It was not until midnight that Qingji left the yard.

The second uncle Qing Jiulong's proposal Qingji readily accepted it, which was nothing more than a business matter. Although Qingji was not experienced, he was definitely a good candidate. This was almost done when he was in the blacksmith shop.

In fact, Qingji also knows that many people in Qingfu are paying attention to him. In the past, this kind of attention in Yunnan Town was the contempt of those rich people who claim to be superior to others. However, the attention now makes Qingji feel indescribable, as if a warm current passes through his heart, soaking his heart.

Qingji didn’t know, but this was actually the taste of happiness.

When he returned to Qinghua Courtyard, Qingji looked at the extremely quiet courtyard and glanced at the second floor with a sneaky look. Seeing that the black paint was black, Qingji, who was originally beating faster, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: "It seems that Sister Jiubai is asleep..."

It is almost July now. Although Qingzhou is close to the extreme north, the location of Daquan is just south. You can still feel the roasting of July. Qingji held his breath and tiptoed into the house, gently pushed open the door, moved his body little by little, and tried not to make any noise, so he entered the house with difficulty.

"Why didn't Sister Ziyuan say to keep a lamp for me?" Qingji murmured in a low voice, walked to the desk with his memory, picked up the fire note placed aside, opened the cap, and blew it gently, and the eyes suddenly became bright.

Qingji, who was about to light the oil lamp, suddenly stayed in place with an awkward look on his face. He looked at the figure sitting at the desk and couldn't help swallowing.

"That... Sister Jiubai, I suddenly remembered that Tang Shisan still owed me money, so I'll leave first..."

"Ah! It hurts! Ah..."

West wing room.

Zi Yuan, who had just fallen asleep, woke up immediately, looked around, listened carefully for a while, but heard no sound.

Zi Yuan scratched her head, patted her face, and said in confusion: "I really want to hear the young master's howling?"

Seeing that there was no movement again, Zi Yuan lay on the bed again and continued to sleep.

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It was dawn and the sky was not yet completely bright.

Ziyuan, who got up early, hurriedly cleaned the yard, and then ran to the kitchen to serve breakfast.

After returning, Qingji and Jiubai were already sitting at the stone table. Ziyuan hurriedly brought the food over and was about to greet the young master for dinner, but the next second he stared at Qingji's face and exclaimed directly: "Young Master, why are your ears so red? Do you have a fever? I'll call the doctor to you..."

Qing Ji in front of him looked red, but in fact it was because of the reflection of his ears, and he felt like ink dyed white paper.

Qingji sat on the stone bench, and as Zi Yuan was about to leave, he hurriedly shouted: "It's okay, Sister Zi Yuan, I'm just... It's really okay, I don't have a fever, don't worry..."

Qingji felt the hot taste coming from his ears and felt his heart collapsed.

"You still said no? Young Master, you see that your eyes are covered in blood. You must have a fever. No, I have to go..." Ziyuan said anxiously, just about to turn around and run, but the next second he was pulled by Jiubai. The latter said lightly: "He was exhausted from practicing martial arts last night, so he didn't need a doctor, right? Qingji?"

Qing Ji felt Jiubai's momentum, couldn't help swallowing, nodding, and said, "That's it...that's it, Sister Ziyuan, don't worry, I'll leave first, this is the point, Tang Shisan should be here..."

After saying that, Qing Ji grabbed a meat bag and immediately fled away, for fear that he would reveal his fill if he stayed here for a second more.

Jiubai looked at Qingji who was running away in panic, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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"Oh my mom!"

Tang Shisan stood beside the carriage, looking at Qingji whose ears were extremely red, and couldn't help but be surprised, and then asked, "Did you have had a spring dream last night? How can these ears be so red!"

Qing Ji gave Tang Shisan a blank look and did not talk to him. Instead, he looked at the middle-aged man on the side. Although he pulled the cart, he was not wearing any clothes like a coachman. He had a very good temperament, but he did not have any fluctuations in his spiritual power. He should not be a practitioner.

Noting Qingji's gaze, the man turned his head and nodded at him, with a smile on his face.

Tang Shisan immediately looked at the middle-aged man and said with a smile: "This one is my father's guard, named Hao Jian, and I want to call Uncle Hao. This time, the Tianqi who came with me, just call me the same as me..."

Qingji bowed to Hao Jian and shouted Mr. Hao.

Hao Jian quickly stood up, lowered his head slightly, and smiled, "Young Master Qing, wherever he is, I can't bear the word "Mr...."

Tang Shisan looked at the very polite two people and couldn't help feeling bored. He stretched out his right hand and shouted, "Come up, hurry up and leave!"

Qingji nodded, grabbed Tang Shisan's right hand, and got on the carriage in one step. After the two of them sat down, Hao Jian then began to drive the carriage.

"By the way, where did you come from the carriage?" Qingji asked in confusion when he looked inside the gorgeously decorated car.

Tang Shisan leaned against the body of the car, yawned a big yawn, and said, "It's not because of you, you don't need a carriage, so I bought one. It's not expensive, only 800 taels of silver. Both the horse and the carriage are of top quality..."

"How many!" Qing Ji shouted. If it weren't for the top of the carriage, he would probably have jumped out.

Tang Shisan was shocked. He quickly sorted out his messy mood. Looking at Qingji, he cursed angrily: "What disease are you doing? You were shocked and scared me, dazzled! If you scare me to death, how could I see my Hongxue?"

Qingji was so embarrassed that his toes were buckled on the ground, and he was really a cow and horse.

Tang Shisan breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Qingji's ears, and asked curiously: "Tell me, what's going on? Yesterday was fine..."

Qingji shook his head, without any intention of opening his mouth.

Tang Shisan sneered, stretched out three fingers, and said calmly: "Is it enough to buy your story for three hundred taels?"

When Qingji heard this, he immediately became energetic. He looked at Tang Shisan with a serious face, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Are you serious about this?"

"Hmph!" Tang Shisan snorted coldly, patted his chest, and shouted loudly: "Just, don't you ask who Tang Shisan is? I am loved by everyone, flowers bloom, and the jade tree is in the wind. How could the invincible and elegant Tang Shisan break his promise?"

Qingji almost spit out the meat bun he had just eaten. He looked at Tang Shisan with a sincere face and began to narrate one by one.

After a while, Tang Shisan looked at Qingji with envy and asked in a trembling voice: "What are you saying? Yesterday, Sister Jiubai pressed you into her arms and kept holding your ears until dawn today?"

Qingji yawned a big yawn and sighed, "Or how sleepy I can be? Sister Jiubai is too violent. My ears are still hot on both sides. Tang Shisan, what kind of thing is there to reduce fire? Let me apply it... Tang Shisan? Tang Shisan! Have you heard what I said? The surname is Tang!"

"In your arms, in your arms, pull your ears, pull your ears..." Tang Shisan was like being caught in a devil, repeating these words constantly. He looked out the window with a yearning look. Qing Ji saw the latter's appearance and looked contemptuous.

"You guy! You don't know how lucky you are!" Tang Shisan looked at Qing Ji angrily, gasping for breath, and shouted.

Qingji's mouth twitched, pointed to his ears, and asked in confusion: "Tell me where is the blessing? Sister Jiubai almost sent it away! No wonder my sister said that even women can't mess with..."

Qingji couldn't help but worry about his future.

"No, I will sleep downstairs tonight, and let Sister Jiubai help me pull my ears..." Tang Shisan closed his eyes and smiled silly.

Qingji scratched his head and said lightly: "Well, go ahead..."

Tang Shisan, who was imagining, was stunned. He looked at Qingji in confusion and asked, "No, Taiwan Book is not right. Isn't it usually you who stop me from doing bad things in this opera?"

Qingji leaned against the carriage, slowly closed his eyes, waved his hands, and said tiredly: "Yes, you went to Jiubai and beat you to death. What a wonderful thing, what should I stop? I'll sleep for a while, don't disturb me..."

Tang Shisan looked at Qingji with his mouth twitching.

"Uncle Hao, do you think this is like what a human said?"

Hao Jian, who was driving, listened from the beginning, and the smile at the corner of his mouth never stopped. Now, he heard Tang Shisan's words and smiled brighter, but did not answer, and continued to drive the carriage towards the school.

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