Chapter 22 Participate in the Qing Dynasty College Entrance Examination (2)
On the same day, the workshop of young master Xing Kuai was stolen, and he lost two of the latest "hand thunders". Even if he thought about it, he knew that it was the senior brother Chen Jinnan who stole it. Only the senior brother could steal it in such a heavily guarded place.
Get something out.
Looking at the senior brother wearing a winter-only cotton coat for the past two days, with bulging waists, which are two "thunders in the palm", I couldn't help but smile. It is autumn now, and the weather is still very hot. Wearing such a
You can be as funny as you want, and you won't be afraid of getting prickly heat.
But even if the eldest brother demolished the entire workshop, he would not say anything about him. I don’t know what this guy’s background is. He is actually more angry than me, the leader of the "Tianwei Camp". I will ask my father later.
What's going on?
When I gave the drawings of the "Maxin" machine gun to my little master, Madman Xing, my little master went even crazier. He only looked at it for less than three minutes and his whole body was shaking with excitement. This is an artifact among artifacts.
Organize people to start building it immediately.
Now I am not popular wherever I go in the "Tianwei Camp". A person who always offers a lot of opinions is always not so popular. From the perspective of the training of modern soldiers, everything in the "Tianwei Camp"
There are all kinds of problems with exercise, so Baoyu (Ran Xiaoshi) always puts forward such and such opinions, so he is unpopular in this way.
Baoyu (Ran Xiaoshi) was driven out by his senior brother Chen Jinnan with a stick. He had never seen such a talkative person.
Just drive him out. I'm quite happy today. At least I can still perform ten moves under my senior brother with my bare hands. This is progress.
After staying in the "Tianwei Camp" for more than ten days, there was really no choice but to reluctantly walk to Jia's mansion.
"Tianwei camp" is more than thirty miles away from Jia's mansion. Just walking back without riding a horse or taking a carriage is just the way to do heaven. I really don't like everyone treating themselves as a scholar who can take the exam right away.
He looks like a top scholar.
When you go back, you must tear down that damn study and turn it into a chess and card room or billiards room.
You have to pass through Dongzhimen when you walk back to Jia's Mansion from here. I don't know how Mr. Obai was doing as a city gate official during this period.
Along the way, there were scenes of desolate grass and lush grass. The grains had long since been collected, and there were bored idle people everywhere. In the Qing Dynasty, unlike later generations, everyone was busy going out to work and make money.
Passing by a small villa, I saw half a field of red peppers planted in front of the courtyard. The red color made Baoyu almost cry just by looking at the color.
In the Qing Dynasty, as a kid who doesn't like spicy food, nothing he eats tastes good because there are no chili peppers. He searched the whole capital and couldn't find any. Not to mention chili peppers, there wasn't even half a chili pepper flower.
When I went back and looked through history, I found out that chili peppers had just been introduced from abroad at this time, maybe still in the coastal areas, and at this time chili peppers were only used as ornamental plants. Many people liked its fiery red appearance, which was festive.
This is such a waste of natural resources, so hurry up and knock on the door to say hello.
"Hey, is there anyone there? Is there anyone in the yard?"
After shouting for a long time, a young woman wearing a veil walked out from a quiet corner of the yard. Baoyu was immediately dumbfounded.
A long fragrance came over, it was so fragrant, so sweet, so pure, it made people think about it...
It was really painful that Feihong passed away, and it took no effort to get it. He never thought that this woman was the "ethereal woman" he saw when he competed with the Russian strongman Ivanov. What a fate! Baoyu (Ran Xiaoshi) couldn't help himself.
I hummed in my heart the lyrics of "We are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away, but if we are not destined to meet each other, it is difficult to hold hands."
This woman is still more lethal in the hazy half-covered pipa and half-covered face.
"The young master is really different. He surprised people during the competition. It is also admirable to see a woman look so powerful. I am Liu Rushi, a prostitute who sells songs on the Qinhuai River. This little girl is polite.
Yes." Yingying bowed down, it was so charming.
After wiping the saliva from his mouth, Baoyu asked, "Do you know me?"
"The young master is a heroic and powerful man. One fight with the Russian strongman, and two fights with power and traitor Obei. He is a big shot in the world. How can I not recognize him, little girl?"
"That's not right. Didn't Liu Ru, the leader of the Eight Beauties on the Qinhuai River, exist when the Qing army entered the Pass? You are so young, are you really the one who transformed into... a little fairy as in folklore?"
"I didn't expect that the young master is so heroic in the ring and speaks so well. Liu Rushi is just a title. I am the sixth generation Liu Rushi."
"Now this young master has gained a lot of experience."
"Young master is alone, why did you come and why did you go?"
This reminds me of several "divine questions" in later generations: "Who are you?", "Where are you from?", "Where are you going?"
These three simple questions have very thought-provoking questions about who we humans are, where we come from, and where we are going.
"I am who I am, coming from where I came from and going to where I am going." This is the most boring and cunning answer.
Before he finished speaking, more than a dozen masked strong men emerged from the depths of the courtyard, all holding sharp Burmese knives in their hands. They immediately protected the little girl who called herself "Liu Rushi" in the center.
"Young Master, I still have important things to do. I hope you will forgive me and take the first step if the matter is urgent."
After saying that, he turned around and walked away with a vigorous pace. It looked like he was a martial arts master.
It was really "astonishing as a flying dragon", but it was gone again this time. It came and went in a hurry, when will we meet again... Is life really what a philosopher said, just a constant passing and saying goodbye?
"Liu Rushi, Liu Rushi... He is just like his name, like smoke and willows. He is as quiet as a painting. Paintings are not as vivid and lifelike as life."
I did a few special forces dodges and rushed into the yard. As expected, the building was empty. It was hard to say goodbye when we met, but it was easy. The east wind was powerless and the flowers withered. The beautiful people were like a dream, and I didn't know if we could see each other again.
Putting away the "thunder in the palm" in his hand, Baoyu (Ran Xiaoshi) went out of the yard and quickly picked a few small chili peppers and stuffed them into his mouth. The whole mouth was filled with this burning feeling, which suddenly rushed to his head and forehead.
Sweat suddenly broke out on my face, tears and runny nose also came out. It was all spicy, no matter how spicy it was, I couldn’t spit it out... I quickly picked hundreds of red peppers and held them in my arms.
This is a good thing. I am just thinking about developing a new way to make money, so here it is. I don’t believe that temptation will kill you in the hot pot chain store. Mingyan has been complaining recently that all the good things have gone to Li Guiquan. Come on.
Isn’t this the way to money?
Just take off your brocade robe and wrap the peppers. There are all kinds of peppers, including sky peppers, long peppers, rice peppers, red peppers, sharp peppers... As long as they are red and hot peppers, they are all here, and I will wrap them all.
I'm going to make a fortune.
When he entered Dongzhimen with a large bag of chili peppers in his arms, he saw Lord Obai wearing a seventh-grade city gate official uniform. He was waving a big cattail leaf fan and commanding the soldiers to conduct inspections. The soldiers who were used to being arrogant and domineering were so surprised.
Hui waited obediently to enter the city gate, very well behaved.
Seeing Baoyu coming with so many chili peppers, Aobai laughed and said, "Master Xiao Jia, is he also interested in picking flowers?"
"This is not a flower, this is another way for me to make a fortune in the future."
"Master Xiao Jia is known as the little God of Wealth in the capital. He must have a way to turn decay into magic."
Baoyu (Ran Xiaoshi) was moved in his heart, and suddenly thought of a later saying that the best way to be called a true friend is to have the same interests. He bowed his hand to Aobai and said, "Master Taifu, you can join the group."
"I'll forget it...but Mr. Jia can get closer to my grandson Dafu."
Indeed, if you ask a dignified first-class official to discuss cooperation with a little milk baby with smelly milk, wouldn't it be a loss of his face? Obai's grandson Dafu is only in his twenties, so he can cooperate
Already.
"Thank you, Master Taifu."
"Thank me for what."
"Many friends mean many paths, and I don't want to have any conflicts with the Grand Tutor in the officialdom in the future."
"Hahaha... You are the weirdest little kid I have met in these years, and you are also the best at getting things done. You are straightforward but not unpleasant when you think about it carefully. You hit the nail on the head."
"Only one who knows honor and disgrace, and knows how to advance and retreat is a master. Master Tutor, let me teach you."
"Boy from the Jia family, don't just climb the ladder...my grandson will also take the Enke exam. I hope you can support each other."
Of course Baoyu (Ran Xiaoshi) knew about Dafu. He ranked third in the information prepared by the "Tianwei Camp". The second was Mr. Nalan, and the first was the famous Mao Jike. Mao Jike was good at ancient prose.
, at the same time, Mao Qiling and Mao Xianshu were both from Zhejiang, so they were known as "the three heroes in Zhejiang and the three heroes in literature."
"The loudest voice.
(But the "big test" has new variables. Let's look at the next chapter to break it down for you in 18 hours.)
