Chapter 88： Arabic numerals

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Chapter 88 Arabic Numbers

Watching Qian Shangshu compliment himself so unwillingly, Mu Yexiao called a whole body to relax, and glanced at the people of Qianjia: "Forget it, your family feels like discussing it."

"After all, the case will be heard tomorrow. Whether you can go out tomorrow depends on what you say. It will affect the elders in jail, but it is disrespectful, oh ..."

The voice, the tone, almost spit blood from Qian Shangshu, but for Mu Yexiao, he really didn't know what to do, even didn't even know what to say.

Looking at the housekeeper: "You come in, why don't you take some food?"

The guilt of the steward's face: "Sorry, sir, the old slave brought it, but the outside guard said that the food quilt or something could not be brought in."

The Qian Shang book almost turned into a myocardial infarction! Needless to say, this is what Mu Yexiao means, just to make them suffer. A sigh: "Forget it, you go back first, it's no wonder you are."

The housekeeper also knew that when he sent the letter in, he had already completed his task. He could not stay in the line for a long time, and left directly.

With a sigh, Qian Shangshu couldn't see the sun in the prison, and didn't know what time it was now. It felt like the days were right.

Looking at this and then looking at that, they found out that the Qian family were staring at them with resentment, but the old lady did not say anything, but just crouched motionlessly there.

Qian Shangshu found that something was wrong, and dragged his painful **** directly: "Mother, are you okay?"

Mrs. Qian's voice was relatively weak at this time, and she shook her head: "My son, I'm fine, just a little dizzy."

When I heard that I was dizzy, Qian Shangshu was startled, and he didn't care about etiquette. He reached out and touched Mrs. Qian's forehead, only to know that it was broken and hot.

"Mother, mother, are you okay?"

The voices here were very loud. Both Mu Yexiao and Qiang Jiu heard it. They couldn't help but look towards Qian Shangshu, and Mu Yexiao frowned: "Senior sinner, what's wrong with you?"

This title made Qian Shangshu almost out of breath, but this time is not a joke, if the old lady is finished, he must be worried at this time.

Maybe, his position will be directly replaced, and he will be reinstated at that time, but I do n’t know if it is the year of the monkey. And although there is a daughter who is a princess, it is ninety-nine.

But Qian Shangshu dared to promise that if Qian Shangshu fell into trouble with his daughter Jiu Jiu 99, he would definitely come to the downhole instead of snow to send charcoal.

And Qian Yuge's words will only really spend his life in the temple. When thinking of this, Qian Shangshu was a little flustered, looking at Jiu Jiu Jiu: "99."

"Ninety-nine, listen to your father, this is your grandmother anyway, you save her."

Jiujiu blinked his eyes narrowly: "Father, daughter is also saved, but now the daughter is locked in this prison, and she is powerless. There is no medicine on her daughter."

"What's more, even if her daughter has medicine, this cell is not suitable for the sick to heal."

Qian Shangshu understands this. If he doesn't make a choice, I'm afraid that Mrs. Qian will really have to die in the cell, and sighed, "Prince."

"The sinner begged you, your grandmother, right? In tomorrow's trial, the sinner knows, please look at your grandmother's sake and save your grandmother."

There were some surprises: "Master Wang, now that my father has said, then you see, my grandmother is also a handful of age, or should we give a quilt to my grandmother?"

Mu Yexiao also had a pretense of thinking: "Okay, then give your grandmother a quilt. When Hong Ling comes to dinner, let her come here to bring Yangshengtang's typhoid pills. One. "

Qian Jiujiu was happy this time, and laughed out: "Thank you Grandpa."

After talking about 1999, he went directly to a quilt, and gave Qian Shangshu, who wrapped the old lady with a quilt, so that he passed quickly in the afternoon.

Hong Ling also came to deliver dinner. When she first came in, she looked at the cell quietly, with no sound at all, and was somewhat surprised, and came to Qian Jiu Jiu Ye Xiao.

"The prince, the princess, and the slave are here for dinner, and tonight I have made the saliva chicken that the princess loves, and a few dishes that the princess loves, and chicken soup."

"The princess and the prince are not in good health. If you live in such a place, you can make up for it."

The corner of Qianjiu's mouth twitched, and the people of Qianjia were all used to being delicate. Today, he has been in jail for one day.

At this moment, I was afraid that the stomach was cooing hungry, and I heard the voice of Hong Ling, the chicken and the soup, and the side dishes, but the tapeworms in the stomach came out.

It is a pity that I can only watch other people eat it, which is a torture, but I thought about the old lady and looked at Hongling: "Go and prepare a bowl of clear porridge and send it to the old lady."

"Bring another typhoid pill and give it to the old lady."

The mouth of Hongling muttered: "The princess is kind, there is no good person in these thousand families, and you are still protecting them."

Although Hong Ling said so, she soon went out and told Qing Lian to bring these things, and gave the lady the medicine, and let her sleep on the quilt.

Jiujiu looked at Mu Yexiao: "Master, you don't really go back when it's dark? You want to sleep here with your body?"

Mu Yexiao snorted: "What's wrong? You can sleep, I can't sleep? I'm here to accompany you. Madam, don't drive me away, OK?"

In fact, since the last time of love with Qianjiu Jiu, there has been no second time, but Mu Yexiao was so heartbroken that she ate into her mouth, and then escaped again.

Since then, Mu Yexiao has tried every possible way to climb up to the 999 bed, not to mention what exercise he did, because he sleeps in the same bed.

Now it's hard to have a chance to share the same bed. Although there are some spectators around and the environment is not so good, it can't stop him. Today, he has the opportunity to climb up to a bed of 999.

Even if nothing can be done, it smells good to smell Qian Jiu Jiu. This is Mu Yexiao's real thought at this time, and Jiu Jiu 9 has no idea at all.

At this time, Jiu Jiu Jiu was still a little touched. The shepherd Ye Xiaoxiao of the Jinyiyushi, Wang Ye, was really willing to accompany her to sleep in such a humble environment.

How rare this is. Of course, if you know Mu Yexiao ’s thoughts, you may think about whether she is too harsh on Mu Yexiao.

Even if you do n’t give intimacy, it ’s so bad not to give intimacy. Looking at Mu Yexiao: "It's still early, I'll teach you to play poker."

Playing poker? what is that? Mu Yexiao's eyes were bright and she nodded, "This is the boudoir pleasure invented by the lady?"

Keke! One thousand ninety-nine was almost drowned by his own drool, turned his head and glanced at Mu Yexiao, boudoir, your sister, who is interested in watching so many people, and what boudoir fun to play with you?

Do you really use words?

Mu Yexiao, who was glanced at by her daughter-in-law, did not find anything wrong with her, but waited cheerfully for the busyness of her daughter-in-law.

And Jiu Jiu soon made a pair of Ou Ke, of course, made of paper, a little soft, making Jiu Jiu a little dissatisfied, but it will be used.

Just looking at this Arabic number, 999 is sad. Mu Yexiao is n’t funny because he does n’t have Arabic numbers. He sighed and put the poker he made.

Then came to Mu Yexiao: "Let's go to bed early."

Mu Yexiao's face was bewildered, wasn't she still full of interest just now? Why are you suddenly stunned now: "What's wrong with Jiu'er? Any questions?"

"You say I'll solve it. Whatever you want to play?"

Jiujiu blinked for two eyes: "Really? Well, I'll show you how to play now and show you what I made."

Saying Jiu Jiu took out his own poker, found out the Arabic numbers 1 to 10, and looked at Mu Yexiao: "Come, I will teach you, recognize these numbers."

"This is 1, this is 2 this is ..."

It has always been known for a long time that Mu Yexiao is very clever. Even before an hour, he remembered that 1-10 didn't say, and he also learned how to play poker.

At this moment, the two were on the simple quilt bed above the cell, playing poker hot!

When I was teaching just now, Jiu Jiu Jiu was very quiet, and it was not heard by others. So Qian Shang Shu and others now do n’t know. Two people are together, they are so happy, what are they playing.

At the beginning of the 2009, Jiu Jiu could still win a few games. After that, he lost directly again and again. Now the next turn is Jiu Jiu 9 depressed, watching Mu Yexiao.

"Have you cheated?"

Mu Yexiao blinked for a moment at Jiu Jiu Jiu: "Nine children, it's not good if you can't fight, but you said how can I cheat?"

After thinking about it for a while, Mu Yexiao should not be able to write down the positions of the cards while shuffling the cards. Such a powerful function is not easy to practice.

Mu Yexiao looked at Qianjiu with a smile: "Nine children, did you invent this number yourself?"

After seeing Mu Yexiao asking this, I do n’t know where this guy is. He must have been sensitive to what he discovered. The promotion of this set of numbers is not a small benefit to the development of the Great Zhou Kingdom.

She smiled and shook her head: "No, but if you want to use it, it is still possible. After all, in this world, except for me and you, I don't know who will."

Mu Yexiao gave a strange glance at 999: "Since you didn't invent it, how do you know that no one except us two knows?"

Jiu Jiu smiled: "This was invented by my master. My master has died. Of course only we know."