Chapter 735 Chapter 735: Before the storm (Part 2) [Seeking a monthly ticket]
Ning Tunan said that he spoke outrageously?
The attendant had a disconsolate expression on his face, and the fingers pointing at the Wenxin monogram on the other's waist were trembling, and his emotions were uncontrollable: "I'm clearly telling the truth! Ning Tunan, you, you—then you , how do you explain it?"
He wanted to stomp his feet anxiously.
"Don't lie and say that you made it for fun. With your pride in Ning Tunan, how dare you make a fool of yourself?"
Even if Ning Yan is really depraved, will he not be able to tell the authenticity of the Wenxin monogram? The scene in front of him was completely beyond his understanding.
Ning Yan: "..."
Wait for him to calm down a little bit, and his brain is racing to speculate. There is no doubt that Ning Yan is a daughter.
Otherwise, the master banquet would not repeat the pity that Ning Yan is a woman, saying that she has no talent for comprehension, but she cannot open up the alchemy and condense the literary heart due to the female body. Ning Yan was pregnant, and asked his wife for experience in educating children. The midwife on the day of delivery was introduced by her wife. If Ningyan is a man, it is impossible for the midwife to be peaceful.
So, here comes the question—
How can Ning Yan, who is a daughter, be able to condense her literary heart?
The waiter swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Could it be—"
Ning Yan wanted to hear what kind of human words he could spit out from this dog mouth, so he asked indifferently: "The surname is Xie, could it be something?"
"You are rare in the world..."
The attendant struggled to swallow the following words into his stomach.
Ning Yan squinted over: "What is rare?"
Based on what she knew about the man in front of him, he couldn't hold back.
The waiter saluted and apologized. After all, what he wanted to say offended Ning Yan. It must be right to apologize first: "Androgynous?"
Only this guess can perfectly explain it.
He didn't wait for Ning Yan's reply, but only waited for the long sword to come out of its sheath, and a soft roar of dragons and tigers rushed towards him.
The waiter drew his sword in a hurry to fight.
The two swords collided, and before the waiter could say anything, Ning Yan kicked him in the stomach. Ning Yan's sword pointed at him, and her pretty face seemed to be twisted on the edge: "The surname is Xie, can you say one more thing?"
Ning Yan asked, her tone obviously agitated.
After all, she is a literary scholar, the force of that kick is not too strong, and the servant has Wen Qi to protect her body and was not injured. It's just that the obvious footprints on the abdomen made him a little embarrassed. He rubbed his soft belly and said, "It's not this, and it's not that. Do you want to say that you have condensed your literary heart in the body of a woman?"
It’s okay not to mention this, but he found a blind spot when he mentioned it.
Ning Yan's Wenqi and Wenxin monograms are very familiar.
Not sure, he will look again.
Everyone's Wenxin monogram is unique, but Ning Yan's one is exactly the same as her late husband Yan An's, except for the words on it, the color, size, and even the unique stamp. Even the cultural atmosphere is similar.
If the waiter closed his eyes at this time and only recognized people by breath, he might have thought that the person standing in front of him was Yan An.
Before waiting for the waiter to figure it out, Ning Yan put the sword back into the scabbard, and replied softly: "Yes, so what?"
The four words interrupted the servant's unrestrained imagination.
Waiter: "..."
He almost petrified in place.
Scholar Wenxin, female, or his classmate?
The waiter raised his hand and pinched his arm. The obvious pain told him that all this before him was not a dream.
Ning Yan: "It's hard to talk here, go to the government office first."
The waiter clutched his stomach and got up from the ground, unable to restrain the urge to explore Ning Yan from the corner of his eye. Zhao Wei witnessed the whole process of his beating from the sidelines, and secretly said "it should be", but in action, she was happy to help others, and raised her hand to help him: "Sir, is everything okay?"
The waiter noticed that there was Zhao Wei beside him.
Turning his head to look at the tall and slender warrior, facing this extremely feminine face, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was a woman rather than a boy and a girl. The ghost asked Zhao Wei: "Have you asked the lady's name yet?"
Zhao Wei: "My surname is Zhao, my first name is Wei, Wei Wei's Wei."
As for the unhandy word, don’t mention it.
When the waiter heard the words, his left foot sprained.
The crisp sound made people's ankles chill, and Zhao Wei grabbed his arm and lifted him up before he staggered to the ground. Faced with Zhao Wei's eyes questioning "Why can't you even walk the road well", the waiter wanted to cry but said, "I'm old and I can't stand stimulation."
So, what Shen Tang saw was the waiter with one deep foot and one shallow foot, and mistakenly thought that he had the same leg disease as Luan Xin. The difference is that Luan Xin's right leg is lame, and the one in front of him has a left foot. She suppressed the other party's fear of being cruel, and gently invited the waiter to sit down.
"Xie has met Shen Jun."
"Mr. Xie, you don't need to be too polite. I just heard from Dawei that Mr. Xie is here to join his old friend? It's just a coincidence that Ji Shou is not here. If Mr. Xie has nothing urgent, you might as well stay here. The war is over and Ji Shou We will meet up."
When the waiter heard that something was wrong.
Just as he was about to explain, Ning Yan on the side dismantled his platform, wondering: "When did you become old friends with Kang Jishou?"
As far as she knew, Kang Shi had nothing to do with him.
When Shen Tang heard this, he looked at Ning Yan, surprised.
"How is this going?"
Seeing that Shen Tang didn't intend to get angry, the waiter bit the bullet and explained: "Mr. Shen, please forgive Xie for the crime of deception. In fact, I came to find Tunan this time. It's just that Tunan has no reputation and is worried about unnecessary twists and turns. Only in the name of Kang Jishou."
Shen Tang asked Ning Yan for confirmation: "Come to find Tu Nan?"
Ning Yan was also at a loss: "Why do you want me?"
The waiter didn't expect that he could complete the entrustment without going to Longwu County, but he had a bit of "revenge" in mind, and he wasn't ready to confess everything now. He said mysteriously: "Naturally, in order to fulfill the promise of a righteous man, I sent Tunan a treasure."
To Ning Yan, the dead husband's bones are indeed treasures.
Ning Yan lowered her eyes and pondered for a while, but couldn't remember who the "righteous man" the servant was talking about. The servant didn't want to turn around and be stabbed to death by Ning Yan with a sword, so he cupped his hands at Zhao Wei and said, "Can I trouble Mrs. Zhao to run for a while? Xie picked up two items from where he was staying? Just tell Zhuo Jing that they are donated to Tu Nan, and she will know."
Simple errand work, Zhao Wei naturally would not refuse.
Relying on the ability of a brave warrior to fly over the eaves and walls, she went directly at two points and one line, and arrived after a few ups and downs by stepping on the roof and courtyard walls.
"I don't know Mr.'s last name?"
While waiting, Shen Tang also got to know the waiter briefly.
The waiter said: "My surname is Xie, my name is Qi, and my name is Shizang."
"Thank you device?"
Xie Qi misunderstood that Shen Tang misheard: "A device of the type of device."
He was ridiculed by his peers of the same race for many years because of this name, after all, this name sounds very depressing.
Furthermore, his talent was quite mediocre, and it was too late to condense his literary heart. His father died of illness before he had time to write for him.
Shen Tang asked the waiter with a smile.
"Gentleman hides things in his body and waits for the time to move. It is indeed a good name. I just don't know if Shizang has waited for the opportunity?"
As the master who likes to pluck wild geese, a dog passing by would have to work for her for a few days, let alone a living person. Xie Qi came to join Ning Yan, and Ning Yan was her servant, round up, this Xie Qi came to join her! Literary scholars are more reserved, and as the master, they should take the initiative. As for the pitfalls of scribes... She didn't believe that she couldn't bump into a normal person.
Shen Tang counted the students of Yan An's father in his heart, secretly thinking that this old gentleman is quite good at teaching students. Ning Yan, Xie Qi, Yan An, Zheng Qiao, and Xu Jie are all students of Yan Shi, but they are not all in the same class because they start their apprenticeship earlier or later.
Maybe I can change my thinking.
Grab a handful of the banquet master's wool.
Xie Qi was slightly surprised, as if he didn't expect Shen Tang to be so active as soon as he came up, but he hadn't made any preparations yet, in the blink of an eye, Zhao Wei rescued him, and rushed over carrying his things. The sound of people arriving before they arrived: "My lord, the things have been brought."
A black sword box with a reddish tint.
A clay pot bound with three layers of Gebu inside and three layers outside.
Xie Qi walked to the pot with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Under Ning Yan's confused and probing eyes, he looked at her sadly and sympathetically, and took a deep breath: "Tunan, Xie has lived up to the righteous man this time." Commissioned to bring Xingning over to you."
The light and fluttering sentence fell in Ning Yan's ears like thunder.
The explosion made her mind buzzing continuously, and it went blank. The world seemed to be spinning upside down before her eyes, depriving her of the ability to speak.
Her body seemed to have its own consciousness, and she tried to get up and move forward, but her knees were unable to support her, and she fell back with a bang. After a while, she felt the tingling pain from her knees, and tears filled her eyes.
"Xingning, Xingning... Xingning is back?"
Shen Tang who was sitting at the top was also shocked and straightened up.
"Yan Xingning?"
Xie Qi looked at Ning Yan's appearance, and vaguely understood why Ning Yan's Wenqi and Wenxin Monogram were so similar to Yan An, it was her obsession to forget that person. He explained the whole story: "A few days ago, a group of palace servants came to the door and entrusted this thing to me. The servant was grateful for Xingning's kindness, and risked his life to hide Xingning's body together with several colleagues. .”
Speaking of the servant, Xie Qi still sighed.
The current situation is still in the temporary palace, and there is almost no possibility of survival. Because once Zheng Qiao loses, with the hatred of Zheng Qiao from the Allied Forces of the Dragon Slaying Bureau and the anger of the people towards this tyrant, the massacre of the palace is almost a certainty, alas.
Folks will only applaud.
On the other side, Ning Yan forcibly calmed down the turbulent emotions.
She wiped away her tears, only her red eyes proved her gaffe not long ago, and she saluted Xie Qi: "Thank you for sending Xingning here, great kindness, I will repay you in this life!"
She didn't know much about Xie Qi, but she knew that Xie Qi was very tactful when he was young, he was able to get right and wrong, and he didn't get into trouble easily. As for sending Xingning's body back, one can imagine the great risk, but he did it. How could Ning Yan not be grateful?
Thank you device to avoid: "Students, why say thank you?"
Ning Yan's mind was on the clay pot, and she didn't care about the contents of the sword box at all, but she couldn't stop Shen Tang's strong curiosity. She squatted beside the sword box, frowned and thought: "What's in the sword box?"
Of course there is a sword in the sword case.
It's just the owner of this sword, Mai Tai Jian.
Xie Qi said: "It's a broken sword."
Ning Yan mistakenly thought that the sword box was also Xingning's relic, and wondered: "Broken sword? But Xingning's broken sword was handed over to me long ago."
She also sought out a master swordsmith, planning to recast the broken sword as her daughter's sword, and let him inherit the style of her deceased father.
Accidentally learned that Bai Su was very good at casting swords, so she specially brought her daughter and a heavy gift to the door to ask Bai Su to do it. It's a pity that Bai Sudao's sword is broken, if he wants to restore it, he needs some auxiliary materials. Because Ning Yan's daughter hasn't gathered her literary heart yet, there is no rush to recast her.
Xie Qi bit the bullet and sneered: "Hehe, it's not Xingning's Broken Sword, uh, it is, it's Zheng Nvjiao's..."
Shen Tang pricked up his ears: "Female Jiao?"
Which female monarch she thought she was, a close friend of Ning Yan's boudoir.
Xie Qi whispered: "Zheng Qiao."
Ning Yan knew it was Zheng Qiao when she heard the word "Zheng Nujiao", her face was covered with frost, and her eyes burst out with murderous intent.
"His broken sword, why send it to me?"
Xie Qi also said: "Who knows? How can ordinary people like us guess what a lunatic thinks? He asked me to give it away, so I gave it away... Whatever you want to do with it is up to you. If you lose your eyes, you can't see it, or melt it and recast it. It’s all up to you... After all, it’s cast from the refined iron that the banquet master worked so hard to find, it’s a pity to lose it..."
Ning Yan ignored his persuasion: "I lost it."
No matter how far you throw it, she feels disgusting just by looking at her!
Shen Tang knocked on the sword box with his fingers, his expression was sometimes puzzled and sometimes confused. Hearing that Ning Yan didn't want this thing, he said, "Tunan is going to lose it? If I really don't want it, I'll pick it up."
Ning Yan said: "This object is unlucky."
She thought the lord was reluctant to part with the fine iron of the sword.
"For some reason, I always feel that this sword should not be thrown away. The breath on it...is a bit strange..."
It was just that he couldn't tell what was strange for a while, and Shen Tang opened the sword box, and there was a broken sword neatly placed inside. The shark skin scabbard was worn with a Ruyi sword tassel, and the sword body lying beside the scabbard was broken into three parts.
Ning Yan knew at a glance that it was indeed Zheng Qiao's sword, she looked away in disgust, but she was a little concerned about what the lord said. Seeing that Shen Tang was about to reach out her hand, she hurriedly intercepted it: "My lord—be careful what's wrong with this sword—"
What Zheng Qiao gave, believe it or not, is a good thing.
Xie Qi said: "It should not be poisonous."
He walked out of the palace with the sword in his bare hands.
If there was poison on it, he would have died long ago.
Shen Tang shook his head: "It's not poison..."
She looked at the sword and thought for a long time, trying to describe the feeling: "This sword...it seems to be alive...something is moving, but it is trapped in the sword body and cannot come out. Tunan, Shizang, Dawei, you guys Do you have this feeling?"
The three people who were named shook their heads.
No matter how they look at it, this is an ordinary broken sword, or a broken sword that has not been well maintained.
Shen Tang was puzzled: "It shouldn't be..."
Signaling Ning Yan not to worry, she held the hilt of the sword with one hand and the scabbard with the other, and waited for a while. Shen Tang raised the hand on the hilt of the sword: "It's right here! There's something in it!"
Ning Yan suggested: "Let General Bai take a look?"
Bai Su is proficient in casting, so maybe he can see the way.
Shen Tang put the hilt and scabbard back into the sword case, but his eyes never moved away: "Alright, let Shaoxuan take a look."
Unexpectedly, Bai Su couldn't see the problem either.
After asking around, only Shen Tang felt this way.
Shen Tang: "..."
Ning Yan suggested: "My lord, would you like to take a look at Xingning's? These two broken swords came from the same furnace, with the same origin. If it's not because of the broken sword itself, then it's Zheng Qiao's tampering."
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Shiitake made up his mind to take the driver's license test. The name in the previous annual report, and now he hasn't even stepped into the examination room of the first division. Alas, this is not possible. After getting a driver's license and buying a car, I can walk around with my mother in a leather jacket.
(end of this chapter)