The Black Sheep

Zhao Wujiu has been in charge of soldiers for many years, orders and actions are forbidden, usually with an overwhelming look, the soldiers inevitably feel uneasy in their hearts, reflecting on the improprieties of his advice and actions.

His prestige in the army is not a status gang, but is derived from years of pioneering strategizing, but it seems that it is not easy to run into a hob like Bai Shiqi.

Bai Shiqi was not afraid of him, her eyes pressured her to pretend to be stupid and incomprehensible, and she talked about the customs along the canal, warmly inviting: "Cousin has been stuffed in the cabin for a long time because of bad health. He waited until the next town At that time, the boat needs to be supplied with fruits, vegetables and rice. Why don't we get off the boat and go around?"

Zhao Ziheng has a black line on his face: Cousin's legs... Brother, are you winking?

After Zhao Wujiu lost consciousness in his legs, he refused to attend the banquet held by the queen in the palace, and thanked the guests behind closed doors, except for the imperial doctor in the palace.

Shu Changfeng held his breath to the side, his expression tense, the predictable Bai Shiqi would be rejected, but he didn't know if it would arouse the anger of his master.

Zhao Wujiu's sharp gaze crossed his legs, and he stared directly at Bai Shiqi.

He wanted to know whether the glib boy in front of him invited him sincerely, or took this opportunity to mock his poor legs.

Bai Shiqi’s eyes are as bright as stars, with red lips and white teeth. He has a nice look. He is also very pleasant to speak: "The scenery on both sides of the canal is different. The boat is stuck for a long time, and I look at the familiar faces every day. Now, get off the boat and walk around, taste the local delicacies, and then listen to the little song. I don’t know how happy it is.

Zhao Wujiu couldn't see the slightest sarcasm in her eyes, her tone could not be more ordinary, and she turned a blind eye to him in a wheelchair.

"I can walk around at will like this?" He felt uncomfortable, and his tone couldn't be described as peaceful.

Bai Shiqi was very confused: "Why not? A wheelchair is much more comfortable than walking on two legs." She leaned closer to see: "But the wheelchair is broken." She didn't know where to get out a sheathed dagger. Beat on the wheelchair.

The room suddenly fell into silence.

Zhao Ziheng was dumbfounded, and wanted to bring the silly brother back so as not to be kicked by his cousin, but thinking about the bleakness of sprinting horses alone, he silently pressed down the blocking thought.

Shu Changfeng was even more stunned.

Zhao Wujiu is not a friendly person, to a certain extent, he can even be called cold and self-discipline to the extreme.

After such a long time, Bai Shiqi had already checked from the left wheel of the wheelchair to the right, and moved to the front again, lifting the blanket on Zhao Wujiu's feet, trying to see the structure under the pedals.

She leaned very close, Zhao Wujiu lowered her head, and his eyes fell on her face. He unexpectedly found that her eyelashes were thick and curled. He moved the wheel and was about to retreat. His mind was slightly distracted. It was a rare occurrence. At first sight, the mistake was to drive the wheelchair to roll forward. Unsuspectingly, Bai Shiqi's head knocked on his knee. When he was about to fall back to sit down, he was pulled by him. It was even more wrong. The above is wrong-she plunged into his arms.

Zhao Ziheng: "..."

Shu Changfeng: "..."

Zhao Wujiu himself was amazed by this change. He didn't like being close to others, and he didn't have the habit of having close contact with people's limbs. His sophisticated brain paused for a moment, and mercilessly pushed the shoulders of the person in his arms.

When Bai Shiqi tried to get up, his buttocks sank, his body was short, and he looked up, and just bumped his face into Zhao Wujiu's rough palm...

Zhao Ziheng covered his eyes and screamed, "Cousin, I finally understand why you have refused to get married for so many years. Even if you like men, you can't attack my brother?!"

Shu Changfeng: "..."

Shu Changfeng was deeply stunned by the repeated coincidences and Zhao Ziheng's remarks, and could no longer say more.

From the perspective of the bystander, it was just Bai Shishi who checked the wheelchair to the front, and then... was pulled into his arms by the master, and that was all. When Bai Shiqi raised his head, the master... even touched the faces of other people...

This habit is not so good!

Zhao Wujiu: "Shut up!"

The facts Zhao Ziheng saw in his eyes were similar to those seen by Shu Changfeng. At that moment, he was even moved by his noble morals-Bai Shi17, you stinky boy, you and Lao Tzu are blessed and refused to share it. Why take you as a brother and offend your cousin!

Bai Shiqi was still squatting on the ground, turning his head to look at him in astonishment, and deeply admiring him under his brain circuits-this kid had probably been to the Xiaozhiguan, full of strange thoughts.

But her shocked eyes fell in Zhao Ziheng's eyes, that was the shock and humiliation after being molested by her cousin. Zhao Ziheng looked back at the past where the brothers had known each other and thought, even if the cousin is powerful, I can't let my brother be humiliated. !

It was his idea to introduce Bai Shiqi and Zhao Wujiu, and he was the one who led the ship, so he should be responsible for Bai Shiqi's innocence. He was aggrieved, and had the posture of drumming and grievance: "Even if you are a cousin. His status is precious, but he can't bully my brother, right?" He bent over and pulled up Bai Shiqi and rushed out: "Don't be afraid of Seventeen, I have everything!"

The two people left the cabin like a whirlwind, only Shu Changfeng's master and servant were staring.

Shu Changfeng: "If there is nothing wrong, I will leave." Quickly flashed.

There was only Zhao Wujiu left in the cabin. He heard the sound of footsteps outside, and moved the wheelchair closer to the side of the bulkhead adjacent to Bai Seventeen. His expressionless face came out of the wheelchair’s secret like a copper bell. The thing clung to the bulkhead.

Zhao Ziheng drew the person into the cabin next door, and Bai Shishi threw his arm away, lowered his voice and said, "Okay, brother! It's over for another show. You're going to fight with your cousin not to get up tomorrow morning. Did this happen?"

"Nonsense!" Zhao Ziheng also said in a low voice with a blank face: "I didn't hesitate to offend my cousin for my brother. If you don't remember, you still slander me!" Under Bai Shiqi's clear eyes, he couldn't help but say: "It's true to pierce your ribs, by the way... by the way, let my cousin feel my anger, maybe tomorrow you will be able to save yourself from stumbling.

Bai Shiqi snorted: "I knew you were planning for yourself!"

Zhao Ziheng lay down on the bed later, humming comfortably, talking about Zhao Wujiao's affairs: "You don't know, cousin is a cold person, we have many cousins, but he is the only one who is not easy to get close to. I am too young to be married, and my parents are going to die in a hurry, but they even hurt their legs. It is really bad luck."

Bai Seventeen: "I just wanted to ask. You said that your cousin is noble, and you said that you are busy with national affairs. What is the noble law?" The two have known each other for many years. He has been boasting about his wealth, Bai The Seventeenth Bento is a rich dude, but even with such a valuable cousin in the family, his status is not low.

The author has something to say: Duan Xiaojun...

Make it up tomorrow.

There are red envelopes falling out of ten words in this chapter. Good night, babies.