Bab 30: Chapter 0030: Vertical Column
Vertical! "Mr. Kou was so angry that his face turned snow-white, wishing he could immediately order Jia Shi to kill him. However, he immediately remembered that he had just come over in full view of everyone, and that he had deliberately called for candles for the banquet just now. It was feared that everyone knew that Young Master Ye was receiving guests!
In this situation, killing someone, not to mention oneself, even one's own son may not be able to bear it.
Unless you can kill everyone in the store yourself.
If we don't kill him, indeed, as long as this son shouts, everyone in the county and county will know that a servant from the scholarly Yu family has sent out a private soldier to rob a commoner's daughter. If he goes back, he will probably be expelled from the Yu family in the light and executed by the family's law.
With a surge of hatred in her mind, she managed to stay a bit clear headed. She glanced at her and turned around without saying a word before leaving. Just as she was about to leave, she bumped into the boss carrying a food box. Seeing the situation, she felt depressed and said, "Ah, sir, why don't we have to have a banquet? We're leaving now
Kou Xian ignored his physiology and wanted to leave straight away, but as he listened, Ye Qing smiled and said, "Take the silver with you. This silver has stained my young master's eyes
Mr. Kou was filled with hatred, and one of the armored soldiers went back to retrieve it. The group disappeared into the rainy night in the blink of an eye.
Put it up, they won't eat it, I'll enjoy it myself, "Ye Qing instructed calmly, but her palms were sweating, staring at the rainy night in the distance with a gloomy face.
In his previous life, he was a prominent figure and had connections with prominent clans in the county, which is why he learned about these details.
The Da Yi Wu Jing was compiled by the former Da Yi Dynasty with the power of the imperial court. Each type was refined through countless trials, creating an invincible army in an attempt to regain momentum.
The iron army of the Great Yi swept through the battlefield and was invincible. The so-called rebel army, military advisors, and soldiers were all wiped out, shattering the hidden dragon that had been ignited.
And Dao Jun and Tian Ting were able to endure it, but did not directly send the Heavenly Army to descend.
The will of heaven was to manipulate people, but there were no such means. Only fifteen years later, Emperor Yi Ping was assassinated by a warrior, and the Great Yi Dynasty, which was supposed to be revived, suddenly fell apart. The new dragon entered the court, violating the precedent of conferring the title of Duke and Marquis of the previous dynasty to extend the family line. He issued an edict to kill all the royal families of the previous dynasty, which was extremely tragic.
Although the Great Yi has been destroyed, this martial arts scripture has leaked out. Even now, it is not an ordinary person who can inquire about it. It must be a county within a county.
This thought makes one tremble with fear.
But in my heart, seeing the boss set up the table, I calmly sat down on it and chewed, "Hmm, the taste is good
At this moment, the curtain was pulled and Qianqian came out to pour him some wine: "Young master, you woke me up
It's my fault. In order to wake up this incident, I deeply apologize to Miss Qianqian. "Ye Qing's expression was as mournful as a princess, and her eyes secretly looked at Qianqian, which was very false.
Don't be like this... "Qianqian saw his expression and burst into tears, sobbing as she said," I heard what you just said... Young master, from what you said, I knew the other person had a big background. Qianqian is just a little maid and can't afford to be defended like this
Nonsense! "Ye Qing angrily rebuked, wrapped his hand around her waist, and pulled her closer:" Even if it's a maid, it's my own maid, Ye Qing. Don't bother with anyone else
Qianqian's face was not moved, and her eyes were fixed on Ye Qing seriously. She just said, "Young master... Young master is good to Qianqian, and Qianqian cannot be without conscience, which has implicated Young master
Ye Qing restrained her smile, her gaze darkened slightly, but her face was heavy. In an instant, a sense of awe and murderous intent appeared on her: "Qianqian, listen to me, don't doubt yourself. I, Ye Qing, am Ye Qing. Even if there are various twists and turns, I will not go against my heart or intention - I said I will never give up on you, and no one can take you away unless I am prepared to never die
Qianqian, you are my person, and I will never let go. If you say that again in the future, I will be really angry
After hearing these words, Qianqian stopped talking. She just lay in his arms, feeling his warmth. Tears quietly fell, and soon they became wet.
Ye Qing didn't speak, and he didn't take it for granted from the essence of the Earth. Even after experiencing his past life, he couldn't completely let go. Every time, he felt two completely different worlds overlapping on him and spontaneously tried to merge.
This kind of superposition sometimes brings him help, sometimes it also brings trouble, sometimes it's both trouble and help, just like this time.
Moreover, this matter is not as simple as it seems. It may still be related to the Dragon Lord Banquet, and the key lies with the Dragon Lord... No matter how much one tries to fight for it, all they do is have the same literary title and luck.
But what did Dragon Lord do? Is this existence, after experiencing vicissitudes and ups and downs for centuries, truly just a 'favorite literati'?
And what I like is not the Three Classics and Five Classics, but the so-called miscellaneous studies. Just thinking about it makes people tremble in their hearts.
As Qianqian gradually calmed down, Ye Qing fell into memories and gradually closed her eyes.
That day on the Huanglong Tower, every word and action of Long Jun was shown in front of me, with the slightest details.
The faint sound of water flowed past me again, grand and quiet, and then froze in a faint sigh.
The main road
In the Three Classics and Five Classics of the Daoist Sect, there is a Dao, but I have not heard of the addition of large characters. "Qianqian was somewhat puzzled and couldn't help but habitually ask," Young Master, what is the Dao
It's a kind of ultimate that encompasses everything, "Ye Qing finally realized that she had uttered this sentence and explained it.
At this moment, Qianqian didn't understand. She just stared at him and secretly wrote down this sentence in her heart. However, Ye Qing chuckled and said, "This is just my understanding. Everyone has their own feelings. I might as well tell Qianqian a story
Qianqian sat up straight and listened.
Long ago, in a faraway place, there was a kind of big merchant who had a huge wealth of their own. Due to various rules and restrictions, they could not make use of it. They sought out some small merchants, tested their abilities, and tried to lend money to them or jointly operate to help them make money. Part of the money earned went to the big merchant's treasury, so the huge wealth bypassed the restrictions and was put to use
After a pause, Ye Qing finished her introduction to venture capital and looked at Qianqian with a smile, "You are a big businessman. When examining small businessmen, what do you hope for and worry about the most
Qianqian grabbed her small purse and imagined it to be the legendary Mustard Seed Seed, with a lot of money inside. Her eyes sparkled with golden light for a moment, and she said heavily, "I hope he has the ability to make money, but I'm worried he won't pay back
Ye Qing touched her green hair and sighed, "I am such a small businessman, and all I want to prove is to start from these two aspects
With a sigh, Qianqian immediately broke free from the sea of gold and silver. She understood what Ye Qing was worried about, and this was already a stage dominated by men in the "world of power".
Is this what the young master is constantly troubled by
This is not a field that women can enter, "Qianqian's eyes dimmed as she stood up and closed the window. The wind howled and the rain pounded against the windowsill and eaves.
I still have the ability to make money, "Ye Qing took off a piece of paper and placed it on the table with satisfaction, saying," You read it
Qianqian came over next to him and whispered, "A thousand taels of clear wine in a golden bottle, and ten thousand yuan worth of precious delicacies on a jade plate. I can't eat it when I stop drinking and throw chopsticks, and I draw my sword and look around in confusion. If I want to cross the Yellow River and the ice blocked river, I will climb the Taihang Mountains in snowy darkness
At this moment, there is a magnificent image, even in the body of a daughter, it reads with a full of vigor and confidence.
She couldn't help but pause for a moment before continuing to read, "I came here to fish and sit on the stream, but suddenly I'm back on a boat dreaming of the sun
My own young master doesn't have much fishing experience, so he is using his failed fishing experience from the previous day.
With a knowing smile, she recited the last sentence: "The journey is difficult, the journey is difficult, there are many twists and turns, and we are safe today. Long winds and waves will sometimes break through, and we will sail straight to the sea
Although Qianqian was trained by her wife, she can be said to be knowledgeable and courteous. However, due to her age of fifteen or sixteen, she cannot clearly define this level of poetry and prose. She just rejoiced and said, "This poem by the young master is really excellent
Ye Qing was speechless, thinking to herself that Li Taibai had knowledge under the spring, and it was gratifying to receive such sincere praise from my family's Qianqian.
This made my face thicker, and I felt even more shameless when it came to plagiarism. I set my sights on it, and there was already a thick stack of poems like this one. This is the result of these days.
When Ye Qing wrote it, she had to choose the most suitable ones, repeatedly ponder them, to match her literary style, status, experience, and age, and achieve a level of natural beauty. The rest still had to be destroyed.
The history of this world is extremely long, known as millions of years, but due to the opening of the immortal path, talented people are all devoted to the immortal path and enjoy literary affairs. Who would be willing to pursue this knowledge?
And the most crucial thing is that poetry values true feelings and authenticity, and is generous and generous, with a subtle restraint from the immortal way. Few immortals can write top-notch poetry, but they are all dry and refined "otherworldly" and "Taoist poetry"!
However, it is not uncommon for failed literati to refine their poetry, but they always have a melancholic aura that cannot be extended. Therefore, there is a sense of despair in poetry, and it is rare for them to reach the pinnacle of elegance.
But unfortunately, Xiandao Song uses poetry as tea, and there is a great demand for poetry.
Ye Qing did not have any prophets in his past life and repeatedly encountered obstacles on the immortal path. However, he thrived in the mortal world, and if it were not for the great tribulation that oppressed the time of mortals, his fate and outcome would still be unknown. This was due to the accumulation of civilization on Earth.
In this world, it is fortunate to foresee a great disaster, and Ye Qing will never leave a civilization unattended.
Just the stack of eliminated poems and essays on the table, one by one, would shake the literary world, and were eliminated by Ye Qing just because they didn't fit the scene.
Even without any surprises, for many poems, this' little maid 'in front of us is the only and final reader.
When I had free time to fish and sit on the stream, I suddenly boarded a boat and dreamed of the sun again... Qianqian still likes this sentence the most. Did you write it the day before
Qianqian joyfully read the poem carefully, not realizing that she exceeded the happiness of all literati in the world. At this moment, she was the person closest to the brilliant civilization of another world.
I just thought about what happened a few days ago, even though I only caught a small fish... "Ye Qing chuckled and admitted, opening the door and going out:" Alright, as long as you want, I'll read it to you one by one, but now I have to arrange some things
Speaking with a gloomy expression, he said, "If I leave in the middle of the night now, even if it means risking my life, I must act openly and walk with everyone to ensure safety. This must be discussed with the shop owner to see which caravan is on the way
Wait, I'll go get an umbrella... Young master, be careful on the way, go early and return early
Qianqian rushed out of the courtyard door, handed over a prepared oiled paper umbrella, and watched as her figure was obscured in the white mist, engulfed by a stage called "Power World".
These days, the thoughts swirling in her heart finally became clear. If she continued like this, one day she would gradually drift away. She would never accept such a distance and would have to be able to help the young master... Didn't the young master say that? Everyone should strive for their own happiness, without the happiness obtained through charity.
Under the autumn wind and drizzle, Qianqian's eyes flickered, her face bulging, and she clenched her little fist tightly.
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