spoiled to death

After all, Yu Wenjing was spoiled and raised, and her kung fu can't be hard enough to learn anything else. She would pretend to cry twice when she picked up a large weapon, and her mother especially didn't want her to get hurt, so she only found soft weapons and weapons for her. Other internal strength methods, resolutely prevent Yu Wenjing from getting calluses on his hands.

"My Jing'er was born to be loved and loved by others. Your father and I will protect you forever. Martial arts and other things, you just treat them as hobbies. You don't need to practice real martial arts. I will send the most powerful People will protect you, you just have to do what you like."

Therefore, most of Yu Wenjing's internal skills were directly passed on to her by others, she is not very good at mastering them, and she is not good at handling heavy weapons, but she is very good at practicing light skills and hidden weapons.

The child looked hungry for a long time, his hands and feet seemed to have only bones left, and he had no physical strength at all. Yu Wenjing chased him in two or three steps.

She didn't say a word after she chased him, and just kicked the child's back knee.She was strong and had no reservations, so she directly kicked the very thin child to the ground, with a plop, the child's teeth were bleeding, and it seemed that the ankle was dislocated.

Then Yu Wenjing stepped directly on the other person's back, and pulled out one by one his own money from the child's skinny hand. Yu Wenjing also spent a lot of effort.

Then she spread the copper plate in her hands to show the child a look, and threw it into the inland river that flows through the entire capital.

With a few soft bangs, the copper plate immediately disappeared into the water.

The child looked blankly at the place where the copper plate disappeared, and then suddenly started howling, and struggled very hard to get up from Yu Wenjing's feet.

Yu Wenjing exerted more force, and directly moved her foot from the child's back to the face, and then she said disdainfully: "Hey, child, I am teaching you, don't just grab other people's things. Also, my Things will always be mine, even if I throw them away, they will still be mine, and a pariah like you is not qualified to touch them."

The child continued to struggle a few times, then cried and howled: "But you obviously don't need it. I've seen you a few times before. You always forget to take the money, and you don't pick up the money after it's dropped. You don't want it anyway." , what does it matter if I take it?"

Yu Wenjing covered her ears and didn't want to hear the howling ghosts and wolves, and then she thought why the child's words always felt a little strange?It sounds wrong, but I can't refute it.

She had to move her foot away, turned the man over with her toes, and then stopped.

This is obviously a girl, and she is still a very beautiful beauty. The eyebrows, eyes and face are already so beautiful now, and it is uncertain what kind of beauty they will grow into in the future.

So Yu Wenjing swallowed what he was going to say, and immediately changed his tone, very softly: "I'm just kidding, what are you doing so seriously, I stopped you just to tell you that you need to ask for other people's consent to get money in the future Ah." She lowered down and helped the child up, and then gently wiped off the ashes on the man's face with her hands, "Now I agree, how much more do you want, I will give it to you Bar?"

She is really confusing when she is gentle, which is why people often forgive her endlessly when they see her gentle face after being teased by her.

The child was still sobbing from crying, and then said intermittently, "I can't ask for your money."

Yu Wenjing still had a smile on his face, but he began to feel annoyed in his heart.

These people are always so hypocritical, they ran so fast when they robbed money, and you really wanted to give you money, but you started pretending to me again, and started not wanting money. If you don’t want money, why did you take my copper coins in the first place?

She hated this kind of behavior very much in her heart, but she held back the beauty in front of her, and asked as gently as possible: "Why? You should know me, right? I am the only daughter of General Yuwen. I am rich, so you don't have to be afraid." .”

The child shook his head: "No, I took your copper coin because I knew you wouldn't pick it up, so it's not considered receiving money for no reason. But you don't get rewarded for no merit, I can't accept the money you give directly."

This little girl seemed to be a little educated, maybe she was the daughter of a poor family, Yu Wenjing curled her lips, holding back her contemptuous expression.

Thinking of this, Yu Wenjing was even more disdainful. She should be the daughter of some poor scholar's family. Looking at it like this, she is self-sufficient, and she doesn't look at what she looks like now, whether she is worthy of this nobleness.

Yu Wenjing hates those sour scholars very much. She prefers warriors like her father, who dare to fight and sacrifice and sacrifice for the country and family, instead of only knowing to recite poems at home at night to mock the status quo of the government and the opposition but have no actual actions. Sometimes he even pretends to be mysterious to acid people who are better than him.

That's why she didn't like literary etiquette since she was a child, but she was rebellious here, the more she hates it, the more she has to figure it out, so she can know where the weaknesses of these things she hates are, so she reads very seriously, those piano, chess, calligraphy and painting Although she didn't like it, she never troubled her.

Because of subjective emotions, even looking at the little girl's face began to feel ugly and tired, so Yu Wenjing waved his hand, looking very tired and mocking: "Fine, whatever you want, anyway, don't let me see you again in the future."

She changed her face very quickly, and the little girl's emotions that had just calmed down began to become tense again.She clenched her skinny fists several times before she ran up to Yu Wenjing, lowered her head and said, "But you can buy me as a handyman, so that I can take my selling money in a fair manner. Do a good job as a servant, and you will never be disappointed, I know a little about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and arithmetic is no problem."

She spoke in one breath, and didn't dare to look up at Yu Wenjing, but looked at her dirty toes alone, feeling very panicked, and even had a kind of desperate bravery and broken cans.

In fact, if she looked up at Yu Wenjing at this time, maybe she would regret what she just said.

Yu Wenjing's expression at this time is actually very complicated. There is still a smiling mask on that face, but the eyes are cold and cold, with a kind of probing and consideration, and finally turned into a kind of inevitability. irony.

She looked down at the two curls on the head of the buried man, and slowly smiled with the corners of her lips curled up.

"Okay, since that's the case, let me just give you a name, right? Well... Can I call you Qiuji?"

Thorns of thorns.

My No.12 autumn thorns.

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