Nanqin

For Zhang Nanqin, time is spent in laziness and leisure.

As for Wei Lanqing, she was entangled in random thoughts, especially when she saw Zhang Nanqin's figure, she didn't know how to restrain her feelings.

Therefore, the daily transportation of Wei Lanqing returned to Xiao Liuzi.

Seeing the carriage leaving, Monk Heming asked Zhang Nanqin, "Brother Qin, what's wrong with the blue girl?" After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Nanqin.

"Monk, my little master warned your eyes!" After Zhang Nanqin finished speaking, he stood up from the ground and patted his butt and said: "This woman really holds grudges, go, monk, go back to the house."

"Huh?" Monk Heming was taken aback: "Aren't you going to Huamanlou?"

Now for Monk Heming, that Huamanlou can be said to be the best in the world, making him linger.

"My little master is not going, you have to go by yourself."

After Zhang Nanqin said that he raised his leg and left, and Monk Heming immediately followed when he saw it, and walked behind him and said: "If you don't go, there is no point in going there."

"It's not interesting? I don't even know the people inside. When you went in the afternoon, you went with those maids." Zhang Nanqin glanced at the monk Heming beside him: "You bald men don't have a good thing."

"Amitabha Buddha, benefactor, you can say that you are a monk, but you can't profane." Monk Heming said prudently, and then grinned: "Brother Qin, what is bald luzi?"

The two disappeared into the crowd as they walked and talked. They saw their figure again and returned to the alley.

Monk Heming was tasting wine, chewing meat, holding the Buddha beads in his hand, and listening to Zhang Nanqin talking with Qin Ruoan brothers and sisters. He thought it was a very enjoyable thing. He drank a drink and looked at the man squatting at the gate of the yard. Zhang Nanqin.

Zhang Nanqin crouched, looked at the carriage in front of him, frowned, looked back at the clothes and tobacco placed in the hall, and then returned to his seat and sat down.

"Brother, I asked Miss Wei to prepare the carriage for me." Qin Ruoan said softly, "If Brother feels inappropriate, I will return it tomorrow."

Zhang Nanqin shook his head after hearing this, and seemed not to care: "What else? Her Wei family may have made a lot more profit this time than you think."

So Zhang Nanqin was chatting about the smoking pot while talking about the Eleventh concubine, and the monk Heming was dumbfounded.On the other hand, Qin Ruoan was very calm.

Qin Ruoan smiled: "Brother, did you decide to help Wei's family?"

"I did it all, it's not bad." Zhang Nanqin didn't care, and then looked at Monk Heming: "You almost licked the plate when you drank."

Monk Heming grinned: "Brother Qin makes delicious. I don't praise the monk. It is better than those cooked by the chefs in restaurants."

Zhang Nanqin did not refute the words of Monk Heming.Because in that god city, the cook known as the god of cook had to admire Zhang Nanqin's cooking skills, let alone others?

Qin Ruoan said, "Brother did this, but he supported Wei's family."

Zhang Nanqin sighed, "How about holding it up? She may not be able to hold it."

"Isn't there still a brother?" Qin Ruoan showed a faint smile on his face.

Monk Heming cleaned up the mess and left with a plate. The two brothers and sisters looked at his figure, Qin Ruoan said, "Advance and retreat have a degree."

Zhang Nanqin nodded: "Everything we said, I did not deliberately guard him."

Qin Ruoan said: "He knows what to listen to and what not to listen to." After speaking, she retracted her gaze and looked at Zhang Nanqin: "Brother, do you want to train him?"

Zhang Nanqin shook his head: "I can't talk about training. However, the fierceness in his bones has not been stimulated. Maybe I will give him some opportunities. He can grasp it and turn it back into the sky."

Qin Ruoan nodded and said, "Brother, I went to Chen Mansion today."

Zhang Nanqin was not surprised,

Indeed, Qin Ruoan is not a person who likes to trouble others.But now she asked for a carriage, and Zhang Nanqin knew that there was Qin Ruoan's reason.

"Although Chen Mansion is not as good as before, returning from Jing'an Road to Changping Mansion still has a certain status." Qin Ruoan said sincerely.

"Zhu'an Road, Jiufu is the prefecture, and Changping Prefecture is the prefecture of Zhu'an Road. As a prefecture, Chen Zhipeng is a bit uncomfortable compared to his ancestors." Zhang Nanqin continued to comment: "But in the Chen family, It's not bad. It's not worthy of Old Man Chen."

Qin Ruoan said flatly after hearing this: "Although the Chen family was at a low point after being beaten back to Zhu'an Road from Jing'an Road after Father Chen passed away, given them some time, the Chen family may still have a chance to walk up again."

Zhang Nanqin laughed and said: "The younger sister might as well say that the Chen family lacks courage. After the old man passed away, the Chen family was too conservative to defend."

"This courage depends on whether the Chen family has discovered it, or whether it has the courage to grasp it." Qin Ruoan's words contained deep meaning.

Zhang Nanqin knocked on the smoke pot and said, "The little girl came to Zhu'an Road from Jing'an Road. They didn't show up early or late, but they found the little girl at this time. Don't have any deep meaning."

Qin Ruoan said noncommitantly: "Brother stayed here for more than three months. The enemies of my brother have already been staring here. The Chen family can invite the younger sister to be his husband at this time. This has already risked great pressure. "

Zhang Nanqin said playfully: "So courage is very important."

If the two of them were heard by others, the monk Heming had already walked over from the kitchen, sat on the chair, took out the tobacco from his arms, and filled it with Zhang Nanqin.

Qin Ruoan said, "Brother, your quiet days will not be long."

Zhang Nanqin looked at Monk Heming's pack of shredded tobacco at most, and said, "It is not the time for the Chen family to enter the game."

Qin Ruoan said: "The Chen family already wants to drop a pawn at this time." She said and paused here: "And the little girl also heard that someone is asking about your whereabouts recently."

"Huh?" Zhang Nanqin was shocked: "Who?"

Qin Ruoan pulled the wolf skin on his legs and said, "Wufang, Liu Yiyi, the daughter of the Liu family."

Zhang Nanqin was a little surprised when he heard that, because he was able to get out of the Bodhisattva Hall, precisely because of the Liu family.Had it not been mentioned by Qin Ruoan again, Zhang Nanqin would probably not take the initiative to think about this matter with the Liu family.

Qin Ruoan also understood why Zhang Nanqin came out, so she only said it when she learned that it was the Liu family who was looking for Zhang Nanqin.

Zhang Nanqin shook his head: "The woman has eyes higher than the top, so she is not interested."

Qin Ruoan said patiently: "Brother, who hasn't had an eye above the top? It's not the same when you face it?" She didn't give Zhang Nanqin a chance to speak: "It's just that our level of cognition is different. It means that the eyes are above the top, which is not the case in the eyes of one's own people."

"Are you saying that your brother is inferior to that woman in disguise?" Zhang Nanqin smiled. He knew what his younger sister meant, and he patted Qin Ruoan's leg: "Wufang is good, but it has a relationship with the military department. He casts armor for the military camp. And they have the craftsmanship spirit, which I still appreciate your brother. But if you want to cooperate through the Liu family relationship..."

He didn't say any more, but shook his head.

Qin Ruoan still persuaded: "I know that my brother is worried, and their Liu family does rely on it. Even if the effect is minimal, it is a good thing if it is used properly, what do you think?"

Zhang Nanqin was silent.

Qin Ruoan said unwillingly: "A person's ability is always limited."

After hearing this, Zhang Nanqin said lightly: "In Yunzhou, apart from the old monsters, there are very few people who can keep your brother behind, and there are rules that the gods suppress. Even the strong have restrictions. I enter Jingan Road. , Although there will be many crises, but who can keep me?"

These words were overbearing, and the monk Heming who listened to the side was shocked. At that moment, he felt a powerful force hit his heart.