Chu Yuci strode forward, "Xiao'er, don't listen to his sophistry, he did it on purpose."
Jun Wuji is indeed a bit narrow-minded.
He glanced sideways and saw that Xiao Jin'er had already written an inscription on the plaque. Although he touched it and the handwriting was crooked, it still left his exclusive mark.
His eyes brightened and he smiled: "Since Xiao Jin'er doesn't like my plaque, then use this one."
that's all.
very good.
This misfortune belongs to him.
Chu Yuci's eyes darkened, and he realized Jun Wuji's thoughts. He tightened his grip on the sword hilt, with a faint anger building up in his belly.
Any man who is contaminated by Xiao'er is a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh, and he can't wait to get rid of her as soon as possible!
Ye Jinxiao lost his patience: "Can you all leave?"
Jun Wuji smiled coaxingly: "No worries, no worries, we just won't fight. Xiao Jin'er, you continue writing."
He immediately waved and ordered Xiao Hen and Fu Ying to carry the pear wood plaque away so that it wouldn't be an eyesore here. There would be fewer people, more air circulation, and a better mood.
Ye Jinxiao continued writing, "Does Master Jun have a lot of free time all day long?"
"It's not idle, it's not idle either."
depend on mood.
He was poisoned and was forced to stay in the Nanyuan Imperial Capital. After the poison was resolved, he still had his own things to do, and he would no longer be here.
During this period, if he didn't find some fun for himself, he would suffocate to death sooner or later.
Xiao Jin'er is his joy.
"Oh." Ye Jinxiao continued to inscribe.
Chu Yuci looked very annoying.
Obviously he is the legitimate husband, but this man has repeatedly challenged his dignity, and he cannot go too far. If he offends Xiaoer, it will be counterproductive.
Looking at the crooked stroke on the plaque, it was very dazzling.
Very dazzling!
Suddenly, he also stepped forward and put away his sword seemingly casually. In fact, he also stabbed Ye Jinxiao on the elbow.
Swish——
Suddenly, another stroke slipped out crookedly.
A "month" character, passed through two strokes, becomes "冄".
she:"……"
Jun Wuji narrowed her eyes: It is indeed a Chu dog, it is indeed a dog.
Chu Yuci's expression did not change: "Xiao'er, I didn't mean it."
Lu Chunjing: If you say this, I wonder who would believe it?
"How about changing the plaque to the one I prepared for you?"
In this way, Jun Wuji's little plan will never succeed.
Jun Wuji thought this person was despicable.
Chu Yuci felt that he was even more despicable.
Ye Jinxiao felt that the two of them were evenly matched.
"Forget it," she was already halfway through writing, so let's leave it at that. She had a headache and hurriedly wrote the last word while waving her pen.
——Xiang Yuexuan.
Oh no, Xiang Yanxuan.
"Come over, two of you, and hang up."
The two guys stepped forward quickly, and Chu Yuci was already one step ahead: "I'll just hang up."
Another big hand with sharp bones pressed down: "Xiao Jin'er, let me do it."
Chu Yuci frowned.
Hanging a plaque makes a fuss?
Immediately, the two people's eyes met each other. When their eyes met in the air, sharp and familiar sparks instantly burst out. Their eyes looked like two ferocious beasts, and they were facing each other tit for tat regardless of top or bottom.
One minute later.
As expected, they started arguing again.
This time, Ye Jinxiao really didn't want to care anymore and let the two of them fight. She went out to get some air with a headache and saw an old beggar squatting next to the shop.
The old beggar was dressed in ragged clothes and rag shoes. He was holding a long bamboo in his arms, with a broken bowl beside him, and was scratching on the ground with a piece of black charcoal.
Ye Jinxiao walked closer and said, "Chess."
The old beggar raised his head and was extremely surprised: "Young lady actually recognizes it?"
This chess game is very simple to play. You only need to draw a few lines on the ground and use a few stones as chess pieces. You can play it anytime and anywhere.
People who play chess are usually migrant workers and hard laborers. When they are working, eating and resting, a few people get together and can play one or two games at any time.
As for those noble and wealthy children who play elegant games such as Go and Xiangqi, they may have never heard of Diqi.
Ye Jinxiao naturally understood.
"I can play."
She went to the side and picked up a few stones and placed them on the chessboard drawn with charcoal.
The old beggar broke off a dead branch and broke it into seven or eight small pieces to use as chess pieces.
The two just squatted on the ground and started playing.
After a few chess moves passed, Ye Jinxiao found that the old beggar looked ragged and worn, but his chess skills were extremely steady. His moves were neither hasty nor impetuous, but he could exert maximum power while being steady. If he were to let his guard down in the slightest, he would You will definitely get eaten and lose everything.
She was slightly surprised. When she took a closer look, why did she feel that this old beggar looked familiar?
"Old man, have we met before?"
The old beggar touched his dirty face and said, "Have you seen it?"
"I often beg on the streets in this area. Maybe the lady has met me before. It is an honor for the old man to be remembered by the lady."
Maybe so.
Ye Jinxiao felt familiar, but couldn't remember it for the time being.
The old beggar hugged the bamboo pole and looked at her with a smile that was somewhat profound.
At this moment, not far away, there was a loud discussion:
"General Yuan is back from suppressing the bandits! Let me tell you, he will definitely blow your eyes. He is the lame man from Taifu's Mansion..."
"He caught the bandit leader!"
"What?"
"Isn't it? He is a cripple, how can he be the opponent of the bandit leader? I don't believe it!"
"This is true. Let me tell you, my cousin is a soldier under General Yuan. He followed General Yuan to suppress the bandits this time and saw it with his own eyes..."
The tips of Ye Jinxiao's ears twitched slightly.
The sound of wild discussion reached my ears, Ye Muchen replied?
Just as his mind moved, he noticed a familiar gaze falling on him, leisurely and quiet, like the moonlight on a winter night, silent but always present.
Subconsciously raised his head.
A dozen steps away, the familiar black figure came into view.
It's still him.
His figure is tall and thin, his aura is restrained, and he holds a lone sword that never comes out of its sheath. He is like a retrograde man walking at night, alone, coming and going silently.
"Ye Qi!"
After being gone for so many days, he finally returned.
Ye Jinxiao looked happy, stood up and ran over: "You just came back? How is it? Are you injured? Is everything going well?"
Ye Ming lowered his eyes slightly and said, "It went well."
He followed in the dark, and only took action at critical moments to save Ye Muchen, and did not worry about it the rest of the time.
Even though Ye Muchen was lame, he was still an upbeat person.
"Quick, come in and tell me in detail..." As soon as Ye Jinxiao turned around, he saw the two plague gods in the store, and their smiles disappeared instantly.
In a good mood, I just feel unlucky.
Ye Ming saw it and asked in a low voice: "Did they disturb you?"
Seeing the two of them holding each other's hands, the wind howling extremely fiercely, he lowered his hands, and with a flash of his body, he suddenly entered between the two of them, facing each other with one palm at a time.
Bang!
"Ugh!" Jun Wuji only had two successes, and was immediately shocked and fell backwards. A mouthful of sweetness filled her throat, and she almost vomited blood.
Ye Ming!
Wensang!
My master and your Ye family have been friends for generations, a life-long friendship, and you actually killed me!
Chu Yuci also took a few steps back. The wound on his leg burst open and blood gurgled out. His face was slightly pale, and he looked at Ye Ming with a bit of hostility and fear.
Such strong internal strength.
Where does this person come from?
