Chapter 389 How terrible is the Confucian scholar who eats soft rice hard
"Brother Rong'er, you mean... they did it on purpose?"
"Two meanings." Zhao Rong nodded.
He tapped his finger twice on the wrinkled nose of the little beauty in his arms:
"The first meaning is the same as your random thoughts, thinking that I have a special hobby, that I like this kind of woman who is cold in front and charming, gentle and trembling in the back... ahem, I like such a woman.
"After all, I am a son-in-law. According to their thinking, it is inevitable that I will not be able to straighten up, and I will be a little short of breath in front of you and Qingjun. Therefore, I will have control over the fairies who admire or even worship me and actively attach themselves to me.
All the refreshing feeling, the kind that you are addicted to and can't stop.
"So I carefully selected a similar one to show my sincerity.
"They asked me to be her true love other than Fairy Su, and throw myself into her arms. Well, to be honest, I don't know whether Fairy Su really believed it or pretended to believe it, but I was very interested in every word she said.
I only believe half of a word."
Zhao Rong smiled and patted Xiao Qian'er's thin jade back with his big hand.
When Zhao Qianer saw her sweetheart calmly analyzing her, she immediately stopped making trouble, hugged him with both hands, and listened quietly with a small face.
"On the surface, this King Li Xian seems to have given me a gift without any reason, so that I can accept it with peace of mind. He is very sincere, but in fact, there is a second meaning behind this thoughtfulness and sincerity.
"That's...a little 'warm reminder'."
Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes and said jokingly in a certain tone: "Mr. Zhao, in order to give you a gift, we have investigated very hard. We know that you have a cold and arrogant sword fairy lady in your family. So the family situation, glorious achievements and so on
, now I know a little bit about you, we are so familiar with you, how about making a friend?"
Zhao Qian'er's pretty face suddenly turned cold, "Do they dare to do something to Miss? Dare they threaten us?"
In the narrow stairway, sword energy suddenly overflowed. The moonlight falling through the thin window paper and falling at Zhao Rong's feet would occasionally outline the shape of a flying sword. It passed by in an instant, but it was difficult for Zhao Rong to distinguish where the flying sword was with his naked eyes.
Zhao Rong looked around curiously.
He touched the face of this ‘fried little kitten’ with his hand and shook his head with a smile:
"It's not a threat. After all, they took the initiative to come to our door to give us gifts and beg us. This is a release of goodwill.
"It's just that the entire situation in Dali was controlled by a grand ceremony of enshrining Zen, and being controlled by me, an ordinary outsider Confucian scholar, ultimately made them feel uneasy.
"So, this roughly brings me back to a position of equality. The two sides are not on the same level. Only I can control their destiny, but they don't even have a chance to fight back.
"Well, both sides are afraid of each other, so cooperation can be more stable..."
Zhao Qian'er tilted her head, and her delicate face took the initiative to rub his rough palm.
Her tone was arrogant and scornful:
"How dare they even have the guts to lay a finger on the young lady? Do you really think that, as the book says, only those who have not grown up are called geniuses? Do they know that behind every genius of the Taiqing Prefecture, there are many seniors who are secretly behind them?
Can you protect the road?"
Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Well, how many seniors are protecting our Qingjun?"
The little girl raised her chin and recounted her family treasures: "Old Master Liu of Taiqing Mansion, Mr. Mo Xuebai, and several other deputy masters who are very fond of the young lady have made an appointment with me as the Yue Pavilion Master of the Tianya Sword Pavilion, and that
Mr. Zhao, who admires the young lady very much, is the leader of the Zhao family in Wangquezhou and the old patriarch of the Duyou Zhao family...
Brother Rong'er, you and the young lady are the glorious 'Destiny Black Birds'. Now, the Zhao family in Wangquezhou has only the young lady left alone. The young Zhao family from Anling Kingdom has unfortunately passed away.
, Miss is outstanding. The little Sikou of Jiange Sikou Mansion is a senior of the same clan, and the big Sikou is said to be an old swordsman who came back from Kundu. He is very close to our Zhao family, and he even took the initiative to find Miss not long ago..."
Zhao Rong listened silently, remembering some names in his heart.
Xiao Qian'er raised her little fingers proudly, "And..."
"what else?"
The little girl suddenly reacted and glanced at someone, "And... and... I won't tell you, huh."
Zhao Rong coughed slightly, it turned out that the lady was so tough backstage.
Especially the young Sikou Zhao Qianqiu of the Sikou Mansion, he was very impressed. After all, on the Qingfeng Pavilion ferry, he was a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers and had anal sex. He rescued a certain silly little fox demon.
I know that little Sikou who has sword marks on his face and seems to have a bad temper, do you still remember him...
In addition, a few days ago, Zhao Rong remembered that Qingjun mentioned to him that a big Sikou was looking for her.
Qingjun said at the time that the old man came to her mainly to apologize to Qingjun for what happened to Jiang Chebai at the foot of Youshan Mountain.
In fact, Zhao Rong and Qingjun usually don't talk about their own private matters. However, because it involves a love rival who is not threatening, Qingjun made it clear to him the purpose of Da Sikou's visit, probably because he is afraid that he will think too much about it.
, this made Zhao Rong feel very warm at that time, what a fool, madam.
At present, he had made speculations about these seniors' protection of the Tao before, but he had always tacitly agreed not to ask. It is estimated that Xiao Qian'er, who has been following Qingjun, knew it clearly.
"I think these people are not stupid. They probably know that a Taiqing Mansion genius is difficult to deal with."
Zhao Rong nodded seriously: "Qingjun here...hehe, I believe that when they find Qingjun, his expression will be very exciting, and he will be even more afraid of me."
He sighed, there was a wife who was the most prodigy of the Taiqing Palace, and her life was so boring and boring. So, Meng Daozheng, you actually asked me to divorce my wife, how many independent Confucian scholars are there who don't eat soft food?
Beautiful...I believe you.
Now it seems that it is clearly "how terrible are the Confucian scholars who are forced to eat soft food".
Zhao Qianer suddenly hammered Zhao Rong, pretending to be coquettish and said:
"Hmph, do you know how powerful the young lady and I are? Brother Rong'er, if you dare to bully us, I will let you know the swords of the seniors..."
Zhao Rong grimaced, "Well, is this how the seniors who protect the Tao use it? They still take care of the family affairs of the old Zhao family."
"Puch~ What a fool!" Xiao Qian'er couldn't help laughing and pinched his nose.
She smiled and said seriously with a small face:
"Brother Rong'er, you don't have to worry about Miss, don't have any worries, just do what you want to do. If people like Dali have evil thoughts, they are barking like dogs.
"The existence that can hurt the young lady in Taiqing Mansion must be at least in the seventh realm, and it must be a sword wielder. As for the young lady leaving Duyou City and out of the sight of the seniors, if you want to threaten the young lady's
For safety, it is all wishful thinking that the enemy is lower than the Nascent Soul Realm. The lady’s trump card... is quite a lot. So, not to mention this small Dali, are there any Nascent Soul Realm monks?"
The little girl who seemed to know something shook her head.
Zhao Rong was quiet for a while, nodded slightly, then shook his head slightly, "I have my own sense of discretion."
After a pause, he ignored the topic.
He narrowed his eyes and said:
"The meaning of this move by King Li Xian is nothing more than to tell me that when making choices about certain possible things in the future, don't be too decisive and push people to death. Otherwise, as long as you are careless,
Just the presence of an enemy who is a high-quality martial artist and is determined to defeat everything makes me and the people around me sleep uneasy.
"What's interesting is that King Li Xian is now in the same camp as the Dugu family. His method of attacking the mountain and shaking the tiger by hiding behind the good intentions of giving gifts, does the Dugu family know whether it represents a joint decision between the two of them, or is it...
Was it something he did privately?
"In addition, regarding this conferment ceremony, does he, like the Dugu family, hope that it will be held smoothly so that the young emperor can rule in a legitimate and legitimate manner... What is the current relationship between the Dugu family and Li Mingyi? Does the latter have second thoughts? Still
There is that Zhou Dufu..."
Zhao Rong spoke slowly and slowly.
Xiao Qian'er listened with her eyebrows slightly raised, and the appearance of a certain mighty man in a python robe at the dinner table where she prostituted herself not long ago came to mind.
She remembered that at that time, it seemed that the big Si Le Mujin and Xue Can were always talking to Brother Rong'er, while that Li Mingyi watched silently throughout the whole process, occasionally smiling, and before leaving, he patted Brother Rong'er's ass.
Except for the conspicuous clothing, there is no sense of purity.
Zhao Qian'er frowned... I didn't expect that the gift sent by the Regent of Dali contained so many things, or that all the things he wanted to say were actually in the gift. Brother Rong'er...
She couldn't help but said: "Brother Rong'er, did you see what he meant at that time?"
Zhao Rong nodded calmly.
"The gift from Li Mingyi, um, to Fairy Su, whether I accept it or not, the 'warm reminder' he included in it has already been delivered, and it doesn't matter whether I accept it or not.
"So, let's not give up this Fairy Su who may be a little shaken."
After making a joke, he paused and said with a smile:
"A lot of things can be seen from the two fairies sent by the two parties. This trip to the Great Departure seems to be starting to become interesting.
"Li Mingyi is currently a bit unclear. What does he want to do? Is he to be a virtuous king who will be remembered forever, or does he want to embroider an extra claw on his python robe.
"And the Dugu family is the one who took the initiative to invite us here. For the Zen ceremony, it can be said that she is very sincere.
"The Fairy Luo she sent may not have that name, but it doesn't matter. She was obviously a crescent-moon divorced girl in the past, which is a very special existence in Li Di. I heard that she still has faith and so on.
I want a woman to be extremely pure. It is estimated that no man has ever enjoyed the treatment like me of being separated from a woman at the end of the month.
"Dugu's move may have broken some of the principles within the Lefang Division, so she used her so-called identity as a widower to cover it up. Oh, didn't you see that the divorced women accompanying me tonight looked at me a little strangely?
Some of the beautiful fairies among them probably even ate my heart."
Zhao Rong smiled happily and pointed his index finger, "But no matter how these fairy sisters grit their teeth and glare at me, hey, I just accept it, just for fun."
Xiao Qian'er twisted her delicate body and glared at him, "Dese."
Zhao Rong continued:
"This Empress Dowager Dugu has spent a lot of money, but, although I know she is the most sincere one, I may let her down.
"Besides, we are the only one who hasn't met Zhou Dufu now. What do you think he will give me? Well, never mind him. Anyway, you and I are now the 'big villains', so I gave them all for free."
Zhao Rong joked, trying to amuse Xiao Qian'er, but the little girl didn't smile, biting her lip and looking at him quietly.
"What's wrong? There's something on my face?"
Zhao Qian'er was silent for a while and said: "In addition to the reasons you just explained to Gu Yiwu and the others in the room... is it because you choose to commit suicide because you want to protect me and the young lady? This is the main reason."
Zhao Rong was slightly startled, and gradually lowered the corners of his raised mouth. He looked at her for a while, then turned his head to look in the direction of the third floor.
At a certain moment, he nodded slightly and imperceptibly.
This stupid girl has grown up... He muttered in his heart.
Xiao Qian'er said nothing.
The air between the two of them suddenly became quiet.
Just now, she was complaining that Brother Rong'er was degrading himself and felt unhappy. However, now she discovered... that he didn't want Da Li's matter to implicate the young lady and her at all.
Also, for all the forces in Dali, if Zhao Rong is a modest gentleman who is business-oriented, while being difficult to approach, the relatives or women he cares about may be his fatal weakness.
And if Zhao Rong is seen by everyone in Dali as a greedy and romantic scholar with talent but no virtue, then he is almost a selfish person, and it is difficult to threaten him with relatives or women...
The smart and handsome girl with a flying sword named Swing pursed her pink lips.
At the age of seventeen, she only regretted that she had not grown up fast enough to suppress the entire dynasty under the mountain with a flying sword and kill everyone who dared to threaten Brother Rong'er.
Let him be at ease.
The shadow of the young lady on Su Qingdai and the warning she brought may seem ridiculous to Xiao Qian'er, but in the end, it still frightened Zhao Rong, who was fearless.
Because he couldn't afford that eventuality.
However, Xiao Qian'er clearly remembered that not long ago, Brother Rong'er looked at Su Qingdai, who was sitting on his lap and looked like a young lady, with a bright smile on his face.
Then, facing Li Mingyi, Mu Jin and others who came downstairs, he began to behave unscrupulously.
But at that time, she, who had promised Brother Rong'er to trust him, still couldn't help but feel a little grievance and complaint in her heart.
Zhao Qian'er suddenly stood on tiptoe and whispered in someone's ear:
"If you like, well, covet their bodies, then keep them. Our family can afford them, but... you don't have to like that kind of thing."
Zhao Rong was stunned.
…
The lobby on the first floor of Zuixian Building.
At a wine table in a certain corner, one person came back from whoring with satisfaction, while the other person frowned and left.
Tonight's prosperity slowly dissipated like the bright fireworks that bloomed on time in the night sky of Xingzi Town at 4 o'clock in the morning.
At the door of the empty hall, a thin figure jumped up.
A hungry little maid who ran all over the ship finally found some clear spring water and ran back happily.
She had already lit the firewood and was boiling the clear spring water. However, as she squatted in front of the stove with her hands on her hands and counted the sparks, she was afraid that the noble man would be impatient with the wait, so she came back to inform the indifferent young noble man.
At this time, the empty silence at the entrance to the hall on the first floor instantly froze the jumping little maid with missing teeth, as if a restraining spell had been cast on her.
The little maid with missing teeth shrugged her head, holding a folded pink handkerchief in her hand, passing by the silent deck and returning to the narrow and damp cabin.
The small pot of clear spring water is still burning.
The noble man who just wanted a handkerchief has left.
The small cabin was covered with a layer of orange paint by the firelight.
The shadow in the firelight was also that of a thin and slender little girl with missing teeth. She turned her head and looked at the calm lake outside the small window.
Her name is Xiaoyu, and she has grown up in this painting boat in the middle of the lake as long as she can remember.
Never went ashore.
The little fish's eyes were unblinking, looking at the lake dotted with stars, and his little hands took out a fish-shaped piece of wood from his arms.
She knew that there were many, many fish in this lake.
The little maid with missing teeth has been seen countless times from morning to night, but she has never tasted it. This is fed by the fairy shops in the town with spiritual rice, and outsiders are not allowed to catch her, let alone her, a little maid at the bottom of the brothel.
The little fish picked up the fish-shaped wood and wanted to bite it, but found that his front teeth had just fallen out, so he had to give up...
She lowered her head and glanced at the pink handkerchief in her other hand. In fact, she was helping the indifferent nobleman because she wanted to give her a last sip of the remaining fish soup on the wine table...