My wife is the sect leader

"Did you make a mistake?"

Zhao Qingmei said strangely: "No one in our family participated in the Qiu Wei, and no one was surnamed Zhou."

The red-clothed officer took out the happy announcement, checked it carefully, and said: "Madam, there is no mistake in the report. Didn't Mr. Zhou work in Jishitang before? The address of the announcement is written here."

"Zhou Xianming!?"

When Tan Yun heard this, a trace of astonishment appeared in his eyes.

The head of Qiu Wei's case turned out to be Zhou Xianming! ?

Zhao Qingmei's complexion didn't change much, she was very clear about Zhou Xianming's details.

Moreover, Li Fuzhou once told her that this Zhou Xianming is a cynical talent, if he becomes an official in the future, he will definitely be reused by Dayan Renhuang, so Li Fuzhou has a heart of love for talents, and wants to win this person into the Demon Cult.

"It turned out to be Mr. Zhou!"

"I've long since made it difficult for him."

"You know what a fart, some time ago you said that you are a scholar who is useless."

.......

When the people drinking tea in the nearby teahouse heard this, they also started talking.

No one thought that the head of Qiu Wei's case turned out to be the storyteller Zhou Xianming, which was too surprising. You must know that he looks like an ordinary scholar on weekdays, and there is nothing to attract attention.

Unexpectedly, he could be the leader of Qiu Wei.

At this moment, An Jing and Han Wenxin came over on horseback.

"How is this going........?"

An Jing looked at the scene in front of him in puzzlement.

Why did the official who announced the good news come to his house? Did he go to the wrong place?

"Mr. Zhou Xianming won the ringleader, and he filled in your home with the address of the announcement."

Said the guy at the nearby teahouse.

"what!?"

Before An Jing could speak, Han Wenxin trembled and fell off the horse, stammering, "Who do you think has won the ringleader?"

"It's Mr. Zhou Xianming." The official who announced the good news was stunned for a moment and then said.

When Han Wenxin heard it, he quickly said, "You didn't make a mistake, did you? Look at the name carefully. Don't make a mistake about such a big event. It will be unlucky."

The little official who announced the good news heard that he took out the good news again, and carefully confirmed it.

"This is Jishitang, right?"

"Yes."

"Is there a handyman named Zhou Xianming here?"

"That's right."

Han Wenxin thought about it, Zhou Xianming took Zhao Qingmei's money, and said that he would work part-time to pay off the debt...but he said he was going to study, so he didn't come to do anything at all.

"That's right, it's Mr. Zhou Xianming."

The official who announced the good news put his hands together, put away the good news, and then nodded.

"Gudong! Gudong!"

Hearing this, Han Wenxin's face suddenly turned mournful, and his whole body seemed to be petrified.

How could it be possible that the old man was actually the leader of Qiu Wei! ?

Is this the sun coming out from the west?

"Han Butou, don't forget, you said that if I win the ringleader, you will drink up the water of Yuzhou River. Han Butou spits a nail every time he speaks, so he shouldn't be lying, right?"

At this moment, a narrow voice came from outside the crowd.

Chapter 110

Ji Shi Tang.

On the dining table, there are duck waists, hot and sour potato shreds, soft-shelled turtles everywhere, winter bamboo shoots and magnolia slices, braised yellow croaker.

Han Wenxin looked downcastly at the good wine and food on the table, feeling inexplicably that the wine and food would suddenly become stale.

His heart is kind.

He hoped that Zhou Xianming would have a good life, that he would have wine to drink, food to eat, and a bar to go to.

But he didn't want Zhou Xianming to have a better life than him, to drink better wine, to have more dishes on the table, and to have a higher-grade gourd than him.

It makes me sadder that my friend made money than I did not.

Oh, this is human nature.

Zhou Xianming said sarcastic words while holding the vegetables, "Han Butou, eat more, or you will drink up the water of Yuzhou River later."

"This dish can't stop your mouth?"

Han Wenxin suddenly lost his temper, and his fists creaked.

Seeing this, Zhou Xianming shrank his neck in fright, fearing that he would be beaten up if he walked out of Jishitang, so he didn't dare to speak anymore.

"Okay, let's eat the vegetables first."

An Jing was at the side trying to smooth things over, why did the two seem to pinch each other when they met.

As the old saying goes, if a dog bites a dog, why bother?

An Jing seemed to have thought of something, and said, "By the way, Tan Yun, haven't you learned some new dishes? Hurry up and show them to Brother Han and Mr. Zhou."

Tan Yun was eating rice, when he heard An Jing's words, he raised his head in a daze.

"I don't think it's necessary!"

Han Wenxin and Zhou Xianming said in unison.

Seeing the tacit understanding between the two, An Jing couldn't help but said: "You are welcome, Tan Yun's cooking skills are very good."

At this moment, they shared joy and shared a little empathy.

Zhao Qingmei also covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

Han Wenxin said with a sneer: "It's okay, the appetizers made by the younger siblings are enough."

"Yes, yes, I can't finish eating, why bother Miss Tan?"

Zhou Xianming also nodded his head.

The last crab feast was still fresh in their memory. An Jing said that it was Tan Yun's unique sashimi.

They don't know what sashimi is, but they do know what it is.

Is this something people can eat?

Little Heizai shook his head when he saw it.

When Tan Yun heard this, he immediately understood. The two of them clearly disliked their own cooking skills, and their expressions suddenly collapsed. They thought to themselves: "What do you mean by this!? Do you think I rarely cook for you? For my uncle Do more or less."

If An Jing knew what Tan Yun was thinking, he would definitely shout: No, I don't want it.

Zhao Qingmei raised her wine glass beside her and said with a smile: "Today is a very happy day for Mr. Zhou, who is the head of Qiu Wei's case in high school. The two of us toast Mr. Zhou, and wish Mr. Zhou a triple win and success."

An Jing nodded and picked up the wine glass, "Yes, the high school three yuan, when the time comes, the champion will come back."

"Then I will borrow two auspicious words, and I will definitely be the champion."

Zhou Xianming took a gulp, and then said with hope in his eyes: "After all, Miss Liyue and I have agreed that when I become famous, I will redeem myself for her."

Han Wenxin felt sore in his heart and couldn't help muttering: "It's just a brothel girl, what's so rare."

It was really hard for him to understand that Zhou Xianming, who had won the title of leader and had a bright future, fell in love with a prostitute.

"Vulgar." Zhou Xianming picked up the wine glass, his eyes full of expression, "I don't know the beginning of love, and it goes deeper and deeper. How can a martial artist like you understand?"

When Han Wenxin heard this, his stomach was full of disdain and sarcasm, and finally he could only say one sentence: "You are so stupid!"

Zhou Xianming also stared: "Han Butou, don't forget that you said that you want to drink up the water of Yuzhou River."

"Okay, drink up the water of the Yuzhou River. I'm going to the Red Pavilion first to see the water of the oiran..."

Han Wenxin paused when he said this, and quickly changed his words: "Listen to see if this oiran's song is really so beautiful."

"you dare!?"

Zhou Xianming became impatient, as if his Ni Lin had been touched, "If you want to hit me, you can hit me, even if you kill me, but if you dare to touch a single hair of Miss Liyue, I will never bear it. "

Maybe Han Wen Xinpang beat him up, and he lost his strength......

Han Wenxin ate the food and drank the wine, but his expression calmed down a lot, and he said: "You are really hopeless, you have read all the books in the dog's stomach, and you will die or live for a brothel girl, Brother An once said But if you chase a horse desperately, it is better to plant a grassland and wait for a group of horses."

An Jing frowned, he remembered that he said in the second half of the sentence: At that time, there was already a green grassland above your head.

It seems that Han Wenxin only remembers the previous sentence.

Zhou Xianming, Han Wenxin, and Li Fu are really amazing.

Han Wenxin's thinking is the same as that of most people. He has only one purpose in going to the Goulan, and that is to be an ox or a horse, as long as he is given grass.

But Zhou Xianming was different, he was there to lick, to lick the woman that others could have easily but he would never have.

He not only wanted to use the bus for private use, but also wanted to lock it again.

Li Fuzhou is the most wonderful, his mentality has reached an extremely advanced level, he plays around the world without restraint, he is a true expert.

In front of him, the realm of the two is still far behind.

It's like Li Fuzhou once said that what is learned on paper will eventually become shallow, but he never knows that this matter must be practiced. He really went to find the depth of knowledge.

Three people, three completely different attitudes towards life, namely the old dick, the old licking dog, and the old scumbag.

After a while, Zhou Xianming also calmed down, and looked at An Jing and his wife: "Mrs. An, Doctor An, after the new year, Mr. Zhou may be going to Yujing City to take the exam, and I am afraid that he will not come back in a short time. In the future Maybe they will stay in Yujing City."

An Jing was surprised when he heard this, "Are you in such a hurry?"

There are nine roads in Dayan, and Jiangnan Road is only one of them. It is thousands of miles away from Kyoto, and I don't know how much time it will take to go back and forth.

If Zhou Xianming really wanted to stay in Yujing City, he didn't know how many times he would have the chance to meet again in this lifetime.

Hearing this, Han Wenxin also stopped talking.

"I will come back when I come back, after all Miss Liyue is still waiting for me." Zhou Xianming chuckled and thought of something: "By the way, Mr. Li said that he would go to Yujing City with me."

An Jing's heart moved: "The third master wants to go to Yujing City with you?"

That's a good relationship, what should I do if I'm worried about Li Fuzhou, the scourge, even if he wants to leave, that's naturally the best.

However, the head of the Devil's Sect is running around, it seems that the Devil's Sect is really like the rumors, and there is a big movement.

Zhou Xianming nodded and said, "Yes, he said he hasn't been to Yujing City for a long time, and he has something to do."

Zhao Qingmei said from the side: "The third master told me, but I didn't care about it at the time."

Li Fuzhou has been exposed now, if he is still in Jiangnan Dao, he must be very dangerous, maybe he will provoke the top masters of Xuanyiwei or people from the Zhenyi Sect, and he himself has important things to join Dayan this time.

"By the way, where is Mr. Li?" Zhou Xianming asked.

"I went fishing on the lake, and I won't be back until tonight." Zhao Qingmei replied.

Zhou Xianming said regretfully: "That's really a pity. I originally wanted to have some academic exchanges with him."

Academic Exchange.....

Han Wenxin snorted softly beside him, scholars are treacherous, unlike us big bastards who only talk about having fun.

An Jing chuckled, and said, "Mr. Zhou, I found that your mental state is very good during this time."

"Of course."

When Zhou Xianming mentioned this, he immediately became excited: "That stupid donkey no longer comes to let me ask him to read and practice calligraphy, and I sleep soundly every day."

When Tan Yun heard this, the movements in his hands paused slightly.

"Stupid donkey!? What stupid donkey!?"

Han Wenxin asked puzzledly.