Fufeng City has no sleep tonight.
Not only because of the "Mulan Festival", but also because of the two poems and the incident of the oiran being robbed at "Zuixin Tower".
The two poems are indeed masterpieces. The first one can be regarded as a top-notch work praising women, while the latter one just touches the hearts of the warrior group, which accounts for a large proportion of the crowd.
This immediately captured the interest of most people, and the song naturally spread widely. It spread throughout the city in just an hour, and more people rushed to Zuixin Tower to watch.
But the author of these two poems kidnapped Goulan's oiran, which is simply a shame... The happy news aroused the imagination of many people——
A talented young man with both civil and military talents fell in love with the courtesan of a brothel. However, because the courtesan was occupied by someone else, he became angry and eloped with her beauty.
That's right! Taking away the courtesan without education is called kidnapping, which is shameless. Educated people are naturally called to go in both directions and do elegant things.
Only the people in Zuixinlou and the guards and housekeepers of the Murong family who knew the details were furious and sent people all over the city to search for him.
After hearing this, the Yamen agents and the masters of the four major families also began to pay attention to the movements in the city.
"Young Hall Master, how could that young man... a bandit, be like this... it's really unbelievable!"
After leaving Zuixin Building and walking among the crowded crowd, maid Haitang rubbed her hands together with mixed emotions.
Shangguan Fan Qing patted the folding fan and laughed: "It's interesting and interesting. It's so easy to succeed. I didn't expect this small place to have such interesting bandits. I want to bet that kid another two thousand taels!"
"...We will meet under the moon at Yaotai."
The two poems in Zuixin Building, the back house of the magistrate's office, have been copied and handed over to Su Miaojin. She has read them three times.
"This little thief is indeed a talented person. He has strong martial arts skills, knows how to tie his hair, is smart and talented..."
She looked out the window at the courtyard not far away. Her younger brother Su Zefeng, who had returned from Fulong Mountain and was wandering around shouting to find Xiao Lihua, couldn't help but sigh.
They are similar in age, one is a disciple of an official, and the other is a hungry bandit, but the gap is so huge...
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No matter what happened in Fufeng Mansion, he cleverly got out of the city wall, bypassed Xin Zhuo and Murong Xiu, who were patrolling the surrounding areas, and headed straight for the Tiger Village.
It took just over a day to go back than when we came. On the third day, the morning light first appeared at the foot of Beifeng Mountain.
As soon as we went up the mountain, Han Qiniang came down like flying, with an anxious look on her face: "Master, you are back. If it is later, something big will happen!"
Xin Zhuo's heart moved and he jumped off the horse: "What's going on?"
Han Qiniang looked curiously at the oiran Xiao Lihua and the child who had woken up and turned pale with fright. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "At midnight yesterday, experts from the Chen family and the Murong family came over. Fortunately, Sister Ying'er thought of something. In this way, they moved the Yuan and Song families to the deepest part of the cave.
At the same time, eight or nine hundred people in the village were asked to stand on the mountain and throw stones at the two families. The children and women stood at the front. "
"Then what?" Xin Zhuo asked.
Han Qiniang said: "There were only more than 20 of them, and they were acting in vain, so they gave up temporarily. Sister Ying'er said, they will definitely not be able to withstand it this morning. Fortunately, you are back, otherwise we don't know what to do. Those people are still at the foot of the west mountain and are about to go up the mountain."
Xin Zhuo and Murong Xiu looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. It was just in time.
"Master, why don't you do this..." Murong Xiu gave full play to his intelligence, "Let's just say that we have Xiaolihua and the child in our hands, and then arrange a cave for them to get into to find someone, and then let them go Wrong tendons and cartilages are scattered, catching them off guard, right?"
Xin Zhuo looked at him carefully and found that he didn't seem to be joking, and said: "You are right to say that, but it is too deliberate. Doesn't this treat people as fools? There are so many people on the other side who are slightly wary, and it is useless to drug them. You must remember nature, harmony, and the inadvertent evil spirit to win unexpectedly. Things like acting skills are so important..."
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Five miles away from the top of Menghu Village, on a higher hill, two people stood prominently on the tops of two thousand-year-old trees.
They are all wearing Confucian robes, with their long hair flying in the breeze. At this time, their feet are floating on the branches, the dead leaves are slightly bent, and the chopstick-thin branches have no trace of breaking. This effort of lightening one's body is astonishing.
One of them was Mr. Li, who was as short as a winter melon, stroking his beard and squinting his eyes: "First, we attacked the boys and girls of the Song family and the Yuan family respectively, and defeated them by leaps and bounds. Then we faced the joint attack of Murong and the Chen family. At this critical moment, I I’m curious how he would do it?”
The person next to him had a graceful figure, long black hair reaching to her waist, and a clear and natural beauty between her eyebrows. She was clearly a female concubine. She said softly: "I am only sixteen years old. I subdued Murong Xiu, a disciple of Fufeng Mansion. While the rebels were attacking the city, the prefect He and the heads of each family rewarded the army, and during the city festivals, he entered the city at night in a majestic manner as a thief, and captured the oiran and the children. This kind of courage and courage is barely worthy of your attention."
Master Li said: "Master Qin, I'm afraid you don't know something, or Xin Zhuo's words of 'six against a thousand, the advantage is mine', it's so funny, Master happened to hear it."
Qin Yuliu said lightly: "It's just the arrogant words of a pheasant boy. Master just happened to have reached a bottleneck in cultivating the Dao Hua Sutra and needs to observe the world of mortals.
After this kid started talking arrogantly, he actually dared to face thousands of police officers and made bold threats. This is consistent with the meaning of "Fighting and not fighting, and an ant stealing a living is better than fighting" in the Great Dao Hua Jing. "
Li Fuzi blinked: "So that's the case. Doesn't that mean that Xin Zhuo must die in the end, so that he can meet the following sentence: 'A fly shakes a tree, and the road does not measure itself'?"
Qin Yuliu frowned and said: "Although that is the case, the Great Dao is fifty and the Tianyan is forty-nine. There is still a glimmer of hope for the ants!"
"Oh, if I hadn't figured out Master's intention and stopped the head of the Murong family, and that guy was a big talker, he would have affiliated with the other three families.
Xin Zhuo is afraid that he will inevitably die in the end, so what chance does he have? Do you really think that the prefect’s Yamen and the heritage of a centuries-old family are just a joke? "Fuzi Li continued to stroke his beard.
Qin Yuliu shook his head: "I don't think so. This boy seems to have found out that the highest strength in the city is only the sixth level, and the mountains and forests are too vast to encircle. That night I watched him standing in the back hill for a long time, and looked at me from time to time in Qiugong Pavilion, In the direction of Shuiyue An and the Lazy River in the back mountain.
I was afraid that I was worried about the existence of Shuiyue An and my Qiugong Pavilion, and made up my mind not to do anything, so I got into the Three Thousand Mountain Cave and jumped from the rapids in the back mountain. But I traveled so fast that it was difficult to catch!
At a young age, as a thief, he worked hard to survive. "
"He is a cunning little thief! But he probably ignored the power of Shuiyue An and Qiugong Pavilion!"
Master Li sneered, "If he can't kill Murong and Chen beautifully, and I lose ten taels of silver to you, I will first stab him into a toad. There is no difference between an ant and a cricket."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a big tree moving its roots strangely behind them. Behind the two of them, an old human face appeared on the trunk.
The two people seemed to be used to it. They stepped back to both sides, bowed and saluted at the same time, and then looked in the direction of Menghu Village.
"here we go!"
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"Murong Lei, Chen Guiyan, you are going too far. How do I know where Yuan Yourong and Song Dongxi have gone? Do I have the ability to catch them? Is it easy for us bandits to survive just to fill our stomachs? We haven’t had enough to eat in days!”
In the mountain forest, Xin Zhuo was covered in gray, his face full of shame and anger, and he fled with Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang in a panic.
Behind them, Murong Lei and Chen Guiyan led their subordinates, who were even more embarrassed and frightened, staring at the little pear flower and the child that Huang Dagui and Han Jiulang were carrying.
"My Qiu'er!"
"My pear blossom!"
