"Master Wen, what are you kidding? ⊙，”

Sang Fusheng's body was as straight as a knife.

"Who is joking with you, I told Liu Dashuai early in the morning, I have now been transferred to Baimata, and now I am the person under the command of Ye Houye, the sword envoy of the patrol camp, hahahaha, otherwise I can have time to eat noodles here?" Wen Wan wiped his beard, laughed excitedly, and said: "Damn, this period of time is really suffocating me, this military regulation, that military regulation, this military order, that military order, I dare not let go of drinking, if I accidentally violate the military regulations and military discipline, I will lose my head, it is simply not a human life." ”

He drank the haggis soup from the bowl in one gulp and stretched comfortably.

Then he loudly asked the boss to bring another bowl, Wen Wan squinted his eyes and said comfortably: "Do you know, after the military status was changed to Baimata, I have been sleeping until the sun is three poles in the morning for several days, and I go around every day, I can do whatever I want, that is called a leisurely ah." Wha!"

Sang Fusheng was directly speechless.

"Hey, how about it, are you interested in coming to Baimata, haha, I'll talk to Ye Houye, come here." Wen Wan frowned and said.

"Ye Hou Ye shouldn't be so indulgent to his subordinates. Sang Fusheng's expression was serious.

Wen Wan smiled.

"Maybe not, but he doesn't have time to care about me, wahahahaha, it's been six days since I was transferred to Baimata in the military, and I haven't seen him in these six days, it is said that he is in retreat, you say, how good is a boss who likes to retreat, you don't have to worry about him suddenly appearing in front of you...... Eating noodles and sleeping in the sun every day, how beautiful life is. ”

Sang Fusheng's face darkened.

He didn't know what to say.

Wen Wan's military rank is higher than his, and he has a very personal relationship with Liu Zongyuan and Ye Qingyu, so of course Sang Fusheng has no right to accuse.

And with his understanding of Wen Wan, this famous mad tiger in the forward battalion is definitely not an idle and lazy person, since even Liu Dashuai agreed to transfer him to Baimata, then there must be other special considerations behind this, but it is not something he can overcome.

Sang Fusheng said a few words and turned to leave.

"Well, like a piece of wood, not at all funny. Wen Wan looked at Sang Fusheng's back stupidly, a bowl of hot haggis noodles was already placed in front of her, and there was twice as much offal meat in the bowl.

"Master Jun, you use it slowly. The owner of the noodle stall, who had been terrified before, was already smiling at this time.

Knowing that Wen Wan was not a monster, not an officer of the forward battalion, he was relieved, and the hospitality seemed much more courteous.

Wen Wan nodded and continued to eat.

After a while, Bai Yuanxing came panting, holding an inkstone, a brush, and a scroll in his hand.

"Well, are you sitting here and eating noodles?" Wen Wan casually pointed to the little Mazha next to him.

Bai Yuanxing shook his head: "I've eaten it." ”

Wen Wan finished eating the last bowl of noodles, then wiped her mouth and said, "I said, you write, write it down for me." ”

Bai Yuanxing didn't know why, sat down, and on this simple noodle stall, he spread out the volume, studied the ink and picked up the pen, and recorded them one by one according to Wen Wan's dictation.

But it turned out that what Wen Wan asked him to record were the brand names, origins, and personnel of all large and small sects who entered Tianjiao Garden in the past few days, although he didn't know how Wen Wan knew this, even the names of those very young sect disciples, he could call them, but Bai Yuanxing still wrote them down very seriously.

"Hehe, although Ye Qingyu is in retreat, I can't be idle, I have figured out the bottom of these people, no matter whether it is useful or not, when Xiao Yezi is out of the customs, I can also explain a little, hahahaha......" Wen Wan smiled triumphantly.

Bai Yuanxing glanced at him.

Why do you always feel that Master Wen is perfunctory?

Two people, one said and one remembered, and soon half an hour passed.

Distance.

The gate of Tianjiao Garden.

More than a dozen people who looked like guards seemed to have finally noticed the two guys pointing and writing notes at the noodle stall in the distance, especially the bearded man, who had been sneakily guarding there for a few days, and it seemed that he had bad intentions.

So a few people came over and came to the noodle stall.

"You two, what are you doing?" asked a Ziwei Sect disciple who was the leader raised his hand and pointed at Wen Wan, with a stern expression.

This disciple of the Ziwei Sect has good strength and is one of the leaders of the escort team at the main gate of Tianjiao Garden.

This martial arts alliance was initiated by the three sects and three factions dominated by the Ziwei Sect, which was of great significance, so the Ziwei Sect did not dare to slack off, and began to arrange the Tianjiao Garden more than ten days ago, and some confidential matters were also done quite well.

"Mind your. Wen Wan glanced at a few people impatiently, and said, "Get out of the way, don't block Lao Tzu's observation." ”

"You...... It's really eaten the gall of the ambitious leopard. The Ziwei Sect disciple was furious, "Do you know who I am? You two are sneaky, what are you recording here? You dare to peep into the grand ceremony of my three sects and three sects, you ......?"

"Ziwei Sect, Zhong Dajun, isn't it?" Wen Wan said confidently: "A small disciple of three generations, who is afraid of you? I am not afraid to tell you clearly, what if Lao Tzu is observing your secrets? Is there anything unsightly? You rivers and lakes are not good things, so naturally you must be well controlled, I want to write down your names and register them one by one...... I'm the forward Ying Wen Wan, the current No. 1 gold medal fighter of Baimata, Ye Qingyu sent me, haha, if you're afraid, get out of here!"

"You...... I ...... "Zhong Dajun was so angry that he was about to vomit blood."

A few other sect disciples next to him changed color.

Without waiting for Zhong Dajun to say anything, he hurriedly pulled him away.

Ye Qingyu's current fierce reputation has long been thunderous in the sect, ordinary sect disciples heard this name, their legs were so frightened that their legs were weak, and they dared to say something, don't look at Zhong Dajun's unrelenting look, but he was very cooperative with several companions and left directly......

For the next few days, Wen Wan swaggered like this, monitoring the list of all the people who had entered and left Tianjiao Garden.

No one dared to touch him.

This originally mobile small noodle stall, also because of the existence of Wen Mad Tiger, can sell hundreds of bowls of noodles here every day, and the boss Le's mouth can't close.

In these days, none of Ye Qingyu have appeared again.

The city was much quieter.

Every day, a large number of caravan chambers of commerce poured in, in addition to the large caravan chambers of commerce stationed in Tianjiao Garden, there were also some small chambers of commerce that could not get the qualifications to enter Tianjiao Garden, and they also came to fish in troubled waters.

The real martial arts alliance has not yet begun, on the two main roads outside Tianjiao Garden, there are more and more stalls of all sizes, and all kinds of chambers of commerce have set up tents, making this neighborhood almost like a big grocery market, and there are many people coming and going, but all kinds of strange goods here, it is difficult to distinguish between real and fake, and can only rely on personal vision and luck.

......

"Dad, can we really enter Tianjiao Garden this time?"

Inn room.

Song Qingluo asked with a sad face.

There was a middle-aged man with gray hair and a tired face standing in front of the window, he sighed softly when he heard this, didn't speak for a long time, and finally smiled bitterly: "Look at luck, if that Song Gongzi is really as capable as he said, maybe he really has a chance, this Tianjiao Garden Martial Arts Alliance may be the last hope of our Qingluo Chamber of Commerce." ”

Song Qingluo looked at her father's tired demeanor, and her heart felt like a knife.

As the largest chamber of commerce consortium in Luming County in the past, the Qingluo Chamber of Commerce is also a momentary glory, but unfortunately all this has completely changed since more than half a year ago, because of the outbreak of the power of Song Xiaojun's dark bloodline, the Song family has become the focus of investigation, although it was finally found out that everything has little to do with the Qingluo Chamber of Commerce, the Song father and daughter are also normal people, there is no dark bloodline, but the business of the Qingluo Chamber of Commerce has suffered a huge blow.

Former partners broke their contracts and left them.

The competitors deliberately walked the rumors and demonized the Qingluo Chamber of Commerce, and the residents of the city transferred their hatred of the demon clan to the Qingluo Chamber of Commerce, and the business suddenly plummeted.

At the beginning, the City Lord's Mansion took care of the Qingluo Chamber of Commerce, and there was no embarrassment.

After all, the Song family's painstaking management for so many years, and the City Lord's Mansion are also allies, which have played some roles.

But later, I heard that in Youyan Pass, Song Xiaojun reappeared and attacked and killed Lu Chaoge, the god of Youyan Army, and the news came out, and the world was shaken, even the city lord's mansion and the four major soldiers' mansions in Luming County City no longer dared to have anything to do with the Song family and the Qingluo Chamber of Commerce, and they chose to split up......

The Song family was completely abandoned.

Although Father Song tried all kinds of ways to scatter a lot of gold and silver, it was difficult to reverse such a decline.

The Song family declined rapidly.

The servants were dismissed.

Shop reselling.

The business went bankrupt.

Song Qingluo, who is a thousand catties of Miss Qingluo Chamber of Commerce, was also excluded and isolated in Bailu Academy because of these reasons, and was miserable, and in the end, the Song family did not have the financial resources to continue to support her studies, Song Qingluo had to drop out of Bailu Academy, and gave up her martial arts cultivation path in grief, and began to follow her father's side and run for the family's affairs.

The rapid deterioration of life made Song Qingluo feel that her original colorful life was full of nightmares in an instant.

She knew that the fate of her life had changed completely.

She is no longer the proud daughter of the sky in the past, she is not the darling favored by fate, she has to coarse cloth, she has to coarse tea and light rice, save every tael of silver, and support the crumbling family.

The cruelty of fate is coming.

Song Qingluo felt that she had suddenly fallen into endless darkness, and she couldn't see the slightest light.

And all this is because of Song Xiaojun.

Hate?

Maybe he should hate, but I don't know why, Song Qingluo can't hate.

Because she knows that her sister, who is a concubine, is also a poor person.

This time, Father Song took Song Qingluo, with the last hope of the Song family, came to Youyan Pass, and under the recommendation of the son of an old man, he wanted to fight for the qualification to enter Tianjiao Garden.

But how can the qualifications of Tianjiao Garden be so easy to obtain?

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