On the painting boat, the atmosphere is slightly awkward and not very harmonious.
Xiang Que, Kong Dejing sat opposite, the two looked at each other, he could clearly feel a surge of anger coming from the woman opposite, his chest rose and fell, his teeth crunched, if his eyes could kill, Xiang Que felt that he might be pierced by ten thousand arrows 。
Kong Dejing is indeed quite aggrieved, this morning she got the news from the Confucian Mansion, Kong Deru ordered to save people in a semi-wasted state, for those who practice martial arts, it is equivalent to having a walking corpse if martial arts are abolished, especially in wealthy families.
There are dozens of princes born in the emperor's three palaces and six courts, and in the end, one person can be put on the throne, and the one who comes up is not necessarily the best one but it will certainly not be a waste, in this regard, Kong Deru must have lost the hope of competing for the patriarch of the Confucian Mansion.
Sparks flew and anger flowed.
Xiang Que was unmoved, picked up a pot of wine soaked in warm water and poured it for himself, gritted his teeth and took a sip, shook his head and said, "Good wine" Kong Dejing lowered her head, and a gleam in her eyes flashed quietly, smart women will not talk about any verbal disputes, women are not gentlemen, and they will not make any gentleman revenge for ten years, women and villains will try their best to avenge when they have the opportunity.
"Stride, stride, stride" Outside the cabin, a light footstep came, and Lai Benliu was the first to enter, followed by the veiled woman following him.
"Hmph" After Kong Dejing saw the two of them come in, he stood up very respectfully and nodded and said, "Miss Xun'er, Mr.
Lai" Xiang Que narrowed his eyes, this detail is very interesting, the children of Confucius who have always been unseen will actually take the initiative to get up and say hello, the origin of this Mr.
Lai and Miss Xun'er is definitely up for debate, the people of Confucius must know it, but they are a little confused.
The Xun'er girl, who was dressed in palace clothes, nodded lightly, and then walked to the long table in the middle of the cabin and sat down, Lai Benliu and Xiang Que sat side by side, and also picked up the wine jug to fill herself with a glass of wine.
"Knock ······" Miss Xun'er stroked the zither on the table, hung her veil, and played it on her own.
The sound of the piano and the clear singing voice set off the antique painting boat, which instantly made people mistakenly think that it had spanned thousands of years of history.
"Mr.
Lai, don't you want to introduce me?"
Xiang Que raised his glass and gestured.
Lai Benliu smiled and picked up the cup and touched him in the air, then pointed to Kong Dejing and said, "This one of you is an old man, so you don't need me to introduce you anymore······ The one in front, you can call her Miss Xun'er."
Xiang Que hehe, this introduction is the same as taking off his pants and farting, it's useless, he turned his head and looked at the veiled girl with a condensed gaze in his eyes, he wanted to see a little hint of physiognomy from the other party's only exposed forehead.
"Huh?"
Xiang Que held the wine glass in his hand, frowned and snorted softly, and his face suddenly turned a little pale.
Lai Benliu said in a low voice: "If you can't see through yourself, naturally you can't see through her."
Indeed, Xiang Que can't see his face, not because the person who counts people doesn't count himself, but because his own numerology is blinded by the heavenly machine, this Xun'er girl is actually the same, counting him and Wang Xuanzhen, this is already the third person he has seen who has been blinded by the heavenly machine.
Xiang Que shrugged his shoulders very boringly, and said, "When did the trick of blinding the heavens become so worthless?"
The Xun'er girl who was playing the guzheng seemed unmoved by this, and still played the piano and ignored it.
Xiang Que shook the wine bottle and said, "The wine is gone, another pot?"
” At this time, two maids outside the cabin walked in with trays, and each removed the empty wine jug for Xiang Que and Lai Benliu, and also replaced a slightly cold side dish.
"Hehe, this service, it's a bargain" Xiang Que looked up at the maid who was cleaning up the table in front of him and smiled, and then his eyes drifted to Lai Benliu's table.
The two maids are twenty-eight years old, light and elegant, with a faint elegance between their gestures, if these two maids are taken to the outside draft and beauty pageant, without unspoken rules, it is unlikely that they will be promoted to the top three It's definitely not difficult, even the maids are so outstanding, who is that Xun'er girl?
The most important thing is that Xiang Que found that the faces of these two maids were actually the best among women, and they were at least Wangfu's when they were outside.
The master is mysterious, and this entourage is not simple.
Tonight's meeting, just drinking, playing the piano, occasionally talking nonsense, Xiang Que didn't ask about the news he couldn't find out at all, so he simply didn't ask, as for where the ship was going, he didn't ask, he didn't ask, he should know everything when he got on the thief ship.
A day later, Xiang Que lay on the bow of the boat, looked into the distance and found that the painting boat had entered from the Qinhuai River and sailed to the Yangtze River channel, in the northwest direction.
After another two days, the direction of the boat was still facing northwest, and it had entered the Sichuan Basin.
In the past few days, the painting boat is still silent as usual, and the two of them basically stay in their respective rooms, except for the occasional photo when walking, they usually don't see a single figure at all.
And it was just like what Lai Benliu said to him, there was no hostility on the ship, and Kong Dejing only glanced at him when he met him several times, and he didn't even say a superfluous cruel word.
This situation surprised Xiang Que, it was not that Kong Deru let go of the hatred in his heart, but the place they were going to or what they were going to do this time, so she had to suppress her hatred.
"What the hell is this going for?"
Xiang Que was confused.
Three days later, the boat sailed out of the main stream of the Yangtze River and entered the branch of the Nu River, and the direction changed slightly to the southwest.
Xiang Que estimated that they were going to enter Yunnan, and if they went to the southwest, they would go to Yunnan, and then they would go abroad, which was absolutely impossible, so he guessed that the final destination of this time must be in Yunnan.
It's just a little bit strange, since the end is going to Yunnan, in addition to this slow boat, planes, trains, and even driving are good choices, is it necessary to waste time so much?
What the hell is this?
Enjoying the scenery along the way, to be honest, Xiang Que is the first time to sail far away by boat, but he is going to vomit.
"Tomorrow is the final trip, cheer up, Xiang Quan" Lai Benliu reminded behind him.