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Shangguan Xiu couldn't see that Tang Ling wanted to kill him, and if Tang Ling really wanted to kill him, he wouldn't bother to use such a method, but Tang Ling's hands, such as Tongtianmen, would not have a problem. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info now the owner of Tongtianmen is no longer Tang Wanyun, but has been replaced by Tang Fei.

Tang Fei is just a five or six-year-old child, and he is obviously an ornament in Tongtianmen, and the real person in charge of Tongtianmen is actually Han Ye. Shangguan Xiu is really not familiar with Han Ye, and if he has the opportunity, he also wants to meet this big celebrity in front of Tang Ling.

After Shangguan Xiu returned to the Zhenguo Mansion, he sent Nie Zhen home.

Zhenguo Mansion, Study.

Shangguan Xiu was dancing in the study, and with two knocks on the door, An Rong walked in from outside. She was holding a tray with tea on the tray, and her eyes were a little weird when she looked at Shangguan Xiu.

She first said "Lord", and then placed the tea sets on the tray on the table one by one.

Taking advantage of the time to put the tea set, she peeked at Shangguan Xiu's words a few times. Shangguan Xiu's calligraphy is very beautiful, and he writes good handwriting.

As the saying goes, "with the momentum of the pen, it is especially necessary to hide the edge, if the edge is not hidden, the word is sick", and Shangguan Xiu's words, on the contrary, are sharp and casual, so that people can feel happy and heroic after seeing it.

For Shangguan Xiu's calligraphy, An Rong was really a little surprised, she thought that Shangguan Xiu was a general who only knew how to lead troops to fight, and he was a rough man, but now that it looks like this, it is not the case at all. : Hey ||Words ||Grid can be viewed free of charge

Seeing Shangguan Xiu looking at him, An Rong hurriedly withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and stepped back.

Shangguan Xiu smiled and asked, "Are you literate?"

Shangguan Xiu doesn't know what the literacy rate of Ningnan is, but as far as Zhenjun is concerned, the literacy rate is not high, and most of the children of ordinary people can't afford to go to private schools, so it's good to know their own names.

Hearing his question, An Rong was displeased, but he didn't show it. She said with a flat expression: "My lord, the maidservant girl has also read for a few days. ”

Shangguan Xiu suddenly remembered that the An family where An Rong was located still looked quite rich, although her background was not very good, but she would not lack the money for her to study in a private school.

He nodded with a smile, beckoned to An Rong again, motioned for her to come over, and then pointed to the paper on the table and asked, "Come and see, how about the poems I wrote?"

An Rong stepped forward, looked down carefully, and saw the paper scroll swaying:

The country is broken, Kyushu is in ruins, and the war to defend the country is not to return to the year;

Qingfeng pointed out, our generation is the first, Xuanjia comrades, Jiuquan meets;

Stepping through the mountains and rivers, being loyal to the heavens, drinking the blood of the enemy, and the strong wind reappearing.

Shangguan Xiu's poem is not a description of the wind and snow, the position is too strong, for the wind people, this may be a good poem, but from the standpoint of the people of Ningnan, this poem is too hateful.

An Rong looked at it, and said quietly: "The adult is too high to hold the maidservant, the maidservant is just a few days of private school, how can you tell the good or bad of the adult's poetry?"

"Haha!" Shangguan Xiu laughed on his back. He likes to see An Rong's appearance of daring to be angry and not daring to speak. An Rong also seemed to be aware of it, grinded his teeth secretly, changed the topic, and said, "My lord didn't go back to the house last night. ”

Shangguan Xiu blinked his eyes and asked with a smile: "And then?" He is an adult, she is a maid, where did he go at night, why didn't he return home, naturally there is no need to report to her. His rhetorical question was to warn her not to forget her duty and try to do something arrogant.

An Rong's mind was exquisite, and she could naturally hear his voice, and she said with a straight face: "The maidservant girl has many things to report to the adult, but she has not been able to find the adult. ”

"Oh. The smirk on Shangguan Xiu's face retracted, shrugged his shoulders, and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

"It's not like a place for people to live at all......"

Shangguan Xiu raised his eyebrows and asked, "You mean to say that I'm not human?"

"The maidservant means that this is not like a house where people live. In the whole house, there are dozens of houses, but there are no furnishings in them, lifeless, not even as good as inns and post stations, and there is no sense of home. An Rong's tone revealed helplessness.

She was also very curious, how Shangguan Xiu lived in the country of Feng, the huge Zhenguo Mansion, the family was surrounded by walls, poor and white, but he was not without money.

Shangguan Xiu was originally a person who did not have too high a pursuit of quality of life, his main energy was spent on the Zhenjun Army and Shura Hall, and he had no extra energy to pay attention to some of his own miscellaneous matters, and after the Zhenguo Mansion was assigned to him, he went on the expedition in a few days, and he left for more than half a year, and he didn't come back until these two days.

Hearing An Rong's words, he thought about it carefully, and felt that what An Rong said seemed to be right, and there was indeed a lack of vitality in the Zhenguo Mansion. He smiled at An Rong and said, "Look at what is missing in the mansion, you just go out and buy it." ”

"There are a lot of things missing. ”

"Then you go to your brother in the gendarmerie to help you move back. ”

"But I don't have any money. ”

Shangguan Xiu raised his head and said, "Absolutely." ”

With his summoning, Xiao Jue walked in from outside and said, "Brother Xiu." ”

Shangguan Xiu said: "Absolutely, give An Rong some silver, and let her help buy some household goods for the house." ”

"Okay, Brother Xiu. Xiao Jue took out a dozen thick silver tickets from his arms, didn't look at them, didn't count them, and gave them directly to An Rong.

The ones who helped Shangguan Xiu manage his pocket money have always been Xiao Jue and Wu Yufei. Their personalities are similar to Shangguan Xiu, they are all arrogant, they don't pay much attention to small sections, and they feel that as long as they can have something to eat and a place to sleep, they will be done, as for whether the food is fragrant or not, whether they sleep well or not, it is not in the scope of consideration.

By noon of the same day, An Rong had already bought five carriages of things outside, most of which were furniture and accessories, as well as some antiques and celebrity calligraphy and paintings.

Even so, she still felt that it was not enough, and continued to walk between shops of all sizes, carefully selecting and purchasing.

She was accompanied by a number of members of the gendarmerie. Now in Shangjing, there is almost no one who does not know the military uniforms of the gendarmerie, and when they see the gendarmerie, they know that it is the people of the Zhenjun army, and the owners of various shops are afraid to ask An Rong for a high price.

While she was wandering the streets, a man passed by her, and the moment he walked past her, he said in a voice so low that she could only hear her, "Miss Anrong, please come with me." ”

An Rong's heart was shocked, he stopped consciously, looked back, and saw that the man was walking forward without looking back, not going far, his figure shook, and flashed into a small alley on the side of the road.

Seeing her standing in place, looking behind her without moving, all the members of the gendarmerie did not understand what was going on, so they stepped forward one after another and asked, "Miss An, what's wrong?"

Although she is just a little maid, she is the maid next to Shangguan Xiu, and her status is extraordinary, and the people in the gendarmerie are very polite to her.

An Rong came back to his senses, shook his head, and said, "It's nothing, you continue to walk around, and I'll relieve you." Hearing her say this, the gendarmerie members were embarrassed to continue to follow, and agreed one after another, and continued to wander forward. An Rong walked quickly into the alley where the mysterious man had flashed in.

As soon as she walked in, she suddenly felt a strong wind coming from her side, and her mouth was covered by a large hand. An Rong was shocked and was about to struggle, when a low voice came from behind her: "Shh, Miss An Rong, don't panic, we have met before." As she spoke, the person standing behind her slowly lowered her hand.

An Rong hurriedly turned around and looked at the other party. Standing behind her was a young man under thirty years of age, not pretty, but not unsightly. An Rong looked at him carefully, frowned, and asked, "We've met before?"

"I didn't expect Miss An Rong to forget me so quickly. The young man smiled indifferently, leaned closer to An Rong, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "See blood to seal your throat." ”

An Rong looked shocked, involuntarily took two steps back, looked at the other party again, and stammered, "That night...... It was you who was the ...... that night."

"That's right, that's me. The young man didn't give An Rong a chance to dodge, took two steps forward, forced her into a corner, and asked, "I took the risk to meet Miss An Rong this time, just to confirm whether Miss An Rong has succeeded." ”

An Rong swallowed her saliva and looked at each other blankly, and after a long time, she slowly shook her head and said in a low voice, "It's still ...... Not yet. ”

"No......" The young man narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashed in his evil eyes, and he said faintly: "Why haven't you succeeded until now? In such a long time, Miss An Rong should have a lot of opportunities, right? You, shouldn't you be soft-hearted?!"

"I ......"

"Don't forget, what kind of nationality are you! Shangguan Xiu is in Haotian, killing countless people, bleeding like a river, all the people of Haotian are eager to eat his flesh and crush his bones, Miss An Rong is close to him, it is easy to take his life, why not do it?" the young man asked step by step.

An Rong's face was ugly, and he consciously avoided the young man's aggressive eyes. Shangguan Xiu killed a lot of people in Ningnan, but it was really good to An Rong, which made An Rong's heart full of contradictions, and he didn't go to the killer for a long time.

Seeing that her eyes flickered and her attitude was hesitant, the young man's eyes rolled, and he said in a soft tone: "Your Majesty has decreed, anyone who can take the life of Shangguan Xiu can be awarded the title of marquis, rewarded with ten thousand hectares of fertile land, and ten thousand taels of gold, as long as Miss An Rong has done this, she can return to Haotian in style, return to her hometown with honor, and be admired by everyone. ”

His words shocked An Rong's body. An Rong's background has always been a piece of her heart disease, an unspeakable pain, and the young man just grasped her weakness.

Seeing her eyes looking directly at herself, the young man smiled and said softly: "Miss An Rong might as well think about it carefully, it is better to stay by Shangguan Xiu's side and be a little maid, and it is better to return to Haotian and be a female marquis." ”

"You...... Who the hell are you?"

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