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"Shame on those who snicker."

Feng Zhiwei's surprise is not trivial—is it her? She's snickering?

Then I felt that I was scared of myself, how could it be, seeing that this booklet was so shabby, the people in this booklet had been ancient for I don't know how many years, how could it be that the prophet was unknown.

She picked up the booklet, and the next second she shuddered.

"Your Excellency, don't be surprised, carefully scatter the booklet."

Feng Zhi was slightly shocked, but she didn't panic, at this time she could already confirm that the words of the man in the book were for her.

With a hint of teasing in her heart, she didn't look at the next line, and put the book on the stove.

The broad-robed man seemed to be startled, leaning over to stop him, but Feng Zhiwei quickly withdrew his hand.

Then she saw the next line of the book, and the man wrote: "This book is made of gold silk and skin, and it will not burn out." The next sentence follows, but in a different tone, as if to say to the author of the book, "This kid is as naughty as you." ”

The next sentence was answered by the woman, and her tone seemed to be a little helpless, "Hundreds of years later, why bother to find out with the primordial spirit?" Don't scare people. ”

There was no dialogue writing at the bottom, Feng Zhi rubbed the pages of the book slightly, smiling and thinking, maybe this pair put down the pen and hid somewhere I went.

Thinking of the pair of fairy couples many years ago, the red sleeves and the fragrance of the moon talked with each other, and looked at each other with a smile, it was really a very beautiful scene.

The man in the wide robe had been silent, and his head and face were hidden in an extremely fat robe, as if he didn't want to be seen by others, and only moved when Feng Zhiwei was about to burn the book.

The smell of medicine in the medicine furnace was lingering, and the dark fragrance in the old book was heavy, and the eyes of the broad-robed man suddenly fell on Feng Zhiwei's fingertips.

I don't know when, Feng Zhiwei's fingertips flashed a faint reddish, especially when he was close to the medicine furnace, and then gradually subsided.

The broad-robed man's eyes flashed, but Feng Zhiwei didn't know about this change, finished the chores, and waved the booklet in his hand to the other party: "Can you take it back and read it?" ”

After thinking about it, he added: "I'll be careful not to be discovered." ”

She intuitively felt that this booklet was not just a miscellaneous book, the unheard of golden silk skin, and I didn't know where it was, the person who could write with this booklet must have an unusual identity, and the words left behind must be worth a lot, and the husband was not guilty of it, so she had better not ask for this thing, but somehow, she was very reluctant to give up.

The broad-robed man didn't seem to be worried, waved his hand to signal her to leave, Feng Zhiwei put the booklet into his arms, and was suddenly stunned again.

At this moment, she felt that she was a little different, but after looking all over her body, she didn't find anything wrong, so she had to go out with a smile.

As soon as I went out, I groaned, and then I found that I was fascinated by reading, and I missed the time, and the sky was sunk, and it was already dusk.

Feng Zhiwei hurriedly took a shortcut and hurriedly walked back, she knew that there was an alley that could go around to the back door of the Lanxiang Courtyard.

The alley was hidden behind the street corner, very secluded, and Feng Zhiwei heard his footsteps, almost empty on the bluestone road.

In the empty silence, there was a sudden buzz of voices out of nowhere.

"Mother, give me a tael of silver."

Feng Zhiwei's heart was shocked—this was Feng Hao's voice.

She hurriedly dodged behind the street corner, held her breath, and then saw Feng Hao and her mother coming all the way, Feng Hao couldn't stop lying to Mrs. Feng, pestering to ask for "one or two silver, so that I can buy a silk shirt." ”

"You can't wear coarse cloth when playing flyballs, sweat sticks to your body, and there is a strange smell." Feng Hao smiled, "They all said that if I don't change my decent clothes, they won't want me to play." ”

Flying ball is a game handed down from Dacheng earlier, it is said that it was created by Queen Shenying, originally promoted throughout the country, but now it has become a luxury for nobles after improvement, a ball is worth a hundred gold, Feng Hao's identity, where can I play this flying ball? Who are you playing with?

Feng Zhiwei's eyes fell on the intertwined arms of Feng Hao and his mother, and his heart was sour, and the question just now flashed without thinking much.

She pursed the corners of her lips, standing alone in the corner, she heard her mother caring about Feng Hao, and heard her mother say in a low voice: "People like us, don't mix with those sons and brothers...... " Then Feng Hao smiled and said: "They promised me to recommend me to go to Qingming Academy, didn't you say that Qingming Academy is the best academy in the world......

The light and shadow of the setting sun shined into the alley, blending the backs of the two people who walked by, and her figure, obliquely and long, was reflected on the ground, and the back of the Chu River and the Han Realm, far away in the world.

Feng Zhiwei hugged her arms, and the **** chill of being expelled from the Qiu Mansion hit again, and she trembled slightly in the twilight of early spring.

Seeing his mother caressing Feng Hao's head, he finally couldn't bear his coquettishness, and carefully took out a tael of silver, and saw Feng Hao send away his mother in a few words, looking around sneakily, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but bloom with a sneering smile.

The mother's monthly money is only one or two silver, and if she really wants to take it out to make Jiao'er's underwear, she is afraid, and she is sent to the fat powder township of the girl in Lanxiangyuan.

Save money for a month, and send it to **** to buy half of the sugar melon seeds and throw half of them.

She smiled almost calmly, no longer thinking about the peaceful mother and son, and didn't want to enter the hospital and run into her brother at this time, so she simply leaned against the corner of the wall and broke a section of the cold glutinous rice and sugar lotus root to eat.

Halfway through eating, he inadvertently glanced at him, and Feng Zhi was slightly stunned.

How can there be traces of footpegs on this back wall?

Feng Zhiwei raised his head and found that this wall was actually extremely hidden, a large tree with dense branches and leaves, only three feet away from the back wall of the Lanxiang Courtyard, the crown of the tree was against the wall, looking at the traces of the pedals on the wall, it was obvious that someone had climbed from the tree to the wall, and then entered the Lanxiang Courtyard.

Stealing prostitution? Or which girl has a private meeting with a poor lover who has no money?

I was guessing, and suddenly I heard the leaves above my head swaying, and the feet of a pair of thin-soled mille-feuille shoes were exposed among the green leaves, and then, the buttocks of a month of white pants climbed over the wall, and the light fell between the leaves, and this buttocks sat firmly in the treetops, and were not in a hurry to come down, and seemed to be very leisurely and leisurely looking at the scenery from all sides.

Feng Zhiwei leaned on it with great interest, wanting to see the true face of this person behind the buttocks.

I vaguely saw the hips at the top of the tree swinging endlessly, and the man said affectionately: "Chrysanthemum, the sky is not old, this love is inexorable, the heart is like a double wire net, there are thousands of knots...... Cherish, self-love, ...... Don't lose my clothes for me......"

Feng Zhiwei held his stomach, thinking that he hadn't eaten too much glutinous rice, why did he want to vomit so much......

She doesn't seem to be the only one who doesn't cheer, someone seems to be pushing in the wall, the leaves shake for a while, the person sighed, his hips trembled, and he groaned more and more sadly at the top of the tree: "Last year's Zimo Qingmen, tonight's rain and cloud soul." A life of haggardness is lost, and it only takes a few evenings...... Chrysanthemum, you're so ruthless......"

The man memorized the love poems endlessly, not only including the ancient and modern, but also his own poems, reciting them casually and making many wonderful sentences, when the real literary thinking was quick, the tongue was bright, and Feng Zhi sighed slightly - such a rare talent, used for the **** of the third-rate ****, is not too evil.

was carrying it, and suddenly there was a drum noise, and the front and back doors of the Lanxiang Courtyard sounded a strong collision sound, and the faint man roared **** and cried, shouting noisily: "Give me that shameless killing thousand knives!" ”

"Ouch!"

The one who was reciting poems on the top of the tree stopped abruptly, screamed and jumped up, but forgot that he was still on the tree, this time he leaned around, and the clothes slammed and the leaves shook one after another, Feng Zhiwei only saw Yuebai's buttocks suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes, and then "bang", and one fell to the dust at her feet.

Feng Zhiwei lowered his head - what a charming uncle's face!

Uncle Ouch Ouch fell very hard, but immediately got up from the dust, looked around in panic, and the person at the back door also vaguely heard the movement of the back wall here, and then someone shouted in the distance: "Go over there and have a look!" ”

Feng Zhiwei didn't hear it well, he raised his leg and was about to leave, people came to catch the rapist, did he keep it as a rape and be caught?

Lifting his feet but not moving, he looked down and saw that his trouser legs were tightly grasped by a hand, and the man on the ground raised his face like a white lotus in the mud puddle and smiled at her: "Brother, save me!" ”

Feng Zhi squatted down slightly and smiled, the man looked at her with a hopeful face, looked at her and smiled, stretched out his hand gently, as if to pull him up, the man was even more ecstatic and let go of her trouser leg to take her hand.

Feng Zhiwei immediately withdrew his hand, turned around and left.

The man's half-raised body slammed into the dust again......

Seeing that Feng Zhiwei was ruthless and unrighteous and did not save him when he saw death, and the footsteps at the back door were approaching, the man shouted: "You dare to go!" ”

Feng Zhiwei turned a deaf ear and stopped non-stop.

There was a sudden tightness on his waist, his body was already hugged, and an elegant man was forced to incense, and then he heard the man behind him shouting:

"If you don't save me, I'll say that you forced me!"