Qingqiu is right, Jing Zhe is indeed too hateful.

But sometimes you can't blame him, you can't let this persimmon harm the little girl, right?

But the problem followed, there were too many enemies, the killer was too strong, and a Hanhan couldn't protect him at all, if it weren't for Qingqiu's attack these two times, he would have returned to the West long ago.

The reason why he has always been hostile to Qingqiu is mainly because of the three thousand taels of silver that he was "blackmailed".

But compared to saving lives, the money doesn't seem to matter anymore.

So Jing Zhe intends to forgive her...

So he smiled and said, "Don't mind, fairy girl!" Saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, if you see me in danger, you should save it! Otherwise, you won't be able to get over this hurdle in your heart, will you? ”

Qingqiu learned from Jing Zhe's appearance and nodded seriously.

"Then I'll pretend I can't see it later."

“……”

It seems that even if it is a fairy girl, it is just as difficult to deal with it when she is angry!

"Fairy Gu, I was wrong, you saved my life, I can't repay it, I can only promise it with my body... Phew, no, I can only be your disciple and serve you well in the future! ”

Jing Zhe thought very openly, since Qingyunmen is so awesome, even the royal family can't do anything about them, especially Qingqiu often trains everywhere, and he won't stay in Jingzhou all the time, why not be a registered disciple, even if he gets into trouble in the future, he will have a backstage.

Qingqiu glanced at him a few times, shook his head and said, "You are too weak." ”

"Only when you are weak do you want to enter Qingyunmen! If I'm as powerful as Immortal Gu, then what else do you want to learn from Qingyunmen? ”

Qingqiu thought for a moment, then nodded, "What you said is good, but I still can't accept you as an apprentice." ”

"Why?"

"Because I don't need you to serve."

In fact, Qingyunmen is not something that can be entered by any person who wants to enter, but to examine people's qualifications, only those with excellent martial arts qualifications have the possibility of entry, otherwise they are all disciples of Qingyunmen in the world.

Looking at Jing Zhe again, let's not talk about whether he has qualifications for the time being, just with his current age, he has already missed the best period for martial arts training, how can he get started?

But Qingqiu didn't want to hit him anymore, so he changed his reason.

Then he changed the subject and said, "By the way, the song just now... Did you think about it before? Specially written for me? ”

Jing Zhe didn't answer, but asked rhetorically, "Do you like it?" ”

Qingqiu nodded, it was very rare, an embarrassed expression appeared on his face, and explained: "Although the people in the sect don't study poetry, if there is a poem that people can remember after reading it, everyone will definitely be happy!" ”

"It's so easy! Just think about that poem for you, and I'll write it! And it's not only a problem for me to write for you, but also for other people in your sect! ”

When Qingqiu heard this, his face changed slightly, but Jing Zhe didn't notice it, and still said happily.

"One song per person, it's no problem to enter your sect, right?"

"It's always okay to be a disciple of the outer chamber or a registered disciple?"

"My words are very good, you heard them just now!"

"Disciples can't do it, do you have the kind of sign in your door that sees the token as if you see someone in person? Consider giving me a piece! ”

"Hey, what's that look in your eyes?"

"Hey, don't go, we can still discuss!"

“……”

Staring at Qingqiu's distant back, he muttered:

"This aunt is reluctant to even give a brand, it's too stingy!"

"Young master, I won't give it."

"Get out!"

……

When Jing Zhe returned to Zhang's house, the Zhang family had already slept, and only Zhang Xiaoyu was still waiting for them, and they were obviously relieved to see them come back.

Because it was too late, Jing Zhe was sent back to her residence, and she went back.

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, at the dinner table.

Zhang Xuexian, who had slept for a while, was obviously much more awake, and his conversation with Jing Zhe tended to be normal.

"Ah Kun, starting today, let's start making spirits?"

Jing Zhe took a sip of porridge, then nodded and said: "Yes, the equipment has been installed, just find someone to process it, if it is not easy to find, it doesn't hurt to give more wages." ”

glanced at Zhang Xuexian, and said uneasily: "Uncle, you can say it in advance, you can find someone, but don't look for it from Zhangjia Distillery!" ”

Jing Zhe pursed his mouth, naturally referring to the Zhangjia Wine Shop that had been acquired by Su Xinping.

The clerk there has followed Zhang Xuexian for so many years, and he has taken refuge in Su Xinping for his livelihood, which is understandable, but on the contrary, he sneered at the Zhang family, and his character can be seen.

seemed to have a deep understanding of this matter, Zhang Xuexian took a sip and sneered: "Looking for them? Hehe! ”

It seems that Zhang Xuexian was also heartbroken by them, and told Jing Zhe that when the Zhangjia Distillery was first sold, there were a few particularly heartfelt henchmen who would rather go back to the countryside than continue to work in the distillery, and he planned to call them back.

Jing Zhe nodded in agreement.

"Ah Kun, when are we going to sell spirits?"

"Soon, three days later, at the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, the reputation of spirits will be famous in Jingzhou, whether it is the people in the market or the princes and ministers, they will know about spirits, and then sell spirits will be in short supply!"

These words made Zhang Xuexian's blood boil, but he was still very curious and asked: "How can I make spirits famous in Jingzhou?" ”

"Uncle, think about it, if someone writes a poem for our spirits and gets the first place in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Conference, can the spirits not be famous?"

With longing in his eyes, Zhang Xuexian nodded, but immediately raised another question.

"But... How do you get Song Gongzi to write poems for spirits? ”

Although Zhang Xuexian is a businessman, he is influenced by An Di's love of poetry, and he knows a little about things in the circle of readers.

Looking at it, among the young generation in Jingzhou, the most talented person is none other than Song Jimao, the son of Song University Scholar, and he said that he will participate in this Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, if he doesn't take the first place, who can take it?

"It's not him who writes poems for spirits, it's me!"

Jing Zhe shook his head, and then said with great confidence.

"You?"

Not only Zhang Xuexian, but even Mrs. Zhang and Zhang Xiaoyu looked at him in surprise.

"Why, uncle doesn't believe that I can get the first name of the poetry club?"

"Hehe..."

Zhang Xuexian did not answer positively, but gave a polite but elegant "hehe".

"Looks like my uncle really doesn't believe me! If I say that I won Song Ki-mo by writing lyrics last night, do you believe it or not? ”

"Hehe..."

"It's true! If you don't believe it, your uncle will go out and ask! Last night in Wuxian Garden, I casually wrote a poem and beat Song Jimao and Chen Jiannan and other talented people! ”

After saying this, Zhang Xuexian took Jing Zhe's hand and said excitedly: "Unexpectedly, from you, I can see the shadow of my youth!" ”

"Oh? When my uncle was young, he also had such a poetic talent? ”

Jing Zhe looked at the chubby Zhang Xuexian and said curiously.

"It's not."

Zhang Xuexian waved his hand and said solemnly: "I mean, you can blow as well as I did when I was young!" ”

“……”

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