Seeing Yan Xingji's silent appearance, Simao's triumphant expression was almost uncontrollable.

When Chun Niang came in to greet her attendant and send Yan Xingji away, Simao's smiling face showed a hint of relief imperceptibly, but it was fleeting, what Chun Niang didn't know was that at this moment, Simao's back was already soaked with sweat. He knew very well in his heart that he had passed the test by luck today, and Yan Xingji's real purpose here was actually to see if he had made an unintentional mistake, or if he had deliberately dug a big pit, and even trapped Xu Sandao and the Cao Gang into the pit.

And Yan Xingji's cleverness lies in the fact that all the topics of conversation are actually foggy, Simao's answer is not important, the important thing is that behind this question and answer, Yan Xingji is secretly figuring out his temperament and scheming with one eye open, and sometimes, it is not easy to pretend to be confused, and it is not easy to pretend to be without traces. When Yan Xingji decided that he was a loach, it meant that Simao was a highly talented, cunning scoundrel, and a bit of a young man who liked to be clever, like to show off, and the city government was not enough, of course, it was impossible to dig such a big pit with foresight. Therefore, Yan Xingji's final conclusion to Simao was that he unintentionally inserted willows, which was purely a coincidence, and Simao was able to escape death this time. After all, he and Xu Sandao are people in the same boat, and if they can die outsiders, of course, they can't die Daoists, and secondly, if they can die Daoists, they won't die in poverty.

"Sister Chunniang, my legs and stomach are still turning tendons, I have always been famous for the old man, and today is the real meeting, and I am trembling." Simao looked at Chunniang who sat down, and said with a grin.

Chun Niang looked at Simao from a distance, and casually knocked on the melon seeds and said: "From head to toe, where do you see a little trembling?" Besides, my father is not a tiger, can he still eat you? ”

Simao grabbed a few melon seeds from Chunniang's hand and threw them into his mouth: "Come on, you can say it, the old man is really a tiger, my little loach still walks quickly........." As he spoke, he took four square steps and walked out of the private room.

"You come back to me, I still haven't finished asking." Chun Niang drank Simao in her throat, and then turned her head and instructed the guys: "Remove these leftover vegetables, give my Simao brothers the same table again, and bring the old Fen wine to the table." The man immediately began to get busy with his hands and feet.

Simao turned around helplessly, still with a hippie smiling expression: "Sister Chunniang, let's say okay first, I didn't bring any silver when I went out this morning......

Chun Niang glanced at Simao: "Look at your little bit of interest, if you are not fake, you can be regarded as a man, you can't have a small belly and chicken intestines with that little thought?" ”

Simao sat on the stool: "Yes, as long as I don't pay for the wine, let's talk about the Xuanhuang of Heaven and Earth, the Flood of the Universe, and Yao Shunyu Soup." ”

Chun Niang snorted and laughed out loud: "Don't give me these Liglong, let's talk about it, the Cao Gang is now married to Lao Jin, my father was fooled by you, I am not so easy to deceive, I want to pick myself up, there is no door, either you go out and carry this black pot, or you come up with an idea how to solve this dead knot, choose one yourself." ”

"Sister, my good sister, this joke can't be made, it's going to capsize. When did I fool your father, it's none of my business in the first place, so why should I take myself out? Simao looked aggrieved.

Chun Niang smiled like a flower, a pair of watery eyes sparkled, glanced at Simao, and seemed to casually throw out a sentence: "People's hearts are useless, and the gods cannot escape this catch." This person should be referring to Xu Sandao..........."

Simao's eyebrows raised slightly: "It's useless for you to compose poetry, what I said is not my business, it is not my business." ”

"Bah, you have no conscience, I am so good to you in vain." Chun Niang's pretty face turned like a layer of ice: "You don't care, without you Zhang Butcher, it's hard to really eat hairy pigs." With that, he stood up and turned to leave.

Simao suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Chun Niang: "Sister Chun Niang, my Simao has been a monk for a day and hit the clock for a day over the years, thanks to your help in the open and in the dark, people's hearts are flesh and blood, and I can't do anything that I don't repay." But the pool of water in our mouth is too deep, and the bamboo pole can't be explored to the end, you and I can't control this matter, and I can't force the head without drinking water, if the old man really wants to break this game, I have an idea, but my sister must not say that it was my idea, otherwise, even if you force me to die today, I won't open this mouth. ”

Chun Niang saw Simao's rare seriousness, her tone was sincere, she couldn't help but be slightly moved, and her tone softened: "You say, what is the idea, as for whether it can be done or not is my own business, it has nothing to do with you." ”

Simao gently spit out eight words from between his teeth: "The snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman profits." ”

After Chun Niang listened, she groaned for a long time, and then slowly lowered her voice and said, "Who is the sandpiper and who is the fisherman?" ”

"Of course, Xu San and Lao Jin are sandpiper mussels, and the old man can only be this fisherman."

", who doesn't know that Xu San is my father's apprentice, doing this kind of thing, how can my father gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes in the future?" When Chun Niang heard this, she immediately jumped up.

Simao slowly added: "It's better to be a fisherman than a sandpiper mussel, right?" Sister Chunniang, you just need to say this sentence from your mouth to the old man, you don't have to worry about other things, and you are also idle, and it is useless. ”

These days, the rivers and lakes seem to be calm on the surface, but there is an undercurrent underneath. Early in the morning, Yan Xingji was blocked by three or four old brothers who participated in the Cao Gang's old hall boat, and they noisily forced him to make up his mind.

One of the red-faced old men was obviously the most familiar with Yan Xingji, so he was publicly recommended as the spokesperson, and he was debating with Yan Xingji with foaming at the mouth: "Your apprentice is now recruiting troops everywhere and gearing up, Lao Jin, you don't show your face there, and you don't deliver letters, just wait for the two sides to start fighting or what's the matter?" Xu San is not only your apprentice, but also the brother of our Cao Gang, and now he is ready to fly, and we old guys are shrinking into the boat at a critical juncture, what is that? ”

Yan Xingji sipped the tea slowly and said with a smile: "Eighth brother, what's wrong with being on the boat, my brother has been comfortable for a few days over the years, but he hasn't been on this old hall ship for a few days." In a few days, what's not good about floating on the water, besides, I've prepared good wine and food, and the horse tag nine is readily available, can't our brothers have a good time? ”