Zhao Changhe held it in so hard that his face turned into an eggplant.
I really thought it was "you can learn the meaning of the sword at a glance", just forget about deceiving others, this time you even deceived yourself.
Did you really learn those things by yourself just by looking at them? It was the gold foil that slowed down and repeated dozens or hundreds of times for you to imitate!
Besides, the understanding of martial arts is really not the same thing as these... I think I know it in my head, but I lose it in my hands.
"What's going on...I, I'll come back another day? First, let's go tell the maid a story..." Seeing that the string was broken and unable to play, Zhao Changhe made a poor excuse and ran away as if for his life.
Tang Wanzhuang watched him leave with a straight face, until she turned out of the waterside pavilion and could no longer see anyone, she suddenly smiled and whispered: "No wonder Hebuqi gets along well, he is obviously a big boy."
Baoqin was crying: "My strings..."
"Hold Qin and be good. Don't cry. My sister will help you beat him tomorrow."
"Miss, are you going to be with this stinky bear? Woohoo..."
"No, Zhao Changhe is the man Tang Wanzhuang will never get. Be good, your face is wet with tears."
Baoqin raised his head with tears in his eyes: "Miss, do you really want him?"
Tang Wanzhuang was startled and laughed dumbly: "Just an allusion, let's see where you want to go. It's not so much that I want to get him, it's better to say that Daxia wants to get him, but it's best... don't say it in one sentence. prophecy."
After saying that, he got up from his seat and wanted to go out.
Bao Qin asked curiously: "Miss, where are you going?"
"There are still a lot of unfinished things in Gusu..." Tang Wanzhuang sighed a little tiredly: "He moves in a hurry and never has peace of mind, so why don't I? I'll take a break for half a day, listen to a story from him, and then return here I can’t tell whether the music is for him to meditate or to rest for myself.”
…………
Zhao Changhe took a breath and returned to his guest house, but was stunned for a moment when he entered.
Sisi lay on her bed, sleeping soundly without any image.
Zhao Changhe thought of the topic he had casually asked in the morning... Maybe she really had no place to sleep last night and spent the whole night meditating somewhere, right?
Judging from her beauty, she is unlikely to be an ordinary person from the ancient spirit tribe. She is obviously well-nourished and does not need to do menial work. She thinks she is Duan Yu, and she did not deny her previous guess that she was a little princess, so she should Yes. But why would a little princess run away and suffer?
And her lack of moral integrity does not only refer to matters of etiquette and restraint. For example, at Bailian Temple, when he forced her to kneel down, she actually knelt down. This seemed inconsistent with the little princess. How could there be such a shameless princess... …
But no matter what, now the two of them have fought side by side and are already friends. Basically, if she wants to say something and can say it, she will naturally say it. It will be difficult to force her. Zhao Changhe did not think too much at this time and pulled him aside. I briefly covered her with a corner of my thin quilt, then sat down by the window to read.
The sound of the piano is really good. I feel very calm at this time. I don’t even feel anything in the hot summer. In the past, I couldn’t stand reading a few lines of books, but now I can read them...
Looking back, I was not only in a hurry, but almost exhausted.
slow down……
Haste makes waste.
The blood evil wrapped around the body and the spiritual platform unknowingly stopped like a flat lake. Zhao Changhe even felt that the next onset of the disease would be delayed a lot.
Sisi opened her eyes on the bed, looked down at the thin quilt covering her body, and then looked at Zhao Changhe who was reading quietly by the window.
I was full of resentment at first, but it calmed down unconsciously, so I just watched him reading quietly and said nothing for a long time.
"Are you awake?" Zhao Changhe turned over a page of the book and said casually: "Did you read this book before going to bed?"
Sisi glanced at it and saw that it was a beginner's guide to pairs, and said: "Yes, Chinese humanities. I have wanted to learn it before, but I still think martial arts is more important and I don't have time to get into this. Listen to me.
After telling stories, I felt that it was interesting to learn a little bit, so I read the enlightenment book of their servant girl."
"How's it going? It's quite fun, right?"
"It's okay to have some fun, it doesn't mean much." Sisi lazily got up and followed her hair, showing off her exquisite and beautiful figure, but found that Zhao Changhe didn't even look at it, and was quite flirtatious.
Throwing it to a blind man is boring: "Hey, maybe you think your partner is more interesting than me?"
"I didn't feel interested in it before, but after I calmed down, I found it interesting." Zhao Changhe said leisurely: "There is wine in the world, but no poetry. It is indeed missing something... Daxia has Tang Dynasty makeup, which is a supplement.
Got into this position."
Sisi was shocked: "You are talking to me, but you are thinking about Tang Wanzhuang!"
Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm talking about the poetic and artistic conception she represents, not about her as a person. You are less educated than me."
"Of course our foreign little girl is not as beautiful as Jiangnan, the leader of the Tang Dynasty!" Sisi gritted her teeth and said, "But if you can understand such boring things as poetry pairs at a glance, it's no big deal!"
Zhao Changhe was also shocked: "You can figure it out just by looking at it? Isn't it the same as me who thought it was easy to learn to play the piano?"
Sisi said: "Why don't you just use antonyms or synonyms? What's the problem? Like you, Zhao Changhe, I heard that you killed a traitor named Wang Dashan before. It's a pity that you two are not a couple."
Zhao Changhe said silently: "I also think he is very antagonistic to me, so is my cultural level actually on the same level as that of foreigners?"
Sisi said: "So isn't it that simple?"
"The long river is good, but what about something more difficult? Like... the sailors on the river?"
"Ham."
Zhao Changhe: "?"
"How's it going? Are you very smart?" Sisi put her hands on her hips triumphantly: "Why don't I take a test on you to see if you are as smart as me. Well...just have smart skills, what's the right answer?"
Zhao Changhe was silent for a long time and said slowly: "Idiot?"
Sisi: "?"
Crouching dragon and phoenix chick, you look at me and I look at you, while keeping a straight face.
Sisi finally knew that this thing was not simple. It couldn't be done by just saying antonyms. However, she refused to admit defeat and said with a pinched neck: "What's the use for the pair? Those people are so beautiful that they can see it."
Everyone has a big head, is your Demi-Gods and Dragons interesting? Come on, continue telling the story. It’s rare that you have free time to talk nonsense here. If you don’t finish the story, don’t let some old aunt interrupt again. Just listen to the story.
Unsatisfactory."
"I've been tortured by you so much that I don't want to tell it anymore. The story is just the story, without any innuendo. I am not a fairy brother, and you are not Jiumozhi. If you continue to listen to this way of thinking, the original intention of the story will be completely lost. Even if I tell it, it will not be the same.
taste."
"Then at least finish telling me the story of this maid who can disguise herself?"
"Well, first make sure this is not you, otherwise I won't dare to tell you."
"Okay, okay, it's not me." Sisi came over and shook his shoulders: "Master, hurry up and talk."
"But it was said that Duan Yu met a handsome man in a restaurant..." Zhao Changhe finally started to talk about it. In fact, he really didn't want to talk about it. The love between a maid who can disguise herself and a bold and rough man, Sisi didn't regard it as anything.
He, Zhao Changhe, is the one with the ghost, no matter how you hear it, he is just a tease.
And he was very shameless. He told Uncle Qiao that he was as heroic as the God of War. Who wouldn’t think that Zhao Changhe was bragging about himself? He was also a beggar gang and Bei Qiao Feng. Why didn’t you just say Bei Mang?
As for the cottage, the traitors squeezed the owner away, right?
But Sisi is good at never interrupting when listening to a story. She just puts on her pink cheeks and looks at you with big eyes admiringly, as if she is looking forward to the next story. I don’t know what is going on in her stomach.
.
It wasn't until the story stumbled about that Qiao Feng accidentally killed A'Zhu and stuffed cattle and sheep to make a promise, Sisi's expression finally changed, and she looked at Zhao Changhe as if she wanted to strangle him to death.
Zhao Changhe reluctantly stopped the story and sighed: "So, this is not some innuendo. I don't have that level, and there is no reason to make up such an ending for you, right... This is someone else's story."
"Is this why you don't want to disguise yourself as someone else?"
"Well... there must be certain factors."
Sisi thought for a long time and murmured to herself: "Whether you made up the story or not, in my opinion you do look a bit like Qiao Feng... But unfortunately, Sisi can not only disguise himself but also disguise himself."
Besides, she is not even remotely close to A'Zhu. If you want such a considerate maid, you can just ask Tang Buqi for another one, she will be more suitable than me."
"Hello……"
Sisi smiled narrowly: "I didn't say you made it up. Do you dare to say that you don't want a little maid like that? It's a pity that you have Azi next to you now."
"You're not finished, are you? It's all you!" Zhao Changhe clenched his fist, pretending to hit him.
Sisi put up a defensive posture.
The two were about to start a fight when Tang Wanzhuang's sigh came from outside: "I don't mean to disturb Mr. Zhao, but I'm afraid everyone's leisurely rest is coming to an end."
Zhao Changhe was startled: "What's going on?"
"The Tang family responsible for guarding the exit of the Sword Emperor's Tomb reported urgently. There was another earthquake below, and something seems to have happened." Tang Wanzhuang's tone was also a little helpless and tired: "It has only been a day, and your injuries have not been completely healed, and just now
Start to meditate, I really don’t want you to come into contact with these things in the short term... But if I don’t call you, wouldn’t you be unhappy?”
Sisi suddenly lost the mood to play, and her expression became startled again.
Zhao Changhe also felt that things in the world were deliberately pushing him, and he was a little suspicious that the blind man was causing trouble. There is no such thing as making people idle. He just calmed down to tell stories, learn piano music, tease and tease the little maid, and fight.
It was quite pleasant to be in trouble, but it didn’t even last a day before something happened...
It seems that the soldiers and horses in the past were exhausted and exhausted. Didn't they also have a sense of deliberate destiny?
Pushing himself to grow, he didn't care about overstretching his potential and leaving behind hidden dangers. If Tang Wanzhuang hadn't figured it out, I might never have thought of this level.
But when you think about it, there’s nothing to worry about. In troubled times, where can you find so much leisure time?
Thinking of this, he also smiled casually: "Why should you be deliberate about movement and stillness? Just do it when it's done, and rest when it's done. Once you know what your problem is, you will naturally put it away. Anyway, you always have to explore the Sword Emperor's Tomb. After finishing this
I’ll just follow you and learn the piano.”
As he said that, he turned around and picked up the dragon bird by the window, put it on his shoulder and strode out: "Let's go, I am like a bear doing embroidery when I play the piano, and this is my stage!"