The water of Taihu Lake in the early morning seemed particularly clear. Zhu Pingan was sitting on a low stone in front of the huge rock beside Taihu Lake. He couldn't help but stretched out his fingers to touch the lake surface that looked like a green mirror. The slightest coolness was transmitted from his fingertips to his heart, sweeping away the uncle just now. My balls ached, so I picked up a handful of lake water and washed my face, feeling cool, comfortable and refreshed. After washing my face, I spread the black wooden board on the boulder, filled a bamboo tube with lake water and poured it into a natural groove on the boulder. I took out the oxtail brush made by Zhu's father from my schoolbag, dipped it in the lake water, and worked hard on the black wooden board. I started writing quickly.
The rising sun in the east gradually rose, spreading warmth and light on the young man who was diligently practicing calligraphy by Taihu Lake. After the sun gradually brightened, Zhu Pingan put away the bamboo tube and black wooden board of the brush, took out a hand-copied book from his school bag, and read it with relish.
In the distance, white sails appeared where the water and the sky met, and from time to time the cries of fishermen were heard.
The boy on the shore of Taihu Lake packed up his things and followed the original route with his schoolbag slung across his body. When passing by the street, he bought two portions of tofu puffs and six "fried cypress sticks", uh, that is, fried dough sticks, as people still used to call them at this time. "Fried Hui" expressed his indignation at Qin Hui's murder of Yue Fei and his son in Fengbo Pavilion on unfounded charges.
Zhu Pingan returned to the inn with fried dough sticks and tofu noodle.
Zhu Pingan's room in the inn was relatively remote, and of course the price was relatively cheap. When he returned to the room, he heard that the room seemed to be quite lively.
As soon as I opened the door, I heard a cheer of surprise and joy:
"Ah, my husband is back, and he brought back my favorite fried cypress."
Nima
Mr. Xian?
what's the situation?
What else is this witch trying to do?
This was Zhu Pingan's first thought, but when Zhu Pingan saw the scene in the room, he was relieved. That was it.
There were three officers standing in the room who were wearing similar but slightly gorgeous uniforms. The leader had a waist knife hanging on his waist, which looked somewhat like a Miao knife. The handle was quite long, the spine of the knife was straight and the blade was slightly curved.
Uh, isn't this the famous Xiuchun Dao?
Has the scandal happened?
When he thought about the seriousness of the matter, Zhu Pingan couldn't help but pause, and then he smelled a scent of fragrance. The enchantress plunged into Zhu Pingan's arms like a bird returning to its nest, and pulled Zhu Pingan to sit on the chair with a smile. Fu took the fried dough sticks and tofu noodle from Zhu Pingan's hand again, as attentively as a little daughter-in-law.
"Ms. sir, these Jin Yiwei brothers are here for a routine search. It is said that they are searching for assassins and the like. It's so scary." The demon girl sat next to Zhu Pingan, looking like a frightened woman, and said angrily.
It's really the Jin Yiwei. They don't wear flying fish clothes like Donnie Yen in the TV series. Only the leader carries a Xiuchun sword, and everyone else has ordinary swords.
"Thank you, some of the official brothers, for our safety. There is still some breakfast here. If you don't mind, please use some to warm yourself up." Zhu Ping'an stood up from the chair, bowed his hands, and then took the breakfast without leaving a trace. A small ingot of silver was stuffed into the hand of the leader and he said politely.
Stuffing some broken silver into the official's official account is not because of guilt, but because of the sophistication of human beings. It would be fine if these officials were of good temperament, but if they were of bad temperament, they would cause a lot of inconvenience to the owner during the search. They would break things, throw them all over the floor, or leave things with them. If they stuffed some silver coins, regardless of their temperament, Good or bad, they will be much more polite.
"No, sir, you're welcome. The assassin who assassinated Mr. Tongzhi has not been caught yet. We are just doing a routine inspection." The leading Jin Yiwei took the silver, turned his hand slightly and dropped it into his sleeve. He was quite familiar with it. He also spoke very politely, "There are so many books. You must be here to catch up with the exam. We will leave after the routine inspection and will not disturb you as you prepare for the exam."
"Then I'll thank you all the officials." Zhu Ping'an bowed again, then returned to his seat and stood leaning against the table.
The leading Jin Yiwei led his two men to start searching, and his actions were very polite. After a few searches, they found nothing illegal such as blood-clothed knives, and the few of them were ready to leave.
Just as a few people were about to leave, a sharp-eyed Jin Yiwei noticed something under the bed and walked over.
Those are the medicinal materials I bought.
Zhu Ping'an's back was sweating a little, but his face had the same look as before, as if nothing had happened.
The Jin Yiwei lay down under the bed and found nothing else. He just found a few paper packets of medicinal materials and took them out.
The leading Jin Yiwei walked over, opened a package of medicinal materials, then opened another package of medicinal materials, then turned his head to look at Zhu Pingan.
At this time, I saw the enchantress blushing slightly, coyly and coquettishly, holding her handkerchief as if she was shy, lying angrily on Zhu Ping'an's shoulder, and said shyly: "Ah, I'm so embarrassed, those jade butterflies, Donkey-hide gelatin, aloe vera, pearl powder, and ginseng are all used by the daughter's family to replenish the body. I want to win a man for my husband..." As she said that, the enchantress was still shy at Zhu Ping'an's waist. I took a pinch.
The two packets of medicinal materials that the leader of the Jin Yiwei opened happened to be bought by the enchantress to beautify the skin and nourish the body. Jin Yiwei and others also had a rough understanding of pharmacology, and saw that the medicinal materials they opened were indeed used by women to nourish the body, and there were no medicinal materials for treating internal injuries caused by sword wounds.
At this moment, seeing the shy look on the enchantress's face and hearing her shy words, he felt relieved. Finally, holding back his laughter, the few Jin Yiwei stretched out their hands and clasped their fists to say goodbye and left.
The man he got in one fell swoop... he was just a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old. He probably didn't have all his hair, so it was a bit difficult for him.
A young man with no hair at all, and a mature girl as beautiful as a jade and a peach, won the man with one word. No wonder the young scholar's face seemed a little pale. It turned out that he had worked too hard at night.
Several Jin Yiwei suppressed their laughter, went downstairs and left.
After Jiwei Jinyiwei's voice completely disappeared, Zhu Pingan breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the chair regardless of his image, poured a cup of herbal tea, and poured it into his stomach.
The demon girl looked Zhu Pingan up and down, covered her little cherry mouth and sneered:
"Ms. sir, look at his white face and shaky legs. He is not a man. Hehe..."
I love your sister!
Zhu Ping'an couldn't complain. It's not all because of you, a witch. In his two lives, he was just a scholar with no power. Who has seen such a scene? Being able to be so calm and not peeing his pants is considered a psychological quality. Stronger. Besides, my legs didn’t shake at all.
"Giggle, giggle, I really wonder if you are a man." The demon girl sat at the table with a smile and mocked again.
"Do you want me to take it out and prove it to you?" Zhu Pingan glanced at the demon girl and said calmly.
The demon girl looked at Zhu Pingan with a smile and dismissed Zhu Pingan's words.
your sister
I still have such a bad temper
Zhu Pingan immediately stretched out his hand into his arms...
When the demon girl saw this, her expression changed, she took a step back, and she took out a gleaming dagger from somewhere in her hand. It seems that if Zhu Ping'an does something wrong, he will kill it with one blow, cleanly.
Then, Zhu Pingan took out a road guide from his arms and slapped it on the table. He pointed at the line of words on the road guide and raised the corner of his mouth, "Did you see it? Zhu Pingan, a native of Xiahe Village, Ding Nan." .”
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