Donglin College is one of the famous colleges in Jiangnan.
After coming out of the Star-Zhaing Building, Su Xiaolou and his group passed by. After studying for so many years in his previous life, he had no interest in the school. The scholar stopped unconsciously, looked at the plaque at the door, straightened his appearance, and took out He had the airs of a scholar and wanted to compose a poem. He had been thinking about it for a long time, but he couldn't hold back a single word. Instead, thick smoke rose from a corner of Donglin Academy.
As a Jinyiwei, Su Xiaolou stepped forward to check. As soon as he reached the door, he was hit by a student who ran out.
"Ah... you little bastards... ah... dare to step on me, ah ah... don't... want to... step on... your face..."
"Ah... help..."
When the students ran away, Su Xiaolou lay sprawled on the ground and rolled his eyes. His subordinates hurried over and helped Su Xiaolou up.
"You losers, that's how you protect me. I'm about to be trampled into a meat pie."
The scholar argued: "We can't squeeze through. You are too far away from us. We can't save you even if we want to."
A group of other people nodded quickly.
Su Xiaolou quickly patted the dirt on his body.
"How's it going? Do I still have my hair style?"
"still there"
"Is he still handsome?"
"very handsome!"
"Don't mention the word death to me, it's bad luck..."
"Come on, let's go inside and watch the excitement. Master, I can't bear these dozens of kicks in vain."
"Yes, boss."
Su Xiaolou and his minions swaggered into the academy. The academy had turned into a mess. Students were running around, and there were also people carrying pots and pans to put out the fire. The fire extinguisher hadn't arrived yet.
Xiong Er held a knife and shouted in front to clear the way. When others saw that it was the official uniform of a Jin Yiwei, they did not dare to rush.
"Xiucai, go find out why the academy caught fire." Su Xiaolou ordered.
"Yes, boss."
Although the scholar is called a scholar, he was not admitted to the academy. However, many of his classmates were admitted to Donglin Academy, so the scholar has many acquaintances here and is familiar with the management of the academy. It would be most appropriate to let the scholar go.
After a while, the scholar came back, "Boss, we found out. Several students were using kettles to eat hot pot in the dormitory. They ate something unclean. They didn't put out the fire when they went to the latrine, and the house caught fire."
"Talent! See, this is talent!" Su Xiaolou couldn't help but sigh, with the demeanor of today's sage, the sage once accidentally burned down a palace.
After all, this is Changlin College, and the government still attaches great importance to it. After a while, the fire-fighting soldiers arrived. Various professional fire-fighting equipment took turns, and the fire was quickly controlled. There was no excitement anymore, so Su Xiaolou planned to evacuate. .
The buildings of this era were mainly made of wood, and the academy rooms contained a large number of books and papers, all of which were flammable. When the wind blew, charcoal sparks could easily be blown up and fall on the paper to burn.
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Su Xiaolou was walking on the busy street. In a remote corner of the street, where people put away garbage, there was an old man wearing rags picking up garbage. The old man and the garbage were almost integrated. If you don't look carefully, you really can't tell there's someone there.
A pretty young woman walked over with a sack, as if she was going to take out the garbage. Su Xiaolou's eyes followed the young woman unconsciously. When the young woman was taking out the garbage, she accidentally slipped into the garbage heap. When she was about to get up, she realized that she I happened to fall into the arms of an old man who appeared out of nowhere.
The young woman screamed in horror and ran away. The old man looked at the young woman's graceful back and sighed: "Who is so incompetent in living? Such a good wife just doesn't want it anymore."
Su Xiaolou smiled happily.
A carriage rumbled from behind, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw something like a nut shell being thrown towards him. He took a step back with his right foot and bent back. The shell passed in front of his eyes. Just as he was sighing at his quickness in reaching out. At that time, I suddenly felt a mouthful of phlegm on my face.
Don't ask him how he knew it was phlegm. The question is that he heard the sound of spitting next to him, and he also heard the carriage passing beside him.
It was such a thick mouthful of phlegm that it felt like it was stuck on Su Xiaolou's face and did not slide down for a long time.
Su Xiaolou is going to explode...
He casually pulled up the clothes of the loser next to him and wiped his face, glared angrily at the carriage in front of him and shouted: "Stop him!"
The henchmen around Su Xiaolou were like arrows from the string, and they all rushed out together to stop the carriage. They were serious about protecting the Lord, although they occasionally made mistakes.
A man in a blue brocade round-neck robe got out of the carriage, accompanied by a charming and pretentious woman.
The man clasped his teeth between his teeth, squinted at the group of people and said, "How dare these dogs, even though they are not wearing Feiyu uniforms, block my way, without even asking who I am?"
The boy said proudly: "My young master is Jia Zhengjing, the nephew of the cousin of the Minister of Rites in Nanjing and the son of Jia Shutang."
Prude?
I was shocked. I was really being serious. I thought he was really the son of the Minister of Rites. It turned out that he had nothing to do with the Minister of Rites. He was just the son of a sixth-rank official. However, the official position was indeed above me, and we were related to each other in the officialdom. Therefore, if the treatment is not good enough, you can drink a pot by yourself.
Thinking of this, Su Xiaolou stepped forward and said, "May I ask if the spit of phlegm just now was caused by the young master?"
"So what? You don't expect me to apologize to the dog!"
Su Xiaolou said with a worried look on his face: "Young master's phlegm is yellow and sticky. It seems that there is a disease in the lungs and it is caused by heart heat. We don't dare to delay this disease. We must treat it as soon as possible, otherwise it will easily turn into tuberculosis. That's why Stop the young master's carriage."
Jia Zhengjing suffered from a strange disease when he was very young and almost didn't survive it, so he cherished his life very much.
"Is it so serious? How to treat it?"
Su Xiaolou saw that Jia Zhengjing was frightened, and then said: "I happen to know a miracle doctor, who is a close disciple of Medicine Saint Li Shizhen. He works at a noodle stall two streets in front of Zhenfusi. He will definitely cure him. Young master, this is a disease."
"I never thought Jinyiwei could have such a sensible dog like you. I'm rewarded with fifty taels of silver."
He said to the boy beside him: "Let's go, we won't see Chun again. Let's go find that miracle doctor instead."
Su Xiaolou held fifty taels of silver in his arms and watched the carriage rumble by. He said with disdain in his heart, "I think you are a fool to return the official title to the second generation. There is no money for anything these days. I want to apologize." Useless.
"Boss! From now on, you are the god in my heart. If you tell me to go east, I will never go west!"
"Boss! That's awesome!"
"Boss, do you think that piece of jade from the Jia family is really that powerful? I want to see it."
Su Xiaolou asked in confusion: "What jade?"
"I know, I know, boss. Rumor has it that Jia Zhengzheng was not born for a month, so he suffered from fever for two days and two nights. He invited all the famous doctors in Nanjing but couldn't cure him. Finally, he prepared a coffin and met an old Taoist priest who was wandering around. He took out a gem and put it in the baby's mouth. Not to mention, it actually cured Jia Zhengjing. The old Taoist said that this was the fish pill purple transformed by the thousand-year-old fish monster, which could cure all diseases. The Jia family spent 10,000 yuan. The two bought the piece of jade and made it into an amulet. From then on, Jia Zhengjing never left the jade."
Su Xiaolou didn't believe it: "Is it really so magical? Why didn't I see that guy wearing it just now?"
Xiong Er said: "The Jia family has a very precious piece of jade. Jia Zhengzheng always carries it with him and cannot take it off at will."
Su Xiaolou also became very interested in that piece of jade.
