Murong Qi sneered: "I smiled so attentively at you Leng Qinghuan towards this king, and I also know that you must have done something wrong." Take the book out. ”

Leng Qinghuan took two steps back: "It's just a three-character scripture, and the prince is also interested?" ”

"I don't have the Three Character Sutra in my palace!" Murong Qi took two steps closer: "Do you hand it over obediently, or do you take it yourself?" ”

Leng Qinghuan really hated that he couldn't eat this half of the book in his stomach and destroy the corpse. Seeing that Murong Qi was standing in front of him, more than half a head taller than himself, an invisible coercion pressed heavily on top of his head. With a wave of his hand, he could go around behind him and snatch the damn half of the book.

She obediently presented the book: "Since the prince likes it, then give it to the prince." ”

Murong Qi's sharp eyes swept over her face, and as soon as her big hand was raised, she took the book, and Leng Qinghuan took the opportunity to smear oil on the soles of her feet, and wanted to slip away.

Behind him, Murong Qi clenched his teeth: "You stand for this king!" ”

Leng Qinghuan pretended not to hear. Then, the clothes in the back of the heart were grabbed again, and Murong Qi's angry breath sprayed on the top of his head: "You actually took the poetry collection of Daolin monks treasured by this king and set it on fire?" ”

Today, Leng Qinghuan knew that he was wrong, and he was not as straightforward as usual, so he just smiled sarcastically: "I don't know how to read, I don't know how valuable this book is, so I will go out and buy it again to return you another day." ”

"Buy?" Murong Qi's posture seemed to hate the hateful little woman in front of him: "This is the codex of the Daolin monk!" Even the manuscripts are extinct! ”

"You're blackmailing, aren't you?" Leng Qinghuan tried to bargain: "When I really don't know? These kinds of books are all over the streets. At the beginning, I had a book in the toilet to wipe my buttocks. ”

Murong Qi's face was calm, grinding his teeth at Leng Qinghuan, and he said "clucking": "You can say such vulgar words?" Those bad men in this king's camp are better than you. ”

Leng Qinghuan blinked suspiciously: "What do you say without saying ass?" Buttocks? Or chrysanthemums? ”

Murong Qi choked, looking at her eloquent tone, even her hands were a little itchy this time. This woman is quite strong in fights, I wonder if I can afford to punch myself?

His eyes wandered around her face, and he was amused by her inexplicably happy cat face, and said coldly: "Didn't you say that it was all over the street?" Give you three days to find a copy for this king. Otherwise, you will consciously move out of the king's Chaotian Que and roll back to your firewood house! ”

He turned around angrily and left, coldly speaking, and quietly muttered unconvinced: "It's obviously a big old man who can only do it, but he just takes a book to put Sven." Learning is in the stomach, not in the study. ”

Murong Qi heard well, so he naturally heard it clearly, and turned his face and glared at her fiercely: "Don't blame this king for being polite when the time comes!" ”

Doudou also appeared behind him with a black and gray face: "It's over, since it's a lonely book, where do you go to find an identical one and return it to the prince?" Let's be conscious and move back, so as not to be swept away from the floor and embarrassed. ”

Leng Qinghuan pouted: "The dignified prince also touches porcelain, it's not ashamed." I saw it when I was young, and I thought it wasn't uncommon. ”

Doudou's eyes widened: "I have long heard that Madame's mother's family is a scholarly family, how can the collection of books at home be comparable to the ordinary bookstores in the market?" Just look at the eldest young master's splendid knowledge. ”

This is also said, the grandfather is a local famous Confucian of national learning, so he can raise a dignified and knowledgeable daughter like his mother, and his brother can benefit a lot.

It's just a pity that my grandfather only valued knowledge and ignored character, and he fell in love with a poor scholar like his father, married his baby daughter to him, funded a white-eyed wolf, and ruined his daughter's life.

Leng Qinghuan sighed lightly: "There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, what is there to worry about." You want me to make room for the two dogs and men, no way! ”

said very hard, rubbed his nose, after all, he was a loss, and his heart was weak. Why don't you find him?

There is a way to use chicken feathers as an arrow, and with Murong Qi's order, Leng Qinghuan has an excuse to go out and hang out.

The two masked guards still followed inch by inch, where they went, where they went, they didn't say a word, they looked like a dumb man all day long.

Leng Qinghuan looked for a few bookstores in Beijing, and when the shopkeeper heard the title of the book, he waved his hand again and again, and made a fuss: "Don't say that the codex, even the manuscripts are extinct." Even if there is, the codex is a unique and unique book, not to mention the authentic work of the Daolin monk, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is worth a thousand gold, is the lady really willing to buy it? ”

Leng Qinghuan is not gorgeously dressed, and it is normal to be looked down upon by other dogs. No, this word is not properly described, and I am really shabby, and I can't buy a broken book with a thousand taels of silver.

Think about it, if you take a thousand taels of silver and cook two pigeons, this kind of burning the piano and cooking the crane actually happened to you, it's really a loser and stupid. It's no wonder that the puffer fish prince turned blue with anger.

Why are you so clumsy and indebted?

completely dispelled the idea of looking for books, Leng Qinghuan just took the opportunity to visit his brother.

As soon as he said that he was out of the city, the guards stopped: "The prince explained that the princess can hang out in the capital, but she can't go out of the city." ”

Leng Qinghuan smiled sincerely: "The shopkeeper said that there is a bachelor's house in the south of the city that has this collection of books, and this princess plans to go and ask for it." ”

The guard's horizontal arm didn't move the ground: "I've never heard of any bachelors in the south of the city, and the shopkeeper is afraid that he will talk about it." ”

"Even if there is one last glimmer of hope, I always have to try. Otherwise, if the prince descends to sin, will you be responsible? ”

"Then ask the princess to return to the prince, and go after receiving the answer. I don't dare to call the shots. ”

Leng Qinghuan turned his face and asked, "Do you know how to drive?" ”

Doudou shook his head: "No." ”

Leng Qinghuan sighed: "You don't know anything, how do you do other people's maids." Is it possible that Miss Ben should be the coachman and carry you? ”

Doudou feels aggrieved, whose maid is omnipotent? I just wanted to raise my finger and point at the two guards and coachmen, but found that the two had fallen asleep with their heads tilted on the carriage.

Leng Qinghuan dragged the two of them down one by one: "Drag them into the carriage." ”

Doudou was no stranger to his young lady's astonishing behavior, and dragged the two of them in with Leng Qinghuan.

Leng Qinghuan handed her two silver needles: "If you see any of them want to wake up, you can prick him." ”

Doudou took the silver needle and frowned sadly: "Aren't you afraid that the prince will settle accounts with you?" ”

Leng Qinghuan sat in front of the car and shook the reins of the horse: "I'll buy you a mallet when you go back, if he dares to commit murder again, you will give him a sticky stick from behind." ”

"What are you kidding? The king's skill. Before I could lift my stick, the man flew. ”

"I just let you be cannon fodder to divert his attention, and I just took the opportunity to stab him half-through."

The two of you said a word, and when they laughed, they went straight to the Xiangfu cemetery.