When the postman saw no one around, he said carefully: "People's hearts are separated from each other. Who can know what they are thinking? But I think those two people are scholars. Maybe they are jealous of you after learning that you are also a scholar." Have you eaten the fishy phase?"
"What's wrong with eating each other? Are you trying to say that we cherish each other?"
Ye Wumian shook his head and said, "There are many scholars in this inn, and I'm not the only one. This reason doesn't make sense."
The postman scratched his head in embarrassment and said to himself: "It's strange. Cats like to eat fishy food. The idiom "fishy and fishy eat together" was coined just now. How could fishy and fishy attract each other? That's right, fishy smell is You use your nose to inhale, so it’s okay to inhale each other..."
Seeing his stupid look, Ye Wumian shook his head.
I was about to refuse him and send him away.
At this time, the voice of a delicate scribe came from downstairs.
"Empress Li's lyrics are so well written: 'There is no place to arrange things in this world!' The two of us came late tonight, and there is no place to arrange things in this inn!"
This sound is like a stream of spring water, clear and pleasant to the ear. When I listen to it all night long, I feel very good about it.
The postman was relieved and said with an expression on his face: "Master Xiucai, here we come, these two people want to come to you for convenience and want to spend the night with you. How about you communicate on your own? The younger one will go down first."
Where the finger pointed, two scribes in green robes held hands and stepped on the stairs, "click", "click", up the stairs.
When they arrived in front of Ye Wumian, they all bowed and saluted to Ye Wumian very respectfully. The etiquette was so thoughtful that no one could fault him.
Taking advantage of the gap between the two of them saluting, the postman sneaked away, touching his pockets as he left, looking comfortable.
Under the light of the inn corridor, Ye Wumian could clearly see the faces of the two scribes.
One person is about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a short body, thick eyebrows, and average appearance; the other person is twenty-one or twelve years old, past his prime, with a slender and well-proportioned body, rich and handsome, like a person who does not have the atmosphere of the world. A handsome scribe.
Both of them had wet marks on their bodies, presumably because the weather conditions outside were not good and they were exposed to the wind and rain.
After Ye Wumian returned the greeting, the short scribe smiled and said, "Is this Brother Luo Zizai? I am from Xiayintai, a native of Ji'an, Jiangxi. This is Brother Wenjia and Wen Xiucheng, a native of Changzhou, Nanzhili, and his ancestral home is Hengshan County, Huguang. , is a disciple of the Hengshan Sect, the giant martial arts sect in central and southern Hunan. The two of us have taken the liberty of disturbing you tonight, and I feel really uneasy."
Ye Wumian asked curiously: "Let's not talk about the rest for now. First, tell me, how do you know my name?"
Yin Tai smiled apologetically and said, "Young brother spent a little money to get the guest account book from the postman, and then you saw Brother Luo's name registered in the book."
I see.
No wonder the postman was so arrogant and then respectful to Ye Wumian because he accepted money from Yin Tai to help him with things.
Money can really make the world go round.
Before Ye Wumian could speak, Yin Tai said again: "Brother Luo, the postman just now must have briefly explained the situation to you. Alas, God was not kind. Due to the delay of the wind and snow in the evening, the journey between the two of us was not smooth. I came late, and there is no room to stay. It’s freezing outside, and I don’t dare to deal with it blindly in the wilderness, so I have to come and stay in your room for one night. We won’t make it difficult for you, and we would like to attach two liang... …No, I don’t know what to do with you, three taels of silver?”
Ye Wumian looked at the two of them and saw that their breathing was steady, so he knew that they were both masters with internal strength.
Especially Wenjia, who has been silent all this time, is more likely to be in the realm of reverse communication.
Alarm bells blared in my mind during sleepless nights.
After bathing in the wind and rain of the world, he is no longer a novice in the world with his vigilance now.
Especially these two people are still warriors with internal strength, and they cannot be taken lightly.
"The account book has a full list of people registered. Why did you two just find me?"
He looked at the two of them suspiciously and asked another question.
Yin Tai said sincerely: "There are two reasons. One is that the room with the local name has three beds. Brother Luo only has two people. He must be able to spare one bed for me and two people to sleep together. The other is that I asked the postman. , the postman said that Brother Luo was also a scholar, and he was very handsome, so the two of us began to admire and get to know each other. We have both of them, so we had no choice but to be shameless and ask for Brother Luo. "
Ye Wumian watched as his words didn't sound like he was lying, so he hesitated for a while.
He thought to himself: "It's just for one night, so it's not impossible for them to stay here. I don't feel well at night. If they have any bad intentions or thoughts, how can they hide it from my ears!"
Just as he was about to agree, Xiao Qianyun came out cursing: "Who is staying up late at night and coming to my door to make trouble!"
As soon as he entered the room, Xiao Qianyun took off his shoes, got dressed and went to bed.
He was such a big man, he sweated a lot every day, and he was constantly on the road, so his feet were extremely sweaty and smelly. Ye Wumian is a person with a keen sense of smell, so he couldn't smell the smell of his feet, so he planned to go downstairs to eat noodles to avoid the smell.
Now that his sleep was disturbed, Xiao Qianyun was very displeased. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and came out with a nine-ring machete. He had the momentum to fight if he disagreed.
Unexpectedly, when they saw him, Wen Jia, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said happily: "Uncle Xiao Shi, is it you?"
Xiao Qianyun was silent for a moment, wiped his eyes clear, and saw Wen Jia's appearance. He was surprised and happy, threw the machete aside, and shouted: "Second nephew Wen, is this my second nephew Wen here?" ?”
“We haven’t seen each other for three years, but Uncle Xiao is still as charming as ever!”
Wen Jia seemed to be a free and easy person, not reserved as a scholar, and he hugged Xiao Qianyun and smiled.
Ye Wumian looked at Xiao Qianyun and asked, "Do you know each other?"
Xiao Qianyun said with a smile: "We know each other. He is the second son of my good brother Wen Zhengming."
"Wen... Wen Zhengming?"
Xiao Qianyun laughed loudly: "Wen Zhengming is one of the four talented people in Wuzhong who is as famous as Tang Bohu! He is also Tang Bohu's good friend."
Ye Wumian nodded.
I remember Xiao Qianyun once said that he was an old friend of Tang Jieyuan of the Hongzhi Dynasty.
Ye Wumian looked at Xiao Qianyun with admiration: such a rough man actually knew Wen Zhengming and Tang Bohu, two scribes who were good at writing.
As expected, people cannot be judged by their appearance.
Ye Wumian smiled and said: "The four great joys in life: the night of flowers and candles in the wedding room, the rain after a long drought, meeting an old friend in a foreign land, and being named on the gold medal list. Old Xiao, you can be considered happy tonight."
Xiao Qianyun patted Wen Jia on the shoulder and said, "That's right. I'm more happy to meet my second nephew Wen tonight than to have a bridal chamber! By the way, speaking of the bridal chamber, second nephew Wen, you must sleep with me." One bed!”
In front of Xiao Qianyun, Wenjia did not dare to show off the master's rules and obeyed the order respectfully: "Yes, my nephew will obey Xiao Shishu's order."
Since Xiao Qianyun wanted Wenjia to sleep with him, Ye Wumian naturally didn't say anything more. He opened the door and said, "You two, please come in."
Yin Tai and Wen Jia came in and put their things away.
Sleepless night, I stood in the corridor outside the door, thinking about whether to eat a bowl of noodles.
But he could hear the sound of Yin Terrace, as clear as spring water, separated by a wall, secretly saying to Wen Jia:
"Brother Xiucheng, that Luo Zizai is so handsome. I have never seen anyone like him in the world. Even you would feel ashamed. Is there really such a person in this world? I think she is afraid. She is a girl who has been transformed into a hairpin and disguised as a man!"
His voice was so weak that I thought I couldn't hear it.
But after the meridians were reversed, his hearing was very sensitive, and he had no sleep at night and he was the best in the realm of reverse passage. Naturally, this little trouble could not be hidden from his ears.
Ye Wumian couldn't help but laugh, looking at Chu Yan in the next room, opening the door and walking out. A pair of talking eyes looked at him, as if he wanted to discuss something with him, and he quickly made a gesture of silence.
Wen Jia lowered his voice and said, "If it's a woman, how will you treat her?"
Yin Tai whispered: "Brother Wen, I have reached the age where love begins. If you are a woman, then I will inevitably show off my talent in front of her to attract her so that she will like me. However, just to be safe. , can you help me ask your Uncle Xiao, and confirm for me whether he is really a woman?"
Wen Jia said calmly: "I don't know if she is a woman, and I am too lazy to ask for you, but I see that his cultivation is at the realm of reverse communication, and it is much better than mine. He may have cultivated Confucian internal strength, and he has Master of reverse communication, do you think he can appreciate your talent?"
After a moment of silence, Ye Wumian accurately heard Yin Tai take a breath.
"It's actually a reverse cultivation? It's so terrifying! Then I still can't do it."
