The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

I don't know if it is because of the character's background and experience or the mission, but now she really loves money more than any modern character.

Whether you are rebelling yourself or supporting others, you need the most economic foundation.

Lu Xu finally turned his head to look at her, he was questioning her.

"Why does a stunning and brilliant woman like you have to like money? You are not short of money."

Zhao Qingyi said: "I can support myself, and I don't receive any money, but I also like men holding money to me."

"So... what's the difference between this and a daughter buying a laugh?"

"The man who wants to empty the glove white wolf loves to say that. To this kind of man, it is better to go to the daughter to laugh. Marrying this kind of man, you lose money and beauty, but after the **** fades, he will realize that you are not at all. His true love, his true love is an eighteen-year-old girl who is one round of him. If a daughter sells a joke, there will be gold after she fades. After the gold owner is gone, he will be the gold owner to buy the little boy’s laugh. Someone is holding money in the first half of his life. In the second half of your life, if you have money to buy a little white-faced smile, isn't it much cooler than the kind of sour scholar who cheats his youth and money and then looks at him for newcomers?"

"Are you still afraid that I have two hearts?"

"That's not true. I just want to change your outlook on love."

Lu Xu looked up at the beams of the room and took a deep breath. Why are the peerless confidantes in reality different from those written in the book? They are actually different from the legendary vulgar fans?

"If you don't have your skills and your notion, others will not give you money if they have money. Among ordinary people, if there is no emotional foundation, who will give money to others? And it is not so beautiful to sell laughter."

"Because I understand the helplessness and pain of being an ordinary person, I want to become stronger and dominate my own destiny. It doesn't matter whether you sell a smile or count on a man, you can hardly have a good ending. You want to please me, but the process is not right."

Lu Xu said coldly, "Who has pleased you?"

"Really? Don't writing love poems and paintings to please me please?"

"..."

"The style of poetry and painting is too high, and the economic foundation is not firmly established. I can't reach that style."

Lu Xu turned around and went to the entire bookshelf.

Zhao Qingyi held his hand, held his cheek, and sighed, "It's so boring."

Lu Xu said, "I feel bored when I see me. Who is forcing you to come, isn't it just trying to find his shadow from me?"

Zhao Qingyi thought to himself: mortals have a mortal heart, this awkward character is really unpleasant, no matter what the reincarnation of a great **** is.

Zhao Qingyi sighed: "I mean since I'm bored, find something to do, so why don't you come over and let me kiss you."

Lu Xu froze all over.

"You have the same dignity as a fierce woman and the morality of the teaching director, I'm afraid it won't work."

"..." His consciousness is still believing.

Zhao Qingyi changed her hand to rest her cheek, and while thinking about it, she murmured: "In your thoughts, I have to look up to your correct thoughts, noble background, and talented people. This is the joy of love. ..."

"You misunderstood." He finally turned around.

"Isn't it?"

"You were born different from others. You are only in the next level, and you are so incompetent. How can you dare to look up to you."

He sat back elegantly in front of the case, opened a "Six Ren Lessons", sitting like a clock, without squinting.

"This is another sour scholar's taste."

Lu Xu threw the book away and said, "I can't do anything well, and I'm not as good as a human being. If that's the case, why should you force yourself?"

Zhao Qingyi said: "Why are you so negative?"

Lu Xu said, "All you gave me are negative."

"Don't you also say that I am wrong, so does that make you have an opinion? But I don't think you are wrong when you say it is wrong."

"This just shows that you don't care what I think, and I care too much about your thoughts. I don't understand how to let go of my dignity."

"This is a false proposition. The starting point for doing something to like someone must be that you want to get it, and you want to get married, not for the benefit of the other party. Then how can it be counted as'letting go of all dignity for the other party'?" If he is not the one she wants, because of the so-called'let down all dignity for her', does she have to force herself? Then all the wicked, lustful, ignorant, ethical, and unbelief lazy men, ugly, ugly, and ugly men will come. Creeping under my feet, claiming that I lay down all dignity, I am inexplicably below morally, I have to give them back. I have to accept them, take my silver to support them, and share my status with them, I You have to open a harem like this...it’s better to hang your noodles. Will you have so many complaints when you lay down your dignity for yourself?"

Lu Xu couldn't help being speechless. He had been competing with "him" in his heart, and because of her talent and identity, he was more respectful in love, and he was unconsciously passive. If the other party does not take the initiative, he becomes flustered and goes to compete with "him" again, and then feels that he is completely defeated, resulting in endless frustration and disappointment.

Zhao Qingyi said: "Obviously I am by your side, isn't your goal to be with me? You don't work hard at all, why are you unhappy?"

Lu Xu looked down at her face, she smiled sweetly, tilted her head to rest on his shoulder, he straightened his back violently, lest he might fall down if he didn't work harder.

"I have no resentment either, but if you don't like it, I don't know what to do."

"I like men to make as much money as I do, but I really don't, and I don't force it. The only thing is, if a man doesn't make money, don't talk about the spiritual level of women who don't understand him, because such couples usually don't end well. I don't want our relationship in any life to have such a big flaw."

"...I'm not someone who doesn't make money." When Lu Xu heard the word "husband and wife", he couldn't help feeling a bit of joy in his heart, and couldn't take care of his original awkwardness.

“I like men when I’m tired from work, they prepare wine and good food for me, and then eat them first. I like men who have fleshy and thin clothes. I like men who have eight pack abs. It doesn’t matter if the waist is thinner. , But don’t be thinner than me."

Lu Xu's face was flushed, and the fragrance of her body lingered in his nose, as if the attachment that had lasted for thousands of years was calling him, and suddenly he hugged her.

Zhao Qingyi did not expect that a "teaching director" like him would suddenly do this. He still hugged tightly, feeling his strong emotions from his trembling.

Zhao Qingyi was stunned for a moment, then gently hugged him back, and said, "Let's not make trouble now, there is no such aggrieved person, be good."

She patted him on the back before he relaxed a little. Her gentle and indulgence made him desperate and suddenly bowed his head and kissed her.

She said she would kiss him, but she never waited.

He grabbed the soft lips, and sucked it, like a traveler in the red-hot desert sucking the water.

After a long while, he left his lips. At this time, the iron-like woman was finally as gentle as an ordinary woman, looking at him like beautiful stars.

His face flushed, his eyes met her a little awkwardly, and he sat up stiffly without speaking.

"You like this……"

"..."

"Ah, I see, hehe...hehe..."

A mortal in the style of a dean is more boring than the deity, but the mortal prefers to wear red.

"Do you feel less insulted now?"

Lu Xu was also surprised. The feelings of depression and insults that had gone before have disappeared seven to eighty percent. The reputation of morality and ethics of the guardians of the land since childhood is too light in his mind.

Zhao Qingyi was secretly funny, with his forehead resting on his shoulders, his character was awkward, and his body hugged her honestly.

Zhao Qingyi took the opportunity to look at the mark on his chest, and just glanced at it. He stroked her cheek and looked at her deeply.

"You just rely on me to like you."

"Then don't be awkward anymore, okay?"

Lu Xu turned his head away, Zhao Qingyi smiled and said, "No woman likes sour scholars. Our girls don't like it."

"When did I become a sour scholar?"

"Your preference for poetry and painting, the thick family rules in your family, your family has passed through the generations..."

"You just don't like me because of those?"

"I also have a dream of a girl. If I don't understand anything and don't have those responsibilities, and I can live without doing those things, I will marry a handsome man with strong martial arts and indulge in the landscape with him. Your family's style of painting does not match. "

"Don't you like rich people? Rich people are like ours, not people who indulge in mountains and rivers!"

"How can you indulge in the mountains and rivers without money, you will starve to death on the road!"

"If you don't know anything, only I can afford you! Don't insist on a person who has contradictory benefits together!"

Zhao Qingyi couldn't say anything unexpectedly, because what he said turned out to be the truth.

Seeing her expression, Lu Xu finally got a little smug, and said, "So, what is Vanity doing? It turned out to be contradictory."

Zhao Qingyi said: "This is not about vanity. Independent women also prefer rich men. Because in this society, being rich means giving offspring a sufficient chance of surviving. This is the continuation of the biological instinct. Forcing women to be all alone. Men who like laziness and incompetence and moneyless but bad-tempered men are essentially anti-human continuation instincts."

"So, you have to look at what kind of wealthy people in the world are. After you look at it, you will understand that you should not hate the Lu family."

Zhao Qingyi pouted and said, "Then I will make money by myself."

Lu Xu said, "So, you have become a family like the Lu family. Whether it is the Penglai school or the workshops, companies, shops, and villagers under your hands, which one is unruly?"

Zhao Qingyi pursed her mouth, Lu Xu scratched her nose, Zhao Qingyi waved his hand away, but he caught it.

He approached her and said, "I promise you that you don't want to be controlled by the Lu family, then I won't let you be wronged."

Zhao Qingyi couldn't help but flushed with his breath pointing to her cheeks.

Lu Xu smiled slightly and said, "You have to think about the benefits. If I hadn't been more disciplined, I would have hugged each other like Huo Tianfang."

Zhao Qingyi raised his eyes and said, "What are you doing, Brother Heihuo?"

Lu Xu's careful thoughts were revealed without embarrassment, and he smiled and hugged her. That kiss drove away his bad mood about gains and losses, and he unknowingly became radiant, as if he was in a real relationship and knew how to coax a woman.

An hour later, Zhao Qingyi walked out of his courtyard, adjusted his dress and hairstyle, and secretly said: He left the rules of the family princes who had studied since childhood and hugged her to spread the commotion, and people were much more normal.

This is similar to the current "Since I got mental illness, my spirit is much better".

Zhao Qingyi is practising magical skills, and no matter how pure heart is, he is not an eunuch. He has a love string, and for the pursuit of martial arts in this life, he should go back and sit. It's not like she has completed the "Xuanyuan Nine Sun Gong" work to perfection, and then only gets deeper and deeper. She hasn't practiced Consummation yet, and it's not good for her to be easily lustful.

...

In the blink of an eye, it was the Qingming sacrifice, the Penglai school disciples on the island came out, and even the real Ziyang attended. The ancestor of the Penglai Chuangpai Patriarch Daohao Chongxu, and later disciples, if they became a monk, they would be ranked according to "red orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple", so the real person in Ziyang was the eighth generation, and it happened to be ranked purple.

I heard that this was Chongxu Dingyi, Zhao Qingyi was speechless. Zhu Yuanzhang made contributions to the periodic table of the elements. He was a peasant and had extraordinary attainments in Chongxu's metaphysics.

In Zhao Qingyi's generation, the colors were used up. Before Zhao Qingyi entered Penglai, all the disciples did not have a serious table number or Taoist name because there was no chronological score.

Before the sacrifice last year, Zhenren Ziyang also said: "Could it be that when the Patriarch is passed to you, you are a talent no less than that of the Patriarch. You will be left with the right to continue the history of martial arts and establish a new generation of characters."

Zhao Qingyi believed this old Taoist priest without saying something nice, and then the matter took over.

So Zhao Qingyi refused and said: "I'm too lazy to rank among generations, and I don't want to be a monk, so I don't need a surname."

True person Ziyang said: "You are the head of my Penglai school at any rate, and you are a girl. Outsiders call you'Zhao Jing'. Although this is not your real name, but outsiders don't know it, it is always inappropriate. So you are not a female Taoist priest. You have to get a number too."

Names are also called aliases and table numbers, which are different from names and characters. Names and characters are called by people close to relatives and friends, while names are a good name or self-proclaimed. Outsiders call it by name instead of calling it directly. Is more respectful.

Zhao Qingyi was too lazy to decide on the number, or the real Ziyang said that her head was groundbreaking and revised the original Xuanyuan Gong. Xuanyuan Jiuyang Gong is a peerless internal skill, which can be regarded as the martial art of this school. Therefore, the rank of her number is based on the word "Xuan".

Xuan is also a color, and it is the most precious color, it can be seen that Zhenren Ziyang really feels that she is a genius that is no less than the ancestor.

After Zhao Qingyi thought about her refusal, if real Ziyang said: "You will be called'fan' generation in your generation", she has to buy a piece of Bean Mansion and hit her to death.

So she had the title of "Xuanjing Sanren". Sanren is not necessarily a monk. Many ancients called Sanren.

Zhao Qingyi felt that there was nothing special about it, just that he didn't bother to think about it, so he just took the number casually.

True person Ziyang was very satisfied, and said, "Good apprentice, your life is good, and your name is much better than that of the poor. Master wanted to pass on me the position of head, and I also officially became a monk, and Master gave the Taoist name. We are the Zizi generation. He hoped that I could cultivate the pure Yang merit before giving this title. Pang Dao always looked at Junior Brother’s title and felt comforted in his heart."

Zhao Qingyi said: "Why is this?"

Zhen Ziyang said: "Because he is not as good as the poor Dao."

Zhao Qingyi: "..."

However, it is said that after the two seniors, Ziyang and Zijing, entered the hall dedicated to the heads of the past and the famous sect, after half a stick of incense, Zhao Qingyi personally led the disciples of this generation to enter the hall.

After bowing to the memorial tablet Yili, he bowed to the sacrificial text, read it by Yu Hong, and then went out of the hall after another prayer.

After the death of the Daoist monk, all the ashes were scattered into the sea, so there was no tomb to sweep.

A few days later, a sword test was held. For example, more than 20 disciples such as Yang Jianfeng, Yu Hong, and Jiang Suxi had disciples before Zhao Qingyi, and the latest Zhao Jinxiu also accepted disciples two years ago.

The disciples of this younger generation had been compared by their respective masters before. At this time, their slightly satisfied disciples were sent to compete in front of the master, the head, and the same sect. After the juniors were tested, it was Zhao Qingyi's generation that competed in the same subjects, and the two seniors would do justice.

Sword test can be said to be "sword test", but it is divided into four major items: internal strength test, light skill, fist and foot, and swordsmanship.

When the juniors played, most of them were older than Zhao Qingyi. Now many people have been assigned to important positions by Zhao Qingyi, leading everyone to make a fortune, but the Penglai school is a martial arts school, and the brothers and sisters of the teachers do not want to lag behind. Everyone always has a beloved disciple who focuses on training.

Zhao Qingyi really found a few disciples with better talents, and he did not hesitate to encourage him. In the competition of Zhao Qingyi's own generation, it was Lu Xu, Yang Jianfeng, and Zhang Guang, the big disciple of the real Zi Jing, who won. In fact, Lu Xu is the only person who has cultivated the exercises to perfection. Those people are not his opponents. He doesn't want to show the limelight by himself, and he doesn't want to be underestimated, so he wins in internal strength and light work.