Daily life of black skin cub's princess

Wu Xun was wronged, very wronged.

Xiaojue suddenly got angry with him, and he didn't know why. Could it be that Xiaojue liked the girl who played the piano, and he made the girl's eyes red, so Xiaojue got angry?

Thinking about it this way, Wu Xun became more and more wronged, so wronged that he didn't want to sleep anymore.

Even though Lu Xi had already given up half of the bed for him, he was still so wronged that he couldn't sleep, turned over and stepped on the window before climbing onto the roof.

Wu Xun sat pitifully on the roof, holding his weapon in his arms, with a sad face.

His behavior has attracted the attention of many people, such as An Jiu who has passed by many times because of excessive curiosity.

When An Jiu passed by again, Wu Xun sighed: "Why is Xiao Xi so angry?"

An Jiu's footsteps paused, and then he walked away nonchalantly, as if he hadn't heard anything.When he passed by again, Wu Xun sighed again: "Why?"

And An Yi, who was on duty on the treetop not far away, saw this scene and his mouth twitched. What kind of passerby would pass by the roof of other people's houses?Have passed by so many times? !

This time An Jiu stopped in his footsteps, trying to pretend not to be so curious: "What's bothering you young man?"

Wu Xun sighed: "I want to drink."

An Jiu touched the wine gourd on his waist, a little bit reluctant, this is the best sweet-scented osmanthus brew in the capital, it takes a long time to line up, but the desire to listen to gossip finally prevailed.An Jiu untied the gourd, sat beside Wu Xun, and handed the gourd to him: "You drink it." As soon as he finished speaking, An Jiu thought of his master's cold smile, and quickly added, "New Gourd, I haven't drunk it yet."

Wu Xun opened the wine cork and took a sip of the wine: "Thank you, you are really a good person."

An Jiu, who was suddenly issued a good person card, fell silent, asking if people gossip can be considered a good person?

Wu Xun held up the gourd, and the wine poured out obliquely from the mouth of the gourd into his mouth, and some sporadic wine splashed on his clothes, which really gave him the taste of a knight-errant.

"Why does the young hero use alcohol to relieve his worries?"

Wu Xun wiped the wine stains on his lips with the back of his hand: "I'm angry with the life I like."

An Jiu's eyes were about to go round, and he almost jumped up on the spot, did he hear correctly?

"But I don't know why he's angry."

An Jiu asked cautiously, "Did something happen to you?"

"I mean that I broke the sex ring when I went to brothels." Wu Xun propped his face with one hand and threw a gourd with the other, aggrieved, "I'm not wrong."

An Jiu opened his mouth wide in surprise, he shed tears of bitterness for his master deeply in his heart, upholding the spirit of gossip to the end, the self-proclaimed little genius of love, An Jiu couldn't help but say something: "Maybe he's mad at you I think those brothel girls are beautiful."

With a "boom", the gourd in Wu Xun's hand rolled down the eaves along the tiles. An Jiu wanted to reach out to catch it, but he couldn't catch it. Wu Xun turned over and disappeared on the roof, and then a gourd " "Whoosh" flew high, spun in mid-air, and landed directly on An Jiu's palm.

An Jiu was a little dumbfounded, Wu Xun's kung fu was even better than he imagined.Anjiu was greedy and regretted, regretted that when he was a child, when his master forced him to practice kung fu, he spent all his time studying in teahouses and listening to books, is it too late to go galloping in the rivers and lakes now?

Just as he was thinking about it, a hand appeared on the eaves facing Anjiu, and Wu Xun, who was holding onto the eaves with a slight force, showed half of his face: "Thank you for your advice and your wine, you are actually a good person , A gentleman loves money and obtains it in the right way. Knowing the mistakes can make things better, Amitabha."

Dark Nine: "..."

An didn't realize that his eyes were in a daze until he went to call An Jiulungang.

An Yi got used to An Jiu's convulsions, so he slapped him down: "What's wrong with you kid?"

An Jiu raised his head and hugged An Yi with a "wow": "I don't care if I want to buy a flowered dress, but the Crown Princess actually calls me a thief!"

An Yi covered An Jiu's mouth, dumbfounded, and said in a low voice, "If you don't know what to say, the fact that Mr. Ning can say it doesn't mean we can say it."

"I'll just say it, I'll say it, I'll say it, whoever told him that I look like a thief." An Jiu's cheeks puffed up.

An Yi was helpless, and finally compromised: "It's another name, didn't you always want to embroider peonies on your chest? Yes."

Before An Jiu's smile blossomed, An Yi added another sentence: "Only use black thread."

Dark Nine: "..." The black line is the black line,

It's better than no embroidery.

And Wu Xun, who returned to the room from the roof, fell headlong on the bed, moved closer to Lu Jin, grabbed Lu Jin by the neckline, and said vaguely: "You must not be angry."

Of course, Lu Xi didn't fall asleep either, and anyone who suddenly lost a person on the bed couldn't fall asleep: "So overbearing?"

"Yeah." Wu Xun didn't refute, grabbed his clothes, and suddenly buried his head in, "They, they..."

When he said this, Wu Xun's voice became quieter, Lu Xun froze, lowered his head and sniffed, did he drink alcohol?There is also the aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus.

"What did you want to say just now?" Lu Xun coaxed Wu Xun, wanting to hear the second half of the sentence.

"They..." Wu Xun leaned into Lu Jin's arms again, "None of them look as good as you..."

"Xun'er?" When Lu Xun called Wu Xun again, there was the sound of Wu Xun's heavy breathing from drinking, Lu Xun dumbfounded and wiped his face with his hand, there was still a little wine stain, "Little cat steals oil and eats cleaner than you."

Is Lu Xi angry?It's true that it happened, but once it happens, it will calm down. Why is he so fussy with a fool?It's impossible for Xun'er to like them, but she's just a little bit stupid and dumb.

Lu Xi hugged Wu Xun who was pushing hard into his arms, and patted his back: "Okay, I won't be angry anymore."

I don't know if Wu Xun heard it or not, but he didn't move any more, and stuck to Lu Xun tightly like a piece of rice cake.A few days ago, they slept together in the same bed, and they were still separated by a quilt, but now... Lu Yan sighed, it is hard to say whether Xun'er's lust ring has been broken, but if this continues, he will really break the ring .

……

The next day.

Wu Xun sat on the stone bench with his head in his arms, and Ning Bo brought him a bowl of Hu spicy soup: "Drink this, young man, sober up."

"Is it better?" Lu Xi reached out and wiped his forehead, "Are you still uncomfortable?"

"I feel like there is a group of villains playing drums in my head." Wu Xun sighed, "How can I drive them out?"

Lu Xi laughed: "Is this your first time drinking alcohol?"

With a look of remorse on his face, Wu Xun pinched the Buddhist beads and said brokenly: "The wine and meat passed through the intestines of the Buddha and left in the Buddha's heart, Amitabha Amitabha."

"What are you afraid of?" Lu Xi scooped up a spoonful of hot pepper soup, blew it, and fed it to Wu Xun. "If someone asks, just say that the apprentice follows the master."

Mentioning Master, Wu Xun cupped his face again and murmured: "It's over, I have no position not to let him drink in the future."

"God knows, the earth knows, you know, I know."

Wu Xun shook his head: "There is another person who knows that he gave me the wine."

"Who?"

"A snitch who wandered over our roof several times yesterday."

Lu Xi: "..." Which silly secret guard gave Xun'er alcohol?With his toes, he could tell that he was a member of the hidden guards. After all, there were hidden guards, so it was impossible for a burglar to walk over his roof.

An Jiu, who was buying black thread in the embroidery workshop, shivered violently, rubbed his nose, and looked out at the cloudy sky, is it going to change?

***

In the evening, it really changed.

Wu Xun was copying the art of war in the yard, and there were still five days before the martial arts exam. Dayu's martial arts exam included not only martial arts exams but also literary exams. Standing, lifting, riding and shooting in the martial arts exams were commonplace for Wu Xun, after all Shaolin martial arts is the most stable, and it has always paid attention to both internal and external skills, and the basic skills are all practiced in a small way.But the essay test is a shortcoming for Wu Xun. Although he is not without foundation, he has been immersed in the sea of ​​books during this period except for morning and evening exercises.

As I was writing, heavy raindrops began to fall from the sky, blurring the ink that had just fallen from the paper.

The rain came very quickly, and Wu Xun was in a hurry to clean up. He picked up the stone table and ran under the eaves in a hurry. When Lu Xun heard the sound of rain and pushed the door, he saw Wu Xun just put down the stone table.

Lu Xi: "..."

Wu Xun: "..."

Wu Xun put down the stone table and rubbed his hands together, and leaned over to Lu Xun's side, and the two leaned against the door to watch the sudden downpour.

"Then what, I'm just a little anxious. In fact, I'm very weak."

Lu Xi chuckled twice, and took Wu Xun's hand: "Rub it for you, does it hurt?"

Wu Xun smirked, and Lu Xun couldn't help laughing: "What stimulated Xun'er? Why did you suddenly think of being weak or not?"

"Well, those girls in Baihualou are very weak."

"What do you compare to them?"

"Do you not like it

? Wu Xun glanced at Lu Xun quietly, "Don't you like them?" "

Lu Xun let go of Wu Xun's hand, and Wu Xun felt a sense of disappointment in his heart. It really is... Xiao Xun really likes those girls. As soon as this thought came up, he was hit hard on the head.

Wu Xun covered his head, staring at Lu Xun who was holding a fan: "It hurts."

"The pain is for your long memory." Lu Xi raised his eyebrows, "Don't keep comparing yourself with irrelevant people. You memorize so many things every day and you still have time to think about them. Do you want to increase the amount of memorization?"

Wu Xun quickly shook his head, now his dreams are all those things he memorized during the day, if more, half of his life would have to be confessed.In fact, Wu Xun is not really cramming. He has a good understanding of military strategy and a little bit of terrain and astronomy, but he can't stand it and doesn't like to endorse. If he can say the right thing, it is difficult for him to repeat the original words.However, the essay test in Dayu's martial arts exam was judged by civil officials and military commanders together. If he couldn't write the original text, even if the content could satisfy the military commander, he still couldn't pass the test of those old pedants.

Just when Wu Xun Sanlian promised that he would stop thinking about it, Ning Bo came out of the room, holding a quilt, a brazier and some food in his hands.Putting these things aside, Ning Bo opened the umbrella, ready to go out.

"Uncle Ning, where are you going?" Wu Xun asked, "It's raining too much, why don't we leave later."

Ning Bo looked at Wu Xun with a smile and said: "It's not a problem, it's not a problem. When I was shopping for vegetables this morning, I passed by a ruined temple not far from here. There was a down-and-out examinee living there. The old slave wanted to give him some money. But he said that scholars don’t eat what they get, and they are determined not to take it. The old slave is not worried that such a storm will destroy the temple, so he gave him something.”

Lu Xi frowned: "Is it a rush for the exam?"

"Yes, sir."

"This storm-damaged temple is really unbearable, you take him here to settle down first, and then make plans."

Ning Bo didn't move. He wasn't surprised that Lu Xi would make this decision, but he was a little worried that it would bring trouble to the young master. After all, they didn't know the origin of this scholar.

Lu Xi seemed to know what he was thinking, and waved his hand: "Go, I'll go back to the house and take shelter. If he doesn't accept cash, you can take him to an inn after the rain stops, and let him eat and stay until the imperial examination is over."

"Hey, good." Ning Bo felt that this method is really good, "Master is kind." After saying that, Ning Bo took two umbrellas and went out. The ruined temple is not far away, and it only takes half a cup of tea. He brought the down-and-out scholar back.

Lu Xie had already returned to the room to continue reviewing the memorials thrown by his father, when he heard Wu Xun exclaim: "Aren't you the scholar from the gambling house——Xu Zixiu?"