Last night, he was struggling and saw the master and the third prince and his group put on ordinary clothes and went ashore. After Yan Qing had the opportunity to get into the cabin and take a nap. The spring was exhausted and autumn was sleepy. The wind was so beautiful outside the porthole that it shone warm all over. Yan Qing quickly fell asleep. In the dream, he felt that he had become a funny stupid donkey. A carrot was hanging in front of him. No matter how hard he ran forward, he seemed to never catch up with the carrot that made him salivate. Just as he stopped and gasped, a disgusting fly penetrated into his nose, a sneeze roared out loud, and the bed beneath him shook a few times. Yan Qing was clever and his body couldn't help but stand up.

A smiling guy was holding a feather in his hand and was swaying there with malicious intentions in front of him. It was strange that a faint fragrance came from the body of Mr. Fu, which made people feel intoxicated. The other party with starry eyebrows and eyes made Yan Qing's mind sway involuntarily.

"How can a big man like to use women's things?" The cabin is narrow, and Yan Qing has liked to enter the red pink cave for years and play in the world. He is very familiar with the rouge and gouache on women.

Young Master Fu couldn't help but blush and glared at him with anger: "I see that you are completely confused when you sleep. This man in the sky is blue and white, and a boat of men actually remembered the girl."

"Then I want to ask you, everyone in the boat has beards, why don't you grow? Also, I find that you can never pee in the same pot as us." Yan Qing found that the other person's face was getting ugly, and quickly stopped talking. He did not hate this young master Fu. Although the other person looked pretty, he liked to listen to stories. He always pestered Yan Qing to hang out those strange stories in the world. The other person's focused expression made Yan Qing feel very accomplished. After all, it takes some fun to pass the too much time when he travels for a long time. Sometimes he can tease the other person and see

The other party's anger and embarrassment made his life less bland and boring. Another advantage of this young master Fu is that his cooking skills are particularly good. Every time a simple vegetable comes to him, he can make a flower. Not only is it both good in shape and color, but the taste also makes the martial artists on this boat think about the next meal. Of course, they can't eat what Mr. Fu makes every meal. If he wants to be in a good mood, you don't want to say that, there will naturally be a mysterious gift to give him at the meal. If he is unhappy, then Yan Qing, a wise guy, must take action.

"Who wants to pee in the same pot with you, it's so dirty."

Yan Qing stopped when he saw that he was ready, and shyly hit the other person's shoulder: "The master is not here today. We have made so many live chickens and ducks in Suzhou. I secretly made a jar of Xuan wine. Why don't you get us a few new side dishes and let us have a cup of fresh dishes."

"Drink you, a big-headed ghost. I'm almost stolen on this boat. Why don't we go ashore too? Don't you like drinking? I'll treat you to a good drink today."

"Just..." Thinking of the unusualness of last night, Yan Qing quickly stopped talking, and things were divided into priorities. Drinking could easily mislead things. When major events were about to happen, Yan Qing could control the fleet. When the master left, he asked him to take good care of the fleet. He could not be sure where he was now, and a group of malicious guys were staring at them. But he saw the disappointment in the other person's eyes, and his pouted mouth and frowned almost in one word. Yan Qing couldn't help but soften his heart again. He pondered for a while, thinking: This method of advancing and retreating may not be offended by both parties, so he whispered softly: "It's not impossible, but you must beat me on the chessboard."

"This..." Mr. Fu frowned and hesitated for a long time, and hesitated for a long time. He saw his elder brother alone on the chessboard in the mansion, and he was so sad that he was entertained all day long, and he laughed at him as a wood. He had nothing to do these days, and learned a little bit of fur from Yan Qing. He realized that it contained the universe and had a lot of articles. He was just starting out and was not even a match for Yan Qing. After a few days, he almost lost the game. He was originally a person who liked the excitement. After losing too much, he was even more at ease to study the essence of the square.

Besides, his idol Su Dongpo, such a smart genius, classics, history, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and all are well-versed. However, Go has never been a common man, which has become a great regret in his life. He once had a poem saying: "Winning is both happy and defeated, and he is happy." Later generations praised him for his broad mind and not to be lingered in victory or defeat. With Dongpo, the jade-like figure in front of him, every time he lost, Mr. Fu would not take it to heart. Now he suddenly contacted whether he could step out of this cage, so he had to think about it easily.

Go is the most important thing. The battle between one piece and one place must be calculated clearly and not relaxed to win. If you always have the intention of playing chess that "win is happy and loses, and you are happy" as a kind of heart, it is absolutely necessary to have fun, but it must be less time to be happy and you are happy, and there are more time to be happy. Young Master Fu scratched his ears and heads at this moment, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it. At this moment, someone caught his little tail. As an ordinary person, he probably surrendered. He was a little unruly in his bones, and with a bet that could be happy, he felt that he needed to try it. He straightened his chest, stared at Yan Qing playfully, and smiled like a ghost: "If you lose, you must fulfill your promise."

"When did I say anything, I didn't count? I just lost later. Don't be jealous of that lively place, and go back to the cabin to have a good sleep."

"Hmph, stop fighting verbal here, we will see real tricks in the chess game."

Mr. Fu seemed extremely cautious this time. He also saw that Yan Qing seemed to be willing to give in to each other. Otherwise, he would not have taken all such important positions. Mr. Fu was easy to kill. Relying on his early strength, he frequently entangled Yan Qing's solitary sons and attacked him fiercely, looking like he was capturing the dragon with a fierce attitude of capturing the rain. On the other hand, Yan Qing avoided the heavy weight and was not at all head-on, and he often abandoned his son. Mr. Fu ate three sons on the left and four sons on the right. The white pieces in his hands were accumulating more and more. He thought that he had taken advantage of all the benefits and the winner was in sight, and he was overjoyed. From time to time, he raised his eyes and stared at Yan Qing's handsome face and winked to see if the other party's face was ugly. However, Yan Qing was still as quiet as a virgin, silent, completely unaffected by the other party's provocative color, and his mind was completely on the chessboard.

In this gap, it suddenly became noisy outside. A man with a martial arts look like a man lifted the bamboo curtain and broke in. He whispered a few words in Yan Qing's ear. Mr. Fu stared at the two of them curiously. Yan Qing waved his hand, and the man bowed his body and retreated from the same way.

"What's the matter with those horsemen outside?" The two of them whispered between each other, Young Master Fu opened the bamboo window on the porthole and looked out. At some point, a group of fully armed soldiers came around. They quickly formed a line of defense around and placed the fleet where Yan Qing and others were in a safety net. Even a few more speedboats were coming and going on the river surface, driving the miscellaneous ships away, either intimidating, coercing, or exhorting them.

"This is a kind intention of the magistrate of Lingbi."

"So you can take me into the city?"

"The chess hasn't been finished yet."

"Who said we hadn't finished it? We've been sitting here for an entire hour. Let's count each other's number of chess pieces in our hands. Is it because you eat more or I eat more?"

Yan Qing muttered, "Who can't eat more pieces of Go in this Go is considered a victory." He originally intended to delay time and wanted to keep the other party. After the other party said this, he also unconsciously counted the other party's black pieces pulled out from his chessboard. Not to mention, compared with the other party, he was less than half of the other party's.

"Count the number of mesh on the board again."

When Yan Qing finished counting, her whole face turned black. Although the number of lost counts was not very ugly, judging from the current situation, she did lose. Yan Qing suddenly smelled a scent of conspiracy and said, "Are you still reasonable?"

"Railage Ziqing, it seems that you are unreasonable now. In a normal game of chess, it's almost the same time, right? If you play this game of chess for a day and a night, will I have to accompany you for a day and a night? I simply cut it off at a normal time. You can see this situation, and it seems that I really won."

Yan Qing stared at the chessboard awkwardly, and he calculated it, but he could only be an unreasonable demon king. He was about to get angry, but Young Master Fu was in a good mood and pulled his arm out. He accidentally saw two shallow dimples on the other person's face. The prodigal son Qing couldn't help but shiver. When did he be interested in "Rabbit Master"? Although he saw many famous actors and beauties in the Fengyue Place, it seemed that those women were not as good as the man in front of him. What was wrong with him? He was distracted for a while, and it seemed that only when he was with Young Master Fu was the happiest person. Once he advised the other person to talk to him in the same bed with him, but was ruthless and rejected, and he felt empty. Although he was usually frivolous and frivolous, he was much more restrained, afraid that the other person would be

I knew my past and I had broken up. I was worried about gains and losses, as if it was the moment I saw him on the boat. I don’t know when such a day would last? I thought about it for a while, and my feet were accidentally leaning forward and staggering. He came to his senses. He grabbed it randomly so that he would not show any embarrassment in front of everyone. When he stood up again, there was a pair of red horse chewing rings in his hand. His two huge nostrils were hissing and breathing heat at him, and they were still stuck on his face. Yan Qing chuckled. It turned out that he had just received the favor of the red horse in a hurry. He wiped his face randomly, patted the long horse face on the face, and chuckled, "Little beast, you are here to bully me, I am ugly."

"Railage Ziqing, catch up with me. I have paid for all your wine money this month, and I can't catch up. Hehe, you can cook every day in the future." After Mr. Fu said, he jumped to a good horse beside him, pulled up the reins, and squeezed the horse's belly hard. He went far away, and turned around and waved to Yan Qing, who was stunned.

Yan Qing had just suffered a secret loss, and now he couldn't stand the other person's verbal agitation. But when he got on the horse, he was stunned again. Where is the stirrup and the saddle? This kid just moved again, and seemed to be sure of me. Fortunately, these could not stump Yan Qing. Hebei has no shortage of good horses. Since he followed his master Lu Junyi, he traveled around the world and dealt with horses the most, and he is also closest to horses. The horse riding skills are naturally much better than ordinary people. When horses and cows run, they are prone to sweat. The cows have at least two horns in front to catch. This horse without saddles depends entirely on the strength of the calves.

The two of them rushed on the official road one after another. After reaching the crowded market, they slowed down, but the small vendors around them looked at each other. The young master Fu seemed to be very interested in everything. He either looked around or looked around. Finally, he jumped off the horse and picked up a few fresh crispy pears from the peddler, and bit them all over the mouth with the skin. He threw a handful of copper into the other party's copper plate, which made the peddler who sold the slime laugh.

Yan Kai. The vendors around him seemed to have never seen anyone buy things like this. For a moment, they surrounded him with all kinds of goods. He was so generous that he quickly gained the pursuit of all kinds of people around him. He came one by one. Even the beggars on the side put a large handful of copper in the other party's broken bowl. Some of the gadgets he had just bought turned around and gave them to a few raving boys. The whole process was smiling, as if spending money desperately became his greatest pleasure at the moment.

"Did you see the sign of "stay guest house" in front? Prodigal son-qing, I'll invite you to drink." After the crowds were all happy, Mr. Fu pointed to a place where wine was ten feet away and said.

After entering, I realized that there were not many things to order inside, basically some mutton and mutton went into the water. As for the wine, it was a few mutton. After Yan Qing took a bowl of it, he felt a fire in his throat. He shook his whole body wisely. Then he swallowed a large mouthful of mutton. Yan Qing was very excited. On the other hand, Mr. Fu, on the other hand, just sipped on the edge of the wine bowl, and the chopsticks were often stopped on the wild vegetables that could not be called out. He seemed not very interested in the smell of mutton.

Yan Qing was about to speak, but a special smell made him frown. At some point, a fishy chamber pot was placed on the next table. The unpleasant smell floated from it, which made people feel disgusted. A pair of mothers and sons dressed in tattered clothes sat opposite each other. The mother looked over forties, with gray temples and wrinkles on her face. The son opposite him frowned and looked worried, and sighed several times. The most incredible thing was that there was a bowl of fragrant mutton noodles in the middle, standing side by side with the chamber pot next to him, which seemed a bit incredible.

"Mom, after eating this bowl of noodles, I'll take you on your way."

The woman ate with tears in her eyes and whispered a lot of sweetness, and she didn't care about the room pot next to her. Just as Mr. Fu was sitting next door, she wanted to ask what was going on, but she was finally suppressed by Yan Qing and asked him to see the movement first.

The mother and son quickly wiped out the bowl of mutton noodles in front of him. The mother finally left half of the noodles and all the beef for his son. He still had a room for people to raise, and he needed to replenish his energy.

Seeing the two of them gradually disappearing from their sight, Mr. Fu finally couldn't help but find a shop to ask: "What happened just now?"

"All the poor are like this. This is their dead-end meal. After the last meal, I have a full meal. It's not a waste of time in this world."

"Then why did he carry a chamber pot?"
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