The Bamboo Horse Dressed as the Emperor

Xie Chen's friends were all shocked.

"What? What confession?"

"Brother Shen, what are you talking about? Are you crazy?"

Xie Chen twitched the corner of his mouth: "Don't pretend to be stupid, you have read a bunch of short story books, you will not know these things."

All the friends shouted for injustice.

"Brother Shen, it's not like you don't know us. Let's read the short storybook, will we read the simple plot of the confession? We just skip it."

"That's right. Originally, Zhi Duoxing confiscated the story book. We all had nothing to read. We finally found a copy. We must hurry up and read the important plot. Who will read the confession?"

Xie Chen choked, what he said made sense.

Even he himself read the short story book in this way.Last night, he just found it by accident, and then he remembered that he hadn't confessed his love to Song Jiao.

Because he grew up together, he never thought about anything else.It's not his wife who grew up together, and there is no suitable wife for him that day.

Anyway...it turns out that the wife has to rely on chasing.

He just realized it last night.

Xie Chen came back to his senses, and said to his friends: "Now is not the time to talk about this, you guys hurry up and help me think of a way."

"Oh, I see." The friends were very helpless and could only ask, "Brother Shen, who do you like?"

Xie Chen pursed the corners of his lips, and it was rare for his ears to turn red in front of his friends, not in front of Song Jiao, and his voice was also low. He wished he could hide the person he liked, not to show them, not even to hear their names. .

The friends didn't hear clearly, "tsk": "Brother Shen, don't be cowardly, say it out loud, who do you really like. If you don't say it, how can the brothers help you?"

"I..." Xie Chen pursed his lips again, and said in a low voice, "Mao Mao."

My friends seemed to hear clearly, but they didn't seem to hear clearly.

They were not sure: "Brother Shen, who? Who do you like?"

Xie Chen put his feet off the tree branch, looked up at the sky, as if he had given up on himself: "Mao Mao."

The friends were stunned again, and they could only drag out a long voice, exclaiming, or exclaiming: "I'm going to—"

As Xie Chen's best brother, Mu Ying is of course also here.

He was the first to react, jumped up from under the tree, grabbed Xie Chen, and pulled him down from the tree: "Brother Shen, you are too much!"

Xie Shen landed on the ground steadily, and held down the crazy Mu Ying: "Brother Parrot, what are you doing?"

Muying said loudly: "You clearly said that you don't like Maomao!"

"When did I say that?"

"Last Chinese New Year, Zhi Duoxing said that you were plotting against Mao Mao, but you still pretended not to hear it, and asked me not to tell Mao Mao, you actually..."

Xie Chen said: "I just told you not to startle the snake."

"I thought you didn't like Mao Mao at all!"

"What are you excited about?" Xie Chen suddenly had a bad premonition, "Brother Parrot, don't tell me...don't fight me, I will turn my face and deny anyone."

Mu Ying was about to cry out of anger: "You... We clearly agreed to be good brothers for the rest of our lives, Brother Shen, you actually betrayed us! I'm not that kind of person!"

He howled, turned his head and saw Song Jiao and Wen Zhizheng walking towards the martial field, waved his hand vigorously at them, and wanted to report: "Mao Mao!"

The next moment, when Xie Chen gave an order, he was held down by his friends.

"Pull it back."

Mu Ying was surrounded by friends who swarmed up and pressed them under the tree.

Song Jiao and Wen Zhi glanced at them, Wen Zhi nodded slightly as a signal, Song Jiao waved to them, and his friends waved back.

Then Xie Chen walked out from among his friends and waved to Song Jiao.

I said directly: "Hi, wife."

Song Jiao's expression froze, then he put down his hands directly, turned his head away, and talked to Wen Zhi.

The friends looked at Xie Chen with a smile, and booed: "Brother Shen, hey——"

Xie Chen withdrew his hand, pouted his neck and said, "My wife is shy."

"what--"

At this time, Muying was still pressed tightly by her friends.

"Brother Parrot, we understand how you feel."

"It's so rare. Brother Shen actually has a sweetheart. This is the first time that Brother Shen said that he has a sweetheart. As brothers, we can't hold back."

Xie Chen coughed twice: "Stop it, stop it, brother Shen has only one sweetheart in his life."

"Yo!"

Muying is grieving over their spoiled brotherhood: "Brother Shen, you are really too much."

"Maomao and I grew up together, and Maomao is my wife."

The friends refused to accept: "Brother Shen, then we will grow up with Maomao too."

"Do you eat with Mao Mao every day? Do you sleep together? Obviously my wife."

Xie's logic is clear.

"Besides, your wives were all brought in by matchmakers. Only our wife was snatched back. My mother was snatched back by my father, and Mao Mao was snatched back by me."

The Xie family is logical.

His friends were so intimidated by him.

Xie Chen pulled Mu Ying up from the ground, and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be sad, my wife and I will treat you as a brother in the future."

Mu Ying felt that the whole world was about to collapse, and they agreed to be good brothers for a lifetime together, why did the two of them suddenly become a couple?

At this time, there was a thunder in the sky.

He can't take it!

"Don't tell Mao Mao about this, no one is allowed to say it." Xie Chen looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Mu Ying, "Especially you."

Under the coercion of her friends, Muying had to sign a non-disclosure agreement.

Xie Chen began to discuss the plan of chasing his wife with his dog-headed soldiers.

But before that, the dog-headed military divisions still have some gossip power that needs to be satisfied.

"Brother Shen, why do you like Mao Mao?"

Xie Chen didn't even think about it: "I just like it, I just like it."

"Be serious, can't you? Can't you? Brother Shen likes Mao Mao, but he can't even tell one of Mao Mao's advantages."

"You fart." Xie Chen began to snap his fingers, "First, Mao Mao is cute, and has been very good-looking since childhood; second, Mao Mao has a very good personality, especially gentle and friendly; third, Mao Mao has a bad temper occasionally. But it's also very cute when you lose your temper; fourth..."

And so the lunch break passed.

"...The 560th one, Mao Mao's eyes are very beautiful, round and round, I like it very much; the 560th second, Mao Mao's hair is thin and smooth, very comfortable to touch; the 560th three..."

All the friends were drowsy, only Muying looked at him seriously, he wanted to hear how Brother Shen betrayed the pure friendship between them!

Friends whispered.

"Where did Brother Shen talk?"

"It's more than 500. You shouldn't have deliberately used aggressive methods just now. Brother Shen can't stop now. A man in love is really scary."

"It's not love. I haven't caught up yet. It's a one-sided love at best."

"Brother Shen will be afraid of his wife in the future, right? Surely he will?"

"I really like it. Brother Shen seems to really like Maomao, even Maomao's hair. Will you talk about fingernails next?"

As soon as they finished speaking, Xie Chen said, "No. 560, Mao Mao's nails are round..."

"I go."

Not long after, Old General Wu, who was in charge of teaching them martial arts, arrived.

He greeted the teenagers under the tree loudly: "Hey, don't rest, go to the stables to lead the horses!"

Feeling relieved, the friends hurriedly got up and quickly left Xie Chen's surroundings: "Yes!"

Xie Chen also got up and walked up to Song Jiao, and looked at him shyly, Song Jiao also turned to look at him, still a little angry.

Xie Chen could not hold back the corners of his lips, and the more than 500 items he counted just now flooded into his mind at the same time.

My wife is so cute!

Then Old General Wu patted him on the back with his longbow: "Brother Shen, what are you doing in a daze? Go and lead the horse."

Only then did Xie Chen come back to his senses, raised his head, and looked at Song Jiao with worried eyes.

Xie Chen: Wife, don't worry, it doesn't hurt at all.

Song Jiao: No, brother Shen has really become a little fool.

In the afternoon, there is a riding and archery class. Each person has three quiveres, and they can ride around on horseback after shooting.

This is what Xie Chen is good at. He quickly shot all three quiver arrows.Riding a horse and wandering around the side, friends also ended one after another.

He winked at his friends, who immediately understood, looked around, and called other friends to come forward together.

"gone."

At that time, Mu Ying also finished shooting the arrow, and was riding a horse, dawdling beside Song Jiao, as if she wanted to say something to him, but she dared not say it.

Song Jiao asked him several times, but he couldn't speak.

Seeing that something was wrong with him, Xie Chen rode forward and called out behind him: "Brother Parrot, let's go."

Muying finally looked at Song Jiao wanting to cry without tears, and had no choice but to leave.

Song Jiao just felt strange, and didn't want to ask Xie Chen, so he watched them walk away.

He turned his head and knew to Wen: "What happened to them?"

Wen Zhi drew an arrow from his quiver, drew the bow and shot the arrow: "I don't know."

"You..." Song Jiao looked at Wen Zhi who was covered with quiver all over his body, "What's wrong with you?"

Wen Zhi drew another arrow, gritted his teeth, and said firmly, "I have added ten quiver to myself."

Song Jiao:? ! ! !

"Zhi Duoxing, if you look like this, your hands will be sore when you wake up tomorrow, right?"

"I'm not afraid."

Song Jiao recovered from the shock and pressed his arm: "It's okay, it's okay, let's practice again tomorrow, do you want to drink some water and rest?"

Wen Zhi turned to look at him: "I added ten quiver for you too, you're welcome."

Learning partners, make progress together.

Song Jiao tried to let go of his arm, but was held down by Wen Zhi instead: "Hurry up, your physique has obviously fallen behind."

"Ah..." Song Jiao rolled his eyes and took off the quiver he was carrying on his back, "I'll help you share the ten."

Song Jiao took the bow and shot the arrow again. He wanted to chat with Wen Zhi, but Wen Zhi refused to be distracted.

Song Jiao thought for a while and said, "Zhi Duoxing, do you know the word 'juanwang'?"

The studious Wen Zhi was finally attracted by the new knowledge: "What?"

Wenzhi trapping simulator.

Song Jiao raised his hand and shot an arrow: "The system told me that you are the king of the world."

"It's ridiculous."

Song Jiao was brought up by the system, and he went with the situation—the salted fish slacker's personality was exactly the same as the system's, even when he was doing serious things, he could lie down instead of sitting down.

Of course he wanted to go back to rest after shooting three quiveres, but Wen Zhi refused to go back, he thought about it, it was more important to be lazy and friends, or friends.

I have no choice but to accompany Wen Zhi to use up all the arrows in the quiver.

Song Jiao's arm was so sore that he couldn't lift it up, and with his head drooping, he led the horse back to the stable.

Wen Zhi didn't change his face, and acted freely, Song Jiao turned to look at him: "Don't be brave."

"I do not have."

Song Jiao handed over the reins to the attendants in the stable, and complained to them by the way: "Do you know that Wen Zhi is really too cruel, he is cruel to himself, and he is also cruel to me. He will not be the pillar of the country in the future, and there will be no one in the world. Two pillars of the country."

The attendants smiled and took the horse: "Your Highness and Mr. Wen have worked hard."

The two of them walked out of the stable, went back to Lantai, took their schoolbags, and walked out along the palace road.

Wen knew: "You go back later, don't rest, and finish today's homework immediately."

"Ah?" Song Jiao opened his round almond eyes, "Zhi Duoxing, I'm not a baa baa in the field, you don't even let me rest? My grandpa never asked me to do that."

"You can't finish after you rest. It's better to finish your homework in one breath and then rest."

Song Jiao closed her mouth, trying hard to hold back the feeling of wanting to cry.

Wen Zhi looked back at him: "You can rest for half an hour, I will watch you, let's go, go to your place to do homework."

"……Great."

Song Jiao knew in his heart that this was the biggest concession Wen Zhineng could make. If he bargained again, Wen Zhi would let him write ten articles.

So the two of them walked towards Xiaodong Palace again.

The palace road was a bit quiet, Song Jiao said suspiciously: "Brother Shen and the others don't know where they are going, they are very strange today."

As soon as Song Jiao finished speaking, the sound of horseshoes sounded in front of the two of them.

The two looked up, and saw Xie Chen, who was mentioned just now, leading a group of good brothers, riding here.

Song Jiao hid to the side, trying to make way for them, but Xie Chen's good brothers moved faster.

They slipped Wen Zhiti aside, then rode on horses, surrounded Song Jiao, and started circling around him, booing while circling.

"Yo!"

Song Jiao was surrounded in the middle, at a loss: "What are you doing?"

The friends just circled around him, making wildling noises like "Ooh!"

Song Jiao:? ? ?

These people are crazy.

He stood on tiptoe, looked outside, and shouted, "Xie Chen! What are you doing?"

After turning around for a while, a group of people stopped, but they still kept forming a circle around Song Jiao - Song Jiao suspected that they were dizzy and stopped.

The two friends in front of Song Jiao drove their horses and got out of the way in front of him, and then Xie Chen rode on the stage instead.

"Mao Mao."

Song Jiao's small face was wrinkled: "What are you doing?"

"I……"

Obviously confessing, this is how bandits rob wives!

Maomao, why can't you even see this!

Of course, Xie Chen couldn't say that.

Friends encouraged him: "Brother Shen, hurry up, the brothers have all helped you with this."

Xie Chen looked at the confused Song Jiao, and couldn't speak.

With such hesitation, the dog-headed soldiers couldn't help but want to go up by themselves.

"Mamao, Brother Shen said he likes you and wants you to do it for him..."

Xie Chen interrupted them at a critical moment, he looked at Song Jiao: "Brother Shen will take you out to play."

Song Jiao was even more confused: "Ah? You go around like that, and then..."

Before he could react, Xie Chen pulled him onto the horse's back. Song Jiao was very light, and Xie Chen came up as soon as he pulled him. He sat in front of Xie Chen, and it seemed that he was a little smaller than Xie Chen. Number.

When Song Jiao was still ignorant, Xie Chen pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, and greeted his friends: "Let's go."

So he took his friends, just like when he came, came and left with a huff.

"Ula!"

It's really like a group of bandits roaring across the border.

Song Jiao was taken away by Xie Chen in this way, and when he was about to leave the palace, he realized: "Zhi Duoxing! Zhi Duoxing is still there!"

Xie Chen said: "He knows how to go home by himself."

That's right, now that I run like this, I don't have to do my homework.

Song Jiao silently said "I'm sorry" to Zhi Duoxing a hundred times in her heart, hoping he could hear.

When a group of people went out of the palace, they happened to meet Mr. Xie and Da Dang.

The rest of the people got off their horses to salute, only Xie Chen rode on the horse and shouted: "Grandfather, father."

Song Jiao also yelled, "Thank you grandpa, godfather."

Master Xie smiled at them: "Hey, brother Shen, I'm taking my brothers out to play."

"Yes." There is also Mrs. Yazhai that I just snatched.

Xie Chen raised his head proudly: "Let's go."

"Okay, play slowly, do you have any money?"

"Have."

Xie Chen rode out of the palace on horseback. Master Xie stroked his beard, looked back at the scene where they left, and sighed: "It's exactly the same as when I was young."

The head of the family said frankly: "Father, you are exactly the same as me. You didn't hold one in your arms when you were young, did you?"

Mr. Xie's expression froze, and he looked back again, the more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong.

At that time, Mrs. Xie was of course held in the arms of the head, but this...

Thank you Shen for this...

Momo is pretty good, but...

No, he can't be sorry for Mr. Song.

This is already beyond the scope of Mr. Xie's cognition. Mr. Xie's face showed embarrassment, and he pulled out a beard with his hands.

A group of people cheered out of the palace, first went to Tianshangju to have dinner, and then went to the newly opened band to listen to music.

Since the first music workshop was opened in Fengxiang City a while ago, other merchants also saw business opportunities and started music workshops in Fengxiang City one after another.

And they are the most sensitive to new things in the city. They have listened to several music clubs in the city, and finally selected the best one. Since then, they have often gone there to listen to music.

A group of people sitting or lying down is very comfortable.

Only Song Jiao was sitting on the seat, gnawing on an apple, while looking at Xie Chen, still somewhat puzzled.

What happened to this man today?Find a group of people around him?

Inexplicable behavior.

Xie Chen was embarrassed by him, poked his face with his fingers, making his face turn back: "What are you looking at me for? Listen to the music, watch..."

See the girl playing the piano?

No, you can't.

Xie Chen turned his head back and looked at me.

Song Jiao finished eating the apples, and wiped his hands on Xie Chen's sleeves: "I'll go out and see what fruits are there."

"Yeah." Xie Chen got up too, "I'll accompany you..."

All the friends coughed, so Xie Chen sat back again: "Forget it, I won't go, you go."

Song Jiao was extremely confused, got up and opened the door and went out.

As soon as he left, the friends started the "Brother Shen Criticism Conference".

"Isn't it? Brother Shen, you can't even say 'like'? What a great opportunity when we surrounded Mao Mao in the palace just now? Mao Mao can't escape, and you actually said 'take He came out to play'? Brother Shen, you brought Mao Mao out to play every day, and you have been playing for more than ten years."

"Besides, and we want to help you, you interrupted us, making us look like idiots, and Maomao looked at us with 'what are these little idiots doing', you are too It's dishonest."

"Brother Shen, I didn't say that, you're really a little cowardly this time, you don't look like that brother Shen who can do whatever he wants."

Xie Chen hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't seize the opportunity."

"Hey, brother Shen, how can we help you if you're like this?"

"Think about it again." Xie Chen took out a gem-studded dagger from his pocket, "There will be rewards."

The dog-headed military divisions began to actively offer advice.

"Brother Shen, how about this, you can send Mao Mao home later."

"Is there a mistake? Brother Shen goes home with Mao Mao every day."

"By the way, Brother Shen, when you went home with Mao Mao, what did you do on the way?"

Xie Chen thought for a while and said firmly, "Flirting."

Friends choked: "Please describe objectively, don't add too much subjective emotion, you have been blinded by Mao Mao."

"quarrel."

friends:?

"Call each other 'little fool'."

friends:? ?

"Fighting, if it's winter, there will be snowball fights, and I often stuff snow into his collar."

friends:? ? ?

They pushed their daggers in front of Xie Chen: "Brother Chen, we can't take on this job. With you like this, Mao Mao can like you, that's really... your ancestors have accumulated blessings."

"My ancestors didn't accumulate much blessings." Xie Chen whispered, "My ancestors were all bandits."

Friends patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him: "Brother Shen, you start to change from now on. You have been fighting with Mao Mao for ten years, and you start to treat him well now. Ten years, as long as ten years, you can have a wife." gone."

Xie Chen's whole body is not well, ten years, he doesn't want ten years, he wants now!

He wants a wife now!

Just as he thought this way, Song Jiao's voice came from outside: "Brother Shen! Thank you Chen!"

He shouted anxiously, Xie Chen got up quickly, walked to the window, and pushed the window open suddenly.

The music workshop was built in a bustling area, but the alley behind it was not bustling. Instead, it was a bit remote and full of sundries.

Song Jiao didn't know when he ran to the alley at the back. In the alley, several gangsters blocked him.Over the years, he has also learned two self-defense techniques from General Wu, but he still lost to many hands of several people.

Xie Chen roared angrily, and leaned against the window, about to turn down: "Who dares to touch my wife! Who dares!"

The gangsters were stunned for a moment, and the friends hurriedly grabbed Xie Chen: "Brother Chen, this is the second floor."

Xie Chen pushed them away, climbed out along the window, and landed on the straw on a wheelbarrow.

The gangsters saw that there were a lot of them, and at this moment, the Xiaoer from the music workshop also brought people over. Seeing this, they wanted to run away. Before running away, one of them was not very angry, so he picked up the wooden stick that fell on the ground, He waved towards Song Jiao.

Xie Chen yelled "Mao Mao" and protected him in front of him. The stick fell on Xie Chen's back and broke at the sound.

Enduring the pain, Xie Chen stretched out his foot and tripped a gangster, and pushed a wheelbarrow, hitting two of them.

The other gangsters all ran away, Song Jiao looked back at him and saw cold sweat dripping from his forehead, for a moment, he forgot about Xie Chen's strange behavior today.

"Brother Shen? Are you okay? Does it hurt?"

Xie Chen gasped: "It doesn't hurt at all."

"Let me see."

Song Jiao reached out to touch his back, Xie Chen said, "Go back and see."

"Let's take a look first, the stick is broken."

Xie Chen lay on his shoulder, holding back the pain: "There are too many people."

Keep male virtue.

Song Jiao took the time to turn to Xiaoer who brought someone back and said, "By the way, quickly look at the person in the sack and send him to the hospital quickly."

"Yes."

Xie Chen pulled him back: "What are you doing here?"

"The errand of the music workshop said that a batch of new fruits had arrived in the storeroom. I came to pick them with him, and then I saw that group of people beating people. I asked the errand to go back and call for them. I..." Song Jiaoyue said It's really not a wise move to keep your voice low, but he didn't think so much at the time.

"You are a little fool, you can't call someone when you have something to do?"

"I didn't mean to call you."

"You just called me."

"Subconsciously, that's what I shouted subconsciously. When I came here for the first time, I didn't know that our private room was directly opposite."

Xiao Er untied the sack, revealing the beaten person inside. Song Jiao and Xie Chen glanced at it, then froze in place.

It's Chen Su.