Chapter Twenty-Eight: Wan'er is a Woman
"Okay, Wan'er, don't be naughty, let's hire an ox cart and send Wu Gongzi to the Guogong Mansion first, and then our mother and daughter will go back." Aunt Shangguan said.
Shangguan Wan'er squeezed her eyes playfully, she wanted to play tricks on this bad boy, but she didn't expect to be disturbed by her mother.
Wu Qing didn't know Shangguan Wan'er's thoughts, so he hurriedly thanked him, and said while biting the cake: "Thank you so much, auntie." ”
"This kid, you are really sensible, Wan'er, you will have to learn from Wu Gongzi in the future." Aunt Shangguan took the opportunity to educate Shangguan Wan'er.
Wan'er turned her back and stuck out her tongue, and waved her small fist at Wu Qing, the meaning is obvious, you will look good in the future. "Got it, mother."
This daughter-in-law doesn't seem to be a cute girl, but a female man. Isn't the legendary Shangguan Wan'er a goddess who combines wisdom and beauty?
Wu Qing's heart went up and down, and he really couldn't pay attention to it, whether this daughter-in-law still wanted it, anyway, he didn't even hold hands, so it didn't count whether men and women gave or didn't kiss.
Wu Qing and others said goodbye to the old monk, and walked out of the Wenguo Temple, although the old monk kept Wu Qing, but Wu Qing refused without hesitation, if he really stayed for a night, he couldn't say that he really wanted to convert to Buddhism the next day, and he had to recite "Amitabha, the little monk is polite." ”
Although the princesses of the Tang Dynasty prefer to find monks, this should be influenced by Princess Gaoyang. Moreover, the monk cultivates diligently every day, and there is nowhere to vent a lot of energy, so it is normal to find a monk. But this is not what Wu Qing needs, although he envies those faces, he really doesn't dare to try. Just like the debate, a good career as a monk, but he couldn't stand Gao Yang's beauty and was pulled off the altar.
If you want to **, you should also choose **childe, not a monk!
Wu Qing had very, very many reasons to refuse to be a monk, so he did not hesitate to follow Shangguan's mother and daughter into the ox cart and sit next to his daughter-in-law, which was a kind of enjoyment.
"Why are you so tight?" Shangguan Wan'er squeezed Wu Qing hard, but she didn't have Wu Qing's strength, so she had to move.
Wu Qing's little face smiled like a chrysanthemum, and said, "If you squeeze it again, I will fall."
Aunt Shangguan persuaded: "Don't make trouble, Wan'er, it's okay to squeeze." ”
Hearing Aunt Shangguan's words, Wu Qing's heart blossomed, mother, you still know my heart, Wu Qing is closer to Wan'er's body, but unfortunately there are not many soft places, the big one is not big, the small one is indeed too small, Wan'er is just a little Lori.
Wu Qing had no choice but to give up, such evil thoughts really shouldn't be imposed on the goddess, especially the goddess who was still in her girlhood.
Half an hour later, Wu Qing finally arrived at the side door of the British Mansion, and when he was about to get out of the car, suddenly a soft little hand hit Wu Qing's palm, Wu Qing was stunned, when will this girl play paper balls.
Wu Qing pretended not to know, but his heart was happy, and his daughter-in-law was still smart, so he said: "Aunt Shangguan, and Wan'er, let's say goodbye, there will be a period later." ”
"Hmph, there will be no time in the future!" Shangguan Wan'er said very unkindly.
Aunt Shangguan said angrily: "You kid, you don't study well at all, how can you marry in the future?" Then he said: "That martial master, Wan'er and I will go back." ”
"Be careful all the way!"
Seeing the ox cart of Shangguan's mother and daughter leave, Wu Qing quickly peeled off the paper ball, only to see a sentence written on it: "Hmph, boy, you go to die!" ”
"Holy!" Wu Qing scolded, this female man.
With a squeak, the door opened, and it was Lao Li who came out, Li Ji's house slave. Wu Qing knew, so he said, "It turned out to be Uncle Li." ”
Although Uncle Li is a house slave, he has been in the Li Mansion for 20 years, he is humble and respected, "You kid, play crazy, your mother is dying, I think you are being trafficked, go inside." ”
Wu Qing had no choice but to thank him, be modest, and then walk towards his neighbor's house.
I had to go to Aunt Wu's room first to say hello to Aunt Wu, it was late at night, and Aunt Wu still hadn't slept. Before arriving at the door, Wu Qing was a little hesitant, whether he should go in, since the last time he had a thought, Wu Qing has not slept with Aunt Wu, so Aunt Wu has complained a lot.
"Is my son back?" The loving voice of Aunt Wu came from the wing.
With a squeak, Aunt Wu pushed the door out.
Wu Qing hurriedly asked, "Mother, it's late at night, why haven't you slept yet?" ”
looked at her son, and then hugged Wu Qing into her arms, Aunt Wu's eyes were slightly red, and she choked up: "My son has not returned yet, how can I sleep peacefully for my mother?" If my son has three longs and two shorts, how will I live? ”
"Mother, the child will be fine, is the child smart?" Wu Qing had no choice but to comfort Aunt Wu, to be honest, over the years, he has been more grateful to Aunt Wu and less attached. He knows that this kind of estrangement, no matter how time changes, it is difficult to change, this may be the weakness of family affection through the public.
After chatting with Aunt Wu for a while, Wu Qing returned to the study, he really couldn't sleep. The reason for this is that so many unexpected things happened on this day, which made him very frightened, and this qiē made him not have the slightest ability to resist. Li Jingye's rebuke, the majesty of the imperial city, Wu Minzhi's bullying without warning, and that little Lori can also bully people, isn't it Shangguan Wan'er, isn't it a goddess? What's the big deal. Datang has a lot of pink fungus!
Master, where are you?
Wu Qing was frightened and anxious, took advantage of the moonlight, lit the oil lamp, lit the flames, spread out the bamboo paper, lifted the brush, and wrote "Five Rats in the Eastern Capital". I saw Wu Qing's pen walking the dragon and snake, and the writing was like flowing water. Looking at the handwriting again, it is like the style of the later Wen Zhengming's travel book. Of course, this is also what Wu Qing is pursuing, Wen Zhengming's travel book, unparalleled in the world, I remember that I have been imitating it since I was very young, but after all, I didn't have its charm, and I didn't use a brush anymore.
Outside the study, a dark shadow looked at Wu Qing, who was writing at the desk, nodded, took out a piece of paper in his hand, and then put it in the window, and disappeared in an instant, like a ghost, very terrifying.
Wu Qing didn't notice it at all, he was immersed in the wonderful story of the five rats in the Eastern Capital, and he was out of control.
It wasn't until the sky was white that Wu Qing let out a sigh of relief and stretched his numb legs, and then he saw that there was a piece of paper in the window.
Wu Qing was stunned, how could there be a piece of paper, so he took it and opened it, and there was a sentence written on it: "See you at the City God Temple in Longqingfang tomorrow afternoon." ”
The handwriting is strong, the pen is strong, and there is a sharpness between the lines. This must have been written by a person who practiced martial arts, thinking about it, Wu Qing couldn't help but think of the masked old man, the master who wanted to pass on his martial arts.