system of princes and generals

Chapter 105: Young Master, Please Stay Away

Of course Huo Guang knew her, she was the maid next to Princess Rong'an who fought him for a table at the wonton booth, although Huo Guang didn't know her name, but this face alone made him remember deeply.Also... her sturdy aura.

Qiaoer squeezed out a few words from between her teeth, "You ask why it is me? Huh?"

Huo Guang's eyes widened, his pupils couldn't help shrinking, murderous aura came towards him, he shivered subconsciously, the first reaction in his mind was to run, and he threw away his chopsticks.

36 counting is the best policy.

It was fine if Huo Guang didn't run away, but when Qiaoer ran away, she was even more furious. Last time, she sprayed wonton soup on her and the Princess' faces and then ran away. Today, she wanted to do the same trick again, but there was no way.

Qiaoer took a step forward, trying to grab Huo Guang's clothes. In terms of reaction speed, Qiaoer was relatively fast. Seeing that Huo Guang was about to run away, she hurriedly chased after him, but her opponent was even more terrifying.

Huo Guang came out of the battlefield to escape, so he must have quicker reactions and better escape skills than Qiaoer.

Huo Guang turned around beautifully, dodging Qiaoer's outstretched little hand, and when she wanted to grab it again, Huo Guang had already run several steps away.

"Stop, don't run!" Qiaoer shouted behind her.

Baldy Huo ran out without looking back, thinking, it would be strange if he didn't run, how could there be such a vicious woman in Chang'an City, no wonder everyone said that Princess Rong'an had a weird personality and a bad temper. The maids are so fierce, the master will not be gentle.

Qiaoer thought about it and continued to chase, but the restaurant owner blocked Qiaoer's way. "Girl, you haven't paid me yet."

"The money for the beef was not given to you just now." Qiao'er turned her gaze away from the shopkeeper of the restaurant, stared at the direction where Huo Guang was running, and still did not give up catching up with him.

"You haven't paid your friend's food and drink money yet, the young man who ran out after chatting with you just now."

Qiaoer slowly looked away, looked at the shopkeeper in surprise, and said angrily, "He is not my friend, I don't know him."

"Girl, I don't know you talking to him, and I saw it. It's obvious that you know each other, and it's definitely not the first time you've met.

Qiao'er stomped her feet, pointed at the door angrily and shouted loudly, "He owes me money, and I'm here to ask him for money."

"Then you also paid for this son this time, and ask him for it next time."

Qiao'er became furious when she heard such words, "Why should I pay for him, and I don't know him."

"You have to pay this money today." The shopkeeper's expression changed suddenly, and he waved his hands. A few guys appeared from nowhere and stood beside him. A strong sense of oppression, this state is even more frightening.

Qiao'er swallowed her saliva, and glanced at the few people in front of her. The hero will pay as soon as he pays, and Qiao'er reluctantly pulled out his money bag.

After paying the money, Qiaoer pretended to be calm and walked out of the restaurant, as if nothing happened.

She just took two steps, but her footsteps froze in place, every nerve in her body was swollen and full of anger, and the veins in her temples throbbed vigorously. She clenched her fists and stared at the direction in which Huo Guang was running. Huo Guang had long since disappeared. figure.

"Asshole, pay me back."

Just after paying the interest, Qiaoer heard that the beef here is delicious, so she wanted to buy some for the princess. Beef is usually hard to find. Unexpectedly, she just paid the money and was about to leave. When she saw Huo Guang, she not only let him Running away did not account for the ravioli with him last time, but he was cheated of another meal.

Qiaoer glanced at the purse in her hand, her teeth itching with hatred.

Huo Guang, who had already run a long way, stopped, looked back to see that no one was chasing him, and smiled, "Fortunately, brother ran fast."

He was also surprised, this girl must have clashed with him, otherwise, why would she haunt him to trouble him, today is considered unlucky, so be careful next time, she has to make a detour when meeting such a person.

The competition directly under the central government is very efficient, and all the people in charge from top to bottom work with great speed and enthusiasm. Although they don't participate in the competition, they want to let the big boss see them working hard and sweating during the preparation process.

In less than a day, all preparations have been completed.

"Master Zhang, should we wait for the applicants?"

Zhang Xiangkun took the bamboo slips, looked at the names on them carefully, and curled his lips, "There is no need to wait, the ones that should be reported have already been reported, and those who have not, will not come back in the future."

The little official didn't know why, and looked at Zhang Xiangkun blankly.

Zhang Xiangkun rolled up the bamboo slips and put them in the hands of the clerk, "The ones who should sign up have already smelled it, and they won't wait until tomorrow. Take it away."

Although the clerk still didn't understand, Zhang Xiangkun spoke, so he naturally didn't dare to neglect, and quickly packed up his pen and ink, getting ready to call it a day.

The two people not far away have been staring in the direction of the ring.

"Second Prince, what are you doing up front?"

"I don't know, but it seems that there is going to be a competition here. This looks like a ring for the Han people." Huan Wuping came to Chang'an for the first time, and he was very curious about everything. He only learned about it from the books of the big man. Han Dynasty culture, this time I can finally witness the beautiful scenery and humanistic customs of Chang'an City, so I am a little excited.

He couldn't help but walked towards the ring, wanting to see what happened.

Fujiwara was only in charge of following the second prince to complete the mission of meeting the emperor of the Han Dynasty. Naturally, he would not leave every step of the way. Protecting the second prince's personal safety was his first responsibility.

Huan Wuping walked to the front of the stage and asked the little official softly, "Excuse me, is there any competition going on here?"

The clerk raised his head and took a glance. He was definitely not a noble from Chang'an City, so naturally he would not take the person in front of him seriously. He raised his eyelids slightly and continued busy with his hands, just humming slightly.

The bamboo slips for registration were placed beside the table, half-opened and half-rolled.

Although Huan Wuping is the prince of the Japanese kingdom, he has been familiar with Han culture since he was a child, and he is very familiar with the characters of the Han Dynasty, and he is even proficient. He glanced at the characters on the bamboo slips, then looked at the stands, and turned his eyes back to the little official.

"Is there a Biwen Contest going on here?"

After working here for a whole day, the clerk was already very tired. Zhang Xiangkun finally said that he would call it a day and go home, but this time he came to ask questions endlessly. He didn't want to pay any attention to him at all, and squeezed out a word with a little irritability, "Yes." Put away the bamboo slips, turn around and leave.

Huan Wuping is keen on Han culture, and he has been familiar with Han books since he was a child. No one discussed it with him in Japan. To be precise, no one is more proficient than him. When he came back to Chang'an, he happened to meet here to hold a competition. missed opportunity.

He hurriedly called the little official to stop, and said excitedly, "I want to sign up!"

The little official was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his head with a little contempt, "Just you?"

Huan Wuping's face was full of excitement, "Yes, it's me, I want to sign up."

The little official looked up and down again, "Don't make any trouble, our registration is over."

Huan Wuping still wanted to say something, but the little official turned impatiently and prepared to leave.

Fujiwara couldn't see it, and wanted to argue with the official, Huan Wuping held him and shook his head, although he wanted to participate in the competition, and wanted to meet the capable men and strangers of the big man, but it would be bad if there was a conflict because of this matter.

Huan Wuping was disappointed and glanced at the arena again. Just after taking two steps, a deep voice from the stage stopped him, "Young master, please stay."

(End of this chapter)