Bamboo Book Chronicle

With the bottom of my hand, I twisted the thread, thinking about the tenor.

This one is so strange.Xiao Yi flipped through the scroll in his hand, and when he saw someone coming, he quickly put it in his arms, and lay down on the boulder as if to doze off.

"Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi, what are you doing, you're being lazy." Someone kicked her, and with a random hand, she tore off an embroidered shoe.Opening one eyelid, seeing the red-faced person, he was so frightened that he closed his eyes again.

"You man, I hate you to death!" A heavy object fell down, and the man ran away shyly.Xiao Yi squinted her eyes, and then saw that what was pressed on her body was an embroidered mandarin duck brocade quilt, needless to say, it belonged to Fengcheng.

Embroidery work, brocade quilt?Thoughts flashed through my mind.It's a pity that she used the sword to kill enemies and slash thieves to cut through the quilt.

"What are you doing?" The cold voice sounded, and when he turned his head, he saw the slightly distorted face, which was very familiar.Why does this man look so scary?Want to come along?Some people have a habit of tearing cloth and silk, and I think this one has a similar problem.He handed out the long sword in a daze, and said, "Nuo, I know you have something wrong, come on..."

The next moment, there was a chill on the neck.

This person is really familiar, why is he so familiar?

"Sister City Lord..."

"Don't call me sister! I asked you what were you doing just now?" The poor Jin Quilt just got off the bed, and it turned into this unrecognizable appearance.And you are the only one who has problems, and your whole family has problems!

"Hey." Xiao Yi blinked, moved slowly, and rescued himself from the sharp knife.She had an innocent look on her face, as if, this quilt was not made by her, but she was just passing by.

"Xie Mingyi, go and sew a quilt for me right away!"

"Who is Xie Mingyi?" He blinked again.In fact, my name is Xiaoyi, and my nickname is Feng Wantan.

"You, just you, disappear in front of me immediately." Rubbing his chest, Feng Cheng expressed his anger.

"I'm afraid I can't do it today... How about you come to my room and I'll make you a quilt, sister..."

"……roll!"

Xiao Yi is very obedient, jumping up and down, wanting to leave.

As a result, the book inside the placket fell out, and just opened a page.Fengcheng just glanced at it subconsciously, wanting to poke himself blind.

I saw the inscription on that page saying: "The lamp is halo and the seal is fragrant, and the spring [color] is bright, and the mandarin duck tent looks like a warbler."One by one tonight, misty and rainy Hengchuan sleeps in Fengcheng.

004

(four)

"Jiehualu": ​​The current ambition is in the person, and we must first do what the person likes, but attack and overcome it.

"What does the city lord like?"

"man."

"woman."

"I!"

... scrambling to answer.

With a sound of "噗——", a knife wiped the gap between them, and suddenly fell on a big tree a hundred meters away.Only the handle of the knife was left shaking and buzzing.

"What does the city lord like?"

"A person with literary talents and martial arts." Hearing this answer, Xiao Yi rubbed his hands in satisfaction, and finally a smile appeared on his face.

"For example, Mr. Shangguan in the west of the city!" That dead girl Jin'er came out of nowhere, blinking her starry eyes, and said longingly, "Mr. Shangguan Qiu is a handsome man with a brilliant literary talent. He is a famous beautiful boy in Fengyue City. He When he goes out, he rides in his little donkey cart, and it will be fully loaded when he returns."

"Shangguan Qiu?" Xiao Yi frowned, before Jin'er could correct her, he was already gone.

Fengyue Building is located on the most prosperous Fengyue Avenue in Fengyue City.

Looking down from upstairs, young master Qingjun sitting on the donkey cart, saw his face like a crown of jade, a pair of peach blossom eyes, captivating, blue long gown, black hair tied up casually, he seemed to be still chanting something.The crowd, who were still very orderly on the street, suddenly became commotion and rushed towards Shangguan Qiu at a very fast speed.Sachets, pouches, fruits, and flowers were all thrown towards this young man's car.

"Shangguan ball? He doesn't even look like a ball when he hit the ground." Xie Mingkong said gloatingly at the side, and with a wave of her hand, several papayas fell on Shangguanqiu.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...

"Mr. Shangguan's head is broken and his face is swollen, so ugly." A girl stomped on the unconscious Shangguan Qiu's face a few more times, spat, dropped her handkerchief and walked away, "Wasting my old lady's love. "

Those who threw flowers took back the flowers, and those who threw fruits rushed to grab the fruits.The crowd dispersed, and finally a widow called Chou Moo in the east of the city kindly dragged him away.

"Young Master Qiu is disfigured." Xie Mingkong said regretfully.She had long been displeased with that brat, and she was driving around in a donkey cart all day long, not knowing what to pretend, while chasing after the city lord, at the same time, she dared to come to her mansion to find her father to propose marriage. Heart leopard courage.

a few days later.

"I'm here to ask to see the city lord." He took out his folding fan and thought he was handsome and handsome.

"Walk, walk, where did the ugly monster come from?"

"I'm Shangguan Qiu." Suppressing his temper, he bowed and said.

"Who cares about you, get the hell out of here." The guard guarding the door said impatiently.

Look sad.

"Well done." Slapping the guard's shoulder suddenly, Xiao Xiao nodded and said with satisfaction.

"Thank you, sir, for your compliment." But with this paw down, the guard was drenched in cold sweat.

Sister Fengcheng likes people with literary talents and martial arts, but how can she show it to her?After pawing at the melon seeds in his little head for a long time, his eyes lit up, and he finally came up with an idea.

Fengcheng would come to watch the drill of the city lord's personal guards every day, so he could show off his skill well at this time.In fact, I am so good at it that the city lord has already seen it in person, and now I still have to show it once.

"You, you, you, you, you..." Come out for me.Or grapefruit, or apple, everyone has some gadgets on top of their heads, and they stand firm.

"Golden burner incense and seal lingering smoke." With a whoosh, the arrow in Xiaoyi's hand shot out, the guard quickly closed his eyes, and read out this sentence tremblingly.

"Drenched with pink sweat, I want to hear the dawn."

"Last night, the red lips painted Cui Dai."

"Currently, I wear a skirt with plain hands."

"The deep stream in Taoyuan is like a dream."

"Yao Que's wine is thick and chatting with me."

"Heaven will send someone to fulfill my wish."

"But please..."

"Bah, who made you talk." The last feather arrow in his hand flew out, Xiao Yi looked at that end, and cursed.

Finally, she turned her head and looked at Feng Cheng, who was flushed and holding the sword in anger, with a murderous expression on his face, and smiled with crooked eyebrows, "I just want to sleep, Mr. Feng Cheng."

"Have I passed both literary and martial arts? Sister City Lord?"

005

(Fives)

"Jiehualu": ​​If you want to win the heart of a beauty, you must take it from an ordinary place.Joy guides it freely, anger relieves it, sorrow relieves it, and illness pityes it.He lived in winter and summer, took care of him diligently, met separately, interrogated and talked about money, all kinds of things should be paid special attention to.

Fengcheng felt that he was about to die.

I was so angry that even Tiankui was ahead of schedule.

Ever since meeting Xiao Yi outside the city that day, her life has become abnormal.

In the mirror, she put her hand on her slightly pale face, but the words "Sleeping Fengcheng" damnably appeared in her mind.

In Fengyue City, you can't kill people casually, even if she is the city lord, she can't just find an excuse to deal with people.

It was just to fix her in private, but helplessly, she found that she was not Xiaoyi's opponent.

Perhaps looking at the entire City Lord's Mansion, there is no match for her.

The bad reputation of the city lord has been ruined again.

A collection called "Fengcheng Collection" came out of the city.

Seeing the contents inside, she just wanted to vomit blood.

Everyone used to say that the guards of the city lord were all male pets raised by her in Fengcheng; now they all say that she is a guest in Fengcheng.

Why is God so cruel?It's all the fault of that old man who was already dead, who spent his life in a romantic life, but this retribution fell on her.

Fengcheng got under the quilt, feeling like crying.

But after so many years, she no longer knew what tears were.

"City Master, porridge is here." Jin'er knocked on the door outside and shouted with concern.

"I don't want to eat." Are there always those vulnerable days?Fengcheng clutched his lower abdomen, thinking a little uncomfortable.

"Squeak—" With a sound, the door was pushed open.When did Jin'er become so disobedient!Is it because I have no dignity when I am sick!Do they still have her as the city lord in their eyes!

All of them are so annoying, let's just die.

"Sister City Owner, do you want porridge?" Oh, everything she complained about is fine, only this voice is the real nuisance.Turning over, Fengcheng covered his ears.

"Hey, sister of the city owner, please be good." The soft Fengcheng is really hard to see.Xiao Yi's heart is also soft in a mess, always wanting to tease her.He put the porridge on the low couch beside him, tore off the quilt, and tried to help Fengcheng up, but that movement was not necessarily gentle.

After being tormented like this, Fengcheng felt even more uncomfortable.

"Go away, I don't want to see you."

"Huh? Are you crying?" Xiao Yi asked curiously, not bothering to answer her words.

"Go away." Fengcheng was a little annoyed at being hit by someone.

But when the spoon was in front of him, he opened his mouth obediently and ate it.

"So good." He touched Fengcheng's head, and after hearing this, Fengcheng was almost choked by a mouthful of porridge and couldn't breathe.After coughing violently for a few times, he grabbed the bowl of porridge without knowing where the strength came from, and poured it down with pride.

After drinking, her expression was sleepy again.

"I'm done drinking, you go." Weakly