The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 167 Crouching Dragon and Phoenix

  Zhao Changhe was so overwhelmed that his old face turned into an eggplant.

   I really thought it was "knowing the meaning of sword and sword at a glance", it's fine to deceive others, but this time I even deceived myself.

   Did you really learn those things by yourself? It is the gold foil that has repeatedly slowed down and signaled dozens or hundreds of times for you to imitate!

  Besides, the comprehension of martial arts and these seem to be really different things... The brain thinks it will be good, but it will be useless in one hand.

   "What... I, I'll come back another day? First, go tell the maid a story..." Seeing that the string was broken and unable to play, Zhao Changhe made a poor excuse and ran away like his life.

  Tang Wan watched him leave with a stern face, until he turned out of the water pavilion and could no longer see anyone, then suddenly smiled "puchi" and said in a low voice: "No wonder they get along well, he is clearly a big boy."

  Baoqin is crying: "My strings..."

   "Bao Qin, don't cry, don't cry, sister will beat him up for you tomorrow."

   "Miss, will you be with this stinky bear, woo woo woo..."

   "No, Zhao Changhe is the man Tang Wanzhuang will never get. Good boy, his face is crying."

   Baoqin raised his head, tears streaming down his face: "Miss, do you really want him?"

Tang Wanzhuang was stunned, and laughed dumbly: "But there is an allusion to Yinghe, let's see where you are going. It is not so much that I want him, it is better to say that Daxia wants him, but it is best...not to be a prophecy .”

   As he spoke, he got up from his seat and wanted to go out.

   Hugging Qin Qi said: "Miss, where are you going?"

"Gusu still has a lot of things to do..." Tang Wanzhuang sighed wearily: "He is in a hurry, and he is always restless. Why don't I? Steal this floating life for half a day, listen to a story of him, and recall the past. I can't tell whether Quqinyin is meditating for him or resting for myself."

  ...

  Zhao Changhe returned to his guest courtyard in a hurry, but was stunned when he entered the door.

  Sisi was lying on her bed, sleeping soundly without any image.

  Zhao Changhe remembered the topic he asked casually in the morning... Maybe she really had no place to sleep last night, where did she meditate all night?

   Judging from her beauty, she is unlikely to be an ordinary person in the ancient spirit tribe. She obviously has good nutrition and does not need to do rough work. She felt that she was Duan Yu, she guessed that she was the little princess before and she didn't deny it, so it should be. But why would a little princess run out to suffer?

   And what she has no morals does not just refer to matters of etiquette and modesty. For example, when I pressed her to kneel down in Bailian Temple back then, she really did kneel down, which seemed inconsistent with the little princess. How could there be such a shameless princess...

  But no matter what, the two of them have fought side by side at this moment, and they are already friends. If she wants to speak and can speak, she will naturally speak, and forcing it will make it difficult. Zhao Changhe didn't think too much about it at this time, he pulled a corner of the thin quilt on the side, covered her slightly, and then sat by the window to read a book.

  The sound effect of that song is really good. I am very calm at this time, and I don’t feel much in the hot summer. I can read books that I couldn’t read after reading a few lines in the past, but now I can read them...

  Looking back on the past, not only was he in a hurry, but he was almost exhausted.

slow down…

   Haste makes waste.

  The blood demon entangled in the body and the Lingtai, unknowingly breathed like a flat lake, Zhao Changhe even felt that the next attack cycle would be delayed a lot.

   Sisi on the bed opened her eyes, looked down at the thin quilt covering her body, and then at Zhao Changhe who was reading quietly by the window.

  At first, I was full of resentment, but it subsided unconsciously, so I just watched him reading quietly, without saying a word for a long time.

   "Are you awake?" Zhao Changhe turned a page of the book and said casually, "Did you read this book before going to bed?"

Sisi took a look and saw that it was a pair of elementary teaching, and said: "Yes, Zhongtu humanities, I also wanted to learn before, but I still think learning martial arts is more important, and I don't have time to touch this. Listen to you It’s only after telling stories that it’s interesting to learn a little bit, so I took a look at the enlightenment book of their servant girl.”

   "How? It's fun, right."

"It's okay to have fun, it's not very meaningful." Sisi got up lazily along her hair, showing off her exquisite and beautiful figure, but found that Zhao Changhe didn't even look at it, rather winking Throwing it to the blind man was boring: "Hey, don't you think the pair is more interesting than me?"

"I didn't feel interested in it before, but when I calmed down, I found it interesting." Zhao Changhe said leisurely: "There is wine in Jianghu, but no poetry, and there is indeed something missing... Daxia has Tang Wan makeup, which can be regarded as making up for it. This lack."

  Sisi was shocked: "You are talking to me, but you are thinking about Tang Wanzhuang!"

  Zhao Changhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm talking about the poetry and painting she represents, not about her. You are less educated than me."

   "Our little girl from a different race is certainly not as beautiful as Jiangnan, the head of the Tang Dynasty!" Sisi gritted her teeth and said, "But such boring things as poetry pairs can be easily seen at a glance, so what's the big deal!"

  Zhao Changhe was also shocked: "You can do it at a glance? Isn't it the same as I thought learning to play the piano was easy?"

  Sisi said: "Isn't it just an antonym or a synonym? What's the problem? Like you Zhao Changhe, I heard that you killed a traitor named Wang Dashan before. It's a pity that you are not a couple."

  Zhao Changhe said silently: "I also feel that he is very against me, so my cultural level is actually at the same level as that of foreigners?"

  Sisi said: "So isn't it that simple?"

   "Long river is good, how about changing something difficult? For example...sailors on the river?"

   "Ham."

  Zhao Changhe: "?"

   "How is it? Are you very intelligent?" Sisi smugly put her hands on her hips: "Why don't I test you to see if you are as smart as me. Um... just intelligent, why not?"

  Zhao Changhe was silent for a while, then slowly said: "Idiot?"

  Sisi: "?"

   Crouching dragon and phoenix chick look at each other, and at the same time put on a straight face.

Sisi finally realized that this thing is not simple, it is not just an antonym, but she refused to admit defeat, and said with a straight neck: "What's the use for the pair, those people are full of beautiful flowers, it's amazing to see The heads are big, is your Tianlong Babu interesting? Hurry up and continue telling the story, it’s rare that you have time to talk farts here, don’t finish the story, and don’t be interrupted by any old aunt at that time. Not going well."

"I've been tortured by you so much that I don't want to tell it anymore. A story is a story, without any insinuations. I'm not a fairy brother, and you're not Jiumozhi either. If you continue to listen according to your brain circuit, the original meaning of the story is completely lost, and it's not true if I tell it. taste."

   "Then at least tell me the story of this maid who can change her face?"

   "Well, you must first make sure that this is not you, otherwise I dare not speak."

   "Okay, okay, it's not me." Sisi approached and shook his shoulder: "Master, hurry up and talk."

"However, it is said that Duan Yu met a tough man in a restaurant..." Zhao Changhe finally started to talk. In fact, he really didn't want to talk about it. The love between a maid who can change his appearance and a bold and rough man, Sisi didn't think it was him. Zhao Changhe is a ghost, no matter how he sounds, it is just a molestation.

   And he was very shameless, talking about Uncle Qiao with pride, like a **** of war. Who wouldn't think that Zhao Changhe was selling himself and boasting? Returning to the Beggars' Gang, returning to Beiqiaofeng, why don't you just say Beimang Shanzhai, the traitors squeezed the owner of the village away, right?

But Si Si is so good that she never interrupts when listening to the story. She just rests her pink cheeks and looks at you with big eyes admiringly. .

  It wasn't until the story stumbled that Qiao Feng killed A'Zhu by mistake, and made a promise with cattle and sheep, Sisi's expression finally changed, and she looked at Zhao Changhe as if she wanted to strangle him to death.

  Zhao Changhe had no choice but to stop the story, sighed and said: "So, this is not an insinuation, I am not that level, let alone make up such an ending for you, right... This is someone else's story."

   "Is that why you don't want to disguise yourself as someone else?"

   "Well... there must be certain factors."

Sisi thought about it for a long time, and whispered to herself: "Whether you made up the story or not, in my opinion, you really have a little bit like Qiao Feng... But unfortunately, apart from being able to disguise, Sisi , not even the slightest bit close to A'Zhu, if you want such a considerate maid, you can ask Tang Buqi to ask for another one, which is more suitable than me."

"Hello…"

  Sisi smiled narrowly: "I didn't say you made it up. How dare you say that you don't want such a little maid? It's a pity that you are surrounded by Ah Zi."

   "You're not finished, are you? Who the **** is you!" Zhao Changhe clenched his fists, making a gesture to beat him up.

  Sisi put on a defensive posture.

  The two were about to fight together, when Tang Wanzhuang sighed outside: "I don't intend to disturb Mr. Zhao, but I'm afraid everyone's leisurely rest is coming to an end."

  Zhao Changhe was startled: "What's the situation?"

"The Tang family who are in charge of guarding the exit of the Sword Emperor's Mausoleum urgently reported that there was another tremor below, and it seems that something happened." Tang Wanzhuang's tone was also a little helpless and tired: "It's only been a day, and your injuries are not completely healed, and you just Start to meditate, I really don't want you to touch these things in a short time... But if I don't call you, won't you be unhappy?"

  Sisi immediately lost her mood for fighting, and her expression became dazed again.

  Zhao Changhe also felt that the world was urging him a little deliberately, and he was a little suspicious that the blind man was doing things. There is no such thing as being idle. I just calmed down to tell stories, learn piano music, molested and teased the little maid, and it was quite comfortable to play and fight. It turned out that it was only a day, and things started...

  It seems that the previous soldiers and horses were exhausted, did they also have a deliberate taste of fate?

   Urge yourself to grow up, don't care if your potential is overdrawn and exhausted, leaving behind hidden dangers. If it wasn't for Tang Wan's make-up point, I'm afraid I would never have thought of this level.

   But there is nothing to worry about when you think about it. In troubled times, how can there be so much free time?

Thinking of this, he also smiled: "Why do you need to be deliberate about movement and stillness? Do things when they are done, and rest when you are done. After you know what your problem is, you will naturally put it away. Anyway, the Tomb of the Sword Emperor always needs to be explored. After finishing this After that, I will learn the piano with you."

   As he spoke, he turned around and picked up the dragon sparrow by the window, carried it on his shoulders and strode out the door: "Let's go, playing the piano, I am a bear embroidery, this is my stage!"

  (end of this chapter)