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- Chapter 40 Appearance
It was an uneventful night, and no thieves came to the door. However, Zhou Zhiruo did not sleep well and could not really fall asleep. She was worried that the flower picker would come to the door, and she was afraid that she would fall asleep and fall into his trap.
When the sky got brighter, she felt completely relieved. Tiredness suddenly came over her like a tide, and she fell asleep.
Liu Qingquan was in high spirits and had a good sleep, because she had great confidence in her senior brother's jade hairpin and jade bracelet. Moreover, the jade pendant above the door had a magical effect, allowing her to sleep peacefully.
Seeing Zhou Zhiruo's bloodshot eyes, Liu Qingquan secretly felt guilty, but he couldn't help it. Before leaving, his senior brother had stern instructions not to reveal too many secrets. The hosta was already the biggest bottom line, and the purpose of the jade pendant could not be revealed. To avoid causing endless trouble.
Fortunately, I bought some leisure books yesterday. Although Liu Qingquan doesn't like the Four Books and Five Classics, he likes to read those unofficial histories. After washing, he went to the lobby of the inn to rest his stomach, then returned to Xuemei Xuan, not disturbing Zhou Zhiruo's sleep, and enjoyed reading Reading to pass the time.
After half a morning, Zhou Zhiruo woke up and saw the house was bright and quiet, with the faint sound of cicadas chirping. Liu Qingquan was sitting in front of the table under the window, holding a book in his hand, his beautiful face Yan was in high spirits.
Liu Qingquan was quite alert. When he heard some movement, he turned around and saw a sleepy-looking Zhou Zhiruo sitting on the couch. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Are you awake, Sister Zhou?"
Zhou Zhiruo blushed slightly. If she were on the mountain, she would not be allowed to be so indulgent.
"What time is it?" Zhou Zhiruo asked shyly, reaching out and smoothing her shiny black hair.
Liu Qingquan stood up, opened the window, looked at the sun, and said with a sweet smile: "It's about three o'clock alreadyjust wait a little longer, and we can have lunch!"
Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but give her a smile when he heard her teasing, and discussed: "Then let's go have lunch first, and then go to Shuyu Zhai to see it, how about it?"
"Going to Shuyuzhai?!What is there to see?" Liu Qingquan asked helplessly.
"Senior Brother Xiao's jade horse is indeed very good. It cheers you up." Zhou Zhiruo smiled, lifting up the brocade quilt, getting down and putting on shoes.
Liu Qingquan smiled bitterly and shook his head, sighing: "That jade horse was just carved by the senior brother. It is not of high quality. It was sold to make money If Sister Zhou likes it, she can let the senior brother give it to her when she returns to the mountain." I¡¯ll carve one for you!¡±
"Seriously?!" Zhou Zhiruo was bowing down to put on embroidered shoes. Hearing this, his spirits perked up and he quickly stood up and asked.
"Seriously!" Liu Qingquan nodded vigorously.
Disciples of the Emei Sect do not practice Qigong all day long. They are also very strict in reading and writing. Reading can improve understanding and understanding. Moreover, the understanding of Buddhism also requires extremely high knowledge.
Both Guo Xiang, the founder of the sect, and Master Fengling are both people with profound knowledge. Although Master Miejie is slightly inferior, thanks to the teachings of her master, Master Fengling, she is not only a martial artist, but also has extraordinary knowledge. Far better than ordinary scholars.
Zhou Zhiruo has a quiet temperament. He is good at literature and martial arts, and he prefers literature. However, as a disciple of Emei, martial arts is a compulsory course, so he cannot slack off.
When I saw the painting of Silent Rain on an Empty Mountain in Shuyuzhai, I was immediately fascinated by its artistic conception and could not extricate myself from the intoxication. When I saw the green horse riding on the moon again, I admired it even more.
It was difficult for her to think of Brother Xiao, who could shake the thunder and lightning, and the strange man from the mountains, Master Guanlan, together, but they were clearly the same person. She couldn't help but want to put the two people together in her mind, but it was difficult to do so. They were entangled endlessly, which made her She was quite distressed.
As soon as the two of them left Xuemei Pavilion, they immediately returned to the appearance of a rich lady and a personal maid. Zhou Zhiruo was delicate and timid, supporting Liu Qingquan, moving lightly with lotus steps, as soft as a new willow. Such a delicate grace was really charming. Got people.
Behind them, two handsome young men were wearing long swords and shining brightly. At a glance, they knew they were martial arts masters.
The four of them left the Pingan Inn and went to the bustling streets of Chengdu. They found two places selling snacks and tasted them. They were very satisfied and full.
Even so, their postures still exuded nobility, and even when they pinched them with their hands and put them in their mouths, there was no sense of vulgarity at all.
Along the way, people were gradually following behind them. They were some young men who were gentlemen and courteous, and most of them were well-dressed dandies. However, they did not come forward to talk to them. They just followed behind them, admiring their charming grace.
This makes Liu Qingquan very disappointed. There are so many people in Chengdu, so they should be mixed with good and bad. Why are they all so disciplined?
"Sister Liu, don't spend too much money, buy less things." Zhou Zhiruo saw Liu Qingquan's lavish spending and didn't know what saving money was. When he saw something he liked, he stepped forward and paid for it so that she could see it. Terrified, I couldn't help but whisper to dissuade him.
"Hehe, if you don't spend so much money, how can you be worthy of the status of a rich lady?" Liu Qingquan chuckled and quietly replied: "Don't worry, senior brother's jade horse can be sold for a lot of money. Just spend the money, and after a while, let senior brother carve some more things to sell!"
Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this, but was speechless. He looked back at the two guards. The man on the right was carrying a baggage with a lot of things in it. Fortunately, he was very skilled in martial arts and was still carrying it as lightly as he could. Nothing.
Although Zhou Zhiruo is not very skilled in painting, she does have quite a bit of vision. Moreover, just by looking at the admiration of the painting of Silent Rain on an Empty Mountain and the fascination with the green horse stepping on the moon, one can tell that the jade horse will not be sold. With so little money, it's no wonder Liu Qingquan was so lavish. He probably didn't even use a cent to buy these things.
Before leaving, Liu Qingquan asked her senior brother how much such a small jade horse could be sold for. The number that the senior brother said with a smile made her stunned and unimaginable.
Now, she is like the person who got rich overnight. She can't wait to buy all the delicious and fun things in the world. She doesn't regard money as money at all.
Zhou Zhiruo smiled bitterly when she saw Liu Qingquan's eyes shining, as if he wanted to buy everything, knowing that he could not dissuade him.
But she really felt sorry for Senior Brother Xiao. So much money was thrown away like running water, and all she got in exchange were some clay figurines and candy figures, which were too worthless. As soon as her mind changed, she laughed softly: "Instead of buying these things, It¡¯s better to buy a good sword!¡±
When Liu Qingquan heard this, he felt that it made sense, nodded in agreement, and chuckled: "Listen to Sister Zhou, let's go buy a good sword!"
She twisted her delicate body, waved her hands to the two handsome young men behind her, and said crisply: "Go and find out where there is a sword seller!"
Her demeanor is condescending, pointed and a bit pampering, which is very consistent with the expression of her personal maid.
"Yes." The two disciples of the Emei sect pretended to be dogs, without the majesty of the masters at all. They bowed their heads and respectfully agreed, making the men following them look down upon them.
"But there are also people who secretly envy their good luck. Being able to be this lady's flower protector is worth it even if they are slaves.
One of the two guards, slightly tall and thin, with an extraordinary bearing, asked the crowd next to him where the sword was sold. He quickly found out and came to report respectfully.
The young men behind him couldn't help but laugh out loud when they saw his appearance. If he did this to the lady, it would be understandable, but he is just the lady's personal maid, why should he grovel and look like a slave, not worthy of being a lady? Guard.
When the guard turned around, his eyes flashed, and like a cold sword, he pierced the people who spoke freely, causing them to stop abruptly, showing his deep internal strength.
When he turned around, they just realized that although they were angry, they were unwilling to do so. They wanted to curse, but they were worried about their demeanor in front of the beautiful lady, so they could only swallow this breath. For these dandy boys, , it is extremely difficult to do.
Zhou Zhiruo, who is soft and weak, is supported by Liu Qingquan, wearing a string of pearls around her neck, the brilliance is flowing, she seems to be standing in a ball of clear light, just like a fairy descending to earth, which can only be viewed from a distance, but not played with. The feeling is like seeing pearls and jade in front of you and feeling ashamed.
They changed their route and went to the largest weapons workshop in Chengdu. They wanted to buy some sharp swords. Liu Qingquan planned to give them as gifts to the senior sisters. Their swords were all ordinary goods. They really encountered magic weapons. , you will definitely suffer a big loss.
"Eh, cousin?!" They were looking at the lively scene around them and walking along the right side of the street when suddenly a person appeared in front of them and blocked them.
The two guards behind them flashed and appeared in front of them, their swords unsheathed and placed across their chests, separating the man and the two women.
Liu Qingquan and Zhou Zhiruo were both shocked. With their agility, they were bullied in front of them without even noticing, and they couldn't help but feel wary.
When they saw the person blocking the road clearly, both of them felt relieved and felt like they couldn't help but smile.
The man was wearing a moon-white Confucian shirt, holding a brocade fan in his hand, holding a landscape painting on it. He looked like someone who was about to breathe out, giving off a bit of cold air. Although he looked ordinary, his demeanor was quite free and elegant, very much like a literary, romantic and bright person. The good young master of Feng Jiyue.
He has frivolous hands and feet and does not know martial arts. He seems to be a scholar who has no strength to restrain a chicken.
"Cousin, how come I see you here?!" The man couldn't help but chuckle when he saw the two people staring at him, shook his paper fan, and asked slowly with a smile.
What the two women heard in their ears was a clear voice: "I'll play cousin, don't show off."
Although the two women couldn't help but laugh bitterly, in front of so many people, they had to obey him and had no choice but to let him continue the play.
"Cousin?" Zhou Zhiruo was weakI asked weakly, looking at him carefully, as if I hadn't seen him for many years.
Liu Qingquan glared at the senior brother who suddenly appeared, and said to the crisp voice guarding him: "It doesn't matter, it's Young Master Biao."
The two guards then withdrew their swords and returned them to their sheaths, their eyes still not giving up vigilance, staring at him closely in case he made any changes.
In order to cooperate with this beauty trick designed by Xiao Yuesheng to lure the enemy, Bei Jinyi sent the two of them to Dasheng Town to wait for Zhou Zhiruo and Liu Qingquan after returning to Emei. Therefore, these two senior disciples of the Emei sect had never met Xiao Yuesheng.
The young masters who were following them were very angry. They looked at Xiao Yuesheng with eyes that seemed to choose others and wanted to swallow him up. They thought in their hearts: "This guy is not amazing in appearance, but I didn't expect that it was this fairy." The beauty¡¯s cousin, why isn¡¯t he me? It¡¯s so unfair!¡±
Xiao Yuesheng turned a blind eye to this group of people, looked at Zhou Zhiruo, and said with a smile: "Long time no see, my cousin is getting more and more handsome, where are you going?"
"I want to go to the weapons workshop" Zhou Zhiruo felt slightly shy, her white jade-like cheeks rose with two red clouds, she was so delicate and charming.
Fortunately, those young men were behind her and couldn't see her shyness. Otherwise, they would be jealous and unbearable.
"Well, you should definitely buy a sword for self-defense!" Xiao Yuesheng banged his hand with a brocade fan, nodded in agreement, and said with a smile: "Let's go and take a look together, let my cousin advise you, choose A good sword!"
So a group of people went to the largest weapons workshop in the city. The long swords and knives were all shining and shining. It was indeed the best ancient weapons workshop in the city.
Xiao Yuesheng sneered at these weapons, and looked at them for an hour. The young men following behind him had sore legs and feet, but they still didn't take a fancy to any of them, which made the shopkeeper very angry. Jumping feet.
Here, Xiao Yuesheng showed his true qualities as a literary and elegant scholar, quite capable of quarreling with Confucian scholars, his tongue was like a sharp arrow, and the arrow pierced the heart of the weapons shopkeeper.
Even Zhou Zhiruo was surprised. She didn't expect that Senior Brother Xiao, who was usually gentle and calm, could be so sharp and eloquent when arguing with others. There was no one in the Emei Sect who could compare with him. How could she not be amazed? !
Liu Qingquan listened with great interest, but his stomach rumbling slightly, and he let out a cry of hunger. He looked at the sky, turned around and greeted his senior brother who was calm and composed, with a lotus tongue and said: "Young Master Biao, since it's not good, let's not buy it." !¡±
"Well, it's better not to buy such a thing!" Xiao Yuesheng replied unkindly, nodded, turned to his slightly tired cousin and said, "Cousin, are you tired? Let's go back!"
As a cousin, Zhou Zhiruo nodded lightly and was supported by Liu Qingquan to walk out. Onlookers had already surrounded the weapons workshop. Seeing her step by step, Tsinghua University was so powerful that they unconsciously gave way to a way. , let them leave.
With such a commotion, it would be difficult for the young lady played by Zhou Zhiruo not to become famous in Chengdu.
"Senior brother, aren't you coming?!" As soon as he entered Xuemei Pavilion and stepped into the house, Liu Qingquan attacked his senior brother and said in a sweet voice.
Zhou Zhiruo also looked at him with clear eyes. He refused so simply at the beginning, which made him sad. Why did he suddenly appear again now? !
"I don't want to come, but Master can't let go and has to force me to come!" Xiao Yuesheng sat in front of the Xuan desk, pushed open the screen window, lightly fanned the brocade fan, spread his hands, and smiled bitterly. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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