Flower Stealing Master Chapter 62: The first problem

Song Qingshu looked at him confusedly: "Why?"

"Aren't many murderers thinking about assassinating me now? What kind of Li Daitao shall we have... instead, they never expected that the target had become the martial arts and powerful Brother Song, and they would definitely have a big somersault." Wei Xiaobao said it methodically, but he had another calculation in his heart: it would be inconvenient to move when he was wearing this official uniform. What I thought before was going to the storeroom quietly, and I wanted to give that oiran some fascinating spring wine. Soaked?

"Master Wei is really a clever calculation. I admire it." Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian would not let go of any chance of flattering.

"Master Wei's words are not unreasonable," Ku Mozhi looked at Song Qingshu and nodded, "We only have Song Gongzi and Wei Xiaobao who are similar in age..."

"Isn't Duan Yu a human? It's better to be killed with a sword by an assassin," Song Qingshu slandered, as if he could guess what he was thinking, Duan Yu subconsciously shrank back.

But reason told him that he was the best candidate. No matter how Duan Yu said it, he was the son of Dali. If something really happened, Kangxi would have cursed Wei Xiaobao to death. Fortunately, martial arts are still going back in a sloppy way. Even if you encounter an assassin, you should be more than self-protection...

Song Qingshu put away his thoughts, nodded and replied: "Okay!"

To ask where is the best place for drunken fans today, ten out of ten men will answer you excitedly: Yangzhou!

To ask where is the dirtiest place today, ten out of ten women will answer you with contempt: Yangzhou!

With one hundred thousand waists, riding a crane down to Yangzhou, there is nothing more fun in life than this.

At the beginning of the Hua Deng, various fireworks venues in Yangzhou City became lively, and the most lively among them was the Lichunyuan.

"Hmph, it's not because of the recent arrival of a Youyou girl. After she is overwhelmed by someone, I see if she still has such a charm." An old bustard watched a group of uncles in fresh clothes and went straight to Li Chun Yuan walked to the ground, spit on the ground, and said bitterly.

The group of fresh-clothed angry horses is naturally Wei Xiaobao and Song Qingshu and his entourage. Just stepping into the threshold of Lichunyuan, Gui Gong's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he greeted him enthusiastically.

Wei Xiaobao threw an ingot of silver in the past and pointed to Song Qingshu and said: "Our uncle Wei rewarded us, find us the best position."

Gong Gui glanced at Song Qingshu, and nodded quickly: "Okay, please come with me, uncles." After speaking, he led everyone to an elegant and secluded place and sat down, greeted the young man to arrange melons, fruits, wine and dishes. He said with a flattering smile: "Everyone, drink a glass of water and wine first, and the girl will come out in a while. Whether she can get her favor at that time depends on your uncle's ability."

"You go down first," Wei Xiaobao waved his hand impatiently and drove off the turtle. After a while, he quietly said to Song Qingshu: "Brother Song, I'll go and make it easier."

"The oiran is coming out soon..." Song Qingshu said in amazement. He didn't expect him to go there at this time.

"It's okay, I'll see when I come back, you don't need to send someone to follow me, so as not to reveal your identity." After Wei Xiaobao finished speaking, he ran to the corridor quickly, clutching his stomach.

Running out of everyone's sight, Wei Xiaobao straightened up and smiled slyly: "Go to the warehouse and get some Michun wine out."

Not long after Wei Xiaobao left, the hall was bustling:

"Girl Youyou is out."

"I don't know which man is lucky enough to be her guest on the scene."

"Youyou girl is so alluring with a frown and a smile."

……

Song Qingshu looked up, only to see a few maidservants coming from upstairs with the help of a beautiful lady in a palace costume, really shaking three steps, the charm of the inadvertent gestures made Song Qingshu's heart sway.

She seems to have noticed Song Qingshu's gaze, and Liren glanced back at him, her brows are picturesque, especially those beautiful eyes, which seem to have crystals flowing on the surface, which is really charming and charming.

"I didn't believe that this woman was a place." Song Qingshu quickly lowered her head, her heart beating wildly. If she was really a girl, she would be able to use the charm of a woman to the extreme with ease, that would really be called a natural charm. Up.

Unknowingly, the beauty had already walked into the lobby, and after a curtain of gauze passed, she sat down slowly. Seeing the opportunity, the old bust hurriedly began to yell: "Masters, Youyou girl has already sat down. It's the old rule. Whoever can answer her three questions can be invited by Youyou girl to talk about it."

"For so many days, no one can even answer the first question, aren't you Lichunyuan sincerely cheating people?" A chubby wealthy businessman called out, and a group of people around him nodded secretly.

"If you can’t answer it, it doesn’t mean that others can’t answer it either. Wouldn’t it be a joke if Miss Youyou’s question can be answered so easily?" The young talent who rushed over, his words also got the approval of a large number of people who came for the first time.

"Hey, you guys are awesome, you go try it?" The fat businessman sneered, his expression very disdainful.

"Looking for Girl Youyou to write a question." Shi Shiran, the person who spoke just now, saluted Liren.

The Youyou girl inside leaned slightly and gave a gift, but did not speak. At this moment, a maid beside her stood up and opened her mouth and said: "Listen well, our girl’s first question is neither the piano, chess, calligraphy, nor calligraphy. , Do not examine the sub-collection of scriptures and history, only the number of skills. The girl wants to use a knife to divide her beloved Jinpa into several pieces. As we all know, one sword can divide the Jinpa into two pieces, two swords can be divided into four pieces at most, and three swords into seven pieces. …Excuse me, if one hundred dollars are passed, how many pieces of girl Youyou’s Jinpa can be divided into at most?"

As soon as this question came out~IndoMTL.com~ Everyone in the field began to think hard, Duolong's eyes lit up, and he took out a square scarf and separated it with a knife, but he cut seven or eight knives. After that, some parts of the scarf were so finely broken that they couldn't be cut anymore, and he threw the knife with anger: "Grandma, a bear, what a problem."

Duan Yu is a person who has studied poetry and books. If he examines his subtle words and the meaning of Buddhist scriptures, he will probably be able to give an answer soon, but it is a pity that he does not know anything about the art of this test.

Different from Duan Yu, Wang Yuyan is a widely read book. She is not limited to martial arts classics or Confucian classics. She also reads a lot of books on numeracy, such as "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic", "Zhou Pi Suanjing", etc. I also study frequently. When I heard this topic, my mind turned a lot, and I soon got the answer, and I couldn't help but show a smile on his face.

Did Duan Yu keep peeking at Wang Yuyan, and when she saw her smile, she was surprised and said: "Miss Wang has already figured it out?" If martial arts were to be paid, the other party was obviously a literary talent, but Duan Yu had a sweetheart. I lost face in front of me, and my heart was very depressed.

Hearing Duan Yu's words, Duo Long, Zhang Kangnian, Zhao Qixian and others gathered around and said with a flattering smile: "Miss Wang, or you can tell us the answer."

Wang Yuyan blushed, she still shook her head firmly. She was angry that she was caught by them, how willing to help them to harm other girls.

Song Qingshu is Yun Danfeng sitting on the main seat, sipping tea leisurely, Shui Sheng sees his appearance, his eyes rolled around, and curiously asked: "You also figured out the answer?"

"In the future, remember to call the master first. It's no rule." Song Qingshu glared at her, but didn't answer her directly.

Shui Sheng suffocated and hated Song Qingshu. He turned to see the girl behind the gauze curtain, with a sly smile on the corner of her mouth, and suddenly shouted: "My son has already figured it out!"