"Sister, the fish soup here in Xunyang is better tasting and saltier. The food outside is too bland.

"Sister, what are you looking at? What's so interesting about the bullshit articles on the wall? They're not pictures of handsome men and beautiful women.

"Sister, why do you really like these things? Last time I went shopping for lanterns during the Lantern Festival, I almost fell asleep because of the lantern riddles. Fortunately, a few brats who followed you appeared behind me and cheered me up.

"Sister, what exactly is the health-preserving tea ceremony on the top floor above? Why did the shopkeeper and maid at the counter not let us go up when they saw us? Why are they not accepting customers for the time being?

"But I clearly saw some men coming up. Are they looking for food?"

On the second floor of Yunshui Pavilion, at a dining table next to the window, Fang Shengnan held a large bowl of fish soup in both hands, drank a few mouthfuls to warm his stomach, and talked a lot.

"Even rice and soup can't stop your mouth."

Fang Juxiu shook his head, his eyes still falling on a white wall not far away where poems were posted for people to appreciate.

"It's long since I've fallen behind when it comes to eating and sleeping without saying anything. Now that I'm in the world, I have to drink a lot of wine and eat meat. There are heroes in talking and laughing, and there are no weaklings in the world..."

After Fang Shengnan went out this time, he accumulated a series of special knowledge reserves.

As if remembering something, she put down the bowl, leaned forward, and lowered her voice with a mysterious look on her face:

"Sister, I heard from the young heroes I know that at the last secret meeting, there were only about ten people who were qualified to enter the innermost meeting and met Her Excellency Lady Yunmeng. They were all powerful figures in the world.

Or he is a master who has hidden deep qi training skills. I heard that before the secret meeting dispersed, the two ladies cooked a rare snow white sturgeon in a big cauldron to entertain these attendees."

Fang Shengnan licked his lips and said with envy:

"It's so honorable, sister. What does this snow white sturgeon soup taste like? Is it different from what we drink?"

At this point, she straightened her back and clenched her fists: "This is how a great heroine should act."

Fang raised his sleeves and sighed: "Okay, don't eat what's in the bowl and look at what's in the pot."

"Sister, people always have something to look forward to in life. What's the difference between not having dreams and salted fish?"

Fang Shengnan muttered a few words stubbornly, and then asked expectantly:

"Sister, do you think that if we take Yue... and bring the young master back safe and sound, are we also qualified to let them cook white sturgeon in a green cauldron and taste the taste?"

"Shh."

Fang raised his sleeves and turned around, glared at Fang Shengnan, who shrank his head and hurriedly kept silent.

"What is sister looking at?"

Seeing Fang Juxiu continue to turn his head, Fang Shengnan followed his sister's gaze and looked towards the wall with poems in the distance.

In the most conspicuous place, there is a poem carefully framed by the shop owner.

"The Green Jade Case on New Year's Eve...the east wind blows thousands of trees and flowers...and blows down the stars like rain...the BMW carvings fill the road with the fragrance..."

Because of the distance, she had to squint to roughly see the ink characters on the poem raft. She read it out loud and asked curiously halfway through:

"...The sound of the phoenix flute, the light of the jade pot, the dancing of fish and dragons all night long...What is this? Inscribed...Ouyang Lianghan?"

"Shengnan, please keep your voice down." Fang raised his sleeves and shook his head.

Fang Shengnan, on the other hand, was like a furry cat. He slapped his sword on the table and said angrily:

"Sister, isn't this the dog official? He is currently the governor of Jiangzhou, a pawn who is willing to make statues for the imperial court, and who is willing to make statues for the imperial court. Now the people in the Tiannan Jianghu want to get rid of him."

Fang raised his sleeves and was silent for a moment, withdrew his gaze, lowered his head slightly, and ate his soup.

"maybe."

"What maybe? It's obvious that when this person first took up the post of chief minister, I had a good impression of him. I heard that he was a world-famous gentleman who once prayed for the people... But now it's better. He has become a high official and has begun to covet power.

, who bowed his head without saying a word to build a statue of the empress in Luoyang, who was willing to be an accomplice and wasted his life and money... Now all the righteous young heroes in the world regret looking at him by mistake. "

Fang Shengnan, who likes to drink from large bowls and eat large pieces of meat, saw his sister eating her food in small bites in a very gentle and ladylike manner, just like at home. At the same time, she also heard a plain tone:

“To see how a person is, you don’t need to look at other people’s evaluations, but to look at what he has done, check out his policy measures, and look at his articles, words and deeds.

"For example, if you say that he has wasted his life and money, then you should go and see the giant Buddha in Xunyang Grottoes and ask the people of Xunyang what they think of him, instead of listening to some gangsters who are neither in Xunyang nor in Jiangzhou.

Chivalry, a general term for him.

"Most of their judgments are based on their own positions. They can easily be superficial and arbitrary, you know."

Fang raised his sleeves and stretched out his hands to fill her with another bowl of hot and steamy fish soup, and his voice became gentle:

"Katsuo, since you want to be a heroine who eliminates violence and performs chivalry and justice, you shouldn't have any interests. You need to have less contact with them in the future. You have an impatient temper and are easily influenced. Your brain is easy to follow.

Others leave, but you have to think about everything yourself and ask if this is really the case."

Fang Shengnan suddenly choked, frowned, thought for a moment, and muttered:

"It makes sense, so as soon as my sister got off the ship, she went to the market to inquire about it. Is this just to investigate and study this?

"But... but the ladies of Yunmeng Jianze, aren't they all opposed to the giant Buddha he built? He can't get away with this, right? The Donglin Giant Buddha can't be repaired. This is breaking the rules of Tiannan Jianghu.

.”

Fang Juxiu was silent for a moment and said calmly:

“Many times, it is difficult to do things, but easy to just say cool words without doing anything.

"Those who do things always have to bear some infamy. Especially for some things, the sin is in the present day and will benefit the future, and some things are in the present day and the sin will be in the future. There are disputes and twists and turns. Everyone feels that they are

It makes sense, who can tell?

"But one thing is for sure, talk less and do more."

After a pause, she nodded and said:

"Katsuo, we are here to do something, aren't we?"

"That's right, we don't say sarcastic words. But, sister, what do you think of Ouyang Lianghan? Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. It's not considered sarcastic."

Fang Juxiu drank the soup for a while, put down the bowl, stared at the soup bowl, and sighed softly:

“I very much agree with some of his policies and regulations after taking office in Xunyang, including not messing with the old town of Xingzifang.

"Leave aside the Xunyang Grottoes and the Donglin Giant Buddha, and just talk about the excavation of the twin peaks. He initially built this water conservancy facility against all objections. From the current point of view, it is very correct, and the flood in the Xunyang River has been controlled once and for all.

"Suffice it to say, he is worthy of the name of the world-famous 'good man and true gentleman', and he has also lived up to the fellow villagers of Jiangzhou. Anyway, as a commoner of Jiangzhou, you must not scold him.

"As for people outside Jiangzhou, maybe he himself doesn't care much about the reputation outside Jiangzhou...

"In addition, before the Lantern Festival poem of "The Blue Jade Case·Yuan Xi", I quite like his poem "Inscribed on Chrysanthemums". My favorite line is, if I were the Qing Emperor in his year, my retribution would be the same as the peach blossoms.

Chukai…it’s really well written.”

Fang raised his sleeves and looked at the fish soup, speaking these words in a gentle voice.

Fang Shengnan couldn't help but widen his eyes as he listened:

"Such a high evaluation, how come it is all praise, sister, you are not fascinated by him, are you?"

"What are you talking about? I'm just enjoying it."

Fang Juxiu's eyes showed some coldness, alienation, and calm analysis:

"The book says that the authorities are confused, but the onlookers are clear, and they are better than men. If you calm down and calm down, you will find that many people in this world are idiots who are deceptive on the outside, either dim and sluggish on the outside, or stern on the inside. Sometimes these idiots are the same person.

Sometimes they would gather in groups of three or two, and sometimes they would gather together in a pile of straw bags and form a team.

"But it also seems that some people who are definitely not idiots are particularly conspicuous, such as Your Excellency Yunmeng Ernujun, who we had the pleasure to meet briefly that day, and Ouyang Lianghan who wrote this excellent Lantern Festival poem... It's like a person in a dark room

A bright lantern, if you look up, you can see it at a glance.

“I’m not saying this to make you, Katsuo, look down on the idiots and grass-roots workers around you every day and gain a feeling of superiority, but I’m trying to tell you to recognize these bright people and learn from them.

"As the sage said, when you see a virtuous person, you should think about it; when you see a virtuous person, you should introspect yourself."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Fang Shengnan to speak, Fang raised his sleeves and turned to call a beautiful maid in cool clothes and said a few polite words.

The beautiful maid looked at the painting wall and put it down, nodded and left. After a while, she came back again and handed a poem to the gentle and quiet "Pink and White Young Master" guest.

"Thank you."

Fang raised his sleeves and quietly put the handwritten poem "The Sapphire Case: Yuan Xi" into his sleeves.

The beautiful maid received the tip bounty, left happily, and returned to the counter.

At this time, a goat-bearded shopkeeper walked down from the third floor and spoke a few words to the counter on the second floor.

The beautiful maid looked back at Fang Juxiu and Fang Shengnan, then returned and invited the two young masters who were disguised as men to go upstairs.

…

The old shopkeeper with a goatee at the information counter of Yunshui Pavilion arranged Fang Shengnan in a large box at the end of the third floor.

When the two women walked in, the two rows of people in the box all turned their eyes towards them.

Fang Juxiu looked at them calmly.

I saw that they were all people of different religions, including dock porters, street gangsters, smart vendors... and even old people taking care of their children.

He should be a well-informed person who hangs out in the Xunyang market.

Fang raised his sleeves and nodded gently, his expression as usual.

But Fang Shengnan, who had paid by the side, had a very dissatisfied look in her eyes. Seeing these dirty and sweaty business people, she glared at the old shopkeeper with a goatee.
To be continued...