Ban Fang

Chapter 316 Writing
Qing Yuan leaned his elbows on his knees and leaned on his chin lightly. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't understand her thoughts, so he could only ask with a wry smile:

"Girl, why do you want us to go back and finish our breakfast?"

"Of course, if you want to fight, you have to eat enough and have the strength to fight!" Yan Xie nodded innocently.

Anyway, we can't fight at this time!

Most of the guards in Jizhou City are just a formality. Each of the four countries has border fortresses to defend. Who would put heavy troops in the neutral states and counties of peace?

The two countries can each come with [-] defenders, plus Hundred Beasts City's own advantages, what they are looking for is only the effect of intimidation, and the most important thing is not to fight and lose their lives.

In the battle in the early morning, if the Southern Chu guard outside the city was not stupid, he should have known that this garden was so stubborn that it would rather die than surrender, how could it be possible to hand over the city of beasts?
Realizing that the outpost has been wiped out like a humiliation, the army will immediately overwhelm the border. Soldiers, tricks, can it be used like this?

If this big man is allowed to go out to give away the head again, she really regrets helping to dispel the gu.

"Don't care about the city?" Qing Zhun is a big bastard, he finally got rid of his hidden dangers, and he was depressed for half a year, whether he can fight or not, his heart is itchy and his hands are itching and suffering!

"Call him for a few more days." Yan Xie turned her head away proudly, and said casually, "We raise animals, but we are not animals. If someone says it a few times and agrees, how easy is it to fall off? We really treat us as a target." Come on, flitting brute?"

"Young girl is quite reasonable. When people call for beatings, they rush to beat them. How embarrassing?" Qing Yu couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

Qing Shu glanced at the people under the tower, and was successfully provoked and replied arrogantly: "There is a chapter and law in war, and reward them with a few more days of life."

"That's right, didn't you kill his own son, why are you so obedient?" Yan Xie's question made the four men suddenly change their expressions of embarrassment, which also made the corners of her mouth twitch abruptly, and she asked wonderingly, "Really killed?"

The four of them raised their eyebrows in embarrassment, scratched their heads, adjusted their clothes and stood up. Only Qing Yuan answered the question.

"Kill it, the young general who is the leader of the outpost is the son of the three generations of the main general." Qing Yuan suddenly became a little curious, how would this girl with a clear mind respond?

Yan Xie paused for a moment, then got up with the support of the flower window, nodded more firmly and said: "Then you should rest, the young general is not easy to kill, and now you are so sore to rest, hang up the exemption card for him, and also give him face. .”

Crowd: ...

This nonsense speaks well, it's amazing!
Biting her lip, trying to maintain her self-confidence, Yan Xie sighed in her heart, "Is it easy for her to coax a group of old men who have been provoked to fight?"
The general under the city probably thought that the Hundred Beasts Garden would be easy to handle, and sent his own son to grab some military exploits. He never thought of stealing chickens without losing money, and passing the three generations to the whole family.

Now the beams are getting bigger!
At first, I was still thinking about it, but my stomach was rumbling uncontrollably. The grandpa Qingzhun couldn't hide his shyness, he cleared his throat and asked:
"Who wrote it?"

Yan Xi was so confused by the question, she tilted her head and asked, "What are you writing?"

"The free battle card is handed over to you! I'm going to eat." Qingshu heard that he was going to write and walked faster than flying.

Qing Yuan suddenly held his wrist, his face was full of pain, and he frowned and said: "Ah, I prepared too many meals at once today, this wrist can't do it, alas! Can't do it, can't do it!"

After speaking, he quickly left the tower with his wrists in his hands.

After watching the two leave, Yan Xie looked at the remaining two elders, and glanced at the calligraphy case next to the tower. Could it be that they are also handicapped in calligraphy?
Holding her sore forehead, looking at the warm-up, constantly turning her elbows, Yan Xie asked with the last ray of hope, "Would Third Uncle be willing to write for you?"

"The whip is broken, and the wrist still hurts after twisting. I'm afraid I can't do it." He turned his wrist like this, how can he ask?Not a smart seedling either!

The corners of Yan Xie's mouth twitched when he heard that, before he could say anything, Qing Yuan shook his wrists with an unforgiving expression and left the tower, leaving Qing Zhun to stare at her.

"Does girl write?" Qing Zhun raised his hand and invited her to go to the small building to write.

Looking at the row of good Langhao brushes on the desk, Yan Ji didn't have the slightest idea to pick up the brushes, who doesn't know that the brushes have enmity with her in this life!I had to say very honestly: "I don't know how to write."

"Ba——" Qing Zhun pursed his lips and said with emotion, "Since this is the case, as the head of the family, I can only fight against the city."

Yan Yan: .
Naked menace!
Clearly knowing her intentions, she went up for a free card?
"My handwriting." Yan Xi smiled uglier than crying.

"It's better than us old men with whips!" Qing Zhun couldn't believe that a girl with a clear and elegant style could not write!

The old man of the Qing family passed away early, and how many days of school education they have received can be counted on their fingers. Ask them to write big characters?Isn't it more insulting than stepping on the ground?
"I'm afraid I wrote it, and the good intentions of praise turned out to be a real insult." Yan Xisiji picked up the pen and involuntarily paced back and forth in the small building anxiously, praying that someone who could write would descend from the sky.

Suddenly, a small head poked out from the long flower window, it wasn't Yan Yin who it was!
"Senior sister, come!"

Yan Yin was knocked out of her mind by the senior sister's call, and was about to run away when she turned around and bumped into the puzzled Chun Equinox, hearing the girl shouting, she naturally brought Yan Yin in front of Yan Xie.

"It's coming." When the spring equinox saw the pen and ink on the book case, it naturally supported the inkstone to study the ink carefully.

Looking at that skilled posture, he asked as if seeing a savior: "Can you write on the vernal equinox?"

"Me?" Chun Equinox's eyes were full of shyness, and he smiled shyly, "The girl thinks highly of me, I'll grind ink to write for the girl!"

Yan Xi turned to Yan Yin speechlessly, the last hope!Full of hope, he asked: "Sister, can you write?"

"I'm good at Gu worms." Yan Yin smiled nervously.

Master taught her the Thousand-Character Classic and the Three-Character Classic, and only required her to be able to read and understand the characters. She was never required to be able to write. Now she is required to write, which is harsh!
"Are you really going to embarrass me?" Hearing the cursing from the city, Yan Xie felt his head hurt more and more.

I am used to hiding my clumsiness, how much struggle is it if I really want to show my weakness in front of others?
The only quill with confidence is to write so that people outside the city can see it. How many pens do you have to break?

Sensing Yan Xi's hesitation, Qing Zhun hurriedly patted his chest and assured him, "Write with confidence! Uncle is here."

"Okay——" Yan Yan's good handwriting made the old elder not reconciled, and he held the Langhao pen the size of a baby's wrist, and wrote in ink without the slightest proficiency.

After burning the incense, a piece of war-free white silk several feet long was tied with small stones and thrown down from the city wall.

The unique crooked font made the people in the city see it for a moment, and forgot where they were for a moment. After all, he was also a general who had experienced battles, but he was still stunned for a long time by the astonishing font. , read in amazement:
"General Sui Bian is too difficult to kill, so he will rest for three days."

Can't find anyone who can write in the huge city of beasts?
　Good morning ~ Brush, Suiyu really has no talent, I always want to poison the little monkey
　　
　
(End of this chapter)