Chapter 130: Words Are Valuable

Shen Ye stopped his horse and drove side by side with her, and with the help of the moonlight, he vaguely watched her holding the bleeding hand, Shen Ye tore off his robe and took her white hand.

Zhiyin hurriedly broke free, Shen Ye glanced at her, handed her the robe and said, "Come by yourself?"

Zhiyin hesitated to take it, wrapped around the wound, and didn't say anything.

Shen Ye continued: "You seem to have a prejudice against me, you just have to say, if there is anything bad I can change." ”

She looked over her head and said coldly: "You will understand when the time comes, I don't have to say more." ”

After speaking, she lowered her eyebrows and looked at the road, quickly whipping up, her white dress fluttering in the night breeze, and the whole person seemed to have the meaning of blending into the moonlight.

Shen Ye just couldn't understand that Zhiyin's words had a hidden meaning, but what was the meaning of this words, thinking about it for a long time, walking slowly towards the mountain, Zhiyin's figure had already disappeared into the moonlight.

Half a day, Shen Ye only boarded the reading hall, Yan Jiuli leaned on the stone pillar and fell asleep, Shen Ye jumped off the horse to have fun, broke the dog's tail grass and gently put it under her nose, she rubbed her nose and turned over and snored.

Shen Ye saw that she was strange and pitiful, so she took off her robe and covered it gently, at this time she opened her eyes in a daze, stretched her waist, sighed, put on Shen Ye's robe, and sat up.

"You haven't slept so late?" Shen Ye asked himself, "What are you doing?"

She chuckled and said, "Look at the moon, it's almost Mid-Autumn Festival, I want to go back to Nanyan." ”

It was rare to hear Yan Jiuli say serious things, and Shen Yejue was interesting, so he sat aside and said, "Girl, will you miss home?"

Yan Jiuli was serious but said in a few words: "Look at what you said, although the little maid in my palace is a little maid, but he has the most fun with me, I know the girl's thoughts with one eye, don't say a word, help me invite fun people, think about them is the most normal." ”

Shen Ye is not in harmony with this world, and he doesn't know many things in this world, thinking that what Yan Jiuli said is normal, but in fact, others are envious when they hear it, and most people pursue this kind of free life.

In Nanyan, Yan Tianxiao is not afraid of anything else, just afraid that this baby daughter will make trouble, once the trouble is full of wind and rain in the city, Yan Jiuli is notorious, as the emperor teaches his children that there is no way, that is a big joke, how to manage state affairs if you don't manage family affairs well?

As long as Yan Jiuli makes trouble, his reputation will be bad once, like a knife inserted in Yan Tianxiao's heart, Yan Jiuliang's eyes are very sharp, and he can guess Lao Tzu's mind at a glance, and he will threaten with trouble, Yan Tianxiao is afraid to death, and everything is led by Yan Jiuliang's nose, and the more so Yan Jiuli has developed a character that is not afraid of heaven and earth.

It's just that Yan Jiuli is afraid of Yan Tianxiao's threat of suicide.

Naturally, Yan Jiuli is indispensable around his friends, all of them are the children of officials and ministers, and no one dares to take care of trouble, although these friends like to make trouble, but the righteousness imitates the bandit chivalry, these people value the love of brothers and sisters the most, and dare not say anything else, Yan Jiuli is very affectionate.

When she came out this time, Yan Jiuli missed her brothers a lot, and wrote back to these brothers from time to time, boasting about the recent situation in a sharp tone, the fight on the small street was said by her, who fought between the two major cultivators of the Moon Dragon, the mountain collapsed, the earth cracked, and the heavenly path collapsed.

In this way, Shen Ye suffered a lot of crimes, and was forced by Yan Jiuli to write hundreds of such boasting letters many times, as if Shen Ye himself had learned to brag.

Many times I saw countless replies, in addition to following the boasting, I scolded Yan Jiuli for coming out and not bringing them, talking about the recent situation, or those that don't matter, how is the girl going, how is the boss of the house, how do they go to the gambling house chic, and urge Yan Jiuli to go back quickly, how to be white and clean recently Qinglou caught a few children.

This has come and gone, and Shen Ye's arm is often sore when he writes letters.

Shen Ye was a little scared and said, "Do you want me to write back for you again?"

Yan Jiu Liang gathered Shen Ye's robe and said, "You will have a good relationship with my little guy, and you will guess what I want to do." ”

Shen Ye hurriedly refused: "Don't, I won't help you write this time, I want to write it yourself." ”

"Your practice is useless, you can't become a talisman, and you can't write letters. ”

Shen Ye rolled his eyes and said, "Wouldn't it be better if you can change your routine again?"

"Just one last time, one last time for me. ”

Shen Ye looked at her aggrieved and said, "You said it several times for the last time, and it may not be the real last time, so I won't eat you." ”

She got up, loosened her clothes and shouted: "It's okay, they all say words like their people, and I don't know if Miss Zhiyin's beautiful face can write beautiful words, so it doesn't hurt to let her write." ”

As she spoke, Yan Jiuli didn't forget to glance at Shen Ye, and she hoped in her heart that Shen Ye would regret it.

Shen Ye hurriedly smiled and said: "Go with you, you have to ask for money, ten cents per word, Zhiyin was redeemed by me by selling the mansion, how can you use it if it's not your maid?"

Yan Jiu Liang said: "Stingy, don't say that you feel sorry for the beauty, you still make so many excuses, I've known each other for so long, am I the master who has no money? ”

"Really?" Shen Ye threw down the dog's tail grass in his hand and became interested.

Although there is no shortage of money, it is a sum of money to be earned, and Shen Ye does not refuse to come to such a thing as money, so good, and it takes a lot of time to practice calligraphy these days, and it is time to pay for it, and the time to ask for a return has come.

Yan Jiuli glanced at Shen Ye with disgust: "Take a mirror and look at your current appearance, when it comes to money, don't mention how embarrassing it is, beggars on the street can't stand it, there is no hard thing in your bones at all, shame, when the Mid-Autumn Festival comes, I will let you write to death fiercely, I have more silver, I am afraid that you will cry sourly and cry mother!"

Shen Ye smiled and said: "I don't pretend to be a hero, I don't bend my waist for five buckets of rice, I still shout that I don't bend my waist for five buckets of rice when I starve to death, it's a joke, I still bend my waist when I die, how many words do I have!"

"I don't want to argue with you!" Yan Jiu Liang turned around with the Nine Fence Sword, "I'll go and take a look at that beauty, just now I saw that her hand seems to be injured, it can't be your daring scheme, right?"

Shen Ye smiled angrily: "I think I have already tried to do wrong, why bother so much, you never have a good thing to say." ”

"If you have something to do tomorrow, go to bed early, sharpen your knife, and try to fight to the death, your little life may be the result tomorrow, your own accounting, accounting." ”

After speaking, Yan Jiuli walked to the back of Nian Tang, and saw his behavior and estimated that he really went to Miss Zhiyin's room.

These words reminded Shen Ye, thinking that there might be a big battle tomorrow, no one can say whether he will live or die, he must be fully prepared tonight, not to mention dealing with Dag is a problem for Shen Ye to deal with Lao Mai alone.

So Shen Ye pulled out the Nine Fence Sword to practice alone, and suddenly, in the hazy moonlight, the sword light lit up, and several sword lights pierced the moonlight, this light was better than the moonlight, and the sword roared out of the light, as if the light of heaven and earth was gathered and the sword veins dispersed in one go.

What a lifeless swordsmanship!