Chapter Forty-Nine: Rising (Seeking Collection)
Chapter 49 gradually rises
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The boiling noise seemed to be pointed out, and the crowd roared in unison in the direction of Wei Qiao.
But Wei Qiao and the others sat too far away, and no one seemed to recognize Wei Qiao, just shouted, and no one stepped forward.
Qin Yun turned his head to look at Wei Qiao, with a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth.
The little girl's little face was quite excited, and she quietly sat on the side of Wei Qiao, holding her chest and pursing her mouth, looking like a lady. In fact, I was extremely nervous in my thoughts.
"Wei Qiao, Wei Qiao......"
The shouts one after another pierced Wei Qiao's eardrums.
In the eagerness of Qin Yun and Xiangling, Wei Qiao ate the last melon seed casually, clapped his hands, wiped off the residue from the corner of his mouth, picked up a glass of water on the side and took a sip, and suddenly shouted at the crowd: "Wei Qiao went to the toilet!" ”
Qin Yun was immediately stunned, his eyes wide and his face was incredible.
The little girl stared at her, and she didn't know what to do for a while.
The crowd of people recently suddenly froze for a while, as if someone was watching.
It was Wei Qiao who shouted and ignored it directly; Xiangling, female,; Qin Yun, too old!
"Wei Qiao went to the toilet......"
"Wei Qiao went to the toilet......"
Soon, this sentence regressed, covering up the original voice, and quickly spread to the stage.
Zhou Shaoyang's originally sneering and smug face instantly stiffened.
'Went to the latrine?' ’
Zhou Shaoyang's heart was full of anger, thinking of Wei Qiao's face that was always indifferent, he held his breath in his chest and rose violently.
Wei Qiao: This is on purpose! He's teasing me, and he doesn't bother to compete with me!
Zhou Shaoyang's face was gloomy, his eyes were spewing fire, but at this time, he had to make a generous and calm look on his face, so he squeezed out a smile and nodded to the people below.
Qin Yun looked at Wei Qiao, who was holding melon seeds in his hand, stumbling leisurely and calmly, and the sentence "Wei Qiao went to the toilet" in his mind. It's not uncommon for people to run away from the Buddha conference, but this is the first time they've used this reason!
The corners of Qin Yun's face were stiff, his eyes were dull, his throat was struggling to stir, he forced out a smile, and said to Wei Qiao: "Little friend, I still have something to do, go first." As he spoke, he stood up slowly.
Wei Qiao smiled at this old man with an obviously impure purpose, and said enthusiastically: "Don't talk for a while?" ”
The corners of Qin Yun's mouth twitched slightly, twitching the corners of his face and putting on an ugly smile, and said, "No, farewell." After speaking, he immediately turned around and walked towards the north, for fear that Wei Qiao would say something that he couldn't stand again.
Wei Qiao looked at his movements of wiping his sweat as he walked, and shook his head.
Since you want to be amazing, you naturally have to save it for the end.
"Went to the latrine?" Inside the golden curtain, the old man in the gorgeous costume looked stunned, and couldn't help but look up at the guard in front of him. If he hadn't been following him for more than ten years and being loyal, he might have had to be pulled out and tortured.
"yes, that's how he did!" The guard was half-kneeling there, his expression unchanged.
The old man's face flashed with astonishment, and then he laughed out loud. Then the laughter grew louder and louder, and the hearty voice even came out of the curtain.
"Hahaha, good, good! I went to the toilet, hahaha...... "The old man lay there, laughing nonstop." It didn't take long to sit up on his side with his stomach clutched.
The old man laughed for a long time before stopping, touching the tears on his face, and his face was full of smiles. Apparently he hadn't laughed like that in a long time.
Yi Yun looked at the equally surprised Yinkong Master in surprise, and the two were speechless for a while.
"Amitabha!" After a long time, Master Yinkong pronounced a Buddha name, and then he smiled tremblingly: "Master Wei Shi is really a blessed person. ”
Yi Yunqiao's face was flushed, and this reason was also due to Wei Qiao's idea. Thinking that Wei Qiao already knew Fu Yang's 'Sanniang's milk name, the smile on the corner of her mouth was even stronger. If you let Wei Qiao know that the apprentice he accepted was raised as a young lady since he was a child, I don't know what his expression is.
The cold woman sitting next to the two of them was not a little excited, and looked at the two of them who were laughing with some doubts, pursed her lips slightly, and said softly: "Is it funny?" ”
Yi Yun's laughter stopped, looked at the woman who didn't have the slightest smile, hesitated and whispered: "Ning'er, you have to learn to laugh." ”
"I will."
The woman pursed her lips and moved the corners of her mouth slightly, as if to put on a smile.
Yi Yun looked at the strange movements on her delicate face, and then looked at the Yinkong Master who closed her eyes and recited the scriptures, sighed in her heart, and said softly: "Ning'er, you will often come out for a walk in the future." ”
The woman seemed to want to refute, her clear and transparent eyes blinked, and she nodded lightly at Yiyun.
Zhao Yuankui's face was pale, he ran away for the first time, and the second time he came to 'Wei Qiao went to the toilet', which is simply an insult to the reader! insulted Sven, thinking of Wei Qiao's frivolous and exaggerated appearance of his thighs and legs in the teahouse, he couldn't help but snort coldly in his heart, filling his chest with anger.
Confucianism pays attention to self-cultivation and conduct, if a person's character is not good, even if he is talented, he will not be respected, let alone allowed to enter the court.
Zhao Yuankui is a member of the Hanlin Academy, recognized as a Confucian master, and is even stricter and even harsh in this regard.
Wu Fangyuan sat next to him, looked at him a little strangely, and saw that his face was pale and displeased, so he stepped forward with the last volume.
Looking at the three people who were still sitting there calmly and calmly, without the slightest smell of gunpowder, Wu Fangyuan secretly pondered the holy will, especially staying on Chu Han for a while. If the imperial court needs to cultivate new blood, this Chu Han is more optimistic. Not arrogant or impatient, calm and moderate.
Wu Fangyuan's mind flipped for a while, but he pulled out the topic with a gentle expression, went through it in front of the three of them, and said with an exception: "The three of them are all young talents of my Daqi, and the opportunity is rare, don't hide it." ”
Although it was very vague, the three of them immediately understood Wu Fangyuan's hint: there are big people present!
The three of them were shocked, and nodded gratefully at Wu Fangyuan.
Wu Fangyuan smiled indifferently and walked back.
Zhao Yuankui glanced at Wu Fangyuan, and he didn't break his practice of deliberately forming a good relationship, looking at the slowly burning incense candles, and looking at the three of them coldly. Thinking that Feng Youli was not present, it was a pity.
The little girl was stunned for a while, although she didn't know what the young master wanted to do, she still very obediently handed over the melon seeds that had been half eaten by Wei Qiao.
Well, she kept a little bit beforehand.
"What will it be?"
"Ha, don't worry, it's not a big ...... after all"
"Yes, yes, yes, it's the foolish brother who forgot, so what will be the problem of Master Hanlin?"
"I don't know, the first two times were related to the Buddha, and this time should be no exception......"
"No, no, it's just three things, how can I really talk about Buddha on Buddha, then my Confucian classics don't want to be shelved yet......"
Looking at the three people on the stage who bowed their heads and pondered, the audience quietly whispered.