Self-cultivation of loyal dogs

To be honest, Zuo Xingyun really wanted to hack this weird scholar to death.

But Song Yanqing stopped him, and he was not easy to strike, he just said in a low voice with a dark face: "This person is still a bit bloody, but he is too useless, what good results can you get if you like him."

Song Yanqing looked at Xu Sijiang who was still pretending to be asleep, and pulled Zuo Xingyun out.

"Do you still think there is something wrong with him?" As soon as the door was closed, Zuo Xingyun whispered: "I think he is just a poor scholar, or he is a lunatic. Look, he doesn't look like he has practiced martial arts, no, this door Darling, I don't agree."

"I think he's pretty good, not as unbearable as you said." Song Yanqing said: "Even if his abilities are mediocre, I still like him."

"What do you like about him?" Zuo Xingyun said in a low voice, "I like him being poor, old and useless?"

It was not convenient for Song Yanqing to say Xu Sijiang's identity, but he half-jokingly said: "I just like honest people like him, he looks down-to-earth, suitable for living."

Zuo Xingyun looked at him in shock, and reached out to hold his cheek.Leaning close to his face, she asked worriedly, "Baby, look at brother, look into his eyes."

Song Yanqing was used to his erratic temperament, after listening to his words, she looked at him seriously.

"You and brother go to Miss Xiaotao, she can cure all diseases with acupuncture and moxibustion, let her show you your brain." Zuo Xingyun touched him distressedly, looked at him with fatherly eyes, and said lovingly: "Hey, don't be afraid, even if you are stupid, you are still my brother's good brother."

Song Yanqing took a deep breath, resisting the urge to stab him to death with a sword, and said through gritted teeth, "You are really my good brother."

Zuo Xingyun chuckled, like a bandit leader, picked up Song Yanqing, kicked open the door and was about to take him in, playing a game of shaking the bed.

The moment the door was kicked open by him, there was a muffled groan.

Zuo Xingyun was taken aback for a moment, he pushed the door and looked inside suspiciously.

The scholar didn't know when he got up, and he was sitting on the ground with a bruise on his forehead.

"What about you?" Zuo Xingyun gestured and said, "Didn't you get knocked out by me?"

Song Yanqing heard that Xu Sijiang woke up, and started patting Zuo Xingyun's back.It took a little effort to put it down quickly.

He gathered his messy collar and looked at Xu Sijiang nervously.

Prince Xu was probably eavesdropping behind the door just now, and I don't know how much he listened to.

Zuo Xingyun also thought of this very quickly. He squinted his eyes, looked Xu Sijiang up and down, and put his hand on the saber at his waist.

In fact, Xu Sijiang heard everything. He already had profound internal strength and keen five senses.These two people stood at the door and whispered. Although the voice was very low, Xu Sijiang could hear it clearly as long as he approached the door.

He could have easily dodged Zuo Xingyun's kick.It's just that he couldn't get back to bed in time to pretend to be asleep, so he simply pretended to be unable to dodge and was hit by the door.

Seeing that Zuo Xingyun was ready to kill, Song Yanqing looked at Xu Sijiang, curious about what Xu Yingdi was going to do.

Xu Sijiang took a deep breath, and got up unsteadily before Zuo Xingyun pulled out the knife.

He brushed off the drowsiness on his body, scratched his cheeks and looked shyly at Zuo Xingyun with a blushing face.

Song Yanqing trembled with fear from his eyes, even Zuo Xingyun took a step back nervously, and said sharply: "What do you mean?"

I saw Prince Xu walking forward timidly, first looked at Song Yanqing with eyes full of love, and then looked at Zuo Xingyun expectantly.

Under the nervous gaze of the two opposite people, Xu Sijiang bowed his hands and stammered, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Xiaosheng didn't know you were Mr. Yan's elder brother before, so I offended you, brother, please don't blame me."

Zuo Xingyun blinked blankly, not quite understanding the current situation.

He cast a look of help to Song Yanqing, Song Yanqing covered her head with a look of lovelessness.

Brother is applicable to many occasions in Da Yang. Brother will be called elder brother among relatives, and brother will also be called brother among friends who are younger, which also means showing respect.

Apparently Xu Sijiang pretended to be a fool to fool him, this kind of trick is too low-level.Song Yanqing looked back at Zuo Xingyun, making sure that she could hold him back in time when he made trouble.

But Zuo Xingyun is a person whose IQ is all about his jokes. He didn't understand Xu Sijiang's words, but he quickly grasped the point.

He sneered and said sarcastically, "Who is your brother? Am I the one you can yell at?"

Xu Sijiang smiled reservedly, and said with a shy face: "Xiaosheng and Mr. Yan are in love with each other. You are his elder brother, so naturally you are also Xiaosheng's elder brother."

This time Zuo Xingyun finally understood, he held his big knife tightly, and was about to rush up to kill the pig that was holding cabbage.

Song Yanqing hugged him and winked at Xu Sijiang.

Xu Sijiang didn't seem to receive it at all, he said with a smile: "Xiaosheng doesn't mind the identity of Mr. Yan, Xiaosheng will find a way to give Mr. Yan a title and take him out of this place of smoke/willow."

"Yan'er, don't stop me, I'm going to kill him with a knife today!" Zuo Xingyun also understood that Xu Sijiang had misunderstood, and pretended to yell that he was about to rush up and kill him.

Xu Sijiang is thick-skinned, he doesn't seem to see Zuo Xingyun's anger, and happily proposes marriage to him.

Of these two people, one was talking to himself slowly, and the other was pretending to be angry and getting more and more angry.

In the end Xu Sijiang wiped his nosebleeds and left the Nanfeng Pavilion through the window with a smile.

"Brother, then let's just say goodbye?" Xu Sijiang talked to Zuo Xingyun, but his eyes kept wandering to Song Yanqing.

Song Yanqing looked at him blankly, and said to herself, just act, and don't be ashamed.

After Xu Sijiang left, Zuo Xingyun put away the knife, spat and said viciously: "Damn, I don't even look at my own virtues, and I want to marry you. Wishful thinking, foolish dream!"

"Brother Zuo, I like him too." Song Yanqing reminded helplessly.

Zuo Xingyun hummed and said, "That's why you married him."

In the middle of the speech, he suddenly stopped. He looked at Song Yanqing and asked in a low voice, "I guessed right, Yanqing, you are... from above, right?"

Song Yanqing recalled the previous lives, thinking that she was used to doing 0, so she shook her head affirmatively.

"Let me just say, how could you..." Zuo Xingyun said as he was about to walk back, but then his footsteps suddenly stopped.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Song Yanqing in shock.

"What happened to you just now?" he murmured.

Song Yanqing shook her head and said, "I said I'm not from above."

Zuo Xingyun took a deep breath, closed his eyes and said heavily: "You go, I don't have a shameful brother like you."

Song Yanqing smiled softly, then kicked him out.

Zuo Xingyun sat on the roof with the knife in his arms, thinking left and right, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that this was too much of a disadvantage.

Du Qingtong came over, took a jug of wine and sat down beside him with a smile, and said casually: "Master Zuo, why are you sulking here alone?"

Zuo Xingyun took a sip of his wine and said sullenly, "Do you know about my Yanqing and that poor scholar?"

"I know, who else in Quannanfeng Pavilion doesn't know." Du Qingtong clapped his hands, pretended to be a storyteller, cleared his throat and said: "It is said that the oiran of Nanfeng Pavilion is all over the country, but he just fell in love with him. A down-and-out scholar. The two often meet privately at night and tell each other their hearts."

"Bullshit!" Zuo Xingyun raised his head and drank his wine, wiped his mouth and said sadly: "You said that Yanqing is good-looking, has a good temper, and has a first-class figure. There are so many people who like him, not to mention those guests. Just In the league, I know three or four people who like him. They are all good guys, all of them are strong in martial arts, brave and mighty."

"But Mr. Song doesn't like any of them." Du Qingtong said with a smile.

"But he fell in love with that scholar, I really can't figure it out." Zuo Xingyun murmured, "I don't see what's so good about that guy, that Yan Qing would be willing to commit himself to him."

Du Qingtong took a sip of the wine, looked at Zuo Xingyun in shock, and exclaimed in shock: "I am committed! Is that what I mean? I misunderstood!"

He gestured with both hands, and his eyes were extraordinarily bright.

Zuo Xingyun nodded heavily, and said with a sigh: "That's right, alas."

Du Qingtong also heaved a long sigh, Zuo Xingyun raised his glass to invite the moon, and said with a sigh: "Qing Ben is beautiful, but he is blind. In the final analysis, my brother is sorry for him. If I hadn't encouraged him to enter the Nanfeng Pavilion to pretend Little boy, he wouldn't have taken a liking to that brat."

Mountain.and Sanxi.

The more Zuo Xingyun talked, the more excited he became, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became.Finally, he slapped his thigh and shouted in a low voice: "No, I'm going to meet that scholar."

Du Qingtong was also a bit drunk, he thought about it, he was just an ordinary scholar anyway.Both of them are top masters in Jianghu, so they don't need to worry so much.

He also patted his thigh and said: "Yes, let's beat him. So that after they get together, the scholar will bully Mr. Song because he is soft-hearted and easy to talk."

The two drunks hit it off immediately, threw the jug away, and flew towards the West Street residential house with light kung fu together.

Even though they were slightly drunk, they still left quietly.Only a few empty wine jugs were left on the roof, and they were blown off by the wind again, making a few crisp sounds when they fell to the ground.

Miss Hong ordered someone to bring the order, but the messenger didn't find Zuo Xingyun and Du Qingtong, so he went directly to Song Yanqing.

Song Yanqing was taking a shower when the door was knocked.After passing the code, he waved his hand and opened the door.

"What's the matter?" He put on his clothes and asked.

The person who came was a middle-aged man dressed as a guard. He held a jade pendant in both hands, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Master Song, Miss Hong asked me to deliver the message. Prince Xu's motorcade will arrive in the capital within three days. Lord Song and Lord Zuo, please get ready."

"Didn't he come to Nanfeng Pavilion?" Song Yanqing asked.

The middle-aged man continued: "The crown prince died in the Nanfeng Pavilion. People have died here. Miss Hong thinks that Prince Xu considers himself a noble person, so he probably won't come again. Come and ask the two adults to be ready and wait for Miss Hong's orders at any time. .”

"That's the case." Song Yanqing took the jade pendant to inspect it, and then returned it.

The middle-aged man stood up and was about to leave when he said suspiciously: "By the way, Master Song, do you know where Master Zuo and Master Du have gone?"

"The bustard doesn't know either?" Song Yanqing asked hesitantly.

The middle-aged man shook his head.

In a private house on West Street, Xu Kang was administering medicine to Xu Sijiang who had just returned.

"Been beaten by my mother again?" He asked with a smile.

Xu Sijiang didn't speak, but just patted his head lovingly.

He raised the corners of his mouth, and was just about to warn Xu Kang not to talk nonsense, when his eyes suddenly flickered.

He looked out the window, narrowed his eyes and whispered, "A mouse has slipped in."

The author has something to say: Irresponsible, messy little theater

Xu Sijiang didn't care who came, he flew out and attacked the two masked men.

One palm, one kill on the spot.After seeing the corpse and recognizing Zuo Xingyun, Xu Sijiang fell into deep thought, turned around and sent a post for help.

Help: What should I do if I accidentally killed my girlfriend's girlfriend?The corpse is in the yard, waiting online, very urgent.

It's your Kang'er: I have body water, and I guarantee that every drop will leave no bones left.

Die-hard fans of the prince: My father was a butcher before, and his subordinates have learned some skills in handling dead pigs.Wait until I dismember them and make them into steamed stuffed buns to make sure no one can see them.

Xu Sijiang fell into deep thought again, and finally bought a bottle of corpse water.

Zuo Xingyun: ...

Du Qingtong: ...

And if there are no accidents, this world will be HE, and Yan Qing will return to the real world.so anything is possible