Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

The crowd burst into applause, and even the examiner couldn't help praising: "The two boys are so young and so knowledgeable and admired. Please!"

Gu Feng arched to the examiner and walked to the ring of the fourth team, but Qi Yan stopped at the third ring and glanced down.

Nangong Jingnv was found at a glance in the vast crowd, facing each other.

Nangong Jingnv looked back at Qi Yan, and her amber eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist. Even Nangong Jingnv didn't know whether the other party really saw herself.

Because Qi Yan and Gu Feng's performances were too outstanding, the examiner did not even say: choose a bounty or continue to break through the barriers.

Except for Qi Yan, everyone in the field thought that the two on the stage would rush down all the way, killing the fifth person all the way to fight, fighting for the hundred grains of silver that no one had picked for nearly a decade.

The more people gathered in front of the Yulou, many hawkers heard that two people passed the third level this year, and even the business did not do it.

Carrying the load and pushing the car to the periphery, for a glimpse of style.

Under the attention of all, Qi Yan came to the examiner and gave a deep salute, whispering softly: "Mr. Old, the student chooses the bounty of this team."

The examiner looked at Qi Yan in astonishment, his face incredible.

People in the front row thought they heard it wrong, and asked the people next to them, "What does this boy say?"

"He said he wanted a bounty ... maybe I heard it wrong?"

"what?"

"No way? Why quit!"

Even Qi Yan's "rival" Gu Feng stopped, turned around, and looked at Qi Yan in amazement.

The examiner asked again: "Can the son decide?"

"Decided."

"That being the case, please ask your son for the bounty."

"Thank you."

Qi Yan came to the table, took a purse packed with twelve patterns of silver, and walked off the platform indifferently.

Nangong Jingnv saw Qi Yan carefully holding each step of the railing, crowded the crowd to the front of the lantern riddle, but was stopped by the guys who listened to Yulou: "Please stay away.

"Get out of the way, he can't see clearly at night, if you fell, can you afford it?"

One of the guys glanced back and saw that Qi Yan's movement was indeed slow, and he put his arm down while staring at his companion.

Nangong Jingnv quickly stepped onto the platform, stood in front of Qi Yan and stretched out her hand: "Slower."

Qi Yan held each other's hand, smiled and said, "Thank you."

The two got off the ring together, and the crowd automatically made way for them.

Gu Feng stood on the ring in the fourth array and watched the back of the two leaving together, lost in thought.

Until they walked far away, the noise behind them had gone. Nangong Jingnu shook Qi Yan's arm and said excitedly: "Qi Yan, it's great! If you don't retire halfway, you will be able to make it to the end!"

Qi Yan smiled: "Let's go faster, lest the little brother wait."

Nangong Jingnv passed a hint of warmth. Although the bounty of the fifth array seemed to her to be insignificant, Qi Yan gave up the opportunity to make a name for herself in Beijing in order to keep her promise.

"I knew that and brought that little brother together." Nangong Jingnv said unfortunately.

"Even if he brought him with him, his subordinates intended to make it to the third level."

Nangong Jingnu asked in amazement: "Why?"

At the foot of Qi Yan, he said lightly, "The purpose of the rush into this lantern riddle is never this hundred and twenty."

He paused and said, "It is selfish to break through the third level, and these twelve are enough to eat well with your Highness. If the minister came alone, I was afraid that he would leave the first level."

Nangong Jingnv seemed to understand, although she felt that Qi Yan had a point, but she still didn't understand: she obviously had the ability to get that one hundred and two, why should she give up?

Anyone should think so, why did Qi Yan give up so simply?

Qi Yan turned around to see the doubts in the other's eyes, and smiled indifferently, explaining: "Actually, the reason why Chen gave up is that he has no confidence in the last two levels. Beijing is indeed a place where the dragon and the tiger are lying. This is true of a restaurant Deep foundation. Winning is very good, but if you do n’t lose too much, you wo n’t even have a penny. The twelve or two is far more than Chen ’s expectations. ”

After listening to Qi Yan's remarks, Nangong Jingnv's doubts eased slightly. But vaguely felt that it was not that simple ...

Then I thought about it: it was only two hundred and twenty grains of silver. I didn't need to think about the problem so complicated, so I didn't think deeply.

Nangong Jingnu naturally cannot understand Qi Yan's thoughts.

Qi Yan visited the masked man from the age of nine. From the perspective of the problem, the way of thinking about the problem was taught by the masked man. She has long become a purposeful revenge tool before she knows it. She always remembers her original intention and will not be shaken by any temptation ...

The two came to the agreed place, and the little boy was squatting next to the hawker selling sugar lanterns, carrying the lantern given by Nangong Jingnv.

Nangong Jingnu pulled Qi Yan to speed up her pace: "Little brother!"

The boy saw the two and ran happily: "Big brother!"

Nangong Jingnu patted the boy's shoulder: "We are back!"

Qi Yan apologized, "Little brother has been waiting for a long time."

"Brother, did you win ?!"

"Brother didn't win, but I have the money for the cantaloupe."

"Great!" The boy clapped his hands happily.

"Boss, take three bunches of candied fruit."

"Well! Five pennies total."

Qi Yan gave Nangong Jingnv a bunch, and gave the other two bunches of sugar gourds to the boy. The other bit a bit in his mouth, thanked him, and ran away happily.

Qi Yan found a small piece of broken silver from the money bag and gave it to the boss, but the other side said in distress: "Master, I can't find this small business."

Qi Yan shoved the broken silver into the other's hands: "You don't have to find it if you can't find it."

The boss waved his hands again and again: "It's not going to be enough. The money is enough to wrap up my stall. Otherwise, let's be a little respectful son."

Qi Yan looked at the dozen or so candy canes on the straw post: "Otherwise, you can take it with ease, and give me this straw post with the candy cane on it. Uncle also went back earlier today with his wife and children reunion."

The boss said excitedly: "Grandson is really a bodhisattva, dare to ask where is the mansion? The villain will send it to you!"

"Just don't have to give it to me, uncle go home."

"Well, thank you two boys."

Qi Yan resisted the pile to her shoulders, and Nangong Jingnv bit the sweet and sour candied fruit: "Aren't you eating a bunch?"

"The minister doesn't like to eat sour."

"Then buy so much?"

"It's hard to come by. The two sisters, Chuntao Qiuju, are troubled. Take it back and let them taste it. The rest will be fine."

Hearing Qi Yan buying candy gourd still thinking about Chun Tao, and then thinking of Chun Tao's "what he did", Nangong Jingnu was silent.

...

She likes the sweet and sour taste of rock sugar gourd. After eating a bunch of hands and holding it, Qi Yan advises: "Hi lord, hawthorn appetizer is not easy to eat on an empty stomach. Let's find a restaurant to eat first."

"What's so good about the restaurant's food? This palace wants to eat a street stall!"

"I was afraid that some of the stalls were not clean, and His Royal Highness ate something."

"This palace is not so precious, let alone so many people eat, this palace also eats, let's go!"

The two came to Xiaoshi Street, picked a stall with tables and chairs, Qi Yan inserted straw pillars into the snowdrift beside the shop, and sat next to Nangong Jingnv.

The man poured hot water for the two and said enthusiastically, "What do the two grandpas have?"

Nangong Jingnv said excitedly: "What delicious food do you guys have here? All up!"

"This……"

Dian Xiaoer set his sights on Qi Yan: "Two sons, although this shop is small, there are dozens of kinds of food. They are all afraid that they can't finish eating?"

Qi Yan also advised: "Winter is no better than summer. It ’s cold when you order too many. Why do n’t I come?"

"Ok."

"Take two bowls of hands, wait for us to eat, and then bring a Shangyuan oil hammer. Is there any rice cake?"

"some!"

"Then a small dish of rice cake and ghee fruit."

"take note of it!"

"Can there be wine in the store?"

"Yes, my daughter is fifteen years old, bamboo leaves are green for six years, yellow rice wine is three years old, and osmanthus wine was brewed last year."

"Come in a small pot of osmanthus wine and get hot water from a small clay stove."

"Okay!" The man pushed the net cloth over his shoulder, repeated the things that Qi Yan had clicked aloud, and the busy boss in front of the cooktop replied loudly, "Get it!"

...

Qi Yan held down the hand of Nangong Jingnv who wanted to take the jug: "The cold wine hurts your body, and then you drink it hot." After that, put the jug in hot water, and said softly: "Say good first, drink only three cup."

Nangong Jingnui pursed her lips: "I see, hey!"

...

Full of food and drink, Qi Yan ordered something just right.

Nangong Jingnv licked her lips and looked at the remaining half of the jug of wine.

Qi Yan carried the straw pillar on his shoulder and took the hand of Nangong Jingnu: "If you like to send someone to buy it, you can't drink it today."

Nangong Jingnv reluctantly recovered her gaze, but did not find that she had become more and more receptive to what Yan said, even to the degree of habit.

The gentleman knocked on the stick, half an hour before he agreed to return home.

Qi Yan said, "His Royal Highness, let's go and put Kong Ming."

"And the lantern!"

"it is good."

Late at night. The street is no longer crowded, and the street stalls are gradually closing.

The pair of boys walking in the street holding hands was a little conspicuous, and the two of them held their hands together naturally. I didn't know what to say in a low voice, and met and smiled from time to time.

These two are handsome and steady; they walk hand in hand in the middle of the road and are frank.

The passers-by who saw this scene unconsciously hid the disdain in their eyes, and it seemed as if the "Longyang Broken Sleeve" was put on these two people, which was not as dirty as imagined ...

When he came to the stall selling Kong Ming Lantern, he bought the last two and came to the table next to him. Qi Yan took the pen and dipped it in ink and gave it to Nangong Jingnu. The other side moved the pen without thinking.

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Although the fire was rising, there were no rapids.

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