Chapter 169： Legal array (1/2)

Zhu Xue was a bit thick, Zhuo Yuan blame leaned on the mat and looked outside, his expression was a little confused, and the snow was getting bigger and bigger, until the cow shook a bit, and someone said, ”My son, here it is.”

Snow flakes fell, and the cold temperature came out. A cold wind blew. Zhuo Yuan blamed him. He took a few steps quickly, and a thin layer fell on his body. He stepped forward and knocked on the door.

It just didn't respond for a long time.

As soon as Zhuo Yuanzhe pushed the door open, he went into the courtyard with snow, and no one stepped on the footsteps. He was so quiet that he only heard the snowflakes go down, and a kind of premonition hit his heart.

”Xie Yuangong?”

No one answered, Zhuo Yuan blamed and pushed in the door, but there was no one: ”There is no footprint in the entrance courtyard, it seems that Gong Pei has left.”

Zhuo Yuangui sighed. In fact, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although the other hospital was concealed, there was also risk in sheltering Pei Ziyun. Now Pei Ziyun has left, and it is a loose one.

”Just leave!” I was about to leave, and saw three stacks of paper on the table.

”Are there any other poems?” Zhuo Yuan thought, and looked up, took the paper, and saw that the paper was bound by thread. The cover reads: Yue Nu Jian, Liang Zhu, Nie Xiaoqian.

Zhuo Gongzi looked at the cover, flipped it, and couldn't help smiling: ”Jie Yuan Gong is really nourishing, and Tai Shan collapses in front of him, but his face is not changed. At this time, he still has a spare time to write a textbook.”

”Alcohol is not empty!” I looked at it again, and found that the author was this. Zhuo Yuanzai had heard that Pei Jieyuan had no wine and could not be happy. I did not expect that it was not a misinformation. Famous wines are not empty.

The Yue Nu Sword was the thinnest, so she turned it up, just reading it, gradually showing her astonishment.

A Qing used only a bamboo stick to defeat Wu Guoyi's swordsman swordsman. In this era, there is no shortage of writing novels, but they are all traditionally ”talented beauties”. How can I see this magic with a bit of romance? fencing.

”A bamboo sword against a thousand armored soldiers is indeed Pei Jieyuan. This sword style, such awe-inspiring style, such a love-hate conflict and heroic attitude are so cool. Only in this way can one write such an article.”

”Yue Nu Sword” is a short story of hundreds of words adapted from a few hundred words of miscellaneous history. Many of them stopped abruptly, and the meaning is still inexhaustible. Now, Pei Ziyun wrote it, but it was not plagiarism. It was almost written in accordance with the words of this era. , Can be competent, the word count is almost 50,000 words, can be a separate volume in this era.

After Zhuo Yuanzai read it, he relished it and took Liang Zhu. It seemed that Liang Shanbo didn't know Zhu Yingtai, scolded the nerd, and read the final butterfly, leaving his heart unspeakable. Although he didn't care about love, he was also touched.

Store the ox cart supply in the courtyard, and rush back with the book.

Governor's palace

A charcoal fire was set in the hall, and the four golden braziers burned like a spring. The governor was wearing only a silk cloth and a crown. Although he was a little tired, he was reviewing the article. At this moment, he did not see the second son for a long time. Pushed the door open and entered.

”Yuan Zi, why didn't you go to your small courtyard today?” The governor finished a copy and asked with a smile, he was naturally an insider.

Listening to this, Zhuo Yuanbui came forward holding the manuscript and lowered his voice: ”Father, I went to the small courtyard, Pei Ziyun has left, but I have the manuscript on the table, and I took it. The three manuscripts are all manuscripts. I don't want this person to be in distress, but also to be restless, father, look at it. ”

The governor took the manuscript and put it in his hand, without looking, and sighed: ”I usually just write a few words. I'm in a dangerous situation, calm, and can still have this carelessness, which is true color.”

After speaking, I read a few pages with the text, and put it on the case again. Zhuo Yuanzai was slightly moved, and asked, ”Father, how about us, do you want to give some more favors?”

The Governor thought for a while, then said, ”Although the prince is concerned about the photo, it is a pity that this person entered the door and could not enter the career path. We have formed this relationship, and we do n’t have to worry about it. Let ’s wait and see what else he has to do. , But these idle books, if you want to associate with him, you can print some by the way. ”

”Yes!” Zhuo Yuangui immediately understood the measure and responded.

City House

Carrying the cold wind in the middle of the night, he passed through the room. The two patrol armorers held spears and stepped on the frozen ground, moving forward.

A soldier suddenly heard his voice, turned around with a spear, and stabbed it.

”Oh!” The spear was cut off, and the cold light passed, and the armor covered his throat and fell to the ground.

”Yes ...” Another armored man retreated, holding a spear and slaughtered, with a sharp, ready to yell, but not yet screamed, and a snoring sound, the blood in his throat spewed and fell on Ground.

After Pei Ziyun finished killing people, he raised his eyebrows, and stepped forward. This mansion planted several cypress trees, all with thick bowl mouths, and the snow on the crown was dark.

It was repaired well. It was the house where the Taoist who searched for him lived. This number of people chased himself. This time, he found no trace of this man. There was no heavy soldier around. He was just killed, and the father-in-law's arm was cut off.