It was night, and the moonlight was hazy.

Where the big room was, Xin Baiwu stood in the main hall, with his back to the house slave and another person who had come to see him, his face was gloomy.

"What about the two merchants? Haven't found it yet?! ”

In the middle of the room, Xiao Si who was standing looked frightened: "No...... I searched all over Bianliang, but there was no trace......"

"Bastard!" Xin Baiwu turned around and shouted angrily, fluctuating indiscriminately: "You can't do such a small thing, what does the old man do with you?!" ”

The man next to Xiao Si quickly stepped forward: "Xiang Gong is angry, according to a certain point of view, those two merchants, I am afraid that after being exposed by Shiyi Lang that day, they will feel that they have a negative relationship, so they ran away with the one hundred taels of silver......"

was afraid of absconding with the money, and he said it very tactfully.

Xin Baiwu's face was full of coldness: "It's just a hundred taels of silver, the old man doesn't care about it, the old boy of Xin Tiller has already arranged for the shadow guard to guard the little eleven, and two days ago, he came to announce the conclusion of the ancestral hall on February 12, which is obviously to force the old man to let go of the 3,000 acres of fertile land!" Three thousand acres of fertile land! The old man has been in business for three years, how can he send it back like this?! How can it be so cheap?! ”

There was the man standing in the hall, but his eyes were rolling slightly: "Xianggong, in this way, the important thing is the title deed in the hands of Shiyi Lang?" In this case, why not just find someone to take the title deed, or just destroy the title deed. When there is no proof of death, the prime minister will give gifts to the clan elders again......"

Also, the clan elders are all old guys who seek stability, if they give a little more benefits, they won't worry about things not happening!

Xin Baiwu's eyes slowly lit up: "Okay, you Yang Xiu, you have Yang Xiu's wisdom!" The old man really didn't mistake you! ”

Xin Baiwu said as he strode down and patted Yang Xiu's shoulder: "Just do it, just do what you say!" You go to arrange, it's best to get the title deed, if you can't do it, you will destroy the title deed! ”

………………

At dawn, the whole sky is still dark blue of the night, which looks quiet and empty, and such a blue sky represents the good weather of the whole day.

Early in the morning, Xin Xi took Xiang'er and Thirty-six to the football field between the Golan in Xifang.

After the free publicity of more than 50 people yesterday, there are now more and more people wandering outside the venue, densely packed, no less than 100 people.

It's a pity that these 100 or so people, compared to the 1.4 million people in the entire Bianliang, are not even a drop in the bucket.

Looking at such a small audience, Xin Zhen's brows furrowed, no, wait for such a slow fermentation, on the day of the Xinjiazhuang finals, who knows how many people can pass?

It seems that I still think things too simply.

No, we need to add another fire!

With his brows furrowed tightly, Xin Xi sat on the ground, leaned back, and looked at the sky quietly, but his mind began to recall those mythical advertisements in later generations......

This year, there will be no gifts for the holidays, and the gifts will be received for brain gold......

God is so brainy that he almost became a madman by this advertising slogan......

We don't produce water, we're just nature's porters......

"System, I can specify the range, and then you will search, can that?!" Xin Xi pinned his hopes on the system.

The system was silent.

Well, it's like asking if you can learn martial arts, isn't it?

"Eleven Lang, what are you thinking with a sad face?!"

A strange and familiar voice sounded, Xin Xi only felt a sudden flutter in his heart, and looked up at the place where the voice came from......

O Nima!

"Sima Yun?!" Xin Zhen's face was full of surprise, and his heart was inexplicably panicked, so that his voice trembled a little: "What are you doing here?!" ”

"Watch football! Yesterday, a lot of people suddenly said that there was a new way to play Keju, and that this new game called football was invented by Xiyuan Xin Shiyi, so I came to take a look! Unexpectedly, Eleven Lang is really here! ”

After Sima Yun finished speaking softly, he raised his head and looked at Xin Xi carefully, his big eyes snorting, as if he could breathe.

Xin Xi was slightly stunned, he admitted that at this moment, he was really moved!

If the old cannon knew, the old cannon kid would probably shout: shocked! Xin Zhen, this kid is actually attracted to a man......

Yes, shock!

Xin Zhen grinned, smiling comfortably.

What was the best advertisement in a previous life? What are the most eye-catching ads?

Is it brain gold? Is it Nongfu Spring? Is it to feed yourself a bag of salt?!

No, no, the most awesome and eye-catching thing is, undoubtedly: shock! ×××××××!

is so god-like, I don't know how many traffic I have deceived, at least, Xin Xi has been shocked countless times......

Looking at Xin Yan's innocent smile, Sima Yun blushed suddenly, and quickly returned to his original state: "Eleven Lang? Why did you suddenly laugh and laugh so happily?! ”

Eleven Lang smiled when he saw me! I was originally sad, but I became so happy to see me......

Oh, no, I'm a man now! Eleven Lang...... Is it good to have Longyang?!

No, no, Shi Lang must have known that I was my daughter a long time ago, otherwise why would that Wuling Chun use "tired day and night to comb my hair"?

Men don't know how to comb their hair! Even if Liu Qi writes words, he won't use the words of his little daughter, it must be because he found out that I am a daughter, so he used the words given to me to remind me vaguely? !

It must be so!

Thinking of this, Sima Yun's face turned red again.

Xin Xi heard Sima Yun's question, raised his head, and when he looked at Sima Yun, the joy in his heart turned into helplessness.

Paralysis, what kind of sin have I created? Actually tempted by a man, and actually seduced by a man's hormones?

It seems that Sima Yun's pen is still Gay?!

"Well, I occasionally feel something, I think of the interesting things of the year ago, and I lost my smile for a while, and I was rude!" Xin Zhen held back his internal injuries and hurriedly admitted his mistake.

Fun fact from the previous year?!

Excuses, what a clumsy excuse!

Sima Yun thought angrily that after she went back, she had checked Shishilang's past. I know that Eleven Lang has been crazy for three years, and it will be good at the beginning of February...... So, what fun can there be a year ago?!

It must be that he didn't dare to say it directly!

If you don't dare to say it directly, I heard that literati like to use poetry to express their hearts......

"Eleven Lang, that Wuling Chun, I ......" Thinking that she was still playing a man, the sentence 'I like it' was quickly swallowed by her.

"That Wuling Chun won my heart, Eleven Lang, why don't you send me another little word? Poetry is also available! After speaking, his big eyes stared at Xin Xi again.

"Uh...... There is no Wen Si ...... today," Xin subconsciously refused.

"Eleven Lang doesn't like so-and-so? That's why you're stingy with poetry? Sima Yun looked complaining.

Xin Zhen's face hurts, big brother, don't you be like this, okay? Even if you're willing to do it, I don't want to go through the back door!

"It's really not enough to think ......"

"Nonsense, Eleven Lang Xiyuan has become a poem in seven steps three times in a row, how can he be lacking in literary thinking?" Sima Yun is unrelenting.

Yes, I'm sorry for you.

Xin Xi was speechless, with reluctance, thinking about a random song, no matter what era he is, it is best to come to a song that has already appeared, which is not a loss, but also completely makes Sima Yun have no hope for his poems, and will avoid trouble in the future.

Immediately, Xin Zhen said casually: "The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark." As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world.

Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, and you can endure the return of the Magpie Bridge. If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight? ”

Xin Xi knew that this was a poem from the Northern Song Dynasty, but he didn't know that Qin Guan, the author of this poem, was only about ten years old now...... So, this word is now appearing for the first time!

After Sima Yun heard this poem, his eyes lit up little by little.

"As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world?"

No wonder, no wonder Eleven Lang has such a sad face, but his face is full of joy when he sees me!

"If the love between the two is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight?!"

This is a metaphor for the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl once a year, so what is Eleven Lang implying about?

Reading the words and thinking of things that don't make sense, Sima Yun slowly opened his eyebrows and smiled.

Xin Xi was dumbfounded, he didn't bother to deal with this madman, although he had an urge to stay with Sima Yun for a while longer, but his reason was violently protesting.

So, taking advantage of Sima Yun's daze, Xin Xi turned around and walked towards Zhou Lang's group.

"Eleven Lang, is this Queqiao Immortal named?"

Xin Xi pretended not to hear, and walked quickly under his feet.

Sima Yun smirked all over his face: "Just call, give me my beloved on the seventh day of the first month of February?" ”

So, the name was set, so that a hundred years later, on the seventh day of the second month, because of this song, it has become a festival that is highly sought after by young men and women - Little Tanabata!