"You little..., you really did something wrong." Zi Sangning said with certainty.
"No, it's impossible. We also have faith, okay? Don't look down on us." Master Yun Chu denied it repeatedly, with a serious look on his face: "It's not like you..."
Zi Sangning smiled and said, "What happened to us?"
“It’s too numerous to describe, it’s outrageous.”
"Little demon, you must have reasons for your speech, okay? You are scolding me indiscriminately like this. Uninformed others may think that I have done something to you. What, am I not kind enough to you?" Hearing the tone, he still smiled. of.
"Indeed, indeed... haha." Master Yun Chu swallowed. He couldn't even count the "mercy" in three days and three nights.
"What, you're not convinced?" The dense water vapor ran into Zi Sangning's eyes, reflecting a little water.
"Don't dare, don't dare. I'm convinced. I will definitely bow down to the ground and worship." Master Yun Chu begged for mercy, but he was not convinced in his heart.
Zi Sangning's gaze lingered on her face, but he quickly looked away.
When can she learn the infinite magic skills, so that she doesn't have to look at people's faces to eat?
Master Yun Chu sighed inwardly and sighed again.
Before long, the table was covered with dishes.
The fragrance was so fragrant that the novice teacher, who had only drank one cup of tea all day, was so hungry that he felt dizzy and began to feast without saying a word.
Looking at the gentle and unhurried posture of the person opposite, he showed disdain. In front of the delicious food, he was still serving it like this.
She rolled her eyes at Zi Sangning and continued to deal with the cakes in front of her.
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Zi Sangning saw a hint of cunning flash across Master Yun Chu's eyes, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
She removed her fierce expression and showed a sweet smile to the second son of the Zhang family, who was still looking confused. "Shopkeeper, your family has such delicious food and a gluttonous feast! It’s simply unforgettable and mouth-watering.”
The contrast between the front and the back was staggering. The second child of the Zhang family hurriedly forced out a smile. The flesh on his face was squeezed into one place, leaving a few gaps: "Where, where, where? The girl is full of praise and praise."
"Eh..." Master Yun Chu waved his hand, protracted his tone, and picked up the bottom of the bowl with only the side wall stained with oil: "Shopkeeper, don't belittle yourself. I'm not lying. Look at your bowl of noodle soup. The elasticity of the tendons cannot be achieved by ten years of work, and the salty aroma of the soup is mixed with a hint of sweetness. When you hold it in your mouth, it leaves a fragrance on your lips and teeth, it's wonderful!"
Master Yun Chu kept praising it, from the two stone lions outside the restaurant to the corners of the bowls and chopsticks inside the building, to everyone from the second son of the Zhang family to the young boy holding the spoon.
The second son of the Zhang family and the waiter in the shop were so happy that they were embarrassed.
Zi Sangning was silent. He didn't even look at Master Yun Chu's bad behavior.
Master Yun Chu looked at Zi Sangning with a cunning look in his eyes, as if "anyway, you know what I said".
For a moment, Zi Sangning had the illusion that she even wanted to praise the shopkeeper's clothes.
Not disappointed, Master Yun Chu acted like that: "Look, Boss Zhang, look at the material of your clothes, you look like a jade tree in the wind, so elegant..."
After saying this, she pursed her lips slightly, and then sighed: "I suffered a lot last time at the noodle stall diagonally across the street. It was really hard to eat. I don't know how the cook had the guts to talk so loudly and dare to talk to the shopkeeper. The equivalent of holding a spoon."
Zi Sangning: "..."
Zi Sangning paused slightly as he picked up the teacup, then picked up the teapot and refilled the tea as if nothing had happened. He blew lightly along the edge of the teacup and tasted it carefully with curled lips.
Just let her be.
The second child of the Zhang family in this room was praised to the highest level, and he was inevitably a little selfless. He no longer dwelled on that troublesome matter. By the way, the waiter who was idle at the counter and picking his hands in a panic was much more pleasing to the eye than usual.
The second child of the Zhang family happily accepted Master Yun Chu's boast.
This guy can't help but praise him.
After all, no one in the world doesn’t like to be praised and recognized by others.
"Shopkeeper, that chef claimed to be from the same family as our chef. Is that really true? Why are they so different?" Master Yun Chu pretended to be confused and broke the casserole to ask.
"Hey, I don't want to talk about it." The second son of the Zhang family hurriedly waved his hands to deny it. As if he was afraid of getting involved with the cook, he raised his head and looked around to confirm, then lowered his voice: "There seems to be a murder at that noodle stall. The girl has been there recently. But don’t go, it’s very bad and unlucky!”
"Ah? How could it be?" Master Yunchu looked surprised and doubtful: "I saw that stall doing business yesterday? Shopkeeper, I don't want to talk about that."
"Hey, girl, it's the two old couples who disappeared earlier." The waiter with sharp ears hurriedly came over after hearing this, lowering his head and deliberately lowering his voice to appear particularly mysterious: "Xu is dead, and now their son is here Then it’s open.”
"Ah? Dead?" Master Yun Chu's face suddenly turned pale with fright, and there was a slight tremor in his voice: "Brother, don't talk nonsense when the sky is bright and clear."
The waiter in the shop was quite simple and honest, but he didn't want others to doubt him. He immediately became anxious and his voice suddenly increased: "How could it not be? Yesterday, my wife and I went to the temple to offer incense, and we saw that shop My son lit three everlasting lanterns. Isn’t he dead? Moreover, the neighbors usually look up and look down, so why can’t they see the old couple in the past few days? Isn’t that why they are gone? "
"Three lanterns? Isn't it the saying that a green lantern accompanies the ancient Buddha, and on the way home, the dreams of the past are gone, and once the road is overturned, the blue clouds will rise? How can it be three? Could it be that the bright flame of the green lantern makes the little brother dizzy? Did you admit the wrong person?" Master Yun Chu was confused and uneasy, twisting the handkerchief and making wrinkles.
The waiter waved his hand: "No way! He was not far from me that day, and he would never admit his mistake."
When the waiter in the shop saw that the little girl's face was turning pale and losing blood, his tone suddenly softened a bit: "Girl, it's best to be careful when you go out. The world seems peaceful and uncaring, but in fact it is dilapidated and lurks in danger. No matter what the official says, No matter how you sew or mend it, there will always be some flaws and cracks.”
Finally, he added: "But Mr. Yan was retaliated against. Although this kind of thing has been suppressed and others don't know about it, I feel like a mirror in my heart. Isn't it the same thing as the year before last?"
Isn’t this something that the entire Qingsang County knows?
Zi Sangning interjected: "What happened the year before last? Can you please tell me more about it?"
"Hey, sir, you don't know something..." The waiter immediately started talking, pushing aside the second son of the Zhang family and standing in front of them: "A few years ago, a group of bandits appeared on Huaguang Mountain, but what they specialized in They made a living by smuggling salt and iron and smuggling medicinal materials. No one knew about it at first, but later their partnership failed, and then someone secretly went to the Yamen to sue them. Mr. Yan showed his skills and arrested the bandit leader within three months, and captured the thief first. King, the rest of the group were also frightened and ran away after hearing the sound. But..."
The waiter paused, thinking he had lowered his voice, and then continued: "A few days ago, I heard that the Yamen was compromised. The body of Captain Yan was burned beyond recognition. It seemed like a thief had broken into the Yamen..."
"The legal system is open and there are no leaks. The official has tried his best to investigate and deal with the case. If you continue to talk nonsense and scaremongering here, go to the kitchen and help wash the dishes." The second son of the Zhang family was being praised happily. Not wanting to see the waiter say such nonsense, he slapped the waiter on the back of the head.
The waiter said "oh" in pain, quickly admitted his mistake, and had to shut up angrily.
"Boss Zhang's words are reasonable. I must have been dazzled by this. If it is really a murder, then the official will definitely be able to arrest the murderer soon and never let innocent people suffer injustice..."
Master Yun Chu said with a righteous and awe-inspiring face, full of righteous indignation.
All he had to do was sit in court and be stunned to death.
The second son of the Zhang family couldn't help but want to clap his hands and cheer.
"It is indeed true. How can we ordinary people take care of that? That is what the officials should worry about..."
A pair of red lanterns were hung on the lantern poles outside the restaurant. The bamboo lanterns were pasted with red words "happy" on the pulp paper, and there were long floating tassels on the bottom. The wind blew by and made a swishing sound.
The streets and alleys of Qingsang County were covered with notices and the crowds were dense, with a large number of people surrounding them.
Everyone stared at the notice on it and started talking about it, but no one was sure of it.
There was also a small portrait attached to the notice, but none of them recognized it. They looked very unfamiliar, and they didn't look like people from around here.
"What does it say? Who comes out to read it to everyone?" Someone in the crowd spoke up, and everyone nodded.
"Yeah, everyone can't understand..."
An elderly man came out of the crowd. He was well-dressed and stroking his goatee. He looked like he was highly respected and knowledgeable.
He got close to the notice and read it loudly: "The thief Wang Yi is a descendant of Jiang Yang's robber who was beheaded the year before last. He took private revenge and assassinated officials. Unable to die, he sneaked into the government at night, set fire to the corpse, destroyed evidence, and harmed the party. Now the government has arrested him. He will be beheaded immediately to show the public. I hope fellow villagers, if you find anyone with evil intentions, you can immediately go to the government to report the case, eliminate the traitors, and create a Qingming Festival together."
Someone spat at the little portrait: "Bah, you dare to harm Mr. Yan, you should be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts."
Everyone echoed again: "Fortunately, the official tied him up."
The middle-aged woman on the side tightened the basket on her arm and said, "Hey, this traitor is so bold and dares to set fire to the corpse. It's terrible."
A middle-aged man interjected: "Isn't that right? Fortunately, the official caught them. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to imagine..."
"Everyone, you'd better go back and take a closer look to see if there's anyone you've met recently. Damn it, I'm sure it's another thief..."
"Let's go, let's go..."
The crowd dispersed again and gathered again.
The old man stood there stroking his goatee and lost in thought.
After a long time, he slowly walked away.
The wind is still howling, the snow is still falling, and the flags are fluttering.
The signs became more and more blurred behind him, and so did the crowd...
