Tianshui Pavilion is a famous restaurant in Baizhan City, which sells high-end medicinal cuisine. It is only two miles away from the "White Plum Garden" where Hua Tiannu lives.

Qiu Changtian accepted the invitation, and it turned out to be Xuan Zhigu. Although the words were polite, it was really a challenge. If you go, you will face the challenge. If you don't go, you will admit defeat.

The first person sent the greeting card and then retreated, while the other person holding an iron box came forward and opened the box: "My husband has another gift for you."

In the box, is an... embroidery needle!

This embroidery needle is very delicate, but it is also a weapon. Although it is not very powerful, this embroidery needle was sent to show off my skills. I clearly told Qiu Changtian that if I don’t have this ability, I won’t use it tomorrow.

Just admit defeat.

Qiu Changtian sneered repeatedly, twisting the embroidery needle with his fat fingers: "Go back and tell Xuan Zhigu that I will be there tomorrow!"

The four of them bowed slightly and turned around.

Huang Shan on the side grabbed the embroidery needle and said: "Old Qiu, can you do it? This Xuan Zhigu looks difficult to deal with. If you can't do it, just admit defeat. Anyway, I think your old friend is fierce this time."

What a blessing!"

Qiu Changtian glared at him angrily and said angrily: "I will definitely win tomorrow!"

He snatched the embroidery needle and crushed it casually: "Xuan Zhigu, this idiot, dares to show off his skills in front of me. If he loses tomorrow, his parents won't recognize him!"

Just as he was talking, a simple and low-key carriage came quickly, and the window opened to reveal Ming Yuanyuan's pretty face, full of worry: "Mr. Qiu, what will happen tomorrow..."

Qiu Changtian waved his hand: "Don't worry, I'm sure."

Ming Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief. This battle with Qiu Changtian was crucial. Whether he would gain the upper hand or lose his morale would depend on him.

In fact, not only Qiu Changtian has no confidence in her, Ming Yuanyuan himself also understands that it is difficult to defeat Huatiannu. Her biggest reliance at present is Qiu Changtian. If Qiu Changtian loses, she really has nothing.

Hope.

Ming Yuanyuan chatted with Qiu Changtian for a while before going back. As soon as she left, Qiu Changtian wandered around outside Song Zheng's door. Song Zheng got tired of looking at it, put down the book in his hand and said, "What's the matter?

explain."

Qiu Changtian's face turned red, and he came in embarrassedly and said, "Master... how about letting Yuanyuan come to your house and be your servant?"

Song Zheng said angrily: "Look at this house, where is there still a shortage of people?"

The servants include two true gods, Zhao Mang and Huang Shan, and Zhang Donglai's envious successor.

The coachman has a long autumn sky, the cook has a dozen people, and the maid has a thousand clouds.

Qiu Changtian rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "We still need a gardener. Let me tell you, our little Yuanyuan is very good at gardening. I will take you to Nanfang Building to have a look and you will be happy."

I know, every garden is taken care of by little Yuanyuan himself, so it is like spring all year round..."

Song Zheng interrupted him impatiently: "What are your plans?"

Qiuchang Tianshuang said like an eggplant beaten: "I have thought about it, even if I can defeat Xuan Zhigu, Ming Yuanyuan cannot be the opponent of the flower goddess. It is impossible for me to promote her to the imperial court.

But you can do it, sir."

"Our little Yuanyuan's biggest wish is to enter the imperial city, and I, I want to help her realize this wish."

Song Zheng was a little surprised. He looked at Qiu Changtian and asked, "Do you really like her?"

He has always felt that Qiu Changtian is an old pervert, and there is a huge age difference between this old pervert and Ming Yuanyuan. He is enough to be Ming Yuanyuan's grandfather.

Qiu Changtian jumped up as if his tail had been stepped on: "How is it possible that I, Qiu Chantian, have spent my whole life walking through flowers and leaves without touching my body! I just... look at the little girl's pity..."

The more he spoke, the softer his voice became. Song Zheng waved his hand: "Forget it, there is no shortage of people at home. Why recruit so many people?" He picked up the book and continued reading. Qiu Changtian went out helplessly.

In less than a cup of tea, he was wandering around outside Song Zheng's door again, but Song Zheng ignored him. Until dinner time, Qiu Changtian couldn't help himself and came in: "Master, read a book

Woolen cloth."

Song Zheng didn't even raise his eyebrows: "If you have something to say, say it, and if you have something to say, let it go."

Qiu Changtian said bravely: "Master, just help her."

Song Zheng asked calmly: "What is the content of the oiran competition?"

Qiu Changtian suddenly became energetic: "Singing, dancing, and art..."

Song Zheng waved his hand to interrupt him: "I'm not good at these things at all. Even if I want to help her, it won't be of any use."

"No!" Qiu Changtian resolutely said: "I have confidence in the master!"

Song Zheng couldn't laugh or cry. Where did these people's inexplicable confidence in themselves come from? He waved his hand as if to shoo away flies: "You don't like her, why are you so worried? Just go out if you have nothing to do, and don't disturb me reading.

"

"Oh." Qiu Changtian went out again, looking extremely confused.

After dinner, the old pervert came again and seemed to have made up his mind: "Master, if I admit that I like her, will you be willing to help her?"

Song Zheng asked: "Have you ever thought that once she becomes the oiran of the imperial city, will she still get along with you?"

Qiu Changtian sighed: "I have thought about it, she... just has this wish, and I will help her realize it no matter what. As for what happens next, let it happen."

Song Zheng looked at him: "She is so much younger than you, you are really a... beast!"

Qiu Changtian blushed, but he acquiesced. He also felt that it was quite a beast, but why was he so excited?

Song Zheng added: "Even if I agree, I'm really hungry and can't help her."

Qiu Changtian doesn't care so much: "As long as you agree!"

Song Zheng was helpless: "Okay, I promise you..."

"Thank you, sir!" Qiu Changtian was so excited that he knelt down with a plop, kowtowed three times, then got up and ran away quickly.

Song Zheng shook his head. This old guy still kowtowed to himself when he became a groom. He didn't expect that Yuanyuan would do the same for Ming Dynasty.

He thought for a while and summed it up in one word: "Cheap!"

Qiu Changtian immediately went to Nanfang Tower and told Ming Yuanyuan the good news. However, Ming Yuanyuan was not as excited as him. Ming Yuanyuan and Song Zheng had similar views. This was an oiran competition, and Song Zheng agreed to help.

What is the use?

Huatiannu invited Xuan Zhigu to suppress Qiu Changtian. Who could Song Zheng help her suppress? Even if she suppressed him, the final victory or defeat was still between her and Huatiannu.

In Baizhan City, everyone knows about the contest between Qiu Changtian and Xuan Zhigu tomorrow. Of course, the people of Baizhan City hope that Qiu Changtian can win, but Xuan Zhigu took action to improve the Sky-shattering Hammer.

Let everyone understand that the strength of the two is not at the same level. Tomorrow's battle will inevitably end in Qiu Changtian's disgrace.
Chapter completed!