Ximen Bei's book is quite popular in a certain small circle.
Several of his works were even excerpted and used as textbooks in academies.
Zheng Xiu glanced at the message on the brocade box in the basket.
Um?
"Mrs. Jiang Gaoyi is also a loyal reader of Ximen Bei, and she gave him a sapphire paperweight as a gift."
"Can I go in and wait for Mr. Ximen to return?"
Although Zheng Xiu became the prince, he did not use his power to overwhelm others.
The boy was worried when he heard this: "But the teacher goes out to collect materials, which can take as short as three to five days, or as long as a few months... I am afraid that the prince will not be able to wait for the teacher to come back."
"It's okay, I'll just go in and take a look."
Zheng Xiu took a step forward as he spoke, and the young book boy made a crying dolphin sound from his mouth: "My lord, you must not do it, you must not do it, the teacher will scold him to death when he comes back!"
It seemed that Ximen Bei had told no one to enter his study, but today the person who came was the prince of the dynasty. The scholar had a low status and could not stop him, so he was in such a difficult situation.
"In that case." Zheng Xiu stopped and walked out of the door: "I will visit you another day."
As soon as he stepped out of the threshold, Zheng Xiu blew a whistle, and Qing Shisan came as invited. He silently stretched out his hand and tapped the boy's neck lightly, knocking the boy down who had no strength to restrain him.
After Qing Shisan put down the book boy, he blew out a puff of smoke. The smoke instantly enveloped the courtyard, and the wisps of smoke were like hands, closing the courtyard door tightly.
"Your Majesty, what are you doing..." Qing Shisan put down the book boy, blew the smoke to set off the barrier, and closed the courtyard door tightly. This set of actions was so skillful that it made people feel distressed, and he did it in one go. Then he frowned and said, "Trespassing into a private house?"
Zheng Xiu squinted his eyes and smiled: "Is there anything in the world that is not the king's soil?"
Qing Shisan was speechless: "But my lord, your land is in Shuzhou."
"Almost, almost. Don't worry about such details."
Zheng Xiu knew Qing Shisan well. Qing Shisan was a pure talker, and if he really wanted to do something exciting, he would definitely do it more happily than anyone else. There was a lock on the door. Zheng Xiu weighed it and was about to ask Qing Shisan to think of a solution. The window on one side had already been unlocked from the inside. The "other" Qing Shisan smiled and waved to the Red King: "Your Majesty, this way! "
Zheng Xiu was stunned: "My majestic King Qianchi, you want me to climb in through the window?"
"Okay! Then Qing Mou will kick the door open!" Qing Shisan stood outside the house and raised his legs.
Zheng Xiu immediately jumped in from the window.
After entering Ximen Bei's study, Qing Shisan had already walked around the room and opened all the windows for ventilation.
"Your Majesty, there is indeed no one inside."
"I know."
Zheng Xiu looked at the inner room. The inner room was elegantly decorated, with several unnamed paintings hanging on the walls and many antiques on the bookshelves. The whole study exuded an antique flavor, which was quite in line with Zheng Xiu's concept of "literati". "impression.
This is a "literati". The level of a literati like Mo Jiu who only knows how to copy books is too low. He smells like a copycat. If you have a chance another day, you should order some of that kid.
Zheng Xiu thought about it and turned around, but didn't find anything strange. There is a long eucalyptus in the study. There are many papers scattered on the eucalyptus, some are folded into a pile. There are pens, inks, papers and inkstones on the corner of the table. Apparently this is where Ximen Bei usually creates.
The pile of paper on the table is Ximen Bei's unfinished new book. The title is "Exin Juanxiu", and Zheng Xiu is trying to read it.
"E Xin Juan Xiu" tells the story of a "Xiu'e".
Xiu'e grew up in a remote mountain village.
A kind of sweet fruit is grown all over the mountains and fields in the village. The villagers can't eat all of it, and many of them rot in the ground every year.
One year, a young man named "Dadi" decided to help his fellow villagers get rich by selling sweet fruits. He traveled for three years, met many people, and bought sweet fruits at a price of six cents per catty.
Xiu'e accidentally discovered that young Dadi made a profit on the price difference when buying sweet fruits. The sweet fruits that Dadi received from outside were charged "seven cents" per pound. So the upright Xiu'e scolded the young man in front of the villagers and elders, saying that he was making money from the villagers.
The villagers yelled and cursed, scolding the young people for not making money from the villagers and elders.
Dadi felt aggrieved and quit in anger and left the village. Seeing that no one cared about the sweet fruits all over the mountains and plains, the villagers scratched their heads. At this time, the kind-hearted Xiu'e bravely stood up and promised to find a way to sell the sweet fruits. It was only after she entered the city that she realized something was wrong. It turned out that sweet fruits were grown in the surrounding mountains. The purchase price of sweet fruits in the city was getting lower and lower. Seven cents was the price in the early years. Nowadays, some mountains even sell only Five cents a pound.
Xiu'e remembered the promise she had made to the villagers, so she gritted her teeth and approached the local wealthy businessman. An old wealthy businessman, attracted by Xiu'e's beauty, proposed to take Xiu'e as his concubine. Xiu'e gritted his teeth and agreed. Because of Xiu'e's sacrifice, the sweet fruits of the villagers were finally sold for seven cents.
The good times did not last long, and the second year there was an overflow of sweet fruits. The rich man was not happy and thought it was a loss-making business, so he sold Xiu'e to a brothel. Xiu'e cried in tears every day in the brothel, but she worked hard to make money by accepting customers. She always bought sweet fruits from the villagers for seven cents.
A few years later, Young Dadi reunited with Xiu'e in a brothel. After learning Xiu'e's tragic story, he cried bitterly and the two embraced each other. Young Dadi chose to forgive her on the spot. Her wanderings over the years were just a matter of going out to experience things, and the two finally returned to the simple mountain village and lived a life free from the world.
…
Reading time always goes by so fast.
Time passed quietly with the sound of turning pages.
"My lord, why are you crying?"
When Qing Shisan's confused voice sounded in his ears, Zheng Xiu came back to his senses, stared blankly at the confused Qing Pi, and said to himself: "Yes, why the hell should I cry?"
He touched his face, which was wet, salty, and if nothing else, it was tears.
Zheng Xiu put down the pile of drafts in shock and said in surprise: "Eh, no, why should I cry?!"
There was something wrong with Zheng Xiu's surprised and suspicious voice. Qing Shisan picked up the draft in confusion and read it patiently.
Qing Shisan was wiping tears while reading.
In the end, the two of them looked at each other: "Why are we crying?"
After a moment, a chill came over him, and Zheng Xiu took a few steps back in fright, staring at the draft on the table warily.
Qing Shisan’s reaction was similar to Zheng Xiu’s.
It stands to reason that the stories written in the book cannot be sympathized with. It is not so much that Zheng Xiu sympathized with the stories in it, but rather... was contaminated by the plot in it.
hiss……
After calming down, Qing Shisan looked solemn, stared at the pile of drafts with murderous eyes, and said a four-word evaluation: "Extraordinary."
Zheng Xiu also nodded with sincerity. It seemed that he couldn't read any more of this guy's books.
Qing Shisan asked: "My lord, do you suspect that he is...?"
Zheng Xiu smiled bitterly: "Everyone looks like a candle to me now."
"My lord, you are sick."
When Qing Shisan heard this, he didn't realize that it was the prince who was being suspicious and sighed.
"It's not a bad thing to be cautious."
Qing Shisan understood and nodded vigorously: "I'll let the brothers keep an eye on it."
This matter was settled in a few words between the master and the servant.
After Zheng Xiu and Qing Shisan left, it took a while for the book boy to wake up staggeringly. When he woke up, he found that he had fallen asleep lying on the stone table in the yard. He was so frightened that he looked at the door lock of the study, and found that the door and window of the study were tightly closed, and he felt relieved.
Just like what Zheng Xiu said to Qing Shisan, since the "Night Lord" disappeared, he is indeed a little suspicious now, seeing that everyone looks like a candle. But if Zheng Xiu’s guess was right at the beginning, Zhu probably wouldn’t dare to approach the imperial city. It is unlikely that Ximen Bei is Zhu.
Regardless of whether Ximen Bei is a natural stranger or not, the "literary" path he follows means that the things he writes have strange lethality. He can calmly arouse the emotions of Zheng Xiu and Qing Shisan through words. This is It's a different kind of "scary".
"You don't have to use a knife to kill someone."
Later, when Zheng Xiu told Feng Bei about this incident, he was quite sad and lamented: "Literati, painters, chess players, officials, doctors, some of the top nine ranks may look gentle and weak, but in fact they have a different kind of fear." This place kills people and kills their hearts, and while killing their hearts, they can also kill people."
"Weak...weak?" Feng Bei heard this and slowly asked a question: "But half of the city collapsed with one punch."
Zheng Xiu didn't answer, and thought to himself: "The same is true for painters, more so."
Feng Bei refused and said, "But you destroyed half the city with one punch."
"Meow, meow, meow, meow!"
[Fool, fool, fool! 】
The orange cat smiled and rolled on the ground.
Zheng Xiu reasonably suspected that the orange cat was not completely drunk that night when he and Wei Chen had dinner. He remembered Zheng Xiu calling him a silly cat, and now he was trying to get revenge on him.
In the early days of the official opening of the Disaster Prevention Bureau, the Disaster Prevention Bureau finally started to operate successfully. As the leader of the Disaster Prevention Bureau, Zheng Xiu has not been idle these days. In addition to practicing swordsmanship, playing with cats, flirting with phoenixes, and soaking in poison to gain experience, Zheng Xiu read all the secret records left by Wei Young and the Secret Service the night before.
Ye Weiyang didn't leave behind much useful information. They were all sealed files from the past twenty years. It is undoubtedly a fantasy to find Zhu's hiding place from these secret records.
On the contrary, the secret records accumulated by the Secret Service over the years brought Zheng Xiu many surprises. Since the emperor gave Yin Qingqing to him, Yin Qingqing has gradually become accustomed to his new identity. Even though his words are still neither salty nor indifferent, from some details, it can be seen that Yin Qingqing's attitude towards Zheng Xiu has truly changed. changes.
She took the initiative to hand over the secret records of the Ministry of Secrets to Zheng Xiu, which contained many anecdotal legends from ancient scrolls and legends about the mountains and wild places. Zheng Xiu found speculation about the "source of alien abilities" in a secret volume left behind ten years ago.
It is said above that the reason why foreigners are born to occupy the door is because the existence of foreigners itself is between "eternal darkness" and "eternal world". This concept coincides with Zheng Xiu's speculation about "humanoid ghosts". Because of the special characteristics of the aliens, they can use a thing called "foul air" in "Eternal Darkness" to evolve the "foul air" into various special abilities.
And everything the "thaumaturge" practices is nothing more than pretending to be a "stranger".
Limited by the limitations of the times and horizons, the speculations in the secret volume are only superficial, without elaborating on deeper theories. There are many similar secret volumes. Zheng Xiu spent several days reading them in one go. Not to mention he benefited a lot, at least he gained a little bit.
Since the "Raven Death" incident, the sky in the Imperial City has been clean for a while. Recently, some people have noticed that there are several dark red crows circling in the sky from time to time, stopping among the flying buttresses of the pavilions.
That was Wei Chen's "Blood Crow".
The blood crows are equivalent to Wei Chen's eyes. Because the crow farmer himself is disabled, he cannot spread the blood crows all over the world like the Night Lord did before, but it is not a big problem to put a few of them in the sky to keep an eye on them.
Wei Chen didn't hide this. He told Zheng Xiu that twenty years ago, a broken piece of a "one-eyed crow farmer" escaped and traveled to the desert. Now hidden in the incomplete base camp "Mirage" in the desert.
"Mirage" is the special skill of "Shan Kui", who is the best at defensive skills among the ten leaders of the incomplete building. It can be said that these Da Weiyangs searched for Quanquan Building overtly and secretly, and even found traces of Quanquan Building in the desert, but were unable to do anything to Quanquan Building. It was precisely because of the "mirage" of "Shan Kui"'s protective technique.
Among the ten leaders of the incomplete building, those who are now receiving money to work at the disaster prevention bureau include "Snake", "Ye", "Kong", and the former "Yao" who is now a monk. The ten chiefs of Qianquanlou each have their own strengths. They have been able to secretly fight Ye Weiyang for many years, which shows that they are quite capable.
The two sisters Snake and Ye would visit her from time to time, go to Prince Chi's Mansion to have food and keep in touch with each other. After going back and forth, Zheng Xiu also figured out the path taken by the twin sisters.
The younger sister "Ying Ying", the "Snake", takes the path of "Shen Tiao Witch", while the older sister "Ye", who is overwhelmed by the burden, takes the path of "Musician".
Nowadays, there are countless strange people around Zheng Xiu, who are many times more powerful than the original "Zheng Family". The combination of the three, Quanquanlou, Ye Weiyang's old tribe, and the Zheng Family Brotherhood, gave birth to a new organization called "Chang An Disaster Prevention and Control Bureau" giant. Zheng Xiu is confident that even if Zhu lives for a thousand years, as long as he is still hiding, it means that there is something in the imperial city that he is afraid of. If he dares to come, Zheng Xiu has a certain degree of confidence and will leave Zhu in the city and not go out. .
A few days passed in the blink of an eye.
Ximen Bei, who had gone out to collect materials, had not returned yet. Zheng Xiu was stared at and ignored the matter for the time being.
Another wild stranger living in the city - [Credit Knife Man] Sun Erming, a poor man who had been stuck with the Red King for a long time in his cultivation, Zheng Xiu took the time to meet him.
When Zheng Xiu found Sun Erming, he was hiding in Dali Temple, dirty and homeless, eating the leftovers brought from Xiangmanlou. Even so, these are the most expensive dishes in Xiangmanlou, and they were almost untouched. Sun Erming ate them very happily.
Sun Erming had never shown any particular strength in front of Zheng Xiu, nor was he particularly weak. But Zheng Xiu, with the idea of "never underestimate any stranger", extended an olive branch to Sun Erming: "Did the Disaster Prevention Bureau hear about it?"
Sun Erming nodded blankly, with the piece of dog skin plaster still attached to his face.
Zheng Xiu smiled and said: "As long as you are willing, the position of 'Pillar' is yours, and you can get glory and wealth at your fingertips."
The young knife owner hesitated and did not agree immediately.
His promotion path was stuck with Zheng Xiu, and his future was in jeopardy. He had been waiting for the "divination" to come true, but Zheng Xiu couldn't, and it was miserable.
Zheng Xiu was not in a hurry. Not long after he said goodbye to Sun Erming, in early August, Lu Zhen's "Qiu Zi Eucalyptus" finally came to an end.
It was a sunny afternoon. After lunch, Zheng Xiu secretly waved to Feng Bei. Feng Bei understood and the two of them got into the room.
Zheng Xiu took off his shirt, revealing his increasingly muscular upper body.
"It shouldn't matter if you don't do anything else, right?" Zheng Xiu persuaded earnestly: "Look, the king has a lot of affairs recently, his shoulders are heavy, his back is sore, and he is overworked. If the king collapses from exhaustion, it won't work here. If it doesn’t work there, you will be the one who suffers in the future...it’s you too!”
Feng Bei was kind-hearted. Even though he still had doubts in his heart and hesitated for a while, he still agreed.
Zheng Xiu was lying on his stomach, Feng Bei was riding on Zheng Xiu, and his hands were gently pressing on Zheng Xiu's shoulders, waist and back.
"Madam's technique is as good as ever."
While Zheng Xiu was enjoying Feng Bei's great health care, Chang Shi Hui lit up at an inappropriate time.
Zheng Xiu looked at the call notification and answered the call.
"It's not good, it's not good, it's not good!"
As soon as the phone was connected, Xi'er's opening lightning struck. She panicked, holding Chang Shihui in her hands and shouted:
"Brother Crab, Brother Crab,"
"He's pregnant!"
On the other side of Chang Shihui, in addition to Xi'er's voice, there are also the weak and helpless cries of the young man and Jun Buxiao's playful laughter.
"Hehehe, I'm so happy! Congratulations!"
Xi'er was so anxious that she didn't notice Feng Bei riding on Zheng Xiu for a short time.
The one who kills everyone he sees.
The hand carries the ominous Feng Bei.
He is giving the Red King gentle health care.
If word got out, it would be a major event that would shake the entire bureau.
"Who's pregnant?"
Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei were stunned at the same time when they heard this.
"Mo Lie! The one who vomits whenever he sees a praying mantis!"
"Fuck?" The amount of information was too big, and it took Zheng Xiu a while to recover. He was stunned for a while: "How could he be pregnant? No, how did he get there? No, how could he really be a man? Pregnant?"
hiss…
this…
So evil?
Zheng Xiu's heart skipped a beat.
Before Xi'er could talk about the cause and effect, Zheng Xiu's mind raced and he quickly figured it out.
Jun Buxiao took the order to investigate, and he brought helpers.
It's better to say it's a helper than it is for demining.
He was familiar with Douxie in the past, so he called him.
Dou Xie was ignorant and wanted to get a promotion and a salary increase to prove himself, so he went there stupidly.
I got pregnant as soon as I went.
"Aren't you laughing?"
Xi'er: "He is smiling next to me!"
Zheng Xiu said expressionlessly: "Tell him that the person he took out died, and the pension will be deducted from his salary."
The laughter stopped abruptly.
Xi'er glanced back dullly, then turned back: "He cried!"
Jun Buxiao is a guy who recognizes money but not people. He was far from loyal to his former night master. This kind of person was easy to use, but not easy to use either.
Xi'eryan told the story of Mo Jie's pregnancy in a concise and concise manner.
As expected, what Zheng Xiu had guessed was similar. Mo Jie didn't even understand the origin of the "Wutong Temple", so he went in confidently holding the handwritten book.
After he became pregnant, he cried and recited "Haoran's Righteous Song" to no avail.
"What now?"
Xi'er didn't know what to do.
This is her first time encountering this kind of thing. What should a man do if he becomes pregnant? Xi'er was confused.
Zheng Xiu was not sure and hesitated: "Give birth?"
Xi'er was dumbfounded: "Where did he come from? There are no men..."
She was about to say that men don't have that kind of thing, but when she thought about it carefully, her pretty face turned red, as if she insisted that she still had that kind of thing. She didn't know what she thought of, and after blushing, she took a deep breath.
