Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 291
The night is getting darker.

When Su Jiu woke up, he found himself lying in Jiang Heting's boudoir.

Lifting the bed curtain and looking out of the window, there are a few stars embedded in the distant night sky in late autumn, like a crescent moon but it has already set in the west.

It was just before dawn.

The little girl lay quietly for a while, then suddenly got up to wash and change clothes, and left Xiao's mansion with all the fragrant medicines she had developed in the past six months.

The long street is silent, and every household has not yet risen.

She ran to Huafu, and with the help of Huarourou, she easily broke into Hualao's courtyard.

She spread the fragrant medicine word by word, and stood quietly under the window.

Dozens of kinds of fragrant medicines were mixed into a strange fragrance, which was blown into Hualao's bedroom by the wind.

The old man woke up from his sleep and frowned, "What are you doing outside?"

Hua Rourou courteously brought the face wash, "Grandfather, Xiaojiu is here! She wants to beg you to let her participate in today's incense competition between the two countries... I think she is very sincere, so please promise her! "

"Nonsense! The quota has already been set, how can it be changed temporarily?!"

The dew in the late autumn dawn is heavy.

The little girl's black hair and the corners of her skirt were wet.

Her eyes were red, and she said in a childish voice: "Hua Lao, I think I have worked harder than anyone else, and I think that my Xiangdao skills are not inferior to the others you selected. This is a competition I have been looking forward to for a long time, and I hope you let me participate! Not just for myself, but also for Jiangnan and Daqi!"

After she finished speaking, she knelt down among the flowers and trees.

Seeing that her grandfather had a bad expression, Hua Rourou hurriedly beat his leg, "Grandfather, you used to say that the most rare thing in the world is the heart of a child, and the most unbelievable thing in the world is the heart of a child... Xiaojiu is so sincere, if you Rejection, how hurtful!
"In ancient times, there was a beautiful story about Chengmen Lixue. If my grandfather perfected Xiaojiu today, wouldn't it be a beautiful story?"

Hua Lao pushed him away and walked out the door.

That little girl, stubborn as hell, knelt in the dewy flowers and trees, with her back straight and her face serious.

Under the eaves is the Hexiang developed by her, each flavor is very special.

Every taste is worth a lot.

Hua Lao admitted that Xu Zizhu's limelight was robbed by Su Jiu in Xiangmanlou, and Su Jiu robbed his grandson of his grandson's right to compete in the college competition, so he never liked her.

but--

People's hearts, after all, are fleshy, aren't they?

The old man stroked his beard, "It's a big taboo to temporarily change the candidate. But since you want to participate wholeheartedly, I just want to ask you, are you a candidate?"

The little girl raised her head in surprise.

Tears welled up, and she nodded desperately, "I will! I will! Thank you Hua Lao!"

As long as there is a chance to compete on stage,

She will try to catch it!
She never thought that she had a deep destiny. In those bad years in the past, as long as there was a little chance to improve her life, she would try her best to seize it!
Now, no exception!
The white fog in the early morning gradually dissipated in the hustle and bustle of the street.

Today is the day of the incense competition between the two countries. The Baitai Terrace has already gathered half of the people in the city.

The judges are already seated.

For the sake of fairness, three of the six judges are from Jiangnan and three are from Dongying. They are all well-known incense masters in various countries.

The old man at the head of the Dongpu camp wore serious hunting clothes, and his snow-white hair bun was meticulous.

Already sixty years old.

He was sitting upright, "I remember that 20 years ago, it was also in this place, when the two countries competed in incense and Taoism, and we in Dongpu lost badly."

(End of this chapter)