"Busy, you can still be busier than the gentlemen in the court. They all have time to come to my place. Why don't you have time?" Zheng Juju sneered: "I must have had a good relationship outside, and I have forgotten about Juju a long time ago. !”
Wu Xiaoyi still wanted to explain, but she heard someone outside the hospital clapping her hands and laughing: "This is an eye-opener. Zheng Juju from Pingkangfang can also steal men."
Zheng Juju's face turned red, but he did not let go. He sneered at the woman at the door and said, "Just grab it. Xiao Yi and I grew up together. What does the matter between the two of us have to do with you, Su Su?"
The woman at the door is Wang Susu, who has always been as famous as Zheng Juju. She always strives for three points even if she has nothing to do. What's more, today, I saw her walking into the courtyard door: "So what if we grew up together? The daughter of these three miles has a family." Didn’t some of you grow up with Xiao Yi? He must have something to do when he comes back to the workshop, and if you grabbed him and delayed the business, wouldn’t it cause trouble for him? "
"Who pulled him?" Zheng Juju let go of Wu Xiaoyi's arm: "It's just a cold day, please invite him to the house to drink some soup and snacks, just to show your kindness to the landlord!"
"Drink soup and eat snacks. Which of these Sanqu's daughters' houses doesn't have soup and snacks? Why do you have to come to your house?" Wang Susu was indifferent and her voice was fierce. However, when she turned to Wu Xiaoyi, she completely changed. Voice: "Xiao Yi, there are good Liuqing wine in sister's room, as well as two wind chickens and half a deer leg. Come to my courtyard and wait a while, sister, I will cook for you myself!"
"Only your family has wine and meat, but my family doesn't have any?" Zheng Juju said angrily: "Xiao Yi, don't leave, even if you have delicacies from the mountains and seas, you can do it!"
It turns out that Wu Xiaoyi was raised by Cao Wenzong in Pingkangfang since he was a child. He lived with these daughters' families day and night. He was handsome in appearance, excellent in martial arts, and had a resolute and decisive temperament, which made him popular among these daughters' families. Later, after being driven out by Cao Wenzong, these daughters' families missed him even more. When they saw him today, they even started to fight for him. He hurriedly said: "Sisters, I have some important things to do today. I won't come back until everything is done." It’s not too late to bother you two sisters!”
Seeing this, the two women had no choice but to send Wu Xiaoyi out. Xiaoyi was afraid of being entangled by other women again, so she covered her face with her sleeves and ran quickly towards Cao Wenzong's residence.
Cao Wenzong's residence is the largest in Sanqu. The reason is very simple. In addition to his three sons and two daughters, his family also has about a dozen apprentices. They need enough space to display weapons and practice martial arts. Because they were martial arts practitioners, everyone in Cao's house got up very early. When Wu Xiaoyi arrived, Cao Wenzong had already finished his morning classes and was eating the morning meal.
"Xiao Yi wants to see me?" he asked, putting down his chopsticks.
"That's right, Brother Xiao Yi is at the door!" The speaker was a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a stocky figure and a childlike round face with flushed cheeks, like a big apple.
"Why did he come to my place?" Cao Wenzong put his chopsticks on the table and said, "No!"
"Why don't you see Brother Xiaoyi?" Xiaoman interrupted: "After all, he is also your apprentice!"
"Shut up, I don't have such an apprentice!" Cao Wenzong snorted coldly: "Just because he knows some swordsmanship, he lets his anger take over and kills people on the street. What good results can this have? Not only will he harm himself, but he will also implicate others. Let me tell you, not only will I not see him, but you are also not allowed to get involved with him, otherwise you will not be my disciple, Cao Wenzong!"
Everyone around the dinner table was silent, no one dared to speak, Cao Wenzong threw away his chopsticks and walked out the door. The fat boy had no choice but to go out, but Xiaoman followed from behind: "Leave this matter to me, don't worry about it!"
"Sister Xiaoman, you heard everything the teacher just said!"
"I heard that, I will go back to Silla in a few days anyway, what are you afraid of!" Xiaoman said with a smile: "Brother Xiaoyi finally came here, I can't let him come in vain. Anyway, I will just pass on a message. Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid!”
Xiaoman sent the little fat man away and quickly came to the door. Wu Xiaoyi was wandering beside the door. When he saw Xiaoman coming out, his face changed slightly: "It's you, Xiaoman! Where is the teacher? Isn't he at home?"
"The teacher is busy now and can't come out, so he asked me to come for him!" Xiaoman started to panic but didn't even blink: "Brother Xiaoyi, you haven't been back for a long time. What have you been busy with? Let me tell you. listen?"
"It's nothing, it's just that there's nothing to say about the killings on the street!" Wu Xiaoyi looked a little sad when he heard that Cao Wenzong didn't see him: "Xiaoman, how are you doing recently?"
"Me? Not bad!" Xiaoman smiled and said: "By the way, I will be returning to my hometown in a few days. I would like to say goodbye to Brother Xiaoyi first!"
"Go back to your hometown?" Wu Xiaoyi was stunned when he heard this. He and Cao Wenzong's other disciples were either descendants of generations of Lehu, or adopted orphans, but Xiaoman was a Silla maid sold from overseas. She was seven or eight years old. He was sent to a prostitute in Pingkangli to learn singing and dancing, and planned to raise him and sell him to the nobles in Chang'an City. Then he saw the Cao family's swordsmanship instructor next door, so he followed suit. Wu Xiaoyi knows all this. When she said she wanted to go back to her hometown, did she mean to go back to Silla?
"Xiaoman? I remember you are from Silla, right? If you want to return to your hometown, don't you want to go back to Silla?"
"Not bad, just go back to Silla!" Xiaoman said with a smile: "A few days ago, I met a noble man who was going to Baekje. Baekje is not far from Silla, so I planned to go with him and then transfer there. Baekje!
"A nobleman going to Silla?" Wu Xiaoyi frowned: "Xiaoman, I remember that Baekje is not only a long way away, but also at war. How could there be a nobleman going there? You won't meet a liar, right? ?”
"You're not a liar! That noble man is a soldier from the Ungjin Governor's Office. He returned to Chang'an a few days ago to report on his duties, and will return to Baekje after the work! The teacher has also seen him, and said that he has never seen such a kind-hearted nobleman in his life. Here!" Xiaoman then roughly recounted the events of meeting Wang Wenzuo at Liu Yuanzhen's house, and then meeting his teacher by chance in the East Palace, and how Wang Wenzuo coached the polo team in the East Palace. When Wu Xiaoyi heard this, he nodded slightly: "If it is as you said, this person is quite a hero."
"Brother Xiao Yi, you are also a hero. How about I introduce you to him?"
"No need!" Wu Xiaoyi refused without hesitation. He took out a leather bag from his waist and handed it to Xiaoman: "Since the teacher refuses to see me, you can bring this to the teacher for me. Also, I I have never been here today, and you have never seen me, Xiaoman, do you understand?"
"You've never been here? I've never seen you?"
"That's right!" Wu Xiaoyi's expression became more and more serious: "I have to do a big thing. If it fails, many people will be implicated. Take that bag to the teacher. If anyone comes to ask in the future, even if it is a senior brother, just now Don't mention it!" After saying that, he turned and left without looking back no matter how Xiaoman shouted behind him.
(End of chapter)
