Back Off, Let Me Come

Ning Tunan said what he said was outrageous?

The waiter had a shattered expression on his face. His fingers pointing at the inscription on the other party's waist were trembling, and his emotions were out of control: "I'm obviously telling the truth! Ning Tunan, you, you - then you... Thing, how do you explain it?"

He was so anxious that he wanted to stamp his feet.

"Don't lie and say that you did it for fun. With your pride as Ning Tunan, do you dare to deceive yourself and others?"

Even if Ning Yan is really corrupted, will he not be able to tell the authenticity of the Wenxin monogram? The scene before him was completely beyond his understanding.

Ning Yan: "..."

After he calmed down a little, his brain was racing to speculate. There is no doubt that Ning Yan is a girl.

Otherwise, the banquet master would not have repeatedly said that it was a pity that Ning Yan was a woman, saying that she had talent and understanding but was unable to open up the elixir palace and condense the literary mind due to the female body. Ning Yan was pregnant and asked his wife for experience in raising children. The midwife on the day of delivery was introduced by his wife. If Ning Yan was a boy, it would be impossible for the midwife to be calm.

So, here comes the question——

Why can Ning Yan, who is a daughter, be able to unite Wen Xin?

The waiter swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Could it be——"

Ning Yan wanted to hear what human words he could spit out from his dog-like mouth, so she asked indifferently: "The surname is Xie, could it be something like that?"

"You are rare in the world..."

The waiter struggled to swallow the following words.

Ning Yan looked over sideways: "What's rare?"

Based on her understanding of the man in front of her, he couldn't hold it in well.

The waiter bowed and apologized. After all, what he was about to say offended Ning Yan, so it would be right to apologize first: "Hermaphroditism?"

Only this guess can explain it perfectly.

He didn't wait for Ning Yan's reply. He only waited for the long sword to be unsheathed, and with a soft roar of a dragon and a tiger, it rushed towards him.

The waiter hurriedly drew his sword to fight.

The two swords collided with each other, but before the waiter could say anything, Ning Yan was kicked in the stomach. He fell to the ground with a groan, and the sword fell out of his hand. Ning Yan's sword pointed at him, her beautiful face seemed to be twisting on the edge: "Xie, what else can you say?"

Ning Yan asked, her tone obviously angry.

After all, she was a literary scholar, so the force of that kick was not too heavy, and the servant was protected by literary energy and was not injured. It was just the obvious footprints on his abdomen that made him a little embarrassed. He rubbed his soft belly and said, "It's not this, it's not that. Do you want to say that you have condensed Wen Xin in the body of a woman?"

It's okay not to mention this, but he found a blind spot when he mentioned it.

Ning Yan's literary style and literary monogram are very familiar.

Not sure, he looked again.

Everyone's monogram is unique, but Ning Yan's one, except for the words on it, the color, size, and even the unique seal, are exactly the same as those of her late husband Yan'an. Even the literary aura is similar.

If the waiter closed his eyes at this time and recognized people only by their breath, he might think that the person standing in front of him was Yan'an.

Before the waiter could figure it out, he saw Ning Yan put her sword back into its scabbard and replied quietly: "Yes, so what?"

Four words interrupted the servant's wild imagination.

Waiter: "..."

He was almost petrified on the spot.

Literary scholar, female, or his classmate?

The waiter raised his hand and pinched his arm. The obvious pain told him that what he was seeing was not a dream.

Ning Yan: "It's hard to talk here. Let's go to the government office first."

The waiter got up from the ground holding his stomach, unable to resist the urge to explore Ning Yan with his peripheral vision. Zhao Wei witnessed the whole process of him being beaten and secretly said, "It's right." But in action, he was helpful and raised his hand to help him: "Is everything okay, sir?"

Only then did the waiter notice Zhao Wei beside him.

Turning to look at the tall and tall Wu Gu warrior, facing this extremely feminine face, the more he looked at it, the more he thought it was a woman rather than a boy or girl. Out of nowhere, he asked Zhao Wei: "Have you not asked me the name of this female monarch?"

Zhao Wei: "My surname is Zhao, my given name is Wei, Wei Rui's Wei."

As for the words that cannot be used, just don’t mention them.

When the waiter heard this, his left foot sprained.

The crisp sound made people feel chills on their ankles and necks. Before he stumbled to the ground, Zhao Wei grabbed his arm and lifted him up. Faced with Zhao Wei's eyes that asked, "How come you can't walk well?", the waiter was on the verge of tears and said, "I'm old and can't bear the excitement."

So, Shen Tang saw the servant who had one foot deep and one foot shallow, and mistakenly thought that he had the same leg problem as Luan Xin. The difference is that Luan Xin's right leg is lame, and the one in front of him has his left leg. She suppressed her worries that the other party was cheating, and gently invited the waiter to take a seat.

"Xie has met Mr. Shen."

"Mr. Xie doesn't need to be polite. I just heard from Dawei that Mr. Xie is here to join his old friend this time. It's just an unfortunate coincidence that Ji Shou is not here. If Mr. Xie has nothing urgent to do, he might as well stay here for a little while. The war is over. Ji Shou Will come to meet you."

The waiter heard that something was not good.

Just as he was about to explain, Ning Yan stood aside and asked, "When did you become old friends with Kang Jishou?"

As far as she knew, Kang Shi had little contact with him.

After hearing this, Shen Tang looked at Ning Yan, surprised.

"How is this going?"

Seeing that Shen Tang had no intention of getting angry, the waiter explained: "Shen Jun, please forgive Xie for deceiving him. In fact, he came to find Tunan this time. But Tunan has no reputation yet and is worried about causing unnecessary trouble. This It’s just in the name of Tuokang Jishou.”

Shen Tang asked Ning Yan for confirmation: "Come to find Tunan?"

Ning Yan was also confused: "What do you want from me?"

The waiter did not expect that he could complete his request without going to Longwu County, but he still had some "revenge" in mind and was not ready to confess everything now. He said mysteriously: "Of course it is to fulfill the promise of a righteous man and give Tunan a treasure."

To Ning Yan, her deceased husband's bones were truly a treasure.

Ning Yan lowered her eyes and thought for a long time, but she couldn't remember who the "righteous man" in the waiter's mouth was. The waiter didn't want to turn around and be stabbed to death by Ning Yan with her sword, so she raised her hand to Zhao Wei Gong and said, "Can I trouble Mrs. Zhao to help me run?" Xie picked up two items from where he stayed? Just tell Zhuo Jing that they were given to Tunan, and she will know."

Naturally, Zhao Wei would not refuse a simple errand job.

Relying on the courage of a warrior who can fly over walls and walls, she went directly to the two points and one line, stepping on the roof and courtyard walls with a few ups and downs.

"I wonder what your surname is, sir?"

While waiting, Shen Tang also got to know the waiter briefly.

The waiter said: "My surname is Xie, my name is Qi, my courtesy name is Shizang."

"Thank you?"

Xie Qi misunderstood and Shen Tang misheard: "Qi in the shape of a Qi."

He was ridiculed by his peers for many years because of this name. After all, the name sounded very depressing.

Furthermore, his talent was mediocre, and it was too late for him to gather his literary heart. His father died of illness before he had time to pick out the characters for him.

The word "Shizang" was given by the banquet master.

Shen Tang asked the waiter with a smile.

"A gentleman hides his weapon in his body and waits for the opportunity. It is indeed a good name. I just wonder if Shizang waited for the opportunity?"

As an owner who likes to pluck wild geese, it would take her several days of work to have a dog pass by, let alone a living person. Xie Qi came to defect to Ning Yan, and Ning Yan was her subordinate. Rounding things off, this Xie Qi came to defect to her! Literary scholars tend to be reserved, and as a lord, they need to take the initiative. As for the pitfalls of being a scribe... she didn't believe she couldn't meet a normal person.

Shen Tang mentally counted the students of Yan'an's father and secretly thought that this old gentleman was quite good at teaching his disciples. Ning Yan, Xie Qi, Yan'an, Zheng Qiao and Xu Jie were all students of Yanshi, but they became apprentices earlier or later, not all from the same class.

Maybe you can change your thinking.

Gather up a handful of the banquet master's wool.

Xie Qi was slightly surprised, as if he didn't expect Shen Tang to be so proactive when he first came up. He was not prepared at all. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Wei rescued him and came over carrying his things. The voice arrived before anyone arrived: "Lord, the things have been brought."

A black sword case with a reddish tint.

A clay pot tied with three layers of Gebu inside and three outside.

Xie Qi walked to the pottery pot with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Under Ning Yan's confused and searching eyes, he looked at her with sadness and sympathy, and took a deep breath: "Tunan, Xie has lived up to his righteousness this time. I entrusted you with bringing Xingning here."

The soft words fell like thunder in Ning Yan's ears.

The explosion caused constant buzzing in her mind, and it went blank. The world seemed to be spinning upside down in front of her eyes, depriving her of the ability to speak.

Her body seemed to have its own consciousness, trying to stand up and step forward, but her knees failed to support her and she fell back down with a loud bang. After a while, she finally felt the stinging pain in her knees, and her eyes filled with tears.

"Xingning, Xingning... Xingning is back?"

Shen Tang, who was sitting at the top, also stood up in shock.

"Yan Xingning?"

Xie Qi looked at Ning Yan's appearance and vaguely understood why Ning Yan's literary style and literary monogram were so similar to Yan'an's. It was because of her obsession that she could not forget that person. He told the whole story: "A few days ago, a palace servant came to my door and entrusted this thing to me. The servant was grateful for Xingning's kindness, and risked his own life and worked with several colleagues to hide Xingning's body. .”

Speaking of the chamberlain, Xie Qi still felt sad.

The current situation is still in the temporary palace, and there is almost no possibility of survival. Because once Zheng Qiao loses, with the hatred of the Dragon Slaying Bureau coalition forces towards Zheng Qiao and the anger of the people towards this violent lord, the massacre of the palace is almost a certainty, alas.

The people will only clap their hands and praise it.

On the other side, Ning Yan calmed down her turbulent emotions.

She wiped her tears upwards, and only her red eyes proved her recent loss of composure. She bowed to the thank you vessel and said, "Thank you for sending Xingning. You are a great kindness and you will definitely repay it in this life!"

She didn't know much about Xie Qi, but she knew that Xie Qi had been very tactful when he was a student in his youth. As for returning Xingning's body, the risk can be imagined, but he did it. How could Ning Yan not be grateful?

He avoided thanking him: "Why should I thank you for being a classmate?"

Ning Yan was focused on the pottery pot and didn't care about the contents of the sword box at all, but she couldn't resist Shen Tang's curiosity. She squatted next to the sword box, frowning and thinking: "What's in the sword box?"

Of course there is a sword in the sword box.

It’s just that the owner of this sword is Mi Tai Jian.

He thanked Qi and said, "It's a broken sword."

Ning Yan mistakenly thought that the sword box was also a relic of Xingning, and wondered: "Broken sword? But Xingning's broken sword was given to me a long time ago."

She also looked for a swordsmith to recast the broken sword as her daughter's sword, so that she could inherit her late father's legacy.

By chance, she learned that Bai Su was very good at making swords, so she went to her house with her daughter and a heavy gift to ask Bai Su to take action. Bai Sudao said it was a pity that the sword was broken. If he wanted to restore it, he would need some auxiliary materials. Because Ning Yan's daughter has not yet gathered her literary heart, the recasting is not urgent.

Xie Qi gritted his teeth and sneered: "Haha, it's not Xingning's broken sword, uh, it is, it's Zheng Nujiao's..."

Shen Tang pricked up his ears: "Nvjiao?"

She thought it was some female queen, Ning Yan's close friend.

Xie Qi whispered: "Zheng Qiao."

When Ning Yan heard the words "Zheng Nujiao", she knew it was Zheng Qiao. Her face suddenly turned cold and her eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Why did he put his broken sword in my hands?"

Xie Qi also said: "Who knows? How can ordinary people like us guess the thoughts of a madman? He asked me to give it away, so I gave it away... It's up to you to do with it. Lose it and keep it out of sight, or melt it and recast it. , it’s all up to you... After all, it is made of fine iron that the banquet master has worked hard to find. It would be a pity to lose it..."

Ning Yan ignored his persuasion: "Lost it."

No matter how far it was thrown, she felt disgusted just by looking at it!

Shen Tang knocked on the sword box with his fingers, his expression sometimes confused and sometimes confused. When he heard that Ning Yan didn't want this thing, he said, "Tunan wants to lose it? If you really don't want it, I will pick it up."

Ning Yan said: "This object is unlucky."

She thought that her lord was reluctant to part with the fine iron sword.

"For some reason, I always feel that this sword should not be thrown away. The aura on it...is a bit strange..."

But he couldn't tell what was strange at the moment. As he spoke, Shen Tang opened the sword box, and there was indeed a broken sword neatly placed inside. The sword was in a shark skin scabbard, with a Ruyi sword tassel attached to it. The sword body lying next to the scabbard was broken into three parts. The cold light penetrated the flesh.

Ning Yan knew at just one glance that this was indeed Zheng Qiao's sword, and moved her eyes away in disgust, but her lord's words made her a little concerned. Seeing that Shen Tang was about to reach out, she hurriedly intercepted: "My lord - be careful what's wrong with this sword -"

I don’t believe what Zheng Qiao gave me is a good thing.

Xie Qi said: "It shouldn't be poisonous."

He walked out of the palace with this sword in his bare hands.

If there was poison on it, he would have died long ago.

Shen Tang shook his head: "It's not poison..."

She looked at the sword and thought for a long time, trying to describe the feeling: "This sword... it seems to be alive... something is moving, but it is trapped in the sword and cannot come out. Tunan, Shizang, Dawei , do you feel this way?"

The three people named shook their heads.

No matter how they looked at it, this was an ordinary broken sword, or a broken sword that had not been well maintained.

Shen Tang was puzzled: "It shouldn't be..."

Indicating Ning Yan not to worry, she held the hilt of the sword with one hand and the scabbard with the other, and waited for a long time. Shen Tang raised the hand on the sword hilt: "Right here! There is something in here!"

Ning Yan suggested: "Let General Bai come and take a look?"

Bai Su is proficient in casting, so he may be able to discern some tricks.

Shen Tang put the sword hilt and scabbard back into the sword case, but never moved his eyes away: "Okay, let Shaoxuan come and take a look."

Unexpectedly, Bai Su couldn't see the problem either.

After asking around, only Shen Tang felt this way.

Shen Tang: "..."

Ning Yan suggested: "Master, would you like to take a look at Xingning's one? These two broken swords were made from the same origin and have the same origin. If it is not the fault of the broken sword itself, then it is because of Zheng Qiao's manipulation."

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Xianggu made up his mind to take the driver's license test. He got his name on the annual report last year, but now he hasn't even entered the examination room. Alas, this won't work. After getting a driver's license and buying a car, I can now walk around with my mother in my leather jacket.