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Yizhou Xiaoxiao Dancing Chapter 050 Divine Calculation

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    "Brother, are you going to stay up late again?" Huang Yue glanced at the bamboo slips under the lamp and said casually.

    Huang Quan smiled and said: "No, it will be fine soon. Thanks to the pen invented by Mr. Zhou Mu, writing is much faster than the brush, otherwise I would have to stay up late." The pen made by Liu Zhang is different from the current pen.  Similarly, since the Han people all use bamboo slips, the pen tips of all pens are not pointed, but round pen tips made of water cotton, so that they can write on bamboo slips.

    Huang Quan had a smile on his face, but Huang Yue's tears fell into his heart. Yes, with the pen, he no longer had to write for him. Since Xiao Furong came, although he said he had a headache every day, he still had a headache.  But he never did it again, and he no longer had to give him a massage himself.

    "Thanks."

    These two words pierced Huang Yue's heart like a sword. Even if Liu Zhang refused directly, Huang Yue did not feel so uncomfortable. When hearing these two words, Huang Yue finally realized how far away they were from each other. Liu Zhang  I have always treated myself as a guest, and it has always been my own wishful thinking.

    Waves of coldness passed through my heart. Since he doesn¡¯t need me anymore, then this city doesn¡¯t need me either.

    "Brother, I want to go back to Langzhong." Huang Yue said to Huang Quan.

    "when?"

    "Early tomorrow morning."

    "In such a hurry?"

    Huang Yue didn't answer, but just lowered his head. Huang Quan sighed and said, "That's fine, you can go back and do my brother a favor."

    "What are you busy with?"

    Huang Quan said solemnly: "I tell you this, you can't mention it to anyone, including father and mother. While my lord is busy in the business workshop and the four imperial examinations, he is also doing a big thing. Today's Yizhou wealthy family  There are many voices of dissatisfaction with the lord. If they jump over the wall in a hurry, they may collude with Pang Xi, the governor of Brazil. The lord has already made arrangements for Zhang Ren and Yan Yan's troops. As long as Pang Xi dares to resist, they will win.

    You go back and look at the old man and the clan. No matter what other clans make, no matter what conditions Pang Xi makes, you must persuade the clan. The Huang family must not have anything to do with Pang Xi. This is not only because I am an official in Chengdu, but also because I am an official in Chengdu.  Because Pang Xi can never be the opponent of the lord, and the lord does not rub sand in his eyes. If the Huang family gets involved with Pang Xi, it is likely to be the disaster of annihilation.  "

    "Understood." Huang Yue listened quietly to Huang Quan's words, agreed lightly, and then walked into the room. Huang Quan looked at her back a little strangely. His sister is not like this usually. Is there something on his mind?

    Huang Quan thought for a while but couldn't come up with a result, so he continued to organize the booklet.

    Liu Zhang returned to the mansion after playing mahjong all night. It was already broad daylight and he saw Liu Xun writing in the living room. When he saw Liu Zhang coming back, Liu Xun happily ran over with the bamboo slips and said, "Dad, I wrote seven more words."  A poem, look at it.¡±

    Liu Zhang touched Liu Xun's head and said, "Xun'er, be good, don't worry, where is your sister Furong?"

    "Ah?" Liu Xun frowned when he heard Xiao Furong's name. This sister is not as good as Yue at all. Not only does she look bad, but she also tortures him to practice martial arts every day. They say that muscles and bones should be trained from an early age. Little Liu Xun  Every time I endure it, I feel very unhappy.

    "Sister, she seems to have stayed up all night and went out early in the morning."

    "Out?" Liu Zhang sighed, shook his head and went out. If he didn't drag Xiao Furong back quickly, he didn't know what trouble he would cause.

    Liu Zhang walked to the door with his soldiers, and Liu Xun shouted from behind: "Dad, why didn't Sister Yue come?"

    Xiao Furong was walking alone on the street, with steaming food on both sides. She couldn't help but approach a fried noodle stall. When the boss saw it was her, he quickly covered the pot, held up the spatula and stammered: "Feitian  Heroine, you, don¡¯t come over.¡±

    "If I had known earlier, I would have eaten before coming out."

    Xiao Furong thought angrily, with the hawker's cries in her ears and the smell of food in her nose. She kicked the stones in front of her hard and couldn't help cursing: "That dead man stayed out all night without apologizing to others. He's so angry.  I sold my horse, and now I can¡¯t leave it, and I¡¯m embarrassed to keep it, so what should I do?¡±

    Her stomach began to growl again. Xiao Furong squatted in the corner holding a forget-me-not flower, tearing off the petals one by one, while gnashing her teeth and cursing: "Damn Liu Zhang, dead Liu Zhang, I won't let you come back all night, dead Liu Zhang"  "

    "Swearing people early in the morning will make you grow fangs."

    A voice came into her ears, and Xiao Furong turned around suddenly, only to see Liu Zhang standing beside her at some point, with a begging smile on his face. Xiao Furong looked at first, then immediately fell down, and  Go too far.

    "Hey, Wang Xu, I can't finish these loose meat cakes. You can take them and throw them away." Liu Zhang opened a paper bag (Cai LunfaMing paper used to be made of rough cardboard), and inside was a pancake that was still steaming. It looked delicious at first glance. Xiao Furong couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and her stomach growled unsatisfactorily.  .

    "Yes, lord." Wang Xu came over and was about to take the paper bag.

    "Hey" Xiao Furong blurted out.  After "feeding" him, he realized that he had lost face and turned his head over again.

    "Okay." Liu Zhang squatted down and handed a piece of loose meat pie to Xiao Furong: "Come on, I was wrong yesterday. Eat a piece of meat pie. If you don't eat breakfast, your face will turn yellow."

    "Hmph." Xiao Furong took the loose meat cake and started eating it without looking at Liu Zhang. Liu Zhang smiled. It was really easy to deal with foodies.

    Liu Zhang handed over the entire paper package, Xiao Furong took it in his hand and said, "How did you find me?"

    "This is the only snack street near Mufu in our state. It's not easy to find you."

    "Humph." Xiao Furong still looked angry, Liu Zhang said with a smile: "Don't eat too much, I'm treating you today, you can eat as much as you like on this street."

    "Really?" Xiao Furong finally ignored her anger and looked at Liu Zhang excitedly. Liu Zhang was stunned for a moment, took Xiao Furong's hand and ran to the street.

    Like a dandy, Liu Zhang and Xiao Furong swept through the entire snack street. Almost every soldier carried two paper bags, green onion cakes, beef cakes, spiced beans, mixed beef balls, tofu noodles, spring rolls, crab roe noodles, red noodles.  Braised eggs, cold sugar porridge, Chuan Chuan Xiang, almost all bought in the snack street, Xiao Furong was so happy eating in the front,

    I heard that Mr. Zhou Mu brought a disheveled woman to eat snacks on the street. The lively Chengdu people came to watch. Xiao Furong turned a blind eye, and Liu Zhang also pretended not to see it. When Xiao Furong finally had enough, she was not hungry.  , the two finally left the snack street.

    "Can you go back with me now?" Liu Zhang said to Xiao Furong.

    "No, I'm still a little angry, you have to go shopping with me for a while."

    Xiao Furong grabbed Liu Zhang's hand with her oily hand and walked to a fortune-telling stall. The fortune-teller was an old man with a slovenly beard. Next to him stood a cloth coat: Divine fortune teller.  ;
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