Chapter 82: The Wooden Man Test
The little maid's cloak and rain rushed into the mansion, and the streamers that bound his hair were entangled in the wind and flashed in front of the officials' eyes, as fast as lightning.
"Childe, Childe, good news!" The little guy gasped slightly, and as he stepped into the lobby, he reached into his arms and pulled out an invitation.
Generally, there are no urgent matters, and without Xu Yuan's instructions, the little guy will not go to the government. Xu Yuan got up to pick it up, stared at the little maid and hung the rain on his body under the porch, before opening the invitation and reading it seriously.
The little guy was excited on the side, "I didn't expect the Gathering Club to hand you a post this year!" β
"What!?" He Minglang slid in flexibly from outside the door like a cat, crossed his waist and said, "They only handed over posts to Xu Wauang, what about me!" What about me? β
The little servant said: "Maybe it will arrive later, I heard that the son of the Lu Shoubei family also got the post." β
"It's not possible." Xu Yuan finished reading the post, "The Gathering Club never invites children to participate. β
He Minglang was so anxious that he jumped and shouted, "This is not fair! Why can Lu Yue go, and this son is not qualified? He's a prodigy, and I'm still the son of the prefect! β
Xu Yuan lowered his voice and shouted, "He is stubborn", his voice was not majestic, but it made people feel frightened for no reason, He Minglang immediately stood up obediently with his mouth pursed, and weakly pulled Xu Yuan's sleeve.
"Second son Xu, can you take me there, I won't call you Xu Wosang anymore in the future......"
"Will you obediently listen to my command?" Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.
He Minglang was as obedient as a rabbit, nodded and blinked.
"Then call the teacher for me!" Xu Yuan said proudly.
Although He Fangnian never mentioned to Xu Yuan that he should teach He Minglang, Xu Yuan had the eyes to see and the heart to feel...... Although He Minglang is a little more difficult to discipline than ordinary children, he is pure in nature, and he only needs to change his teaching strategy to be effective.
"Old ...... Shi ......," He Minglang shouted reluctantly in a long voice.
"Good student!" Xu Yuan nodded happily, "The teacher agrees to take you to the club!" β
At the same time, the backyard of the government also remembered a cheer, and Xing'er was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth with the invitation sent by Miss Xu.
"This year, the club has a new owner, who is the brother of Miss Xu...... Miss, are we the first to get the moon near the water? β
He Mingyue's pink nails slid across the strings and popped out a few clanging sounds, "Have you ever thanked Miss Xu?" β
Xing'er said: "Naturally, thank you, the slave maid picked a bracelet that Miss doesn't often wear but is very valuable, and gave it to Miss Xu's maid." β
That's good, He Minglang breathed a sigh of relief, as long as there is no rudeness, it's fine.
"Miss wants to make more new friends this time, Miss Xu will get married in another year, and then other young ladies will hold a flower party and a tea party, and you will be alone again."
Miss is good anywhere, but she is not good at communicating with outsiders.
The maid in the courtyard shouted in surprise: "White girl, are you here?" Xing'er hurriedly put the post away for He Mingyue and put it in the box and went out to greet him.
After a while, He Mingyue, who was sitting in the room, saw a person dressed in white, wearing a light-colored robe, and the robe was dotted with a few plum blossoms. Looking at the description again, there are two unfathomable wells under the two curved eyebrows, and the white gauze is supported by the beautiful nose peak, and the lines are beautiful and elegant.
Bai Nishang took off her veil to salute, and her tone was light: "Miss He is fine." "The sound was surprisingly good.
He Mingyue's ghost sent the god to get up and salute back, "The white girl is polite." Perhaps I felt sympathy for Bai Nishang after listening to my father's story, or maybe I was impressed by Bai Nishang's temperament.
There is a reason why the wild and uninhibited Shen An Gongzi only let Bai Nishang sing his words alone.
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The rain did not stop, and the sound of swords clashing.
Guren knelt on one knee, a stream of rain slid down his cheek and down his neck into his well-defined chest, knife in hand, but he couldn't attack rashly this time.
The wooden man opposite him knelt in the same position in the rain, without panting, and all he could hear was the squeaking of the clockwork as the rain flowed, and Guren knew that when he attacked again in a moment, the clockwork would spin faster, and even spark!
"Yikes!" Gu Ren's right leg kneeling on the ground exerted force, bounced into the air, and raised his knife to slash at the wooden man.
Whenβ
The wooden man was still kneeling on the ground with one foot, but the long sword in his hand blocked the attack of the big knife, its face was expressionless, even if it artificially added eyes, nose and mouth, it was still not a human, almost a demon!
"What the hell is this!" Han Fourteen covered his mouth in surprise, it was the first time he had seen an inanimate object that could resist fifty moves in a row, and it was when the opponent was not an ordinary person.
The first day of the first month of the first month watched closely at the fight between the wooden man and Gu Ren, and every move and style was imprinted in his mind, constantly flashing in front of his eyes.
Ruan Miaoling held a pen in one hand and quickly wrote and drew on the paper, observing the changes in the wooden man's moves intently, and chanted: "The block is slow...... Attacking from the air is a weak point...... Waterproofing couldn't do well enough......"
Gu Ren gradually struggled, and the squeak of the clockwork kept circulating in his ears and was maddening, "Third Miss, the last general will admit defeat!" β
This kind of thing is suitable for fighting a protracted war, Gu Ren has been digging tunnels with his brothers day and night these days, and his physical strength is overdrawn and he can't beat the wooden man at all, and admitting defeat is inevitable. Ruan Miaoling shouted: "Uncle Ren, you retreat to the outside of Sanzhang." β
Gu Ren moved according to his words, not to mention three zhang, he was willing to do ten zhang, this wooden man was too terrible, as tireless as a puppet.
Ruan Miaoling told Han Fourteen and Chu Wu not to move, walked lightly behind the wooden man, and the moment he took out the strip, the wooden man who was originally in an offensive posture twisted his limbs a few times, and soon his hands were vertically attached to his sides, and the long sword in his hand was already in the sheath when he twisted.
"Damnβ" Han Fourteen clenched Chu Wu's arm, "Fifth brother, how do you say Lord Qin will react when he sees this?" β
Chu Wu said silently in his heart: "I will probably pounce on it and study it carefully." β
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The official road was overcast and rainy, Bai Yun turned over and dismounted with both hands and patted the rain off his body, and turned back to Lord Yu: "I can only stay at the inn tonight, and I will go tomorrow." β
They rode horses, not carriages to protect them from the wind and rain.
Lord Yu didn't object, picked a table and sat down, and Baiyun's guard went to the counter to book a room, and ordered a meal by the way.
At this time, a group of people ran into the inn with wide sleeves to cover the heavy rain, and the groom led the carriage to the stable, fed grass and water for those people in the rain.
"This damn weather, it's been good all the way, but it's raining at this time!"
"You are content, fortunately, you are almost in Pingyang Mansion, otherwise the mud on this road will be enough to annoy you."
Bai Yun saw that one of them was holding a strange-looking silk puppet in his hand, and the puppet's eyes were staring at him as if it was alive, and it was terrifying...... Don't look at it, don't look at it, and then look at it at night, I can't sleep, Bai Yun turned his head and stared at the tea bowl on the table.
"I don't know how many people will be recruited by the club this year?"
"It's hard to say, I heard that this year there was a Miss Ruan San in Pingyang Mansion, who has a lot of research on fun, and a fire kite was sold for 50,000 taels of gold......"
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