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Chapter 903 After the tide rises, the tide ebbs

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    On the painting boat, the atmosphere was a little awkward and unharmonious.

    Xiang Que and Kong Dejing sat across from each other, and the two of them looked at each other. He could clearly feel a rush of anger coming from the woman on the opposite side. Her chest was heaving and her teeth were clenching. If eyes could kill  Xiang Que felt that he might be pierced by thousands of arrows.

    Kong Dejing was really aggrieved. This morning she received news from the Confucian Mansion that Kong Deru saved his life and was in a state of half useless. For those who practice martial arts, being abolished in martial arts is equivalent to a walking dead, especially in a wealthy family.  This is especially true in the big clan.

    There are dozens of princes born in the emperor's Sangong and Liuyuan. In the end, only one person can be helped to the throne. The one who comes up may not be the best one, but he will definitely not be a waste. In this regard, Kong Deru must have lost hope of competing for the patriarch of the Kongfu.  .

    Sparks flew and anger abounded.

    Xiang Que remained unmoved, picked up a pot of wine soaked in warm water and poured it for himself, gritted his teeth and took a sip, shaking his head and said: "Good wine"

    Kong Dejing lowered her head, a glint of light flashed quietly in her eyes, a smart woman would not engage in any verbal disputes, a woman is not a gentleman, she would not punish a gentleman for the idea that it is not too late to take revenge for ten years, both women and villains have the opportunity  I will try my best to avenge my revenge.

    "Tap Tat Tat, T T T T T T T T A" Outside the cabin, there was a sound of light footsteps, Lai Benliu walked in first, and then the veiled woman followed behind him.

    "Shua" Kong Dejing stood up respectfully when she saw the two people coming in, nodded and said, "Miss Xun'er, Mr. Lai"

    Xiang Que narrowed his eyes, this detail is very interesting, the children of the Confucian Mansion who have always been defiant would still take the initiative to stand up and say hello, the origins of Mr Lai and Miss Xun'er are definitely open to question, the people of the Confucian Mansion must know, but they are a little confused  .

    Xun'er, who was dressed in palace attire, nodded lightly, then walked to the long table in the middle of the cabin and sat down Shi Shiran. Lai Benliu and Xiang Que sat side by side, and also picked up the jug for  Filled himself with a glass of wine.

    "Boom" Miss Xun'er caressed the guzheng on the table, with her veil hanging down, she played it on her own.

    The sound of the piano is lingering, and the singing is clear, setting off the antique painting boat, which instantly makes people mistakenly think that it has spanned a thousand years of history.

    "Mr. Lai, why don't you introduce me?" Xiang Que raised his wine glass as a gesture.

    Lai Benliu smiled and picked up his cup to touch him in the air, then pointed to Kong Dejing and said: "This one is considered an old friend, so I don't need to introduce you the previous one, you call her  It¡¯s fine for Xun¡¯er girl.¡±

    Xiang Que, hehe, this introduction is the same as taking off his pants and farting.  A hint of facial features can be seen on the forehead.

    "Huh?" Xiang Que held the wine glass in his hand, frowned and snorted, his face suddenly turned a little pale.

    Lai Benliu said in a low voice: "If you can't see through yourself, naturally you can't see through her either."

    Indeed, Xiang Que was unable to see his own face, not because he who counts people does not count himself, but because his own fortune-telling was blinded by heaven's secrets, and this girl Xun'er was also like this, counting him and Wang Xuanzhen, this is already  It was he who saw the third person who was blinded by heaven's secrets.

    Xiang Que shrugged his shoulders boringly, and said, "Since when did the method of deceiving the sky become so worthless?"

    The girl Xun'er, who was playing the guzheng, seemed unmoved by this, and continued to play the piano without paying attention.

    Xiang Que shook the wine bottle and said, "The wine is gone, how about another pot?"

    At this time, two maids outside the cabin came in with trays, each removed the empty wine jug for Xiang Que and Lai Benliu, and also replaced some slightly cold side dishes.

    "Hehe, the service is awesome." Xiang Que looked up at the maid who was clearing the table in front of him and smiled, then his eyes drifted to Lai Benliu's table.

    The two maids are in their twenties and eighth year of cardamom, their steps are light and elegant, and there is a faint elegance in their gestures. If you take these two maids to the outside draft and beauty pageant, without unspoken rules  It's unlikely that they will advance to the top three. It's definitely not difficult to get a ranking. Even the maid is so outstanding. Who is that enchanting girl Xun'er?

    The most important thing is that Xiang Que found that the faces of these two maids are actually the best faces among women, at least they are Wangfu's.

    The master is mysterious, and this group of followers is not simple.

    The meeting tonight was just drinking, playing the piano, and occasionally talking nonsense, Xiang Que didn't inquire about those things, he couldn't find out at all.He didn't ask about the news, so he didn't ask at all. As for where the ship was going and what he was going to do, he should know everything when he was on the thief ship.

    A day later, Xiang Que, lying on the bow of the boat, looked into the distance and found that the boat had already entered the Qinhuai River and only sailed towards the Yangtze River channel, heading northwest.

    Two days later, the direction of the boat was still heading northwest, and it had already entered the Sichuan Basin.

    In the past few days, the painting boat was still as quiet as usual. They basically stayed in their own rooms, and except for the occasional photo when they were walking, they didn't see a single person at all.

    And just as Lai Benliu told him, there was no hostility on board. Kong Dejing only glanced at him several times when he met him, and didn't even say a single unnecessary harsh word.

    Xiang Que was quite surprised by this situation. It wasn't that Kong Deru let go of the hatred in her heart, but that she had to suppress the hatred because of where they were going or what they were going to do this time.

    "What the hell are you going for?" Xiang Que was confused.

    Three days later, the boat sailed out of the main stream of the Yangtze River and entered a branch, the Nu River. The direction also changed slightly to the southwest.

    Xiang Que reckoned that they were going to enter Yunnan. If they headed southwest, they would go to the Yunnan area. After passing Yunnan, they would go abroad. That was absolutely impossible, so he guessed that this time  The final destination must be in Yunnan.

    It's just that Xiang Que is a bit strange. Since we are going to Yunnan in the end, other than this slow boat, airplanes, trains, and even cars are all good choices. Is it necessary to waste time like this?  What is this picture?

    Enjoy the scenery along the road. To be honest, this is Xiang Que's first time sailing a long distance by boat, but he is about to vomit.

    "Tomorrow will be the final journey, cheer up, Xiang Que," Lai Benliu reminded behind him.

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