Lu Yong and the others left, and when they left, they put down cruel words to make Wu Yuanqing look good. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's good to see that Wu Yuanqing is too lazy to think about it, anyway, the IOU of thousands of yuan is in hand, and he also withholds Lu Yong's ancestral jade pendant as a mortgage, not afraid that he will not take the money to redeem it.

Wu Yuanqing thought about it, and he would go door to door tomorrow to ask for accounts, and if he was idle, he would be idle, anyway, these people except for Lu Yong who was Fan Yang couldn't go too far, and the others had a house in Jinyang even if they were not local to Jinyang. Even if it is Lu Yong, Wu Yuanqing can find the Wang family to ask for money if he can really be shameless, anyway, Lu Yong is related to the Wang family, and now he lives in the Wang family, so Lu Yong's face will be embarrassed.

Of course, Wu Yuanqing would not do this, who let the Wang family have Wang Ziyu and Wang Lun.

However, Wang Lun offended his cousin tonight. So Lu Yong didn't call him when he left.

Wu Yuanqing also specially thanked him, and Wang Lun gave him a big roll of his eyes without surprise.

"The little white face is now looking more and more pleasing to the eye, is it because of his sister" Looking at Wang Lun who disappeared on the stairs, Wu Yuanqing touched his chin with his right hand and pondered.

"Hehe, tonight's trip is worth half a year's salary, these guys are really wealth boys" Wu Yuanshuang's eyes lit up, staring at the IOU in the eldest brother's hand.

Wu Yuanqing smiled at the corner of his mouth, glanced at him, and asked, "Do you think they are stupid?"

Wu Yuanshuang laughed and said: "Of course, if you weren't stupid, how could you lose so much money to us, especially Wen Ting's guys, they didn't have anything to do, but they had to get involved halfway, they were really stupid like a donkey, and now they lost miserably, and they will definitely be beaten to death by their families when they go back, haha." Speaking of this, Wu Yuanshuang paused for a moment, and then said in a negotiating tone, "Big brother, do you see if you win so much, do you want to share a little bit of me, the monthly money given by my mother is not enough" After speaking, he looked at his boss expectantly.

"Hehe, hehe, haha, get out" Wu Yuanqing sneered a few times, raised his big foot and kicked his younger brother on the stomach, Wu Yuanshuang was kicked back two steps and sat on the ground.

Wu Yuanqing didn't pause, rushed up and slapped him on the head, scolding while beating: "Are you stupid, are you stupid, you still have the face to share money at this time." Ah, you say that people are stupid, no matter how stupid and stupid they are, they will win you, what qualifications do you have to say that people, if people are stupid, what are you so special, so stupid that you are not as good as a donkey, ah. I don't know if they will be beaten to death when they go home, but Lao Tzu will beat you to death today. “

"Ah, oops, it hurts" Wu Yuanshuang was beaten and crawled on the ground to hide everywhere, begging for mercy in his mouth, "Don't fight, I'm wrong, can't I, oops, I'm going to kill someone."

Wu Yuanqing's hands hurt, and he was still angry, so he changed his feet and kicked again, Wu Yuanshuang saw that this Nima was not good, the boss was really ready to be ruthless, he could still bear it, and the kicking was really terrible.

When Wu Yuanqing saw that this guy dared to run, he was even more angry and chased after him. Dynasty Mahan, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know if you should follow.

After Wu Yuanqing chased him out here, he could still see Wu Yuanshuang running in front of him at first, but unfortunately there were too many people on the street, and after chasing half a street, Wu Yuanshuang had disappeared.

Wu Yuanqing held his knees and gasped for breath, turned his head and walked back after watching other people's bone shrinking skills just now. As a young man who grew up in the 21st century, Wu Yuanqing is a good young man who will give more or less when he sees begging on the street, and he can't do such a tasteless thing as not giving money after watching a performance.

As he walked, Wu Yuanqing stopped and looked up at a three-zhang tall building next to him.

The bell and drum tower, which is used to signal the time at this time, usually the drum is more and the bell is the point.

However, the one in front of me has long been abandoned, and the three-zhang high bell and drum tower is black and rumbling and incompatible with the lively and bright environment around it.

The inexplicable Wu Yuanqing wanted to go up and take a look, but he was still hesitating in his heart, but he had already taken a step under his feet.

When Wu Yuanqing walked into the entrance, two whispers sounded in the shadow of the drum tower on the other side, which were very short, and then calmed down.

Walking on the steps where he couldn't see his fingers, Wu Yuanqing's mouth was faintly inaudible and hummed two songs, "I can't go back to the past, the stars and the moon are hazy, leave everything to the evening drum and morning bell."

For him now, the memory of the future is like singing in the song, he can't go back to the past, the stars and the moon are hazy, walking in this quiet and chilling place of twilight drums and morning bells, I don't know if I can leave everything behind.

Wu Yuanqing enjoyed this pitch black silence very much, no one could hear his slightest breathing and heart beating, he walked very slowly, so slow that every step seemed to be a slow motion in a movie, and time seemed to stand still.

Half a sound, just when Wu Yuanqing finally walked out of the stairs and was about to walk to the fence, suddenly a woman's voice sounded: Morning Glory, Kyaukyao River Han Girl. Slender hands, zaza lanes. All day long, sobbing is like rain; The river is clear and shallow, a little different! Yingying is in the water, and the pulse is silent. The recitation is the tenth poem in the famous poetry collection "Nineteen Ancient Poems" in the late Han Dynasty, which is written about the Weaver Girl missing the Cowherd, weaving cloth unintentionally, separated on both sides of the clear and shallow Milky Way, staring at each other with affection and crying silently.

The sound is not loud, that is, it is too quiet here to be heard, Wu Yuanqing did not expect that someone other than himself would come to this black rumbling place, and it was a woman, and the voice was still a little familiar, but the voice was too small for him to be sure.

Under normal circumstances, a woman in this family is here, and a man is not good to stay here, and a lonely man and widow are not suitable, so they must avoid suspicion.

But Wu Yuanqing didn't have this consciousness, how could he think so much about the year of the 21st century.

Instead of turning around and going downstairs, he said aloud: 'This poem is not good, it is too sad and too cool.'

"Who, come out," a cold female voice sounded from the fence outside.

"In Xia Wu Yuanqing, I don't know if you are?" Wu Yuanqing came to the fence while reporting his own door.

"Ah, Brother Wu, why are you here" The female voice changed from cold to surprised.

"Brother Wu?" Wu Yuanqing's heart moved, and at this time he also came to the fence, turned his head to look at the side, and saw a wonderful person dressed in a white silk robe, wearing a crown, his face was like a crown of jade, his eyes were like a star, and he was looking at himself with some coquettishness in his heroic spirit.

"Miss Wang, it turns out that you are also here" Wu Yuanqing showed a big smile and looked at the handsome and beautiful Wang Ziyu dressed as a man.

I remember reading a paragraph that said that Zhang Ailing once asked her friend how to translate "iloveyou". Some translate it as "I love you". Zhang Ailing said: How can a literati say such a thing?" So you're here too. "That's enough.

Wu Yuanqing, a pseudo-literary youth, likes this sentence with a literary atmosphere very much, just like lamenting the changes in the world, if life is only as it is first seen, it is enough.

It turns out that you are also here, subtle but fiery, Wang Ziyu understood, so he blushed and blushed like a peach blossom.

Wang Ziyu pursed his lips and asked curiously: "Why do you think of this?" Even Brother Wu didn't call anymore, and became you directly.

Wu Yuanqing said: "I walked here and had a feeling that I had to come up and take a look, and when I saw you, I finally knew why." Why are you here, and you can rest assured that you can come out at night when you are alone."

"I came out with the maids, and they were waiting below, didn't you see them?" Wang Ziyu asked strangely.

"No, I haven't seen anyone down there, so they won't leave you to play by yourself," Wu Yuanqing joked with a smile.

"All nonsense" Wang Ziyu glanced at Wu Yuanqing, a woman's unique charm with a men's outfit has a unique style.

Wu Yuanqing was directly electrified, and he smirked and couldn't speak.

"Why did you just say that the poem I read was too sad," Wang Ziyu remembered what happened just now and asked curiously.

"Of course it's sad, don't you think? "Jing Chu Years Chronicles" said, "In the east of Tianhe, there is a weaver girl, the son of the Emperor of Heaven." Weaving every year, weaving into a cloud brocade clothes. The Emperor of Heaven took pity on his solitude and promised to marry Hexi Morning Glory. After marriage, weaving was abolished. The Emperor of Heaven was angry and ordered to return to Hedong. Only on the night of July 7 every year, cross the river for a while. According to this statement, the Weaver Girl itself is wrong, the Emperor of Heaven is kind, pity her loneliness so let her marry the Cowherd, but she forgot her duties because of her personal abolition, the Emperor of Heaven punished her as a matter of course, and then the Emperor of Heaven gave them the opportunity to meet once a year, shouldn't they be grateful? And I heard that one day in heaven and one year on earth, according to this calculation, for these immortals, it is a day to see each other, a small gathering, how can it reach the point of crying like rain," Wu Yuanqing said in a heartfelt manner.

Wang Ziyu chuckled when he heard this: "How do you know that there is a day in heaven and a year on earth, and you are not a god, people can only see each other once a year, it is already miserable enough to be arranged by you."

Wu Yuanqing said: "Okay, I'll talk nonsense about this, but even if you can only see each other once a year, what if the distance produces beauty, as long as the feelings are sincere, fiery and loyal, and they always think about each other, then even if they miss this day of reunion in a year, it is enough, it is better to see each other every day, always accompany each other but have different dreams in the same bed." As the saying goes, "Thin clouds are clever, and flying stars spread hatred." The silver and the Han are dark, and as soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. Tenderness is like water, and the best period is like a dream. Endure the return of the Magpie Bridge, if the two love for a long time, how can they be in the morning and twilight? ”

"As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. If the two love for a long time, how can they be in the morning and twilight" Wang Ziyu muttered these two sentences repeatedly in his mouth, but people were already crazy.