Chapter 222 Who is a womanizer among serious people?

Chapter 222 Who is a womanizer among serious people?

Liao Wenjie choked on his words, but Ning Caichen's logic was smooth and well-founded, and he couldn't refute it.

"Brother Zhiqiu, don't eat it. Brother Ning has a problem with his ideological consciousness. Please advise him quickly."

Liao Wenjie pulled Zhiqiu Yiye, who was eating and drinking like crazy. He didn't know whether it was because he was too hungry or because he had a grudge against the steamed buns. He looked like he would not give up until he had eaten ten.

"What's wrong, what's wrong with brother Ning?"

Zhiqiu Yiye swallowed the ninth steamed bun and burped in pain. He couldn't stand it anymore. He really couldn't eat anymore.

But you can't keep your word. He vowed to eat ten bowls of rice. Now that there is no rice but steamed buns, he will eat ten steamed buns.

"He said he's not good with women, what should I do? It's so sad!"

"You're right, who's a womanizer among serious people?"

Zhiqiu Yiye didn't take it seriously and sneered: "Brother Cui, are you serious and a womanizer?"

Liao Wenjie was speechless, and after a while he slowly said: "Serious, well-known, and not known for being a womanizer."

"Then let's get married. We all are not womanizers. Come on, let's go."

Zhiqiu Yiye picked up the tenth steamed bun and took a deep breath: "Master, my disciple is not only not good at women, but also does what he says."

Liao Wenjie: "..."

Everyone is a weirdo, where have all the normal people gone?

After swallowing the tenth steamed bun, Zhi Qiu Yiye collapsed and couldn't move. He tilted his head and saw Liao Wenjie with a depressed look on his face. He panted and said, "Brother Cui, it's a good thing not to be lustful. My master once said that lust is like a steel knife for scraping bones." , Beauty can mislead one’s future, Brother Ning, if you don’t want to be lustful, you will definitely have great achievements in the future.”

"The words are true, but I advised Brother Ning to be lustful just for the sake of his future!"

Liao Wenjie raised his brows and thought of the third trick, and poured Ning Caichen a glass of wine: "Brother, you heard what the young lady from the Fu family just said. Their father is the minister of the Ministry of Etiquette, and is in charge of the imperial examinations. If you become his son-in-law, you will definitely be promoted all the way up, and you can get the honors with your eyes closed."

"Furthermore, the Minister of Rites is a high-ranking official of the second rank. He is only responsible to the emperor above the court. His position is high and powerful. In terms of official career, he is a big leg!"

It's not that Liao Wenjie is just talking nonsense, it is indeed the case. Even though Fu Tianchou is only a second-grade civil servant, there are also first-grade officials and first-grade officials above him. However, it is not only difficult for these first-grade officials to be promoted, but most of them are fictitious. It sounds powerful, but if there is no Working part-time, he is basically just a talker.

The Minister of Rites was different. In Liao Wenjie's previous life, he was equivalent to the minister of propaganda, united front, diplomacy, education, culture, science and technology and other departments.

Coupled with the top priority of sacrificial matters, the real power faction said something that the emperor didn't like to hear. Fu Tianchou stamped his feet in the court and the whole world trembled.

"Brother Cui, you are talking nonsense again. Not to mention that Mr. Fu is famous for his uprightness. He has power and will not abuse it. Even if he abuses it..."

Ning Caichen's character continued to be strong, and he started writing: "Wealth and honor are what people want, and if you don't get them in the right way, you won't get them."

That’s fine, you can be single!

Liao Wenjie shook his head and said that. He started from the three perspectives of fate, beauty, and power. He said everything that needed to be said. Ning Caichen didn't listen to a word, so he stopped wasting any more words.

"By the way, you have good writing skills. Write a poem for me."

Liao Wenjie took out the picture of a lady from his umbrella and handed it to Ning Caichen. It was missing four lines of a seven-character poem, and the artistic conception was seriously lacking. While Ning Caichen was still there, he quickly made up for the collection value.

"Brother Cui, why don't you just come by yourself?"

"The word eats lotus root!"

Liao Wenjie shrugged. In his previous life, he was a painting seller. He practiced calligraphy in order to be arty, so he was not considered ugly.

But it depends on who you compare with, compared with Yan Chixia...

Well, the old Taoist priest looks fierce, and Kuang Cao is really good. When I'm not writing wildly, my words are like a sword in a box. Although it's not out of its sheath, it still has its sharp edge. It makes my eyes hurt after reading it for a long time.

another.

Compared with Zhiqiu Yiye, his calligraphy is indeed good, but compared with Ning Caichen, he is a bit unskilled.

Ning Caichen relied on his writing to earn a living. While studying the Four Books and Five Classics for fame, he also earned living expenses by writing for others. His handwriting alone could seduce young ladies from wealthy families.

"Brother Cui, do you want to write a poem about separation and sorrow?"

Opening the scroll, Ning Caichen was immediately stunned, and then asked in a low voice.

"Almost, I have the poem, just write it down." Liao Wenjie cleared his throat and read out the poem Ten Miles Away from the Lake.

"The sky is covered with frost over the ten-mile flat lake, and every inch of blue hair is filled with worry about the past. Looking at each other at the moon shape, we only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals..." Ning Caichen repeated it several times, feeling more and more sad, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Brother, how many dishes are there? Are you so drunk?"

"No, I was moved by the true love between Brother Cui and Miss Xiaoqian."

If you say that, then your forehead is quite green!

"Brother Ning, I told you that you are overthinking it. Xiaoqian and I are in a prostitute and top-notch relationship, and I haven't even done it yet!"

"Well, everything you say is right."

Ning Caichen nodded repeatedly, knowing that Liao Wenjie was in deep distress and did not want to go further on this topic. He carefully took the scroll away from the wine table and went to the side to wash his pen and inkstone alone.

He has already figured out the general situation. It's just that Fu Qingfeng and Xiao Qian are strikingly similar. Liao Wenjie misses the other person when he sees them, and the love buried deep in his heart wells up, and he writes this poem out of emotion.

Because all kinds of sufferings are difficult for outsiders to explain, I asked him to help me write poems.

"The word love is really harmful. Heroes like Brother Cui who face monsters without changing their expressions are no match for him..."

Ning Caichen muttered, then the question is, since it is so rare, why not find Fu Qingfeng to relieve the pain of lovesickness, but instead use the name of marriage to help him matchmaking?

understood!

Because the two women are not the same person, Liao Wenjie is afraid that he will get deeper into trouble, and he is also afraid of hurting the other person.

"Brother Cui, I am worthy of you, Gao Jie Qingfeng is not as good as me!"

This guy is starting to think about it again!

Hearing Ning Caichen whispering in his ears, Liao Wenjie knew that he must have no good intentions. He raised his eyebrows at Zhiqiu Yiye, who was lying among the corpses.

"Brother Zhiqiu!"

"oops!!"

Zhiqiu Yiye shivered, sat up with his hands on his hands, and said with a headache: "Brother Cui, if you have something to say, just tell me, if you don't come here suddenly, I'll be scared to death."

"It's like this. I think your wise brother is very good at Taoism, and I would like to ask you for advice."

"fight!?"

Zhiqiu Yiye's eyes lit up, and then he shook his head: "Forget it, although I am aggressive, but I am dealing with monsters and monsters. I am competing with you, Brother Cui... If you can't beat me, there is no point in getting beaten. No more competition, you win." .”

"It's not about fighting, it's about sitting and talking."

Liao Wenjie said seductively: "I have a sword-wielding skill with amazing power. I can float in the sky and fight with dignity and style. I am suitable for a handsome boy like you, my dear brother."

"Hehehe, Brother Cui is very discerning. I didn't expect you to discover me even though I was hiding so deeply."

Zhiqiu Yiye grinned. It was mainly because he hadn't washed his face in the past few days and had been running around for a long time that he looked shabby. Otherwise, anyone with long eyes could see that he was handsome.

"I will take out the sword control skills and explain them. My dear brother, you can also explain your own skills. Let's exchange experiences and make progress together. How about that?"

"I'm afraid this won't work!"

Zhiqiu Yiye put away his smile and said seriously: "The rules of the master are very strict. I can't break the rules. Otherwise, the ancestor knows in the sky and strikes me to death with a thunderbolt. It will be a lot of fun."

There is a god in his head, and Liao Wenjie warned him a few more times that it was taboo to work behind closed doors. Zhi Qiu gritted his teeth and didn't give him any room to turn.

Immobilize... The Earth Escape Technique is in front of him. Liao Wenjie is salivating. Zhi Qiu Yiye refuses to let go, and he will not give up even more. He slaps it on the wine table.

"Brother Cui, don't be angry. You don't have a disciple and don't understand the taboos. If I spread the spell randomly, it won't just be me, but you will also be in trouble."

Zhiqiu Yiye shook his head like a rattle, stood up and walked outside the house: "Not much to say, I just saw a lonely sapling. I will help it grow into a giant tree in the sky."

"Sit down, you bastard."

Liao Wenjie pressed Zhiqiu Yiye back to his original position: "You see clearly, I did not scare you, but exchanged things for things so that you can give an explanation to the master."

"What's the explanation?"

Zhiqiu Yiye didn't know why, and when he saw a row of copper coins on the table, he became even more confused.

What do you mean, are you looking down on him or the Kunlun sect?

"Xiandi, please look carefully and don't jump to conclusions."

"Money can drive away ghosts, and wealth can channel spirits. It looks so powerful..."

Zhiqiu Yiye picked up the copper plate, studied it for a long time, and said with a confused face: "Brother Cui, what kind of copper coin is this? Did you make it yourself?"

Liao Wenjie: "..."

He was not afraid of not having the goods in hand, but he was afraid that the person on the other side didn't know the goods. He had reason to suspect that Zhiqiu Yiye was not good at learning and was just a half-pail of water who sneaked down the mountain gate.

Fortunately, the problem is not big. I know that Qiu Yiye is really stupid, not pretending to be stupid, and can still continue the routine.

Add money!

"My dear brother, this is called innate copper coin. Whether it is the gods in the sky or the underworld, they all receive this kind of salary. If you say it is hard to find in the world, no one will refute it."

Liao Wenjie gave a small compliment and took out a money sword made of thirty-six copper coins from his arms: "Look, dear brother, this money sword is the best choice for exorcising evil spirits and fighting ghosts. It is especially useful for us practitioners." Yan, it is simply a family heirloom and an artifact of the sect.”

"Hiss, hiss, so powerful?"

Zhiqiu Yiye took the money sword and studied it for a while with a frown.

"how?"

"To be honest, Brother Cui, I have a demon-slaying sword. It was passed down to me by my master. The copper-coin sword is dispensable to me."

Zhiqiu Yiye shrugged and had no interest in the money sword. His master commented that his talent in martial arts was mediocre, but he was a once-in-a-century genius in spells, earth escape, and object control.

Life is short. If you want to achieve something, you must distinguish the priorities and never make a decision.

Innate copper coins are indeed rare, but they don't match his style, so it's of no use if you ask for them.

"Brother Cui, put the sword away. When you return to the mountain one day, I will ask you. Maybe others will be interested."

Zhiqiu Yiye loosened his belt and said, "No more talking. The tree should be anxious. Let's talk later."

Liao Wenjie: "..."

Fortunately, the location was not at Lanruo Temple, otherwise Ning Caichen would have misunderstood something when Zhiqiu Yiye said it.