Chapter 42: You are here, peace of mind

Returning to the seat, Nan Baoyi coquettishly leaned into the arms of the old lady, "Grandma..."
The old lady laughed from ear to ear, and praised the surroundings: "At the time when we Jiaojiao'er said we were going to participate in the Huachao event, I just treated it as a kid and didn't allow me to come. Unexpectedly, I got a first prize! This child is clever, as her mother."
Nan Guang sat awkwardly in the back, with an old face pale.
His two taels of silver and his money for spending money are just gone. What is this? !
Liu's lip clenched tightly and pinched his palm, only to resist the urge to tear Nan Baoyi alive.
Her one thousand taels of silver with snow pattern, just like that, it's all her wealth!
Mrs. Cheng and Chang are equally embarrassed.
Although they came from officials, they are not as rich and honorable as Nanfu.
A thousand taels of silver is a lot of money for them. How many gold and silver jewelry can be bought, and there will be a sound in the water, but I didn't expect it to be so gone!
They remembered that Nanfu had bet tens of thousands of taels of silver on Nan Baoyi's head.
That's a one-to-twenty odds, it's a profit!
Not only are they jealous, others are secretly envious.
Why does the Nan family seem to be able to make money?
Although the official luck is impassable, but the wealth is also great!
Really envy and hate!
Nan Baoyi and Nan Baozhu got together and looked at the reward in the sandalwood box.
In addition to one hundred taels of silver ingots, there is also a set of four good-quality study treasures, and there is even an exquisite crushing ancient coin.
Nan Baoyi generously gifted the silver ingots to Nan Baozhu, "Just as a lottery for Zhuzhu. This set of four treasures of the study, I will give it to my eldest sister. The girls in our house, the eldest sister is happy to write a few words. Words."
Nan Baozhu smiled and took the silver ingot, and showed off with the little sister.
Nan Baoyi quietly glanced at Xiao Yi while holding the winning money.
The boy didn't know when he changed into a black dress with narrow sleeves. The cuffs and neckline were embroidered with dark gold curling moiré. Although his appearance was beautiful and handsome, his momentum was very solemn and solemn.
He seemed to notice her gaze, and he looked at it coldly.
Nan Baoyi hurriedly lowered her head pretending to be nothing, and reached out to play with the fruit plate on the table.
She wanted to give him the winning money, but he was so indifferent that she couldn't speak for a while.
Suddenly curious discussions sounded around:
"Who transferred the soldiers, what is this going to do?"
"They have real knives and guns, right? It's so scary!"
"Look, they seem to be in the army!"
Looking at Nan Baoyi, an army of about two hundred people gradually gathered on the high platform.
Situ Lin smiled and brushed his beard. "One-character long snake formation. This lieutenant under my command is best at putting one-character long snake formation. With this formation, he has captured countless enemy soldiers alive. Young Master Xiao reads the military books and thinks my army. Array, how?"
Xiao Yi looked around.
The lieutenant has experienced many battles, and the formation is neat and powerful, flexible and flexible, like a giant python ready to attack at any time.
He nodded, "Very good."
Situ Lin patted him on the shoulder, "You can pick ten people you like from among all the people present, and break the formation as you like."
In an uproar!
Everyone knew that the adopted son of Nanfu was planning to challenge an army of more than two hundred people!
Several examiners rushed over and persuaded: "The Huachao Festival competition is focused on participating and having fun, but you dare not kill anyone. What ten people break the battle, and all the rich guys are present. They haven't even been to the battlefield. Array, isn't this a nonsense?!"
"Not bad!" A retired old general frowned, "General Situ, who doesn't know that your line-up is the best. No one can break the battlefield for several years. Don't you mean to embarrass the junior?"
Situ Lin smiled and said nothing.
The Nanjia Building is about to fall, and the old lady wants him to support Nanjia, so he has to come up with something that convinces him.
If Xiao Yi is a young man worth training, then he doesn't mind supporting him.
But if Xiao Yikong has his own appearance, then no one can use the Nan family, and the defeat is irreversible, and it is not worth him to offend other powerful people for them.
Xiao Yi's face was as usual.
Looking over the seat, the rich elders shunned them, lest they want to break the formation with him.
He chuckled.
Originally, he had never thought of picking people out of this group of boys.
He said casually: "There is no need for ten people... to break the formation, two are enough."
Shocked!
Situ Lin couldn't help but scolded, "Xiao Yi, you have to think clearly!"
The boy calmly walked towards the high platform, "Nan Jiaojiao, let me break the line."
Nan Baoyi was taken aback.
The young man's back was tall and steady, and the sun fell all over him. He was like an unsheathed black blade, no longer deliberately concealing his sharp edge, sweeping everywhere, invincible.
The scene before him gradually overlapped with the previous life.
In his previous life, Xiao Yi led soldiers on expeditions countless times.
At that time, like other palace ladies, she quietly lay down on the palace floor to peek at him.
She listened to the discussion of the palace ladies, discussing how the Imperial Masters swept through thousands of troops, how invincible, how beautiful the appearance was, and if she could become the female master of the Imperial Palace, what should How happy and beautiful...
There were too many palace ladies peeking at Xiao Yi, and they squeezed her out of the palace!
She screamed and fell, but she fell into Xiao Yi's arms.
She was so ugly in her previous life, and the lieutenants and the maids thought she was overwhelmed with their arms, so they sneered in all directions.
She was so ashamed that she couldn't get into the hole, but Xiao Yi did not smile.
He hugged her, as if he didn't remember the sister who had humiliated him countless times when he was a child, and asked indifferently: "Do you want to go with this seat?"
How did she answer at that time?
Her memory is a little fuzzy.
But that was the last time she met with Xiao Yi, and then she died in the court's clandestine fight without waiting for him to triumph.
Nan Baoyi was still in a daze, Xiao Yi stepped on the horse, "Nan Jiaojiao."
Nan Baoyi hurried to the high platform.
Xiao Yi dragged her on horseback and made her sit firmly in front of him.
Nan Baoyi quietly looked up at him.
The boy's outline is smooth and beautiful, but there is no lack of heroic spirit. The narrow eyes contain coolness and solemnity. The curvature of the bridge of the nose is beautiful, the lips are red and the teeth are white, and the heroic posture is outstanding.
She whispered: "Second brother, you know I will hold you back, why do you still pick me?"
Xiao Yi glanced at her calmly.
The little girl was delicate and beautiful, and Danfeng's eyes were innocent, which made him have an urge to hold her firmly in his palm.
It seems that if you don't take her out, you will never see her again.
"You are here, peace of mind."
He drew a black and red tasseled spear from the treasure rack, and clasped a beautiful spear with ease.
He raised his eyes and stared at the ever-changing long snake formation.
He said, "Nan Jiaojiao, sit still."
The steed disappeared in place like a gallop, like a black thunder flying towards the sky!
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