Li Yuan stood on the pavilion: "He's that kid?" ”

Hua Nu came from behind the screen: "It's him." ”

"It's just such a person, you have spent so much effort, is it possible that you still want me to do it myself?"

Hua Nu lowered his head and trembled: "The little one doesn't dare." ”

"The First Saint Master who is good at using the magic of strange poison and witchcraft will be in Kyoto in a few days, if our main pavilion can do it ourselves, don't bother his old man."

Liyuan crossed the flower slave with his forehead against the ground, and left with the faint fragrance of the house.

At sunset, every household lives with smoke, and the smell of rice and coriander is better than a family.

Nanqiang's stomach gurgled, she went to wait for lame seven for the past two days, and she waited for more than two hours, but she didn't even wait for a ghost.

The red sunset shone into the alley, against the light, Huaiqing looked at a few children walking in the distance.

Nanqiang kicked the stones under his feet: "Old lady, I'm not a plague god, this one by one is avoiding me, when I find out, I will definitely hang him on the beam of the house and beat him!" ”

Nanqiang's face showed a fierce light, and the children passing by looked at Nanqiang tremblingly, and went around in a big circle.

Nanqiang was immediately frustrated: "Even the little kid is avoiding me." ”

Nanqiang flattened his mouth and frowned, a rare grievance, and his voice was coquettish.

Nanqiang kicked the stones and unconsciously turned into a long street.

The stone at Nanqiang's feet kicked hard, and the stone just landed at Wenren Zhongshu's feet.

Nanqiang and Wenren Zhongshu looked at each other, and Wenren Zhongshu looked at Nanqiang.

Wenren Zhongshu was stunned for a moment, and every time he looked at Nanqiang's peach blossom eyes, he unconsciously lost his mind.

Nanqiang approached Wenren Zhongshu's side, slightly taller than Wenren Zhongshu, and Nanqiang deliberately straightened his chest when he approached.

"You're on my gravel path."

Hearing this, Zhongshu looked down at the stones at his feet, and the maid on the side saw this and protected him in front of Wenren Zhongshu.

"This road is not your family's, our young lady didn't blame you for pressing your feet with stones, and you still dare to make trouble unreasonably and accuse our young lady! How can there be such a shameless person as you in the world! ”

Nanqiang watched the maid bean pour into the bamboo tube and crackled endlessly, and his brows furrowed.

"Believe it or not, I'll pinch your buttocks!"

"Indecent, shameless! Rogue! The maid was crimson.

"An'er." Wenren Zhongshu looked at Nanqiang, bent down and picked up the stone and handed it to Nanqiang: "Here you go." ”

After speaking, Wenren Zhongshu left with the scroll in his hand, Nanqiang did not relent, and snatched the scroll in Wenren Zhongshu's hand.

Nanqiang looked at the beautiful words at the bottom of the scroll, and saw that Zhong Shu cared so much, so he glanced around and lowered his voice: "It was sent by King Jingyuan, right?" ”

A hint of anger appeared on Wen Ren Zhongshu's cold face.

"Angry, it looks like I'm right."

The scroll was turning in Nan Qiang's hand, and Nan Qiang looked at Wen Ren Zhong Shu, who could kill people in his eyes, and his heart was slightly empty.

Nanqiang coughed dryly: "Did King Jingyuan say when he would marry you as a princess?" ”

Hearing this, Zhongshu's face turned angry, and he raised his hand and hit Nanqiang: "Shameless! ”

Nanqiang grabbed Wenren Zhongshu's hand in mid-air and returned the scroll.

"On such a thin face, I blushed and became angry when I said a few words, and I also said that I wanted to take the top prize and become the first female minister."

Wenren Zhongshu held the scroll, his fingers white: "In this way, I should be ridiculed by people like you?" ”

Hearing that Zhongshu's words were extremely light, Nanqiang still fell word for word in his ears.

Nanqiang turned his head and smiled meaninglessly at Wenren Zhongshu.

"It's still nice to say that you are thin-skinned little lady, but in fact, you are small-minded and too small-minded. If you are broad-minded, then you don't have to care about what I say, and you can't get angry if you don't care. ”

Preaching to Wenren Zhongshu, Nanqiang felt in a good mood.

"So, our young lady deserves to be bitten by a dog, and she can't beat her with a stick?!"

When the maid met Nanqiang's gaze, she was still a little afraid, protecting Wenren Zhongshu was like an old hen protecting her chicks.

"You girl, who are you scolding for being a dog!"

He has sharp teeth and a clear mind. Nanqiang glanced at the maid named An'er, who looked better than Bai Zhijun and was more loyal to the lord.

If she and Bai Zhi were stopped and made difficult today, Bai Zhi's cowardice behind her would be rare, common, and as soon as there was a stir, she would have disappeared a long time ago.

Back then, why did her grandmother choose such a wretched rice bucket, and she would only give her the maid who was chattering in her ear every day.

"Whoever should be the dog! A stinky man like you, who doesn't have any ink in his stomach, sourly instructs our young lady behind his back every day, a dignified seven-foot man, that's all he can do? said that our young lady is small-minded, but you are big-minded, so big that you are embarrassed by a little woman on the street in public! Phew! ”

Nanqiang pressed the maid: "You dead girl, you have sharp teeth, believe it or not, I pulled out your teeth!" ”

"You pull one and try it! Be careful of me shouting indecent in the street, Jing Zhaoyin's prison will have you for several days! ”

The little maid was arrogant and cowardly, saying the most cruel words, trembling all over.

Nanqiang rolled up his sleeves: "You dead girl, I can't cure you anymore?" ”

When the words fell, Nanqiang stepped forward and carried the little maid half of her waist, and the little maid exclaimed.

"Miss save me! You bitch, stinky rascal! Put me down! ”

Nanqiang was proud: "Now you know that you're afraid?" ”

Nanqiang hadn't walked a few steps when a man with a tall figure in front of him blocked Nanqiang's way.

Nanqiang looked at the man carefully, dressed in a plain robe, with a jade pendant buttoned around his waist, and a sword embedded with green jade in his hand.

"Why are you again?" Nanqiang carried the maid, and the maid slapped Nanqiang's arm with one hand, and the old wound on the arm ached faintly.

"How can you rob a girl on the street?!" Qingyu saw the uneven momentum on the road.

"Shit! You stinky boy, what kind of hero you are doing everywhere with a broken sword all day long. ”

Nanqiang loosened the maid, and after the maid landed on the ground, she stood aggrievedly in front of Wenren Zhongshu.

Song Qingyu's face was red and purple, and she held her sword in front of Nanqiang.

"It's not right for you to rob people's girls on the street!"

Nan Qiang put Song Qingyu's sword aside in annoyance: "Which eye of yours saw me robbing the people's daughter, I can be regarded as molesting the people's girl at most." ”

Nanqiang looked Song Qingyu up and down: "You kid is not moving the sword away, I will abolish it." ”

Song Qingyu said disdainfully: "Just you? Do you know that my sword is ......?"

Before Song Qingyu finished speaking, Nan Qiang held the broken knife and split Song Qingyu's sword into two pieces.

The sword fell to the ground with a clatter, and Song Qingyu's mouth was big enough to stuff the egg.

"It was forged by a great man at great expense...... How could it be ......"

Nanqiang's hands were numb and he loosened his fingers.

"Who would make a serious person's sword with bells and whistles, and it is embedded with precious jade and wrapped in gold wire, which is useless."

Nanqiang looked at Song Qingyu and raised his eyebrows: "Boy, do you still dare to do it?" ”

The little maid was also startled, looking at Nanqiang's unruly face, and swallowed her saliva.

Nanqiang turned his head and looked at the little maid and Wenren Zhongshu.

"Broad-minded people generally don't bother to say anything, and they are not used to fighting directly."

After Nanqiang finished speaking, he looked at the back of a taxi in the crowd and hurriedly chased after him.

Song Qingyu ran away when he saw Nan Qiang, he glanced at the sword on the ground, and saw Nan Qiang again, and followed after a while.