The most beautiful boy in the whole Jianghu [Comprehensive martial arts]

Zhao Jueming is really an elusive person.

Sikong Zaixing had thought so before resting.

In the early morning, the mist filled the air, and it was slightly cool, and the water drawn from the well was also bone-chillingly cold.

As the king of thieves, Sikong Zhaixing is dedicated to his work. Since he is pretending to be the mistress, he gets up early to do what the mistress should do.

The location of this inn is remote, with few customers and few staff. Apart from the innkeeper, he is the only waiter in the inn.

This also means that many chores have to be done by him.

The dedicated king of stealing the king cleaned the backyard, thinking that the man in white in the front yard should also leave at this time, so he walked to the front yard with a rag, but unexpectedly saw a scene that made him stop.

In the desolate lobby, the innkeeper was waiting behind the counter, the man in white sat at the table drinking tea, and Zhao Jueming stood in front of the man in white, looking patiently waiting.

Sikong took a glance at the stars and guessed that Zhao Jueming had asked the shopkeeper about recruiting workers, but just as the man in white was in the room, the shopkeeper asked the boy to ask the man in white.

How can you not guess?Except that the real owner of the inn is someone else, the other steps are exactly the same as when he and Zhao Jueming first met.

On the third day he came to this inn, he met the man in white and learned that this person was the real owner of the inn, but Sikong Zaixing stayed in the inn for a long time, but he couldn't say a word to him.This person has a cold personality, like a snow-capped mountain that cannot be approached, Sikong Zhaixing has no interest in him, so he just respects his job and works as a junior.

The innkeeper saw Sikong Zhaixing standing in the aisle carrying a rag, and waved to him, signaling him to just wipe the counter.Sikong Zhaixing received the signal, and silently stepped forward with a rag in his hand.

Zhao Huan caught a glimpse of him from the corner of his eye, turned his head and smiled at him, then looked at the silent man in white in front of him.

The latter looked at the young man in crimson clothes in front of him with a cold expression, and finally he was willing to speak:

"Why do you want to work in this inn?"

When Zhao Huan learned that his Taiping cousin was the real owner of this inn, he was surprised for a moment, but then he thought that his cousin might not keep him to work, even if he could stay, the intersection of the two would be difficult. Not much before the meeting.

So now he looks at Cousin Taiping from the perspective of looking at his future boss, and he immediately stated the reason frankly, no matter whether the other party agrees or not, he has to try.

Cousin Taiping pondered for a moment and asked, "Are you short of money?"

Zhao Huan nodded.

Cousin Tai Ping asked again: "I just heard what you said, you said you would stay here to make plans, but what are your plans?"

"Wait for the decisive battle between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue."

Zhao Huan's answer to this question can never be separated from the decisive battle between the two swordsmen.

Cousin Taiping glanced over the Qiushuang sword on Zhao Huan's waist, and returned to Zhao Huan's face, and said leisurely: "Unfortunately, as you can see, there is no shortage of people in my inn."

This is rejection.

Sikong Zhaixing finished wiping the counter and wooden table, and was currently cleaning the table not far from the two of them. Hearing this, he almost wanted to refute the innkeeper's words loudly, but because of the character, he silently endured it.

Zhao Huan was not surprised, and accepted it calmly, saying: "It will be very good if your Excellency is willing to give me a clear response."

Cousin Taiping lowered his eyes, didn't want to say more, and said lightly: "You can go."

The system shook his head and shook his head: [Tsk tsk tsk, he also belongs to the old Zhao's family, rich and wealthy, but you still have nothing to lose.He is really handsome, you are still far behind. 】

Zhao Huan was noncommittal, "Zhao Jueming" had a breeze in his sleeves, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was not like that.

It's just that Zhao Jueming can't always get in front of the prince's people.

Zhao Huan sighed in his heart, and then thought that he used a false name when walking outside, so his cousin should also use a false name...

Gong Jiu lowered his eyes, and the young man in crimson clothes in front of him was still not leaving. He raised his eyes coldly, and was about to urge people to leave, but the other party asked curiously before he could open his mouth.

"My name is Zhao Jueming, I don't know your honorable name?"

Gong Jiu's eyebrows twitched, he had already known the name of the boy in front of him from the shopkeeper, so he was not surprised at this moment, and replied coldly: "Gong Jiu."

Sikong Zhaixing paused while holding the hand of the rag, feeling vaguely uncomfortable, but for some reason there was a wave of expectation in his heart, so he changed his angle and secretly looked at the two people on the side.

The young man in crimson clothes was startled for a moment, then his eyes burst into light, and he said cheerfully: "What a coincidence, someone also calls me Zhao Si."

Sikong Zhaixing was not surprising, and it was even somewhat complicated as expected.

Gong Jiu's reaction was very indifferent: "Yes."

The young man in crimson clothes seemed to want to say something, but seeing Gong Jiu's indifferent appearance, he didn't speak again. When he left the inn, he passed by Sikong Jiexing, smiled at him, and walked out of the alley.

Sikong Zhaixing smiled brightly, watched him go away, lowered his head and continued to wipe the wooden table.

The system muttered: 【He seems a little gloating. 】

Zhao Huan turned his head and glanced at Xiaoer who was buried in cleaning the table, tilted his head, turned around and continued walking.

He got up early, and now that he failed to find a job, he had to bring breakfast for A Fei and A Tian.

Although it was very immoral, Sikong Zaixing felt a little gloating - he had nothing to say when he was blocked by Zhao Jueming twice, seeing that Gong Jiu didn't cooperate and didn't give the scene a chance to reappear, he would inevitably feel happy in his heart.

Against the backdrop of this cheerfulness, the name of the real owner of the inn seems not to be so important.

Gong Jiu heard that it was a fake name, not to mention that Sikong Zhaixing had traveled the world for many years and had never heard of this name, so he didn't take it to heart.

The man in white in the inn drank the last cup of tea, cleared the table for Sikong Zhaixing, glanced at him, and left the inn slowly.

When Zhao Huan returned to the inn with the buns, Yu Tianbao and A Fei were sitting downstairs waiting for him.

A Fei had a stern face, and Yu Tianbao looked at Zhao Huan bitterly, with the intention of asking for help in his eyes.

Zhao Huan stretched out his hand to touch the child's face, compared to the thinner appearance when he first saw him, there was some flesh on Ah Fei's face.

He withdrew his hand and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ah Fei shook his head and said, "I got up late."

Ah Fei wanted to practice swordsmanship wholeheartedly, and set a time for himself, but he was still a child after all. He was tired all day yesterday, and when he woke up, he found that the sky was bright, so he kept a straight face.

Yu Tianbao is not good at comforting people. He used to be the role to be comforted. He could only accompany A Fei and silently stare at the lines on the wooden table. Fortunately, Zhao Huan came back in time and took over the important task of comforting the child.

It turned out that he was sulking at himself.

Zhao Huan thought about what he did when he was A Fei's age. At that time, he didn't understand anything, he only knew that his father didn't like him. In order to gain love, he studied hard and practiced hard. .

He sat down at the table and said: "You should rest when you should. If you are physically and mentally exhausted, you will not make progress in sword practice. You should sleep more at your age."

A Fei looked at the Qiushuang sword on Zhao Huan's waist, and asked: "Will you also rest?"

Zhao Huan nodded and said, "Yes."

Although A Fei is young, he is already very assertive. Hearing this, he thought for a while and said: "But I planned to get up early today, but I still got up late."

Zhao Huan smiled: "Then as punishment, eat one more bun today."

A Fei widened his eyes slightly, Yu Tianbao finally relaxed seeing Zhao Huan comforting A Fei, and said: "Little A Fei, you are too serious, come here, eat buns."

Zhao Huan watched Yu Tianbao divide the buns, and said to Ah Fei: "Since it's already late, we will get up on time next time."

A big bun was stuffed in A Fei's hand, he was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, then he nodded seriously after thinking about it.

Sikong Zhaixing stood behind the door to see the three of them having fun, looked at one big and one small, and once again sighed:

Zhao Jueming is so terrifying, he has a lot of friends and new loves.

Ah Fei is the nephew of Young Master Qian Mian, so A Tian does not know his identity...

He stared at the young man opposite Zhao Jueming who had a terrible disguise technique, a little curious.

After the three of them had breakfast, Zhao Huan went to the street to find a job, and by the way, he and Yu Tianbao A Fei went shopping in Bianjing City.

The city of Bianjing was noisy and noisy, Zhao Huan was afraid that A Fei would get lost, so he and Yu Tianbao stood by A Fei's side and walked forward holding his hand.

Passing by several inns on the road, the waiter and shopkeeper in the inn were all very busy, Zhao Huan took a look, but did not go in to inquire.

This place is too far away from the inn in the alley, it would take too much time to go back and forth.

Near noon, Zhao Huan negotiated with the shopkeeper of a restaurant to work as a waiter in the restaurant only at noon.

Before the decisive battle between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue, all the restaurants in Bianjing City could not be idle, and there were the most diners at noon, and both sides had needs, so the shopkeeper agreed very happily.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant stroked his beard, looked at Zhao Huan with a sword on his waist, and couldn't help but lament that he was also a man of the world, and when others fought and fought, this young man in front of him wanted to be a waiter.

It's really strange.

"I don't know how young heroes respect and taboo?"

The shopkeeper of the restaurant thought that the young man in front of him was from Jianghu, so his tone was still a bit polite.

Now it was almost lunch time, and the number of people in the hall gradually increased, and there was a lot of noise, chatting and scolding.

With this as the background, Zhao Huan said: "The shopkeeper doesn't have to be so polite, my name is Zhao Jueming."

The voices in the building fell silent for a moment, and the sound of a needle dropping could be heard, and everyone stared at the young man in crimson clothes standing in front of the counter with his back turned to them.

Yu Tianbao and A Fei were sitting on the sidelines waiting for Zhao Huan, one of them sat up straight and the other widened his eyes because of the sudden change.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant took in all the scene in the hall, and was stared at by everyone. Cold sweat broke out from the corner of his forehead: "Yuan, it turns out that you are the Young Hero of Judgment..."

Zhao Huan was stunned by the shopkeeper's still polite words, he looked back belatedly, and met the eyes of everyone in the hall.

"He is Zhao Jueming—!"

A voice came out from nowhere, affirming Zhao Huan's identity, and the hall erupted immediately.

"I guess this person is Zhao Jueming! Jiang Yi Xuan Jianming Huang Jiansui, who else but Zhao Jueming!"

"I heard that Zhao Jueming came to Bianjing, but I didn't expect to meet him today!"

"If I heard correctly just now, Zhao Jueming is going to be a waiter in this restaurant?"

"Is Qiushuangjian Zhao Jueming a poor ghost?"

The discussion continued, Zhao Huan stared blankly, looked at each other with Yu Tianbao and A Fei, and then turned to face the shopkeeper of the restaurant.

Zhao Huan: "..."

Restaurant shopkeeper: "..."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zhao Huan always felt that the shopkeeper of the restaurant had "Hou" written on his left face and "Regret" engraved on his right face, and his hand stroking his beard was almost trembling.

The world is so noisy, but Zhao Huan's heart is peaceful and peaceful.

The system wowed: [I haven't seen your reputation for a long time, it has skyrocketed a lot. 】

Zhao Huan thought about the "poor ghost" in his heart, and felt that it was a personal attack.

The author has something to say:

#About Zhao Jueming looking for a job#

Sikong Zhaixing: The only difference is that the owner of the inn is someone else, the other steps are exactly the same.

Wang Lianhua: (Laughing without speaking.jpg)

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!