Chapter 48: Drama is cold
On the ninth day of the first month, the wind and the sun are beautiful, and there are no clouds.
In the early morning, the birds sang on the branches, and Chu Xingqiao, dressed in white, walked and played the flute in the manor, and the sound of the flute echoed with the birds.
The flowers in the manor are waiting to bloom, and there is a rhythm of rushing to open.
The fresh air is mixed with the fragrance of flowers and leaves.
Floral scent.
Qian Duo, who has always slept until he woke up naturally, woke up early today, not because he gave face to the melodious flute, but because he had a bitter heart.
You must know that for a person who sleeps until he wakes up naturally, it is thunder and not alarmed, and there is a rhythm that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and it will not be affected by the outside world, let alone Xiao Sheng.
When Qian Duo woke up, he found himself lying on the floor, and there was still a pain in the back of his head, and he remembered that he was knocked unconscious by Chu Xingqiao last night.
"Isn't it just a joke, and if you don't cave the room, you won't be ruthless?" Qian Duo grumbled and sat up.
At this time, Mo Zhu walked in the door, just saw Qian Duo's embarrassed appearance, looked a little confused, and touched his tall pretty nose: "Young master, what are you doing here?" ”
Hearing this, Qian Duo was a little embarrassed, and fell back to the floor with an idea: "Do exercise." ”
The first time Qian Duo woke up so early, it really subverted Mozhu's cognition.
Qian Duo pretended to do sit-ups, and only after perfunctory did he get up.
"Young master, I'll freshen up and change your clothes." Mo Zhu walked up to Qian Duo and began to wash his face and dress him.
Outside the door, Chu Xingqiao walked back and forth, constantly blowing a flute in his mouth.
The sound of the flute is intoxicating and uplifting!
After a song of lovesickness, Chu Xingqiao pulled out the soft sword hidden in the flute and began to dance the sword.
The thin and narrow soft sword flashed with silver light, sometimes bent, sometimes straight piercing, as flexible as a silver snake, and there were not many people who could play the soft sword well.
Chu Xingqiao is precisely one of them.
You must know that the soft sword is thin and soft, and if you are not careful, you will hurt yourself.
Of course, if you play to the extreme, it will hurt others.
Syllable! Syllable......
Leng Xin slapped his face, looked at Chu Xingqiao's sword dance, and said with a smile: "Brother Chu is really hidden, and he plays the soft sword with a master, which is really a must." ”
"No matter how good the swordsmanship is, it can't compare to conspiracy!" Chu Xingqiao stopped dancing the sword and turned to look at Leng Xin, "Isn't it?" ”
"There is no doubt that wisdom is the most terrible weapon in the world." The cold heart does not change color, and it is still easy to deal with.
"Well said." Qian Duo slapped his hands and walked out of the door, and he changed into a new purple dress, and he was handsome.
Seeing that there was a lot of money, Leng Xin had a lot of thoughts in his heart, remembering that he was teased for drinking his bath water last night, he was angry, stared at him coldly, and gritted his teeth with hatred.
"The young master said, please go to the city for breakfast." Mo Zhu's somewhat fleshy face blossomed, and when he pursed his lips and smiled, the charming dimples appeared again.
"After a few days of confiscating the rent, you almost forgot what gold looks like?"
Qian Duole smiled, took a free and easy step, when passing by Leng Xin's side, Yu Guang peeked at the iceberg beauty, looked at her puffed up, and felt so cool in his heart.
Nirvana Villa is really not ordinarily big, even the stables are much larger than others.
In the stable, more than a dozen people are feeding hundreds of horses, black, yellow and white horses, and there are many varieties.
Of course, the most outstanding thing is the yellow horse that was tamed by Qian Duo, even if it is mixed among the hundred horses, the tall and burly body is also dominant, and it is full of domineering.
BMW is eating grass, and all it eats is fresh grass.
Ah Gen was holding a brush and combing the horse's tail, simply serving the horse as a treasure.
For the stable, Agen has to admit that he doesn't take such care of his own father!
"Horses, horses!" Agen said while serving the BMW, "You are really blessed, and only Nirvana can afford to raise you." ”
"Agen, what are you muttering?"
Qian Duo is full of spring breeze, fanning fans, and coming in high spirits, followed by handsome guys and beauties?
Ah Gen turned his head to look at it, and saw that there was a lot of money, so he hurriedly straightened up and smiled awkwardly: "It's nothing, it's just communicating with the horses." ”
Qian Duo's ear strength was different from ordinary people, and when he heard Agen's words from a distance, he reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and smiled slightly: "As long as you serve the BMW well, the master will not treat you badly." ”
"I must treat the horses as a father!" Ah Genle smiled, "Young master, BMW doesn't have a name yet?" ”
Agen's kung fu is first-class, that is, a fart with a lot of money, and a fart with a horse.
After being reminded by Agen, Qian Duocai suddenly realized.
Are all gods and horses floating clouds?
What is the name of BMW?
Qian Duo walked forward, fanned the fan, circled around the horse, and inadvertently made contact with Leng Xin's cold gaze, and couldn't help but shudder in his heart, and said with a smile: "How about calling Leng Xin?" ”
"Look for death." Leng Xin screamed when he heard this, roared angrily, and reached out to draw his sword.
Chu Xingqiao's hand was not slow, and he pressed Leng Xin's right wrist with a silver flute, so that she couldn't pull out the sword, and pursed her lips and smiled: "Don't take it seriously, he's like this." ”
With a cold and arrogant cold heart, he glared at Chu Xingqiao coldly, gritting his teeth with hatred.
"Young master, don't make trouble." Looking at Leng Xin's angry appearance, Mo Zhu couldn't cry or laugh a little, and hurriedly reminded him.
In fact, there are many well-known war horse names in Qian Duo's mind, such as Chitu, Whirlwind, etc., but he felt that it was not brilliant enough, remembered his self-created footwork, nodded, and touched the yellow horse: "Since Leng Xin doesn't like it, let's call it a ghost in the future." ”
The name Ghost Shadow for BMW is also the meaning that it has the ability to travel thousands of miles a day, as fast as the wind, and there is no shadow in the blink of an eye.
BMW also nodded, seemingly pleased with the name.
The horse can understand the meaning of a lot of money, and others are stunned and feel incredible.
"Young master, I'll prepare a carriage."
"Wait!" Looking at Mozhu's hurried appearance, Qian Duo asked suspiciously, "Why are you preparing a carriage, isn't it fragrant to ride a horse?" ”
"We're here to collect rent, not hunt."
After Mozhu reminded him, Qian Duo was a little confused, thinking that it would be good to have enough gold to spend, and it was impossible to transport it back to the vault, and there was no place to put it in the vault.
At present, for Qian Duo, spending gold to recharge to improve his strength is the king.
After thinking twice, Qian Duo decided to cut first and then play, and then his father was reluctant to move a single hair of his hair except for complaining.
"No, get on the horse." With an idea in his heart, Qian Duo gave an order and took the lead in getting on the horse.
Mo Zhu looked confused, knowing that Qian Duo was going to cheat again, he touched his tall pretty nose and sighed.
At this time, Chu Xingqiao and Leng Xin had already picked their favorite horses and flew on the back of the horses.
"Drive!" Qian Duo grabbed the reins, clamped the horse's belly between his legs, and walked away.
Chu Xingqiao didn't say a word to Leng Xin, and followed on horseback.
Mo Zhu came back to his senses, hurriedly got on the horse, and shouted while chasing: "Wait for me!" ”
In Gusu City, the streets are bustling with pedestrians, and the vendors selling breakfast are pushing carts and shouting in the streets and alleys.
"One big, two big, I'm not selling cucumbers, I'm selling big and small goldfish!"
"Rice, millet, red and mung beans, white noodles and porridge with five touches - sugar-wrapped pea buns!"
"Green radish inside and out!"
"Rock sugar gourd!"
……
The vendor's voice is more fluent than that of the storyteller.
With a whip in her right hand and a radish in her left hand, Hua Bud is leading her brothers all over the street looking for a BMW.