The Legend of Cultivation by Little Mortals

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The witty man took two steps forward with a clatter, opened the folding fan, looked up at the two handwritings and sighed: "That's really good, Meng Jing, but the girl's handwriting is like her own, just these two words are enough to make people overwhelmed."

The female voice in the inner listening said: "Young master, you need to talk too much, just flatter me to the point. I am numb. I just want to know if someone can get close to my heart."

"Well..." The talented man blushed suddenly

He just stared at the word Zhenlong seriously, thought for a while, and then began to babble, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, and mother-in-law, citing scriptures and references. There are dozens of characters that I think are elegant, and the writing is very beautiful

So Zhang Ye couldn't understand what he said or wrote, so he was a little drowsy

The maid obviously understood what he said and admired his p; smiled and said: "Your master learns to be rich and five cars, and the girl's admiration depends on what my lady thinks."

After finishing speaking, the servant girl took the words and went inside.

After a while, a nice voice came from inside saying: "Ye Gongzi"

Zhang Ye was stunned and didn't understand why she knew she was coming.

Without thinking too much, Zhang Ye responded, "What did the girl call me?"

Meng Jingran said in it: "I don't know how Young Master Ye feels about this Young Master's answer."

"I don't know what he's talking about without feeling it," Zhang Ye replied domineeringly.

The maid in "噗嗤" was amused by Zhang Ye's answer

That wit looked very annoyed and said at night: "A layman, a layman"

"" Zhang Ye inevitably wanted to hit someone again, but finally endured it.

But Meng Jingran in it continued: "Master Ye is really special. I agree with Mr. Ye's point of view. I didn't understand what this young master said. I'm sorry. I'm also a layman. no matter”

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The talented man couldn't help but circle his head, but still said politely: "How dare I accuse Miss Meng of being vulgar? With her talent, how can she not understand?"

Meng Jingran said softly inside: "My lord, please forgive my impoliteness. Since I know my Meng Jingran's talent, why bother to show off in front of me? The mundane Luban used a big ax in front of the door." It's about how you can impress me when your talent doesn't surpass me. I need to go another way, let’s stop here.”

This talent is not surprising, after all, there are very few people who can see her, and it is not surprising that all kinds of problems make things difficult for her. The talent said again: "According to the girl's rules, if you solve one of the two exam questions, you can try the chess game."

"Since the young master is so elegant, I have no objection to please." A pleasant voice floated out

The wit walked to the stone table next to him and watched the chessboard pick up a word but couldn't put it down [

Then I saw that he was sweating profusely, as if he was confused by the chess game

Zhang Ye frowned and felt that this thing was very evil, but he couldn't sense any mana fluctuations and couldn't see that there was any formation in the chessboard to confuse people, otherwise Zhang Ye really wanted to smash the chess game

Very quickly, before anyone had time to react, the talented man let go of the chess piece and fell to the ground. He turned pale and vomited a mouthful of blood, shaking and sat on the ground.

Zhang Ye was taken aback, even though he didn't like this grandson, he immediately went to help him up and said, "Are you?"

Feeling a bit, this person is sane and mentally handicapped, it seems that he is just depressed because he can't solve this horrible chess game.

"Let me say goodbye to my lack of talent and learning." This talented man shook off Zhang Ye's hand and left.

Looking at his back, Zhang Ye sighed and was very worried. He felt that this dream was getting weirder and weirder.

Now the maid took out a new piece of paper and hung the same two words: precious cage

Seeing Zhang Ye's displeased look, the servant girl said again: "My lord, don't think too much about the chess game itself. You don't have the magic power to face the people themselves. People are easy to get into the wrong place and like to embarrass themselves when they don't understand their ideas. In fact, our lady's chess game is rarely used. Both start with bsp;"

Zhang Ye nodded

The servant girl said, "Please, my lord."

Zhang Ye bit the bullet and walked forward, looking at the two graceful characters flying and phoenix dancing, scratching his head and playing various chess characters. It was really embarrassing for Zhang Ye.

Seeing him like this, the beautiful maid couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Ye is very eloquent but doesn't bother to say that her short board is short board and she can't blame anyone

In the end, Zhang Ye took a pen and studied Bao girl's previous style, biting the pen and thinking

Thinking, thinking, eyes darkened, nothing can come to mind, Zhang Ye stopped thinking, picked up materials from the spot, and looked at the maid, Zhang Ye thought about it, can't write the word "servant" on it, right?

No matter how p; Zhang Ye knows, he can't pronounce the words "precious cage maid"

Turning his head to look at the chessboard next to him, Zhang Ye wrote two words on the back of the precious cage without hesitation: chess game

then put down the pen

"" The servant girl stared at the simple words and said in astonishment, "That's...it's over"

Zhang Ye blushed slightly and said, "It's so smooth to read the cage chess game, what else do you want?"

The maid almost vomited blood and fainted, "Is it that simple for you?"

Zhang Ye said angrily, "Why do I have to be complicated? I don't know much, but I can't write the word chess game wrong."

The servant girl looked at the paper and said discouragedly: "It's not a mistake but..."

The implication of her words is that she dares to come to see Meng Jing with such a small amount of water, but what makes people say is that Zhang Ye's handwriting is not usually ugly, like a dog-legged chicken

"Xiaohong brought in Mr. Ye's answer for me to read." Meng Jingran's pleasant voice came out.

Xiao Hong took it in.

After a while, Meng Jingran's pleasant voice murmured: "Precious cage... the chess game is interesting"

Zhang Ye was stunned when he heard that

Following Meng Jingran's voice, he said: "Young Master Ye does not take the usual path. The unusual simplicity suits my liking. Besides, Young Master Ye's handwriting is unflattering, but he can memorize it like a man. The majestic meaning of your state of mind is not a good word that ordinary people can write."

Now, the maid at the door was stunned and looked at Zhang Ye curiously for a few more times, never expecting that the dream scriptures that had read the number of people for such a long time would give Zhang Ye such an evaluation

Not only that, but the pleasant voice continued to say slowly: "My lord, I don't know if you have heard of the Xiacheng night market; recently there is an ordinary wine called 'Yejiu'"

Zhang Yedao: "I've never heard of this before."

Meng Jingran inside said softly: "It is rumored that this is an ordinary wine, but a famous person once commented: 'This wine is spicy and extremely unpleasant to drink, but it is a good wine with strong and unyielding spirit'" Meng Jingran continued: "Later I asked Xiaohong to go to the night market to buy the remaining wine. I took a sip. It was really good wine. Ordinary good wine, but no matter how good it is, it’s not as good as the wine reviewer. This is how I judge your words"

"..." Zhang Ye doesn't know what's wrong, but it's not a bad thing to be praised anyway.

The voice inside said again: "Little red honored guest should serve tea to Mr. Ye with expensive gifts."

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