Zhou Yuan's eyes were full of smiles, but there was a loneliness that only he could see in his eyes. I wanted to comfort him, but I didn't know what to say, so I hummed lightly and took the tea from her.
The waiter came over with a full plate of wine and food: "Sir, what you ordered has arrived."
Holding the sword, he said: "Didn't I tell you not to be spicy or sour? What's going on with all the chili peppers?"
The waiter immediately apologized and said, "Maybe the kitchen made a mistake. This dish is neither spicy nor sour. I'll leave it to you first."
"Wait a minute!" He put the scabbard against Xiao Er's chin and looked at him carefully with his sword.
He looks ordinary, with a hint of cunning and wariness in his eyes. He looks unfamiliar. Although his accent is local, it seems to be a deliberate imitation. Some words are pronounced too hard.
The inn is not big, and there are only a few waiters in total. We all saw each other when we came here yesterday. Where did this one come from?
He felt something was wrong while holding the sword, so he raised his eyebrows suddenly, drew the sword out of its sheath, and said in a cold voice: "You are looking for bad luck so early in the morning, are you tired of living?"
"Wow!"
When he held the sword and made a sound, the "boy" knew that he had been exposed. The flattering expression he had put on before immediately turned into a ferocious one. He first pushed the plate of food and wine onto the sword-holding body and then dug it out from the bottom of the lacquer plate. A short sword with a length of one and a half feet came and stabbed Shen Chongming.
Shen Chongming held the tea cup and ducked back. The killer immediately changed his target and attacked Zhou Yu'an.
He is not an idiot, nor is he stubborn. When he observed her in the dark just now, he knew that this woman was different. If you can't kill Shen Chongming, then kill this woman, so that everyone can have an explanation with the master's family.
Zhou Yu'an was drinking porridge, but he didn't expect that the murderer was unable to stab him and came towards him. She quickly stood up and used the bowl to block it. At this time, the short knife had arrived, and there was only a "clang" sound, and the porridge bowl broke into pieces and fell to the ground. Unable to avoid it, the white porridge burned half of her shoes. .
His expression, which had been watching the show just now, suddenly turned cold.
She spent a lot of money to buy these shoes. The silk threads on the shoes were particularly delicate and would break when exposed to heat. That bowl of white porridge ruined the embroidery on the shoe.
"You, accompany me in my shoes!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the dagger struck again. With a sharp flash of light, the dagger pressed back onto the killer's neck. The killer looked confused and couldn't remember what had just happened.
"If you dare to damage my shoes, I will ask you to pay with your life!"
Feeling the coldness of the dagger in his neck, the killer saw the ghost gate for the first time. He took a deep breath and prepared for the final struggle. He felt a pain in the back of his neck and lost consciousness, falling at Shen Chongming's feet.
Before Shen Chongming could react, Zhou Yuan stepped on the killer's back and jumped into his arms: "I was scared to death. He wanted to kill me."
Shen Chongming:......
Next to him, he touched his nose with his sword and dragged out the killer who fell on the ground.
She knew martial arts, and her martial arts was not low, which surprised him very much.
After no response for a long time, Zhou Yuan raised his head.
At that moment, their eyes met.
Shen Chongming's beautiful eyes stared at her for a long time, then moved slightly, raised her head, and asked, "Are you scared to death?"
"Yeah!" Zhou Yu'an nodded, both well-behaved and aggrieved, and a layer of moisture quickly appeared in his eyes, "He broke my shoes, which I bought for ten taels of silver."
"Twelve?"
"Money is not important, what is important is these shoes. There is only one pair in the world. If it breaks, they will be gone." Zhou Yu'an grabbed Shen Chongming's sleeve and rubbed his nose: "Do you know Granny Jin? This is the last pair of shoes she made."
Of course he knew that Granny Jin was originally an embroiderer in the palace. She was famous throughout the palace for her superb needlework. It was said that the flowers, birds, fish and insects she embroidered were lifelike, and the silk threads she dyed were different from ordinary people, not only the colors were more gorgeous. , and extremely squeamish.
The more delicate something is, the more noble it is, so the entire palace is proud to get embroidery from Granny Jin.
Her embroidery skills are exquisite and slow. It takes more than half a year to embroider an ordinary piece of clothing. In addition to the Queen Mother, the Emperor and the Queen, only some of the favored concubines in the palace can get her things, and such things usually cannot be obtained. Just embroidered handkerchiefs and the like.
Grandma Jin left the palace at the age of forty and never married. In her later years, she opened an embroidery studio and only occasionally embroidered some things. She never expected that the embroidered shoes on Zhou Yuan's feet were actually made by her.
Twelve, this will probably make the concubines in the palace angry to death.
"Sir, don't you comfort me?" Zhou Yu'an tugged on his sleeves, his eyes were misty, and the water beads were about to fall, "This killer came for you at first sight. I was innocently hurt, you You have to make it up to me.”
"Compensation?" Shen Chongming's throat rolled up and he suppressed what he wanted to ask: "How to compensate?"
"You have to give me a pair of shoes. It doesn't have to be more expensive than this, but it must be better-looking than this." Zhou Yu'an muttered: "I can see it clearly. As adults, it is common to encounter killers. No matter how expensive the shoes are, they can't fit your feet." Go on. You still have to feel bad if it breaks, so why not buy something that is cheap but good-looking, and you will be happy when you look at it, and it will not be a pity if it breaks."
Shen Chongming's eyes twitched, he touched her head and said, "Okay!"
Zhou Yu'an made a joke, obviously not wanting to answer the question about her martial arts skills. Although he had doubts, he understood her little thoughts. As she said just now, if you follow him, you will inevitably be in danger. She is better at martial arts than not.
He ordered the waiter to collect the leftover porridge on the floor and asked Zhou Yu'an to go back to his room to change his shoes. After explaining a few words to the shopkeeper, Shen Chongming went out. Zhou Yu'an stood on the steps leading to the second floor, squinting and looking outside. He saw a mess in front of the inn, with the Qingyang County Magistrate and a group of government officials surrounding him holding a sword.
The killer's martial arts skills are not very high, his skills are very complicated, and his attacks are very ruthless. He is not from the King of Qi. The King of Qi will not raise such a idiot, nor will he go to all the trouble to hire these low-ranking killers in the world.
Who is Shen Chongming?
How could a battle-hardened general get involved with these gangsters?
He is an enemy of the King of Qi and is investigating the prescription. Who does he belong to? It can't be the little emperor in the court, right?
Zhou Yu'an shook his head and said to the followers following him: "I can protect myself, you don't have to worry about me."
The two followers, you looked at me, I looked at you, they stayed where they were and didn't move.
"Forget it, you guys stay here while I go back to my room and change my shoes. I'll be quick." Lifting up the corner of his skirt, Zhou Yu'an took three steps and then two steps to close the door with a "clang".
At the door, Shen Chongming winked at the sword, squatted on the ground and pinched the killer's wrist. There was only a "click" sound, and the killer immediately woke up and let out a pig howl.
Wang Shi, the magistrate of Qingyang County, had never seen such a scene before. His face turned pale and he stood in front of Shen Chongming with his hands clasped: "Master Shen, this... what on earth is going on?"
"Master Wang is asking us, why should we ask Master Wang?" He kicked the killer on the ground with his sword: "The world is bright and clear, and under the rule of Master Wang, there are murderers who murder my family in public."
"This... this person is a killer?!" A thin layer of sweat broke out on Wang Shi's forehead. He squeezed his fingers together hard and summoned up the courage to say: "Don't worry, Mr. Shen. This matter, please let me know." We must find out."
