Chapter 22
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The next morning, Cheng Qianye practiced calligraphy in his study.
Before crossing, she had no contact with soft pen calligraphy, so she often took the time to practice writing with a brush, but at present, her writing is still unsatisfactory.
Xiaoqiu stretched out a claw to grind ink for her. Her white little nose was stained with a little ink, which made her look playful and lovely.
"How do I write, your master?" Cheng Chiba wrote a piece of paper and asked as he wrote.
Xiaoqiu opened the round apricot eyes for a long time, stretched out a short finger, pointed to a way: "this painting is good, curved like an earthworm."
"Ouch!" She cried, "sister, why are you pinching me?"
Her sister Biyun blushes, crouches to salute and gives Cheng Chiba a cup of freshly brewed tea.
While tasting tea, Cheng Chiba said with a smile: "Biyun, don't always stick to Xiaoqiu. I like her like this."
Xiaoqiu is only about ten years old. She is a simple and lively child.
Since Cheng Qianye got the golden finger to see through people's heart, he looks at the people around him more or less concealing and cheating every day, and his heart is inevitably depressed.
This kind of soul is her favorite.
Moqiao came into the house.
Clear and charming, treat her sapphire with a heart of Chicheng.
"How's your friend?" Cheng Chiba asked.
"The doctor said he survived the most dangerous time."
"Master." Mo Qiao Sheng knelt down on Cheng Chiba's knees, "don't you punish me?"
"Punish you?" Cheng Chiba raised eyebrows, stopped writing and looked at him, "why punish you?"
"I..."
"What do you feel guilty about?" Cheng Chiba could not help reaching out and touching his head, "do you think you are not qualified to ask me, even if it is a friend you attach great importance to?"
Moqiao Sheng looks up at Cheng Chiba. His master can see people's heart like he can always say what he thinks.
"Well, that's what you said. I'll punish you. I'll punish a cruel one."
Mo Qiao Sheng knelt down straight and showed a firm look.
Cheng Qianye pulled him up and put him in his position. "You and I will be punished to copy books together. We will write half of this set of calligraphy."
Mo Qiao Sheng's hand is stuffed with a pen, and Cheng Chiba's soft palm holds the back of his hand.
"If you can, I'll teach you to write."
The white and handsome face of the Lord, over his shoulder, close at hand, exhaled like orchid.
"Ha ha, I may not be as good as you."
Mo Qiaosheng suddenly felt a kind of inexplicable emotion in his heart, like a soft feather. He brushed it back and forth in the most fragile part of his heart. It was sour and numb, which made his skin tremble slightly.
He slapped himself hard in the heart.
What are you thinking about in front of your master?
"Qiao Sheng, do you think I'm a good Lord?" Cheng Chiba holds Mo Qiaosheng's hand, writing while opening his mouth gently.
"Master in my heart, is the best Lord in the world."
Cheng Qianye knows that he is telling the truth.
She looked at the hands they held and the ink marks from their hands, and said slowly,
"when I was young, there were interest classes in school, oh, learning skills. I want to learn traditional Chinese painting, but my mother told me that playing guzheng is very charming, and she would like to hear me play guzheng
"So the master gave up his interest and gave up his wife?"
"Yes, when my mother saw that I had chosen guzheng, she was very happy and praised me again and again."
"I was praised by my mother, but I lost my hobby."
"I have such a character that I often give up my persistence in order to get recognition from others and not to say anything good about me."
Cheng Chiba loosened his hand and stopped writing: "I used to care about Zhang Fu, Xiao Jin, and the thoughts of those old ministers. I'm constantly changing my mind, catering to them, hoping to be recognized by all of them. "
"But now I find that I'm wrong. It's not enough to be a good man to be a qualified Lord."
She looked at Mo Qiao Sheng: "Qiao Sheng, although you are a slave, you can have your own ideas. Have you ever thought about who you're going to be? "
"Do you want to wait by my side, or do you want to make contributions on the battlefield?"
Mo Qiao Sheng's eyes gradually surging waves, "I want to be the knife in the master's hand. If the master wants to expand the territory, I will conquer the city for you. Master, if you have the heart to help the world, I am willing to fight for you. "
Cheng Chiba looked at the brilliant sapphire in front of him, and held out a hand to hold his palm: "OK, then you follow me."
The training ground was packed with people. All the sergeants and generals above the centurion, all the civilian officials and the attendants and guards around the LORD were in power.Everyone looked up at the young Lord sitting on the platform.
The news that the LORD was nearly killed at the banquet the day before yesterday has long spread throughout the army.
Now that so many people are gathered, it must be necessary to reprimand and clean up.
There are some people who are anxious to see the play. Gradually a whispering voice began to rise in the crowd.
Cheng Qianye looks at the crowd and writes and draws on the book in his hand.
No one can see that the letters in her hand are marked with horizontal and vertical grids, which correspond to the number of people in the square array on the school field at the moment.
Cheng Chiba put down his pen and called Mo Qiao Sheng to his side. "Qiao Sheng, you see, the horizontal represents the row, the vertical represents the column, and each grid corresponds to a person. Take a few people with you and put all the people I've listed on the list
And attached to his ear, whispered, "the contents of the book can't be seen by others, catch people, put them into the fire."
Mohashi took the order to go.
In a short time, Cheng Chiba knelt down in front of more than 20 people.
These people look at each other with blank faces.
Some of them are generals in the army, and some of them are the people around Cheng Chiba.
The only thing they have in common is that no matter what kind of image they show, in Cheng Chiba's eyes, all these people are full of sinister malice when they look at themselves.
Cheng Chiba sat on the high platform and looked at these people for a moment. He said in a loud voice, "who sent you? What's the purpose of lurking around me? What have you done wrong? What else do you have
"Honest man, let me live and drive out of the camp. Those who resist stubbornly in the corner will make a decision! "
More than 20 people, one after another, cried out for injustice.
There was a buzz among the audience.
Cheng Chiba ignored them and pointed to the first man in the front row who was covered in black fog.
Two Jiashi came forward and took him out of the crowd.
The man is honest and honest. He is in charge of purchasing. He repeatedly kowtowed and cried out injustice in his mouth.
"One last chance, say it. No, it's just death. " Cheng Chiba cold road.
The man burst into tears and cried: "Lord, villain is the old man beside your mother. She has been serving you and your wife for more than 20 years and has always been loyal. This time, my wife specially asked villain to serve you in the army. You can't do wrong to a villain by listening to some people's malicious slander
Cheng Chiba lowered his eyelashes and waved his hand.
Two powerful men of martial arts escorted the man down to the high platform, waiting for the executioner. Regardless of how the man cried and struggled, his hand fell, and a good head fell to the ground in an instant.
All of a sudden, there was silence.
Cheng Chiba looks at the person in the second row.
The man trembled like a fiddle, and was pulled out of the crowd by the first man. He was paralyzed to the ground, and his teeth clucked to fight.
"little man, little man confessed, little man is wan beside the first Marquis Mrs. Wan arranged to come in. He asked about the situation of the Lord and passed it on to her in private. "
Cheng Xiu beckons to his camp, and he rushes out to find out where he lives
The rest of the people saw that if they didn't explain, they would have blood splashing three feet. Since they could really save their lives, they began to explain with fear.
Some of them were spies arranged by other vassal states, and some of them were spies planted by aristocratic families in Jin Dynasty.
Cheng Chiba made the corresponding punishment, not the most heinous, not easy to take people's lives.
A sergeant in the army came forward. He knelt down and kowtowed: "the villain confessed. The villain was sent by Li Wenguang and lurked in the army. The villain has done nothing. Please forgive me. There is an accomplice... "
He raised his head and looked behind him at the line where the generals were standing. "The accomplice of the villain is general he Lanzhen."
The crowd burst into a roar.
He Lanzhen was so angry that she almost rushed forward. Yu dunsu held him: "brother Helan, don't be impulsive. The Lord has his own judgment."
He Lanzhen blushed and bowed to the ground and kowtowed: "Lord Mingjian, this man and I have always had private grudges. This is a secret of his anger. He will be really wronged."
Cheng Chiba looked at him and did not speak for a long time.
He Lanzhen is in a state of panic. Today she has caught so many secrets. It's time for her to be in a state of panic. It's normal for her Lord not to believe in himself.
He was born in a noble family. If he suffered such injustice and was expelled from the army, he would have nowhere to live.
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The next morning, Cheng Qianye practiced calligraphy in his study.
Before crossing, she had no contact with soft pen calligraphy, so she often took the time to practice writing with a brush, but at present, her writing is still unsatisfactory.
Xiaoqiu stretched out a claw to grind ink for her. Her white little nose was stained with a little ink, which made her look playful and lovely.
"How do I write, your master?" Cheng Chiba wrote a piece of paper and asked as he wrote.
Xiaoqiu opened the round apricot eyes for a long time, stretched out a short finger, pointed to a way: "this painting is good, curved like an earthworm."
"Ouch!" She cried, "sister, why are you pinching me?"
Her sister Biyun blushes, crouches to salute and gives Cheng Chiba a cup of freshly brewed tea.
While tasting tea, Cheng Chiba said with a smile: "Biyun, don't always stick to Xiaoqiu. I like her like this."
Xiaoqiu is only about ten years old. She is a simple and lively child.
Since Cheng Qianye got the golden finger to see through people's heart, he looks at the people around him more or less concealing and cheating every day, and his heart is inevitably depressed.
This kind of soul is her favorite.
Moqiao came into the house.
Clear and charming, treat her sapphire with a heart of Chicheng.
"How's your friend?" Cheng Chiba asked.
"The doctor said he survived the most dangerous time."
"Master." Mo Qiao Sheng knelt down on Cheng Chiba's knees, "don't you punish me?"
"Punish you?" Cheng Chiba raised eyebrows, stopped writing and looked at him, "why punish you?"
"I..."
"What do you feel guilty about?" Cheng Chiba could not help reaching out and touching his head, "do you think you are not qualified to ask me, even if it is a friend you attach great importance to?"
Moqiao Sheng looks up at Cheng Chiba. His master can see people's heart like he can always say what he thinks.
"Well, that's what you said. I'll punish you. I'll punish a cruel one."
Mo Qiao Sheng knelt down straight and showed a firm look.
Cheng Qianye pulled him up and put him in his position. "You and I will be punished to copy books together. We will write half of this set of calligraphy."
Mo Qiao Sheng's hand is stuffed with a pen, and Cheng Chiba's soft palm holds the back of his hand.
"If you can, I'll teach you to write."
The white and handsome face of the Lord, over his shoulder, close at hand, exhaled like orchid.
"Ha ha, I may not be as good as you."
Mo Qiaosheng suddenly felt a kind of inexplicable emotion in his heart, like a soft feather. He brushed it back and forth in the most fragile part of his heart. It was sour and numb, which made his skin tremble slightly.
He slapped himself hard in the heart.
What are you thinking about in front of your master?
"Qiao Sheng, do you think I'm a good Lord?" Cheng Chiba holds Mo Qiaosheng's hand, writing while opening his mouth gently.
"Master in my heart, is the best Lord in the world."
Cheng Qianye knows that he is telling the truth.
She looked at the hands they held and the ink marks from their hands, and said slowly,
"when I was young, there were interest classes in school, oh, learning skills. I want to learn traditional Chinese painting, but my mother told me that playing guzheng is very charming, and she would like to hear me play guzheng
"So the master gave up his interest and gave up his wife?"
"Yes, when my mother saw that I had chosen guzheng, she was very happy and praised me again and again."
"I was praised by my mother, but I lost my hobby."
"I have such a character that I often give up my persistence in order to get recognition from others and not to say anything good about me."
Cheng Chiba loosened his hand and stopped writing: "I used to care about Zhang Fu, Xiao Jin, and the thoughts of those old ministers. I'm constantly changing my mind, catering to them, hoping to be recognized by all of them. "
"But now I find that I'm wrong. It's not enough to be a good man to be a qualified Lord."
She looked at Mo Qiao Sheng: "Qiao Sheng, although you are a slave, you can have your own ideas. Have you ever thought about who you're going to be? "
"Do you want to wait by my side, or do you want to make contributions on the battlefield?"
Mo Qiao Sheng's eyes gradually surging waves, "I want to be the knife in the master's hand. If the master wants to expand the territory, I will conquer the city for you. Master, if you have the heart to help the world, I am willing to fight for you. "
Cheng Chiba looked at the brilliant sapphire in front of him, and held out a hand to hold his palm: "OK, then you follow me."
The training ground was packed with people. All the sergeants and generals above the centurion, all the civilian officials and the attendants and guards around the LORD were in power.Everyone looked up at the young Lord sitting on the platform.
The news that the LORD was nearly killed at the banquet the day before yesterday has long spread throughout the army.
Now that so many people are gathered, it must be necessary to reprimand and clean up.
There are some people who are anxious to see the play. Gradually a whispering voice began to rise in the crowd.
Cheng Qianye looks at the crowd and writes and draws on the book in his hand.
No one can see that the letters in her hand are marked with horizontal and vertical grids, which correspond to the number of people in the square array on the school field at the moment.
Cheng Chiba put down his pen and called Mo Qiao Sheng to his side. "Qiao Sheng, you see, the horizontal represents the row, the vertical represents the column, and each grid corresponds to a person. Take a few people with you and put all the people I've listed on the list
And attached to his ear, whispered, "the contents of the book can't be seen by others, catch people, put them into the fire."
Mohashi took the order to go.
In a short time, Cheng Chiba knelt down in front of more than 20 people.
These people look at each other with blank faces.
Some of them are generals in the army, and some of them are the people around Cheng Chiba.
The only thing they have in common is that no matter what kind of image they show, in Cheng Chiba's eyes, all these people are full of sinister malice when they look at themselves.
Cheng Chiba sat on the high platform and looked at these people for a moment. He said in a loud voice, "who sent you? What's the purpose of lurking around me? What have you done wrong? What else do you have
"Honest man, let me live and drive out of the camp. Those who resist stubbornly in the corner will make a decision! "
More than 20 people, one after another, cried out for injustice.
There was a buzz among the audience.
Cheng Chiba ignored them and pointed to the first man in the front row who was covered in black fog.
Two Jiashi came forward and took him out of the crowd.
The man is honest and honest. He is in charge of purchasing. He repeatedly kowtowed and cried out injustice in his mouth.
"One last chance, say it. No, it's just death. " Cheng Chiba cold road.
The man burst into tears and cried: "Lord, villain is the old man beside your mother. She has been serving you and your wife for more than 20 years and has always been loyal. This time, my wife specially asked villain to serve you in the army. You can't do wrong to a villain by listening to some people's malicious slander
Cheng Chiba lowered his eyelashes and waved his hand.
Two powerful men of martial arts escorted the man down to the high platform, waiting for the executioner. Regardless of how the man cried and struggled, his hand fell, and a good head fell to the ground in an instant.
All of a sudden, there was silence.
Cheng Chiba looks at the person in the second row.
The man trembled like a fiddle, and was pulled out of the crowd by the first man. He was paralyzed to the ground, and his teeth clucked to fight.
"little man, little man confessed, little man is wan beside the first Marquis Mrs. Wan arranged to come in. He asked about the situation of the Lord and passed it on to her in private. "
Cheng Xiu beckons to his camp, and he rushes out to find out where he lives
The rest of the people saw that if they didn't explain, they would have blood splashing three feet. Since they could really save their lives, they began to explain with fear.
Some of them were spies arranged by other vassal states, and some of them were spies planted by aristocratic families in Jin Dynasty.
Cheng Chiba made the corresponding punishment, not the most heinous, not easy to take people's lives.
A sergeant in the army came forward. He knelt down and kowtowed: "the villain confessed. The villain was sent by Li Wenguang and lurked in the army. The villain has done nothing. Please forgive me. There is an accomplice... "
He raised his head and looked behind him at the line where the generals were standing. "The accomplice of the villain is general he Lanzhen."
The crowd burst into a roar.
He Lanzhen was so angry that she almost rushed forward. Yu dunsu held him: "brother Helan, don't be impulsive. The Lord has his own judgment."
He Lanzhen blushed and bowed to the ground and kowtowed: "Lord Mingjian, this man and I have always had private grudges. This is a secret of his anger. He will be really wronged."
Cheng Chiba looked at him and did not speak for a long time.
He Lanzhen is in a state of panic. Today she has caught so many secrets. It's time for her to be in a state of panic. It's normal for her Lord not to believe in himself.
He was born in a noble family. If he suffered such injustice and was expelled from the army, he would have nowhere to live.
The next morning, Cheng Qianye practiced calligraphy in his study. Before crossing, she had no contact with soft pen calligraphy, so she often took the time to practice writing with a brush, but at present, her writing is still unsatisfactory. Xiaoqiu stretched out a claw to grind ink for her. Her white little nose was stained with a little ink, which made her look playful and lovely. "How do I write, your master?" Cheng Chiba wrote a piece of paper and asked as he wrote. Xiaoqiu opened the round apricot eyes for a long time, stretched out a short finger, pointed to a way: "this painting is good, curved like an earthworm." "Ouch!" She cried, "sister, why are you pinching me?" Her sister Biyun blushes, crouches to salute and gives Cheng Chiba a cup of freshly brewed tea. While tasting tea, Cheng Chiba said with a smile: "Biyun, don't always stick to Xiaoqiu. I like her like this." Xiaoqiu is only about ten years old. She is a simple and lively child. Since Cheng Qianye got the golden finger to see through people's heart, he looks at the people around him more or less concealing and cheating every day, and his heart is inevitably depressed. This kind of soul is her favorite. Moqiao came into the house. Clear and charming, treat her sapphire with a heart of Chicheng. "How's your friend?" Cheng Chiba asked. "The doctor said he survived the most dangerous time." "Master." Mo Qiao Sheng knelt down on Cheng Chiba's knees, "don't you punish me?" "Punish you?" Cheng Chiba raised eyebrows, stopped writing and looked at him, "why punish you?" "I..." "What do you feel guilty about?" Cheng Chiba could not help reaching out and touching his head, "do you think you are not qualified to ask me, even if it is a friend you attach great importance to?" Moqiao Sheng looks up at Cheng Chiba. His master can see people's heart like he can always say what he thinks. "Well, that's what you said. I'll punish you. I'll punish a cruel one." Mo Qiao Sheng knelt down straight and showed a firm look. Cheng Qianye pulled him up and put him in his position. "You and I will be punished to copy books together. We will write half of this set of calligraphy." Mo Qiao Sheng's hand is stuffed with a pen, and Cheng Chiba's soft palm holds the back of his hand. "If you can, I'll teach you to write." The white and handsome face of the Lord, over his shoulder, close at hand, exhaled like orchid. "Ha ha, I may not be as good as you." Mo Qiaosheng suddenly felt a kind of inexplicable emotion in his heart, like a soft feather. He brushed it back and forth in the most fragile part of his heart. It was sour and numb, which made his skin tremble slightly. He slapped himself hard in the heart. What are you thinking about in front of your master? "Qiao Sheng, do you think I'm a good Lord?" Cheng Chiba holds Mo Qiaosheng's hand, writing while opening his mouth gently. "Master in my heart, is the best Lord in the world." Cheng Qianye knows that he is telling the truth. She looked at the hands they held and the ink marks from their hands, and said slowly, "when I was young, there were interest classes in school, oh, learning skills. I want to learn traditional Chinese painting, but my mother told me that playing guzheng is very charming, and she would like to hear me play guzheng "So the master gave up his interest and gave up his wife?" "Yes, when my mother saw that I had chosen guzheng, she was very happy and praised me again and again." "I was praised by my mother, but I lost my hobby." "I have such a character that I often give up my persistence in order to get recognition from others and not to say anything good about me." Cheng Chiba loosened his hand and stopped writing: "I used to care about Zhang Fu, Xiao Jin, and the thoughts of those old ministers. I'm constantly changing my mind, catering to them, hoping to be recognized by all of them. " "But now I find that I'm wrong. It's not enough to be a good man to be a qualified Lord." She looked at Mo Qiao Sheng: "Qiao Sheng, although you are a slave, you can have your own ideas. Have you ever thought about who you're going to be? " "Do you want to wait by my side, or do you want to make contributions on the battlefield?" Mo Qiao Sheng's eyes gradually surging waves, "I want to be the knife in the master's hand. If the master wants to expand the territory, I will conquer the city for you. Master, if you have the heart to help the world, I am willing to fight for you. " Cheng Chiba looked at the brilliant sapphire in front of him, and held out a hand to hold his palm: "OK, then you follow me." The training ground was packed with people. All the sergeants and generals above the centurion, all the civilian officials and the attendants and guards around the LORD were in power.Everyone looked up at the young Lord sitting on the platform. The news that the LORD was nearly killed at the banquet the day before yesterday has long spread throughout the army. Now that so many people are gathered, it must be necessary to reprimand and clean up. There are some people who are anxious to see the play. Gradually a whispering voice began to rise in the crowd. Cheng Qianye looks at the crowd and writes and draws on the book in his hand. No one can see that the letters in her hand are marked with horizontal and vertical grids, which correspond to the number of people in the square array on the school field at the moment. Cheng Chiba put down his pen and called Mo Qiao Sheng to his side. "Qiao Sheng, you see, the horizontal represents the row, the vertical represents the column, and each grid corresponds to a person. Take a few people with you and put all the people I've listed on the list And attached to his ear, whispered, "the contents of the book can't be seen by others, catch people, put them into the fire." Mohashi took the order to go. In a short time, Cheng Chiba knelt down in front of more than 20 people. These people look at each other with blank faces. Some of them are generals in the army, and some of them are the people around Cheng Chiba. The only thing they have in common is that no matter what kind of image they show, in Cheng Chiba's eyes, all these people are full of sinister malice when they look at themselves. Cheng Chiba sat on the high platform and looked at these people for a moment. He said in a loud voice, "who sent you? What's the purpose of lurking around me? What have you done wrong? What else do you have "Honest man, let me live and drive out of the camp. Those who resist stubbornly in the corner will make a decision! " More than 20 people, one after another, cried out for injustice. There was a buzz among the audience. Cheng Chiba ignored them and pointed to the first man in the front row who was covered in black fog. Two Jiashi came forward and took him out of the crowd. The man is honest and honest. He is in charge of purchasing. He repeatedly kowtowed and cried out injustice in his mouth. "One last chance, say it. No, it's just death. " Cheng Chiba cold road. The man burst into tears and cried: "Lord, villain is the old man beside your mother. She has been serving you and your wife for more than 20 years and has always been loyal. This time, my wife specially asked villain to serve you in the army. You can't do wrong to a villain by listening to some people's malicious slander Cheng Chiba lowered his eyelashes and waved his hand. Two powerful men of martial arts escorted the man down to the high platform, waiting for the executioner. Regardless of how the man cried and struggled, his hand fell, and a good head fell to the ground in an instant. All of a sudden, there was silence. Cheng Chiba looks at the person in the second row. The man trembled like a fiddle, and was pulled out of the crowd by the first man. He was paralyzed to the ground, and his teeth clucked to fight. "little man, little man confessed, little man is wan beside the first Marquis Mrs. Wan arranged to come in. He asked about the situation of the Lord and passed it on to her in private. " Cheng Xiu beckons to his camp, and he rushes out to find out where he lives The rest of the people saw that if they didn't explain, they would have blood splashing three feet. Since they could really save their lives, they began to explain with fear. Some of them were spies arranged by other vassal states, and some of them were spies planted by aristocratic families in Jin Dynasty. Cheng Chiba made the corresponding punishment, not the most heinous, not easy to take people's lives. A sergeant in the army came forward. He knelt down and kowtowed: "the villain confessed. The villain was sent by Li Wenguang and lurked in the army. The villain has done nothing. Please forgive me. There is an accomplice... " He raised his head and looked behind him at the line where the generals were standing. "The accomplice of the villain is general he Lanzhen." The crowd burst into a roar. He Lanzhen was so angry that she almost rushed forward. Yu dunsu held him: "brother Helan, don't be impulsive. The Lord has his own judgment." He Lanzhen blushed and bowed to the ground and kowtowed: "Lord Mingjian, this man and I have always had private grudges. This is a secret of his anger. He will be really wronged." Cheng Chiba looked at him and did not speak for a long time. He Lanzhen is in a state of panic. Today she has caught so many secrets. It's time for her to be in a state of panic. It's normal for her Lord not to believe in himself. He was born in a noble family. If he suffered such injustice and was expelled from the army, he would have nowhere to live.
