, you will definitely be able to find clues, and the person who buried these will always leave something."

Yue Wuji's face was full of shame, and while the old ancestor taught him to open his mouth, he really felt that he was still too tender.

"You know, old man, I have always played chess well, in fact, I learned it step by step in the layout, you have to understand that every move in chess must be carefully considered, otherwise one move is very likely to affect the overall situation and determine the victory or defeat of a game of chess."

Yue Wuji's chess is also good, and when he goes to some families in Yanjing to play chess with their old people, many people can't play him, but in front of Yue Ziqian, he has never won a game.

"This time you're dealing with a different person."

"Ancestor is talking about Yang Feng?"

"It's not the young man, I'm talking about the old man of the hexagram." Yue Ziqian said.

Yue Wufeng said puzzledly: "Although he is a hexagram saint, but after all, he is a false name, although there are his affairs in the agency, and I know that he can't move, he is the most core person, but there is no need to be afraid of him coming with him, right?" ā€

"He's obviously biased towards that young man now, and he doesn't know what the reason is, but since he's optimistic, it's not simple, you have to know ......"

Yue Wuqian waited for Yue Ziqian's next sentence, only to see Yue Ziqian sigh again, with a feeling of defeat on his face, he saw such a look on Yue Ziqian's face for the first time.

"I played chess with that old guy and never won a game......"

Yue Wuji's face slowly became solemn, he had only now truly changed something in his heart, and this change made the edge in his eyes become restrained.

"Help me bring in the chess pieces and the chessboard." Yue Ziqian waved his hand towards Yue Wujian and said.

"Yes." Yue Wuqian opened the door, ran into the cold and windy world, carefully brought in the chess and chessboard and placed them on the table in front of Yue Ziqian.

Yue Ziqian slowly touched the pawn on his camp, there was only one pawn left on the entire chessboard, and suddenly he picked up the pawn and put it on the handsome in the center of Yue Wuji's crippled game.

"If the pawn eats the old handsome, this game of chess will be over."

Yue Wujian had a thoughtful look on his face.

Han Ruoli was already impatient in her room, and when she came back from the scripture hall, she began to take her coat and prepare to go out.

"Sister Ruoli, what are you going to do?"

Yuan Sheng happened to come back from outside, his little face was red from the cold, and he was a little curious when he saw that Han Ruoli was going out in such a cold weather.

Han Ruoli walked out, and then said, "Nothing, just go and see if your brother Feng died in the mountains, what's the matter with not coming back for so long?" ā€

"Brother Feng, he's fine, he's living very freely, and he'll be back soon." Yuan Sheng said.

Han Ruoli stopped abruptly, looked at Yuan Sheng, and asked strangely, "How do you know?" Did you just see him? ā€

Yuan Sheng nodded: "Of course, I have always given him support during this time, and you also know my master's memory, if you don't say it, his old man will definitely forget everything." ā€ć€

Han Ruoli nodded in agreement: "I agree with this sentence very much, it seems that you still know your master, and your memory is really a little too bad." ā€

With Yuan Sheng's reminder, Han Ruoli would not be busy going to the mountain, if there was no important thing in this cold day, who would want to run to the mountain, she turned around and went back to the room to roast the stove.

It is said that there is no time in the mountains, when Yang Feng saw Yuan Sheng today, he said a few words to Yuan Sheng to know that this sentence was true, he was already a little fascinated by practice, so he didn't care about the amount of time.

He just blindly practiced what he had learned, and these days he felt that although there was no change in his strength, he felt that he had been reborn.

Ten days in his own opinion, he only thought that after two or three days, he went down the mountain today, and he decided to catch two pheasants and celebrate.

And this consideration is also because I saw Han Ruoli last time I liked the taste of flowers and birds, and this time I went back to taste this taste.

Called the flower chicken, plus the burning knife from the old god stick, the sunset drunk and other good wine, sure enough, life is like this to be perfect.

Wang Daoming didn't know that his good wine had been targeted by Yang Feng, and he didn't know where to run at this time, and Yuan Sheng looked for him for a long time but didn't find it.

Yang Feng carried the two pheasants back to the Taoist temple, Han Ruoli Yuansheng and the three of them started work in the kitchen of the Taoist temple, and the newborn soil wrapped the pheasants and placed them directly in the stone stove.

This time there is enough heat, it is more successful than last time, and the kitchen ingredients are also full, and when the three of them eat the melt-in-your-mouth called flower chicken, they feel that the taste is a feeling of happiness.

The ingredients are sprinkled, and the aroma is almost about to float for ten miles.

When eating, Yang Feng directly took out the wine gourd, this is the sunset drunk that he stole from the place where Wang Daoming's wine tank was stolen, last time he drank the burning knife, this time he felt that he should change his taste.

The sunset drunk is not as strong as burning the knife, Han Ruoli also drank some, and Yuan Sheng didn't drink it because of Yang Feng's unconsciousness last time.

On this day, the three of them were quite happy, and this way of celebrating was quite special, Han Ruoli smiled very happily, and the eyes that looked at Yang Feng didn't even know herself, they had changed a little.

The eyes represent the soul, and some more things are interconnected. (To be continued.) )