The white fish belly exposed in the east gradually turns red, illuminating Taihu Lake with sparkling waves, like a huge dressing mirror. The lake water looks particularly clear when blown by the breeze.
Zhu Ping'an sat on a low stone in front of the boulder by Taihu Lake. He couldn't help but stretched out his fingers to touch the lake surface that looked like a green mirror. A slight chill passed from his fingertips to his heart, sweeping away the pain in his balls caused by his uncle just now.
After washing my face with a handful of lake water, I felt a refreshing feeling that penetrated my heart. After washing my face, I spread the black wooden board on the boulder, filled a bamboo tube with lake water and poured it into a natural depression on the boulder.
In the trough, he took out the oxtail writing brush made by Zhu's father from his schoolbag, dipped it in the lake water, and started writing quickly on the black wooden board.
The rising sun in the east finally broke free from the shackles of the horizon, shining warmth and light on the young man who was diligently practicing calligraphy by Taihu Lake. After the sun gradually brightened, Zhu Pingan put away his brush, bamboo tube and black board, and took out a scroll from his school bag.
The hand-copied book was read with gusto.
In the distance, white sails appeared where the water and the sky met, and from time to time the cries of fishermen were heard.
The boy on the shore of Taihu Lake packed up his things and followed the original route with his schoolbag slung across his body. When passing by the street, he bought two portions of tofu puffs and six "fried cypress sticks", uh, that is, fried dough sticks, which people still used to call them at this time.
"Fried Hui" expressed his indignation that Qin Hui killed Yue Fei and his son in Fengbo Pavilion on unfounded charges.
Zhu Pingan returned to the inn with fried dough sticks and tofu noodle.
Zhu Pingan's room in the inn was relatively remote, and of course the price was relatively cheap. When he returned to the room, he heard that the room seemed to be quite lively.
As soon as I opened the door, I heard a cheer of surprise and joy:
"Ah, my husband is back, and he brought back my favorite fried cypress."
Nima
Mr. Xianggong?
what's the situation?
What else is this witch trying to do?
This was Zhu Pingan's first thought, but when Zhu Pingan saw the scene in the room, he was relieved, that was it.
There were three officers standing in the room who were wearing similar but slightly more ornate uniforms. The leader had a waist knife hanging on his waist, which looked somewhat like a Miao knife. The handle was quite long, the spine of the knife was straight and the blade was slightly curved.
Uh, isn't this the famous Xiuchun Dao?
Has the scandal happened?
When he thought about the seriousness of the matter, Zhu Pingan couldn't help but pause, and then he smelled a scent of fragrance. The enchantress plunged into Zhu Pingan's arms like a bird returning to its nest, and pulled Zhu Pingan to sit on the chair with a smile.
Fu took the fried dough sticks and tofu nao from Zhu Pingan's hand again, as attentively as a little daughter-in-law.
"Ms. sir, these Jin Yiwei brothers are here for a routine search. It is said that they are looking for assassins and the like. It's so scary." The demon girl sat next to Zhu Pingan, looking like a frightened woman, and said angrily.
It’s really the Jin Yiwei. They don’t wear flying fish suits like Donnie Yen in the TV series. Only the leader carries one Xiuchun Dao, and everyone else has ordinary swords.
"I've got a few official brothers who have worked hard for our safety. There's still some breakfast here. If you don't mind it, please use some to warm yourself up." Zhu Pingan stood up from the chair, bowed his hands in a salute, and then left without showing any trace.
A small ingot of silver was stuffed into the hand of the leader and he said politely.
Stuffing some broken silver into an official is not because of a guilty conscience, but because people are so sophisticated. It would be fine if these officials are of good nature, but if they are of bad nature, the owner will be inconvenienced during the search, and things will be broken and thrown all over the floor.
Ah, or something like that, if you put some money in it, no matter how good or bad your character is, you will be much more polite.
"No, sir, you're welcome. The assassin who assassinated Mr. Tongzhi has not been caught yet. We are just doing a routine inspection." The leading Jin Yiwei took the silver, turned his hand slightly, and dropped it into his sleeve. He was quite familiar with it.
He was also very polite when he spoke, "There are so many books. You must be here to take the exam. We will leave after the routine inspection and we won't disturb you as you prepare for the exam."
"Then I'll thank you all the officials." Zhu Ping'an bowed again, then returned to his seat and stood leaning against the table.
The leading Jin Yiwei led his two men to start searching, and his actions were very polite. After a few searches, they found nothing illegal such as blood-clothed knives, and the few of them were ready to leave.
Just as a few people were about to leave, a sharp-eyed Jin Yiwei noticed something under the bed and walked over.
Those are the medicinal materials I bought.
Zhu Ping'an's back was sweating a little, but his face had the same look as before, as if nothing had happened.
The Jin Yiwei lay down under the bed and found nothing else. He just found a few paper packets of medicinal materials and took them out.
The leading Jin Yiwei walked over, opened a package of medicinal materials, then opened another package of medicinal materials, then turned his head to look at Zhu Pingan.
At this moment, I saw the enchantress blushing slightly, coyly and coquettishly, holding her handkerchief as if she was shy, lying on Zhu Pingan's shoulder angrily, and said shyly:
"Ah, it's so shameful. Those jade butterflies, donkey-hide gelatin, aloe vera, pearl powder, and ginseng are all used by my daughter to replenish her health. I, I want to marry my husband... and win a man in one fell swoop..."
As she said that, the demon girl shyly pinched Zhu Pingan's waist.
The two packets of medicinal materials opened by the leader of Jin Yiwei happened to be bought by the witch to beautify and replenish the body. Jin Yiwei and others also have a rough understanding of pharmacology, and saw that the medicinal materials opened were indeed used by women to replenish the body, and there were no medicinal materials for treating internal injuries caused by sword wounds.
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At this moment, seeing the shy look on the demon girl's face and hearing her shy words, he felt relieved. Finally, holding back his laughter, the few Jin Yiwei stretched out their hands and clasped their fists to say goodbye and left.
I got a boy in one fell swoop... He was just a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old. He probably didn't have all his hair, so it was a bit difficult for him.
A young man with no hair on his face, and a mature girl as beautiful as a jade and a peach, were able to win a man in one sentence. No wonder the young scholar's face seemed a little pale. It turned out to be that he had worked too hard at night.
Several Jin Yiwei suppressed their laughter, went downstairs and left.
After Jiwei Jinyiwei's voice completely disappeared, Zhu Pingan breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the chair regardless of his image, poured a cup of herbal tea, and poured it into his stomach.
The demon girl looked Zhu Pingan up and down, covered her little cherry mouth and sneered:
"Ms. sir, look at his white face and shaky legs. He is not a man. Hehe..."
I love your sister!
Zhu Ping'an couldn't complain. It's not all because of you, a witch. He has been a scholar with no power in his two lives. Who has seen such a scene? Being able to be so calm and not peeing his pants is a sign of his psychological quality.
It's stronger. Besides, my legs don't shake at all.
"Keke, I really wonder if you are a man." The demon girl sat at the table with a smile and mocked again.
"Do you want me to take it out and prove it to you?" Zhu Pingan glanced at the demon girl and said calmly.
The demon girl looked at Zhu Pingan with a smile and dismissed Zhu Pingan's words.
your sister
I still have such a bad temper
Zhu Pingan immediately stretched out his hand into his arms...
Seeing this, the demon girl's expression changed, she took a step back, and she took out a gleaming dagger from somewhere in her hand. It seemed that if Zhu Ping'an had something up his sleeve, he would kill it with a clean cut.
Then, Zhu Pingan took out a road guide from his arms and slapped it on the table. He pointed at a line of words on the road guide and raised the corner of his mouth, "Did you see it? Zhu Pingan, a native of Xiahe Village, Ding Nan."