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The angle of the window is just right, you can see Zhou Tan's jumping waist, like a knotted wicker, three feet of water draws an arc of light in the night, and the clanging sound keeps ringing.

Zhou Tan listened to the voices on the field, while flipping through the scattered booklets in his hand. "Nongsang Canon" is indeed a large tome of Nongsang books, so thick that it is a bit heavy on the legs, but he has opened the cover and inner pages, and I don't know what other messy books have been wrapped, it is pitiful The ground was spread out on his knees, and it would break if the wind blew.

"Sand Wind..." He pinched the paper and rummaged through the booklet with his remaining memory.

The craftsmen of surveying and mapping traveled south and north on a pair of straw sandals. The books made in Nanjun also told anecdotes about the Northland.He flicked the booklet and spread it on the content he was looking for.

The picture is not very clear, or when the sandstorm blows all over the sky, people and ghosts can't see it, and the nostrils and ears are filled with countless sand and wind.He lowered his head and carefully read the graphic explanation.

When the sandstorm passes, all kinds of grass will not grow, but the grass seeds of Bilianbo can stand taller, covering this desert-like boundary with some remaining greenery.

Just at this moment, there was a roar on the field, and the two opponents took off their knives and swords at the same time, and flew out in a whirl, rushing straight towards Zhou Tan with a sharp wind.

"Squat down!"

Yu Jintian threw the bowl away, shrank his head deftly, and howled while wiping his mouth: "This group of people has no sense, so be careful."

But Zhou Tan didn't move when he heard it. He raised his breath slightly, and he took out three feet of water from under the cushion, and blocked it without any hesitation, and all three irons fell to the ground.

With a sound of "snap", the book was closed, he stepped on his shoes and jumped off, he landed and said, "Come on, let me have a game."

"Hey! Hey——" Yu Jintian grabbed his sleeve: "What are you playing with this group of killers?"

"This is the way to play." Zhou Tan rolled his eyes lightly, and said with a smile: "I can't play with a knife, I use a sword."

His sword play is indeed not smooth. When he was a martial artist in elementary school, he didn't take a wide-open and wide-open path. Zhou Jian'an's romantic habits still have a bit of a shadow on Zhou Tan. Skills, he is always willing to learn a little bit, to play swordsmanship which is even a bit coy in Ji Qinghe's eyes.

Ji Qinghe was not very satisfied with this, but he was still very satisfied with the one big and one small who looked very pleasing to the sword.

Zhou Tan didn't wear a coat, and the coat was rolled into a ball, and he sat on a cushion, his hair fell loose, and his wet forehead was pressed against the wind.

It was getting colder, he wrinkled his nose, and a little red climbed up the bridge of his nose in silence.

Sword to sword again, Helian Yu loosened his shoulders, and raised his hand at him after a distance: "Please."

The bonfire was lit in the middle of the night, and He Lianyun wandered out halfway, only to see the black heads, and then rolled up the curtain to approve piles of mansion newspaper volumes.

The angle of the window is just right, you can see Zhou Tan's jumping waist, like a knotted wicker, three feet of water draws an arc of light in the night, and the clanging sound keeps ringing.

Without losing the wind, He Lianyun withdrew his eyes.

The ink from the tip of the pen dripped down slowly, his hand paused for a while, and finally came back to his senses, circled the ledger book that looked like a ghost painting handed over by Yu Jintian, and said "Yes."

Tens of thousands of taels of silver are like flowing water. If you give it and give it again, military expenditure is always a bottomless pit. You can't see the end after filling it in and filling it in. But the flag in the north of Yanshan Pass has been raised again. beaten.

Zhou Tan is much more generous than the Zhongzhou Chamber of Commerce. The Zhongzhou Chamber of Commerce set up its headquarters in the capital of Nanjun, but it has no sense of belonging to Nanjun. Money, nothing else is discussed.

It’s just that the business owner seems to be a bit more partial to Zhou Tan, and he doesn’t treat his own children so affectionately. He supports and helps all the way, and even boxes of cherries have to be distributed from the shops in various state capitals. I circled my thoughts, feeling a little uncomfortable in my heart.

Nanjun is too far away, after all, there are layers and layers of window paper, what can we use to pierce through?

Zhou Tan was still playing his sword against the wind outside the window, and there was another person on the other side.He heard the wind blowing past, and his eyes locked on the opposite blade.

The north wind at night was no softer than the south wind, and when it was strong, it was even a bit like a knife. His shoulders were flattened, and the heat from his neckline was entangled with the wind.

The sword rises again.

"boom--"

When the knife came over, he turned around, imitating Sai Siduo, and pressed his legs against the back of the knife.

He was light, so the pressure he brought was naturally not strong enough, but he was fast, very fast, as fast as a cloud, floating up and down again.

The three-foot water broke through the air and touched the opposite neck, the pulse was transmitted through the blade, and it was beating.

"Pretty..." Sai Siduo jumped up and clapped his hands: "It's so beautiful."

This somewhat showy style of play has always been exclusive to Shen Shanqi. Others don't have much thought, and it is too difficult to learn. Zhou Tan, she raised her eyebrows, and after a few glances, she still remembered it clearly.

"I'll leave it to you..." Zhou Tan waved at her, smiling unscrupulously, then he raised his collar: "Come again some other day."

He headed back to the tent against the wind, the crowded camp did not give him a separate tent easily, a low bed could accommodate two people, a little lamp was burning, and the cast figure could be vaguely seen, obviously today's Dibao Not yet approved.

Zhou Tan stopped in front of the door. He stepped on the muddy water under his feet, put his feet one after the other, subconsciously returned to his robe, and turned his collar straight up.

The wind was getting stronger, he didn't go through the front door, and rolled back onto the couch, with his half-wet hair on his temples, and put his head on Nong Sangshu.

He Lianyun listened to the sound, paused for a while, and then went to correct a pile of desk books.

But when the news of the present world came, not long after the person lay down, the light outside the screen had not been extinguished, and the coughing began to sound so dark that the lungs almost flew out.

Although the bones of the body are a bit damaged, they are still healthy bones and flesh, and the proportions are in good order.

The great shaman and the military doctor were brought back and forth by He Lianyun to take a look at them, and they all said "there is a lack of energy and blood" and went back muttering.

No one said how bad the law was, and neither of them said how to cure it.It looked lively, but He Lianyun always felt a little bit uneasy.

It was true that he controlled this person a little bit harshly, even a little bit unreasonably, but Zhou Tan didn't really fight much, just gliding around like a fish, coquettishly, and occasionally even be called well-behaved.

In Chun Tingyue, he frowned slightly, how could he break into many palaces smoothly and unhindered.Could it be that in the depths of the forbidden palace, there are poisonous roots?

He Lianyun couldn't see the mansion newspaper anymore, he folded the map, stopped and turned to look, Zhou Tan squatted behind the screen with his head shrunk, coughing with a look of lovelessness, even with his head held high, They all drooped down like dried pickles.

"Did it blow?" After guessing again, the neckline was wide open, and the mole jumped out again to block the eyes.

"I only played for a while." Zhou Tan argued, turning his head to look at the expression of the person above his head.

He faintly smelled the alcohol on his body, and shrugged his shoulders a little to hide it.

"sit down."

Zhou Tan sat down in response, without arguing at all.

"Hair..." He Lianyun pointed to the water on top of his head: "Why is it still wet?"

The towel was hanging by the bed, and it was picked up with one hand, and it was wrapped in the head. Zhou Tan almost didn't continue to wear it in one breath. He said in a muffled voice, "You, will you wipe Helian Yu's head like this?"

"What?" The Maharaja was a little shocked: "Who are you talking about?"

"Here." Zhou Tan pointed out the window, the wheel battle hadn't stopped yet, the people at both ends had taken off their outer armor, each with tattoos and flowers, and they could almost see the steaming sweat and heat in the air.

He Lianyu carried the knife on his right shoulder, the old wound on his shoulder was still visible, and there was a curved red scar stitched with iron needles, which looked a bit like a centipede.

"The crooked moon in the broken moon part, and the Huokoufeng mountain in the Huoshan part, how come there are swallows?"

Zhou Tan hangs two legs and leans against the low table. He recognizes one by one, and takes a closer look with his bright eyes. I am afraid that he has never been so serious in school.

The twelve tribes have been mixed together for more than ten years, and Nanjun is still called the twelve tribes, but looking at it now, only the survivors of the Huoshan tribe and the Poyue tribe still wear tattoos to declare their identities, and the rest are dressed casually. , With or without tattoos, it all depends on your own mind.

"Shen Shanqi, that's the emblem of Shen Shanqi." He Lianyun rolled up the edge of the scarf and held down the loose hair, the water was still not dry: "Da Yanjun's private army, wearing red armor Most of the purple armours are them."

He paused for a while, thought for a while and added: "A little ostentatious, almost all of them."

Zhou Tan burst out laughing: "What about Mr. Yu, too?"

"The gold mine is in his hands, the account transfers under his hands, and the military expenses and business routes are all in his hands. But he is not a martial artist, and he doesn't know how to hold a knife."

"Give the lifeline to an outsider?" Zhou Tan crossed his knees: "His hairpin is too familiar, Yuchuan jade, and it's the brocade generation, Yuchuan Yujia?" Instead of hiding, he moved forward and supported his body.

With their chests against the back of their heads, the two turned their heads to look out together. Yu Jintian's red body was not very conspicuous in the fire, but his voice spread far away: "New knife! It has not been reinforced! Cut it lightly! Is it broken? Someone pay you a new one. Bastard, it's all money! Money!"

"It's Yuchuan Yu's family, a child of the same family."

"My uncle..." Zhou Tan laughed, his eyelashes trembling: "He is really good at forcing people to leave Nanjun and run north."

Yuchuan's Yu family has a collection of thousands of volumes of books. It is rumored that the Guoyun library where the world's culture gathers is located under the Sanqiu osmanthus tree of Yu's family. There have been several great Confucians in the former dynasty in the family, and they are quite famous among the imperial students. The Zhousong family is a scholarly family on an equal footing.

One Song in the east and one Yu in the west can take away [-] to [-]% of the white-clothed scholars in the court.

Yu Jintian, Zhou Tan read the person's name again, turned his head around, and explained in a bit of a babble: "Account, if you want to remember your own, do you plan to make a deal?"

"A little bit." He Lianyun took away the drenched towel, bowed slightly: "You want to teach me?"

"I don't need to use an abacus." The tail was still up, Zhou Tan reached out and tapped his chest: "Just count."

"it is good."

The author says:

I ate too much tonight, I can barely sit down hahaha, my stomach is full of Dongpo meat.

The tears in the lower vertical fork all flowed out of my mouth hahaha.