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Chapter 474

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    Ye Qing was taken aback. Seeing that Shang Qiuyun stood firm, she was relieved, but still had lingering fears in her heart.

    If there is a carelessness, the consequences are afraid that I dare not even think about it.

    Shang Qiuyun raised his chin slightly and smiled at Ye Qing, as if to show his strength.

    Ye Qing smiled helplessly, fearful and angry.

    After entering the calligraphy room, the shopkeeper, who was drinking tea and teasing the bird, saw Ye Qing, Shang Qiuyun, and even the bird ignored, and ran over quickly to say hello with small steps.

    "Mr. Ye, Miss Shang, why are you free to come together today?"

    Chang'an said it was big or small, there are famous shops everywhere, but there are not many young ladies who are famous. The shopkeepers in this shop, no matter whether they have seen it or not, have seen the portraits.  He named him, for fear that one day he would not recognize Mount Tai and offend the distinguished guests.

    Ye Qing nodded at the shopkeeper, not interested in this kind of flattery, "Do you have any paper and pen?"

    The shopkeeper quickly responded, "There are some, all of them are of the highest quality, and the small ones are here to help you get them!"

    With that said, he walked around the back of the cabinet, took out his collection of brushes and rice paper, put them on the cabinet, and let Ye Qing choose.

    Shang Qiuyun was so drunk that he couldn't stand upright, so he half-lyed on the cabinet, playing with the brush and rice paper put on it, "beep" While the shopkeeper and Ye Qing were not paying attention, he tore up a piece of paper.  open.

    As soon as I finished tearing, I tore the second sheet with my hands. The sound of "Zi La" was very pleasant. It may be because of the high price, and it was more crisp than ordinary rice paper.

    Shang Qiuyun was so excited.

    The shopkeeper was completely dumbfounded, what kind of situation is this?  Come up to tear the paper, could it be possible to come over and smash the scene?

    It shouldn't be, the Lord came for the first time, and he committed an unreasonable crime, so why did he mess up the situation?

    Knowing the shopkeeper's confusion, Ye Qing answered, "Drunk."

    The shopkeeper was stunned for two seconds, and then realized, no wonder, as soon as he came in, he smelled a pungent smell of alcohol, and he thought, what's the matter!

    "But this" The shopkeeper glanced at Shang Qiuyun. Although he didn't feel sorry for the two pieces of rice paper, it would not be a problem to treat them as a meeting gift for the two young masters and ladies, but just wait and see.  The more I tore it, the more I tore it, the more I enjoyed it, I'm afraid I can't stop the brakes, these rice papers are the best, no matter how big the net worth is, they can't support it.

    "Ye Qing" Shang Qiuyun raised the rice paper in his hand, and slowly tore apart the strips, with a crisp voice accompanied by giggles, "I like this voice."

    Ye Qing smiled, seeing that the paper was finished, she handed over another sheet, "Tear more if you like."

    The shopkeeper standing next to him almost went dark, spit out a mouthful of old blood, and tore a little more, fearing that he would be heavily in debt tomorrow. He wanted to welcome an ancestor into the store, but unexpectedly, he really welcomed an ancestor!

    Ye Qing glanced at the pale-faced shopkeeper, and said calmly, "It will be recorded in the Ye family's account, and you can take it yourself later."

    The shopkeeper was overjoyed, his complexion looked much better in an instant, but he still needed to be superficial, "Where did the young master say this? Miss young master likes the rice paper in a small shop, it is a small blessing, how can you accept money from the young master?"  "

    Ye Qing frowned slightly, and smiled lightly, "It should be open for business. Look at the fineness of the rice paper" He lightly ran his fingers across the rice paper, "And this voice, probably from Luoyang rice paper,  Luoyang paper is expensive, a thousand pieces of gold, torn so much, I'm afraid the shopkeeper can't afford it, right?"

    The shopkeeper's heart skipped a beat, and he smiled apologetically, "Since the young master said so, the younger one has the cheek to accept it. The young lady tore these up casually, it's not enough, there are still some in the back."

    Ye Qing said "um", then shifted her gaze, looked at Shang Qiuyun's unscrupulous smile like a child, revealing hearty innocence and romance, and laughed too.

    However, he did not forget the business.

    "happy?"

    Shang Qiuyun nodded while tearing, "Happy!"

    "Then" Ye Qing hesitated for two seconds, and reminded intentionally or unintentionally, "Is this written evidence still standing?"

    "Written evidence?" Shang Qiuyun awakened the dreamer with a single word, "Li, of course you have to stand, otherwise what will you do if you go back on your word? At that time, won't there be no place to cry?"

    Ye Qing smiled, and cast a few glances at the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper reacted instantly, and quickly prepared the rice paper and ink-stained brush, and handed them to Ye Qing.

    I don't want to, but Shang Qiuyun intercepted me halfway, "I'll write it."

    The shopkeeper looked at Ye Qing and asked for advice.

    Ye Qing nodded in agreement, and Wei Wei leaned forward to peek at what was written.

    "Today, ShangyuanOn July 27th of 2011, Shang Qiuyun, the eldest daughter of the Shang family, decided to like Ye Qing, the third son of the Ye family.  Here is a written statement, and I will never regret it. If I regret something, I will be heartbroken and cry every night.  "

    After Shang Qiuyun finished writing, he read it carefully again, smiled happily, and after the ink dried, carefully folded it and handed it to Ye Qing.

    "No, this is my paperwork. You have to keep it carefully. If it is gone, I will not be responsible."

    Ye Qing smiled, put the paper in her heart, and put it away, "Okay."

    Shang Qiuyun curled his mouth and handed the brush to Ye Qing, "It's your turn."

    Ye Qing took it, thought for a moment, and wrote down:

    "Today, on July 27th of the eighth year of Shangyuan, I, the third son of the Ye family, decided to like Shang Qiuyun, the eldest lady of the Shang family. I liked it before, I like it now, and I still like it in the future. I am happy every year and worry-free every year.  I will never go back on my words, if I regret something, I will be shrouded in horse leather and die alone."

    After drying the ink, carefully sealed it, and handed it to Shang Qiuyun, "Do you want to see it?"

    Shang Qiuyun took it carefully, read it over and over again, with eyes full of joy, folded it and put it away.

    "You are now the person who wrote the document, and you must be responsible to me."

    Ye Qing smiled, "Okay. The world can learn from it. If I regret it, I will have no peace for the rest of my life."

    Shang Qiuyun raised his chin and responded, "That's what I said!"

    Ye Qing smiled.

    After collecting the written documents, Ye Qing took Shang Qiuyun away, untied the reins, Ye Qing flew on the horse first, and then reached out to Shang Qiuyun, "Come."

    Shang Qiuyun crossed his hips and had no intention of getting on the horse, "What should you call me now?"

    Ye Qing was stunned, it was the first time he was molested by someone, so generous and magnanimous, it made him a little overwhelmed.

    Looking at Shang Qiuyun's staring eyes, Ye Qing smiled and stretched out her hand, "Lady, get on the horse."

    Shang Qiuyun raised a smile and handed it over, "It's not too bad."

    When Ye Qing mentioned it, Shang Qiuyun stepped on the shelf and sat on the horseback, leaning on Ye Qing's arms, and asked without any shyness, "Husband, where are we going now?"

    Ye Qing thought for a while, then lowered her head and whispered into her ear, "Lady, let's go home."

    Shang Qiuyun's face turned red, her already cloudy face turned even redder, "Okay, listen to my husband." (Remember this site's website: www.hlnovel.com
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