After rebelling against Yazi and finally abandoning it

According to the information he got, on the fifteenth day of each month, Fang Kun would either inspect Baixiangfang, or visit Qianjuan Bookstore not far from Baixiangfang.Anyway, the two major industries under his name are not far apart, so today they can meet by chance no matter what.

If there is no opportunity, then create an opportunity to face the difficulties.

"Brother Fang, we meet again."

Fang Kun raised his head in response, his sharp eyes paused for a moment when he saw the person coming, and quickly turned into the usual elegance: "What a coincidence."

Zhuang Bai didn't mind his momentary guard, with a careless and lazy smile on his lips, he sat down politely opposite Fang Kun: "I was in a hurry when we met last time, and I forgot to introduce myself. I'm next to Zhuang Bai. Coming back from the northwest border, he is a reckless man. He has heard the name of Baixiangfang for a long time, so today he brought his family and his family here admiringly."

Through the flower curtain, Fang Kun really saw a few women trying rouge and powder, with a slightly relaxed expression, "Brother Zhuang is a young talent, fighting on the battlefield, defending his family and defending the country, how can he say that he is a reckless man? As for this Baixiangfang, It's not the work of the next person, it's really an outsider's admiration." Fang Kun is just used to using force to decide everything, he doesn't like to use his brain, and hates talking around corners, but it doesn't mean that he can't use his brains, and he can't be around corners and flatter him.The few words on the scene now are quite pertinent.

Zhuang Bai ignored the politeness, and hit the snake with the stick: "Are you talking? I don't know if I have the honor to participate in this game?"

Fang Kun squinted his eyes, but did not express any doubts. On his own territory, he felt maximally safe: "Please."

Because Zhuang Bai was a military general, he was allowed to be the black and Fang Kun was the white.

At the beginning of a game, the two played one after another.

Although Fang Kun looked indifferent, he devoted himself to the chessboard; although Zhuang Bai was sitting upright, he was distracted, playing chess while peeking at the elegant man on the other side of the chessboard.

This person is really a combination of contradictions, Zhuang Bai sighed while playing chess.Pale, fragile, and vivacious, all kinds of enigmatic temperaments conflict in one body, coupled with this outstanding face, it is really beautiful no matter how you look at it.

Feeling the long-lost, beating heartbeat like a deer, Zhuang Bai's whole body was bursting with happiness.

Until Fang Kun made the last move, his deep voice broke his boundless imagination: "I lost, brother Zhuang is good at chess."

Only then did Zhuang Bai withdraw his gaze, his brows lightly raised.As a senior yuppie, he has a lot of insight into piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and his chess ability is far beyond the comparison of this world.It stands to reason that since he is a military commander now, he should act rather weak in chess.However, he was distracted just now, and was so fascinated by the little kiss on the other side, that if he was not careful, he blocked the life of the person on the other side.

Zhuang Bo: "..." His mistake was really unintentional, he felt that he could save it again.

"The frontier battlefield is like a chess field. This is the only chess skill I can barely play. It's really shameful to ask you to let me play a few pieces at the beginning of the game." After saying this, Zhuang Bai was overjoyed.Just because of Fang Kun's bad move, the fact that he is not the one being challenged is further confirmed.After all, his chess skills can only barely be regarded as top-notch among mortals, let alone among long-lived defenders.

At this time, he was completely unaware that there was another type of defender called a liberal arts black hole.

Fang Kun skillfully took out a pink handkerchief, spat out a mouthful of blood on it, and took the blood-enriching tea from the servant behind him to rinse his mouth coherently, and nodded: "It's playing chess that is too mediocre, which disappointed Brother Zhuang."

His bad chess skills, it's okay to fool ordinary people, but he will make a fool of himself in front of masters, he is very self-aware.

As for Zhuang Bai, the smile froze on his face.jpg.

The hematemesis is so smooth and beautiful; the tea is so elegant and elegant.but……

Question: If I date a seriously ill person, do I fulfill his dying wish or give him hope for life.

Answer: I will die with peace, thank you.

Zhuang Bo: ...My heart, it seems to be broken.

"General Zhuang's heart can beat me on the chessboard. His strength is obvious, so there is no need to be too modest." Fang Kun continued to pick up the chessboard carelessly, as if he just vomited not blood, but just breathed out, calm to the point.

Zhuang Baishi came back to his senses, sniffing the elegant and clear bamboo fragrance, still in a daze: "... Ah! Ah?"

Not long after, Zhuang Lin and the others finally finished their purchases to their satisfaction. Zhuang Bai ended the conversation absent-mindedly. When he got up to say goodbye, he swayed carelessly. .

Score at the touch of a button.

"Thank you. This hand-to-hand conversation is very pleasant, and I will leave."

Terminally ill, no solution.It's a pity that such a beauty, God is jealous of talents.

Fang Kun's eyes flickered, with a smile on his face, he folded his hands and watched the other party leave. After the figure disappeared, he walked slowly inside, took out a fine cotton towel and wiped his wrist carefully. After a while, he was out of breath: "This Broken body." The collision just now almost pushed his lungs out, and when he remembered that this crispy state would last for more than 70 years, he felt hopeless.

As for Zhuang Bai's self-consciously concealed actions just now... Fang Kun said that since he hadn't poisoned him, he must be spying on his pulse.Very well, his life, he wrote it down.

When I came, I was excited, but when I returned, I was sad.

Zhuang Bo felt that the old monk of the Great Buddha Temple's release of the lottery was about to come true.If he gave up reading this book and the lotus in the valley that attracted him, wouldn't he just let him become the white moonlight in front of his bed and the cinnabar mole in his heart?

Absolutely not!

The big deal is that if he teases gently, Qingqing's life will definitely not be missed; if his life is short, then it's better to stay with him for the rest of his life.

Zhuang Bai found a hundred thousand reasons for himself in his heart, and after making full mental preparations, he put the momentary retreat behind him and concentrated on preparing his grand plan of pursuing beauty.

In the next few days, Fang Kun successively received Zhuang Bai's detailed information from his black-clothed guards in recent years.

Three years ago, a fat man who weighed more than 200 catties was ordered to join the army, and he lost weight to the standard weight within three months...

In the past two years, all kinds of bravery and understanding are extremely high, and he has been promoted several levels in a row, but the mansion has not hired him a martial arts master...

Win more with less, decapitate General Wei Guoxiao, and win a big victory one year ahead of the trajectory of the previous life...

He studied the materials in his hand repeatedly, and finally his finger stopped on the sentence "It was night, I appeared on the top floor of Zuifang Building to participate in the competition for young prostitutes, but failed, return", and he couldn't look away for a long time.

If Zhuang Bai is the challenger, then according to his current reaction to him, he must not have discovered his identity. After all, his body that keeps coughing up blood is a strong disguise.

But now, after venting his emotions uninterruptedly for more than two years, in his heart, he no longer regards being a challenger as his main goal.What he wants to know is where the little wolf cub prince from the previous life is now.

And this is the key point that determines whether he can win the challenge this time.

"Yan Yan, do you want to kill him?" Da Lan twisted her body and slowly climbed onto Fang Kun's arm in a charming posture.

Fang Kun coughed twice, his eyes were bright and dark: "If he behaves well and tells me where the little wolf cub is, I will spare his life, tie him out, and throw him to Xiliang. One step to the main battlefield."

"Haha, that's great." Da Lan narrowed his golden vertical pupils, and said in his heart: This old man likes it, it's delicious!I can poison first and then strangle, and then poison and then strangle!It's just... It curled the tip of its tail slightly under the candlelight. With the two of them's current force value, how could they win a defender who opened the golden finger and killed General Wei alone?

Fang Kun took a cool look at it.

Da Lan: ...Mommy, this old guy didn't eavesdrop on my heart just now, did he?

"Ahaha, that Yanyan, although our black-clothed guards haven't fully trained, they can still make up for their quality with quantity. Maybe that maintainer isn't that powerful...haha."

Fans: [...There are so many slots and no mouths, a bunch of ordinary people and defenders with extreme physical strength, who will win.There is no suspense at all!Do you really think the maintainers are paperless? 】

"Pfft", I couldn't hold it back, Fang Kun, who was in a state of paper, spit out blood again.

Next, before Fang Kun could figure out how to get the little wolf cub out of Zhuang Bai's mouth, Fang Kun inexplicably fell into the vicious circle of being constantly encountered by Zhuang Bai.

After scattered value.

When Fang Kun was saying goodbye to his colleagues with a warm smile, he suddenly noticed that the people around him looked behind him unconsciously, and all of them had warm and peaceful smiles.

He looked back inexplicably, and saw Zhuang Bai trotting over on a tall horse.

Tall horses, elegant men, and heroic official uniforms of the third-rank generals form a unique and stunning picture against the background of the golden-red sunset.

As a new general, Zhuang Bai has left various legends in Kyoto since he returned to Kyoto.

Whether he encountered various challenges in the military department during his tenure as a general, and became famous in one battle because no one could do three tricks under his hands, or encountered a rain of sachets and handkerchiefs in the sky, causing street congestion, or helping Taotie Building to apply for a certificate. The fame of Taotie, the fact that he killed three tables with 48 dishes at a uniform speed with elegant etiquette, and so on, all the people in Kyoto have heard of his name even though they seldom see him.

Zhuang Bai got off the horse neatly, his handsome face was as handsome as jade, with his signature naughty smile, coupled with his sassy movements, and his straight back, under the golden sunset glow behind him, his flamboyance was particularly impactful Power, so many people see stupefied.

Compared with other colleagues with weak psychological qualities, Fang Kun, who is a severe patient of persecution paranoia, was the first to regain his senses. He calmly cupped his hands: "General Zhuang, what a coincidence."

Zhuang Bai strode forward and looked at Fang Kun with an ambiguous smile on his face, "Unfortunately, I'm here to find you."