Chapter 17
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"Yes
In the courtyard, Xu Qi'an stood on the eaves and threw a prism concealed weapon. He didn't aim at it seriously.
But the red stake's precision hit the heart in 20 steps.
This is not how skillful Xu Qi'an is in throwing concealed weapons, but... He is lucky.
"There is absolutely something wrong with my body..." Xu Qi'an whispered to himself.
He was very lucky. For one month in a row, he collected a total of twelve silver, equivalent to half a month's salary.
This money is enough for an ordinary family of three to live frugally for three months.
The weirdest thing is that every time I pick up a coin, it's not luck.
You don't have to ask Yuanfang, but you know it's weird.
"System dad? Come out, don't play hide and seek with me Xu Qian said tentatively.
The system ignored him.
Over the past month, he has tried countless times to wake up the system.
The truth is, there's no system at all.
What about weird luck?
I didn't expect that a non chieftain like me, who had never won the lottery for five yuan since I grew up, could one day evolve into an emperor of Europe. But the life of the European emperor is very short... Xu Qian laughs bitterly at himself.
One thing is for sure, the original owner has no amazing luck at all. If he wants to have one, his aunt will not dislike him and will give him up as an ancestor.
The whole family stopped fighting and lived on his money.
"This gift of unknown origin, inexplicably make people flustered, not steadfast..." Xu Qi'an eyes light Shen Ning, sighed: "can only take a step to see a step."
Today, Xu Qian jumped over the wall and went to the second uncle's house for breakfast.
In fact, the courtyard he lived in was originally occupied by an old housekeeper of the Xu family. It was separated from the mansion by a wall.
Later, the old housekeeper died and the courtyard was idle until Xu Qian fell out with his aunt and moved here in anger.
Every now and then, my nephew comes to me to make two cups of wine.
Now Xu Qi'an doesn't have to pay for the original owner's obsession. If he makes his own breakfast, he can't get out of bed. What a waste of money to eat out.
It's not good to listen to music in GouLan. It's mainly because you can see the ladies in Tulle skirts shaking their hips.
...
inner hall.
Wearing a dark red wide sleeve dress, the aunt saw Xu Qian come in, turned her lips and bowed her head to drink porridge.
My aunt is not the daughter of a wealthy family, but my father is a scholar. After that, he said with emotion: "if I could have made friends with this literary elder, maybe I could have saved you from prison, instead of having no way to ask for help."
My aunt was worried. She cared more about her son's future than anyone else.
A real great scholar has character. It's impossible to give money and gifts. He must give his favor to make people think that you are worth making friends with and look up to you.
Xu Pingzhi frowned, "your grandfather is just like you. He can only write articles and has no poetic talent."
The aunt was not convinced, and the pretty willow eyebrows raised: "what do you mean. Is it my father's fault? "
"It's my family's credit to be admitted to Ju Ren in the new year, because he follows me. If you look at the ring tone, it's up to you. It's not enlightening up to now. "
Xu Xinnian and Xu Lingyue are enviable for their good looks. Xu Lingyin is a little Douding. Her facial features follow her father. Therefore, she is cute and naive.
Uncle Xu was speechless.
Xu Qian refused: "Auntie, you are wrong. According to your meaning, you mean my Xu family is stupid?"
Gene is what, aunt don't understand, she sneered: "if you had read material, also won't learn martial arts."
With Xu Erlang's bad temper, he always wants to take the initiative to be py, so the status of the elder of the academy should not be low. Erlang's network is my network. My network is still my network. I have to help him. Xu Qi'an's thoughts flashed, thinking that the past life could be used as a masterpiece of farewell poems.
Although I don't intend to be a Confucianist, I don't want to be a Confucianist when it comes to reasonable use of resources in exchange for benefits.
Soon, he had an idea in his mind and locked in a poem.
Xu Qian bit hard on the meat bag: "write poetry, right? Today my aunt knows that everyone in my Xu family is talented."
What he has to consider now is whether this poem will be too good. All poems are handed down to the world. We should know that they can be written in textbooks.
PS: this chapter is nearly 3000 words, which means I'm not short.
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
"Yes
In the courtyard, Xu Qi'an stood on the eaves and threw a prism concealed weapon. He didn't aim at it seriously.
But the red stake's precision hit the heart in 20 steps.
This is not how skillful Xu Qi'an is in throwing concealed weapons, but... He is lucky.
"There is absolutely something wrong with my body..." Xu Qi'an whispered to himself.
He was very lucky. For one month in a row, he collected a total of twelve silver, equivalent to half a month's salary.
This money is enough for an ordinary family of three to live frugally for three months.
The weirdest thing is that every time I pick up a coin, it's not luck.
You don't have to ask Yuanfang, but you know it's weird.
"System dad? Come out, don't play hide and seek with me Xu Qian said tentatively.
The system ignored him.
Over the past month, he has tried countless times to wake up the system.
The truth is, there's no system at all.
What about weird luck?
I didn't expect that a non chieftain like me, who had never won the lottery for five yuan since I grew up, could one day evolve into an emperor of Europe. But the life of the European emperor is very short... Xu Qian laughs bitterly at himself.
One thing is for sure, the original owner has no amazing luck at all. If he wants to have one, his aunt will not dislike him and will give him up as an ancestor.
The whole family stopped fighting and lived on his money.
"This gift of unknown origin, inexplicably make people flustered, not steadfast..." Xu Qi'an eyes light Shen Ning, sighed: "can only take a step to see a step."
Today, Xu Qian jumped over the wall and went to the second uncle's house for breakfast.
In fact, the courtyard he lived in was originally occupied by an old housekeeper of the Xu family. It was separated from the mansion by a wall.
Later, the old housekeeper died and the courtyard was idle until Xu Qian fell out with his aunt and moved here in anger.
Every now and then, my nephew comes to me to make two cups of wine.
Now Xu Qi'an doesn't have to pay for the original owner's obsession. If he makes his own breakfast, he can't get out of bed. What a waste of money to eat out.
It's not good to listen to music in GouLan. It's mainly because you can see the ladies in Tulle skirts shaking their hips.
...
inner hall.
Wearing a dark red wide sleeve dress, the aunt saw Xu Qian come in, turned her lips and bowed her head to drink porridge.
My aunt is not the daughter of a wealthy family, but my father is a scholar. After that, he said with emotion: "if I could have made friends with this literary elder, maybe I could have saved you from prison, instead of having no way to ask for help."
My aunt was worried. She cared more about her son's future than anyone else.
A real great scholar has character. It's impossible to give money and gifts. He must give his favor to make people think that you are worth making friends with and look up to you.
Xu Pingzhi frowned, "your grandfather is just like you. He can only write articles and has no poetic talent."
The aunt was not convinced, and the pretty willow eyebrows raised: "what do you mean. Is it my father's fault? "
"It's my family's credit to be admitted to Ju Ren in the new year, because he follows me. If you look at the ring tone, it's up to you. It's not enlightening up to now. "
Xu Xinnian and Xu Lingyue are enviable for their good looks. Xu Lingyin is a little Douding. Her facial features follow her father. Therefore, she is cute and naive.
Uncle Xu was speechless.
Xu Qian refused: "Auntie, you are wrong. According to your meaning, you mean my Xu family is stupid?"
Gene is what, aunt don't understand, she sneered: "if you had read material, also won't learn martial arts."
With Xu Erlang's bad temper, he always wants to take the initiative to be py, so the status of the elder of the academy should not be low. Erlang's network is my network. My network is still my network. I have to help him. Xu Qi'an's thoughts flashed, thinking that the past life could be used as a masterpiece of farewell poems.
Although I don't intend to be a Confucianist, I don't want to be a Confucianist when it comes to reasonable use of resources in exchange for benefits.
Soon, he had an idea in his mind and locked in a poem.
Xu Qian bit hard on the meat bag: "write poetry, right? Today my aunt knows that everyone in my Xu family is talented."
What he has to consider now is whether this poem will be too good. All poems are handed down to the world. We should know that they can be written in textbooks.
PS: this chapter is nearly 3000 words, which means I'm not short.
"Yes In the courtyard, Xu Qi'an stood on the eaves and threw a prism concealed weapon. He didn't aim at it seriously. But the red stake's precision hit the heart in 20 steps. This is not how skillful Xu Qi'an is in throwing concealed weapons, but... He is lucky. "There is absolutely something wrong with my body..." Xu Qi'an whispered to himself. He was very lucky. For one month in a row, he collected a total of twelve silver, equivalent to half a month's salary. This money is enough for an ordinary family of three to live frugally for three months. The weirdest thing is that every time I pick up a coin, it's not luck. You don't have to ask Yuanfang, but you know it's weird. "System dad? Come out, don't play hide and seek with me Xu Qian said tentatively. The system ignored him. Over the past month, he has tried countless times to wake up the system. The truth is, there's no system at all. What about weird luck? I didn't expect that a non chieftain like me, who had never won the lottery for five yuan since I grew up, could one day evolve into an emperor of Europe. But the life of the European emperor is very short... Xu Qian laughs bitterly at himself. One thing is for sure, the original owner has no amazing luck at all. If he wants to have one, his aunt will not dislike him and will give him up as an ancestor. The whole family stopped fighting and lived on his money. "This gift of unknown origin, inexplicably make people flustered, not steadfast..." Xu Qi'an eyes light Shen Ning, sighed: "can only take a step to see a step." Today, Xu Qian jumped over the wall and went to the second uncle's house for breakfast. In fact, the courtyard he lived in was originally occupied by an old housekeeper of the Xu family. It was separated from the mansion by a wall. Later, the old housekeeper died and the courtyard was idle until Xu Qian fell out with his aunt and moved here in anger. Every now and then, my nephew comes to me to make two cups of wine. Now Xu Qi'an doesn't have to pay for the original owner's obsession. If he makes his own breakfast, he can't get out of bed. What a waste of money to eat out. It's not good to listen to music in GouLan. It's mainly because you can see the ladies in Tulle skirts shaking their hips. ... inner hall. Wearing a dark red wide sleeve dress, the aunt saw Xu Qian come in, turned her lips and bowed her head to drink porridge. My aunt is not the daughter of a wealthy family, but my father is a scholar. After that, he said with emotion: "if I could have made friends with this literary elder, maybe I could have saved you from prison, instead of having no way to ask for help." My aunt was worried. She cared more about her son's future than anyone else. A real great scholar has character. It's impossible to give money and gifts. He must give his favor to make people think that you are worth making friends with and look up to you. Xu Pingzhi frowned, "your grandfather is just like you. He can only write articles and has no poetic talent." The aunt was not convinced, and the pretty willow eyebrows raised: "what do you mean. Is it my father's fault? " "It's my family's credit to be admitted to Ju Ren in the new year, because he follows me. If you look at the ring tone, it's up to you. It's not enlightening up to now. " Xu Xinnian and Xu Lingyue are enviable for their good looks. Xu Lingyin is a little Douding. Her facial features follow her father. Therefore, she is cute and naive. Uncle Xu was speechless. Xu Qian refused: "Auntie, you are wrong. According to your meaning, you mean my Xu family is stupid?" Gene is what, aunt don't understand, she sneered: "if you had read material, also won't learn martial arts." With Xu Erlang's bad temper, he always wants to take the initiative to be py, so the status of the elder of the academy should not be low. Erlang's network is my network. My network is still my network. I have to help him. Xu Qi'an's thoughts flashed, thinking that the past life could be used as a masterpiece of farewell poems. Although I don't intend to be a Confucianist, I don't want to be a Confucianist when it comes to reasonable use of resources in exchange for benefits. Soon, he had an idea in his mind and locked in a poem. Xu Qian bit hard on the meat bag: "write poetry, right? Today my aunt knows that everyone in my Xu family is talented." What he has to consider now is whether this poem will be too good. All poems are handed down to the world. We should know that they can be written in textbooks. PS: this chapter is nearly 3000 words, which means I'm not short.
