My wife is number one in the world

However, the signature was indeed Liu Mingzhi. Looking at the ink marks on the rice paper, it really looked like a new work. Is it really him that Deng Tuzi came to the academy yesterday?

Qi Yun absentmindedly picked up another piece of rice paper and looked at it.

"Sound the flute in Jinling on a spring night."

"Who's jade flute....... Who can't afford the love of hometown."

Signed: Dalong Dynasty Spring... as a gift to the world.

Qi Yun said to herself: "The only person in the entire Dangyang Academy who likes to use the flute to play the willow melody at night is Sister Yun Shu, is it really because that dude heard the sound of Sister Yun Shu's flute last night and expressed his affection Poetry wrote such poems that have been passed down through the ages? Is this really a dude?"

For the first time, Qi Yun had doubts about Liu Mingzhi she heard about.

Qi Yun put down the high-quality rice paper and picked up the grass paper on the side. Compared with the first-class rice paper, the grass paper was not as elegant, but Qi Yun was shocked again.

"Young and young leave home and the boss returns... The spring breeze does not change the old times."

In the spring of the 26th year of Xuande in the Dalong Dynasty, Liu Songwen, a book boy in the spring of Xuhai, wrote the ravings of the young master.

Qi Yun hurriedly put down the straw paper, and couldn't wait to pick up the rice paper beside her: "The pen is like a dragon, and Fang Qiu is slammed, and the force penetrates the back of the paper. This is a great calligraphy. I have been shocked by the quality of the poems. Why did I ignore that the calligraphy of this poem is also top-notch?" product."

Picking up three parts of the poems and comparing them carefully: "All of them are the best works of homesickness. Ordinary people can't write a poem like this in their whole life. They only leave home for a day, and they are still young. Boss Hui, returning to the hometown has not changed the mane hair, what is it? Or you have really reached the point where you can blurt out a splendid article, and a casual poem is an eternal article."

Qi Yun went back to her desk in despair and splashed ink with pen and ink, and the seven big characters of the playboy Liu Mingzhi came into view vividly.

"What's wrong with me, how can I write his name."

"Xiao Song, did your mother forget to lock the door when you went out? The young master has several hundred taels of silver in his baggage. If you lose it, the young master will send you to the palace to face the Holy Spirit."

"No, young master Xiaosong can guarantee that the door will be locked when going out."

"Fart, the evidence is conclusive, the door is open and dignified, it's not that you forgot to close the door, maybe a burglar has entered."

"Master, maybe a thief has really entered."

"Fuck, the young master's silver...is not...African brothers?" Liu Mingzhi looked at the black boy in front of him in astonishment.

Qi Yun looked at the familiar and unfamiliar playboy in front of her with a complicated look. This was the second time she saw this person in a strict sense.

"Alexander's expedition? Magellan and Columbus sailed around the world?" Liu Mingzhi waved his hand and looked at his African brother who was staring at him.

Qi Yun looked at Liu Mingzhi who was talking nonsense strangely, thinking about how to break the embarrassment of meeting for the first time.

"As expected of an African, why is Brother Fei's pectoralis major so well developed?" Liu Mingzhi stretched out his hands to Hei boy.

"Ah... ah."

"Let go of my young master."

"what............"

Chapter 13 If You Don’t Get Drunk, You Can’t Become Talented

I can't help turning into a stubborn national treasure, waiting for you with a washbasin. When I was young, everything was too ignorant.

Young Master Liu held a basin of clear water and a white towel on his shoulders, licking his face like a dog, kneeling and licking at Qi Yun who had just woken up: "Master Qi Liang, you are getting up so old, may I cross this line? Does the thread send you the toiletry stuff?"

Liu Mingzhi had two dark circles under his eyes, like a giant panda, and with a bruised scar on the corner of his mouth, he was indescribably happy.

Looking at Qi Yun, who was dawdling, Liu Mingzhi's hands were a little numb after holding the water basin for a long time, Liu Mingzhi secretly ruthless: "Black boy from Africa, young master, whether you are from Alexander's Eastern Expedition or Magellan Columbus sailed and dared to beat the young master, and when the young master left the academy, he would immediately bring someone to let you know why the flowers are so red, and I will beat you out of your body and seven souls to the sky."

Squeeze the sore panda eyes a few times, Liu Mingzhi complained and looked at Liu Song who was standing beside him with an unrecognizable expression, a signal appeared in his eyes.

You can't even beat a black boy if you don't make it into a weapon. What's the use of raising you, young master.

Liu Song touched the bruise on the corner of his mouth, looked at his young master aggrieved, and showed a bitter look as if to say, "It's not that we don't work hard, but the enemy is too cunning, wrong, but the enemy is too powerful."

Winking to touch the wound, Liu Song took a deep breath and said to himself: "Mother, this black boy is really ruthless, he only hits people in the face. It's a pity that Young Master, his handsome appearance, But all rely on this to eat."

Qi Yun put on her shoes and moved her hands and feet up and down, feeling very good. This is a habit she has developed over the years, and then she looked at Liu Mingzhi, who was respectful and resigned: "Brother Liu, let your name touch Jinling City. The eldest young master of the rich family is here to bring me tea and water, so you won’t be wronged if you are busy waiting around.”

Liu Mingzhi jumped up: "No, of course not. Brother Qi Liang is brave and powerful, with extraordinary bearing. At first glance, he is like a dragon and phoenix among people. Although Brother Qi's reputation is not obvious now, I believe that one day Qi Liang will The brotherhood is famous all over the world and admired by thousands of people. When the time comes to spread that I, Liu Mingzhi, have served Brother Qi, it is my honor, Liu Mingzhi. I am impressed by Brother Qi's glorious image. I, Liu Mingzhi, are like a spring breeze. reason."

"The surname is Qi, it's okay to beat the young master, and you dare to humiliate the young master like this, just wait, the young master is now being played by a shrimp in the Longyou Shoal, and the tiger is bullied by a dog in Pingyang. It's time for blood to pay."

Qi Yun narrowly looked at Liu Mingzhi, who dared to be angry and did not dare to speak: "Brother Liu, don't you plan to endure the humiliation of your younger brother just because your current form is not as good as others, and will take revenge for this arrow in the future? "

The wooden basin in Liu Mingzhi's hand trembled, and he thought: "My lord, I hid it so deeply, how did he see it, and did he miss something?"

"Don't dare, dare not. Haha... Didn't the sage say that a gentleman will take revenge for ten years... no... no..."

Liu Mingzhi couldn't stop, but he couldn't figure out why.

"Ten years doesn't matter? Brother Liu said it!"

"No, not in ten years, not in 100 years, not in a lifetime, Liu Song, the young master is very generous, what should I say."

"Unrestrained husband."

"Yes, Wudu is not a husband. I, Liu Mingzhi, guarantee that I am absolutely convinced by my personality, and will never dare to mention revenge."

Qi Yun put her hands in the sink, took two handfuls of water to wash, and took a mouthwash: "Brother Liu, you agreed to serve me for a month, but you and I have never lived together, so serving my younger brother before and after the saddle, my younger brother is in I can't bear it. You and I live in the same room, and my little brother is uneasy. Well, my little brother is not an unreasonable person. I promise my little brother one thing, and my little brother can pretend that what happened yesterday did not happen, and treat Brother Liu sincerely. "

Liu Mingzhi shuddered when he looked at Qi Yun's enthusiastic eyes, and a chilling picture appeared in front of him.

"Brother Qi, as the saying goes, a man would rather bend than bend, one day is straight, and one's life is straight. I, Liu Mingzhi, have a life of three feet, and it is not a pity to die, but if you want me, Liu Mingzhi, to surrender to yours in order to survive. Longyang is so good, you are delusional."

Liu Mingzhi rebuked Qi Yun righteously, Qi Yun's face darkened, his fists clenched and cracked, staring at Liu Mingzhi fiercely.

"What are you going to do, the young master warns you not to mess around. God gave you the Sea God Needle, but you use it as a shit stick, so you won't be afraid of thunder."

"Ah, flax fell, please forgive me."

.......

Liu Mingzhi clutched his bleeding nose: "Brother Qi, didn't you just let me write a poem, trivial matters are nothing to worry about, do you care?"

Qi Yun pointed at a landscape painting on the wall beside her desk with a dark face: "I write a poem on this painting. If you talk nonsense again, I will keep you from getting out of bed for ten and a half months."

Liu Mingzhi trembled, curled up and looked at the landscape painting: "Use this painting as a poem?"

Qi Yun nodded calmly and did not speak.

Liu Mingzhi turned his head to look at Liu Song, who was timid. Liu Song hurriedly lowered his head and did not dare to look at his young master.

Liu Mingzhi started scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks, his heart felt like it was jumping up and down, and he muttered, "Painting, landscape painting and poetry."

"What if I don't do well?" Liu Mingzhi looked at the black boy in front of him cautiously.