Qiao Tianhua felt that Zhou Langjun was gentle and humble, how could he be humiliated.

She immediately smiled coquettishly: "Master, I remember that "Arabian Nights" told the story of stupid men, donkeys, and liars. In the Great Food Country, there was a stupid man who led a donkey to graze, and one day met a Tianzhu liar. The liar claimed that he had A-Niang and persuaded him to quit drinking, but instead he beat A-Niang, and then turned into a donkey and suffered every day. Later, Ah Niang was distressed and prayed in front of the Bodhisattva to restore him to human form. So, the crook wanted to take the donkey, and the stupid man agreed. The liar didn't know that the stupid man was picked up by the donkey, and he looked like a donkey, but he was extremely ferocious, and he bit the liar to death in the middle of the night. ”

Qiao Tianhua's voice was delicate, as sweet as eating flower cakes.

Xiao Langjun was very happy with Qiao Tianhua, who was a little lady, who knew that Qiao Tianhua had something to say, and compared Xie Yuan, the state capital who looked down on Zhou Mingze, to a Tianzhu liar.

Zhou Mingze read the stories of stupid men, donkeys, and liars, and couldn't help laughing. He was grateful to Qiao Tianhua for his relief, and felt that Qiao Tianhua's temperament was a bit sharp.

"Lady Qiao, tell a story, tell a story, don't provoke the contradiction between Da Shi and Tianzhu." Helian Zheng insisted on the ring ruler and patted the three-foot podium.

Seeing this, Yuwen Yinhua knew that the hillbilly was going to be unlucky, and was secretly happy.

Sure enough, Helian Zheng walked up to Qiao Tianhua, and when he laughed, his fox eyes hooked slightly: "Since Qiao Niangzi knows "Arabian Nights", it is better to translate the story she just told into Da Shiyu." If the translation is good, the king will be rewarded. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't know how to translate, and as the chief examiner of the translation subject, it is the responsibility of the king to solve the doubts. ”

As soon as the words fell, many students sat upright, with more awe.

Translation subjects are difficult, but they are the easiest to widen the gap. Nowadays, there are ready-made examiners who teach translation subjects, and they don't do more with less.

However, Qiao Tianhua's little face turned pale and hated the King of Beihai very much.

She is a hillbilly from a small county town, and she learns mute Fanbang.

"Master, Mrs. Qiao has just arrived in Chang'an, and the time to review her homework is short, so let me help translate." Zhou Mingze said.

So, Zhou Mingze spoke a relatively fluent big food language and translated the story adapted by Qiao Tianhua word for word, which stunned Qiao Tianhua.

Oh my God, this is the skill of learning the Great Food Language yesterday! Qiao Tianhua swept the pale faces of Xie Yuan, the state capital who had just laughed at Zhou Lang, and his heart blossomed.

"Qiao Niangzi, Zhou Langjun has learned the big food language for a day, and he has the courage to show it. And thou hast cowered and hast disappointed the king. This king has decided, and you will be punished to stay in the court. Helian Zheng looked at Qiao Tianhua directly, like a romantic benefactor.

Qiao Tianhua clenched his fists and cursed a dead goblin.

She clearly heard that a little lady mocked her, sacrificed her hue, and seduced His Royal Highness the King of Beihai, and later she might be in Minglun Hall, took off her clothes, and let His Royal Highness the King of Beihai pick nectar.

"Master, if you leave Mrs. Qiao alone, I'm afraid it will cause a scandal, so it's better for me to stay in the court." Zhou Mingze listened to the words of the arrangement, and couldn't help frowning.

"This king has a bad reputation, so I don't mind." Helian Zheng shook the white feather fan and smiled lightly.

When the King of the North Sea told two short stories of "Arabian Nights" in the language of the Great Food, Qiao Tianhua did not listen to a single symbol, but felt that the King of the North Sea's voice was as clear as the snow falling in the next winter, which taught her to have a sense of déjà vu.

She inadvertently touched her chest, and suddenly remembered that she had handed over something important.

The gilt copper double-sided ribbon seal, when she was in a bad mood, she would take it out and rub it, and then tell herself that if she encountered a desperate situation, there would always be a hot-blooded boy falling from the sky.

She inadvertently noticed that the neck of the North Sea King showed red silk threads.

Sure enough, after the course ended, Qiao Tianhua watched as the student left with a gesture towards the King of the North Sea, and he had to pose as a little lady and smile smartly.

"Little Bird Slave, recite a hanging poem in the language of big food tonight." Helian Zheng's thin lips pursed lightly.

After Qiao Tianhua heard this, she was skeptical, but when she saw Helian Zheng take the seal from her neck and shake it in front of her eyes, she could only compromise.

Friends, please stop! Cry with me, with memories: remembering lovers, hanging old homes, in the dunes, in front of the ruins. The south and north winds blew back and forth like shuttles, but the falling sand failed to hide the remains of her former home......

Helian Zheng actually composed the music in advance, and his singing voice was crisp and pure.

Qiao Tianhua listened obsessively, as if Helian Zheng was her hot-blooded teenager.

"Little finch slave, don't you like this king?" Helian Zheng propped his hands on the bookcase, caught a glimpse of Qiao Tianhua's nymphomaniac appearance, and sneered.

Qiao Tianhua stretched out his chubby hand and poked Helian Zheng's chest, pretending to be so angry that his face turned red, but he wanted to confirm whether the thing he was wearing around his neck was the seal. However, Helian Zheng was so hateful that he turned sideways to avoid her little fleshy hands.

At this time, Wu Hook brought the food box, and felt that there was an ambiguous atmosphere flowing between the two, and the interest retreated.

After that, Helian Zheng opened the food box, shook the white feather fan, and fanned the meat incense.

Xiaojia wonton, Gengjia zongzi, cherry Biluo, cold hu tutu, hug taro soup, through flower glutinous, flax cake, whole roasted fish......

Qiao Tianhua is a little lady after all, she is a little greedy, and she peeks at it with a sloppy eye. Wow, the shrimp toad is holding the dish of the little taro, which looks strange and interesting.

It's a pity that Helian Zheng picked up the taro soup, chewed it slowly, and moved lazily.

"Master, you took me to study." Qiao Tianhua gritted his teeth.

"It's okay, wait for the king to finish eating the taro soup." Helian Zheng laughed.

It turns out that the dish of shrimp toad holding small taro is called holding taro soup. Qiao Tianhua scolded Helian Zheng's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart, cough cough, he has to bypass His Majesty today.

After Helian Zheng finished eating the taro soup, Qiao Tianhua felt hungry.

She stubbornly followed Helian Zheng, played the big food language, stumbled to finish, and tried to suppress the sound of swallowing saliva halfway.

"Little finch, it's time for you to behave." Helian Zheng wrapped his arms around him, full of banter.

Qiao Tianhua was happy to be looked down upon by Helian Zheng, puffed up his chest, and began to chant.

She was really clever, and when she met the big food language she had forgotten, she quietly perfunctory past, as if the big food language she said had local characteristics.

"Master, you see that I recite fluently, and I deserve to be rewarded with a zongzi." Qiao Tianhua said with a smile.

"Fourteen mistakes, and dare to be cheeky and beg for food." Helian Zheng held the ring ruler and knocked out Qiao Tianhua's little meat hand who just wanted to catch the Geng family's zongzi, and couldn't help but feel funny: "Okay, this king won't embarrass you." Take you to read it three times, and if you still can't learn it, you will have to be spanked. ”

Next, Qiao Tianhua had to cheer up and ponder the big food language. In fact, Qiao Tianhua didn't know that for people who are not very enlightened about the big food language, it is the most difficult to study hanging poems. She was slapped on the ass several times by Helian Zheng, and the ghost cried wolf in pain before she corrected all the mistakes.

"I deserve it." Qiao Tianhua picked up the Gengjia zongzi and ran away.

Then, she bumped into Zhou Mingze, who was standing outside Minglun Hall and waiting quietly.