Zhui Xu

The latest website: In the night, the lights and shadows are chaotic, and the market is noisy. Yinqiaofang Night Market, with the interweaving of human voices,

"Bamboo mark" and

The flagpole of "Hua Tuo Reincarnation" has been erected, and the grocery stalls converted from carriages are full of various items.

Breastplates looted from the battlefield, simple knives, unbreakable gold and silver necklaces, jewelry, jade pendants, and exquisitely carved wooden boxes were mixed together with needles and threads, ancient books, and various miscellaneous books.

The slender and handsome boy was entertaining the female customers who came over in front of the booth. Holding a folding fan, he tried to recommend a dagger and a book to the other party.

"...In fact, in such troubled times, even women should have some self-defense methods, especially if women can learn martial arts, it is even more admirable. For example, in these years in the south of the Yangtze River, the most famous Yan Jiuniang, who is a chivalrous woman who works for the country and the people, is Yan Jiuniang. I didn't know until I came to Fuzhou that her deeds were recorded by Mr. Songshan and have been circulated. It is really gratifying... If this girl is interested, this book Book, you might as well buy it back to see what you are holding, which is also the short sword in my hand..."

"This... this is so short, isn't it a dagger?"

"No, this is a short sword. Please borrow a piece of beautiful hair from the girl, so you can see the edge of the knife..." The two people in front of the booth chatted and chatted, and after a while, another girl who was watching came over: "My lord, may I ask... Is this story about Yan Jiuniang really true?" The elegant young man responded with a smile: "That's right, it's really true."

"Ah, I don't even know..." The girl blushed at the young master's smile. The grocery stall with good business is connected to the rice cake stall run by a fat aunt, and then there are fried fish stalls, glutinous glutinous rice stalls, mask stalls, sugar man stalls, etc., and on the other side of the street, there are relatively larger shops facade.

During this period, the busiest one was a shop not far away that sold wine, ice cream, snow soaked water, and all kinds of food.

"Food from home", every night, the lobby on the first floor of this rather large store is full of people, very lively.

In the past, there were cold drinks sold in summer in Wu Dynasty, but there was no mature ice-making technology at that time. In Bianliang and other places, the cold drinks sold in summer in some big shops were all ice cubes stored in winter like big families. At that time, things were rare and expensive.

In the early years, Zhuji was spread out everywhere, and the technology of saltpeter ice making was explored and matured. When it came to Fuzhou, Junwu vigorously promoted commercial facilities in order to promote the development of technologies such as nitrate making and gunpowder. It was a hot and humid night in Fuzhou. At least the price of ice has fallen to the point where ordinary people can afford it occasionally.

Qu Longjun was left in front of the grocery stall to cheat women to make money, and Ning Ji wandered around, so he came here

In the hall of "Xiang Jia Cong Shi", there are more people in the market place to drink cold drinks and eavesdrop on various affairs in the world.

After a long time, he took a bowl of ice cream and ran all the way back to the booth. While letting Qu Longjun eat the ice cream made from goat milk, he told her about the anecdote of Fuzhou.

"Hey hey." He said excitedly.

"The little emperor of Fuzhou is also a prostitute." Ice cream is quite similar to the ice cream of the later generations, but the current environment has changed faster. Qu Longjun took two bites with a small spoon and raised his head: " …ah?"

"Hey hey... I heard over there just now that the emperor is choosing a wife recently... No, he is choosing a concubine. I heard that there was a lot of commotion, and many people were alarmed..."

"Then choosing a concubine, why is he also a prostitute?" Qu Longjun took a bite.

"Isn't it always said in the book that the emperor's selection of concubines is no different from robbing civilian women! Besides, Wu Dynasty's family property was almost wiped out. He came to Fuzhou and said that he would work hard to rule. Zhenxing, he chose a wife in the blink of an eye, hehe, this is not a prostitute!"

"No, I just want to ask, then why are you so happy, and why is he 'also' a prostitute? Who was the previous prostitute?" Qu Longjun was dressed in men's clothing, looking handsome from afar Elegant and elegant, but only when she is close can she see her sly eyes and cute fox-like smile at the corners of her mouth. Ning Ji was slightly stunned, and then realized the other party's teasing and jokes: "You, you, you...you rebellious Ah, you, you..." Only then did the voice rise, and the fat aunt at the rice cake stand not far away poked her head over: "Hey! Who wants to rebel?" Ning Ji turned around: "It's none of your business!"

"Hmph!" The fat aunt made a slight provocation and shrank back.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry..." Ning Ji raised his hands to his chest, and then slowly pressed down on his dantian. He gave Qu Longjun a look, Qu Longjun spread his fan, and said with a low voice, "I'm a prostitute, so I'm so good." Come on—I'm a five-foot obscene demon!"

"If you talk about this again, I will beat you!"

"Then you can beat it when you go back, you can't beat it outside."

"You..." Ning Ji wanted to ask if it was a question of where to lie, but Mr. Qu Long was shameless, he opened his mouth wide for a moment, then turned his head away, feeling his face burning.

Qu Longjun laughed and sat down beside him, and she sat next to him, smiling calmly and continuing to eat ice cream.

In the noisy night market, people come and go. After sitting like this for a while, Ning Ji found a topic again.

"Hey, tell me, why didn't anyone come to find fault with the name of our bamboo recorder?"

"I don't know either." Qu Longjun tilted his head, pretending to be stupid, and after a while, he spoke again.

"However, I guess, it might be like this... The relationship between Fujian's revitalizing court and the Southwest has always been somewhat ambiguous. According to the gossip, the current His Majesty and the Eldest Princess seem to have been taught by Mr. Ning..."

"This is true." Ning Ji nodded.

"So this matter is complicated. When Mr. Ning killed the king, it seemed to the people of the Wu Dynasty that he was rebellious, but no matter whether it was hatred or fear, the people here must admit that Mr. Ning is powerful. Now, Your Majesty, who has been punished by Mr. Ning Teaching, many people expect him to have the ability of Mr. Ning, but this matter cannot be said on the surface. His Majesty is the orthodox of the Wu Dynasty, and his name is to be sworn to death with him... As a result, grievances and enmities intertwined. Most of the attitude is that you can't brag, and you don't want to insult."

"Well, back then, his father seemed to have said that he wanted to make friends with the Southwest, and then a minister ran into him and died on the Golden Luan Hall."

"So, it's not easy to brag on the public face, and I don't want to insult. Officially, I can only turn a blind eye to the Southwest affairs. We have come along the way, and we will talk about the Southwest affairs everywhere we see, or like Mr. Dai Mengwei. They may scold them, or use tiger skin as a banner like the Fair Party, but when they get here, they may not mention things in the Southwest if they can't mention them, and don't talk about them if they can. Ordinary people should know about the Huaxia Army, but As for Zhuji in the Southwest, the newspapers here will rarely mention it, and most people probably don’t know about it.”

"...So that's the case. But...someone will know, right?"

"Didn't a few people look at it a few more times in the past two days, but I don't know why, and they didn't say anything strange. I'm afraid the attitude of the higher-ups is very strange."

"Hmm." With Qu Longjun's explanation, Ning Ji had a rough outline of the matter. Planting this rebellious flag was not because he had any far-sighted plan, it was purely the result of a brain twitch and thought it rhymed. Now he knew that this flag might not be suitable, but he didn't have any inspiration to modify it. He thought about it in his heart, I can't help but sigh how big the world is. The mountains and rivers that have traveled three thousand miles along the way have different faces everywhere. Running away from home this time is indeed the most correct plan.

They set up stalls and sell things in the night market, and when they arrived late at night, they drove back with Qu Longjun. During the two of them getting along, they occasionally bickered and fought.

They have been together for a long time, and they have their own yard again. Mr. Qu Long no longer has the slightly repressed caution and fear in the past. Only then did Ning Ji realize that her temperament is not dull.

She reads a lot and has her own talents. She has dabbled in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, paper-cutting and poetry recitation. The unscrupulous words made him feel flushed and overwhelmed. Of course, he actually liked this feeling quite a bit.

After setting up stalls at night, when there was no rain during the day, the two began to discuss and wander around.

"Investigated" several big markets, toured the three lanes and seven alleys, ate various snacks, climbed Wushan, and carved stones on the stone near Daoshan Pavilion.

The words "Long Aotian and Monkey King came here for a visit". Ning Ji began to feel that the life of traveling in the mountains and rivers was quite happy, and his ambitions were wiped out.

The idea of ​​"joining in the fun" almost fell to the lowest point for a while. Even thinking very rationally, whether to use

Take down the troublesome slogans like "bamboo score marks". On May 19th, the fifth day since the two set up a stall in Yinqiaofang.

In the Yinqiaofang night market, Qu Longjun dutifully fooled the suspected wealthy female customers in the past, while Ning Ji walked around where he could see the stalls nearby, eating and drinking.

Around Xu time, there was a faint commotion in a block not far from Yinqiaofang. The policemen nearby knocked on the iron gong for warning, and then Ning Ji heard a sentence from a distance in the night: "... Where are you running..." The voice of the person who made the sound seemed young, but his inner strength was already very mixed, and he would rather avoid the blood in his body surging. If it was normal, he would have to go over to see who the young master who could make such a voice would be, but at this moment, He just returned to the booth, signaling Qu Longjun not to be surprised.

The commotion lasted for a while in the distance. It seemed to be the arrest of some thieves. Ning Ji couldn't see too much excitement standing nearby. He didn't wait until Chen Hua, a member of the Guitai League with a fierce appearance, passed by nearby. Grabbing the other party's collar: "What's the matter?" Although he pinched the other party when he first arrived here, Ning Ji has high martial arts skills, and his personality is not awkward. Tian pulled each other to eat a bowl of sour plum soup, and the two became lovers.

"Irreversible" friend. At this time, Chen Hua was obviously watching the excitement from a distance, and when Ning Ji grabbed him, he immediately put on a smiling face: "Hey, Brother Sun."

"What's the matter?"

"Arresting people, fighting, fighting, my God, they are all murderers..."

"The murderer...then did you return to the Thai League?"

"What did Brother Sun say, we belong to the Thai League, a place to live, you see, returning means going home, and Thai means peace, as the saying goes..."

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business." Ning Ji felt a headache when the other party started to endorse,

"Just now, someone yelled loudly with a broken gong. What's going on?"

"Ah, this is amazing, Brother Sun..." Chen Hua walked to the side, pulled a chair from a nearby booth and sat down.

"Yue Fei, General Yue, did I tell you?"

"Yeah." Ning Ji also sat down.

"General Yue's daughter, did I tell you?"

"Well...but it was a man just now."

"The son of General Yue, I told you..."

"What the **** are you..."

"Hey, don't hit, don't hit, Brother Sun, isn't it just what the previous one said?" Chen Hua laughed,

"At the end of April, didn't something big happen in Houguan County? It was said that a group of thieves framed Zhong Ergui, a soldier. Of course, it's hard to say whether it was framed, but the couple of General Yue's sons and daughters insisted that it was framed. On the one hand, they went to the Fuzhou mansion to complain, causing the governor to be in trouble. On the other hand, the brothers and sisters started arresting people in the city. They were all taken by these two brothers and sisters, urging my life, Yasha evil spirit, this is..."

"Then tonight is..."

"Isn't it because someone is being targeted? Ah, there is no sister here this time, only the bully Yue Yun. Let me tell you, Brother Sun, it's not me, Chen Hua, who picks things up. No matter how strong you are, that Yue Yun, you are born with supernatural powers, your arms are thicker than your legs, and you can even knock down houses with your hands... You see, I told you earlier that at the end of last year, the two siblings were fighting in Fuzhou. It was invincible in Fuzhou, sister Vigorous, with a long gun in one hand, he can still point it up, and his younger brother is punching, tsk tsk, who wouldn't be beaten by him until his nose is blue and his face is swollen... Alas, everyone is having a hard time these days..."

"You all go home to the Ping An League, what's wrong with you, and I won't arrest you..."

"That's hard to say, Brother Sun, I, Chen Hua, don't have much ambition, but I can't say anything about the business at the top, it's inevitable that it's a matter of licking blood..." Chen Hua picked things up, but when it came to martial arts, Ning Ji was very calm, and had no emotion at all about his bragging about Yue Yun. The two chatted for a few more words before Chen Hua left. Ning Ji returned to the booth and told Qu Longjun the news he had inquired about.

Qu Longjun is playing the role of the Jianghu hero Long Aotian now, and he uses the stories of chivalrous women to fool people into buying daggers all day long. Hearing these things, he is a little curious: "I don't know that Miss Yue Yinpingyue, how good is her martial arts?" How high is it?" Ning Ji thought for a while: "If I really fight with her, it will probably be 50-50." He had heard a few comments about General Yue's son and daughter from his parents in the past.

Family background, skill is also the ultimate among peers, carefully measured, probably the level of junior high school sisters, black girls and others, I was suppressed by age in the past, and I couldn't beat them, but I have traveled for more than a year and experienced various things in Jiangning. After this kind of training, the strength of the body has also increased, and if it is really going to fight now, it may not be much worse.

The two chatted casually for a while, but they didn't think that what happened next had anything to do with them.

But not long after, a great accident came rashly. In the middle of the hour, the commotion on the other side of the night had stopped temporarily, and some arresters quickly arrested people, and they were heading back from the direction of Jinyin Bridge.

When all kinds of news came, some people said that there was a big arrest in the distance, and maybe there were still fishes escaping outside, so Ning Ji didn't go around to eat and drink, and stood guard behind the booth with Mr. Qu Long.

At three o'clock in the morning, a sneaky figure passed through the pedestrians and walked into Yinqiaofang—I don't know why, the other person's pace was normal when he looked carefully, but Ning Ji subconsciously felt that the other person was sneaky.

He glanced at the man a few more times. The man's eyes were also scanning the surrounding movement, and he was about to walk past the grocery cart. For some reason, he stopped suddenly, and his sneaky aura disappeared for a while.

The man looked at the flagpole on the roof of the car, stood still, looked at it again, then took a few steps back, and subconsciously put his hands on his hips, his eyes puzzled.

Ning Ji stretched his neck at the back of the car and looked at this person. Their gazes intertwined for a moment, both hesitant, stunned and unbelievable. The other put down his hands on his hips, began to narrow his eyes, and came towards this side.

Ning Jixiu was a bit shorter, revealing half of his head. The next moment, half of his head was gone. He completely shrank to the back of the carriage, but that figure squeezed in along the gap between the carriage and the rice cake stand. coming.

"...Bamboo, bamboo marks?" The man poked his head in and fixed his eyes on Ning Ji who was huddled behind the car. The corners of Ning Ji's mouth also twitched slightly, looking at the man's face with resentment.

At this time, Qu Longjun's figure suddenly stood in front of Ning Ji: "This guest, please go out." The guest said: "Go away." Ning Ji also pulled Qu Longjun's hand: "It's okay. "

"...Impossible. Don't scare me..." After Qu Longjun got out of the way, the figure crawled in through the gap like a gecko, and when it reached Ning Ji, he squinted his eyes and looked at his face: "You, you ...How do you..." After that, he stretched out his hand and wanted to pinch Ning Ji's face.

Ning Ji punched it. With a bang, the man's head shook, blood came out of his nostrils, he covered his nose, looked at Ning Ji and squatted down: "Ah, it's not a dream, you...you, why are you here..."

"I still want to ask you." Ning Ji suppressed his voice,

"Zuo Xingzhou, you bastard, what are you doing here!"

"I, I..." The dog thief named Zuo Xingzhou nodded to himself, hesitated for a moment,

"I can't say it, but what are you doing here, no...it's why you appeared here, it's not right..."

"My name is Sun Wukong!"

"…ah?"

"My name is Sun Wukong now!" Ning Ji suppressed his voice and pointed at himself,

"I'm traveling around the world. I never thought of seeing you. I have nothing to do with Southwest."

"Ah - you hang such a big bamboo marker and you say you have nothing to do with Southwest! If it weren't for this flag, who would have seen you..."

"Ah!" Ning Ji held his head,

"I just knew, I should have changed this broken flag a long time ago—" The two of them squatted together. For a while, their minds were filled with pulp. After being so confused and entangled for a while, Zuo Xingzhou seemed to remember something, and then Turning around, he climbed the edge of the stall to peek outside, and at the same time lowered his voice: "That's right! I... I'm not called Zuo Xingzhou, I'm called Zhou Xing, Xing Tian's Xing."

"What the hell? You just reversed the name and called it a pseudonym?" Ning Ji also subconsciously looked outside,

"...No, why do you have to change your name when you are here, and what's the matter with your doggy look?"

"You are the dog, who is the dog." Zuo Xingzhou glanced at Ning Ji who was clinging to the side, and then looked at himself who was also squatting peeping, his face was tangled for a while, and then he shook his head vigorously , sigh,

"Oh! Forget it, I can't explain it to you for a while...I'm a bad person now, don't spoil my good deeds."

"There's something good about a bad guy like you! But I just wanted to say, don't tell anyone about me, no one can tell you if you understand or not?" Zuo Xingzhou squatted there thinking for a while, and finally He turned his head and looked at Ning Ji carefully. He had calmed down, and there was a complicated look in his eyes: "Who are you talking to? What are you talking about... Yes, seriously, why did you come here? How many people are there? Don't you know the danger?"

"What's dangerous here, where is it dangerous?"

"It's not dangerous here, but you are dangerous."

"Get out!"

"…no."

"Don't you have something bad to do? If you don't get out, I'll crush you to death!"

"No." The other party said seriously,

"I have something to do, but I won't do it. I can't go if you haven't figured it out. Do you have a box for this carriage? Can you get in it? You let me get in..."

"I...fuck...you bastard..." Ning Ji gritted his teeth, wanting to pounce on him and bite him to death, but there was no way.

In the past years, Zuo Duanyou sent some children in his family to Xiaocanghe one after another, and later sent some to the southwest.

Among the "overseas students" is the youngest~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but he has a wild temper and is a rare fighter among the Zuo family.

Although he is a few years older than Ning Ji, a group of brats blow up cesspit when they have nothing to do. When organizing factions to march and fight in groups, both sides have had a lot of intersections, sometimes they are comrades-in-arms, sometimes they are enemies.

Knowing everything, he threatened the other party. The two dogs squatted there furiously, and were in a stalemate for a while, Ning Ji had no choice but to calm down.

"Forget it, if you don't leave, don't leave... Then tell me, what are you planning to do?"

"...The original plan was to fight Yue Yun. Now it seems that it will be another day."

"Where is Yue Yun...?"

"It's right here... I guess it's coming soon."

"Here..." The two sides know each other well. When the other party said this, Ning Ji nodded and understood: "Understood, you bastard, so you were working as an undercover agent..."