Ever since they went in search of their own equipment, there have been no regular gatherings between several friends, and they have eaten either without you or without him. "+ Chess + Chess + Small + Say + Net qizi.cc More and More Complete" people can eat wherever they are, or to be more precise, they can eat wherever they can. Besides, official duties also take up a part of the precious time that passes quickly. They only agreed to meet once at Chen Tie's residence on one day of the week, nearly one o'clock in the afternoon, and Chen Tie had sworn that he would not step beyond the threshold on that day.

On the way to Chen Tie's house, Fan Xiaoqi saw Chen Tie and Zhao Yu talking. Zhao Yu was a little undecided, and wanted to reconvert to the sect. Chen Tie neither discouraged nor encouraged according to his own habits, and he advocated that everyone should be the master of his own freedom. Whoever went to consult him, he never served as a counselor, and he had to speak to him twice before he could speak.

"Generally speaking, the one who consults the idea," he said, "does not follow it at all, or if it does, it is only to find someone who has advised him for him to blame later." ”

A moment after Fan Xiaoqi arrived, Chen Tie came. So a few friends will be together.

The four faces express four different emotions: Nangong Wuji's face is calm, Fan Xiaoqi's face is full of hope, Zhao Yu's face is uneasy, and Chen Tie's face is carefree.

The four of them talked for a moment. During the conversation, Chen Tie made people vaguely see that there seemed to be some high-ranking officials and dignitaries who wanted to volunteer to relieve his embarrassment, and at this time, Xiao Zhao walked in.

He came to invite Chen Tie home, and he said in a pitiful and contemptible manner that it was important to let him go home.

"Did my equipment arrive?" asked Chen Tie.

"Yes or no," Zhao replied.

"But what do you want to say?......" Chen Tie looked at Xiao Zhao with a puzzled expression.

"Please, sir. Xiao Zhao said politely.

Chen Tie stood up, bowed to his friend, and followed Xiao Zhao out the door.

In an instant, Xiao Wang appeared at the door again.

"What are you looking for from me, friend?" Zhao Yu asked with a gentle voice, and whenever his thoughts led him to convert to the sect, people found that he spoke in such gentle words.

"There is a man waiting for Mr. in the house," replied Xiao Wang.

"There is a person! what kind of person?" Zhao Yu asked in surprise.

"A beggar. Xiao Wang replied truthfully.

"Give him some, little king, and ask him to pray for some poor sinner. Zhao Yu commanded lightly.

"The beggar insisted on speaking to you, and claimed that you must be glad to see him. Xiao Wang continued.

"He didn't say anything special to me?" Zhao Yu turned his head and glanced at Xiao Wang, and then asked.

"That's it. He said: 'If Mr. Aramis is slow to come to me, tell him that I am from Tours.' ’”

"From Tours?" After hearing this, Zhao Yu exclaimed: "Everyone, I'm very sorry, that person may have brought me the news I have been waiting for. As he spoke, he immediately stood up and hurried away.

Now only Chen Tie and Fan Xiaoqi are left.

"I think those two guys have found what they need, what do you say, Fan Xiaoqi?" asked Chen Tie.

"I know that Chen Tie is going well," Fan Xiaoqi said, "As for Aramis, to be honest, I have never seriously worried about it, and you, dear Nangong Wuxi, that guy's money belongs to your rightful income, and you have shared it so generously with others, what will you do in the future?"

"I am glad to have killed that strange fellow, my child, for it is a gift from God to kill a bad man, but if I had put his money in my own pocket, it would have weighed on my heart like a heavy stone, and I would have regretted the guilt of my conscience. ”

"Come on, dear Chen Tie, you have some incredible opinions. ”

Yesterday Mr. Tréville came to see me at the Humble House, and you know what he said to me? ”

"This is the woman I visited, the woman I told you about. ”

"Oh, yes, a blonde woman, I have advised you about her, of course you are dismissive. ”

"I explained my reasons to you. ”

"Yes, but I suppose as you told me, all you see is your equipment. ”

"No, I have been told for sure that the woman has something to do with the kidnapping of Mrs. Bonather. ”

"Yes, I know that, in order to get one woman back, you have to be courteous to another: this is the longest-lasting way, and the most interesting. ”

Fan Xiaoqi was about to tell Nangong Wuxian and the Quan, but there was one thing that stopped him, that is, Nangong Wuxian was a serious dignitary on the matter of reputation, and our amorous man had believed in advance that there were some things that he would not approve of in his previous decision to deal with that woman, so he preferred to keep his mouth shut. Moreover, Nangong Wuxian is the least curious person in the world, so Fan Xiaoqi's confidant has run aground.

Let's leave the topic of these two friends, they don't have much to say, go and track down Zhao Yu's whereabouts.

As soon as we heard that the man who wanted to speak to him had come from Tours, we saw with great eagerness the young man followed him after him, or rather, he had rushed ahead of him. His speed is inexplicably fast!

When he returned home, he saw a short, bright-eyed man, but dressed in very ragged clothes.

"Are you looking for me?" Zhao Yu asked.

"I'm looking for Mr. Zhao Yu, so you're that?" asked the hillbilly with a polite smile.

"In the next exactly. Do you have something to give me?" Zhao Yu replied with a serious face.

"Yes, if you show me a certain embroidered handkerchief. The ragged hillbilly continued.

"Here," Zhao Yu said, taking out a key from his chest and opening a small ebony box inlaid with beads, "Look, here." ”

"Okay," the hillbilly said after seeing the beaded ebony box in Zhao Yu's hand clearly, "Please go away with your attendant." ”

Indeed, the curious little king was anxious to know what the beggar wanted to do with his master, so he adjusted his pace, followed his master's footsteps, and arrived home almost at the same time as him. But this swift action did not help him much, and at the beggar's request: his master signaled for him to withdraw, and he had no choice but to obey.

When the little king had gone, the beggar looked around at a hurry to make sure that no one else had seen or heard, and then he untied the ragged blouse, which had been hastily bound by a belt, and began to remove the stitches from the upper part of the underwear, and drew a letter from it.

As soon as Zhao Yu saw the seal, he let out a happy cry, kissed the words on the envelope, and with an almost reverent respect, opened the letter with the following contents:

Friend, fate wants us to be separated for some time, but youth

The good old days are not gone. Do your duty in the barracks, and I do my duty elsewhere. Please accept what the messenger has given you;

Fight like a handsome and decent gentleman, and think of me, the one who kisses your dark-eyed tenderly.

Farewell, or rather, goodbye!

The beggar continued to untie the stitches, and from his dirty clothes, he pulled out one after the other silver coins, and he laid out a hundred coins neatly on the table, then opened the door, bowed, and before the astonished young man could take the liberty of asking, he stepped away.

At this time, Aramis read the letter again, and he found that it also contained a postscript, which said:

You can receive the messenger, who is an earl, a big man in the kingdom of White.

"Golden dream!" Zhao Yu said loudly, "Ah! Beautiful life! Yes, we are still very young! Yes, we still have happy times! Oh! My love, my blood, my life belongs to you! Everything, everything, everything belongs to you, my beautiful lover!"

He kissed the letter feverishly, not even glancing at the glittering silver coins on the table.

Xiao Wang knocked softly on the door, and Zhao Yu had no reason to avoid him, so he let him in.

Xiao Wang was stunned when he saw those gold coins, and he forgot to inform Fan Xiaoqi's arrival. The curious Fan Xiaoqi was anxious to know who the beggar was, so he left Nangong Wuxi's home and came to find Zhao Yu.

However, Fan Xiaoqi and Zhao Yu have always been eclectic, and found that Xiao Wang forgot to report, so they came to the door in person.

"Ah, my dear Zhao Yu!" said Fan Xiaoqi, "if it is a dried plum that someone sent us from Tours, you have to pay a compliment to the gardener who picks the plums." ”

"You're mistaken, my dear," Zhao Yu said cautiously, "the last time I wrote a monosyllabic poem over there, my bookseller sent me the remuneration. ”

"Ahh ”

"Why, sir!" cried Wang, "a poem is worth so much money! I can't believe it! oh! sir! write whatever you want, you can now be called a professional artist." I prefer people like that. A poet is almost a priest. Mr. Zhao Yu, you should be a poet, I beg you. ”

"Xiao Wang, my friend," Zhao Yu said, "I thought you were talkative." ”

Xiao Wang understood that he was wrong, and walked out the door with his head down.

"Ah!" said Fan Xiaoqi with a smile, "you are lucky that your manuscript is sold in gold, my friend, but beware, the letter that leaked from your shirt is about to fall, and it must have been sent by your bookseller." ”

Zhao Yu was red all the way to the root of his ears, he stuffed the letter inside, and buttoned up his short shirt again.

"My dear Zhao Yu," he said, "if you like, let's go, find our friends, and since I have money, let's have another meal together today, and when you have money, you will be the host." ”

"Wonderful!" said Fan Xiaoqi, "we haven't had a decent meal in a long time, and as for me, I'm going on a somewhat adventurous expedition to-night, so I'll be honest enough to give me a few bottles of old Burgundy wine, and I'll not be upset." ”

"Okay, just drink old Burgundy wine, I like it too," said Zhao Yu, who saw that the gold coin was like a big hand that erased the idea of retreating for him.

He pocketed three silver coins for a treat, and put the rest into a small beaded ebony box, where he treasured his chic square handkerchief to ward off evil spirits.

The two friends first came to Nangong Wuji's home. Nangong Wuxian kept his oath to stay at home, and was responsible for having the food delivered to his home, and because he was very proficient in cooking, Fan Xiaoqi and Nangong Wuxian did not have any difficulty in letting him handle this important errand.

These two people went to find Chen Tie. When they reached the corner of Buck, they met Xiao Li, who was driving a mule and a horse with a pitiful look.

When Fan Xiaoqi saw it, he let out a happy exclamation: "Ah, my yellow horse!" he exclaimed, "Zhao Yu, look at that horse!"

"Oh, what an ugly mount!" Zhao Yu said.

"Alas, my dear," said Fan Xiaoqi again, "I came to Paris on this horse." ”

"Why, does the gentleman recognize this horse?" Xiao Li asked cautiously, puzzled.

"It's so weird. Zhao Yu said, "I've only seen this kind of horse with this color." ”

"I believe that," Fan Xiaoqi said, "so I sold it for three eju, and I should say that I sold it because of its bad coat, and the skeleton certainly weighed no more than eighteen pounds." But how did this horse get into your hands, Xiao Li?"

"Alas!" said the attendant, "this stubble, sir, is a bullying trick of our duchess's husband!"

"What's going on, Xiao Li?"

"Yes, we were looked at differently by a woman of stature, a duchess of so-and-so, and I'm sorry I say so-and-so, because my master had told me to be careful. The duchess forced us to accept a small gift, a beautiful dwarf, sturdy horse and an Andalusian mule, which looked amazing! ”

"Are you going to bring him back now?" Fan Xiaoqi asked.

"Exactly!" said Xiao Li, "you know, we will never accept such a two-headed mount in exchange for a mount that someone else promised us." ”

"Yes, I can't accept it, though I would love to see Chen Tie on my golden horse, which seems to remind me of my visit to Paris. But we won't stop you, Mouskedon, go and do something for your master, go. Is he at home?"

"At home, sir," said Li, "but in a bad mood." There you go. ”

With that, he continued to hurry towards the big pier, and the two friends also came to the unlucky Chen Tiemen and rang the doorbell. Chen Tie had already seen them walking through the courtyard, but he just wouldn't open the door. So the two friends pulled the bell in vain. (Boy Playing with Kitchen Knife/24/24135/) - (Boy Playing with Kitchen Knife/)