Naturally, these people have not read the contents of the storybook. They only think that the storybook is mostly about love, love, and love, so they directly start criticizing it verbally and writing.
Mu Qiqi parroted the words, and Jiang Zhiyue laughed repeatedly.
After Mu Qiqi finished speaking, she sighed: "I think those literati didn't expect that the words that made them disdainful were actually written by a little girl."
Jiang Zhiyue saw that she was also very interested in the storybook, so she sat down and read the next content with her.
Two quarters of an hour later, Mu Qiqi placed all the papers neatly on the table.
Then, she took out a finely crafted sandalwood box from her body and handed it to Jiang Zhiyue.
Jiang Zhiyue reached out and took it, "Huh?"
Mu Qiqi coughed slightly and explained: "Originally, my eldest brother also planned to come with us, but before the New Year's Eve, there were many things to do in the shop, so he asked me to bring you the New Year's gift he prepared for you.
bring."
"A New Year's gift for me?"
Jiang Zhiyue was a little confused. Didn't she and Mu Yingming just have a relationship? When did they know each other well enough to give her a New Year's gift?
She was not a secretive person, and she didn't think there was anything to hide, so she just opened the exquisite sandalwood box.
There was a wooden hairpin lying in the box, which was very similar to the one she bought at the jewelry store in Luo City last time.
Maybe it’s because she doesn’t know Jiang Zhiyue’s preferences, or maybe it’s because she asked for this wooden hairpin when she met Jiang Zhiyue that time. In short, at a glance, the wooden hairpin in Jiang Zhiyue’s hands now is not much different from the one she bought last time.
The only difference may be that the one Jiang Zhiyue bought last time had the auspicious cloud pattern engraved on it.
As for the one given by Mu Yingming, the pattern on it is carved with a lifelike flower bone. Jiang Zhiyue said: "I already have a hairpin like this. This one is
Jiang Zhiyue felt that she was not suitable to accept the hairpin, so she wanted to refuse.
Mu Qiqi was one step ahead of her and said before Jiang Zhiyue refused: "Since I sent it, you can keep it and use it in exchange. It would not be a good idea to return the New Year's gift."
Mu Qiqi also wanted to hold her forehead when she saw the wooden hairpin.
If Mu Yingming had asked the woman when choosing a gift for Jiang Zhiyue, she would have changed it to another one. But since they had all been brought, Mu Qiqi could only try her best to persuade Jiang Zhiyue to accept it.
After hearing this, Jiang Zhiyue did not continue to push back, mainly because she felt that it was unnecessary, it was just a hairpin. She casually placed the hairpin on the table, and it happened to be pressed on the loose pages of the storybook that had not yet been engraved.
The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they sat together and chatted.
However, reading the storybook just now may have aroused a little bit of free and easy feelings in Mu Qiqi's chest. What the two of them talked about the most were the Jiang Hu stories made up by Jiang Zhiyue.
Mu Qiqi said with longing eyes: "Are there really such free and unrestrained chivalrous people in this world as you wrote?"
The stories were all made up, but Jiang Zhiyue still seriously thought about the question Mu Qiqi said.
In the Wu Dynasty, there were rivers and lakes, and there were also knights.
The Wu Dynasty's court had very loose control over Jianghu and would not interfere with their affairs as long as they did not commit any crimes.
Jiang Zhiyue said to Mu Qiqi: "Yes, but it shouldn't be as exaggerated as what I wrote."
Mu Qiqi heard the affirmative answer and replied with a smile: "I used to think that life in this world is nothing more than following the predetermined fate or getting married, raising a husband and raising children, and obeying the parents-in-law."
"But after those things happened, and after reading these things you wrote, I suddenly felt that it would be good to walk around the world and be a free chivalrous woman."
Jiang Zhiyue naturally understood what happened, and the two of them tacitly did not say anything.
Jiang Zhiyue's thoughts were a little distant, and she said that Jianghu and Wu Dynasty really existed.
It's just that in the past few years when the Wu Dynasty was in turmoil, the court and Jianghu were involved.
The fourth prince Wu Chongwen is worthy of being the male protagonist in the original book. He conquered several forces in the world and made great efforts to win the throne.
At the same time, in a dense forest a hundred miles away.
Ouyang Ming was confronting a man carrying a sword as tall as half a man.
The man carrying the sword on his back is named Shang Ziyan. He looks strong and tall, and he is known as the sword warrior in the world.
In short, he robbed the rich and gave to the poor. He was a fairly decent person in the world, and his followers were not in the minority.
At this time, Shang Ziyan's complexion was not very good. He and Ouyang Ming stood opposite each other.
"You don't have to waste your efforts, I won't go with you people." Shang Ziyan said angrily.
"You people, when you win people over, you promise nonsense. When you get the power, you will still be like those corrupt officials, spending the blood and money of the people to build your high-rise houses."
Ouyang Ming did not interrupt him, nor did he show any displeasure at being rejected on his face. He listened quietly to what he said.
After he finished speaking for a moment, Ouyang Ming said calmly: "Why don't you take a gamble? If you are willing to use me, I can make you a promise. When the big thing is done, I will let you go free."
Shang Ziyan spat fiercely on the ground and said loudly: "I believe your mother's bullshit, and I still gamble with you. What you are doing is a traitor! I walk around the world alone and feel free, and what I do is calamity.
It is a good thing for the rich to help the poor, but he is a good chivalrous person praised by everyone."
When talking about being a good knight, Shang Ziyan was quite proud of himself.
He continued: "Follow you? You have nothing. If I follow you, my head may not be hanging around my neck one day. Whoever I love will die. I don't want to be an unjust ghost...
After Shang Ziyan finished speaking, he was about to leave. Li Da took a wrong step forward and stopped him from leaving.
Shang Ziyan glared at Li Da who was blocking the road with fierce eyes, then moved a step to the left to avoid him and leave.
But no matter whether he was going left or right, Li Da could stop him in front of him simultaneously to prevent him from leaving.
"His grandma's!"
Shang Ziyan cursed angrily, took the big knife on his back and slashed at Li Da.
Li Da immediately fought with him.
Suddenly the wind roared and the sound of swords clashing became louder.
In just a short moment, Shang Ziyan and Li Da fought for more than a hundred rounds, and they were covered in sweat in the cold winter.
Li Da wiped out Shang Ziyan's neck with his sword.
Shang Ziyan cursed, quickly sheathed the knife and moved back.
"Grandma, what do you want?!!!"
Shang Ziyan was already scolding his mother in his heart. He just came out to have fun, but he was blocked by these perverts.
It seems like this guy is going to fall into trouble today. He hasn't lived enough yet.
Shang Ziyan's heavy head was racking his brains to think of ways to escape.
But after going around in a circle, he didn't think there was any way to escape from this group of people. He looked at Ouyang Ming and thought to himself that he is a despicable villain and has no moral ethics!