Juntian University Chronicle

But he didn't expect to meet a person on the way back to the room, and he was blocked.

"Stop!" Mo Lan couldn't help losing his temper when he saw this man walking straight forward as if he didn't see him.In the past few days, he has heard his servants tell him that Zhi Ming has taken great care of this Murong Li, almost turning his eyes red with anger.In the past, Zhiming's search for flowers and willows was just a play on the occasion of Fengyuechang, and he turned a blind eye to it if he didn't take it seriously.It's just that this Murongli is a son of a good family, so he follows Zhiming so ignorantly, and Zhiming has such an attitude, does he really like this person!

He couldn't bear it, he and Zhi Ming were childhood sweethearts, how could someone stab him in the face?

"So it's Mr. Mo Lan." Murong Li finally came to his senses.

"Bah!" Mo Lan spat: "You, Kun Xing, who has not left the court, live in Qian Xing's house, do you still want to lose face? I don't know what kind of coquettish tricks you used, which made Brother Zhi Ming dizzy. What a vixen."

Suddenly being scolded by Mo Lan like this, Murong Li was in a daze.What vixen, are you talking about him?

Even though Murong Li's family background is poor, he is still a good family man, if he is said like this, he is indifferent, how can he not bear it.

"Mr. Mo Lan, you and I don't know each other well, please be cautious in your words and deeds! Besides, if you don't come to the government office every day, how can you say that Murong doesn't know how to behave!"

"You!" Seeing that he dared to refute, Mo Lan became even more angry: "How can I be the same as you? Brother Zhiming and I grew up together, and it was our elders who made an appointment to get married. Of course I have to watch him carefully so as not to be hooked by those seductive ones."

Murong Li sneered: "I think, if Mr. Zhi Ming really has you in his heart, then he won't be easily seduced by anyone!"

"Who knows how you seduce Gan Xing with your endless means!" Mo Lan stared at a pair of big eyes.

Murong Li shook his head: "Why are you and I arguing here? You have many beauties and confidants, and you have already gone to Qingfengyuan to meet beauties, how can you think of you and me? You might as well ask Mr. Yayin about this." After finishing speaking, Zhi Xiao Fu brushed away the blocking hand of Mo Lan's servant, and walked away.

Looking at his back, Mo Lan felt annoyed, and the servant leaned forward and said, "This Murong Li is too presumptuous!"

"Hmph!" Mo Lan slammed the handkerchief in her hand: "Brother Zhiming, why did you go to Qingfengyuan in Laoshizi again? Isn't it enough to have me? Even Murongli...is not bad in appearance, those places What's so good? Is it true that domestic flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers!"

"Ah! Young Master!" The waiter hurriedly stopped his words: "This is still the government office, so don't talk about it, young master, don't get angry."

Mo Lan was about to cry, and stomped her feet fiercely: "Come back with me!"

The waiter hurriedly supported him, while persuading him, he turned and left.

Everyone went away, the garden was silent, only a few Samuumes reflecting the snow remained, as if nothing had happened.

It was getting late, at the end of the corridor, a person in a white jacket came slowly.

"Young madam." The servant at the door saw Jian Bin coming, and hurriedly saluted.

Jian Bin nodded and gently opened the door.

Qi Zhikan doesn't go home most of the time. In recent years, the fighting has decreased, and Qi Yong doesn't have to go to the battlefield, so he spends more time at home.He felt that he was getting older and unable to do what he wanted. Seeing that his only son was not very angry and hated that iron could not become steel, he didn't care whether Qi Zhikan was willing or not, and arrested him to go to the military camp for drills every day.When he was free, Qi Zhikan would always find those friends to hang out with, so in the first month of marriage, Jian Bin saw him only a handful of times.Hearing the report today, he hurried over when he came back to the backyard.

Seeing him sitting at the table wiping his sword, Jian Bin walked over and called out, "Husband."

Qi Zhikan didn't lift his eyelids, he just responded indifferently: "You're here."

"Well, my husband has been working hard for several days, and the winter is cold. I have stewed ginseng chicken soup, which is the most invigorating and warding off the cold. Husband, use some." Then he took the food box from Bailu's hand, and took out the warm chicken soup that had just been simmered .

"Leave it alone." Qi Zhikan wiped his sword without moving his expression.

Jian Bin gave Bai Lu a look, and when he stepped back, he sat next to Qi Zhikan and said, "Husband, it's better to drink this soup while it's hot."

Qi Zhikan was a little impatient, "I still have things to do, you go out first, I will look for you at night."

Hearing what Qi Zhikan said, Jian Bin had no choice but to get up and back out.

Shaking his head lightly, people say that the newlyweds are like glue, but he feels that Qi Zhikan doesn't even think it necessary to look at him more than once, is this the so-called respect for each other?

Qi Zhikan put away his beloved sword, looked at the steaming soup, took a spoonful and put it into his mouth, the taste was surprisingly good.He raised his eyebrows, drank the rest, and looked for a book to read.Qi Yong studied his knowledge the day before yesterday and found that he was really ignorant in this area. He felt a pain in his chest when he was angry. He hurried to find his wife and told him that he must gain some cultural knowledge.Even though he had a headache, his father's fate was too much for him, so he had to reluctantly look at these things. Thinking about the policies and theories that his master asked to write afterwards, he felt like smashing these troubles immediately.

Looking at the densely packed words on these books, Qi Zhikan deeply felt that he would not be so tired even if he went out to fight with ten people at this time.

When he returned to his room at night, Jian Bin was already waiting in the room.When he heard the waiter report that Qi Zhikan had already finished the soup, he couldn't help being delighted.

Seeing Qi Zhikan's complexion now, he asked with concern: "Husband, are you tired?"

Qi Zhikan frowned: "It's okay, it's just that I'm really not used to writing policy and theory."

After learning about the whole story, Jian Bin smiled and said, "If I come to help my husband, I'm used to writing these things, and there are some rules to find."

Qi Zhikan glanced at him, raised his eyebrows and said, "You can do it?"

"You can try."

Qi Zhikan ordered the boy to bring the topic. Jian Bin read it, thought for a while, and then talked about his ideas with Qi Zhikan.Qi Zhikan has a method to find, and he can write some right now.

Jian Bin saw that Qi Zhikan's writing was poor, but his thinking was clear and insightful, so he knew that this person also had some gaps in his chest, but he just didn't want to spend his mind on it.

"I didn't expect you to have some knowledge." Qi Zhikan finished writing the policy theory, looked at Jian Bin and said.

"For these theories, the master mainly wants to see the thoughts and ideas of the writers. In fact, as long as you express your opinions within the established framework, there will be much difference."

Qi Zhikan read the policy theory he wrote, shook his head and said: "It's a pity that I have no ideas, but I can't express my words when I write."

"Husband, writing skills are also developed slowly. As long as you study hard, you can improve quickly."

"I, Qi Zhikan, am a martial artist, why do I need to study these word games on paper?" Qi Zhikan said contemptuously.

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