What a great injustice...
Zhao Yan shook his head speechlessly and sighed.
But I no longer have the energy to explain.
Why is it that after so many years, there is only one impression of the Sex Demon King outside?
But this time he couldn't pretend to be stupid and ignore Zhao Min.
After all, you can still act like a stranger before you know your identity, but once you know your identity, you are two people with an engagement.
It seemed too heartless to ignore her like this.
"When did you know it was mine?"
"Just now!"
Zhao Min snorted twice.
"You said you slept with someone else's mother."
"...You believe it too?"
"Why don't you believe it? When you were a child, you robbed mother and daughter!"
"Okay, come play the piano in the evening and I'll give you 10%25."
"No! At least 30%25!"
"Hey, you dare to make terms with me? It's just 10%25, love will come or not."
"Then 20%25?"
"No need to come."
"One thing makes it happen! I'll do it!"
Zhao Min pursed her red lips angrily, staring at Zhao Yan's back on stage and sulking.
My father just picked such a husband for me?
It’s so irritating…
But I ran away from home, how could I still meet him!
For a moment, the word "evil fate" lingered around him.
Zhao Yan went up to the high platform, walked around in a circle and sat down on the low couch in the middle.
The body is slightly bent and sitting is quite comfortable.
There is indeed a guqin at the side and rear. Considering the level of Zhao Min, the Princess of Ruyang Palace, she can probably play some famous music.
It was only 10%25 of the profit, so Zhao Yan actually didn't care about helping her.
Although the town claims to treat everyone equally, as long as they can become land gods, they will have the ability to dominate others.
By then, there will surely be a chance to overcome the so-called three difficulties in Guanxi.
So now, let’s find ways to live as comfortably as possible.
"Bring it here."
Seeing Zhao Min also walking to the stage to see the state of the instrument, Zhao Yan stretched out his hand as she passed by.
"What?"
"playing dumb?"
"snort!"
Zhao Min saw that he couldn't pretend to be stupid, so he snorted and threw the two secret books into his hands.
"That's good!"
Zhao Yan took it with satisfaction, then lay down on the low couch, opened the secret book and started reading.
Now that Wang Yuyan is not around, he can only rely on himself.
Mystery upstairs.
Zhang Danfeng looked at the two people with interest.
Perhaps because of their age, the children's quarrels and amusement were very entertaining.
Beside him, a middle-aged man wearing tortoiseshell lenses also leaned over.
"Is this King Qi? The 'last hope of Kyushu' as Zhenzhen Zhang calls it?"
"People are probably right. As for whether there is hope, it will take time to prove."
"It's better than despair. How about it? Did you see anything unique about it?"
The middle-aged man was naturally Bai Xiaosheng among the "Three Wisdoms". He had just finished working downstairs and when he came upstairs, he heard that King Qi had been here, and he quickly asked more questions.
"He is quite smart, but in terms of what makes him unique, I really can't say."
Zhang Danfeng pinched his smooth chin.
There are many smart people in the world, but no matter how many smart people have tried, they have never been able to change the current situation.
When "power" is strong enough to defeat all "skills", it doesn't matter whether you are smart or not.
"Observe slowly. If you can be favored by Master Zhang, it will be more useful than us."
"Well, although I don't want to admit it, this is indeed the truth."
"In just a hundred years, Kyushu has reached a state of return to glory..."
"Don't worry, we will be able to turn the tide."
As they spoke, the two looked at Zhao Yan who was carefully looking at the secret book in his hand.
It is hard to believe that this young man can take charge of Kyushu.
……
……
The lanterns are on and night falls.
On the mountain walls on both sides, stone lanterns on many platforms were lit up.
Although Qixia Town is not large, it is home to several thousand people, and the corresponding supporting facilities are relatively complete.
The residents who had been busy all day had already had dinner and were out looking for fun.
There is only less than two hours of free time here. Once the time is up, you have to go back and rest.
Some people hold their drinking tickets, thinking about buying a bottle of wine to brag and fart with others.
Some people also made some novel items and hawked them on the road in exchange for some small tickets.
Many people even held torches and crossed the vine bridge, heading towards the Xuanji Tower.
The storytelling desk had been shut down for several days, but tonight the lights were relit. How could we not make people curious?
"What's going on? Didn't you say there won't be any lectures in the next few days?"
"Maybe Old Man Tianji thought of something new and interesting."
"Forget it, I've long since stopped listening to the old man's evil stories about intrigues and intrigues."
"That's right, after all the talk, it's all about the imperial court. What Zhang Louzhu said is nice. It's a little bit of love, which makes people feel itchy."
"Go and have a look. If the old man tells you, we will go back to the shop and have a good sleep."
"Okay, but I don't have any free tickets anymore, you have to lend me one."
"roll!"
From time to time along the way, residents could hear confused discussions, but generally speaking, they all maintained a certain interest in tonight's lecture.
A quarter of an hour later, the storytelling desk was already surrounded by people on three levels, inside and outside.
From the stage, it looked like there were at least five hundred people in the West.
But all the people who came were men, not a single woman.
When a lot of old men come together, the smell is really unpleasant.
So seeing that there was still no one on the stage, many people couldn't help but shout.
"The place is full, come out and speak quickly!"
"That's right, I will be smoked to death if I don't come out!"
Amidst the noisy urging, several clerks walked out of the Xuanji Building. They pulled up cloth barriers to isolate the inside and outside of the story-telling table.
This is to prevent people from arriving late and blending into the crowd, and also to prevent people from evading fares.
After doing all this, the audience suddenly became quiet.
Everyone knows that this is the prelude to the storyteller’s upcoming appearance.
Sure enough, within a moment, a handsome young man slowly appeared on the stage in front of everyone's attention.
"Who is this?"
"How would I know…"
"You're young and can tell a lot of shit."
"Hey, he looks a bit like the guy who helped at the liquor store a few days ago."
"Hey, there's also a girl."
"Isn't this the little girl that Ding Daxia rescued from the mountains a few days ago?"
"Fortunately, the tickets haven't been confiscated yet, so it's not too late to leave now!"
"What are you going to do? Let's listen first."
Seeing the two unfamiliar faces, many people felt like giving up.
But there are also many people who are tired of hearing old man Tianji's old routines and are looking forward to the arrival of new people.
Zhao Yan found a folding fan somewhere. After taking the stage, he sat down on the low couch and opened the folding fan with a "pop" sound to cover half of his face.
Pretending!
Zhao Min cursed secretly in his heart and sat down in front of the guqin.
He played a piece of music he had just learned from Zhao Yan.
Seeing the music playing in the background, Zhao Yan adjusted his voice and started preaching:
"It is said that chaos is undivided, the sky and the earth are chaotic, and there is no one to see it..."
"Since Pangu broke through the Hongmeng and opened up the distinction between purity and turbidity..."
"Inspiring all living beings to look up to the Supreme Benevolence and discovering that all things will be good..."
"If you want to know about the original power of creation, you must read "Journey to the West"
