Jun Bubai left Guinong Villa, walked for half an hour, and landed in the backyard of Tianxialou in Yangzhou.
A butterfly fluttered down from the third floor. Zhuang Mengxing gently shook the paper fan and dropped it to the side. He put the butterfly into the fan and smiled at everyone: "Why do you come to Yangzhou at this time?"
Jun Bubai glanced at the kitchen and didn't hear the sound of eldest sister Su Lingdang chopping stuffing today, so he asked with a smile: "Where is my eldest sister?"
Zhuang Mengxing glanced towards the kitchen, sighed, and replied sadly: "She went to Jinling."
Jun Bubai held up his sleeves. Since the eldest sister was not here, he could be a little more bold. He raised his head and smiled and said: "Yangzhou and Jinling are not far apart. If you care about her, why don't you go to Jinling to take a look."
Zhuang Mengxing had a bitter look on his face, closed the paper fan, and waved his hands, "It's not like you don't know your eldest sister's temper. Before she left, she said that if I dared to show up in Aurous Hill, she would chop me into pieces. Throw it up the mountain to feed wild dogs.”
Jun Bubai looked Zhuang Mengxing up and down. He couldn't go to Jinling right now, and his mother had to find a reason to keep her busy. Since the eldest sister went to Jinling, now she had a plan to delay the attack. He smiled evilly and said: "Ugly wife She always has to meet her parents-in-law. My eldest sister is now at the age of getting married. The elders of our family are all in Jinling. Don’t be afraid. This time, they will find her some family backgrounds and appearances in Jinling that are worthy of being discussed. relative."
Zhuang Mengxing froze on the spot, his face turned pale, and his hand bones were trembling slightly. He spread out a paper fan to fan himself in his arms to calm himself down, and said tremblingly: "Is this really going to be like this?"
Jun Bubai pursed his lips and snickered, adding another handful of Wangchai, "When I was just born, my mother promised me seven or eight baby kisses. I know her temper best. I guess this time my eldest sister If you go to Jinling, all the young and talented people in Jinling who are not yet married will be invited by my mother."
Zhuang Mengxing shook the paper fan in his hand. After thinking for a long time, he gritted his teeth and pressed the fan to stop. "What are your elders' hobbies? I can prepare a generous gift and go to Jinling."
The fish has been hooked, just sprinkle some more bait. Jun Bubai opened his fingers and said, "My mother likes to eat. You prepare more rare delicacies from the mountains. If she eats well, she will naturally turn to you; Aunt Tang values character the most. Appearance, your appearance is not good, but it can barely catch her eye. When you go to Jinling, just be more diligent in dealing with people; my aunt can give people to test the medicine, so you can ask for your own blessings."
Zhuang Mengxing remembered everything in his mind, but fearing that he might remember it wrongly, he murmured it several times and memorized every word. Realizing that Jun Bubai had missed a few people, he asked: "Where are the Sword Emperor and the Sword God..."
Jun Bubai waved his hand and said, "You don't have to worry about my father and my uncle. As long as the first three people nod, your marriage to my eldest sister will be 80% guaranteed."
Zhuang Mengxing felt comfortable all over. He bowed his hands and thanked you for not being in vain. He shook the paper fan lightly in his hand, and a few butterflies flew out and flew to the mountains and rivers in Yangzhou. He lowered his head and looked around at his clothes. When you meet your elders, you can't be rude. Later, Go to Jiang's Silk Shop to make some decent clothes so that you can put on a good show.
Youzhuang Mengxing went to Jinling to mess around for a few days, so that he could have some extra days on his trip to Jinling. You smiled and said goodbye to Zhuang Mengxing, and hurried back to Suzhou with his sword.
Suzhou Tianxialou.
Xie Husheng was practicing boxing in the backyard. Jiang Xiaoyu, who was practicing boxing next to him, was exhausted. Every time he punched, he looked ferocious and endured the pain of tearing his bones and flesh.
Xie Lingyuan appeared from the eaves, looked at the people in the courtyard, big and small, and twisted an abacus on his fingertips. A gust of wind blew his eyes away. Xie Lingyuan turned his head to hide, only to see a blue shirt falling in front of him.
Xie Husheng had never seen Xie Lingyuan before. He made a fist and asked in a cold voice: "Who are you?"
Xie Lingyuan knew how powerful Xie Huzhu's fists were. He dispersed his fingertips to count the beads and bowed his hands, "Xie Lingyuan, the guard on the first floor of Tianxia Building, went to the Wang Family Private School to take care of the second son Wang's wife a few days ago. Well, I just came back today."
Xie Husheng sneered: "There are people who can help with the funeral arrangements for such a moron!"
Xie Lingyuan smiled awkwardly, "I had a friendship with Second Young Master Wang as classmates, and I also received favors from the Wang family. I couldn't bear to have his body exposed in the wilderness, so I just expressed my feelings."
Xie Husheng had a look of disdain on his face, "You scholars are so confused, you are not straightforward enough, and you take your face too seriously."
Xie Lingyuan replied respectfully: "We are alone and weak, so we have to be more diplomatic in order to survive in this world."
Xie Husheng dispersed the wind of his fist, carried it on his back, raised his head to look at the sky, his face looked heavy, and looked back at Xie Lingyuan. Xie Lingyuan was frightened, and it took him a long time to say: "Can you cook?"
Xie Lingyuan's eyebrows relaxed and he straightened up, "After studying for a few days, you can still learn some household skills."
"Then you will make dinner today."
Xie Husheng took a step forward and dodged into the courtyard. Jiang Xiaoyu, who had yet to catch his breath, struggled to get up from the bluestone, pouted and continued to practice boxing with him.
Xie Lingyuan was about to jump into the courtyard when he saw a group of people walking through the street. Several familiar faces from Wang's private school were among them. A woman dressed in plain clothes was holding the spirit and crying. In front of the oxcart that led the spirit, a girl in black was holding the rope. Her shoes were covered with shiny pearls.
"People from the Wang family!" Xie Lingyuan whispered.
The girl with the cow looked up at him and smiled strangely.
Even though they were so far apart, the woman could hear it. Xie Lingyuan took a few steps back and hid in the dark. He watched the team of people leaving the city before looking back and jumping into the courtyard.
The team of Jin Su left the city, and the crying woman stopped crying. With a cold look, she called the girl in black to stop the ox cart, "Is there any news about the people going to Dongting?"
The girl in black looked down at the pearls that were similar in size to the uppers of the shoes. The five missing pearls had been replaced, and they looked particularly pleasing to the eye. "The man has returned with a letter from a pigeon, and the letter said that he succeeded."
The woman stroked the coffin with the utmost tenderness and said coldly: "When that man returns to Jinling, all he needs to do is keep the woman alive."
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The girl smiled brightly while carrying the woman on her back. She pulled the ox rope and the ox cart moved forward leisurely. The upright soul flags at the four corners of the cart swayed in the wind.
The backyard of Shennong Medical Center.
Hong Buding got a pair of clean clothes from somewhere else, and went to the moat to wash off a few kilograms of dirt on his body. There was no dirt to warm him up. The cold wind blew directly into his wide-sleeved robe, making him sneeze one after another, and his nose ran freely. He wiped it with his sleeves. The cuffs of the new clothes that I had just changed into were stuck together. They were neither new nor old. It was really difficult to adapt to them, so I simply squatted in front of the stove in the courtyard and rubbed my hands to keep warm.
Sun Miao pushed him into the warm sunshine of the courtyard with a wave of his sleeve, "Don't dirty my soup."
Hong Buding rolled the wheel a few times, and the bluestone on the ground was so hot that he didn't want to get up for a moment. "Miracle Doctor, I am following your instructions. I took a bath and changed my clothes. Why are you so disgusted with it?"
Sun Miao brushed away the floating ashes on the medicine stove, took a sip of the cooking heat of the medicine soup, and twirled his beard and said, "You should know about the disease you have."
Hong Buding straightened his body, propped up his arms, and laughed at himself: "I have already been relieved."
It would take some time for the medicinal soup to be finished, so Sun Miao lowered her hands and asked, "How did you get that disease?"
Hong Buding rested his arms on his arms and stared blankly at the sky, which was spotless blue, clear and pure, and said with a smile: "My second uncle plotted against me. He wanted his son to be the head of the family, so he drugged me and found a few more The girl with Hualiu disease had fun with me for a few days before she contracted the disease. The family tradition was ruined and her reputation was not guaranteed, so she was expelled from the family."
The fire was weak, and Sun Miao shook the cattail leaf fan to draw out the fire, and asked: "Is the swordsman who was as famous as my uncle twenty years ago you?"
Hong Buding laughed again and again, "What a swordsman? Now he is just a flower child living on the street begging for food."
Sun Miao stopped the cattail leaf fan with his hand and sighed: "I have been practicing medicine in Shennong Valley for several years. There are countless wonderful prescriptions in the valley, but your disease is difficult to cure."
Hong Buding said calmly: "It doesn't matter. When the owner of my village takes over Chang'an, I can find a clean place to end this life."
Jun Bubai was dressed in white and was hanging in the courtyard. The sword light was sharp and fell in Hong Buding's eyes. He couldn't help but feel that his fingers were clenched and there was nothing in his hands. He sneered, spread his palms, and stood up, "Lao Zhuang Did the Lord leave Lao Zheng in Zhuangzi?"
Jun Bubai nodded in response.
Hong Buding's heart dropped, and he tightened his ill-fitting clothes, "Since the poster is back, I would like to ask the poster to come with me to Lao Zheng's house. As a lobbyist, I'm afraid he won't be able to go home for ten and a half months. I It’s really hard to get into his house with such a beggar appearance.”
Zheng Yidao lost one of his hands because of Lou Wanchun, and Jun Bubai couldn't shirk the debt he owed to Tianxialou. He asked, "Who else is there in his family?"
Hong Buding blurted out, "Old Zheng's wife and his son."
Jun Bubai scattered the sword at his feet and landed it safely in the courtyard. He went to see his benefactor. He couldn't look down from above and said, "You lead the way. I'll go talk to her two."
Hong Buding bent down and thanked Sun Miaoshou, but Sun Miaoshou dismissed him casually. Tap your toes lightly and skim up the eaves.
Jun Bubai wanted to say a few words to Sun Miaoshou, but Sun Miaoshou stood up and poured out the decoction, and had no time to reply to him. Jun Bubai glanced at the side room, and his white clothes swept off the floor and floated up to the eaves.
Two people were walking among the white walls and gray tiles.
Hong Buding's Qinggong was slightly better than Jun Bubai's, and he would stop half a step every time to wait for him to catch up.
The two of them had a cup of tea and landed in Tianshui Lane in the west of the city.
Hong Buding stopped at the waterway, washed his face with a handful of water from the river, combed his clothes, wiped his hands randomly on his body, and pointed to the wide courtyard at the end of the alley, "That is Lao Zheng's home."
Jun Bubai pretended to be calm, took a deep breath, and walked toward the end of the alley.
Hong Buding followed behind him, and was recognized by the old man guarding the sweet water well at the alley. The old man stretched out half his head from the pergola and shouted: "Why are you here in the west of the city today? The festival at the mountain temple has not yet come, you Where did you steal these clothes? Please return them quickly, before the master of suffering comes to your door and breaks your hands and feet?"
Hong Buding smiled apologetically and said, "I asked for this. Today, the owner of the building who is going downstairs with me is looking for someone, so he must dress decently."
"The owner of Tianxialou!"
The old man guarding the well exclaimed, leaning out half of his body to look at Jun Bubai. He rarely went to the south of the city in the west of the city. The old man had been guarding the west of the city for many years. He only secretly went to the south of the city once when he was young. He became famous in the world. He also I want to look up at it a few times so that I can show off to others.
While the two were talking, Jun Bubai had already walked to the end of the alley, stopped, raised his hand and knocked on the door knocker, "Jun Bubai, the owner of Tianxia Tower, is here to bother me."
Across the courtyard door, there were the sounds of children playing in the courtyard. After Jun Bubai knocked on the door knocker, the courtyard was silent for a moment. A woman's footsteps walked out of the room and stopped in the courtyard without saying a word.
