Chapter 319: 319: The young spring shirt was thin at the time (2)

Chapter 319 Chapter 319
The scholar pondered carefully, seemingly nothing wrong with this remark.
The question is coming again. Does this matter have anything to do with the two big bugs below?
The friend also said, "Because the troubled Lang Jun has some origins, the county guard did not want to make too much trouble, and hoped that the two would settle their grievances privately. The one who picked the trouble said," Yesterday, I heard Chunlou My sister said that people in Zhangjiang Village are killing people. You feel that your two mouths are so scary. It ’s better for us as a gamble to see if your mouth can kill the big bugs, or the length of my hand. The bow killed them Huangquan? They walked on the martial arts all day, I do n’t know why the Dongqing ancestors started?
The scholar smashed his mouth, and suddenly felt that although the troubled Lang Jun had a poisoned mouth, he was also a real character.
Not to mention anything else, just to say that the other party has the courage to bet on hunting big insects, shows the pride.
"Then these two big bugs ... is that Lang Jun hunted?"
"It's eight or nine." The friend nodded. "I have a friend studying at Langya College. I heard that the other person said that the man was born with divine power, capable of carrying a tripod, and hunting two big bugs. This is not impossible. On the other hand, the gentleman heard that he hangs around the fireworks willow alley, his limbs are not working, his wife in the backyard is horribly mischievous, and he is so noisy that he can't even ride a horse and pull his bow, let alone hunting and killing large insects. "
As soon as the words fell, several strong men had already carried the two tigers to the street with a little effort.
The people watching on both sides were curious and impatient, as if a cat was tickling in their hearts, but did not dare to come forward, for fear of the tiger's death and coming back to life.
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The crisp bell sounded even clearer. From far and near, the scholar could not help but widen his eyes and stared.
The young man of about fifteen or sixteen sat leisurely on the horse's back without holding the reins. His horse was white and his limbs were strong.
"What a good war horse!"
The scholar sighed.
The boy on horseback seemed to have heard his compliment, looked up and caught his gaze, making the scholar a little embarrassed.
Only then did he see the boy clearly.
Unlike the wide-sleeved Confucian shirts that scholars and scholars like to wear today, they are full-fitting and have narrow sleeves, but they are different from other ethnic dresses. From the appearance, they still retain the distinctive Dongqing characteristics. The change of Confucian shirt is more convenient for action.
The teenager wore a simple silver ring on his neck, two sachets and other accessories hanging around his waist, and a pair of brown wide-toothed wooden clogs under his feet, wearing white snowy socks. Now the weather is not very warm, people with weaker bodies need to add two more spring clothes to go out, but the young man is still unaware that the clothes are light and simple.
Looking at the teenager's face again, Wu Heiying's eyebrows were raised slightly, making the whole face alive.
As for those eyes ...
I don't know if it's a psychological effect. The scholar just stared at the other person's eyes. There was a guilty conscience and the urge to avoid it.
It seems that being able to see through everything is scary.
The bridge of the nose is very tall, and the thin lips are slightly raised.
Even a fussy person can only say a good-looking boy in the face of this pure face without applying fat powder.
The whole white snowy war horse is also very powerful. The bows and arrows on the horse's ornaments on the horse's back are still standing, and the owner is more like a walker. Believe it or not.
This man is so good.
The scholar thought, and suddenly found that the boy was still holding a bunch of things in his arms.
"Yeah, that's the worm's cub."
The sharp-eyed people opened their eyes wide, and found that the clump of things held in the arms of the young man moved slightly and stretched out his head.
It looked like a milk cat, eyes closed slightly, pouting comfortably, as if how comfortable it was to be held by a teenager.
But if you look closely, you will find that this is not a milk cat at all, but a tiger cub that was born just a few days ago.
The teenager ignored the arguments of the people around him and asked the strong men to carry the two tigers all the way to a door.
The teenager looked at the plaque hanging on the door of the house, and there were two porters outside looking curiously. She did not talk nonsense. She pointed the rolled whip at the plaque and arrogantly said, "Walk around the house a few more times, Give me more money in the circle! "
The scholars and friends followed the curiosity and came to see the excitement. When he saw the young man's behavior, he suddenly hesitated.
The scholar murmured like a dream, "This is also ... arrogant."
Even if he is stupid, he doesn't know who the owner of this house is, he can guess some by just looking at the young man's behavior.
Co-authored, is the owner of this house the home of the disciple who was stunned by the boy that day?
Let the strong man carry two tigers around the mansion to show off ... This face is hitting the door of the house!
So arrogant, can't you go to heaven?
Haha, if the audience in the studio can hear the scholar's inner voice, it is estimated that he will make a huh.
Their anchor has always been very arrogant, and never stayed in the sky.
Yes, the boy on horseback is Jiang Yanji.
[Old driver Lian Meng]: #Take care of the cheek, the anchor daily picks things, this unlucky child is probably scared to jump out.
[Spring 冽]: Hahaha, although it is not the first time to see the anchor arrogant, but every time I see it, I always feel extra cool.
[Uncle Xiaobing]: #Choose the nose, is there any way? There was too much water in their heads, and the anchor just kindly helped people to get the water out of their heads. You haven't seen the situation of Yaji that day. The more you talk about it, the more it goes, it was Nan Sheng Guozhu ’s own pot, but you want to deceive yourself into others. Look, today's Dongqing will soon follow Nansheng's footsteps ...
The live broadcast room is densely populated, the virtual screen is more than double the original size, and the decoration of the live broadcast frame is becoming more and more complicated.
Jiang Yanji rides on the horse's back, holding the whip in his right hand and tapping the palm of his left hand gently.
After a few strong men braved the big house for two laps, Jiang Yanji gave a soft whistle.
"It's bloody? Joke!" Jiang Yanji pointed at the door of the other side, and watched the people around the theater watching, "Slightly people, you should rush out with a lot of domestic servants, but you have to fight Take a breath. If Dongqing is such a shrinking tortoise, Nansheng is a lesson from the past. Say with me? Pick up your bones first and talk!
"Go home!" Jiang Yanji threw a whip in the air with a cold face, and then under her control, the snake-like whip was obediently collected again. This hand played beautifully, and she smiled heartily, He looked around and said, "The skins of these two big worms are good, and they can also be made into tiger skin capes. As for the meat, if you are rare, you may come and try something new."
Some people know Jiang Yanji, others don't.
"Which Langjun is this?"
Jiang Yanji heard sharply, turning his head and looking over there, facing the people who spoke.
"The boy is not talented, Kawasaki Yanagi!"
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