Just when Zhang Mingxuan was rolling on the bed and unwilling to face the reality, something big and small happened in Wuzhuangguan.

In the past few days, the bright moon days of Wuzhuang View have been miserable, washing and cooking during the day and sweeping the floor to catch insects, kneeling on the durian skin of the heaven and earth spirit fruit at night to repent of their mistakes, and the breeze is smiling and knocking on the melon seeds, watching the bright moon in a good way, and from time to time pointing fingers, sprinkling a field of melon seed skin to make a mess for her.

On this day, Mingyue was sweeping the floor in the yard with a broom as usual, and followed Mingyue with melon seeds proudly, and the place that had just been swept was thrown into a field of melon seed skins, pointing fingers from time to time: "Mingyue, there are fallen leaves here to sweep." ”

"Mingyue, there's dust here to sweep it. ”

"Mingyue, there is a melon seed skin here to sweep it. ”

"Bright Moon ......"

"Bright Moon ......"

Mingyue slammed her broom at the ground, raised her sword eyebrows and said angrily: "Qingfeng, you get away from the old lady." ”

Qingfeng was startled, took two steps back, and shouted, "What do you want to do? ”

Mingyue looked at Qingfeng, her eyes burning with rage, it was this bastard who was punished for talking too much.

Qingfeng also saw that Mingyue's mood was not very stable, and cautiously warned: "Don't mess around! If you mess with the master, he will scold you for being a big fool, and maybe the punishment will be increased." ”

Qingfeng said that the big fool was like a spark, and instantly ignited the powder keg, and the bright moon suddenly exploded on the spot, and all the grievances and grievances received in the past few days came to my heart at once.

The broom in his hand shattered and turned into ashes with a "bang", his long hair flew and his eyes were cold.

Qingfeng secretly screamed in his heart: "Not good!" and quickly turned his head and ran.

Mingyue roared angrily: "Where to run?!" flew away, flicked her long legs, and hit Qingfeng's head.

There was a muffled sound of "dong ~", and the breeze was pestled on the stone slab, and the stars were flying all over the head.

Mingyue bent over, grabbed one of Qingfeng's legs, and pulled it towards the backyard, dragging a trail on the ground.

When Qingfeng woke up, he found that he was hanging headfirst under the ginseng fruit tree, and his mana was also banned.

Qingfeng struggled and shouted, "Mingyue, what are you going to do? Quickly let me go, the master will not let you go." ”

Mingyue stood under the ginseng fruit tree, holding a rattan whip in her hand, her eyes bloomed with a "vicious" light, and said, "I don't know if the master will let me go, but now I definitely won't let you go." ”

The rattan whip snapped with a bang.

"Oh~" with a long roar, Qingfeng's eyes widened suddenly, and his body trembled and let out a wolf howl.

A hint of relief flashed in Mingyue's eyes, and with a snap, the rattan whip was thrown on Qingfeng again.

"Oh~hoho~" The strange cry of the breeze sounded.

Mingyue raised her eyebrows and said, "Say, who is the big fool?"

Qingfeng nodded again and again and shouted, "I, I'm a big fool." Don't fight, I'll surrender~"

"Smack!"

"Oh~"

"Smack!"

"Ah~"

"Smack, who's the big fool?"

"Ah~ I'm a big fool. ”

"Smack, who's going to do the laundry?"

"Oh~ me, I do the laundry. ”

"Smack, who's going to cook in the future?"

"Ahh ”

"Who's going to sweep the floor in the future?"

"Woo woo ~ I sweep the floor. ”

"Smack, who's kneeling durian?"

"Ah~ we can throw durian. ”

"Bang, bang, who's kneeling?"

"Whew~ I... I... I'm on my knees!" ......

After a burst of crackling, Mingyue stood under the ginseng fruit tree, and suddenly felt refreshed, the depression accumulated for many days was swept away, the sky was clearer, the ground was thicker, and even the air was more fragrant.

The breeze hung upside down half-dead under the ginseng fruit tree, tears flowed loudly, and sadness flowed backwards.

Mingyue threw out a rattan whip with a wave of her hand, and Qingfeng subconsciously let out a miserable scream, and fell to the ground with a pop.

Mingyue raised her eyebrows and said, "Roll up for the old lady and sweep the floor." ”

"Oh~" The breeze got up and ran out with a smoke, and I didn't know where to find a broom and row on the ground diligently, and when I saw the bright moon coming out, I immediately offered a flattering smile.

Mingyue snorted coldly, a handful of melon seeds appeared in her hand, and she knocked it to herself, and the skin of the melon seeds spit out to the ground.

In the past three days, Zhang Mingxuan sighed for a while, and Li Qingya, the queen and others were inexplicable for a while.

Li Qingya put down the rusty embroidery, looked at Zhang Mingxuan, who was sitting beside him sighing, and said angrily: "What's wrong with you? ”

Zhang Mingxuan said with a bitter face: "I don't have to worry about the catastrophe coming! Anyway, it wasn't me who crossed the catastrophe. ”

Inside the body, Zhang Xiaofan and the others rolled their eyes in unison, which sounded really annoying.

Li Qingya smiled: "Then what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Mingxuan said: "A few days ago, I promised Confucianism to write a book for them. ”

Li Qingya smiled: "Then you can write it! Anyway, this is also your forte, and you haven't written it for a long time!"

Zhang Mingxuan said uncomfortably: "It's very tiring to write, and this article is still very long. ”

Zhang Mingxuan looked up at the sky, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and said, "There is also a group of unscrupulous readers. ”

Li Qingya looked at the childish Zhang Mingxuan, stretched out her jade finger and put it on Zhang Mingxuan's forehead, and said funny: "You! ”

Zhang Mingxuan rubbed his forehead embarrassedly, and muttered embarrassedly: "I'm not lazy, I need to think about life often." ”

Li Qingya ignored Zhang Mingxuan's quibbling words and said with a smile: "Since you have promised others, go and write it! I would also like to see what you wrote! There are always a lot of wonderful ideas, and the stories are also very interesting." ”

Zhang Mingxuan's spirit was shocked, and he smiled: "Since Sister Qingya wants to see it, I'll write it." ”

Li Qingya let out an "um" and nodded.

Zhang Mingxuan got up and ran towards the room with high morale, I am for Sister Qingya, not for Yan Hui, that bad old man is very bad.

Zhang Mingxuan ran back to the house, closed the door with a bang, sat in a chair, projected the screen, virtual keyboard, and began to code words seriously.

"Confucianism and Taoism Most Holy"

Introduction: This is a world where the reader masters the power of heaven and earth. Talent is in the body, poetry can kill the enemy, words can destroy the army, and articles can calm the world. Xiucai picked up the pen and talked about the soldiers on paper; raised people to kill the enemy, and the export became a chapter; the jinshi was angry, and he was at odds with his sword. When the saint comes, he can punish people, and he can sentence the Son of Heaven to have no way, and he will be an enemy country. At this time, the Holy Court controlled the civil position, the monarch held the official position, the ten kingdoms competed, the barbarians looked at each other, and the demons made chaos. At this time, there is no poetry, no words, no innovative articles, and no new saints in a hundred years. An unknown son of a poor family, after being smashed on the head, coerced the world's poems, wrote shocking articles, and embarked on the road to holiness.

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