Chapter 6 The Number 1 Slave

General's mansion, Mo Wenzhai.

Qin Hu held a wolf pen in his hand, soaked in Huizhou fine ink, and a pile of rough papy paper on the table. Everyone knew that Qin Hu's general was born, and he never knew that Qin Hu could splash ink.

Qin Hu, who can dance a long gun, is actually a unique ink treasure on the battlefield. The iron pen and silver hook are like his character, but Qin Hu likes to practice pens with straw paper. Even if someone is lucky enough to get Qin Hu's ink treasure, this straw paper calligraphy will make people laugh.

"Diyuan's girl hurt the book treasure?"

Qin Hu asked gently, and the wolf pen in his hand gradually turned black. The calm face made people unable to know his mood at this moment.

Qin Erniu, the housekeeper standing aside, seemed a little formal. Qin Erniu's surname was Li, and he was originally Qin Hu's guard. Because he had saved Qin Hu and was inconvenient for the army due to old injuries, he was arranged by Qin Hu to be a housekeeper and given the surname 'Qin'.

"In the words of the master, the young master was indeed injured by the girl Zhiyuan."

Qin Hu picked up the wolf howl pen that fully absorbed the ink and wrote it on the papyrus, "Why didn't Shubao say it when he came to say good to you today?"

"Master, yesterday's matter was handled by the young master himself, and I don't know the story."

After writing, Qin Hu's wrists were vigorous, and the pen was vertical and horizontal, like knife marks. When he heard Qin Erniu's report, Qin Hu didn't seem to know.

When Qin Erniu saw Qin Hu like this, he took a step forward and said, "Master, yesterday, the young master seemed to notice the secret whistle we arranged near Qi Pingyuan."

A trace of light lit up in Qin Huhu's eyes, which was fleeting, just a gentle 'oh'.

Qin Erniu followed Qin Hu for many years. Of course, he could guess what Qin Hu was thinking, but he stopped. He did not praise or boast. He just asked softly, "Sir, that paper kite?"

"It's up to him!"

The ink in the wolf's pen was dry, Qin Hu put the wolf's ink into the inkstone again, and Qin Erniu clearly retreated to one side.

After writing half of the word 'Dragon', Qin Hu's wrist was lightened again. The pen was sharp, and there were a few more heroic postures in the golden iron horse.

"Where is the book treasure now?"

Qin Erniu looked embarrassed. Seeing the brush in Qin Hu's hand slowly, he could only bracely say, "Young master, I went to the pipe alley early in the morning."

"Hmm! Something that can't be made!"

The final touch became the biggest failure. The 'dragon' with rising vitality on the paper was stopped by 'one knife' and did not have any spirituality.

The pipe alley, as the name implies, is like a pipe, and can only get in and out. Of course, it is also a good place for rich businessmen from all walks of life to raise women and stage actors.

Qin Shubao stood in the courtyard and teased the thrush bird in the Nanzhu bird cage. This eyebrow is called 'Sky Wolf', and the bird's head is bowed to its buttocks in the shape of a gourd. The mouth passes through the circles of the eyes, the mouth is bamboo nails, the root of the mouth is wide and thick, and the tip of the mouth to the root is very thick. The tail wing is formed into a line, but unfolds from time to time, showing a semi-arc fan shape. As the saying goes, "the body is like a gourd tail like a piano, and the neck is like a nail."

The Sirius's head is wide and flat, the white eyes are parallel to the top of the head, the eyebrow line is thin and white, and the back of the eyebrows is slightly hanging, looking like a fierce look! The hair on its chest is fish scales, and it looks dry, with a pair of toes in the shape of cat claws, but the only thing that made Qin Shubao feel beautiful in the past is that its feet are yellow rather than white.

Qin Shubao knows all the memories and feels very helpless about the previous cowardly girl's pursuit of perfection. In his opinion, this thrush in the cage is already a masterpiece.

Qin Shubao said that he is familiar with all the memories, but he doesn't know much about how to actually operate this aggressive thrush. Everything in his mind is equivalent to written knowledge.

Compared with this ' Sirius', Qin Shubao is more interested in the bird cage held in his opponent. The bird cage is Nanzhu, which is a Yangpo bamboo that has grown for 15 years. There is no bamboo knot on each cage. The cage is carved with strange flowers and plants, which is extremely comfortable. The cage hook is a slightly yellow ivory, which is cleverly carved into an auspicious beast's head. The two feeding water tanks placed in the cage are actually tortoise and tortoise. Of course, the price is not cheap. When Qin Shubao bought it, it was worth 50 taels of silver.

The so-called good horse with a good saddle is also the only thing that Qin Shubao could make him look up in Bianliang City at the beginning! However, it was still worthless to be trampled on, and he broke an arm!

Qin Shubao teased the birds, but there was a beautiful man kneeling in the yard, constantly wiping tears, but did not dare to cry.

A blue-shirted man was not magnificent, thin, and there were not many outstanding places, but his eyes turned smoothly. Seeing that he was kneeling on the beauty and unwilling to get up, and Qin Shubao looked like nothing to do with him, he immediately helped the woman.

"Miss Yan'er, didn't the third master say that? He doesn't need your care. Why do you suffer so much? The third master redeemed your body, and now he has gone back to your hometown to haunt you. The third master is kind and righteous to you, so don't pester the third master. The third master is famous for his good temper, but the third master decided that he would never change things. Just like beating Mrs. Luo in public yesterday, who dares to be as brave as the third master?

Qin Shubao did not control the corners of his mouth and opened a large arc. Although this kind of explicit flattery was a little disgusting, he did not feel disgusting.

When the beauty knelt on the ground saw her former lover, she never looked at her, and her heart was completely cold.

With the help of Zhao Meng, a man in blue, a brothel named Yan'er stood up, Shiran gave Qin Shubao a blessing and walked to the house with a silk scarf.

After a long time, Yan'er packed a burden. Qin Shubao wink at Zhao Meng, and Zhao Meng put a pile of silver tickets into Yan'er's hand.

Yan'er, who looked a little gloomy, saw the silver ticket in front of her, and her face suddenly became happy. She might realize that something was wrong and turned into a sad look.

Qin Shubao snorted coldly in his heart, "Surely, it's a bitch ruthless!"

If this brothel woman named Yaner insists on staying and does not love these hundreds of taels of silver, Qin Shubao may also leave her as a plaything, but now, he has no regrets!

He is originally a person who is obsessed with cleanliness in his feelings. Although most of the women who live in the brothel are involuntarily, Qin Shubao doesn't have much desire to be a plaything when he thinks of the scene of thousands of people riding thousands of collapse. It is possible to be a plaything, but it is impossible to be together for a hundred years.

Send away Yan'er, named Zhao Meng. In fact, the thin man in blue-shirted man ran to Qin Shubao and said carefully, "Lord, did you give a little too much? Buying a clear official is not worth so much!"

Qin Shubao turned his head and looked at his number one slave, who was also the only slave. Zhao Meng immediately took a small step back and lowered his eyebrows and said, "Third Master, I'm in trouble!"

"Ha ha, it's just a few hundred taels! Not much! Not much!"

Zhao Meng looked at Qin Shubao, who walked into the hall with a bird cage, and was very puzzled. His eyes turned freely in his eyes. After a moment, Zhao Meng looked out of the gate with a strange look.

"Mengzi, how long have you been with me?"

Qin Shubao sat in a chair, drank Yan'er's last tea, and asked Zhao Meng with a smile.

Zhao Meng paused forward and looked at Qin Shubao with a pair of bright eyes. There was not much meat on his thin face, and his dark lips opened together and said, "Master, the little one has been with you for three years."

"Oh! Then you must have been angry for three years!"

When Zhao Meng heard this, he immediately knelt down and said in fear, "Third Master, you are so small! The past three years with you have been the youngest three years with the smallest chest. If I don't follow you, I, Zhao Meng, am just a man in Bianliang City. There is a splash of skin that hasn't been eaten yet. How can Zhao Meng feel wronged if you give me everything? It's just that Zhao Meng has no ability, which makes the third master suffer a lot from others!"

"Ha ha... If those children don't bully us waste, will they bully Yan Qingzhi?

Zhao Meng knelt on the ground and dared not make any comments. Now he can't figure out Qin Shubao's mind, as if he had suddenly changed into a person.

"Sianwolf, you raised it well! You didn't raise anything for me, did you? Qin Shubao lifted a corner of the cloth on the bird cage and asked carelessly.

"Bum! Bang! Bang!..."

Zhao Mengmeng kowtowed, and the ground banged with great force. A trace of strangeness flashed in Qin Shubao's eyes. Zhao Meng, who stopped kowtowed with one foot and said with a smile, "I'm laughing with you!"

"Third Master, you are scared to death. Please don't be like the little one in the future. I can't stand it!"

"I dare not measure you!"

A light sentence made Zhao Meng's body stiff, and his bloody forehead was particularly eye-catching on his stiff face!

"Gone! If I don't go, those fools will think I dare not fight!"

Qin Shubao tapped his hand with a fan and strode out. Zhao Meng carried a bird cage and followed him full of worry. A pair of smooth eyes did not dare to stare straight at Qin Shubao, always two positions behind Qin Shubao.