Wang Yan asked Zhao Jing to go first very gentlemanly, with a victorious smile on his face, like a gentleman's flower messenger, he followed Zhao Jing forward, and the perfect combination made Gao A Junfeng hate and jealous.

Gao A Junfeng looked at Xing Xing resentfully for a while, and after the happy people walked out of more than ten meters, he "hummed" heavily and turned around and left, rushing into Yecheng angrily, and he didn't care about going to the vassal elegance and appreciating the chrysanthemum poetry.

For Gao A Junfeng's resentful gaze, Happy knew very well in his heart, but he didn't care. bowed his head to Gao Wei and Han Changluan, because he was happy that there were too many fetters on the road in the future. Gao A Junfeng is not qualified to let the proud laughing Buddha demon hand pay attention, and in the eyes of happiness, he is not even a difficult little ghost.

Everyone talked and laughed along the way, and finally climbed a not very high mountain range outside Yecheng when they were on the third pole. Although the air in the sky is thin, it is very fresh, and it is refreshing to look around condescendingly.

"It's so beautiful!" It's a wonderful feeling to see all the mountains at a glance, but the cold on the top of the mountain is too heavy, so those thin boys and buddies secretly inhale the cold air, and their voices are also trilling.

"Whew-"

Feeling the mountain wind blowing the clothes to the sound of hunting, looking at the unobstructed Yecheng in the distance, I suddenly felt a burst of excitement, and involuntarily looked up to the sky and roared.

The roar of joy was like the roar of a dragon and a tiger, and the sound was clear and majestic, piercing through the sky and spreading far away. With this whistling sound, a powerful and terrifying aura emanated from Xingxing's body.

"What's crazy?"

This was the common thought in everyone's hearts, and they all looked at it with horror on their faces. These literati, rich and noble sons, all of them are not diligent, and the grains are not divided, but they are flowers in the greenhouse, and the temperature on the top of this mountain is already low, which makes them a little afraid, coupled with the strong momentum of happiness at this time, they can't help but be afraid in their hearts for a while, and two tremble.

The only ones who have no fear among the people are Wang Yan and Zhao Jing, the former because he is the general Wang Lin, he has been trained by his Lao Tzu, and he is familiar with Xing, which can be regarded as seeing some of the strangeness of Xingxing. The latter's surname itself is soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, and the sudden change of joy makes the curiosity in her heart far exceed the fear.

The whistling of joy lasted for five breaths before it subsided, and slowly faded away. Recently, in the face of Cushman & Wakefield's frustration and indignation, anxiety about future development, and the hesitation and complex psychology of experiencing things between men and women for the first time, it seems that they all exhaled out of their chests in this long howl.

Happy is a cool word now, but other people are very unhappy. was originally to please the beauty, but not only was he frozen, but he was also frightened like this, which was unbearable for uncles and aunts. It's just that although the body is thin, the momentum is extraordinary, and the whole body is like a sharp sword out of the sheath, which is very powerful, and they have to hold back the resentment in their hearts.

This long roar of joy finally swept away most of the interest of everyone in chanting poetry, and the time was only noon, and everyone went down the mountain and walked towards Yecheng.

"Brother Xing, there are more of you today, let's go, go to Zuiyue Tower, my brother will invite you to have a drink!" After saying goodbye to Zhao Jing, Wang Yan remembered the joy of earning back face for him, a typical heavy color and light friend.

Happy pouted, shook his head in refusal. Since he had a relationship with Zhang Rong, he has never been to Zuiyue Tower, really because he doesn't know how to face Zhang Rong.

"Oh? Brother Xing said how could he save money for his brother today? Wang Yan looked at him curiously, and then asked, "Brother Xing, how did you get that fan and that word?" ”

Happy didn't answer and asked, "Does Brother Wang want to get rich?" ”

"Of course!" Wang Yan replied very simply, his father gave a lot of family assets to his army, Wang Yan has too many brothers, more wolves and less meat, and his monthly money is penniless every time before the end of the month. can have a way to make a fortune, how can Wang Yan be unhappy?

"This folding fan is a good thing to make a fortune! How many young masters do we have in this Yecheng, who doesn't want to have a folding fan that can reflect their own grace? Happy gently shook the folding fan in his hand.

Wang Yan showed a thoughtful look, this folding fan looks ordinary, but its area is vast, it can be written poems, can also be painted on some landscape paintings, literati scratchers in their hands, undoubtedly more can reflect a kind of chic style, the heart of the young girl attracted.

Thinking that folding fans can be popular in Yecheng, and even the whole country, and the wealth is rolling in, Wang Yan's eyes can't help but glow with green light.

"Brother Xing, tell me your opinion!" Wang Yanhuo was in a hurry.

Happy smiled indifferently and said, "Brother Wang, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, let's go, go back to the house, and the younger brother will discuss it carefully with you." ”

"Good, good." Wang Yan said three good words in a row, and his heart became more and more hot.

As the leaves of Yecheng gradually turn yellow and the weather gradually cools, the bleak winter begins to drive away the fruitful autumn step by step.

Since the Double Ninth Festival, the folding fan has been as happy as expected, and it has swept the city in a few days, and has been favored by the literati and writers who pretend to be high-minded.

Zhao Jing liked the new font of thin gold font very much, and she borrowed Wang Yan's folding fan because she didn't care about her daughter's shyness and reserve. Zhao Zhongjiang and Yiyang Wang liked it very much, and then their mouths, this font gradually spread. Wang Yan has also become a big celebrity again because of this, but he can't do this kind of font, ask happy, the latter every time he cares about other things, changes the topic, and makes him helpless.

The sign of the gentleman, that is, to spend a lot of money, if you have money, you have to spend it, and if you don't have money, you have to spend it.

Happy and Wang Yan have earned so much money, how can they not celebrate with their lives. However, the two did not go to Zuiyue Tower, but went to the post-80s Shaolin abbot, which made Wang Yan complain.

After eating a little wine, Wang Yan drank on all fours, and he was a little dizzy and fluttering with joy. Leaving Wang Yan alone in the post-80s Shaolin abbot, he happily got out of the post-80s Shaolin abbot and slowly walked home.

At this time, the night was already deep, but the moonlight was bright, but it was as bright as day. The streets were deserted, and occasionally I came across a beggar cowering in a corner or a drunkard singing to the moon.

A cool breeze blew, and the joy was full of excitement, and the already drowsy mind was cleared up. Inadvertently looked at the alley of the black hole in front of him, and his eyes, which were originally cloudy, suddenly became clear, revealing a cold gaze, and a trace of killing intent emanated, but it was instantaneous.

Happy was humming and chirping drunk words, and his body staggered forward, full of the smell of alcohol, even if he was dozens of meters away, Anu seemed to be able to smell it.

Anu frowned, staring closely at the approaching joy, he couldn't help but tighten the egg-thick wooden stick in his hand, slowly licked his tongue, and his eyes gradually became sharp.

"Cheer up Lao Tzu, I'm happy, the master said, I want him to have one hand and one leg, don't be mistaken!" Anu whispered.

"Brother Anu, don't worry! We've suffered in the middle of the night, but we're going to get it back from this kid! A rough voice sounded, and the voice was rather poignant.

", be quiet!" Anu was furious and shouted in a low voice. If the stupid man behind him startled the snake, the master would blame himself and be unlucky.

"Big brother, don't worry, this kid is so drunk that he doesn't even recognize his mother, how can he notice us!" Another voice sounded, very indifferent, but not loud.

"It's coming, silence!" Anu shouted.

Happy still unconsciously had an ambush in the dark alley ahead, he still marked an exclamation mark for a while, and walked forward with a question mark for a while, and his body was like a catkins in the wind, which made people worry about whether they would fall to the ground in the next moment.

"Well, damn it, Xiaohong, this little girl, caused the master to drink so much, and now she has to release water. Hey, where's the latrine? Well, that's here! Happily shook to the wall, muttered, and began to untie his pants.

"Rejoice to die!"

Anu couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw that he walked to his invisible wall to release water. He was about to wait until he was happy and comfortable, but the brothers behind him couldn't hold it back, and jumped out with a loud shout.