Rivers and Lakes on the Moon [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

A few days ago, Li Xunhuan saw that the scenery on the street was just right, so he wrote a poem and sent it to Qiao Shiyue.Qiao Shiyue didn't feel happy in the slightest, but faced difficulties instead.

In the two months since they got married, Li Xun Huan had given her enough poems to count, and she could write poems and poems in reciprocity.

For this poem, Qiao Shiyue went to the Baihualou next door to ask Huamanlou for advice. Huamanlou held the letter paper and pondered for a moment, "Ah Yue's qinggong is also very good, why does she have to write poetry?"

Qiao Shiyue didn't realize her own level at all, and said, "He wrote me a poem, isn't it a bit inappropriate for me to perform a thousand-mile escape?"

It's difficult to see flowers all over the floor.

Qiao Shiyue said confidently, "Brother Hua Qi, tell me, under your guidance, when will I be able to write a poem of similar level?" Although her little apprentice's foundation is not very good, but with Huaman Lou's talent is estimated to be almost half a year after studying, life is endless learning!

Hua Manlou hesitated and said, "If you practice hard, it will be almost the same in the last ten or eight years..." Li Xunhuan is also a Tanhualang personally appointed by the Holy Spirit. It is based on her talent and intelligence. There are many scholars in their seventies and eighties who have not yet passed the exam.

Qiao Shiyue didn't expect that after nine years of compulsory education, after 16 years of schooling, she would have to go to school for at least another ten years. Who could bear this, and almost ran away on the spot...

Hua Manlou also noticed the change in her mood, and comforted her, "Ah Yue, that Du Ruo plant is blooming just right today, would you like to take a look?"

Qiao Shiyue's thoughts were finally not taken away by Hua Manlou, and he said dumbly, "No Brother Hua Qi, let me first think about how to be a fresh illiterate."

Hearing that she was about to leave, Hua Manlou reminded loudly, "There is a new threshold installed at the door, be careful!"

There was no sign of Li Xun Huan in the house for a long time, and there was a note on the table saying that an old friend from the past called urgently, there was no time to tell, and we will leave for three to five days.

Qiao Shiyue almost tore up this torn note, didn't she know that she just made a big pot of ice porridge at home, and she and Huamanlou couldn't finish the leftovers after he left, it's a waste, isn't it? !

This is not the first time for Qiao Shiyue to find work for Huamanlou. The first time it was raw and the second time it was cooked, he brought the pot into the small kitchen of Baihualou. Before leaving, he had to ask, "Brother Hua Qi, don't waste the porridge in that pot It's gone." Let him figure out how to distribute it to the neighbors.

Hua Manlou could naturally hear the weight of the pot, and smiled and tapped Qiao Shiyue's shoulder with a fan, "You! Don't go too far!" Moved all the perishable food into the small building , I don't want to run, but what do I want to do?

Qiao Shiyue said before leaving, "Brother Hua Qi, I'm your own sister, I can't betray my comrades-in-arms and inform the enemy!"

What Hua Manlou said was right, Li Xunhuan had an urgent matter and left without saying a word, and her matter was even more urgent, and she was anxious to have Li Xunhuan, who came back in three to five days, do a deep self-criticism.

Hiding in Hua's house or Baihualou is too easy to be exposed, Qiao Shiyue thought about not doing anything, so she ran to Baiyun City as soon as she was familiar with her.It's easy to explain if you ask this question. If you are not good at swordsmanship, ask your master to practice more frequently.Anyway, Ye Gucheng is an empty-nest older bachelor, and his family has a lot of houses.

After many years of practice, Qiao's field survival skills have reached full points, and it is easy and effortless to go to the South China Sea.

Just in time for Ye Gucheng to leave with his horse.

Qiao Shiyue yelled, "Wait for me, I'll go too!" The master has already left, so it seems inappropriate for her to be a guest at the City Lord's Mansion.

Butler Ye at the door hadn't gone back yet, seeing Qiao Shiyue who was practicing cross talk so hard, he wanted to laugh, and joked, "Miss Qiao, do you know where our master is going?"

Qiao Shiyue said bluntly, "Almost." I can almost tell by taking another look at him.

Ye Gucheng turned his horse's head and said, "I'm going to discuss swordsmanship with Master Ximen."

Of course, Qiao Shiyue understood that this meant that she could also follow her, and said, "Then we just happen to drop by, let's go together."

Ye Gucheng raised his head and said, "It's not on the way." After saying that, he got off his horse and returned to the mansion.

The steward Ye next to him hastily sent a servant to lead the two horses to feed fodder, "Miss Qiao, you can't stand the horses even if you have to travel so many miles."

Qiao Shiyue cheerfully followed through the door. This master is really worth paying respects to. He just invited her to dinner without saying a word.

The two of them left that afternoon. Although Wanmei Mountain Villa was far away, their footsteps were not slow, and they finally saw a town near dusk.

Ye Gucheng had long since regained the appearance of a hidden hero who transcended all things, so Qiao Shiyue had no choice but to take the initiative to play the role of starter.

“Choose tofu stuffed buns”

“Choose tofu stuffed buns”

“Choose tofu stuffed buns”

Qiao Shiyue originally planned to pass by as if he hadn't heard, who let him not know that he ordered?But she immediately regretted it after a while, the voice-over was so loud that it would pierce her ears, especially after Qiao Shiyue's mind-reading skills gradually became ineffective for others. Ye Gucheng's heartbeat became louder, and it wasn't limited to looking at each other, he could feel it when he got closer.

"Miss Boss, here are two plates of steamed buns stuffed with tofu, a basket of steamed dumplings, and two bowls of soup."

The stall was probably run by a young couple. The boss acted as the accountant and waiter, and the proprietress turned her back to them and cooked after the case.After hearing this, the proprietress said, "Guest officer, we don't have stuffed tofu here." Her voice was very soft and soft, and she sounded like a young woman. Women with this kind of voice will not grow too old. Ugly, far from her husband's appearance.

This is uncommon but common.

Qiao Shiyue glanced at Ye Gucheng triumphantly, and said in her heart, it's not that I don't order it for you, it's that there are no other stalls, "Then what do you have in your store?" Obviously, a shed was set up on the street around the corner Qiao Shiyue insisted on saying it was in the store, just like some businessmen who earn a little money insisted on buying a long gown so that the neighbors would call him Yuanwai. Parents in the world like to hear others praise their children for being smart.

The boss seemed honest and honest and didn't answer, just wiped the table. The lady boss replied, "Of course there are many buns filled with human meat in the small shop."

Human meat?

Qiao Shiyue and Ye Gucheng looked at each other and asked, "Is it a man's flesh or a woman's flesh?"

"Of course it's the meat of an ugly man," the proprietress said as she lifted the white cloth covering the jar under the table, took out a piece of meat, and shredded it finely for stuffing.

The meat is still fresh and tender, it should have just been slaughtered today, the dark red meat is mixed with white tendons and bones, which reminds people of its cooked flavor...

But the proprietress only used two words to let the disgusting overshadow its deliciousness.

Qiao Shiyue is not bad, after all, sitting next to a big killer like Ye Gucheng is more secure than buying ten insurance policies, "Is it possible that ugly man's meat is better than beef and mutton?"

"It's not delicious, but it's much more comfortable than letting them dangle in front of my eyes and eat them in my stomach." The proprietress's face was full, and Fangfo remembered the delicious food before, and saw the boss standing in the distance , said angrily, "You damn ghost, you don't even know how to serve a pot of tea when you see a guest coming!"

The boss obeyed the proprietress's words, and ran to serve tea obediently.

Whoever watched this scene felt chills, Qiao Shiyue grabbed Ye Gucheng's sleeve and was about to leave, but he held him down.

Ye Gucheng thought to her, don't leave, I just see what tricks they are going to play.

After hearing this, Qiao Shiyue didn't kneel down to Ye Gucheng. Do you know why Lu Xiaofeng and Chu Liuxiang are in such trouble?Just because of the great curiosity that day, it is not clear when Ye Gucheng contracted this bad habit.

No one wants to drink tea from a bowl.

The proprietress finished wrapping a drawer of buns, wiped her hands clean, turned around and said, "This little brother looks good, I wonder if he is married?"

She is indeed a beauty, but a belated beauty.

He even fell in love with Ye Gucheng.

Qiao Shiyue only replied with the mentality of letting Ye Gucheng take a good look at the excitement, "He has never been married."

The proprietress didn't want to talk to her, so she just said to Ye Gucheng wholeheartedly, "Try my steamed stuffed bun, sir, it's definitely the best." She took the steamed stuffed bun from the boss's hand, picked up the chopsticks and was about to go to Ye Gucheng. Gucheng's mouth to send.

Ye Gucheng has always disliked flowers and women, so naturally he didn't bother to work on other men's women, he only turned his head slightly. He turned his head, and it was absolutely impossible for the proprietress to pass the chopsticks into his mouth.

Qiao Shiyue knew best what he was thinking at the moment, and he clearly thought that the steamed buns were not as good as Aunt Zhang's. Aunt Zhang was the chef of the City Lord's Mansion, and she was determined to study delicious food in the world.

Seeing him like this, the proprietress giggled and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Lang, he is not my husband."

Qiao Shiyue said, "Then he is yours..."

The proprietress glanced at Qiao Shiyue, her eyes were full of mature women's disdain for little girls, "He is my stuffed bun."

The "boss" stood beside her and shuddered heavily.

This time I accidentally knocked over the vinegar plate on the tray, and the old vinegar dripped down the corner of the landlady's skirt onto her pink embroidered shoes.

Before the proprietress got angry, the man threw away the tray in his hand in shock, prostrated himself in front of Ye Gucheng and cried, "Help me, help..." Before he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and immediately Died of anger.

Blood snaked down the corner of his mouth, soaking a large area of ​​the ground.

The proprietress was not surprised when she saw this, she just smiled apologetically to Ye Gucheng and Qiao Shiyue, "I called him to help in the store because I saw his dexterity, but I didn't expect to make such a big mess, it's really a shame to get your shoes dirty. Excuse me."

Although the man was thin, he was not light. The proprietress dragged him from the ground with only one hand, threw him into the big vat next to the chopping board, and carefully wrapped the mouth of the vat with a white cloth.

The two plates of buns on their table seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

Qiao Shiyue tugged at Ye Gucheng's sleeve, and said softly, "I'll hire a troupe to sing for you every day when I go back to Baiyun City, okay?"