277 Someone who wants to hit me?
On the high platform, Qiao Xuan looked at the letter in his hand and fell into deep thought for a moment.
Yun Jingyue took the initiative to write a letter to dissolve the marriage contract. Of course, it is not the divorce, but the intention of both parties to tear up this agreement and not mention it again.
Because this marriage contract is a verbal agreement between the two saints, it exists in name only.
In other words, as long as they don't mention it, it means nothing.
So, with this letter, all the troubles are solved.
Well, even if one day the clouds and the moon still want to regret it, this letter can choke him speechless.
Qiao Xuan was very satisfied with this. But at the same time, I am also a little unacceptable, because the end of this matter is too casual.
Xu Man: "Oh, look at the calligraphy, it should be the ghostwriter of Tianyun and Sima Zizhan." ”
This Xu Xianjiu was next to Qiao Xuan, and when he saw the words on the envelope, he immediately came up excitedly. After a glance, the name of the letter writer was spoken.
Qiao Xuan didn't doubt this.
Because this Sima Zi Zhan Ming is just an inconspicuous official of the Ministry of Rites in Tianyun. But in fact, he is a great writer who is famous in Shikoku.
Although he is not as old as Yu Man, he is also a representative of the new generation of academics in Shikoku.
It is said that Tianyun Shengshang intended to let him serve as the left minister of the central government, but he refused many times on the grounds that he was intoxicated with learning and the etiquette department was leisurely.
It's just to assist Prince Yun Jingyue and deal with some government affairs.
Therefore, it is normal for Xu Man to know him.
Qiao Xuan: "What Elder Xu said is right, it was indeed written by Sima Zizhan." It's about Le'er's marriage contract, so that I can breathe a sigh of relief. ”
Qiao Xuan said to himself.
However, Xu Man, who heard the words, smiled knowingly.
This laugh is seen by others as a courtesy. But only Xu Man himself knew that he was lamenting Sima Zizhan's boy who was full of bad water, nothing else, the task was completed quickly.
Also, after all, the young master has not given such an order for many years!
Eh, the young master, the young master, what about the others?
Xu Manzheng sighed with emotion, wanting to see their young master coming, but God knows that the young master who was still here one second ago had already appeared on the high platform below the next second.
And opposite him, there was still the angry and ruined Yun Jingyue.
Below, it's fighting again!
Time rewinds back to before the half-burnt incense, Qiao Le was still serious and cut the four leeks in front of her.
But before she could say a word, before she could start the flicker, she saw a figure falling from the sky, and a fan swept towards her.
Yes, I don't say hello, I want to hit someone when I come up.
And she took a closer look, good guy, isn't this the old scumbag of Yun Jingyue?
Sure enough, the demeanor of the scumbag is all pretended, especially this kind of playboy-like scumbag who is merciful everywhere. is completely different from her brother's scumbag who only has a career in his eyes and doesn't know love at all.
can complain and complain, Qiao Le still has to hide.
After all, she was sure that she wouldn't be able to beat Yun Jingyue.
In addition, she is a non-chief, and she is easy to be injured by mistake if she can't fight, so she still ......
Eh, where is my Emei thorn?
Qiao Le looked up, only to see that one of her Emei thorns had turned into a brilliant silver light, and suddenly pierced through the folding fan of Yun Jingyue.
Obviously, in front of the sharp Emei thorn, the folding fan is not enough to see after all, not to mention the person who threw the Emei thorn, he didn't plan to make Yun Jingyue look good.
Therefore, when the strong wind hit, Yun Jingyue herself could only take a few steps back, and she could dodge this attack.
"The person who wants to beat me, are you the chief examiner of the martial arts test as a young master, don't you exist?"