Chapter 11 The Book of Poetry
Zhuoya and Liang Yan's battle circle. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
At this time, the fierce battle between the two people had already damaged many floors and stalls, but fortunately, the audience was dispersed, and no one was injured.
"I said it all, I didn't touch that kid's cold hair, are you sick!" Liang Yan was so angry that her little face turned red.
Zhuoya didn't speak, she screamed, and controlled the giant goose to chase and fight, not swearing to give up, but at this time, she heard a loud laugh.
"Miss!" At this time, three people came from downstairs in Lingmoxuan, and if they looked closely, they turned out to be the two followers of Zhuo Wen and Liang Yan, but the latter were tied up by the former.
The crowd of onlookers suddenly differed, and a thin teenager actually tied up two tall middle-aged people, this picture looks very funny no matter how you look at it.
Zhuo Ya was also very surprised, and carefully looked at Zhuo Wen, but she didn't see any injuries. How is this possible, that a young man can so calmly tie up two big men with the back of a tiger?
"What's the matter with you, are you stupid?" Seeing that these two people were actually tied up, Liang Yan only felt unbelievable, and suddenly her eyes turned red with anger.
"Miss, we have all been fooled, in fact, the Zhuo family has already arranged a lot of manpower in Lingmoxuan!" "Yes, we did want to do something to this kid at that time, but we didn't expect those people to appear at this time, although we resisted bravely, but after all, two fists are invincible to four hands, so we were brought to justice, ashamed and ashamed..." Seeing Zhuo Wenna, he was amazed in his heart.
This acting acting, and wearing such an entry look, can be better than me, these two people want to stay in their previous lives, and they are two Golden Horse actors.
"Miss Liang, as the so-called grievances should be resolved rather than settled, we don't have any hatred at all, so I don't embarrass you, now that I let them go, how about our previous affairs be written off?" Zhuo Wen smiled and let go of the rope in his hand, with a magnanimous look.
The two big men were overjoyed in their hearts, turned around and gave Zhuo Wen a color of gratitude, and hurriedly rushed to Liang Yan's side, crying loudly about their heroism and the meanness of their opponents.
Seeing this kind of picture, even the audience who didn't know the truth was happy and laughed.
"You two waste! stupid! stupid!" Liang Yan only felt a big loss of face, and thought that the Zhuo family had a master nearby, where would he dare to stay longer, so he hurriedly led people to flee, but when he left, he still glared at Zhuo Wen fiercely, but he glared at the latter a little hairy.
"If you don't send Miss Ha Liang, we'll have a date later. Zhuo Wen hurriedly smiled and said goodbye, while Liang Yan snorted coldly, with a look of 'boy, you wait for me'.
"How's that miss, I'm amazing, right?" Raising his nose, Zhuo Wen said very proudly.
"Yes, yes, yes, but what did you do? How did you do it?"
"Well... Hey..."Zhuo Wen smiled reluctantly: "How about we talk while walking?"
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"Miss, this is your ink bamboo ingot. On the way, Zhuo Wen presented Zhuo Ya with a small wooden box with a beautiful package, which contained the ink bamboo spirit ingots that he had just blackmailed from Liu Dahai, and looked like 'please smile' to Zhuo Ya.
I don't know if you've noticed, in ancient times, when the followers accompanied the master to go shopping, they were generally given the 'wallet power', and they can often be seen on TV when a certain young lady buys things on the street, almost all of them are paying for the followers, Zhuo Wen doesn't know what the logic is, maybe it's to set off his own forced style, right?
No matter what it is for, anyway, the landscape world has also followed this routine. At the beginning of the two of them, Zhuo Wen was thrown into a money bag containing 50,000 yuan by Zhuo Ya, and after buying a spirit ingot with 30,000 yuan, he still had 20,000 yuan in his hand, he would not be stupidly confiscated, this was the first pot of gold he earned when he came to this world, and it was his turnaround capital, Zhuo Wen was counting on being able to buy a set of the most inferior four treasures of the study to participate in the painting competition.
The money in the landscape world is a little special, and even Zhuo Wen was a little surprised when he first saw it, and suddenly thought that he had seen the RMB in his previous life.
It's no wonder that Zhuo Wen was stunned, any Chinese who crossed into the other world saw such a pile of red paper, I am afraid they would think that they would be dazzled.
In fact, if you take a closer look, you can still find a big difference, first of all, although they are all red patterns, but there is no gold edge, it looks more like the gold dollar scroll of the Republic of China, but there is no avatar or anything, the front is written with the denomination "one hundred yuan", and the reverse side is "the first year of the Great Mo", which means that this is the common currency of Mozhou.
What makes Zhuo Wen even more embarrassed is that the consumption concept here is not much different from the RMB in the previous life, for example, buying an ordinary brush in the previous life may cost twenty or thirty yuan, and here it is thirty or forty "Mozhou Dayuan Coupons".
Opening the wooden box and taking a look, Zhuo Ya couldn't help but smile happily: "You little mosquito is doing a good job~!"
"It's just? It turned out to be a 'little mosquito'? not a 'little Wenzi'?" Zhuo Wen couldn't help but be embarrassed, this nickname is too much, right?
"What? Do you have an opinion?" Zhuo Ya raised her eyebrows, which meant that if she changed her face, she would change her face, which frightened Zhuo Wen and comforted this aunt with kind words: "I like it, Miss Bingxue is smart, I can think of such an apt and connotative nickname, and I really deserve to be Miss." ”
"By the way, you should tell me now, what method did you use, right? What is the matter with those Zhuo family masters, I didn't bring anyone else here today. Accepting the ingot, Zhuoya once again raised her curiosity.
Zhuo Wen coughed lightly at this time, and said with a righteous and vicissitudes of life: "Maybe it's because they admire my courage and wisdom and are willing to be enslaved by me." ”
Seeing that Zhuo Wen was funny again, Zhuo Ya suddenly made a big move: ", to be honest, otherwise you will kneel on the washboard today." ”
"Uh... Okay, that's how I designed it......" Zhuo Wen was embarrassed, and then told Zhuo Ya the whole story, and after listening to it, Zhuo Ya simply laughed from ear to ear, and the whole way was full of her crisp and moving laughter like silver bells.
Looking at her crescent-like eyes, Zhuo Wen only felt that this moment was wonderful, and he couldn't help but be fascinated.
He seemed to think of the verses in the Book of Poetry "Shuoren", and remembered that it was described like this:
The hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat, the collar is like a grub, the teeth are like a rhinoceros, the head of the mantis is like a moth eyebrows, the smile is clever, and the eyes are beautiful!
At this moment, in Zhuo Wen's eyes, Zhuo Ya seems to be the Shuo man in the poem, so beautiful that it is unimaginable, if such a beautiful embryo grows up, how thrilling it will be?
Zhuo Wen gradually looked a little stunned, in fact, if you think about it carefully, Zhuo Ya has always been such a beautiful girl, but she always regarded him as a little girl before, so she didn't pay special attention to her.
Seeing Zhuo Wen looking at herself, Zhuo Ya suddenly blushed, stopped laughing, and couldn't help but glance to the side, Zhuo Wen came back to his senses, laughed silently, touched his nose, and the two of them walked quietly on the road like this, neither of them broke this delicate atmosphere......
"You... Are you hungry?" I don't know how long it took, but Zoya finally started, but in a quieter voice.
"Okay, let's just go shopping around and then go down to the restaurant, shall we?" said Zhuo Wen.
"Good. Zoya nodded.
Zhuo Wen was a little embarrassed at this time and said, "That... Since the young lady already has such a high-grade spirit ingot, I want to say, can you give me the piece you used before?"
Seeing Zhuo Wen's shrewd appearance, Zhuo Ya was speechless for a moment, okay, this guy, he was all fake and serious before, right? The thinking is obviously very clear, hmph, forget it, for the sake of him giving Liang Yan a dismount today, just give him the "black ore spirit ingot" he used before, anyway, it's just the next ink of the chrysanthemum, and it was used by himself by one-third, and it is not worth much.
"Take it. "Zhuo Ya didn't care about taking out a finger-sized thing, it was the black ore spirit ingot.
"Thank you, Miss!" Zhuo Wen's eyes suddenly lit up, this kind of second-hand goods may not be anything in front of a big lady like Zhuo Ya, but in Zhuo Wen's opinion, it is a treasure, you know, even if it is a garbage spirit ingot, the price is more than a hundred times that of ordinary worldly ink ingots, not to mention the general ink of the Zhuo family's seed department, if it is converted into Mozhou Dayuan coupons, even if it has been used for a third, this spirit ingot is worth seven or eight thousand, which is worth his salary in Zhuo Mansion for half a year, no wonder Zhuo Wen is happy.
Seeing Zhuo Wen's ecstatic appearance like a child, Zhuo Ya secretly smiled: "Idiot, a black mine is happy like that..."