In that moment, Li Xiangqian observed that the old bustard's face experienced disdain, doubt, curiosity, curiosity, surprise, ecstasy, and flattery, and then he smiled and said, "Childe...... Ah, Rourou, you dead thing, don't pour tea for the son, change the Longjing before the rain, come on, call out those little girls, and accompany this son!"

This change is a bit fast, Li Xiangqian is not surprised that this old bustard's former and later respects, are all people in society, if it were him, eighty percent would also deal with this kind of thing, but because of the high degree of informatization in modern society, people of different classes, you have long been out of contact, other people's children from the school, the hospital where they see a doctor, and the car that goes in and out, you can't touch it, so, um.

Zhao Jiaren is the only powerful child that Li Xiangqian has seen over the years and returned to Earth on the Ping'an, you know.

Whether it is to build a so-called fair world, or a world with a fixed hierarchy like the future generations, the opportunity is in his hands, he sighed and said: "There is no need for anyone else, it is Miss Bian Yujing." ”

The old bustard still wants to sell it again: "Young master, that Yujing is not the girl I have here, after all, she has a temperament, but it is not as good as my daughters here, they are all trained by me since childhood, and ......I can keep and serve you."

Li Xiangqian simply put his arm on the table, dragged his chin, stared at the old bustard, and did not speak, the old bustard gradually lost his voice, so he bowed his head and left, she clutched the small gold bar, and wanted to go back to taste it carefully, in this era, there are many market liars, and there are various ways to deceive people, she has to be careful.

Li Xiangqian was thinking about things in his heart, and talking to Rourou, this girl is only less than ten years old this year, of course, the specific year, as her status as a refugee child in the north, it is estimated that she does not pay attention to the age, and she does not know that she is already in Nanjing City, which is thousands of miles away from her hometown, in fact, Rourou does not know her surname, she does not know where her hometown is, and she does not know where her parents are. It can be said that it is impossible to meet from now on.

In this case, even Li Xiangqian doesn't know what to do, he can destroy any country in this world, it doesn't matter, he just needs to drive the Millennium Falcon over, drive it to the capital of that country, and then throw something down, it's enough, but half a year ago, in order to survive, even his own daughter could only sell a pair of refugees with tears, and now I really don't know where I am, whether I am alive or not, how to find it?

And in this world, there are thousands of Rourou, their fate is miserable, difficult, and hopeless, and what can they do?

Li Xiangqian suddenly stretched out his hand, hugged her, and asked, "It's been a few days since you bound your feet." ”

Rourou replied, "Today is the third day. ”

Fortunately, Li Xiangqian relaxed a little, and suddenly reached out to grope underneath, Rourou exclaimed: "Childe, don't ......" But his speed is very fast, and at this time, no one bothered, he quickly dismantled the linen cloth produced on Rourou's feet, revealing two deformed feet, fortunately, it was only three days at this time, because Rourou's body was very thin, so the old bustard did not dare to tie it too hard, the plan was a little bit, starting with the toes, the feet were not yet deformed, This damage is not as great as the damage caused by the little girl dancing ballet, but it's okay.

Rourou's horror is undecided, and the pain is unbearable, the toes were pressed for three days, and then I got it back, and the blood flow was also blocked, and it was still very painful, but women's ability to endure pain was not bad.

Li Xiangqian helped her, sat on the chair, and said: "Bear with me, it won't hurt later, um......" After thinking about it again, he still can't give morphine to such a big child, he only has one......

Just thinking about it, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and at the same time there was a burst of words: "No need to report, I came to visit Miss Yujing, and she was frightened today." ”

Li looked forward, and a weak scholar walked in outside, but he was dressed plainly, and walked into the hall step by step.

Entering the countryside and following the customs, seeing that he is not young, he can't compare to Li Xiangqian's skin, but he is also rich with a free face, Li Xiangqian said: "This is invited, it is really better to meet by chance, under the surname Li, just came from the north, dare to ask Brother Tai is ......"

The man was very polite and said, "In Wumei Village, Taicang, Brother Li is destined. ”

Li Xiangqian's heart turned over for a while, if it is said that Jiangnan literati, he doesn't know about others, it is very normal, if this Wumei Village is really the Wumei Village he knows, then it is really like a person, a generation of talents.

Who is Wu Meicun?

He is not very famous, but in the poems he wrote, there is a sentence that is basically known to a Chinese: weeping and crying six armies, and rushing to the crown is angry.

That's right, it's him, the reason why he understands it, is also when he checked the information, he occasionally saw it, and he only knew this person in the story of Qin Huai Bayan, but this person is indeed a little extraordinary.

Wu Meicun, now Chinese New Year's Eve five years old, when he was twenty-two years old, that is, when Chongzhen was four years old, the imperial examination to the first in the examination, the second in the palace examination, and was on the list.

This is a scholar, and his literary talent, Li Xiangqian doesn't understand, but the sentence of crying and crying for the six armies is all plain, and he is angry at the crown and is red-faced, and he has been singing for a hundred years, but really, he loved talent at that time, such a person, but now it seems that it is not easy to expose, he thought about it and said: "But what about Wu Meicun, who was the example of Chongzhen's four-year palace test?" ”

Wu Meicun nodded, this imperial examination, at the age of twenty-two, to get the first list, is almost a lifetime of glory, as long as the scholars who meet him, he will always praise and praise a few words, but he also feels organs, the person opposite, the accent is also in the imperial capital, it is obviously not like the usual tone of a literati, for example, literati are more accustomed to Chongzhen's four-year imperial examination, called the first list of Xinmoke, and other words.

However, he has an easy-going personality, likes to talk to different people, and has a lot of feelings, otherwise he can't write poems like crying and crying, and being angry for the crown, so he doesn't care, it doesn't have to be a literati to come here, rich businessmen and the like, do you want to drive people away when you come?