Bai Shiqi was in a state of fear all the way, for fear that Zhao Wu Jiu would be unselfish and stop her from carrying out trafficking along the way, but this one was probably troubled by leg problems and didn't mention it at all.
After she pushed Zhao Wu Jiu off the boat for the first time and turned around, the next day she finished appreciating the tragic appearance of Zhao Ziheng finishing his horse steps, and then Shu Changfeng came over to him: "Master Bai, can you please push my house? Is the master wandering outside?"
At that time, the boat was sailing smoothly on the canal, and Bai Shiqi didn't quite understand what he meant: "Where to go? The boat won't dock today."
Shu Changfeng smiled attentively and said, "My master has refused to even leave the door since he suffered from a leg disease. He seemed to be in a much better mood when he came back yesterday, so..." Their group of guards had become accustomed to obeying orders and let them Going against the wishes of His Royal Highness King Zhou, he didn't have the courage, so he put his mind on Bai Shiqi.
"What's in it for me?" Bai Shiqi kicked Zhao Ziheng's stiff calf with his toes, causing him to scream, "It hurts..."
Shu Changfeng: "…"
Bai Shiqi doesn't care what Shu Changfeng thinks, as long as Zhao Wujiu doesn't come to trouble her, she is also a beautiful young man with self-respect, if it's not necessary, of course, she doesn't like to face a cold and alienated face from time to time. She squatted down and slammed her palms together, patted and kneaded Zhao Ziheng's left calf muscle hard, and ignored his screaming until she felt the muscles under her palms become much softer: "Get up and try."
Zhao Wu Jiu's guards practiced Zhao Ziheng in a very brutal way, they started to teach him boxing after a few days of stomping. The severe degree of reaction is very tragic on the body.
He always suspects that he is being broken by the bones of the whole body that he has been practicing. He walks with a jingle and clang as if he is dragging a bunch of crumbling parts. At any time, a forearm or an arm can fall off. The worst part is that every muscle in his body hurts. , It seems that someone has stolen a large piece of his belly. When Bai Shiqi made a mistake, he only laughed twice and covered his belly with a twisted expression - it hurts so bad.
Not to mention the muscles of the limbs, although the outer skin is intact, the inner pain is for no reason. It seems that there is a pile of minced meat wrapped under the intact skin. When walking, the minced meat rubs against each other and hurts even more. He described his pain as "stabbed as nothing more than that", but was taught a lesson by Zhao Wujiu: "Lack of exercise on weekdays, how can a pampered person look like a man?!"
Zhao Ziheng said with a dazed head, "I don't need to worry about my cousin if I am a man. Many girls in Kyoto can prove it!"
He admitted in a disguised form that he was being extravagant outside, which made Zhao Wujiu intolerable, so the morning exercise not only extended the time, but also doubled the intensity, “to vent his excess energy”—Zhao Wujiu’s original words said.
In the middle, Bai Shiqi used his identity as the owner of the boat to cleverly avoid Zhao Ziheng's morning exercise time, and appeared at the scene after his exercise every day, laughing at his good brother by the way.
At this moment, Zhao Ziheng, who was paralyzed on the deck, gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up and take two steps. He obviously felt that his left calf, which was ravaged by his good brother, was much more comfortable, and the symptoms of soreness and stiffness were greatly relieved. , also beat the right calf for the uncle, well done and rewarded!"
Bai Shiqi squatted down to ravage his calf, and raised his head flatteringly in Zhao Ziheng's sour voice: "Master, please give me a big reward!"
Shu Changfeng: This pair of shameless and skinless friends!
He suddenly felt blessed and found another way to communicate with Bai Shiqi: "Master Bai, if you can push my master outside to blow air every day, we can actually negotiate the remuneration."
Bai Shiqi: "Talking about money hurts feelings? Why don't we start by selling big and small?"
Zhao Ziheng enthusiastically signed up to participate: "Count me in, count me in! Ouch, you are a little... a little light! Come and rub your thighs." The boating was boring, and he was tortured enough by his cousin, so he found a few people to accompany him to play. The time is also good.
Bai Shiqi stopped the passing worker: "Ah Wu, go to the kitchen and get a rolling pin."
In the cabin, Zhao Wu Jiu heard the clamor on the deck outside, Zhao Ziheng's screams were high-pitched, and he felt like he was struggling before dying. He pushed the wheelchair to the window and saw a scene that surprised him from a distance.
Bai Shiqi carried a stick and beat Zhao Ziheng's thighs in different places. Zhao Ziheng, who was pumping straight, jumped and screamed, but he still stayed where he was and was beaten honestly. It was really strange and strange.
The distance is a bit far, especially the cabin is on the highest floor of the ship, and the deck is lower than the top cabin, except for Zhao Ziheng's ghost shouting, I can't hear the others.
A quarter of an hour later, the door of the cabin was knocked open, and Bai Shiqi appeared in front of him with a bright smile on his face, and pushed the wheelchair involuntarily: "The autumn light outside is just right, what's the point of my cousin being bored in the room alone? , why don't you go to the deck to take a look at the scenery. We organized a ring match, and I asked my cousin to enjoy it!"
Zhao Wu Jiu thought: What the hell is this slick kid doing
He asked, "Why did you beat Ziheng just now?"
Bai Shiqi said nonsense: "His skin is itchy, so he'll be honest after a beat. It's not because it's not convenient for me to see my cousin, so I did it for me."
Zhao Wu Jiu: Believe in you to be a ghost!
At this moment, a large area has been marked out on the deck, and all the idle people on the ship have been called over, and Uncle Guan banged a broken gong and announced: "It's still the old rules, everyone should practice, if you win, the gang leader will be rewarded! But Today, there are other guests on the ship who are willing to participate, go to Mr. Yun Ping to register for the license plate, and see which project you are willing to participate in?"
Zhao Ziheng muttered to himself, "Mr. Yunping? The one who wrote the book, Mr. Yunping?"
A group of people rushed over in a chaotic manner, covering up his questioning voices and carrying him to the front of the horn.
There was a number station on the side of the deck, and a young man with a bald pen greeted him with a bald pen and dimly drunk eyes: "Come here and register." It was probably Mr. Yun Ping.
Qiu Yunping was drunk on the boat for several days, and he was like a god. He was dug out of the bed by Bai Shiqi and dragged to the deck to work. He was still yawning and hungover. All the way, he shouted: "Seventeen, come here."
Bai Shiqi pushed Zhao Wu Jiu over, and someone made a way to the front of the number, she smiled and said, "Qiu Yunping, are you awake?" She told him, "I haven't been drinking a lot recently, otherwise no one will host along the way. The ring match."
Qiu Yunping was deeply suspicious: "Seventeen, you drink like me, but why are you in good spirits? You don't drink plain water, do you?"
Bai Shiqi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Don't rely on me if you drink badly."
These days, Shu Changfeng hadn't tried his best to catch her, but it turned out that she was drinking with Qiu Yunping in the bottom cabin every night to make up the accounts of her trip. not idle.
Zhao Wu Jiu felt as if he had heard the three words "Qiu Yunping" before, his eyes swept over to Shu Changfeng, who was greatly surprised when he saw Bai Shiqi pushing his master out for a walk, this young master of Bo did not know After eating something, he was so courageous that he turned a blind eye to His Highness King Zhou's cold face and refusal eyes, so he could push people out for a walk again and again.
Anyway, it's a good thing to let my master come out to blow air and not get bored. Shu Changfeng decided not to worry about it anymore, and he was even more shocked when he heard the word "Qiu Yunping", and he accepted the question of his master. Looking at his eyes, he couldn't help asking excitedly, "Qiu Yunping... But that Mr. Yunping who wrote the book?"
Bai Shiqi's reaction was indifferent: "Oh, Qiu Yunping seems to have written so many broken books for nothing."
It is rumored that Qiu Yunping is a down-and-out scholar, but he has a brilliant pen. He has written several chivalrous books with ups and downs, which are very popular. Many troupes and storytellers sing it everywhere, and gradually he became famous all over the world. In the words of later generations. He is a best-selling author. He tells a good story. He is a superb dog out of context. His "Let's listen to the next break down" has satiated readers' appetites. He is the favorite of storytellers. go.
Although Shu Changfeng and others are far away from the frontier, every time they follow Zhao Wujiu back to Beijing, they hear Mr. Yun Ping's story in the market, which greatly eases the suffering of the frontier fortress, and admires this Mr. Yun Ping's brain hole , Even Zhao Wu Jiu was heard by the guards.
"Mr. Yunping? Really Mr. Yunping?!"
Shu Changfeng and the guards around him all leaned over to greet Qiu Yunping and expressed their admiration.
Qiu Yunping was very happy: "You are all participating? Let's see what events you want to participate in?" He took out the regulations of the competition with frayed edges from the side and handed it over: "The registration fee of 50 yuan per person should be handed in first."
Shu Changfeng and his guards: "..." The idol image was instantly disillusioned.
"Do you still have to pay for the competition?"
Qiu Yunping smiled kindly: "This is also what we mean by less gang leader. She said that only after paying the registration fee can you go all out to participate in the competition, because there are high prizes and bonuses in the back, everyone has a chance."
Zhao Wu Jiu: How many strange theories does this kid have
He asked, "Why is Qiu Yunping on your boat?" He finally dug out this life from the back of his mind.
Bai Shiqi: "My accountant, my cousin may not know it. It's very tedious to keep accounts. Qiu Yunping is just a wine jar and a bunch of money, so it's perfect to invite him." Of course, the process of inviting him was hidden.
At this moment, Qiu Yunping shook the bald pen to register, and a boy next to him took out the box to collect the money, and another boy issued the number plate, and warned the first-time guests: "Be careful not to confuse the number plate, the color of the number plate for each item is different."
Zhao Ziheng squeezed over and wanted to say a few words to Mr. Yunping before he asked excitedly, "Is it really Mr. Yunping?"
Qiu Yunping readily admitted: "That's right, it's me, the one who wrote the book. Master, do you want all of them to participate? A total of five hundred pennies."
Zhao Ziheng didn't even read the rules of the competition, he took out the money in a daze, and squeezed out a bunch of number plates in a daze, with a suspicious sleepwalking smile on his lips.
Bai Shiqi was dumbfounded: "Ziheng, do you know how to swim?"
Zhao Ziheng came back to his senses: "Ah? No."
She pointed to one of the number plates painted red: "Then how do you sign up for the mall?" She was quite sympathetic: "And... you have to fish in the river."
Zhao Ziheng laughed stupidly: "Mr. Yunping asked me to participate."
The author has something to say: I saw a baby under the young marshal's message saying that I have crossed... You must not know that I have done a good job these days!
On the first day of my break from the watch... My parents had no warning... They drove me half a pig from the countryside, and half a pig was nearly 200 pounds.
It is difficult to buy local pork now, and it is rare to grab it, so the two families bought one together and stored it to eat slowly.
They went back that day, leaving me to fight with half a pig.
A handful of bitter tears.
Have you heard of the winter in the Northwest? Similar to the Northeast, I can pickle sauerkraut and pickle meat... So I have been busy fighting with this half of the pork for the past few days, pickling, pickling, pickling... For the first time in my life, I have decomposed half a pig and nearly 200 catties of meat. … The key is that this week, I have to run to school four times a day, pick up the little monster to school in the morning, noon, and evening. She can’t ride a bicycle herself, so I have to take it. Plus three meals a day, I’m so exhausted that I don’t even want to turn on the computer.
Well, the storage materials are finished, I got up early this morning to code.
Babies are even less handsome in the afternoon. I give red envelopes in the evening. There are also red envelopes in this chapter. There are red envelopes for messages with ten characters. I will make up all of them tonight.