Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

After the clanging sound lasted for four or five days, Ye Dongfeng finally stopped.

But before Qiao Jing could heave a sigh of relief, thinking that as long as he ignored this person, he would automatically retreat, Ye Dongfeng, who usually had nothing to do during the day, found fun on his own——

He began to teach martial arts to the children in Yuncha Village.

Although it is impossible to teach unique skills, the most basic superficial knowledge is enough for them to learn.After Ye Dongfeng "showed his skills" to them in a small way, the children in the entire Yuncha Village went crazy, following him like a follower every day, clamoring to learn peerless martial arts, among them was Liu Xiaoya's voice is the loudest.

Every morning, she was the first one to run outside Ye Dongfeng's house, striding on the open ground and practicing Zhengquan. If Ye Dongfeng was in a good mood, he would give her advice occasionally.In addition to practicing martial arts, Liu Xiaoya had to go home to help plant the land and pick tea. After a day like this, everyone would be too tired to lift their arms, which made Qiao Jing quiet at night.

But Qiao Jing would not thank Ye Dongfeng for this, because when the man was training these children, he specially used the school in "Entering the Rivers and Lakes" to divide them into teams to compete with each other. Every time Qiao Jing went out to fetch water, he could see Emei Pai riding on the head of the Huashan school and throwing mud, or the Kongtong school tearing off the bitter tea of ​​the Wudang disciples, Ye Dongfeng is still watching the fun and cheering for them—every time, Qiao Jing I always think with a blank face, if this person is placed in modern times, he must be the kind of genius adaptation director who can shoot fighting spirits.

He knew that Ye Dongfeng's real purpose was to urge him to write the second volume of "Entering the Rivers and Lakes" as soon as possible, or any other topics related to martial arts.But Qiao Jing had no such plans for the time being, and hated Ye Dongfeng's behavior so much that he didn't even want to talk to him.

Ye Dongfeng didn't seem to feel Qiao Jing's cold attitude at all, and he still ran to his yard every three days, and asked him every day when Jing Xinglan would come back.

Qiao Jing couldn't understand: "Why do you care so much about him? Does it have anything to do with you?"

"Of course it has something to do with it," Ye Dongfeng said solemnly, "in case he really never comes back and becomes that ungrateful person—" He faced Qiao Jing's cold gaze and said righteously, "Then I, Ye Dongfeng Hero Ye, of course I'm going to seek justice for you face to face!"

Qiao Jing laughed angrily at him: "How do you seek justice?"

"You don't have to worry about it, anyway, I have my own way." Ye Dongfeng said boldly, "Don't worry, I won't let you suffer. We ordinary people, one who writes books and one who practices martial arts, of course can't compete with him. Compared with such a high-ranking prince, but as the saying goes, when a man gets angry, blood splatters five steps—"

Seeing that his words were getting more and more outrageous, Qiao Jing finally couldn't take it anymore, strode back to the study and took out all the manuscripts, including waste manuscripts and outlines, when he wrote "Entering the Rivers and Lakes", and stuffed them all into Ye Jianghu. Dongfeng's arms: "Here, there is nothing else!"

When the goal was achieved, Ye Dongfeng immediately closed his mouth happily, and happily took the manuscript back to read.

Xiao Wei, who was standing outside the yard, saw this scene, walked over with a smile, picked up a piece of dog's tail grass to tease the little black cat lying on the fence of the yard, and took back his hand angrily when he found that 008 was unmoved. , raised his head and said to Qiao Jing: "You shouldn't spoil him, this man doesn't cry when he sees the coffin, so why bother with him?"

Qiao Jing thought that I didn't want to talk to him, but Ye Dongfeng would climb over the wall in the middle of the night.

Compared to attacking at night, this time he took a more roundabout way.

"Oh, I found that your cat is not bad, it lives peacefully and doesn't fight." Xiao You said again, "I saw it lying here two days ago and let other wild cats in the village catch fish and shrimps. How long has this old man lived?" In ten years, I have never seen such a smart and intelligent raccoon slave."

The first half of these words made 008 raise his head high in praise, but when he heard the last sentence, he immediately hid half of his face in his paws in a guilty conscience, and drooped his raised tail.

Qiao Jing didn't know why Xiao Er suddenly boasted about 008. He was silent for a moment, and asked the most likely guess: "Is your house infested with mice?"

"No," Xiao Wei laughed, "it's just that these days when I came to Yuncha Village, the old man was at home alone. Zhong En was young and had no one to accompany him to relieve boredom. Accompanying, you may not be so lonely."

He sighed, and glanced at Qiao Jing: "Little friend Yan, you usually live in seclusion and don't chat with the old man. You are really lonely."

Qiao Jing decided to pretend that he didn't hear this sentence. Seeing him like this, Xiao Er had no choice but to confess another plan: "Look, can you let your cat boss find me a well-behaved and obedient raccoon slave?" , I believe its vision will not be bad."

Qiao Jing was really surprised by this request, so after he exchanged a glance with 008, he didn't immediately agree, but said to look again, and if he could find something good, he would tell Xiao Wei.

"I didn't expect that I would be entrusted one day." After he left, 008 excitedly said, "It's not easy. I'll find the best-tempered little female cat in the village later! Make sure the wire rod is smooth and smooth." !"

"The Pan Rod Liangshun is not used in this way," Qiao Jing had to remind him, "And you can find it before we talk about it."

In ancient times, there were many rules for keeping cats, and the customs of Daliang were similar. They called it "Na Mao", just like marrying a wife. They had to choose an auspicious day and write a "letter of appointment", which is the so-called "Na Mao". deed.

Xiao Er has only one requirement for cats: be well-behaved and obedient, as long as they don't make trouble.However, there are not many wild cats who can meet this point. 008 took out the research effort he had written in the interstellar world when he wrote the general essay on Goxueba. The cat still has mandarin duck eyes, and it screams sweetly, as beautiful as a little princess.

Ye Dongfeng didn't bother him these days. Although Qiao Jing gave him the manuscript, he could finish reading it in half a day. Qiao Jing knew that it must be something Xiao Er said that made the man so peaceful.

Therefore, in order to thank the other party for their help, he took advantage of the time when 008 tricked the little white cat into the yard to eat small dried fish, held the cat by the back of its neck, put the cat in a bamboo basket, and sent it to the next door.

Xiao Er couldn't put it down for this little white cat, so he wrote Qiao Jing a letter of accepting the cat solemnly, and gave him a pot of tea from his own collection—a completely different variety from the green tea that is abundant in Yuncha Village. I also gave 008 a bunch of dried fish as a thank you.

For the first time in his life, 008 asked Qiao Jing to hang the string of small dried fish strung on wicker around his neck, and walked triumphantly on every road in the village.It's a pity that a rhubarb who can't understand animal language or human language sticks from the east end of the village to the west end, and finally jumps into Qiao Jing's arms crying and howling.

Seeing this scene not far away, Ye Dongfeng couldn't help being moved: "Tell me, how about asking him to help me find a raccoon slave?"

"No way," Qiao Jing said indifferently, "Catch it yourself. Can you write Namaoqi?"

Ye Dongfeng: "..."

He really doesn't know how to do this.

Although Ye Dongfeng has read some books, it would be too embarrassing for a master of the rivers and lakes if he were asked to write such literary things.It's not like Xiao Wei, who wrote the Namao Qi not enough, he wrote a preface to "Yuncha Mountain Residence" with a big stroke of the pen, and before telling Qiao Jing about it, he had already sent the letter to Jing In the hands of Boss Duan of the bookstore.

"You're welcome," he said to Qiao Jing with a smile while hugging the little white cat in his arms, "Just treat this old man as happy, besides your book is very appetizing to this old man, what those sour scholars in the city say about you The old man got angry when he heard this, so he just asked Jing Shufang to release another batch of new books to silence their noisy mouths."

You know, with Xiao Er's status in Daliang, even if he is a senior member of the court who is close to him, if he wants him to write a preface, he needs to write several letters to win over his feelings and make indirect remarks, and some directly prepare generous gifts to visit, even if it is like this Xiao Er might not even agree.If they knew that Qiao Jing had successfully "brought" the great scholar of the dynasty with just a wild cat in the village, and let him take the initiative to write a preface for himself...

It is estimated that the eyes are sore with jealousy.

And because the relationship between Jingshufang and the palace has always been very close, after receiving this letter from Xiao Er, Duan Ran immediately went to discuss the matter with the prince.It wasn't because he thought it was inappropriate, but because Xiao Wei's reputation was so great, he couldn't imagine that the other party would be willing to write a preface for them, and he was worried that someone would pretend to be Xiao Gong's name to bluff.

But Jing Xinglan's words dispelled his worries: "It's okay, you can just print it directly, Yan Heqing does know Xiao Er."

He is also very busy recently, and he spends very little time in the mansion.The main reason is that Jing Xinglan wanted to catch these spies lurking in various parts of the capital as soon as possible, so that he could call it a day and go home to reunite with Qiao Jing—God, he hasn't been back to Yuncha Village for half a month!

Although he is the one who lives in the royal mansion with rich clothes and fine food, Jing Xinglan still somehow feels like Wang Baochuan is staying in the cold cave. He stands behind the desk, looks down at the roster in front of him, and sighs a long time. His tone and expression were a little sad.

I don't know, did he think about himself?

"I'm sure he's already forgotten about you."

After only a few days of rest, Ye Dongfeng reverted to his old ways. Taking advantage of Qiao Jing's time to finish writing the daily manuscript, he jumped over the fence and jumped into the yard. "All men are like this," he vowed, as if he had seen the scene of Jing Xinglan embracing three wives and four concubines in the palace. "Especially the rich and powerful men."

Qiao cleaned up the pen and ink on the table without raising his camera, and didn't even bother to look up at him.

The whistle of a steam locomotive came from a distance. Ye Dongfeng turned his head and looked at the green mountains, green waters and white smoke, and couldn't help sighing: "There's another wave. This Yuncha Village has become more and more lively recently. Vendors and merchants will pass by here, and there are many book sellers and collectors, your first edition book is popular with them, and it can sell for three times the original price."

Just as I was talking, there was a sudden loud shouting from the station in the distance: "Don't miss it when you pass by, it's produced by Jingshufang, and it's signed by Yan Heqing himself! Buy it now, ten yuan a piece, no price for children and old people!" bully!"

Ye Dongfeng was amused: "Hey, Lord Jing's mirror bookstore is so good at doing business? Is there any share for you?"

Only then did Qiao Jing finally raise his head.

"No," he said calmly, "because I've never signed a book that's on sale at a bookstore."