Nightwatcher

The sale of eight thousand two ........ Ming Liqi Qiu Qiu wave solidified, not pleased, joy, jealousy and other emotions, five flavors.

The mood is equally complicated, eight thousand two, enough to buy a luxury Huafu in the luxury inner city, the teacher said that it is called a golden glass, but spends a total of eight thousand two examples of redemption, and the phoenix is ​​angry.

The masters are not dare, and the merchants will be a spacious silver.

We can make a silver tone, he is a little written, putting down is a full eight thousand silver.

What is the most in the heart of the flower, the heart is deeply, and the lady is ill, and there is not much time. So this eight thousand two silver, bought only a wishes of a dust woman.

In the world, which man can do this for their women like this?

Xu Yin and other men are different ........ The flowers are softened, and they look at the young people wearing robes.

"Xu Lang ........."

Looking at the work in the table, the floating fragrant smiles, laughs with tears.

This is owing you ......... Xu Qi'an sat on the bed and sighed.

The floating fragrant looks at him, pretty face is red, and hesitate to: "You don't have to come, I, I am not good now."

Xu Qi'an reached out to touch her cheeks, and the look is a bit complex.

"I still have a wish."

The floating fragrance turned his head, looking at the people, said: "I think I finally give a dance for Xu Ge, please ask your sister accompaniment."

The flower is nodded.

The floating fragrance reveals a smile, and then looks to Xu Qi'an: "Xu Ge, you go to the outer hall to wait a moment .........."

After the people leave, the floating fragrance replaces a red dress that stacked, embroidered red plum blossoms, and Mei Chung combed her hair, put on the bun, put on luxurious hair accessories.

The frown brow is exquisite, and the lip is lifted out of the flame red lips, and the blush makes her pale face recovers the color.

The floating fragrance gazes the beauty of the mirror, and the face smiles.

Six years ago, a colorful girl came to the Teacher's division, and she lost the dust in the identity of the criminal woman, but with special purpose.

She is hard practicing Qinyi, studying poetry, and became the flower Kui, Yan famous.

Six years old, she should end this life, but a young man broke into her world, just like a light, clen a dim sky.

At the end of this journey, that young man did not absent, and painted her a success.

The floating fragrant gathered, put the skirt, rushing out the door, from the master bedroom to the outer hall, she ran over the long corridor, just like a period of time, at the end, met him.

In the hall, the silk bamboo tube is melodious.

Red dress dance.

If you are surprising, you will be a dragon.

In the end, she fell in Xu Qi An Hui.

The beauty of the arms came up, it was already tears, and she wanted: "Xu Ge, I have to go, after ........"

I am looking forward to leaving traces in your heart; what I am afraid is that I have no big, and I will go forward.

Xu Qi'an glared at her, whispered: "After, you can't come to the teacher."

Because of you, because of you.

For Xu Qi'an, this is also the end of a certain journey of life.

The floating fragrance laughed, and she never had a bright moving, such as a plum like a plum.

A split, Dunna went to the distance.

In the hall, Ming Yan, Xiaoya and other flowers are whisper, tears.

...........

The floating flower is fragrant, and this famous name is completely warped up, and the leader of the teacher.

But her ending is not bleak, Xu Qi'an appeared in the Education Department today, spent eight thousand two silver for her, helping her take off. The news is moving throughout the faculty.

Flowers 8,000 two redeem a wind dust woman in the paste, even if the words also can't write such a plot.

Compared with Xu Qi'an, a thousand gold, only for the beauty of it. Those talented books in the words, the description of a heart, both pale and weak.

For a time, the Women's Women were talking about Xu Qi'an, discussing this legendary colorful and silver, and once silver.

The teacher's priest is the transfer station of the rumors, only two days, and there is almost all those who are eligible to consume in the teacher.

In this era, the love story of the poor and the rich and rich people; the love story of talented and famous, is called two major long-lasting themes.

However, people who heard about this matter couldn't help but praise Qi'an and righteousness, and to thismitute for this.

One pass is 10 passengers, the city well, the merchants, the officialdom, all the things after making tea after the meal.

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When Wang Shoucai used the meal, he heard the two sons chatted to say this rumor.

"Eight thousand two silver, if I let me run, I can't make it a year, I will let it double. Big Brother, you said that this Qi'an is stupid, if it is to have a beautiful person.

"It is a disease into the paste, these eight thousand two can not be drifted."

I found that my father came in, Wang Ergongzi immediately interrupted the topic and bowed her head.

Wang Jiajia teaches strict and advocates food and not speak.

Wang Shoufu sat down at the table, drink a porridge, look to the second son, asked: "What did you say?"

Wang I bother, "No, there is nothing ........"

Wang Shoufu hooks: "Just say, um, related to Xu Qi'an?"

Seeing his father is not pleasing, Wang Hao said: "The floating fragrance of the teacher is in the past, the pharmacistic stone is no rescue, and the seven saga has gave her redemption, but only for the beauty, it is really ridiculous."

Review, be careful: "Father, what do you think?"

Wang Shoufu did not take care, silently drinking porridge.

Wang Eki did not get his father's affirmation, some disappointed.

Well, my father never came back, but the idea of ​​my heart was definitely the same as him.

Wang Shouku drunk porridge, picking up the Pat to the girl, then wipe his hand, faint: "If you can spend eight thousand two, for a dead woman, I respect you is a good man."

Wang Ergam, stayed with wooden chicken.

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Valley.

"Didn't see it, he can be infatuated."

Nangong Qiang is soft with tea, laughing, and unclear is ridicule, or thumbs up.

"Infi is not necessarily, passion is true."

Wei Yuan stands in the gazebo, wide sleeves, and comes with the ok.

After a few seconds, he Hawran returned, slightly depressed: "I used to deduct him for three months, how did you say so many silver?"

You have nothing to deduct him. White ......... Nangong Qian soft examined his father.

Wei Yuan said: "Life is in the world, but we want to be safe."

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Han Linyuan.

The Jijis is sitting in the classroom. The university of the Hanlin Institute has not come, and the prostitute is sitting in their respective positions and talks.

"Xu Yin is really righteous, it took eight thousand two tricks."

"The floating incense has already been ill, the pharmacistic stone is no rescue, and the silver is still willing to save and silver, only for her to be separated from the people."

Although Xu Qi'an has already resigned, the outside world is still used to say that he is a subsidy.

What is eight thousand two, what is redemption? Listening to the peers of the colleagues, the old foggy water, said that my big brother did what happened to earth?

Why is my big brother makes an amazing thing, I don't know if my brother is?

Because the warmth of Wang Si Mo is extremely fast, take the time to date, Xu Erng has long got to go to the teacher, so the message is lagging, and I don't know about eight thousand two redemption.

"But I have heard that many people are laughing at him, a person who will die, how to be eight thousand two? Xu Yin gone is impulsive, but I am afraid I regret it."

"I also heard that Xu Yin, this is in Bo,"

Some people also have different views.

It is still in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being, or these priests will be sprayed.

At this time, the cough sounded from outside the door, and the old man's serious Hanlin Institute, holding a book, into the classroom.

The .

This Hanlin Institute of Massage Ma Xiu Wen, said that it is seriously called, not the party, not drilling the camp, and it is necessary to say that the official farm has been cultivated into the fire. He did stabilize a place in the party's fierce championship.

But he is also in the Hanlin Institute of the universities of the Hanlin Institute for decades, no one is moved.

The officials of the Hanlin Institute, the priests, the most impressive impression of him is that it is calm and calm and safe.

Just as the plaque hanging in his tang: but please feel away.

After the class, the Master of the Hanlin Institute, the people, the rare and Yue Yue, laugh:

"Readers, reading is not a book, is the truth in the book. However, the truth is not only in the book, but also in the book. This official listens to you in the discussion of the eight thousand two, the teacher, the company, the company, you discuss for half a day Can you discuss anything? "

What can this?

"Is there anything right?"

"Looking at money such as dilasion?"

The priest guess.

The Master of the Hanlin Institute, smiled and shook his head. He looked at the new year and said: "Resign, what do you think?"

Xu Xin Ye wrinkled, inexplicably remembered the big brother's knife, he went to prison, the big brother once said: I am not impulsive, I only ask for peace.

Reverededly, all of him later did just seeking peace.

Xu Xinnian Shen said: "But ask for peace."

Hanlin Institute of Massage Ma Shuwen glanced: "Remember this sentence, no matter what height you can go in the future, the official hopes, etc., remember, but ask for peace."

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After the scattering, Xu Xinnian returned to the government, and he was in the heart.

Entered the inner hall, I saw the motherhood sitting at the desk, asked: "Mother, my big brother."

I don't care about him.

"I'm here........."

In the yard next to Xu Qi'an, Xu Qi'an was struck.

After the young brothers came over, he lowered: "You don't mention the things at home."

Xu Xin Ye surprised the big brother: "What happened to Toyo."

"The focus is not floating, the focus is eight thousand two, is like a pixiang, eight thousand two eight thousand two, muttered all day ........."

During the speech, Xu Qi'an pinched the eyebrows, some headaches.

Who is Xiang Ling, who is ........ Xixin, then, he lifted the bar, faint: "I just want to say to my brother."

"What?" Asked Xu Qi'an.

"Life and death, don't be too sad." Xu Erlang comforted.

You won't comfort people, don't comfort, sound like it is talking about it ......... Xu Qi'an nodded, okay.

He has been buried, and he is deliberately collar it back, then takes Yan Caiwei, and find a good graveyard in Beijing.

At the occasion, I listened to the tricks. Since Jianzhou is coming back, Yang Hui fantasy likes to say stories, and everyone is said to be in Jiezhou.

The brothers of the Si Dynasty carried out loudly, praised Yang Migan and unparalleled.

Yang's Chinese fiction is very happy.

However, with Xu Qi'an's eight thousand two redemption of the Division, Yang Xian's fantasy didn't like to tell the story. In these few days, the people of the Division did not see a white shadow from time to time.

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I have used the evening meal, Xu Qi'an knocked on the house of the young brother, said: "" Write you in the first day of the emperor who recorded these days. "

Xu Xinnian has been drinking An Shen soup, is going to rest, push the road: "Wait many more."

"No, remember too much, you will filter some details of self-thinking unimportant, the last time I look at the living record of the chartroom, I will detect your problem." Xu Qi'an is not Yue. "

"What is this problem?" Xu Erlang did not think that his approach was wrong.

"It is not important, I said, not you said." Xu Qi'an walked to the table, spread the pen ink paper, and urged:

"Come over, the big brother personally gives you a moon."

Xu Xinnian helplessly, went to the desk and sat down, writing a pen, and he has continued to look at many emperors in the past few days.

If you write a few days, he does delete a part of the dialogue that I think that there is no meaning, otherwise the amount of work is too big.

But now it is written, he can originally reducing the contents of the record.

After half an hour, Xu Erlang put down the brush and gently licked his hand, pushed more than a dozen rice paper to the big brother: "Okay."

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PS: Ask for a monthly ticket.