It was indeed Shi Anxia who asked Cen Yuan to send people to keep an eye on the movements of Xiao Mansion.
But she didn’t expect that Cen Yuan’s subordinates would be so fierce. Three times, five times and two times, the entire kidnapping team was packed up and kidnapped for the second time, and then given directly to Dong Yuwei.
This case is related to Xiao Changhe's fraud case. If it is sent over, Ma Chuyi will make meritorious deeds again.
As for the injured Mrs. Xiao, proper arrangements were made. Mrs. Meng, who was good at gynecology, returned to her hometown of Yucheng for the first few days. She was stopped by Shi Anxia's people as soon as she arrived in the capital.
In this way, the case of imperial examination fraud and this kidnapping case will be closed soon.
Inside the door, the two women seemed to be having a fierce confrontation, but in fact they were just crushing each other one-sidedly.
Jingzhe was eaten to death and looked at Shi Anxia with fear in her eyes.
She suddenly realized a problem, and her legs became weak and she knelt down, "Girl, please raise your noble hand and let me go. I will never dare to do evil again. I must control my mouth." Don't say a word more."
Shi Anxia said calmly, "If you enter the Dongyu Wei Yamen, you will be punished by the Dongyu Wei. What does this have to do with me?"
Jingzhe knew that with the noble girl's behavior, she would definitely remind Dong Yuwei to silence her so that she would not ruin Mrs. Xiao's reputation by talking nonsense outside.
Shi Anxia had this plan.
Not only Jingzhe, but also Aunt Luo, Xiao Changhe and the nuns involved in this matter are all poisonous and mute, so that Mrs. Xiao's reputation can be preserved to the maximum extent. Otherwise, just gossip and strange looks could kill Mrs. Xiao.
......
In the corridor outside the door.
Dong Yuwei brought Cen Yuan over.
Ma Chuyi asked casually, "Why did Young Master Cen come in person?"
Cen Yuan answered casually, "Come to take our little girl home."
Ma Chuyi: "..." Caught off guard! I shouldn't have asked!
A kind of sourness filled my mouth, mixed with a touch of bitterness.
His hands suddenly itched, "It's better to choose a different day than to hit the sun. How many moves can we learn from each other?"
This damn desire to win!
If you are frustrated in love, you have to find it somewhere else.
Cen Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Please!"
Ma Chuyi arranged for others to guard the torture room and took Cen Yuan to Dong Yuwei's exclusive competition area.
There are weapons to choose from on both sides.
Ma Chuyi made an invitation gesture, "You choose first."
Cen Yuan said, "I don't have to, you can do whatever you want."
Ma Chuyi, " ..."Who are you looking down on! If you don’t use it, can I still use it?
Isn’t it possible to win without using force?
The two stood still, three feet apart.
There were no onlookers, only the cold wind and the closing dusk.
Ma Chuyi cupped his fists and said, "Ma Chuyi, whose name is Henan, please give me some advice."
Cen Yuan cupped his fists and said, "Cen Yuan, whose name is Qingyu, please!"
The word "please" has just fallen,The opponent has thrown a punch.
Cen Yuan has not lost an inch, and it is obvious that it has become a habit to be on guard at all times.
The two fought against each other, from probing to deepening, and they were inseparable.
They are not showy, but based on actual combat, punching to the flesh, and no move is wasted.
After only one stick of incense, Ma Chuyi exited the competition circle, stood still, clasped his fists, "I lost! Shall I get a weapon and fight again?"
Cen Yuan stood with his hands behind his back. "Okay."
The twilight shone on his angular face, which made him look particularly handsome.
The corners of his raised lips fell into Ma Chuyi's eyes, and she felt... it was not ridicule, but indescribable friendliness.
A powerful opponent, friendly to you. This taste is really warm.
The faint sour taste in the chest also dissipated. Such a good little girl deserves this person.
At least, he can protect her.
Ma Chuyi felt a strong fighting spirit in his heart, and waved the spear in his hand, "Please!"
He deliberately chose a weapon that could not be used at close range, not to compete with what Cen Yuan was good at. Compete.
The spear shook, and a cold light suddenly appeared on the tip of the spear, and it went straight to the opponent's door.
Ma Chuyi is fast. Cen Yuan is faster.
This time, Cen Yuan showed extremely excellent movement skills.
He only dodged and did not fight back.
A few breaths later, just when Ma Chuyi was playing with the spear, the spear was inexplicably released.
He didn't even see how close the other party was, or how he snatched the spear he was holding tightly.
The spear was held firmly in Cen Yuan's hand.
He stood upright in the dusk and inserted the end of the gun into the soil.
One person and one gun are like pines and cypresses, like green bamboos.
Ma Chuyi smiled bitterly, "I lost again. I'll treat you to a drink some other time."
Cen Yuan smiled slightly, "Okay."
Ma Chuyi said, " I hope you can give half of the effort next time."
Cen Yuan said again, "Okay."
This time, he did not give half of the effort.
The strength of the two is actually very different, and they are not on the same line.
Ma Chuyi is a leader among the younger generation in Beiyi.
Competing with peers, he has never been defeated.
But! He is not one-tenth as good as Cen Yuan.
I am convinced that I have lost!
Ma Chuyi was ashamed and confused, "I think you have a more practical boxing technique."
Cen Yuan was not stingy, "Yes, if you want to learn it, I can teach you ."
This is the second time for the same conversation.
In the last life, they met at the border several years later, and the two of them sparred in front of the soldiers.
He did not try his best to save face for Ma Chuyi.
Ma Chuyi admitted that he lost in front of everyone, just like today.
Some people are proud to their core. win from, more worthy of losing.
Obviously, Ma Chuyi is such a person.
At that time, Ma Chuyi asked him the same question, "Are you hiding another set of more practical boxing techniques?"
At that time, he also answered as he does today. , "Yes, if you want to learn, I can teach you."
When some people meet again, the situation is surprisingly similar; and his little girl will be his for the rest of his life.
When Cen Yuan went to pick up Shi Anxia at dusk, Fang Zheng and Xiao Changle were saying goodbye.
Xiao Changle couldn't wait to see his mother, "Cousin, don't worry, I know what to do."
Shi Anxia smiled warmly, "Okay. Just be patient. A little more, believe me, Mrs. Xiao will definitely get better with Mrs. Meng's medical skills."
Xiao Changle bowed again, "If my cousin comes in handy, I will go through fire and water. "
Shi Anxia did not refuse, "Okay."
Xiao Changle bowed to Cen Yuan and Ma Chuyi again, "Mr. Cen, thank you very much."< /p>
Cen Yuan nodded and said calmly, "It's a little effort."
"You're welcome, it's my duty." After Ma Chuyi finished speaking, he couldn't help but joke, "Young Master Cen, do what you guys do to deliver the case." At such a speed, it would be difficult for Ma to keep up the pace.”
Cen Yuan looked at the little girl’s suppressed smile and said calmly, “It’s just a matter of steps” and took the little girl home. .
Xiao Changle and Ma Chuyi stood there, looking at each other and smiling.
Twilight has completely fallen.
As spring is coming to an end today, Yu Sujun, the headmistress of the Hou Mansion, entertains all the teaching students of Yunqi Academy to a banquet.
Huang Wanqian spent many days in silence, writing behind closed doors at home, and finally polished out "The Table of Holy Virtue" word by word.
It was during the banquet that the atmosphere was harmonious. In front of everyone, Old Master Fang was witnessing. Huang Wanqian read a sentence, and Shi Anxia silently spoke with his own. read a sentence from that manuscript with a smile.
Amazing!
What Huang Wanqian wrote is not exactly the same as the "Table of Holy Virtues" written by the ancestors of the Huang family, but it is also very different. Ignoring the different usages of individual words and ignoring the differences in a few punctuation marks, it feels like it was completely tacit.
Huang Wanqian, who had most of his body buried in the earth, started crying like a child... The transcoding has been serious recently, which makes us more motivated and updates faster. Please use your little hands to exit the reading mode. Thank you