A box of exquisite mooncakes was placed on the thick ledger.
Chen Xirong was so amazed by the packaging box of the mooncakes alone that she talked about it for a long time before picking up a piece and preparing to bite it off.
Yu Qingqing swallowed her saliva while watching, and quickly interrupted: "Hey, the oil paper needs to be torn off, and it needs to be held in your hands, because it will fall apart easily. The dough is so delicious, it would be a pity to lose it. .”
Bai Song pulled him behind him: "Go and read your book."
Yu Qingqing sighed in her heart. Everything about her Bai Yueguang was good, but she was so obsessed with herself. There were so many mooncakes in a box, so what’s wrong with giving one to herself?
Bai Song looked at Chen Xirong and felt that this young lady looked pretty when she was eating. She was gentle and elegant, like a painting.
Seeing Miss Chen's movements, Bai Song's voice became much gentler unconsciously: "Does it taste good?"
"Yes." Chen Xirong nodded, and the sweetness of the mooncakes made her smile knowingly.
However, Miss Chen was not so eager. After taking a small bite, she put it down, looked at the little girl behind Bai Song, and said, "There are many more here, why not give it to her..."
"Don't worry about him. There are so many guys in your shop, let everyone have a taste. I still have it in my shop. He is in my shop all day long, how can I miss out on his food?"
Chen Xirong looked at the two people and felt that their relationship was a bit strange.
Yu Qingqing also looked at these two people, feeling sad in her heart. She wondered why Bai Song was so gentle to this Miss Chen? How could he be so cruel to herself?
"Damn Bai Song, stinky Bai Song, why are you never so gentle with others?"
Yu Qingqing felt unhappy and the mooncakes had lost their flavor.
After looking at Chen Xirong carefully for a long time, he seemed to have discovered something.
Look at the other person's, then look down at yourself, then touch your chest and quietly make an arc. I feel that the gap is really extraordinary!
Even though they were here, of course they couldn't just leave after giving them gifts. Bai Song and Chen Xirong chatted in this dark little room, detailing various things in Jixian County, and then talked about their future plans and development, and finally said Get up for tonight's show.
Chen's Bookstore has also made full preparations for the Mid-Autumn Festival. If they want to take the lead in the Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival, they have to compete with Bai Song.
After chatting for a while, the bank clerk came and said that Miss Qing'er was angry and wanted Bai Song to go back and guard the shop.
Bai Song said goodbye in a hurry and left quickly.
But this time Yu Qingqing did not follow him, but stayed in the book club saying that he wanted to read romance novels for a while.
It can be seen that after Bai Song left, Yu Qingqing hung around Chen Xirong. She was a little shy and embarrassed to speak.
Chen Xirong has been in shopping malls for many years and knows that this girl has something to do with him, and she is just a little girl!
"Girl, do you have anything else to do?"
Yu Qingqing didn't care, she frowned and asked hesitantly: "How did you and Bai Song know each other? It feels like you two are so familiar!"
"Hmm... we don't know each other without fighting, right?"
"Huh?" Yu Qingqing raised her eyebrows and became curious.
Chen Xirong yawned, took a piece of moon cake to Yu Qingqing, and then seriously told all the things between herself and Bai Song.
This was not just for Yu Qingqing, she was also telling it to herself. She wanted to sort out her thoughts and the things she had done with Bai Song.
Because she found that when she was alone with Bai Song, she didn't feel the rejection and discomfort she felt when she was with other men. Instead, she felt very comfortable and comfortable.
No one in the capital knew about Miss Chen's quirks. She also wanted to be a normal woman and not receive more strange looks.
If she can get along with a young man safely, she is willing to try to fall in love with him and become a normal woman from now on.
Chen Xirong talked for a long time, and Yu Qingqing listened very carefully, with an occasional look of envy flashing in her eyes.
This yearning is anything but ordinary.
When Chen Xirong finished telling her story, she asked softly: "Little girl, do you like Bai Song?"
Yu Qingqing blushed, then nodded without hesitation: "Yeah! But he doesn't seem to like me... He never talks to me gently, he is fierce to me every time... I just want to ask my sister, how can I
Make him want to talk to me as gently as he talks to his sister."
Chen Xirong smiled and looked at Yu Qingqing seriously: "Sister, I think you should tell him that you are also a beautiful girl at a suitable opportunity. He is very gentle to every beautiful girl."
Yu Qingqing frowned, knowing what this sister meant.
This is to stop her dressing up like a tomboy, but she is used to meeting Bai Song in this dress. If she suddenly turns into a girl, will it scare him? If she scares him, she will ignore her in the future.
How can it be done?
The little girl was hesitant and very embarrassed. Suddenly she looked up and saw her sister's majestic mountains. She glanced at her own and completely lost her confidence.
…
In the densely populated areas of Dongshi, there are some people dressed as Han Chinese but with foreign appearances.
These people are easily identifiable as Turks mixed in among them.
Turks have been in Beijing for some time, so it is not surprising to see one or two Turks among the crowds.
But people are always a little scared and worried, and unconsciously keep a safe distance from these people.
The emperor wants to tame the Turks and want Han people to intermarry with the Turks. Judging from the current situation, everything the emperor envisions is still a long way off.
Several burly men gathered in front of a stall selling silverware and accessories, carefully selecting small accessories worn by women. The vendor was trembling with fear and could not speak clearly, thinking that he was in big trouble.
The three big and thick men choose small items more carefully and carefully than the women, which seems a bit funny.
After choosing a few items, I actually paid and left.
This made the vendor feel relieved.
A few people seemed very satisfied and whispered in Turkic language as they walked, quite secretly enjoying themselves.
There is no one around them, but when someone appears, it is very sudden.
Soon several people stopped and raised their heads.
A thin, one-armed man stood in front of several people. He was wearing a bamboo hat and could not see his appearance.
Several people didn't care at first and wanted to go around this person. However, after they were blocked by this person several times while going around, several Turks realized the problem.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
The bamboo hat didn't respond, but just took a step forward, almost hitting the Turk's nose with the bamboo hat he was carrying.
The Turkic man felt a slight chill in his lower abdomen, and a knife hilt was pressed against his body.
"Who is your star khan? Tell me so that you don't risk your life!"
As he spoke, a murderous aura enveloped him, and even the bravest Turks on the grassland could feel the terror of this aura.
Look at that hilt again!
The faces of several Turks suddenly changed. They knew that this man must be a Central Plains swordsman who specializes in killing Turkic warriors!
More and more Turks are dying, and now Turks always go out in groups, because the incident of the swordsman from the Central Plains has begun to frighten the Turks.
These Turks are not Turkic civilians, but they are definitely not as good as the Turkic warriors who were killed before. Even if a few people join forces, it is impossible to escape from this man's knife.
Several Turks felt the danger. They had seen the tragic scene of dead Turks being beheaded.
In front of this knife, they didn't even have the courage to resist.
"Ask me again, who is your Star Khan? Where is he?"
"Xingchen Khan... is Han, we don't know where he is..."
"Han people! They are fooling the devil!"
The swordsman lowered his voice and scolded sharply. He raised the handle of the sword and the Turkic man felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen and almost fell down.
"Everything we say is true! Xingchen Khan is really a Han!"
"It seems you won't shed tears until you see the coffin!"
The swordsman's murderous intention emerged, and his hand was already pressed on the handle of the knife.
But at this moment, a group of officers and soldiers walked over from a distance.
Under the bamboo hat, the swordsman frowned, quickly put away the knife, turned around, and disappeared into a side alley.
…
Don't expose yourself while climbing the mountain. The capital city is a land of crouching tigers and hidden dragons.
At that time, Xu Hua, the greatest master in the world, went to Beijing to assassinate the emperor but failed. He knew that he was inferior to Xu Hua and had to keep a low profile in order to act in the capital.
For several days, Long Shanshan killed more than a dozen Turkic warriors, causing quite a commotion in the capital.
Before Xingchen Khan is found, he cannot be targeted by the court's masters.
It's just that Longshan Mountain is now trapped in a strange situation with no solution.
Every Turk he questioned said that Xinghen Khan was a Han.
How ridiculous is this?
Star Khan ruled the Turks and united the major Turkic tribes.
How could the Turks allow a Han to be their leader?
It was impossible for Long Shanshan to understand such nonsense. He believed that this was the answer prepared by the Turks in order to protect Xingchen Khan. Even if they died, they would not reveal the true identity of Xingchen Khan.
Until now, the only piece of information that Long Shanshan had received was repeated so many times by the Turks that he was confused. He began to doubt himself, wondering if the Turks were not lying?
Is Xingchen Khan really a Han Chinese?
Long climbed the mountain and patted his head all the way, quickly getting rid of these unrealistic assumptions.
When he reached the exit of the alley, he suddenly stopped. There were a few more people at the exit of the alley.
These people all wore the same clothes and carried the same knives. They looked like police officers in the yamen, but they all had a cold and stern aura.
Long Shanshan looked at their waists. The simple waistbands were particularly conspicuous.
"Hundred Sword Camp! Finally here!"
"Longshan Mountain, how can you be allowed to act recklessly in the capital?"
"Hmph! Just killing a few aliens, can you still alert the Hundred Sword Camp?"
"The imperial court doesn't want to cause turmoil in the capital. If you know what's going on and leave the capital under our escort, the court can forget about it. If you don't know what's going on, you may not be able to escape today!"
"You want me to leave before you find Xingchen Khan? You guys are not worth mentioning in front of me!"
"Guihai Yidaolong Mountain Climbing! Come and learn from us today!"
The conflict was about to break out, but both sides were tacitly understanding each other and had no intention of drawing out their swords. In the alley, fists and kicks were exchanged, true energy flowed freely, and sand and dust rose into the sky.