Following.

Xiangyang Hou Mansion, Luoyun Courtyard.

"Hmph, you kid must move your daughter red from the cellar to me today!" The young man who spoke was about seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in navy blue clothes, and very handsome.

The young man stepped on the chair furnished in the study with one foot, crossed his waist with both hands, and looked arrogant.

"Don't think about it." The man stood in front of the bookcase, splashing ink, and the great rivers and mountains jumped on the paper. Completely ignore the young man who begged for his daughter's redness.

Look at this man dressed in blue, with bright starry eyes, red lips and white teeth, it is not who Xie Zizhen is.

"Hey... I said Xie Laipi, sir, I did you a great favor! The young man sat on the chair with quick movements, crossed Erlang's legs with a big grin, and made some teeth picking movements in his hands.

"Hmph, my daughter is red in Dayuan and there are only a few altars, as soon as you open your mouth, you have to move more than ten or twenty altars, aren't you daydreaming?" The man stopped the pen in his hand, looked at his masterpiece, and shook his head with a smile.

"Tsk, if the Miao Pharaoh knew that you had ruined his reputation like this, he would probably be angry. Aha! The boy laughed.

"Oh? Really? Xie Zizhen hooked the corners of his mouth.

Without waiting for the young man to speak, he said: "Yu Liqi, it is you who pretends to be your master Miaofa Zen Master, and you are also the one who used his identity to enter the palace, what does it have to do with me?"

Yu Liqi is the young man in the navy blue robe. He was adopted by the Zen Master Miaofa more than 10 years ago when he was traveling.

"Whoaa......a Hey, how did you do this! Yu Liqi hurriedly bounced up from the seat, rushed to Xie Zizhen again, and sat on the bookcase, and the few pieces of rice paper on the bookcase suddenly wrinkled when he went down.

Looking at the scrapped rice paper, Xie Zizhen glanced at Yu Liqi with disgust.

The person who asked him to pretend to be the monk of the wonderful pharaoh was Xie Laipi, and it was Xie Laipi who made him take the blame, which really deserved to be Laipi! Hum! Yu Liqi also snorted arrogantly.

He wasn't afraid of the wonderful pharaoh monk, but he couldn't stand his mantra-like preaching, which was really a headache.

"Oh, forget it, that's a jar!" Yu Liqi drilled his ears and jumped off the table again.

Count you Lai Pi scoundrel! I won't help you next time you have something!

I don't know how many times I've said this sentence, but if Xie Zizhen has something to do next time, this Yuliqi won't help either! That's the brothers!

"Come on, take Yu Gongzi to our Luoyun Courtyard wine cellar to get his daughter's red, let him choose by himself, remember that he can only pick one altar." Xie Zizhen waited for the ink to dry, and then carefully rolled up the finished painting.

This can only be taken from one altar, but it is not only said to the subordinates!

"Hmph, Sherupy!" Yu Liqi was indignant, but it was useless, and obediently followed the people who came in to the wine cellar. He didn't want to lose even this altar.

Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing, Lake Center Pavilion.

Qingge, dressed in a blue-green shirt, sat quietly at the stone table, holding a book and looking at it attentively, with a cup of tea in his hand and a game of chess on the stone table.

This is the best day in the past half a month.

"Girl!" Ah Cha shouted a light song from afar.

"Girl... These are freshly peeled lotus seeds, but they're brittle! Ah Cha hurriedly ran over and took out lotus seeds from the basket and placed them on the table.

"Why are you so awkward?" Qingge glanced at Ah Cha with a smile, took a sip of tea, and continued to look down at the book.

"Girl, the slave and maid are in a very good mood today, and the slave and maid are also happy." Ah Cha stood still, took a breath, and said to Qingge with a smile.

Since Qingge came to this Zhuangzi, he didn't talk about his serious injuries at first, and after recuperating for a while, Qingge's injuries improved, but Ah Cha never saw Qingge have any smiles, and he didn't like to talk very much, so he was sullen all day.

How can Qingge be bad, what just happened last night, she heard the wind from Mrs. Wang early this morning.

Although Emperor Xiaocheng gave an order, there were many people in the end, and some slaves and maids had big mouths that couldn't hold back their words, so they had to whisper in private, but they didn't dare to pass on any detailed content.

This princess is capable, and when she went out to buy, she somehow heard the rumors, although there was nothing specific, only that something big happened in the palace last night, and the third princess and the concubine were very dangerous!

As soon as Qingge heard it, he knew that this must have been Xie Zizhen's shot. She knew she wouldn't let her down.

"Ah Cha, you go to the kitchen to find Mrs. Zhang, I asked her to make lotus cake, you go and taste it." Qingge raised her head and said as she looked at Ah Cha, whose face was still a little red.

After getting along for half a month, Qingge found that this Ah Cha was a foodie. Qingge was not used to being served by others, so she simply sent her to eat. It's also so noisy.

In fact, this Ah Cha is still a talker, but I don't like to talk very much, but I suffocate her, so every time Ah Cha meets Wang Pozi, I can't wait to say all the words of this day.

Mrs. Zhang, who cooks, also likes Ah Cha, the little girl is lively and simple, and she always wants to be accompanied by someone when she is old.

Neizhuang lives in the courtyard where Qingge lives, a few little girls who sprinkle and sweep, Mrs. Zhang, Mrs. Wang, Ah Cha and Qingge, and they are happy.

"Is the girl alone? That...... Is the slave gone? Ah Cha also knew that Qingge was not used to being served, so she still tilted her head and asked, afraid that there was something wrong with Qingge.

"Go ahead." Qingge looked up, glanced at her with a smile and continued to read.

When Ah Cha heard this, he hurriedly ran to the kitchen again.

After a long time, a gust of wind suddenly came from this lake pavilion.

Qingge raised his eyes and saw that someone was coming.

The person who came to see him was still dressed in blue clothes, plump and handsome.

"Click!" Xie Zizhen sat opposite Qingge, and his bony hands pinched two lotus seeds and put them in his mouth.

"These lotus seeds are delicious." The entrance is crisp, the sweetness spreads to the lips and tongue, and the mouth is fragrant.

"Then the boy will eat more." Qingge said softly, she didn't look up, and continued to read.

"Oh? Little girl, I have helped you a lot, and you treat your benefactor like this? "Xie Zizhen can't be denied, this light song attitude makes him unhappy.

"Light song, thank you Childe!" Qingge put down the book in his hand, and Xie Zizhen saw the title of the book clearly.

"The Art of War? The book you read is special. Xie Zizhen continued to eat lotus seeds.

"I'm idle, there's only this on this shelf, Childe thinks it's like me, do you still read that kind of book?" Her own life is like a drawing book!

"Haha!" Xie Zizhen smiled, just like a spring water stone, and his voice was beautiful and clear.

Xie Zizhen looked at the chess game in front of him, his heart moved, and he took a step with Baizi.

Qingge looked at it and took a step as well.

Before the two knew it, they began to play against each other.

"Childe, why don't you tell Qingge about yesterday's affairs in the palace?" The light song slowly fell.

She has to think about it every time she falls, unlike Xie Zizhen, who falls directly without thinking about every step.

Xie Zizhen had to tell Qingge about the details of what happened in the palace yesterday.

"Oh? So, this wonderful Zen master is pretending to be a childe? Qingge also pinched a lotus seed and put it in his mouth, and his mouth was sweet.

The corners of her mouth curled obviously, and she was obviously extremely happy.

"It's true that my son also lost a good daughter on the altar!" Xie Zizhen said.

"Childe is broken, and Childe's grace is remembered! Childe must believe in Qingge, and in time, I will definitely take revenge and repay Childe in person! Qingge got up and saluted, Xie Zizhen helped her, she should be thankful!

"Sit down, play chess, you're going to lose!" Xie Zizhen looked at the sunspots on the chessboard and came to a dead end.

"Childe concedes!" Qingge sat still, holding the sunspot, a son fell, and the sunspot came back to life.

It seems to be a dead end, but it is desperate to survive and win.

Putting it to death and then being born, isn't this a light song?

"Haha, I was careless!" Xie Zizhen touched her nose, a little embarrassed.

Xie Zizhen poured himself a cup of tea and said, "I have also reported this good news to you, you are so happy!" ”

"Bring someone to see you the day after tomorrow, you will be raised, and strive for a speedy recovery!" After drinking tea, this Xie Zizhen left on tiptoe again.

Qingge knew it in his heart, and continued to pick up "The Art of War" and read it.