Back to Datang with weapons

Chapter 42 Angry

I am most afraid of the sudden quietness of the air.

Zhang Twelve and Lu Yuner probably understood the essence of this sentence best.

Lu Fujing was in the front, and the two were in the back. Without saying a word, they just walked forward.

The two looked at each other, and both saw fear and apprehension in each other's eyes——

You can kill or cut whatever you want, but you should say something, don't play cold and violent like this!

After finally entering Lu's residence, Lu Fujing stopped, turned to look at Lu Yuner who was nervous, and asked, "Why did you go out?"

"I……"

Lu Yuner was so nervous that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence. He peeked at Zhang Twelve and sent him a signal for help.

"Miss Lu, I'm with..."

"Shut up - Lu Yuner, I'm asking you."

Zhang Twelve was interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth. He was very helpless, and quietly spread his hands to Lu Yuner, expressing that there was nothing he could do to help, and you should ask for blessings.

"elder sister……"

"I'll ask you one last time, why did you go out!"

"I didn't want to go out at first—it was my husband who called me out, and even took me to Zuichunlou. My husband also said that if my sister really found out, I would go to Zuichunlou to find inspiration for writing poems!"

Zhang Twelve looked at Lu Yun'er, dumbfounded—teammate pig, what's wrong with this, and he sold his labor and capital?

Looking at Lu Yuner again, he didn't feel guilty about being a traitor, but looked at him with a relaxed expression, which clearly meant to say: Don't blame our army for being too scumbag, only blame the enemy army for being too strong!

After hearing this, Lu Fujing raised the corners of her mouth and said, "Go back."

When Lu Yuner heard this, he ran away, as if he was afraid that Lu Fujing would regret it.

"Let's go back……"

Zhang Twelve was still trying to figure out what this sentence meant. Should we let Lu Yuner go back alone, or should we both go back?
But when he saw Lu Fujing's malicious eyes, he knew that he was thinking too much, so he closed his eyes and said, "Come on—be gentle..."

At this time, all kinds of heroic figures who sacrificed their lives emerged in Zhang Twelve's mind, and a sense of tragedy emerged spontaneously...

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement in front of him, and a small slit opened his eyelids——Hey, where is the person?
At this time, in the front yard of the Lu Mansion, where else is there other than Zhang Twelve?

I rubbed my head, I don't know why, but it's better than another triple kill!

He happily walked towards the front hall, not to mention, after a day of shopping, he was really hungry...

And Lu Fujing, who had already returned to the wing room in the backyard, curled her lips, feeling so unfulfilled: You want me to hit me?
Hmph, I won't fight this time!Just so capricious!
…………

After eating, Zhang Twelve, who was in a good mood, hummed "Today is a good day" and walked to the backyard. As soon as he entered the backyard, he saw Chen Qiaoxi standing there with his waist pinched. There is a rare little girl style.

This time, someone blocked the door!

Zhang Twelve's good mood does not mean that Miss Chen is in a beautiful mood, she is very irritable, especially now.

That night, he clearly felt that he was too tired, and then helped him reconcile the accounts, and even said that he would teach him Zhang's arithmetic method. I am afraid that only she knows how happy Chen Qiaoxi is.

But after waiting and waiting, he couldn't wait for him to teach her. Miss Chen didn't hesitate to look for him, but she was turned away. She was so angry that she was avoiding her on purpose!

"You should run again!"

Chen Qiaoxi looked at Zhang Twelve and thought, no wonder Fu Jing said you are a bad person, as expected, very bad!

"What a coincidence, Miss Chen is also outside?"

"Unfortunately, I was waiting for you!"

"Forehead……"

Isn't it good to play dumb?How can we talk today?

"Are you avoiding me on purpose these days? Why don't you dare to see me?"

"Aha, is there? It just so happened that something happened. Ms. Chen has a beautiful face, and Xiaosheng is really looking forward to seeing her. How can I hide from Ms. Chen on purpose!"

"Then you are all right today!"

If she had heard Zhang Twelve say this to her before, she might have been very happy, but now - not at all!This big lie!
"Today—are you all right?"

These days, my legs hurt, my head hurts, my neck hurts, everything hurts, and now Zhang Twelve really can't make it up...

"Since it's fine, teach me Zhang's arithmetic today!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Qiaoxi opened the door and walked into her wing room. Looking back at Zhang Twelve, who was still there in a daze, she shouted dissatisfiedly, "Come on, why are you still standing there!"

Zhang Twelve looked up at the still bright sky, thinking that Lu Fujing only said that she couldn't enter Chen Qiaoxi's boudoir at night, it's daytime, are you okay?
Reassuring himself in this way, Zhang Twelve walked over quickly.

…………

Coming to Chen Qiaoxi's boudoir again, Zhang Twelve felt uneasy.

As the "teacher" who taught Zhang's arithmetic method, Zhang Twelve sat down at the desk without hesitation, while the "student" Chen Qiaoxi stood beside him, looking serious.

Zhang Twelve first wrote down ten Arabic numerals from 0 to 9 on paper, because to simplify the arithmetic method, the first step should be to simplify the counting method of this era.

Seeing such a strange character again, Chen Qiaoxi asked curiously: "What is this? I saw you wrote it last time. Does it have anything to do with arithmetic?"

"It's a big deal."

Zhang Twelve put down the pen in his hand and said, "This is called Zhang's number."

Anyway, no one knows, so Zhang Twelve has the cheek to plagiarize the Arabic numerals as his own, let's give it an exclusive title!

"Zhang's numbers, Zhang's arithmetic method?"

Chen Qiaoxi looked at Zhang Twelve again, her eyes brightened: "Could it be that Mr. Zhang came up with these things himself? Mr. Zhang refers to Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Twelve smiled cheaply: "Small tricks, tricks!"

Chen Qiaoxi looked at Zhang Twelve's eyes again, and became admiring again.

Zhang Twelve patiently told Chen Qiaoxi the numbers replaced by each character. Chen Qiaoxi learned it seriously, but after all, it was the first contact, so it would take some time to memorize it.

"Mr. Zhang, compared to you, my concubine looks too stupid—look, I recited this number just now, but now I forgot it..."

Chen Qiaoxi bent over, pointed to a character on the paper, and said to Zhang Twelve apologetically.

"Ms. Chen is learning it for the first time, so it's normal to forget it."

(End of this chapter)