The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 65: The Collection of Wushui Ya (5)

Carefully caress the white horse's neck and learn from Jiang Yanji's previous actions to soothe the horse.

Speaking of which, this horse is also pitiful. Obviously it is a northern Xinjiang war horse. The coat is pure white and there is no variegated color on the whole body. When the horse pulled the carriage, it almost seemed like a stable.

Shangguan Wan lamented, "Well, Ke Waner thinks Sister Jing Xian and Brother Lan Ting are really good ..."

It was wrong to enter the corrupt gate at a young age.

Jiang Yanji's eyes twitched. "You Nizi is deaf and dumb again. Brother Lanting is dying early, but you are sister Lan Ting in front of you."

Shangguan Wanwan said, "I call you sister in front of others, do you dare to promise?"

At this time, Jiang Yanji discovered that the style of painting on the barrage had changed again, and it was a stalk she did not understand at all.

[Domineering president]: hhhhh, splash monkey, I call you, do you dare to promise?

[Lan destroy jade is not broken]: hhhhh, splash monkey, I call you, do you dare to promise?

[Aunt in the cafeteria]: hhhhh, splash monkey, I call you, do you dare to promise?

With a splashing monkey full of screens, Jiang Yanji is all alone. How boring are those audiences?

What else do you guys do besides copying?

With her hands around her chest and her eyelids raised, she looked like a rogue, "I dare not answer ..."

Based on the height of Malaysia, Shangguan Wanyao saw that there was a change of activity over Yashi, "Are they going to play archery and throw pots?"

"A bunch of white-cut chickens, what's so nice about them?"

Jiang Yanji rolled her eyes and did not hide her contempt.

Shangguan Wansha nodded, "Even so, Lanting's brother is the most heroic. Wan'er also wants to make two laps ..."

Seeing that she was going to lead the horse back, Shangguanwan hugged the horse's neck a bit recklessly, and she refused to come down.

"You're fine ..." Jiang Yanji murmured, she just came up with that thought.

Although the restraint on women is not too harsh today, if someone is accompanied, you can go out to participate in poetry clubs, but some things are not something you can do. Shangguan Wan is young and has more constraints, even if you want to ride a horse Only one foal can ride.

Now riding on the back of such a tall horse, I just feel the air around me is fresh.

Humming nursery rhymes, the brisk tunes make people feel relaxed and happy.

Jiang Yanji here did not know at all, and her deputy accountant had caused some trouble for her and shaved a few noblemen.

"Lang Jun please take a look."

Xu Yi wrote, and the table was covered with a piece of paper. The handwriting on it was thin and powerful, and it was difficult to hide its edge.

"you--"

Although it is a straw bag, there are some who are good at nurturing.

Feng Jin, who was watching a series of things, looked humble, but the powerful Xu Xu, and then looked at the distant figure with a big horse, Xiao Cheng, an ant-like figure, silently took a sip of tea ... Well-known tea-eaters.

Why did things develop so much?

This also starts with Jiang Yanji being smashed by Shangguan Wanma and going to the horse.

Xu Yan and Taxue were inconvenient to follow, and simply stayed in Yaji.

This time, it seems that a few of them have been told by their elders at home about their true purpose, and they have a humorous attitude towards Liu Lanting.

I thought she would see the other side's dilemma, the distress of a prairie above her head, but she did not expect that she would ignore the others.

I asked her to play a poem, and even shamelessly admitted that she was not good at resigning. She called her at other activities, and threw away a boring and boring look that was so ruthless and boring. They made it difficult for them to continue to grind her. Naturally they were ready. Nothing good.

In this way, the water can't splash in and the knife can't cut the skin, they really can't take each other.

Then one eye staggered, and they took the maid of Shangguan's house to walk the horse!

The monk couldn't run the temple, let alone the little sister-in-law and son-in-law who she brought.

Lang Jun, who had been inadvertently stunned by Jiang Yanji before, taunted her in a low voice, and the content was understandable.

Xu Yan is not an insider, but his mind is clever, and the words fall to his ears, how to figure out what is wrong.

Later, some people ridiculed Jiang Yanji's lack of understanding of literary and ink, and had the name of Liu Yan, and the gentry's high door turned out to be illiterate.

If that's the case, then that's all. They still don't feel enough, and they have Xu Xu.

You cannot humiliate your master, so do your slaves.

Taxue is a niece. Although this group of guys was commented as a grass bag by Jiang Yanji, the surface effort has always been very good and it will not involve Taxue.

So ... was beaten ... this is how ...

Find Xu Xun on poetry and essay, and be beaten once more than once, and it hurts more than once.

Feng Jin couldn't bear to look away, she didn't dare to look at the tragic sight.

Xu Yan's background is not very good. Ordinary people have difficulty reading. The cheapest books in bookstores are also used by ordinary people for half a year. Reading is expensive and unfortunate. Xu Yan wants to win stably ....... I have no shortage of this.

If you change the assessment theory or the assessment of the Word, it is estimated that he will be stretched.

But the reality is that a group of mediocre strawbags who think they are talented want to show off and happened to run into Xu Xun's strengths, and they were forced to be human.

Feng Jin smiled, "Sure enough, it is unwise to attack the enemy with his own short strength."

Xu Yan glanced at him secretly, his face continued to be calm and calm, but his heart was a little dark.

On the other side, Wuma Jun laughed and rounded the field, but the bias was very obvious.

"Why does Lang Jun care about the slaves, but they just have a trick?"

Xu Yan's eyes darkened and he clenched his fist quietly.

But on this occasion, he could not continue to compete, otherwise he would be ashamed and killed by anger, and no one would say anything.

No matter how talented, an identity can kill people.

Seeing Xu Xing's loss, Feng Jin proposed with a smile, "Governing the country and the family can't be solved by one or two poems. Why does Lang Jun care so much? It's OK to lose an inch and a half, but it's just fun to pass the time. . Now spring is just right, talking about poetry is too monotonous, what do you think of horse racing pitching? The fish is fat, and river fishing is also fun. "

Feng Jin said gently to Xu Yan, "Go on, ask Lanting if he is interested in playing."

Wuma Jun turned his head to look at Feng Jin with an inexplicable look.

"Wait--" Feng Jin just wanted to rest assured, but heard Lang Jun wearing pink clothes next to him with a smile and proposed, "This Lang Jun said well, but ... the ordinary throwing arrows, I guess you all played too much Now I ’m tired, so I ’d like to suggest a new trick? I heard that the northern Xinjiang ’s sturdy folks often put slaves on their heads and use them as targets ... ”

After Feng Jin heard it, she clenched her hands in her sleeves with a little warning, "Oh?"

"It's just a joke to pass the time. Why not give him a try?"

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh at that time, it ’s really hard to write ancient words, especially shiitake mushrooms rarely read them, high school is still science, and just a few years ago I just watched some TV dramas of the Palace Museum. My head is full of a group of young men who have been shaved for half a month, as well as young girls wearing straight flags on the bottom of flower pots ... spicy eyes ...

PS: Suddenly thought of a stubble-like stalk. I used to read through novels and described a male lead or a male partner. I often used the words “eyebrows flying like a owl” or “long eyebrows”, but as we all know, the Qing Dynasty men Seriously, money squirrel pigtails, most of the TV shows are half-moon ... the eyebrows are squinting ... a little scary ...

(End of this chapter)