After the failure of ascension, he traveled to the ancient farmhouse to be a group pet

Jiang Chacha carefully asked what the main content of the so-called newspaper was, but felt that there was no conflict between Tianji Pavilion and the newspaper.

Both the official mansion newspaper and the official daily are also very transparent, open and fair, which means that the government and the aristocratic family want you to know the news, but people always have various ideas, and there are always people who want to know some things that are not on the bright side. secret.

Moreover, not everyone can enter the Tianji Pavilion, and not everyone can buy the news.

Of course there are thresholds.

The Tianji Pavilion was established, of course, to compete with the so-called powerful people in the ancient world, so that the Jiang family would not be at a disadvantage and be slaughtered.

Of course, there will also be a practice of money opening the way. Opening a store is to do business.

Xie Shuiqing was also left speechless by Jiang Chacha's series of questions. Today's Tiansheng Daily in Guangyue Mansion is controlled by Xie's family. Of course, she knows that the newspaper controlled by the government and the aristocratic family is no longer as good as it was when the Empress Dowager Wei was alive. As clear and clear as it is, today's newspapers seem to have become the paeans of the government and aristocratic families.

As a member of Xie’s family, she grew up watching newspapers when she was a child, and she knew very well about printing through Bird’s description and various other channels. She actually felt that this matter was more feasible a feeling of.

I was surprised that the five or six-year-old girl in front of me had such ingenuity and vivid thoughts. She was able to grasp the most important points the moment a question was raised, with meticulous thinking and eloquence.

So Xie Shuiqing and Jiang Chacha began to ask and answer again, and then Pei Wunian poured tea for Jiang Chacha. The two drank each other and began to talk carefully about the details.

It wasn't until Jiang Chacha and Xie Shuiqing stopped talking after talking about all the details, that they realized that there was an adult man in the hall.

Pei Wunian, who was on the side, had been staring at the little girl, and when Jiang Chacha looked at him, he looked directly at Jiang Chacha, and found that Jiang Chacha's round eyes were obviously bloodshot, so he went straight forward to look at her. Jiang Chacha hugged her and began to coax her to sleep.

Seeing this, Xie Shuiqing automatically shut her mouth, obviously she is the oldest and tallest person in the hall, why is she so cowardly in front of these three villains!

Xie Shuiqing complained for herself, but she had a smile and a fighting spirit in her heart. She will use the Tianji Pavilion as a weapon and spread and sell news as a battlefield to fight the Xie family and win!

After the little girl closed her eyes, she began to take long breaths, and even adjusted the most comfortable position in Pei Wunian's arms before she fell asleep.

Obviously, she was very reassured and trusted in the boy who coaxed her to sleep.

"Eh? It's clean, you two little benefactors, you really don't feel tired after talking for so long—"

The little monk who had been meditating with his eyes closed opened his eyes at this time, and stared at Pei Wunian's death halfway through his speech, his voice was hoarse, and he didn't talk too much, his eyes saw Jiang Chacha who was sleeping soundly. I consciously shut my mouth.

Xie Shuiqing, who was at the side, was still complaining in his heart that the little monk said that he slept more soundly than anyone else, when he suddenly felt a jolt in his body, as if he was being watched by something.

Looking up, Xie Shuiqing knew that the biting coldness came from the child with superb sword skills.

What are you doing?She didn't speak again!

Then Xie Shuiqing's eyes widened, and he watched a tray floating in front of him with horror and horror, and then landed firmly on the table in front of him.

On it were a stack of banknotes, a bottle of gourd-shaped pills, and a piece of yellow talisman paper.

"Use these banknotes as much as you can. If you don't have enough, tell the birds, they will find us."

"You only have one month to get everything done. I will set up a formation in this house, and the formation is under this table."

"Give this bottle of pills to those you bought, let them eat, and they will do what you can."

"This yellow coin will help you cover up your original appearance when you are outside, and it will last for one year."

After finishing speaking, Pei Wunian carried Jiang Chacha into the side hall, put it where Xie Shuiqing slept for the past few days, and then went out to set up the formation.

I don't know that the little monk followed him all the time, followed him and came back to the main hall to set up the formation eyes and activate the formation, and then he said:
"Little benefactor Pei, how did you train your internal strength and why did it become so strong?"

I don't know that the little monk's thoughts are also Xie Shuiqing's thoughts. Neither of them saw Jiang Chacha and Pei Wunian come over with a sword and a broomstick before. They both thought that he could move things at will because of his astonishingly strong internal strength dictates.

Xie Shuiqing also secretly watched, wanting to hear some tricks and half-styles, maybe he can learn it and comprehend it.

Pei Wunian did not answer:
"Should you go back to Xiangfo Temple?"

"Is this driving people away? I didn't come here just to fight you, little benefactor Pei."

After all, he was still a child. He hadn’t received any answers to his questions, and was also rudely chased away. I don’t know that the little monk still showed some childishness and muttered in his mouth. .

"Master agreed for me to come out at that time, and there is no set date of return. I know you now, and I finally found you. I will not leave!"

Pei Wunian stretched out his hand and pinched the center of his brows. He had known this young monk with a high level of Dharma for three years, and he clearly knew how difficult this young monk was.

One bite at a time, the whole head looks as smooth as a white egg, but the heart is black and black.

"what ever."

Seeing that the sky was bright and he was still in a state of density, Pei Wunian said coldly, then entered the side hall, carried the sleeping Jiang Chacha on his back, and stepped out.

It's time to go back, otherwise the two surnamed Jiang will treat him coldly.

I don't know the little monk followed directly behind

……

Jiang Chacha slept soundly, and when she woke up from a full sleep, she found herself lying on a bed in a restaurant.

Sitting up and looking around, there is no one in the room, but the noise of life can be heard in my ears.

Jiang Chacha stood up and began to move Xiaopang's body to sit on the edge of the bed and was about to put on her shoes when the door creaked and was pushed open.

Pei Wunian came in, stepped forward, grabbed chubby's feet and began to put on socks and shoes.

Then she put on a pink dress, and took out a wooden comb to comb the little girl's hair. The movements were so neat that Jiang Chacha smacked her tongue.

At the same time, she shouted in her heart: She couldn't even put shoes on her own feet!

Skillfully combing the little girl a newly learned hair bun, Pei Wunian slowly sculpted and carved the emerald jade peach blossom core hairpin from the inside to the outside from the space.

It was carved out of a piece of jade with a special color that he picked out from the jade stones that he collected together after unlocking the original stones in the space.

Ginger tea:! ! !looks great!She also wore a string of small broken jade tassels, the tails of which just touched the tips of her ears.

With a smile in her eyes, the little girl shook her head coquettishly.

Pei Wunian smiled and inserted the hairpin into the bun.

Jiang Chacha smiled and shook her head again.

After feeling the movement of the fringe on her head for a while, Jiang Chacha was obediently dragged by Pei Wunian to wash up.

"Brother Nian, Brother Lei, Brother Shan, where did they go?"

Near noon, Jiang Chacha felt very hungry.

"Yesterday, Mr. Cui held a poetry meeting on the third floor of this restaurant, and your two older brothers were invited."

Pei Wunian moved slowly and his voice was flat, but there was a sharpness in his eyes, which disappeared in a flash.