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Qin Mengyao and Ling Yuehua left together, and the little princess Sirou came to the cell in a hurry. (The first text is published in the reading room biquge.info)

"Does it still hurt you?"

"Thank you for your concern, Your Royal Highness the Princess, it doesn't hurt anymore."

The little princess Sirou was in love for the first time, she still didn't know what feelings were, but she felt that if she couldn't see Chen Xu for two days, she would miss him very much, and wanted to talk to him and relieve her boredom; Chen Xu also noticed the strange look of the little princess Sirou looking at him, Feng Qing can not care about the title, Princess Sirou can't, the royal goddess marries a concubine, if it is true, not only Emperor Shenzong wants to castrate him, but the saliva of those Yanguan can also drown him, not to mention that Meng Yao's father is the boss of Yanguan, he really can't imagine the unpredictable consequences.

Princess Sirou is ignorant of feelings, and this kind of friendship is clear and not mixed with any impurities, which can basically be regarded as the troubles of a girl's growth. Chen Xu didn't dare to be too affectionate and inconvenient to break it in person, he could only gradually distance himself in order to look forward to the little princess slowly forgetting him, which seemed to be the most perfect ending.

"Then let's start telling the story, you haven't finished "Baolian Lantern" yet."

Princess Sirou did not notice Chen Xu's deliberate and unobtrusive alienation, she solemnly put out the four treasures of the study room and placed them on the table in front of Chen Xu, holding a brush and waiting for Chen Xu to speak.

The story of "Baolian Lantern" is very long, and Chen Xu's "update" is not good, and it took him several months to talk about Liu Yanchang, the first scholar of the Three Virgins. The little princess Sirou couldn't listen to it, so she relived the past plot, although it was a cliché, but she would cry and laugh every time. A few days ago, a bold idea suddenly popped up in the mind of the little princess Sirou: she wanted to re-transcribe and polish Chen Xu's manuscript and the part she told, so that the story of Yang Erlang and the Three Virgins would be passed on forever.

"You want to talk about "Baolian Lantern"? I also have to listen to it, and I'll tell Shi Niang when I go back. ”

Feng Che was full of plans to make a fortune, as if he had been injected with stimulants, and his every move had a kind of sassy taste.

"Feng Gongzi, what's wrong with you? Is it typhoid fever? The little princess also felt that Feng Che was not much different from usual, she tilted her head to look at it, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt different.

"I'm fine, how can I get a cold? I can kill a donkey right now. ”

"I think you're like a donkey, Her Royal Highness the princess said that you were infected with the wind and cold to express whether you were burned or not."

Chen Xu couldn't help but hit Feng Che, he was really afraid that he would cause some trouble if he continued to make trouble; Yang Yunrui couldn't help laughing.

"Ben Gongzi is happy, I don't care what you say, rich people feel so good."

Little Princess Sirou heard Feng Che be so generous, she stood up and walked around Feng Che and then leaned over to Chen Xu and whispered, "I think he is really sick today, what's wrong?" Do you want to send the imperial doctor to treat him? ”

"It's not a big deal, it's just that an unlucky child was sold, and he stupidly bargained with others to say that it would be cheaper."

Princess Sirou shook her head slightly in confusion; Feng Che responded with a good feeling about himself, and after coming back to his senses, he glared at Chen Xu again and said, "What do you mean?" Let's say I'm going to take a stake, and you can't go back. ”

"Do you really think that Miss Ling gave you silver for nothing? Calculate for yourself how much money you should pay her back. ”

Feng Che's expression was surprised, and Yang Yunrui was also puzzled, "Yuehua didn't let the second child pay back much silver, right?" ”

Princess Sirou asked what happened, Chen Xu explained Ling Yuehua's "usury", and the little princess said as a matter of course: "It's really not much." ”

Chen Xu suddenly felt that Dayan needed to strengthen the teaching of arithmetic, and this level was generally concave.

"How much silver did Miss Ling let you pay back on the first day?"

"One or two!"

"What about the next day?"

"Two taels," Feng Che said a little unconvinced, "The two days add up to only three taels, and I borrowed ten thousand taels." ”

"And what about the third day?"

"Four-tael."

……

"And what about the fifth day?"

"Thirty-two taels."

……

"And what about the eleventh day?"

Feng Che waved his fingers and counted for a long time, he couldn't help but scratch his head again, Yang Yunrui was silent, he suddenly remembered his wife's smile at that time, he couldn't help but shiver, this was too impressive.

"It has to be a few hundred taels, right?" The little princess Sirou quickly calculated, and after thinking about it, she told the jailer to find her an abacus.

"Don't be so troublesome, on the eleventh day you have to pay back one thousand and twenty-four taels, and so on, on the twenty-first day, you have to pay her back one hundred and forty-eight thousand five hundred and seventy-six taels; As for the thirty-first day, the amount of silver you have to prepare is definitely more than a billion yuan, do you still need me to continue to count it for you? ”

Yang Yunrui and Little Princess Sirou opened their mouths wide at the same time, shocked by Miss Ling's "usury" on the one hand, but what surprised them even more was Chen Xu's quick calculation, casually saying the silver that needed to be repaid, he didn't seem to have to think about it.

Feng Che was dripping with cold sweat on his forehead, and he asked Chen Xu stupidly, "Then how much silver do I have to pay back in the end?" ”

"According to this algorithm, not to mention silver, even if it is a grain of rice, the treasury can be emptied in two months."

"It's not that exaggerated, is it?" Yang Yunrui's question was responded to by the little princess Sirou, and it happened that the jailer came to the abacus, and the little princess began to calculate while sitting in a precarious position.

Since the founding of Dayan, abacus has been extremely popular, and the "upper method", "retreat method", "ninety-nine" formula, and "reduction and division method" have gradually improved, and the abacus algorithm has formed a system. The little princess has been taught by a famous teacher since she was a child, and the action of fiddling with the abacus beads with her slender hand is simply dazzling. Feng Che looked at it, he wondered if Chen Xu was alarmist.

The little princess counted while writing, and after a while, she said with some embarrassment: "I can't count it." After a pause, she pointed at Chen Xu and said, "The results he said before are all correct. How did you do that? ”

Princess Sirou's last sentence was obviously to ask Chen Xu. Before Chen Xu could speak, Feng Che suddenly grabbed Yang Yunrui's neck and shook it desperately, "If you kill me, forget it." ”

……

The sun was setting in the west, Meng Yao left the Ningguo Mansion and walked home, Chen Xu would send her in the past, but now she went home alone.

"We have thirty-nine days, four hundred and sixty-eight hours, and you will be my wife in a red wedding dress."

Meng Yao thought about what Chen Xu had said, and she felt as if tears had dropped into her heart.

In the morning, she saw something she didn't want to see but was always on guard, she immediately asked Feng Qing to fight, Feng Qing just dodged but didn't fight back, she also felt quite unaccomplished; She felt a little embarrassed after crying in her cell......

Thinking about today's various things, Meng Yao was sometimes angry and sometimes smiling, and the past things would not be investigated, but Feng Qing wanted to enter the door of her Chen family, and she couldn't even think about it.

"Senior Sister Qin, don't come unharmed."

Meng Yao was interrupted by a cold female voice, and when she looked up, she found that the woman standing in front of her was Jianyue Sect Huarou. Hua Rou held the long sword in her hand, and she looked at Meng Yao with a very unfriendly gaze, as if Meng Yao had robbed her beloved man.

"What do you want to do?"

Meng Yao is no stranger to Hua Rou's gaze, and she also looked at Feng Qing when she was looking for Feng Qing to fight. There is a world of difference between the outer and inner disciples of the Jianyue Sect, and the last time the two fought, Hua Rou defeated Meng Yao with only three moves. Meng Yao was on guard, although she had learned some kung fu from Chen Xu, she didn't know if she could win Hua Rou.

"Teach you a lesson!"

Hua Rou's voice fell to the ground, and with a coquettish sound, the long sword went straight into the middle palace. Meng Yao's legs were slightly open, she held the wrist of her right hand with her left hand, and her right hand slashed an arc in mid-air, avoiding Hua Rou's long sword, and the back of her hand rested on Hua Rou's wrist.

Hua Rou's arm naturally swung away, and before she could return her sword to fight back, Meng Yao's five fingers together slammed into Hua Rou's shoulder. This move refers to the fact that if Chen Xu will come out, Hua Rou will definitely be seriously injured; However, Meng Yao's technique was rusty, and Hua Rou only staggered back two steps. Meng Yao secretly screamed that it was a pity, but Hua Rou was shocked, in just a few months, how did the former subordinates learn this strange technique?

Hua Rou retreated, she no longer kept it, the long sword shook out the sword flowers, and greeted Meng Yao with a split head and a face. In an instant, Meng Yao only felt that there was sword light in front of her, and she didn't know how to deal with it. In a panic, she turned and ran, the wind whistling in her ears, and she even felt that Hua Rou's long sword had cut her hair.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of "ding", and Meng Yao hurriedly turned around, but saw Feng Qing's long sword holding Hua Rou's sword.

"Miss Feng, don't be nosy."

"You are bullying people, I can't see it, so I have to take care of it."

When Feng Qing said this, she couldn't help but glance at Meng Yao, she had been following her since Meng Yao left the Guogong Mansion. Hua Rou blocked Meng Yao's way, Feng Qing didn't want to care, especially when she thought that Meng Yao scolded her shamelessly and fought with her in the morning, she was even more reluctant to help her. Hua Rou's sword is flourishing, but Meng Yao exposes her back to her opponent, and she feels that there is no more stupid way than this.

Feng Qing originally thought that Hua Rou just wanted to teach Meng Yao a lesson, but Hua Rou didn't leave a back hand for this move, once she hit Meng Yao, she would either die or be injured, she couldn't help but help. If Meng Yao had three longs and two shorts, he would definitely be sad, Feng Qing thought so.

Hua Rou knew that she was not Feng Qing's opponent, so she made two false moves to get out as soon as possible. Feng Qing hated her for being ruthless, and shot down Hua Rou's long sword in two moves, and reversed the hilt of the long sword and poked her shoulder. Hua Rou only felt an irresistible powerful force spread all over her body, she involuntarily flew upside down and then squatted on the ground with a "bang". Her buttocks hurt sharply, and she stared at Feng Qing deadly.

"You go, I don't want to see you again."

"I won't let you go." Hua Rou limped to her feet, and moved a long way before she dared to let out cruel words.

Meng Yao looked at Hua Rou with disdain, she deliberately didn't look at Feng Qing.

"Meng Yao, let's make peace, right?"

Meng Yao was a little embarrassed, if she said anything ruthless at this time, she would inevitably be suspected of revenge, so she had to say: "It's okay for us to be sisters, but it's ......"

"But what?" Feng Qing was a little excited, she believed that Chen Xu liked her, and the only obstacle that she didn't dare to show was because of Meng Yao, as long as she agreed, there would be no problem.

"You can't rob my husband."

Feng Qing: "......"

The two walked along the street, neither of them spoke, and the night gradually covered the land, and the pedestrians on the street gradually disappeared.

"Miss Feng, thank you for helping me, I'm going home," Meng Yao was the first to break the silence, and she said again, "Farewell!" ”

"Meng Yao ......"

Feng Qing wanted to speak and stopped, but suddenly heard a sharp whistling, mixed with the whirring sound of the sword breaking through the air. Meng Yao exclaimed, Feng Qing subconsciously waved his sword to block it......*************************************************** Today's collection is not powerful, not only does it not rise, but there is a tendency to fall, even a love xù writer, your support and encouragement are the driving force of even code words, three thousand today, do you say no?" Favorites, favorites, thank you!!

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