Pension Strategy

"Rules? Lord Guoshi has been asleep for too long, I don't know yet. Now there is no Ming Xuan Dynasty. The old and rotten rules in the Guoshifu have long ceased to exist."

Feng Xiang stepped over the threshold and walked in, obviously grinning, but the shadow made his face gloomy.

It seemed that he was still afraid, or he didn't inquire about the truth. After taking two steps, he didn't dare to get closer, and kept a safe distance that could be dealt with in time.

"Really?" Ning Qiu stood up with a cane and turned to face Feng Xiang, "It seems that after a thousand years, not only your appearance has changed, but even the humility of your knees has been forgotten. already."

The black cat stood beside her, showing sharp fangs, pressing down, tail up, doing an offensive state.

Feng Xiang smiled grimly, looking crazy.

After laughing wildly, he put his hands behind his back, looked at Ning Qiu's face, and sneered coldly, "But who would have thought that in the past, the beauty of the city, the National Normal University who turned his hands over the clouds Man, now he has turned into a man with white hair on the temples, a weak old man who is dying. I don't know if Ming Xuan Huang will admire you when he wakes up and sees it."

The knees have been on the ground for too long, and now he can finally raise his eyebrows, how unhappy he is!

"Meow!" The black cat's whole body was fried, and the voice was sharp.

The green eyes flashed with murderous intent, Feng Xiang, can’t stay!

If it hadn't been self-recommended, and Lu Lian had repeatedly assured her in front of her, otherwise Feng Xiang would not have been arranged as one of the tomb guards.

Unexpectedly, the heart of a rebel has been raised!

"You're right, I'm old, and this is not the Ming Xuan Dynasty a thousand years ago." Ning Qiu wasn't angry, she still smiled lightly, with a gentle aura all over her body.

"But the servility of a servant has long been engraved in his bones. No matter how you cover it up, it can't be washed away."

He glared angrily and roared angrily, "You're just showing off your tongue! I know you're delaying time, waiting for your maid to come back, but unfortunately I won't give you this chance!"

The sound is higher than the sound, as if to give himself confidence.

In the end, he retreated to the door, his eyes were red, and a sharp short dagger appeared in his hand, stabbing towards Ning Qiu.

The wind was blowing head on, Ning Qiu didn't move, his eyes fixed on Feng Xiang.

This calmness, as in the past, the subjects could only crawl on the ground, and even raising their eyes to look at the demeanor of the national teacher was a crime, and it even angered Feng Xiang and burned his senses.

"Meow!" The black cat screamed.

It was about to move when Feng Xiang suddenly froze, his hand was in the air, the tip of the dagger was only a tiny distance away from Ning Qiu's forehead, but it couldn't fall no matter what. It seemed that there was an invisible force that could not hold him back.

Ning Qiu's brows were calm, and he spit out two words, "Kneel down."

Then with a snap, Feng Xiang bent his knees and knelt straight in front of Ning Qiu, with a faint crack on the floor.

The dagger fell to the side with a clanging sound, and his hands were weak. He raised his head in a daze, and looked at Ning Qiu, Ning Qiu's eyes were very calm, but it made him terrified.

Some reverence was already engraved in his bones, he didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit it.

Even after a thousand years, this person's eyes are still unsightly.

The aura that looks down on the world may be beyond the reach of Ming Xuanhuang

Ning Qiu looked down at him and said lightly, "You should be lucky, now I don't want to do anything to you."

Feng Xiang heard the meaning of the words, and it was not worth her action!

Feng Xiang was not reconciled, but he didn't even have the strength to pick up the dagger.

It looks like he is running out of fuel, but he can be subdued.

"Your life can only end in Xiao Fan's hands." Ning Qiu said playfully, "Of course, in the fight three days later, if you can fight back against him, you want I will give it to you as well.”

Feng Xiang was very unwilling to be arranged like this, but his eyes flashed with hope, "What you said...but it's true."

He was picked up and raised by the National Teacher's House since he was a child, and he has been educated to become a talent. Compared with being an ordinary disciple of the National Teacher's House who can bully others, he has high eyes and wants to climb up even more Climb to the position of the national teacher!

This is his obsession, an obsession that will be completed after burning for thousands of years!

Ning Qiu smiled, "Naturally, as long as you can."

Feng Xiang understood that Ning Qiu kept him just to give Xiao Fan a chance to exercise.

But in the Colosseum, it is also very common for the prey to kill the hunter.

After thinking for a while, Feng Xiangjing stared at Ning Qiu, "If I kill him, I want you to personally give me the command of the head, and then admit that I am the heir of the National Teacher's House. ."

He didn't believe that Xiao Fan could kill him, so this opportunity was at his fingertips.

Rather than robbing him of his position in the name of a thief, he prefers to be justifiable. He is the heir of the National Teacher's Mansion!

Ning Qiu nodded slightly, "Yes."

Seems to be afraid of Ning Qiu going back on it, Feng Xiangying quickly said, "Okay! I hope you will keep your promise at that time!"

Ning Qiu waved his hand, signaling him to step back.

Only then did Feng Xiang realize that the power to suppress him had disappeared, he picked up the dagger, turned around and left.

Stepping out of the threshold, he looked back at Ning Qiu deeply, and then continued to go out, and the figure immediately disappeared into the yard.

"Senior, you gave this condition to push Xiao Fan into the fire pit." The black cat turned around in a hurry, it seemed like Feng Xiang thought, Xiao Fan was still young , the strength is too weak, to fight Feng Xiang is to hit the stone with the egg.

It doesn't quite understand what its predecessors did now.

She was talking, and she went to the refrigerator with a sticky note on it: Aunt, if you are hungry, I have already prepared lunch and put it in a pot to keep warm, you want to eat it, hot Once it's hot it's fine.

Ning Qiu smiled, what a fool.

The power will only explode and die."

"Don't worry, everything will be fine." Ning Qiu took off the post-it note, instead of looking at the contents of the pot, she took out the pudding to eat.

"But..."

"There is nothing wrong." Ning Qiu interrupted the black cat, placed a pudding in front of it, and smiled, "Xiaofan's cooking skills are still very good, you can eat See how it goes."

"..." The black cat thought for a while, then lay down and enjoyed it slowly.

The cooking skills are really good. The food in modern society is much richer than the Ming Xuan Dynasty, and the taste is also very delicious.

Seeing that Ning Qiu was about to eat the third pudding, the black cat immediately said anxiously, "Senior, you can't eat too many sweets."

Although it doesn't quite understand what the doctor said about high blood pressure here, but controlling sweets is good for the body, I still remember it.

"This is not good, and that is not good. It's boring." Ning Qiu didn't care, but he didn't continue to eat.

The taste buds have been satisfied, and the original intention of wanting to taste will be lost.

…

He sat on the ground bored in a daze, thinking to himself, I don't know if my aunt found out that he was kidnapped, and I was a little hungry.

When I was thinking about it, the door was suddenly opened. The first person to walk in was naturally Feng Jinding, and then he respectfully introduced the person behind him.

Xiao Fan was able to see the appearance of the person who came in by the moonlight shining through the door.

And inexplicably familiar... When he saw Liu Baike walking in from behind and standing next to him, Xiao Fan suddenly realized that the feeling of deja vu was on Liu Baike, but his eyes were very similar .

The man walked up to Xiao Fan and looked at it carefully for a while, "You are Xiao Fan."

Xiao Fan glanced at him, and said, "I can't change my name, I can't change my surname. Xiao Fan is me, why, do you want to be my little brother?"

He squinted at Feng Xiang, looked up and down like he was going to the vegetable market to see pork belly, hehe said with disgust, "With your small body, you can pass through the intestines with one punch, even if you kneel. If you come down and ask, you are not qualified to be my little brother, so don’t worry about it.”

Just after taking a step, Feng Xiang looked back from the corner of his eye and scolded coldly, "Go back, both of you go out."

Feng Jinding replied yes, and quickly exited the door with Liu Baike, but when he turned around, his eyes flashed thoughtfully.

Seeing that Xiao Fan speaks like a sharp sword that hurts people when unsheathed, Feng Xiang squinted, "As expected, the rumor is true, he is a sharp-spoken descendant, but he is consistent with the Xiao family The calm and steady temperament is not the same."

If it weren't for the descendants of the Xiao family, he wouldn't mind taking it for his own use.

The body fell backwards, Xiao Fan put his hands behind his head, crossed Erlang's legs, leisurely and happy posture, not like being under house arrest at all.

"Speak up if you have something to say, and let go of your fart. These two men were alone in a room in the middle of the night. It was rumored that they were good at Longyang. The ugly old man started to destroy my reputation."

Now it is basically certain that this person controls Liu Baike, and knows that he has the master of the tomb in his hands.