My wife is number one in the world

"The way of heaven is more than harmful..." Liu Mingzhi was stunned, as if he was a bit strewn: "While killing people, he shouted for heaven to punish him."

"What is the way of a saint?"

"I'll let you know before I kill you."

"What is the way of the emperor?"

"If you want to die, you have to die. If you don't die, you will not obey the decree. If you don't obey the decree, you will punish the nine clans."

Mrs. Liu didn't come up in one breath, pointing at Liu Mingzhi convulsively, speechless.

Qin Bin hurriedly stepped forward to give Master Liu some relief. After a while, Master Liu sighed, "Let's leave school today and come back in three days."

"We will send Master."

Mrs. Liu staggered and walked out of the school precariously. Liu Mingzhi bit his index finger and muttered questioningly, "Did I say too much?"

.......

Wen Renzheng looked at the second daughter of the Qi family, Miss Qi, sitting under him with a wry smile.

"Girl Yun, if you are looking for girl Yunshu to chat about the boudoir, grandpa will naturally wait and welcome, but you can't come to Dangyang Academy to study anyway, it's against customization."

"Grandpa Wenren thinks that Yun'er's talent is shallow, it's hard to be elegant, and it will embarrass Dangyang Academy?"

Wen Renzheng shook his head: "That doesn't mean that. Grandpa said that there has been no rule for women to enter the school since ancient times. Naturally, this old man can't agree to let you enter Dangyang Academy to study. It's scary."

"Grandpa Wenren, is Sister Yunshu here?"

Wen Renzheng casually pointed: "It should be in the boudoir, you go have a look." That meant Qi Yun wanted to chat with her granddaughter, putting aside the idea of ​​entering the academy.

It's just that Wen Renzheng was doomed to be disappointed. After a while, the teacup in Wen Renzheng's hand fell to the ground with a thud.

The granddaughter Wenren Yun Shu was walking towards her slowly with her arms around a black boy. The black boy was extremely strange, and she had never seen this person in Dangyang College.

Wen Renzheng suddenly came up with the idea that a female university was not going to stay.

"Grand thief, who are you? Don't let Yun Shu go quickly, or I will make you look good." Wen Renzheng jumped three feet high, looking fiercely at the black boy beside his granddaughter and scolded.He completely ignored that it was his granddaughter who was sticking to Hei boy's body.

"Qi Liang, a scholar of the younger generation, pays tribute to the leader of the mountain."

"Mother Qi..."

"Grandpa Wenren, it should be no problem for me to enter the academy now."

Before you could scold Qi, a familiar voice came out of the black boy's mouth. Wen Renzheng looked at Qi Yun in shock: "You are Yun girl, did you use Yi Rong powder?"

Wenrenzheng is Wenrenzheng, and the old rivers and lakes are worthy of being the old rivers and lakes, and I suddenly figured out the key.

Qi Yun cleared her throat and said a little rudely: "Lord Wenren, the younger Qi Liang hopes to study in Dangyang Academy, and I hope the leader of Wenren agrees."

Wen Renzheng looked tangled: "It looks okay, but there is no single school house on the mountain, you can't let your daughter live with a big man, if it gets out, that kid Qi Run can eat the old man alive. ."

Wenren Yun Shu said with a smile: "Grandpa, you can let Sister Yun live with me, we are both big girls, it's easy to live together."

Wen Renzheng's face turned pale: "No, what do you know, you little brat? Yirongfan can't return to its original appearance after being used for ten days. Girl Yun can only live with this face, a black boy every day." Going in and out of your boudoir, do you want to be innocent."

"Where does Young Master Liu live? I'll just share a room with him."

Wen Renzheng hesitated: "This..." Then he thought of something, looked at Qi Yun complicatedly, took out a bunch of keys and handed them over.

After Qi Yun left, Wen Renzheng sighed deeply: "It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided."

Chapter 12 Why Xiongtai’s chest muscles are so developed

Wen Ren Yunshu asked curiously, "Grandpa, are you afraid that the scoundrel will tarnish Sister Yun's innocence?"

Wen Renzheng showed a strange smile: "Silly girl, although Qi Yun is a daughter, she has practiced martial arts since she was a child, and more than a dozen ordinary men must be inaccessible. He Liu Mingzhi is a playboy. "

Wen Ren Yunshu blinked his big and exquisite eyes with a curious expression on his face: "Then how did Grandpa say it's a blessing or a disaster, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided?"

"A few days ago, everyone in Jinling knew about the misty and rainy pavilion. Girl Yun's trip to study was fake. It was true that she wanted to seek revenge from Mr. Liu's family. Girl Yun changed her mind and lived in Liu Mingzhi's school, relying on Liu Mingzhi. Life and death are unpredictable, but some flesh and blood pain is inevitable."

Wenren Yunshu saw Qi Yun's terrifying fighting power in front of his eyes, and he snickered: "Grandpa, you are really bad, even if Liu Mingzhi is known as a dude, but you two don't have any deep hatred, how could you entrap him like this. "

Wen Renzheng touched the Qianliang silver note in his arms, and a strange smile appeared on his old face: "If you don't cut jade, you can't make a weapon."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving behind Wen Ren Yunshu, who had a cute face, secretly trying to figure out what Grandpa's words meant.

Qi Yun opened the door, a strong smell of wine came, her complexion changed slightly, she waved the air with her hand, and an imperceptible strong wind came, and the room became comfortable and natural.

A pretty little maid put down the book basket in her hand with difficulty: "Second miss, do you really need Yu'er to stay to serve you? Yu'er is worried that you will not be used to it, so let Yu'er stay."

The black boy Qi Yun smiled mysteriously: "I am dressed as a man, and it is inappropriate for you to be by my side. Just find an inn in the town at the foot of the mountain and stay at ease. As for the waiters! Yes, of course there are, but It's not here yet."

The maid Yu'er reluctantly put down the book basket in her hand and said goodbye to her young lady: "Miss, you have to take care of your health and tell Yu'er if you need anything."

Qi Yun pinched Yu'er's pretty face and smiled lightly: "Silly girl, don't worry."

After Yu'er left, Qi Yun looked up and down at the furnishings in the room.

The two desks are placed in two windows respectively, so that they can breathe fresh air and have sufficient light. It can be seen that Dangyang Academy is very attentive to the students' homework.

Two ordinary beds are randomly placed in one corner of the room, and there is a bookshelf next to each bed, and the books on the bookshelf can be retrieved by raising your hand at will, which is extremely convenient.

Qi Yun saw that there were already a lot of clothes and quilts on the other bed, and knowing that it was Deng Tuzi's business, she naturally walked to the other bed to pay respects.

It seems easy to pack up, but it's actually not easy. Wiping the sweat on her forehead, Qi Yun looked at her long quilt, and then looked at Liu Mingzhi's quilt that looked like a tofu block, showing a curious look.

After surveying the quiet surroundings, Qi Yun tiptoed to Liu Mingzhi's desk and glanced casually at her daughter's curiosity.

When I saw two pieces of rice paper placed randomly on the desk, I picked it up and looked at it.

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, and bow your head to think of your hometown." Qi Yun recited softly.

"Good poem, good poem, just four lines of poems express homesickness incisively and vividly. The words are simple and unpretentious, and it easily outlines the scene of tourists' homesickness on a moonlit night. The bright moon is graceful and graceful hanging in front of the window. It touches the homesickness of tourists. I haven't seen this masterpiece in poetry books. Could it be the masterpiece of a new talent?"

Although the poems were found on Liu Mingzhi's desk, Qi Yun did not think about this notorious playboy. In Qi Yun's cognition, if Liu Mingzhi could write such a masterpiece, it would be hell.

However, it is easy for people to make jokes in the sky. After Qi Yun tasted the poems, she naturally followed the trend and went to see the inscriptions of the poems.

Qi Yun saw the expression of a ghost, and looked at the inscription on the rice paper in disbelief, "Dragon Dynasty... Liu Mingzhi.

Qi Yun's first reaction was that Liu Mingzhi plagiarized the poems of his predecessors, but he also read poetry books, but he had never heard the news of this poem.

If it is an ordinary poem, it doesn’t matter. Although Jing Yesi’s poem is simple in words, the content expressed in the poem and the realm of this poem are absolutely of the highest quality.

"Could it really be that dude who did it? Impossible!" Qi Yun hurriedly threw out the thoughts in her mind. How could such a dignified disciple write such perfect poems.