Don’t Be a Kept Man

Shen Miaoping was staggered by him, and still perseveringly wanted to run to Dianyun Pavilion, Xie Yuzhi directly covered his mouth and forcibly dragged the person back to the Qufengyuan, and the servants who had not known the reason secretly gave him a handful for his uncle. Bitter tears.

When he arrived at the Qufengyuan, where Xie Yuzhi belonged, he pushed Shen Miaoping onto a chair and ordered Lonicera to bring the door. After breathing for a breath, he sneered: "Scream, why don't you shout."

Whoops, when I dare not shout?

Shen Miaoping began to be a demon again: "Father-in-law! I know who it is... Um!"

One of Xie Yu covered his mouth, approached him and reprimanded in a low voice: "Asshole bastard, you have no conscience, who am I going to go to the roof for?"

Shen Miaoping blinked, his mouth was covered and he couldn't speak, but silently stretched out his hand to Xie Yuzhi, compared to a gesture of counting money, the black pupil quietly looked at him and revealed the following information.

Return the silver ticket to me.

Everything is easy to say with money.

There is only money in this world that can stop my mouth.

"..."

Xie Yuzhi expressionlessly drew the navy blue purse from Shen Miaoping's sleeve, then slammed it into his arms, coldly spitting out: "You will spend the rest of your life with it."

Shen Miaoping opened his purse and took a look. It happened to contain seven one-thousand coins. He didn't expect that the money was actually contained in it. While thanking Yuzhi for his cleverness, he leaned forward to coax people.

"If you can't, you'll live with the second master for the rest of your life." After all, the money is gone.

Xie Yuzhi walked to the back of the screen to change his robe. He was pulling a certain mouthy **** and walked in a hurry. The hem of the robe was splashed with raindrops. Shen Miaoping slapped on the screen, revealing a half of his face, with a pair of dark eyes. Attentively handed over a piece of clean clothes.

Xie Yuzhi ignored him, owed a look in his eyes, took a new one, and then walked straight to the back of the desk. With a "clang" he drew out the long sword hanging on the back wall and sat in a chair. The kerchief wiped it all at once.

The sword body was cold as water, shining with a faint light, and a slaying air rushed toward his face. He must have seen blood. Xie Yuzhi wiped the sword seriously, even with two more cold lights in his eyes.

Shen Miaoping thought that the other party would not get mad and want to chop himself. He sat on the side of the bed, thought about it, took out a silver ticket, folded a paper airplane, and flew into Xie Yu's arms.

The other party's action of wiping the sword, he glanced at him obliquely, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were cold, Shen Miaoping lay on the pile of pillows and smiled: "Blessed and shared, the second master will buy candy and eat."

Xie Yuzhi ignored it, picked up the weird-looking paper airplane in his arms and smashed it back. His head was much stronger, and Shen Miaoping's forehead was in the middle, which caused the latter to scream.

One won't work, two will work together.

Shen Miaoping glanced at him quietly, threw two paper airplanes over again, and was hit back by Xie Yuzhi's backhand. He didn't dare to throw it again, for fear that the other party would poke his eyes directly next time.

"Second Master is not stupid, and the money delivered to the door is not required."

Shen Miaoping simply got up from the bed, dared to squeeze over to sit with him, Xie Yuzhiqiang put the sword in the sheath, and sneered at him: "Who cares about your money."

"Hey, I'm so stingy. It's rare to let go of your hand. Second master, don't let it go." Shen Miao shook his hand and came out with three silver tickets, smiling cheerfully and handsomely: "Is it okay to divide you half?"

Xie Yuzhi took the banknote out with **** and took a look, and said with a smile but a smile: "Are you ignorant of numbers? Half of the seven thousand quinces is three thousand five, you only have three thousand."

Hey, it's not rare.

Shen Miaoping put his chin on his shoulder: "If the second master wants it, what if I give it all to you? I just am amused with you. I can really ask my father-in-law to complain about the failure, and even more than 20 people ran to climb the roof. Play, where do you put your face when it spreads out?"

"Are you taunting me?"

Xie Yuzhi raised his eyebrows and tried to draw his sword, but Shen Miaoping pressed him back: "This is home, not a battlefield. Isn't it possible that Erye's ambition is unpaid, and he wants to be a hero again to kill the enemy?"

Xie Yuzhi suddenly stopped speaking. He unconsciously clenched the long sword in his hand, remembering the **** sea of ​​the corpse mountain and the tens of thousands of soldiers who died that year in the Eastern Xia, and he paused and said: "No one likes killing, although the general is the best. My home is the battlefield, but I still hope that the prosperous world will be peaceful, and because of the war in Dajin these years, too many people have died."

Some people’s destiny is doomed as soon as they are born, just like Xie Yuzhi. He was born in Changguo Gongfu, and his family of glory is tied to him, so he had to embark on the road of abandoning culture and military. He followed his father to fight and kill at the age of 16. Enemy, great years have been spent on the battlefield.

He didn't want to go this way, but he didn't have a choice.

The sound of rain outside, dripped on the eaves, and then fell to the ground, causing a circle of ripples. Shen Miaoping folded a bank note into a heart, and then handed it to Xie Yuzhi: " Now, send you."

Xie Yu was startled, and took the weird thing: "What is this...?"

Shen Miaoping brewed his emotions, his eyes suddenly became affectionate. He stretched out his thumbs and index fingers in both hands, compared love to his chest, and whispered: "This is..."

"Ass?"

Xie Yuzhi looked at him blankly and asked questions from the depths of his soul.

"..."

The air suddenly fell into deathly silence.

Shen Miaoping put down his hands on his chest with a sullen face, and was silent for a long while, and realized that he really couldn't brew any emotions. He smiled at Xie Yuzhi: "What do you think is like what you think."

Xie Yuzhi vaguely felt that he had said something wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong. He hesitated and said, "But it really looks like..."

"Whose family is so rich, with a thousand bucks of money to fold your **** to play?"

Shen Miaoping felt that his mind had been trampled on, packed up the remaining cash notes on the table and put them in his purse, then lay back on the bed with a pillow and went to sleep.

Xie Yuzhi looked at his back and wanted to laugh inexplicably, got up and limped and walked over, sitting on the side of the bed and pulling him up: "Didn't you say that I divided me half? Why did you take it all away."

Shen Miaoping shook his hand down: "If I said you divided half of you, you would believe it. I also said that I would keep you from getting out of bed.

Xie Yuzhi: "I knew you were lying to me again."

He looked at the thing that Shen Miaoping had folded, and unexpectedly found that it was quite beautiful. He reached out and poked his shoulder and asked with a good temper: "Tell me, OK, what is this?"

Shen Miaoping said, "Ass, you guessed it."

Xie Yuzhi: "I don't believe it."

Shen Miaoping: "What can I do if I don't believe it."

Xie Yuzhi: "Then what do you mean by giving me this?"

Shen Miaoping couldn't sleep anymore, he sighed, sat up and explained seriously: "Don't look at it like...that, but when it is opened, it is a silver ticket. Sending you a silver ticket is for you to spend, understand? ?"

Without waiting for Xie Yuzhi's answer, Shen Miaoping shouted to the outside: "Fuling! Is Erye's medicine pack getting hot? When it gets hot, take it quickly!"

What is going on this day!

Five days later, the envoy of the Liao Dynasty entered Beijing, but it was a rare sunny day. His Majesty specially hosted a banquet in Qianbo Hall in the evening. It stands to reason that Shen Miaoping's position is not enough to attend, but it does not matter. He has another identity-Xie Yuzhi's family.

Xie Yanping is a military commander. He doesn’t care much about the trivial matters in the house. He doesn’t meet many times with Shen Miaoping, a cheap son-in-law. The only impression is that the servant’s imperial examination fraud was caught by the emperor. He is not a worry-free person because he is so old that he has to face up with those Yushi doctors all day.

Since ancient times, the father-in-law has always pierced his nose and eyes to his son-in-law, and it was no difference in ancient times. Since he got on the carriage to the gate of the palace, Shen Miaoping ate him no less than ten blank eyes on the way to the Qianbodian, which was really a bit dazed.

He touched the tip of his nose, and whispered to Xie Yuzhi: "Did you discover that you lifted the tiles? Otherwise, how come your father-in-law stares at us."

Xie Yuzhi calmly corrected him: "It's not us, it's you."

Xie Pingzhi followed and glanced at them when he saw it, but didn't say anything. He was very honest from beginning to end. He played perfectly as a taciturn and low-key concubine, and there was no longer the frivolity that day met Shen Miaoping. .

The Thousand Waves Palace was built by pulling water, surrounded by mountains, and has a broad view. Because the best scenery can be seen here, most of the banquets are held here during the holidays. And because of the special terrain, this hall is always foggy, like in a fairyland. Dancing musicians played the pipa or the zither string, the dancers danced gracefully, the sleeves were neon clothes, and the beast incense burners were placed in the corners of the palace, burning the priceless moon agarwood, making light for a flourishing scene.

Dajin respects the right, and the seats are divided into two. On the right are Dajin officials, and on the left are Da Liao’s envoys. The emperor takes the seat. Because the back seat is empty, Zhao Guifei sits as his deputy, and the other concubines are in order. Next, but this is not the most important thing. What is important is that Shen Miaoping saw someone in the dinner.

A little fat man of fifteen or sixteen.

A little fat man who was cheated by him for six thousand.

The opponent was not far away from Shen Miaoping, but he did not find him. He was eating and eating by himself. Shen Miaoping glanced at him and noticed that the other party was still carrying the crystal pendant around his waist.

Seeing that he was looking around, Xie Yuzhi couldn't help but ask: "What are you looking at?"

Shen Miaoping motioned with his eyes: "Hey, who is that little fat man in blue clothes?"

Xie Yuzhi looked along, and then withdrew his gaze: "Oh, Zhao Sixian, the second son of Prince Li's family, what's wrong, do you know?"

"I don't know him, I just think he is blessed, he looks like a New Year picture doll."

Shen Miao was born too romantic and gorgeous. Today, he wore a black shirt. The heavy color balances that overly eye-catching complexion. The temperament is calm, and he doesn't smile very much on this occasion, and his expression is a bit cold. Inevitably, it became more attractive, the women all over couldn't help but glance again and again, and even the fifth prince of Daliao, Yelu Junqi, looked over as if there was nothing.

Shen Miaoping was more aware of words and colors than ordinary people. He looked over without a trace, vaguely feeling that Yelu Junqi's gaze was not toward him, but more like Xie Yuzhi beside him.

Shen Miaoping's thinking couldn't help but spread. Xie Yuzhi seemed to have traveled to Daliao before. He said that heroes cherish heroes, and Xie Yu's strengths are not bad. Maybe these two people have known each other on the battlefield long ago, and then...