Chapter four hundred and forty-seven wine and half-step armor
In the lonely east city, inside Xia Chongzhai.
Above the right shoulder of Zhao Lingfei, who has black hair like a waterfall.
A purple sword hangs upside down.
Not moving at all.
The hazy smoky purple light reflected the beautiful profile of its mistress.
There were still some faint remnants of the divine brilliance on her body, but they slowly dissipated into light spots and disappeared.
For a moment, this scene seemed as beautiful as a dream.
There was silence in the hall.
A slender, crystal-clear handleless small sword, carrying Qingmei's sword soul and spirituality, is currently rotating quickly or slowly around the purple sword in the air, which is the carrier of 'pure' temporary transformation.
Qingmei seemed to be...quietly looking at her friends.
Just like everyone in the hall who was silent at this time.
Qingmei observed it for a while, and after circling it for a few times, she finally seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. She quietly tilted the tip of her sword and slowly approached the familiar yet unfamiliar bamboo horse.
The purple sword remained motionless.
The slender Qingmei seemed to be bolder, and the sword tip came closer to the sword body of the Purple Sword Bamboo Horse.
Just like when I was a child, a shy little girl stretched out her thin index finger to poke the shoulder of her childhood sweetheart, "Hey, what are you doing..."
Just when Qingmei was about to touch the bamboo horse's sword, the purple sword bamboo horse suddenly moved and swooped past the probing Qingmei. The frightened slender Qingmei trembled and turned her head to retreat.
But in the next second, Qingmei reacted.
Facing the bamboo horse that started spinning in circles in the air and 'laughing' after scaring it, Qingmei groaned angrily, shook the tip of the sword, exerted force, and chased after the bamboo horse with a whooshing sound.
Zi Jian turned around and ran away, jumping for joy.
So, the green plum and the bamboo horse were chasing each other in the sky in the hall, making a lot of noise.
Zhao Rong folded his hands and looked at the two little guys whizzing by without obeying the traffic rules. He couldn't help but curl his lips.
I feel like I was filling a pen with ink when I was a kid, and then it splattered onto the white shirt of my female classmate, and I ran for my life...
Zhao Rong squinted his eyes and looked at the two little guys having fun in the air.
Well, the bamboo horse ran very fast, and Qingmei couldn't catch up for a long time... He had the same style as I used to pull Qingjun's ponytail to escape.
The young Confucian scholar muttered something in a low voice, shook his head with a smile, and turned his head to look at his green plum with a smile.
But all I saw was that the lady's dark eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and she was looking intently at the bamboo horse and Qingmei chasing in the air, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Zhao Rong reached out and pulled Zhao Lingfei's left hand.
Concubine Zhao Ling came back to her senses, turned to look at her husband, and smiled sweetly.
She raised her other hand, held it with her husband's right arm, and leaned forward, clinging to him.
Facing Zhao Rong's concerned gaze, the woman with autumn eyes shook her head and said, "Brother Rong'er, I'm fine, don't worry... I feel better now than ever before."
As she was speaking, she couldn't help but take a deep breath, and her face looked a little happy and excited.
Zhao Rong smiled and gave her a look.
Concubine Zhao Ling was slightly startled, but the two husbands and wives were of the same mind and understood in the next second.
She immediately smiled and turned her head, and gave an elegant salute to a man who was the shopkeeper who was crossing his chest and squinting at Zijian, "Thank you, Senior Zhao."
Zhao Xifu waved his hand, "Girl, don't thank me. This is not summer insect wine, Qushi wine, or well frog wine. I didn't give you this wine. If you want to thank me... just thank God and that brat."
"…………"
Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Rong, the couple looked at each other.
Zhao Xifu curled his lips.
In fact, most of what he said was true. First of all, this glass of wine had nothing to do with summer insects, well frogs, and Qushi wine. Secondly, she really should go thank a certain brat.
However, it would be a lie to say that there was no help from him.
Zhao Xifu turned to look at Bing Niang and saw that the woman was facing those magical scenes before. At this time, all the guests were present. She did not ask any questions or show any of her expressions. The man in charge of the shop calmly exhaled.
After Zhao Lingfei glanced at her husband, she turned back and shook her head stubbornly at Zhao Xifu:
"Senior Zhao is too humble. This junior is not that stupid. Thank you for your support, senior. If Concubine Ling is of any help in the future, senior must not be polite and give this junior a chance to repay you."
Her tone was serious, and her pretty face was full of sincerity.
Zhao Rong and others couldn't help but look at the graceful woman with autumn eyes.
She is indeed my wife, who understands justice, etiquette, and etiquette... Zhao Rong thought to himself, but then he added in his heart... Well, my wife is so good, and he has a share of the credit behind her.
At this time, facing Zhao Lingfei's words, Zhao Xifu neither nodded nor shook his head, and was noncommittal.
This Zhao eldest girl can be regarded as the most pleasing junior sister to him in the past thousand years of Wangque Taiqing's four mansions.
Otherwise, he would not take advantage of the situation and help.
It's okay to lend a hand, but it only consumes a lot of sword energy accumulated by the man in charge.
He fished this out bit by bit from the big ditch next to it...
Concubine Zhao Ling smiled lightly when she saw that Zhao Xifu seemed to acquiesce.
After the man from the shop said his thanks, it seemed...that it was another person's turn.
Tonight I had an astonishing encounter with a woman with autumn eyes, and turned my head again.
She held Zhao Rong's arm and raised her head slightly, looking at her husband's thin cheeks.
Zhao Rong was startled and looked at her.
Zhao Lingfei pursed her red lips and remained silent.
She just looked at Zhao Rong intently, as if she couldn't get enough of him, and couldn't finish it.
Zhao Rong was slightly startled. He saw the long, autumn-like eyes of this stunning beauty in front of him, full of love and extreme affection, and he couldn't help but feel a surge in his heart.
The next second, Zhao Rongfu felt the direct gaze of a certain little fox demon in his heart.
Yes, it wasn't just Qingjun who was like this. Xiaoxiao also looked up at him like this with her little head raised and her eyes full of love and dependence when she snuggled into his arms and held him as her lover.
This scene seems familiar... By the way, Xiaoxiao!
Zhao Rong suppressed the urge to be intimate and affectionate with Qingjun at this time and make a big show of it.
He quickly looked away and coughed twice.
Zhao Rong didn't look at Zhao Lingfei or Su Xiaoxiao, his eyes wandered elsewhere in the hall.
Zhao Lingfei glanced at her husband and suddenly smiled sweetly.
I didn't think much about it, I just said that there were many people around at this time, the teacher and Qian'er were all looking at me, and my husband was 'shy'.
Hey, they are an old married couple. When he bullies her during the day, why don't you see him being reserved and tormenting her on the bed in the north room? And... he insists on asking her to try that shameful position and think of ways to harm her. If not
From him, you will...be able to enforce family law...
When Zhao Lingfei thought of what was happening in the north room during the day, she felt shy at the moment, which even overshadowed the joy of the unexpected blessing she had just encountered.
She stretched out her hand to pinch his waist, but she quietly took it back halfway, reluctant to let go.
The daughter's family has all kinds of thoughts at once, and the affection changes a thousand times.
She couldn't help but look at Zhao Rong's side face, who was looking around. She felt a mixture of love, joy and resentment in her heart.
Although I have thanked Senior Zhao, I...I will not thank you. I just want to...drink your wine. In addition, I will eat your rice and sleep on your bed and pillow...I won't.
Be reasonable and polite, and you must not dislike me, abandon me, or lose your temper with me...
Zhao Lingfei's heart is attached to someone, she thinks about it, her emotions are hard to express... This... I am already yours in this life, I have entrusted everything to you, the enemy who ruined me, and I have nothing to repay.
Well, then...then the next life, the next life, the next life after the next life...it will all be entrusted to your enemy, you can't run away...
The love in the heart of a woman with autumn eyes is all about being attached to someone.
At this time, she was extremely emotional, but her face showed a habitual cool and elegant look.
Zhao Lingfei held her husband's right arm tightly with both hands, with a smile on her lips and a dignified appearance. She glanced around the people in the hall and smiled politely.
At this time, Zhu Yourong stared at Concubine Zhao Ling for a while, and suddenly said to Zhao Xifu:
"Shopkeeper Zhao, you said I have to thank God and Tzuyu for this glass of wine..."
She paused, turned her head and stared around, "Isn't this a rare place of enlightenment? Tzuyu just...enlightened the truth and received a gift from heaven."
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
Xiao Xiao was present, and Zhao Rong, who was complaining a little, suddenly turned his attention.
Together with everyone, he stared at the expressionless Zhao Xifu.
Regarding this 'place of enlightenment', Zhao Rong had long heard that the most famous place in the world was the Jixia Academy in Tunanzhou.
In addition, there are some places in Jiuzhou, which are also special "places of enlightenment" that can communicate with the way of heaven, and can be said to be "closest to God."
And when they just talked to him, they also had this guess, but they were not sure yet...
"I don't understand what kind of bullshit place of enlightenment. Hey, is it Tu Nanzhou, a place where a group of verbose people gather, called the Academy, where a group of people chatter and quarrel every day?"
Zhao Xifu crossed his arms and curled his lips, carrying the pitch-black wine bottle, he walked back behind the counter and put the wine bottle back to its place. He waved his hands with an unhappy look on his face and said:
"No, no, don't talk nonsense to me when you go out. What if a group of confused people come here and chirp all day long in front of my store, will you be annoyed?"
Everyone looked at each other.
Xiao Qian'er burst into laughter after hearing this.
Zhao Rong couldn't help being speechless, feeling that this place was probably perfect.
At this moment, Zhao Xifu turned his head and said to Concubine Zhao Ling who was smiling softly:
"Is your bamboo horse only half restored...half-step to the first level?"
The latter was quiet for a while.
She looked again at the chasing bamboo horse and Qingmei, and shook her head slightly.
Zhao Rong frowned...
PS: These days are a bit short, I will make up for it later...