The Black Sheep

There was no sound in the private room, and Zhao Ziheng stepped back silently, ready to run away if the situation was not good, so as not to be beaten again.

Shu Changfeng is well aware of Zhou Wang's temperament. He is clearly rewarded and punished in the army. If anyone violates the military order, he will have to intercede with his colleagues, and the punishment will be doubled.

He secretly squeezed a sweat for Young Master Bai, and thought: Where is your Highness who can bargain?

However, the thickness of Bai Shiqi’s face is almost the only one seen in her life. She dared to hold Zhao Wujiu's cold face and hold his arm, and she couldn’t help but succumb to the fascinating soup: "Cousin, you are a large number of adults. What can I care about as a villain It’s all to blame for my nonsense to make my cousin angry. How can my cousin need me to teach me? I too underestimate the charm of my cousin. There must be many young ladies crying and crying and wanting to fall into the arms of my cousin. ..."

Zhao Wujiu was sitting in a wheelchair, and when he lowered his head, he could see that her smiling eyes were black and white, and there were seventeen or eight thoughtful thoughts hidden in them, as if the thoughtful thoughts would fly out as soon as the eyeballs turned, he looked cold His face was almost allergic.

"Why don't you go back first, and I'll talk about it after seeing the boss?"

Ren Bai Shiqi said that the sky was falling in disorder, and Zhao Wujiu used one move to control the enemy.

He pushed the wheelchair, as if he was about to go back, Bai Shiqi suddenly panicked, clasping his arm and not letting go: "Cousin! Cousin! It was just a chance encounter in Linjiang Courtyard to alarm my dad? What is his old man recently? Jue Qian, maybe you will rest early, or don't you?"

Zhao Wujiu pushed the wheelchair to the door of the private room, and Bai Shiqi was dragged all the way to the door by him. He was helpless for his stubbornness. He simply broke the jar and asked: "I also came to Linjiang courtyard to listen to songs. My cousin came. How come I and Ziheng can’t come? Why did my cousin look at me and have to tell my father?"

Zhao Ziheng shrank in the door, only to offer her his knees-hero, admire it!

He dared to evade punishment in a shameless manner at home, but was beaten by his cousin but could only silently swallow the tears of the man.

Shu Changfeng: ...obviously the master came after you two!

Zhao Wujiu was speechless for a while by her questioning. He stared at the eloquent little guy in distress. Thinking of what she had done, he didn’t know if the Boss had a headache. Anyway, he is now in a lawsuit. .

He frowned: "Do you think... I think you are not pleasing to your eyes?"

Bai Shiqi had this advantage. He saw his eyebrows up and down. He felt that his attitude was loosened, and his thoughts of complaining seemed not so strong. He immediately climbed along the pole: "Where can I? Cousin is such a careful person? "I'm also very good at self-examination: "The cousin is kind, he wants to make me and Ziheng move forward, so I don't want me to wait for this place of fireworks." She immediately betrayed her good brother: "But cousin I don’t know, people like us who are begging for food on the Caohe River are precarious. We have wine and are drunk. But Ziheng is different--"

Zhao Ziheng panicked as soon as he heard the tone of throwing the pot, "Wh... how can it be different?"

Bai Shiqi held Zhao Wujiu's arm without letting it go, and his voice was extremely low: "After seeing my cousin, I knew that Ziheng came from a family of poets and books, and his family must be talented, otherwise there would be no cousin like this. A majestic character." She denounced the absurdity of a good brother: "How can you, Ziheng... how can you fall here? It's not good to be born at home, study and make progress, and seek fame, but you come to mess with a rough person like me?"

Zhao Ziheng: "..." This way of setting blame... is really a familiar recipe and a familiar taste.

"Seventeen you..."

Bai Shiqi blinked his eyes at him, and Da Baoyan assured Zhao Wujiu: "Cousin, don't worry! I will be with Ziheng in the future, and I must strictly restrain him and never take him to such fireworks places. time!"

Although Zhao Wujiu knew that she did everything for her to escape the punishment of the boss of the Boss, and even used self-deprecating methods, he was still surprised by the self-recognition in her words.

But to be honest, who is not the man who eats at Caohe's head and rushes forward?

This is a profession with a very high risk factor, and the gang leader and the young gang leader seem to have infinite glory. The gang fights can't suppress and endanger themselves, and all the lives of the family urinate in the Grand Canal.

He became silent, not knowing what to say.

No matter how high he was born, Zhao Wujiu has been on the sidelines for ten years. He has seen the joys and sorrows of countless ordinary people. He also knows that most people in this world are not born with a golden spoon, but are struggling to survive in this world.

"...Then you can't hang around here all day, even if you are in thorns, you have to learn to improve yourself." This sentence was exceptionally pale and weak.

Everyone in the world respects scholars, no one asks in the cold window for ten years, and once famous all over the world.

However, not all people follow the way of reading imperial examinations. For example, the daughter of Bai Shiqi could not take this road, and Zhao Ziheng, who has a knighthood, did not have to take this hard road. Zhao Wujiu finally understood these two people. Why it hits it off.

Bai Shiqi looked at Zhao Wujiu sincerely: "I understand my cousin’s kindness, but I can’t walk the road of studying and becoming an official Guangzong Yaozu. That’s how it is for the rest of my life. It’s just a little bit of fun in life when you’re free to listen to tunes, cousin... won’t even this little fun feel unforgivable, right?"

Zhao Wujiu's principle and compassion struggle with each other. For a while, he felt that a woman shouldn't appear in Linjiang Courtyard. For a while, he felt that Bai Shiqi was pitiful. She seemed to be in full swing, and she was actually under the shackles. His Royal Highness was embarrassed, and the wheelchair stopped at the door of the private room, indecisive.

Seeing the wind, Bai Shiqi pushed the wheelchair back immediately, swept away the gloom, and warmly recommended to him: "Brother Good Church knows that in addition to the wonderful singing of the little fairy girl in Linjiang Courtyard, the banquet dishes are also It's famous and good, and there are various kinds of flower-stuffed fruit wine made by Yao Niang herself. Since it is here, you must taste it!"

Zhao Wujiu left his face with a cold face, Zhao Ziheng was anxious, and he didn't know whether his cousin was persuaded by Bai Shiqi or was brewing the next storm, anyway, his back vest was still wet.

Bai Shiqi didn’t ask the little maid to wait. He guessed that Zhao Wujiu didn’t like it very much. He secretly scolded him for being old-fashioned, but on the surface he boasted that he was clean and self-contained. He only ordered wine, food and a girl who played the piano. At the level of the little fairy girl, the atmosphere is adjusted.

The excitement downstairs was heard from time to time, and the two of them could see them slightly sideways. Bai Shiqi pointed to Zhao Wujiu who was bidding downstairs and introduced the people in the field to Zhao Wujiu. She knew all the time, and occasionally If you don’t know it, guess: “Watching his behavior and dressing, treat him as a foreign merchant.”

Zhao Wujiu finally opened his mouth: "Seventeen, so it seems that you know most of the immortal guests in Linjiang? I really don't see that you are all over the world."

Zhao Ziheng was stabbed in the back by Bai Shiqi, and it took him a long time to relax. At the moment, he spared no effort to wave his sword at his good brother: "Cousin, don't underestimate Shiqi. Half of them might have drink with her. The wine."

Bai Shiqi was busy to excuse himself: "Cousin, don’t listen to Ziheng’s nonsense, I’m not...there is a boat at home, and there are a lot of passengers travelling on and off, but it’s legitimate for anyone doing business to rely on the convenience of the canal to ship goods. Business dealings." In my heart, I felt that these words were like excuses from later generations that some social men who lingered in various entertainment venues all year round didn't go home. He felt like Coke, and could only hold back a smile with Zhao Wujiu's stern eyes.

Zhao Wujiu glanced at each of them, Zhao Ziheng was a little bit embarrassed, and couldn't help but shrank his neck, not daring to say anything.

Bai Shiqi said: "We are the water transporters, so we can't skip eating, right?"

She left her to finish her words alone, and Zhao Wujiu knew that it was inappropriate for her to do this, and could not find a reason to refute it.

Empty words such as "good for you" can never solve the problem of food and clothing for one or even a group of people.

For a while, the food and drinks were ready, and the bustle downstairs finally ceased. Miss Jiang picked a 34-year-old high-profile guest from the field to bring along. Zhao Ziheng watched the burly man enviously and commented: "It's really a flower. The tea is on the cow dung. Apart from being rich, where does that person know what music?"

Bai Shiqi said leisurely: "Even if it is cow dung, it is a piece of golden cow dung!"

Zhao Wujiu smiled.

Zhao Ziheng was dumb.

Only Shu Changfeng laughed and hurriedly turned around and went out.

Not only did that hawker act generously, but he also revealed the aura of the rich all over his body. From the hair crown to the ring in his hand, the various things hanging around his waist, he only posted a few arrogant characters on his forehead: Master is not bad for money. !

Yao Niang made a lot of money today, and her exhaustion disappeared without a trace. Seeing the precious treasures in the room, she hurriedly told the girl: "The wine, vegetables and fruits in the Xiaoxian's room are the best to send. Go up, you are all up to wait, but don't go wrong, otherwise you will be careful about the skin on your body."

The little girl hurriedly responded, and came back after a while: "Ms. Yao, it's not good—"

Only then did Yao Niang remove her hairpin, loose her hair and take a selfie in the mirror. She was sad at the fine lines around her eyes. She felt bad when she heard this: "What's wrong?"

The little girl said: "Three uncles are here, and one of them is the boss of the Boss..."

Yao Niang scolded: "What am I going to do? Although Mr. Bai doesn't like Seventeen Lang's concubine, he can't help but come to our courtyard to play, make a fuss, go out." When the little girl arrived at the door, busy Called her: "Come back! Go and tell Shichi Lang quietly, let him be short-sighted, don't touch his father's mold, be careful to get beaten. In the public, it is shameful!"

The little girl responded and hurriedly rushed to the private room where Zhao Wujiu was located, only to find that the wine and vegetables inside had moved halfway, but the people had disappeared. She thought to herself: Fortunately, she left, so she wouldn't hit one place.