Thunderbolt, my brother can't wait!

Meng Qianxun, who came back from the remnant forest, collapsed due to the wind and cold, and what left her speechless was that her illness was not caused by blowing wind and drinking tea with Huangfu Xiaochan, but because she wished to return home' Surprise ', give chic to the.

The big speechless incident, who was in his room in the middle of the night, saw a snow-white statue that looked exactly like himself, and couldn't get rid of half of it.

Not to mention the environment of Youyan Zhengfu at night, it can be copied to the creepy environment of going to the haunted house!

At night, Meng Qianxun opened the door and came to her room, and she sent the maid Changchun to prepare bath water for herself. She entered the door and lit the lamp, and saw in the dim room, suddenly, the curtains were silk and windless. Automatically, there was a woman standing in front of his bed. Meng Qianxun raised his eyes and saw that the woman still had her own face, and there was a strange "squeak" sound from the window, and the room began to gust of wind.

In this way, it was noon the next day after Meng Qianxun regained consciousness.

Only then did she know that the statue placed in her house was a gift her brother wished to bring her.

Statue, he carved it himself.

The weird noise was because he wanted to give her a surprise. He broke her window when he moved the statue. If the window was not closed tightly, of course there would be wind blowing in.

With such an explanation, does everything make sense? Meng Qianxun lying on the bed opened his eyes. Don't see Kuanghua's treatment.

It's pink bubbles for others, but it's a bowl of bitter medicine for her.

Meng Qianxun leaned on the bedside to drink medicine, and listened to Henbufeng tell her about her experiences during this period of time. What made her feel funny was that after being "reformed" by her, Henbufeng didn't show any mercy, but He suddenly became a friend of women. Everywhere he went, he listened to the troubles of the local girls and daughters-in-law, and then tried his best to help solve them.

The Distressed Women's Federation should have incorporated him.

He wished he didn't know what his sister was slandering her, he himself was surprised why Meng Qianxun couldn't think about going to the Confucian school.Her body can't support any normal activities for normal people, and she can't wait to remove the white meridians on the orange petals in her hand, and the emotions in her eyes are obscure.

Doesn't she know the price of every overdraft? Of course she knows, everyone knows about it, but why does she not care so much?

Is the sweet talk about cherishing my life for my family all lies?

He wished he could hand her the peeled oranges one by one on a plate, and when he saw Meng Qianxun took it with a smile, and then she asked him about interesting things during the journey, he rarely felt helpless .

For his father, Jia Minggong, he wished that he had only a sense of thinness since he was a child. Apart from being aware of this man and the word father on his body, he had no other redundant feelings, except for his sister Meng Qianxun, who could make him feel He feels no sense of belonging to his family except for a kind of warmth and peace of mind.

Jia Minggong is ruthless, he himself is passionate, but he wishes to know that he and Jia Minggong have the same indifference in their bones, but the younger sister is a different kind in the family. The father is vigilant to his daughter, and the daughter protects his son. Their family is really strange, and they hate each other I was thinking that if Meng Qianxun hadn't been pestering him since childhood, whispering in his ear, what would he look like.

Being a flower protector, being a gentleman, is just a trick to make Meng Qianxun happy, because keeping a happy mood can make people live longer, so I wish I could do it.From childhood to adulthood, he has been the best at understanding women's minds. This is something that he only discovered after he left home and met other women.

Well, of course, I also met many women who recommended themselves as pillow seats. There are many golden and handsome knights in the world who always please women.

But this kind of superficial and short-lived sexual pleasure is very contemptuous. Whether it is the obsession and teasing in the flower house or the wild wilderness, in his eyes, there is no difference, it is just a game between men and women.

As a good brother and a good man, he would not do anything that would damage his glorious image, not to mention that the consequences of this would make his precious sister sad.

Hate. Male virtue. Unacceptable, today also stick to their positions!

After he ate the remaining half of the orange in his hand, he went on to say, "Yes, I also helped a girl who lost her footing on the way. She paid the old man for money, but I didn't expect to drink with the old man in the middle of the night." For things like tea, why doesn't she think about the ethics of a man who keeps girls chatting all night long."

Then he waited until the final word was reached, and concluded, "At first glance, there is no manly virtue, and the hunger and thirst are unbearable! I am not comfortable in the room!"

While speaking, I wish I could still observe Meng Qianxun's expression, but I didn't find a trace of shyness or eagerness to defend my sweetheart on her face, I wish I could stop for a moment, so why is Lin Zhu really a friend?

Unexpectedly, Meng Qianxun felt that her knee had been poked out, and Zhuge Liang could have borrowed an arrow from her straw boat to her knee. This poor child is here to blame something!

It's so dangerous, she doesn't know that the lack of feelings of hate has never been better, but it's just that she has been playing her since she was a child, and it's not worth it after weighing the consequences. After Meng Qianxun knows, she might choose to love her Well, the old lady washed the garlic, this method.

Meng Qianxun is still lamenting that the talent she hates to meet is added to the scope of caring for women. I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse in the puppet show.She couldn't guess that Henzi, who had grown up, had been dancing on the verge of being bad for several years.

She looked sadly at Heng Bufeng who finished eating the orange in her hand, and said sadly, "It's all your fault, I can't even eat an orange happily, a real person is like a statue, why don't you give it to me during the day!"

Wishing to say unhurriedly, "If it wasn't for the good oranges you bought, and the doctor said you could eat some, you wouldn't even touch this angry thing."

"Internal injury plus wind and cold, even if someone helps you with the internal injury in front, don't you know how to cherish your own body?"

Meng Qianxun choked, "I will pay attention next time."

How should I put it, there are more important things in this world than my life.

Hean Bufeng said again, "I don't even know why you want to go to the Confucian school, it would be nice to be a rich and idle person."

Seeing his displeasure, Meng Qianxun held the hand of Huanbufeng and said, "I just can't sit idle alone. Besides, the Confucian school is very good. They are all literati and poets. There is an atmosphere of talking and laughing. My heart is happy."

Besides, being in the world of Confucianism is also helpful to grasp the time. San Xiantian has made quite a few appearances in these plays.

I can't wait to see her tone, but she said with a firm attitude, "I can't do anything with you, your body, just treat it as a way to relax."

The two brothers and sisters are happy and harmonious, while Jia Minggong on the other side laments how the gap between the children of his own countrymen is so huge.

Indecisive and timid, how could she look like a child of the sword?

I thought too much back then. In these years, she can’t do anything except dancing and practicing martial arts. In Jia Minggong’s mind, the matter of Meng Qianxun disappeared like a shooting star across the night sky, so it is more important for him to concentrate on dealing with it. It's time to get down to business.

"This month, 10 taels of gold and 100 taels of silver are recorded in the account. The books are barely enough. Recently, business has become more and more difficult." Accompanied by the sound of the abacus, Jia Minggong calculated this month's income on the table. In the hearts of those who want nothing to fill, they are afraid that "business" will be difficult to do no matter what.

He wished that when he walked in, the scene he saw was like this, but he was not in the mood to be an 'understanding' child to go along with it, so he stood aside and waited for Jia Minggong to finish everything.

"You are here, you have made some progress in martial arts, don't let me down later."

"do not worry."

I wish I could finish my answer, follow Jia Minggong to the martial arts arena, and after rehearsing my own swordsmanship, I will receive a few comments from him, and everything will be over.

Meng Qianxun heard Changchun tell her that he wished that after being pointed out by Jia Minggong, his face hidden in the curtain immediately became gloomy. This person's endless calculations really make people feel sick every time ah.

Let the plot come quickly, before Jia Minggong gets the fountain of immortality, he will completely solve the future troubles, and finally retire before the emperor of Qitian is approaching, which is the best ending planned by dragging his body.

The moonlight tonight is the same as last night, but the mood of the people illuminated by it is completely different.

Time flies, and turmoil continues.

Today's difficult situation is still tortured by non-stop suffering, but for the Confucian people, today is no different from tomorrow. Work and overtime are their daily routine. After all, Shulou Longsu does not support subordinates who eat nothing.

First, there was an accident in a small department of Confucianism Tianxia, ​​and then Longshou lost his subordinates, and then he became Longshou and was dragged into trouble by his friends, and then it turned into the fact that Longshou took advantage of the trend and planned for the vertical and horizontal .

When Meng Qianxun was working, she had a good time eating the boss's melons. If she had the ability to be a dragon head, the mere Jia Minggong would not be manipulated.

While correcting the documents, Meng Qianxun took out her thermos cup, took a sip of wolfberry chrysanthemum tea, cleared away heat and eyesight, pinched the bridge of her nose to cheer herself up, and then she put her energy back into work, these fancy official documents , Turn over a few large pages of documents, remove the greetings and flattery to the dragon head, remove the redundant descriptions of scenery, weather, exotic flowers and animals, remove the poems mixed with them, and pick out the specific content and copy them It can be handed over to the superiors on paper.

Alas, I'm really tired. Meng Qianxun's work in Confucianism is so ordinary and cumbersome. She and her colleagues make fun of it and call it "taking the best of it". present it.

Near noon, Meng Qianxun's morning work was over, and she was moving her stiff shoulders and neck when she heard the wailing of her colleagues.

"When can I have a holiday? I haven't gone outing for a long time to enjoy the scenery. I haven't even gone to poetry fairs as much as before!!!"

Again, after Meng Qianxun let out a small 'poof' sound, she smiled lightly and said, "Hey~ our loyalty to the emperor is much better than those idle, stupid worms, you just let me Complain~"

"A woman who doesn't understand style."

"Oh~ So, are you a man who wants to compete?"

After the words fell, Meng Qianxun's expression became sharper. It wasn't that she was telling jokes. None of the colleagues who work with her so far can beat her. Her skill of swinging an ax is becoming more and more proficient~

Fighting is still too much for a literary youth. She couldn't help snickering when she saw her colleague's folding fan shake and freeze. Chatting during the lunch break can always relax her body and mind, not to mention that she is now receiving Fetion.

Sunlight passed through the window and hit Meng Qianxun's jade-like cheeks. The light and shadow intertwined between her long eyelashes as dense as a crow's feathers. She didn't know what was written in the letter, and her eyebrows were smiling.

Tsk tsk tsk, seeing her like this, the fan-wielding scribe came to tease her again, "I said friend, it's been a long time since you have been expressing your affection from afar, when can we drink your wedding wine?"

As soon as he said this, the others immediately laughed.

Meng Qianxun put away Huangfu Xiaochan's letter, and said, "Vulgar, we are talking about business, can't we talk about other things when we are young?"

It couldn't be more interesting to talk among literati. Everyone was enjoying themselves, and the next second they received an order, saying that the Confucianism sect was temporarily disbanded, and it was broken up into pieces, waiting for the order from the dragon head.

Meng Qianxun frowned. It seemed that the time had come for the bloodthirsty event, and soon it was the stage of sword traces and swords and halberds to defeat demons. The time has finally come.

And during the long vacation of the Confucian sect, the salary will not be deducted. What a touching and secure speech!It's great that she can join the Confucian sect world! ! !

Immediately, Meng Qianxun packed all the money and ran back to rest, and then started counting the days day after day.