I'm the villain in the book

"But what? Say it."

"But, but..."

Xu Qingwan blushed immediately, but still finished the sentence in a low voice and stumbled.

"But I, we are all your women..."

"..."

From the perspective of respecting rules and etiquette, this statement is undoubtedly untenable, and it can only be said by Lu Jingyao, who is thousands of miles away.

After all, Wei Changtian is the only woman who is famous right now.

But... hiss!

What's with the inexplicable sense of accomplishment?

"Hahahaha!"

Wei Changtian felt a sense of relief in his heart, couldn't help laughing for a while, and then cheerfully ordered:

"Understood, I have something to tell you."

"Just do what you should do now, I still have things to do."

"Oh......"

Xu Qingwan should be the least tempered of the three, so when she heard Wei Changtian said that she had something to do, she nodded and walked out of the house.

Although Yang Liushi and Liang Qin still had something to say to Wei Changtian, they had no choice but to hold back for the time being and followed them out of the room.

Judging from the direction the three of them were going, they should get together again to discuss how to share the worries of their "Young Master, Chang Tian, ​​and Brother Chang Tian".

But Wei Changtian himself didn't have the time to think about it right now, he watched the three girls leave, closed the door, and then shifted his gaze to the wooden box in the corner.

This was brought by Wei Xianzhi from the capital.

"pat~"

Gently open the lid of the box, first of all, six or seven kinds of precious knives come into view.

He casually took out a Lingfeng Knife engraved with the word "Sky Moat", drew the knife out of its sheath, and flicked the blade with his hand pretending to be very professional.

"Ding~"

A clear but long-lasting trembling sound sounded, and I feel that the quality should not be inferior to Longyin.

But as for the quality of this knife, of course Wei Changtian couldn't hear it, and couldn't find it out from the system.

Longyinqueque couldn't find it before, Wei Changtian thought he had made a mistake in his name.

It was only later that I realized that the quality of these knives was too low, and they were not within the sales range of the system at all!

To put it bluntly, whether it's the dragon's chant, the sparrow's cry, or the "Sky Moat" in my hand, although it is already a treasured sword in this world, in the system it is even as good as the lowest level of the "Yellow Rank Weapon". not!

The only Xuantian sword that can be found is only a ground level.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, things like weapons are foreign objects, and they can make do with it.

Let's talk later if necessary.

Shaking his head and putting all the precious knives in the box into the star scabbard, Wei Changtian fumbled out a few food boxes from the wooden box.

He brought a bunch of food boxes from the capital all the way... Needless to say, Qin Caizhen must have asked for it.

I opened the food box with little interest, and the food inside was as expected, it was all a kind of osmanthus cake with a unique shape.

This kind of sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by Qin Caizhen was the former owner's favorite food, but Wei Changtian thought it was too sweet, so he never liked it.

It seems that the change in the taste of her "son" has not been noticed by Qin Caizhen.

Throwing the food box aside, Wei Changtian was planning to share it with others later.

But after a little hesitation, he picked up another piece and stuffed it into his mouth. While eating this sweet and greasy "mother's love", he took out the last cloth bag in the box.

Probably it was something Lu Jingyao gave her.

Such a big bag, I don’t know what kind of junk it is...

Chapter 213 Spring Dragon Rebellion

The things in the cloth bag were indeed sent by Lu Jingyao.

More precisely, it should have been sent by Lu Jingyao and Qiuyun together.

A white cotton robe that looks very warm, and a letter.

Under normal circumstances, the cotton coat must have been sewn by Qiu Yun, and the letter must have been written by Lu Jingyao.

But this time it was the other way around.

After several months, Lu Jingyao, who was spoiled and spoiled, finally learned how to sew clothes. Qiu Yun, who was illiterate at first, could also read hundreds of characters, especially the three characters "Wei Changtian" best.

【Young master, Zhanxin Wanan, the poor body is fine as usual, please don't read...】

He was very polite, and he looked like a good student taught by Lu Jingyao.

The letter was very short, and Wei Changtian read it several times, then raised his white robe and gestured on his body, a hint of helplessness mixed with a smile emerged from the corners of his slightly twitching mouth.

In this color, it really looks a bit like a shroud.

Except for people like Yan Shuyuan who "hold wine with their left hand and dance swords with their right", most warriors seldom wear light-colored clothes.

Especially this kind of white robe, which is extremely easy to get dusty, is often only worn by scribes and scholars.

It seems that he is still thinking about letting himself abandon martial arts and follow literature...

The great proletarian writer, thinker, critic, and writer, Mr. Zhou Shuren, once said that studying medicine cannot save the people of the country.

However, Wei Changtian did not have the consciousness of Lu Xun to "abandon medicine and follow literature" to save the common people.

Or in other words, the people of this world don't have to save themselves at all.

All he has to do is save himself...

"..."

The bright moon hangs high, and the evening wind is quiet.

Before he knew it, Wei Changtian had been sitting on the chair for a long time, and most of the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in the food box at hand were gone.

In the last tranquility before the storm, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't know when he started to feel free and easy from the previous highly depressed and tense state.

Enjoyed the extravagant life of "rich second generation" and "official second generation".

I have experienced all kinds of magical powers that I have only seen in online articles before.

He even rode the real oiran in the previous life whose beauty was incomparable to those Internet celebrities in ancient costumes who opened the [-]th level...

No matter what happens in the future, this journey of traveling through oneself is already worthwhile.

For example, Lu Xun's awareness, using the pen as a knife, writes about the responsibility for the right way of the world.

Such as the ambition of an emperor, using a knife as a pen, engraves the surname on the jade seal of Jiangshan.

Although Wei Changtian didn't want to, it was very difficult to change the name of Daning Jiangshan.

But now that things have come to this point, let's use the thousands of long swords under him as the edge, blood as ink, and rivers and lakes as paper, and write your own story...

The story of a mediocre traveler who spends 996 days in order to make a living, but is forced to set off a huge wave of history in this part of the world.

"When the sea laughs, the tides on both sides of the strait~"

"Floating with the waves, only remembering the present~"

"The sky is laughing, and the world is booming~"

"Who loses and who wins, God knows..."

"..."

A somewhat tone-deaf singing voice suddenly floated out of the room.

It floated over Yuan'er's hair who was dozing off outside the house, over the skirts of Xu Qingwan's three daughters who were discussing how to relieve Wei Changtian's worries in the side room, over Li Suyue's slightly bulging belly and the happy smile on Zhang San's face Feeling, drifting past the cold light of the weapons hidden in the waists of the Masonic gang guarding at the entrance of Fulu Lane.

In the end, it floated over the silvery white crescent moon overlooking the mountains, rivers and common people in the world, and with a little sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance and unspeakable heroism, it floated to an unknown distance.

......

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On the tenth day of February, west of Shuzhou City, Li Mansion.

Baihua Lane, which could accommodate three horse-drawn carriages, was already considered wide, but at this time the alley was empty, except for a man in white robe who was walking casually, there was not even a single person there.

Although there was no one in the alley, behind the vermilion gate of the Li Mansion was a large group of servants holding all kinds of weapons.

"Master..."

A man swallowed tremblingly, and tried his best to lower his voice to report to the man beside him: "Come on, the person here is indeed Wei Changtian..."

"What are you panicking about?!"

The man let out a low shout, but his pale face clearly showed his state at the moment - fierce and soft inside.

"He came alone?!"

"Yes Yes......"

The man with the knife pushed aside the crowd, looked out again through the crack of the door, and quickly replied truthfully: "The villain really only saw him."

"one person......"

The man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but he still didn't dare to slack off, and asked again in a deep voice: "How is the matter I just explained?"

"Madam and the young masters have escaped from the tunnel."

The big man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and hastily persuaded: "Master, let's hurry..."

"Boom boom boom!"

The sound of the copper ring knocking on the door panel was close at hand, not loud, but it frightened the man and immediately shut his mouth.

"My, my mansion is not entertaining guests today!"

Under the sign of the man's eyes, a doorman shouted towards the door tremblingly:

"Also, please come back first, please change, change, come again at another day!"

"..."

The stuttering shouts were amused, but no one was laughing right now.

Nearly a hundred big men with weapons in their hands held their breath, and waited for a while before hearing a somewhat lazy voice.

"Master Li, did your wife and children just get lost?"

"My Wei Changtian just happened to find them, and I'm sending them back for you right now."

"Oh, by the way, I want to ask Master Li."

"Do you guys really want to die or live?"

"..."

"Open, open the door! Open the door quickly!!"

"..."

An hour later.

Wei Changtian walked out of Li's residence with a calm expression, the white robe on his body was still spotless.

Zhang San, who was guarding the door, went forward immediately, opened a booklet, and circled after "Zhenbao Zhai, Li Dong".

"My lord, the next one is the governor of Shu Prefecture, Mr. Feng Wenshan."

"Ah."

Wei Changtian nodded and stepped into the carriage, as if he was going to do something very ordinary, he casually ordered:

"Let's go."

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