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Chapter Twelve, the Cheng family has something to do

After dinner, Zhang Mingxuan looked at Li Qingya who was cleaning up and asked, "Sister, where is Yaya?"

Li Qingya curled her fingers over a strand of long hair on her forehead, hung it behind her ears, and said with a smile: "I'm asleep!"

Speaking of Yaya, Li Qingya couldn't help but smile, her gentle eyes could melt people.

Zhang Mingxuan nodded and said, "Sleep? Good sleep! You can relax."

Zhang Mingxuan just accompanied Li Qingya to speak, making no words, from the things in the bookstore to Confucian education, from Confucian education to the subject examination, from the subject examination to mathematics and physics. Zhang Mingxuan was spitting everywhere, showing off his almost forgotten knowledge.

Until Li Qingya finished packing up, Li Qingya said: "Well! What you said is very interesting, and I haven't paid attention to some of the things."

Zhang Mingxuan said proudly: "That's it! I remember that I was also a top student at the time!"

Zhang Mingxuan looked at Mizui and said, "I will install a pulley set for you tomorrow to ensure that you can carry water easily and effortlessly."

Li Qingya walked into the room and said as she walked, "It's already very relaxed now! It's not at all hard."

Bang! Critical hit! Forgot that this is a mythical world, everyone is so strong that it is unreasonable! It’s just a weak chicken.

When he arrived in the room, Zhang Mingxuan laughed and approached Li Qingya. Li Qingya took two steps back quietly and looked at Zhang Mingxuan faintly.

Zhang Mingxuan rubbed his hands and laughed: "Sister, I'll bless me with another spiritual pen!"

Li Qingya said, "Get the pen!"

Zhang Mingxuan shouted happily: "Okay!"

Immediately trotted out of the main hall, returned to my room, lit the oil lamp, grabbed the brush on the table and ran out again.

Li Qingya held the brush and said in her mouth: "There are thousands of books in her heart, and there should be a god in her pen."

A familiar white light shone, and Zhang Mingxuan immediately raised his hand to block his eyes. When the white light dissipated, Zhang Mingxuan put down his arm and saw the pen in Li Qingya's hand emitting a colorful luster, as if a light was flowing and entangling on it.

Li Qingya handed the pen to Zhang Mingxuan and said, "This blessing will last for a long time and can last for five days."

Zhang Mingxuan said in surprise: "Thank you sister!"

Immediately took the brush from Li Qingya and stroked it with love.

Zhang Mingxuan laughed and said, "Sister, I'll go back first!"

Li Qingya nodded and instructed: "Go! Don't write too late."

Zhang Mingxuan scratched his head, remembering the fact that he had slept until noon in the morning, and laughed embarrassedly: "I understand, I must go to bed early today."

When Zhang Mingxuan returned to his house, the lights were still jumping, illuminating this small world. It can be seen that the lamp oil inside was already filled, it was made by Sister Qingya! Zhang Mingxuan opened the window and let the night breeze blow in with a coolness. The candlelight jumped twice and stabilized. The insects in the vegetable garden outside the window also called each other when night fell.

Zhang Mingxuan sat at the table, picked up the brush in the silence of the night, and rows of elegant ancient characters flowed on the tip of the pen. Those who didn’t know thought it was a great calligrapher!

In the evening, in the Chengfu compound, three big men with muscles ties fought together. They really moved their feet on the ground, swung their fists like drums, and the jets turned into sharp swords, and blood qi condensed into a long dragon. The sound of shouting and impact were clearly heard on the street, and passers-by on the street subconsciously left the Chengfu.

In the courtyard of the city, all the servants and maids fled one after another. The qi, blood and wind raged, and they would end up breaking their bones and tendons. There was only a big man with a beard, holding a jar of strong wine, while drinking, laughing at the three of them, and constantly applauding.

"What are you doing? Are you making a fuss?" After a cold cry, a beautiful woman walked in through the gate with her face calmly.

The three little giants who were fighting, their bodies slapped, and their blood, which was as surging as a demon dragon, instantly dissipated. They skillfully stood in a row with their heads lowered and hung their heads in a row. Cheng Yaojin, who was drinking, was also scared and shivered, and they almost couldn't hold the wine jar in their hands.

Cheng Yaojin immediately jumped up and pointed at his three sons and said, "It's not so good, it's simply inappropriate. Look, what have you done? The floor is broken, and there are broken flowers and willows in the flowerbed. Ah~ What do you want to do?"

The three sons were dissatisfied with their anger and wanted to refute. Cheng Yaojin kicked his eyes and immediately became ruthless again. My mother couldn't afford to offend her, but my father also got angry!

Cheng Yaojintian smiled at the noble lady with a face and said, "Madam, look at what I said, right?"

The noble lady glared at Cheng Yaojin: "Go aside for me."

"Oh!" Cheng Yaojin responded weakly.

The noble lady took the lead and walked past the four people and said, "Come with me."

Cheng Yaojin and the four demon kings of the world looked at each other and saw a look of sympathy in each other's eyes. They were all as obedient as kittens, following the steps of the noble lady with light steps.

In the hall, Mrs. Cheng sat in the front seat, and Cheng Yaojin and the other four stood in the audience.

Mrs. Cheng said calmly: "Tell me! What's going on? I went out for a while and met a few good sisters. Are you trying to make a fuss?"

The tone gradually became stern, and the entire hall was covered with a solemn atmosphere.

Cheng Yaojin shook his hand repeatedly and said, "No, it's nothing to do with me!"

Mrs. Cheng glared at Cheng Yaojin and said, "Is it a shameless old guy who has picked it up?"

One of the young and strong men chuckled and said, "It really has nothing to do with my dad this time!"

Cheng Yaojin immediately jumped out and said, "Look, I just said it has nothing to do with me."

Mrs. Cheng sneered on her face and said, "It has nothing to do with you? Is it fun to watch them fight?"

Cheng Yaojin shrank his head and muttered: "It's very fun!"

"What did you say?" Mrs. Cheng raised her eyebrows and glared at Cheng Yaojin.

Cheng Yaojin shook his head repeatedly and said, "No, nothing!"

Mrs. Cheng snorted before looking at the other three people. Under Mrs. Cheng's gaze, the three brave athletes all shrank their heads like plague chickens.

Mrs. Cheng said, "Chubi, you are the youngest, what's going on?"

A strong young man in the audience was stunned and immediately said with an indignant look on his face: "It's my brother, my brother robs my Ling'er."

"Bah! That's obviously my book." Cheng Chumo jumped out and shouted. After a closer look, he could find that this person was Cheng Shusheng who appeared in the bookstore.

Another person, Cheng Chuliang also shouted: "You have thrown aside, I saw it first."

Cheng Chumo glanced at him and said, "I just put it there, it's my book!"

Mrs. Cheng's eyes hopped and said angrily: "Shut up and say something messy. Chu Bi, tell me what happened to Ling'er? Whose child?"

The three of them were snatched by Mrs. Cheng, subconsciously shrank their heads and immediately became quiet.

Cheng Chubi said excitedly: "Ling'er is the daughter of Dazhu Mineta Buyi. She is beautiful and lively, cute and interesting!"

Mrs. Cheng looked at Cheng Yaojin and said, "Who is Dazhu Fengtian Buyi? Is your friend in the world again?"

Cheng Yaojin shook his head and wondered: "I don't know either! There seems to be no famous mountain in the Tang Dynasty called Dazhu Peak, right?!"

Cheng Chumo smiled and said, "Dazhu Peak is the location in the legendary story "Zhu Xian", one of the eight veins of Qingyunmen, and Tian Ling'er is also a character in the story."

Mrs. Cheng said expressionlessly: "In other words, for a legendary story, you destroyed the yard and my flowerbed!"

Mrs. Cheng looked at Cheng Yaojin again and said, "And you, watching them mess around but don't stop them."
Chapter completed!
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