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Chapter 32 How Strong is Curly Hair

After Yun Wei came out from the yamen of the Ministry of Justice, she completely stayed away from Prince Jing, found a secluded corner where no one was around, squatted in front of Curly Hair, and gestured a dog-training gesture.

Curly immediately squatted down, raised the dog's head, and opened the dog's mouth slightly.

"Sure enough, is it a dog's habit?"

"Wang."

The curly hair poked out its front paws to cover the dog's eyes, and Yun Wei asked again: "Are you still ashamed? You dare to fight against the third master, no, fifth-grade masters, you are better than me as a human being."

"Wang."

Hearing this, Curly put down his paws and became proud again, flicking his little tail back and forth.

That is, Tan Ye is not as good as a dog.

It's okay for a dog to hit the seventh and eighth rank, and maybe it can become a god dog in the future, even better than the ninth rank!

After Yunwei knows how powerful it is, it's time to please it. Tonight it wants two pots of meat, one pot to eat and one pot to pour. It wants to live a prosperous life.

No, it wants to eat raw seafood. Who said dogs can only eat meat and bones?
Yunwei couldn't understand its cry, but could feel Curly's pride, and immediately asked, "Are you afraid of Prince Jing?"

The rich life in Curly's fantasy was shattered, and the tail stopped shaking. At this time, the dog hair all over its body was more curly than before.

Fluffy and huddled, cute and pitiful.

"It's no use being cute to me, you're just afraid of His Highness Prince Jing."

Yun Wei rubbed the poodle's head, and said inexplicably: "But why? I heard from San Shao that King Jing's martial arts foundation has been abolished, and he can only be at the first rank for a lifetime.

"He doesn't have too much power in the court, and he has no chance to be the crown prince in terms of his long-term and his successor. Apart from his face, what does he have that makes you afraid?"

"Woooooo."

The curly-haired paws scratched the ground again and again, the paw prints were messy, not to mention that the idiot Yunwei couldn't understand it, it didn't even understand it.

Is the dog's brain capacity so low? !

It is not said that dogs are the smartest and most loyal friends of man.

"Forget it, I'm just asking casually."

Yunwei quickly hugged Curly in her arms, and gently stroked its back, afraid to ask any more questions, Curly's head exploded.

With a special dog to accompany her, Yunwei feels that she can live on.

"In the future, I will also stay away from Prince Jing. People who cannot see through are the most terrifying people. Prince Jing's face is really a test of human nature.

But martial arts masters can't be the enemy of ten thousand people, instead they will be driven by the emperor q, otherwise sitting on the throne is not... Mu Aotian, whose name is Beixuan, and whose name is Qiye master. "

Listen to the emperor's name, how full of the domineering arrogance of the day and day air.

"Wang Wang Wang."

Curly bared his teeth, looking anxious.

Even if Yunwei understands, she still has to pretend not to understand.Curly didn't get a response, and curled up in Yunwei's arms angrily, her tail drooping weakly.

After Yunwei left, the person lying on the roof jumped down, his young and handsome face was full of energy, "Stay away from the prince? You are dreaming!"

He raised the corners of his lips and followed Yun Wei from a distance, unhurriedly.

That dog looks very powerful, he is a sixth grade, enough to hide it from that dog.

He must pay close attention to the girl who can make Prince Jing make an exception.

Moreover, he absolutely did not want to leave the capital for business. Anyway, Cheng Feng had another identity, and Prince Jing was his master, so he would not force him too much.

When she was in the yamen of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, Yunwei looked at the homicide case Wei Yuanbo was involved in, and she had already found a few loopholes in the file, no, it should be said to be suspicious.

To testify her guess, Yunwei made a special trip to Yizhuang, the capital city.

Girls seldom appear in the yamen of the Ministry of Punishment, and her appearance in Yizhuang scares Yizhuang's supervisor as if he saw a ghost during the day.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the steward, Yunwei is a female ghost.

Otherwise, no matter how ugly a girl is, she would not come to Yizhuang, and Yun Wei used money to personally check on the woman who died on Wei Yuanbo's bed.

When Yunwei smiled and thanked him for giving her convenience, the steward stepped back several steps, involuntarily touching the back of his head with his hands, always feeling the wind blowing from the back of his head.

"Curly hair, do you think I have the qualifications to become a martial arts master? Not to mention high-grade, as long as the third grade is enough."

Who hasn't dreamed of being a heroine in Jianghu? It's more refreshing to use a sword to deal with enemies than to use spices.

The curly hair arched into Yunwei's arms, wash up and sleep, there is everything in the dream.

Anyone can really become a master of martial arts? !

"I always feel that curly you are taking advantage of me? You despise me!"

Yunwei twisted Curly's drooping ears, "I don't care about a dog, if a man gets into my arms, believe it or not, I can make him hard for the rest of his life."

"..."

The poodle is not moving anymore, no wonder the gods don't let her enter the martial arts, this gives her another unfathomable kung fu, is there still a way for men to survive?

The curly-haired dog lay its head on Yunwei's shoulder, squinting its dog's eyes and looking back. Cheng Feng, who was among the pedestrians, touched the back of his head and looked around. Is he being targeted?
Or he was also intimidated by Yunwei's visit to the female corpse.

The poodle's nose moved, hum, stupid and arrogant human, turned the dog's head away from looking at Cheng Feng, the owner of the four-character banner of Fenglin Huanhan, hey, it's really holding Mu Yang back.

Yun Wei walked into the house, and found a group of scholars in long gowns gathered at the gate of Yunmo Mansion, and the rich people directly set up soft seats under the tree, or leaned on, or half-lyed, leisurely.

There are pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the desk, or wine bottles, or pastries and stewed meat.

A little further away are the vendors pushing their carts. Judging from the smiles on the faces of the vendors, their business is very good and they have made a lot of money.

Yunmo's neighbors are used to holding melon seeds, watching the excitement at the gate, or commenting on which scholar is more handsome.

"Girl, you are back."

Chu Xiao squeezed out from the crowd, excited and somewhat apprehensive, trotted to Yun Wei:

"I heard that this is the most common bustle in Wanping County. Only those who knocked on Yunzhongjun's door with articles and poems have so many scholars rush over, waiting for the news that Yunzhongjun is chatting with guests, and waiting for Yunzhongjun's response to beginner scholars. Evaluation.

"That's right, if Mr. Yunzhong enjoys the conversation and appreciates his talent, he will definitely take out his past paintings and calligraphy and give them to the scholars at the door, so as to join in the grand event.

"His paintings and calligraphy are hard to come by, and they can be regarded as family heirlooms."

Yunwei said indifferently, she was happy to talk and gave her calligraphy and painting to the lively people, no wonder there are so many scholars at the door.

Yunmo is doing marketing to improve his reputation, anyway, Yunmo is not short of money, so he doesn't need to support his family by selling calligraphy and painting.

Looking at the group of scholars waiting excitedly, Yun Wei thought, a group of ignorant leeks.

What Yun Mo harvested was not money, but fame.

Ever since Yunmo expressed his heart to Jiang, most of Yunwei's bookshelves are Yun Zhongjun's calligraphy copybooks.

She didn't want to watch it anymore, and she had to practice calligraphy according to Yun Mo's request.

Yun Mo has a high enthusiasm for teaching Yun Wei's piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and met his savior in his teaching career.

(End of this chapter)