lustful

Yan Qingdu still rejected Xiao Bai, and he galloped off in a gallant manner.

Huo Yunshan sat on the ground angrily, and Xiaobai asked Eleven in the carriage to accompany Mrs. Kang, mother and son back first.

Sit down with him.

"The exam papers are gone, what else can we do?" Huo Yunshan's Qingjun face turned bitter.

Xiaobai stared at his face, felt that his face was not good-looking, couldn't help reaching out to rub it, and Huo Yunshan took a picture of it.

Huo Yunshan's temper is actually more like a child than Xiaobai's, he can't stand things, he will be violent at every turn, and he is easily discouraged.

Xiaobai felt that what Yin Zishu said was right, if this guy had no one to take care of him for the rest of his life, he would definitely starve to death.

He took Huo Yunshan's hand and shook it lightly: "What a fool, if he really burned the test paper, why would he burn all his hair at your house?"

Huo Yunshan: "?"

Xiaobai looked at his big confused eyes, didn't like it very much, leaned on Huo Yunshan's shoulder, sniffed the smell in his neck, smiled sweetly: "He must have secretly set fire to your house The study, and then regretted it, so I ran in to fight the fire again, I guess, the exam papers are still in his place."

"Then what do we do now?"

Xiaobai stood up, the old god smiled, walked around a few times with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "One step counts as one step!"

Then he leaned over and pulled Huo Yunshan: "Let's go! Go back and find Big Brother Zhanfei to write the script!"

The Southwest won the decisive victory, and Yin Zishu's north also received frequent news of success. The capital was full of joy, and the tea houses and restaurants were much more lively than usual.

Xiaobai discussed with Zhanfei, wrote more than a dozen playbooks, and then asked all the play troupes in the city to sing.

Zhan Fei originally wrote some scripts for the theater troupe in exchange for money.It is also handy to write.

Huo Yunshan also recruited storytellers in the capital to tell stories in crowded restaurants and teahouses.

He spent all the money from Mrs. Shen that was given by the princess.

Steward Wang saw that there were strange people coming and going in the house. These days, the young master spends money like water, and he doesn't know what he is doing, so he is very worried.

"Master Hou, you can't spend money like this, the days to come will be long." The old man said with a worried face.

The young master is not good at management, and he doesn't have an official position. Maybe someday the court will adopt some policy to take back the fief, and how will he live in the future.

Xiaobai leaned over and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Uncle Housekeeper, Xiaobai is rich, and will support Misfortune for the rest of his life."

Butler Wang smiled wide-eyed.

Huo Yunshan stood still, as if a flower had exploded in his heart, it was still popcorn, sweet.

He whispered to Xiaobai: "Really?"

Xiaobai patted his chest: "Of course it's true, my country of Shu is also very rich, known as the land of abundance."

As he spoke, he dragged Huo Yunshan to the study to compile the script together.

They made up countless stories in a mess, with only one central idea. They told the policies of Nanhuahou Yanqingdu in recent years in interesting short stories, trying to be suitable for all ages and everyone can understand.

He wants everyone in the world to know what Marquis Nan Hua has done all these years.

Yan Qingdu's method of dealing with the Southwestern Yi people was what he wrote in "Annan Ten Strategies" back then!

A group of people tossed about for half a month, and finally got the most out of this matter.The writing is hosted by Zhan Fei, and Huo Yunshan is the first person to read it. He occasionally gives some comments to make the writing more lively, and add some hooking plots into it, so that everyone can read it with interest!

Every time Zhanfei writes, he feels a little dizzy.

"Young Lord, how could you deal with these things..." Zhan Fei glanced at Huo Yunshan helplessly.

Although Huo Yunshan has the reputation of being the number one dandy in the capital, he is handsome and cold, tall and aloof, and he does not look like a person who is addicted to sex.

At first glance, he is a handsome young man.

After hearing Zhan Fei's words, Huo Yunshan patted his chest proudly: "I'm the number one dude in Beijing, I haven't seen any scenes before."

Xiaobai pinched his waist: "I've never seen the scene of Chinese aphrodisiac."

As for the No. [-] bully in the capital, he is just talking about it, and when something really happens, isn't he crying in fright?

Huo Yunshan was ashamed and annoyed, he gave Xiaobai a look: "Slightly slight..."

Zhanfei looked at them a little enviously: "You two have such a good relationship."

The next day, in the restaurants and teahouses in the capital, the theaters were all telling stories about the Southwest.What kind of banquet strategist went to the Yi people to work as a spy in order to save the country, and influenced the Yi people's princess; what kind of love story between a Yi girl and a Han scholar.

There are more than a dozen different stories, storytellers, opera singers, and the strategies of Nanhuahou or the generals and counselors under Nanhuahou's tent are everywhere.

In a few days, Nanhua Hou Yanqingdu changed from a young and promising young man who fought wars and governed the Southwest into a half-living god, who used soldiers like a god, understood Yin and Yang, understood the five elements, and was unparalleled in wisdom. Good way to stabilize the southwest.

Yan Qingdu was about to stand shoulder to shoulder with Zhuge Wuhou!

In addition, at Huo Yunshan's suggestion, Zhan Fei also added a confidante to several stories in which he appeared.

So Nanhua Hou Yanqing also became a great love saint at the same time!

Yan Qing listened to his general's report with a dark face, and was in a daze for a while.

"Looking at Huo Yunshan and that Qi Xiaobai, I want to see what the hell they're up to."

In the largest theater in the capital, the story of how Nan Hua Hou established the garrison system was being sung on stage. Originally, this policy was nothing interesting. Huo Yunshan boldly assumed that the barbarians knew his intentions and sent a beautiful female assassin to seduce him.

Yan Qing looked at the female assassin on the stage who failed to be seduced but was seduced, and was finally influenced by herself, and became her eighth concubine's concubine, her heart was filled with embarrassment!

The eclectic scene was vividly captured by Huadan and Xiaosheng Romance on the stage, and his brows became a Sichuan character.

After the curtain ended, he took out certain pieces of silver from his pocket, and threw it into the hands of those who came to beg for the reward.He was so preoccupied that he didn't pay attention to the movement around him.

But at this moment, I felt that something was wrong.

He raised his eyes and saw that Xiaobai was holding a big plate, smiling so much that his teeth could not see his eyes, standing in front of him.

Wearing a shabby cloth, he was thrown among the spectators and actors without blinking an eye.

The expression on Yan Qingdu's face became ferocious: "Qi Xiaobai, you're never finished!"

The cheerful Huo Yunshan leaned over beside him: "Yan Qingdu, we are here to help you find a good reputation, you are not happy anymore."

Xiao Bai whispered: "Give me the test paper, and I will give you your innocence!"

The fool also knows what he said about being innocent. At this time, there are not many people in the world who don't know what Yan Qingdu has done in the past few years. As long as you take out the exam papers from that year, everyone can know , Kang Ping did not plagiarize back then, but was a great talent and a loyal minister.

His method is many times better than Zhao Yi's splendid article!

Yan Qing had to admit that Xiaobai was a crooked genius, he could think of such tricks, and he didn't need to be too clever.

He gave Xiaobai a cold look: "Go away, crazy!"

Then turned around and left the theater.

Do you want to enjoy the prosperity and wealth in front of you, or indulge in the grief and indignation of the past?

This is a problem for Yan Qing.