Zhui Xu

The sun is shining and the cotton clouds are blooming. After a few car trips, entering the city of Zhaoliang, the noisy festival foreground, Zhou Pei and a man sitting in the carriage of Wangfu in front, Ning Yi, Qi Zu Nian, Cheng Zhouhai three sitting in the carriage of the rear Dongzhu Have a chat without a ride. All the way, Ning Yi has been hands-on, the left hand fingers seem to be unintentionally pressed on the right hand tiger mouth, only after a restaurant, just let go, smiled: "It is just lunch time, if the two are nothing, it is better to be together Have lunch, have a cup of tea and have a chat, do it in the east, how?"

Previously, Lu Qian’s pain in the tiger’s mouth caused by the knife was completely eliminated.

At this time, many swords of swords are in fact not necessarily comparable to the choppers that are known for their high-quality steel in later generations. Sharpness may be sharp. It is inevitable to exaggerate the iron. Ning Yi and Lu Qian went to each other to cut off the Guardian's knives. They used each other's strengths. When talking about martial arts, Ning Yi is naturally not as good as Lu Qian. In the fight, he has to bring out the lime bag and knife. After the break, the tiger's mouth was slightly strained, and the injury was unusual, but it took so long to fully recover.

The sudden collision with Gao Muen’s second collision was at the touch of a finger, but it was not in any expectations before Ning Yi. He was thinking about this incident all the way, but he did not show it in front of the ancestors and Cheng Zhouhai.

Then there was a carriage that stopped the small county owner. A group of four people went to the restaurant next to the meal. Zhou Pei was also at the time, and the ancestors said in detail that the things that happened later in the garden were said to be fifty-five. Again.

"...It must be agreed by Liheng, but the time was too good. The old man and Qin Xiang also discussed it. The poems of Liheng should not be dusted in the room. The reputation should be taken. After this incident, I believe that these poems will spread. There will be no more people who dare to question Liheng’s studies and less unnecessary troubles. Instead, I hope that Liheng will not blame the old man.”

Among the several aides in Qinfu, Cheng Zhouhai is more than 30 years old and can be commensurate with Ning Yiping. In his fifties, the ancestors of the ancestors were already old people in this year. They said that they had to talk with Ning Yiping on the subject of learning, and the other party was not on the shelf. But in fact, Ning Yi still has to maintain respect. This year, the old man who studied Confucianism like the ancestors of the ancestors and the Qin dynasty was sincere and sincere to the cultivation, support and help of the younger generation he recognized. Ning Yi is not a second child. Of course you can see clearly. Thank you for your hand.

"There are so many troubles. If this is not the case, I will say that they will not believe it."

"Haha, raising a small hand, to establish a talent, the old man is also a icing on the cake. But after Li Heng left, I could not hear the teacher and the girl sing the tide. Some pity..."

Seeing Ning Yi’s approval, Yan Zunian turned the topic and smiled and talked about Li’s singing. Ning Yi listened over there, actually. I can also think of another layer of meaning.

The idea of ​​publishing these poems, on the side of the ancestral ancestors, must have been discussed with Qin Yuyuan. They are upright literati, although there is no hope that young people will be buried. But on the other hand, it is because of the tyrannical battalion.

Ning Yi wrote these poems at the beginning. For the Liu watermelon that wants to show off the limelight, I haven’t got it back again since then, but then Hangzhou City broke, the transfer of the tyrants battalion, Ning Yi participated in it, and smashed the wire, these things are so good to know that Qin Yuyuan’s side must also know. Fang La has been defeated, and dozens of people have fled. For a cottage to be released, they may not really care about it. But knowing and acquiescing does not mean support. The publication of these poems is qualitative, and the second is to draw them out. There are protections and reminders.

Even if someone later found out something, Ning Yi and the cottage, the above is also known. And a little reminder and clearing means that your things should not be given to them.

These things, how much can be read and understood by each other, determine goodwill, it does not matter. Since then, the ancestors of the ancestors talked about the wrong expressions of the congregation. Ning Yi and others listened to it as interesting. Maybe tomorrow, things will be spread all over the place. Maybe someone will come to Wenhui Building to visit, Ning Yi thinks about it. Some headaches.

Among the few people, the original character of the ancestors was calm and calm, and the boat-like sea spirit was slightly angry. But this time it was a happy year, but the boat was just a smile, occasionally reconciled, and I didn’t know what to think. What, Xu is what happened. There are so many things that are not easy to say in the Secret Investigation Division, and everyone is not surprised.

Zhou Pei’s look is not so sad at this time. He wants to say something to Ning Yi, but he and the two are next to each other. I don’t know what to say, but the thing that Ning Yi wants to be famous is Interested, rushing to the ancestors to ask this question. Soon after, Ning Yi smiled and asked about the things of Qingjun and others. She only detailed the things that happened in Wangfuzhong these days...

In the same period, Ning Yi and others have already had lunch at this restaurant and have a tea chat. In another restaurant in the city of Liangliang, someone was throwing the plate on the ground after eating and drinking.

"Lu Qian - I can't stand this breath! That guy... who the guy is fucking! He threatens me! He dares to threaten me! I am a sorghum - you guys are the same, a little bit Do not live up to expectations -"

The sorghum who ate something squatted while sweeping the plate around him to the ground, then picked up the bowl and chopped it to the surrounding guards.

"It’s no problem to beat people! It’s not a shot! I just remembered that we didn’t say anything wrong with your mother! Why don’t you talk, we didn’t even say anything when we left! You guys, Still a bad person, my face is lost to you! Lu Qian, where did you die?"

At that time, the conflict that happened in front of that Bieyuan, to be honest, really scared him at the time. If the other party was desperate, he would not have such a feeling, but the reaction of the other party was simply incomprehensible. The neuropathy, his whole body goose bumps are up, and the chill is coming up from the caudal vertebra. When he is released, there is something in his mind that I don't know what to do. At that time, most of the family guards also had such a feeling. They were clear-cut orders under the high-level enlightenment. As a result, the reaction was only called away, and the group had to leave. At this time, they thought that they had not left anything. Be really annoyed. These housekeepers have also fallen.

When Lu Hao saw it, Lu Qian, who had only left for a while, had already entered. He ran to Lu Qian to spread his hand.

"You are finally willing to come over! I tell you, now I lost my face and can't live! Lu Qian, you said, you can't do that guy!"

Lu Qian lowered his head: "Returning to the inside, it is not a fight, but this person is very different. At that time, he played it. He was present again, and he was afraid that it would be impossible to prevent..."

"I! Just! Know! Road! I have already died once!" Gao Muen turned back and jumped on a chair. "He came over like that, holding me. I got up all over the goose bumps, he was there. Say what to say... Lu Qian, he is telling me. You are dead! You are dead! You are dead! Lu Qian, can't you understand? He threatens me like this, too much, I just want to know his friends - girlfriend! Just be friends with them, I have not done anything wrong... Lu Qian. You told me that he is not really difficult to engage!"

Lu Qian was silent for a moment: "I don't know all his background yet. But look at his number of ways, honestly, very handy."

"Even if you say that too." Gao Yan was crying and looking at him.

"The truth is true."

"Let's go check his background! Let's see if we can't get it! Then see if there is any way. If he pretends, I will kill him. Ah, I am not good!" I want a woman -"

Recalling the ugliness of entanglement and timidity at the time, and fleeing. Gao Muen couldn't stand the noise, and Lu Qian nodded. Turned around and went out again.

*

Drinking tea chats on the restaurant, killing the afternoon, after a while, the weather is cool. The four went to the tea house and said goodbye to each other.

The first year of the ancestors and Cheng Zhouhai left, and then Ning Yi sent Zhou Pei to the carriage. Zhou Pei’s mood is complicated for today’s affairs, but there is no more to say: “Teacher, will you go to see the dragon boat tomorrow?”

"It should be to see." More and more things, I don't know when I can finish it, but Xiaoyun Yunzhu Jiner is in the dragon boat race of the Dragon Boat Festival, Ning Yi will still take time to accompany everyone. Go out and have a look.

"That... I will be on the front of the viewing platform... The teacher remembers to call me..." She smiled innocently. When the carriage came over, she said goodbye to the car. Then, because of something, I couldn’t help it. Live back: "Teacher?"

"Ok?"

"Oh..." Zhou Pei thought for a moment, and finally he still shook his head. "It's okay, I am leaving... The teacher will see you tomorrow."

After whispering, she entered the carriage and lowered the curtain.

Ning Yi looked away from the car and his eyes gradually became deeper.

Gao Muen’s business, he did not speak in front of you and the two.

In the city of Liangliang, Xiaoxiao, or Yunzhu Jiner, even if you leave, you can also take care of Xiangfu and the Secret Investigation Department. In theory, safety is no problem. He won't worry too much because Gao Muen said these words today. The other side is a little chaotic, but it may not be a real monk. The two sides set the background, at least Lu Qian will know that they can't do it. The family members of the aides have a very different meaning from a forbidden military leader who has no background.

But even if you understand this, the conflict has already started, and he will not be unprepared. If he can do something, he will consider doing something. Even though it is not clear at this time, the specific place in the city is going to kill himself, but a similar situation will definitely happen. After that, it will be the time for the investigation. If possible, he is willing to make things safer. For example, eradication of lesions.

If you can find a good way, just kill this guy, he thought about it. Of course, he does not have much available power in Beijing. This is not a good time to pass through the Secret Investigation Department. Is it feasible? You must first collect intelligence and then see if you can find loopholes. These things... I am afraid I can only find a teacher.

What kind of news will be obtained, whether it is possible or not, you have to look at luck, but at the very least, this kind of thing should be prepared and prepared. Just like this, there are more and more things piled up in your hands. If you think about it, you have to sigh in your heart.

It’s just that at this time, even he never thought about the turbulence, tangible or intangible influence of the sudden movements and changes that this sudden and unexpected conflict will bring. Therefore, things sprout and directly or indirectly affect countless lives. For ten or even decades. These things, when he remembered many years later, traced back to his inadvertent little head, he could only sigh and smile.

At this time, the cotton cloud blocked, and the sky was not noticed. On the other side of the picture, the car of the ancestors and Cheng Zhouhai was passing through the streets and returned to Xiangfu. Cheng Zhouhai sat there and thought about it. With a smile on his face, at some point, he opened the curtain and stopped the carriage.

"Suddenly, there are still some things to do, and the public will go back to the government first. The disciples may have to go, handle things and go back."

When he sang his nod, he didn't know what Cheng Zhouhai was thinking about, but of course he didn't think of it suddenly, but he didn't have any interest in it. He nodded and smiled and said goodbye to the other party.

The carriage is far away. Cheng Zhouhai looked at the pedestrians on the street, then chose a direction, walked leisurely, and crossed the city streets...

*

The weather is cloudy. Zhou Pei returned to the palace room, and she slammed the door and closed the door. She slammed into the bed. Put your head in the quilt for a moment, then pick up the long, round pillow. I sat up.

She looked at the pillow with a serious look, then hugged her hands, and moved her head to the side of the pillow. If someone saw it at this time, she might feel that her expression was strange with her eyes.

"You don't know who I am... Why do you want to do this... I don't know if I saw you for the first time, I know we can be friends... you disappoint me too much..."

Her tone was low, slow and nervous, and she carried her chin and her eyes were cold and indifferent. After a while, I changed my posture and manners a little, saying that I had heard or brain-filled words. Holding the pillow, thinking, the teacher is really amazing.

She stumbled on the bed, then turned over and opened her mouth and looked at the ceiling with a sigh of relief, and it took a while to roll around in bed.

When the lovely scroll finally stopped, she lay back on her back, raised the pillow in her hand, looked at it, looked cold, and watched for a while.

"You really are damn..." She turned her head and whispered in her mouth, then held her pillow and began to recall what she saw. Until... Come and knock on the door.

"The Highness of the County."

"what's up?"

"There is a Mr. Cheng Cheng to see."

"Ah? Mr. Cheng?"

"It is a scholar in his thirties. He said that he called Cheng Zhouhai and said that the county magistrate knew him."

"Oh..." Zhou Pei stunned. Before that, everyone was separated. This Cheng Zhouhai had known her before. Today, there are not many words on the way. In addition to rushing to the other side of the park, I said a few words. The two did not talk much, why did he come here alone to visit the king. I was puzzled in my heart, but my mouth naturally called me to come in and then served tea. After seeing the ceremony, Zhou Pei asked about the other party's intentions. Cheng Zhouhai took a sip of tea and then smiled at the hustle and bustle in the room.

"You go down first, I have something to say to Mr. Cheng." Zhou Peiping retired, and after the door was closed, Cheng Zhouhai put down the teacup and stood up. Because he understood the identity of his relatives, Zhou Pei had no bad feelings about him. He saw that Cheng Zhouhai went to the door, opened the door and looked at the outside again, and determined that no one would close it: "In the next time, it is really There are important things to discuss with the Lord of the County ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Of course, if you make a mistake, please also ask the county magistrate as if you have not heard it."

"Mr. Cheng said that it is fine, Zhou Pei knows the stakes." The 15-year-old girl replied with a smile.

Cheng Zhouhai looked back at her and looked at her for a moment: "Son of the county, but want to do it inside the sorghum?"

“Ah?” Zhou Pei stunned, after a while, “Mr. Cheng...what’s the saying.”

Cheng Zhouhai, who looked at her expression carefully, smiled again: "When the county magistrate saw the incident after hiding in the carriage, Cheng was also behind, and saw the whole process of the situation."

Zhou Pei looked fluctuating and her face gradually became red. Fortunately, Cheng Zhouhai did not look at her at this time, but she was slightly stunned: "Cheng Mo just wants to say that somebody has been in the secret investigation for many years, in the case of Yu Liang, that flower It’s quite well known that the old man’s sorrow is that if the county’s main priest wants to spend too much time on the flower, he will not know how to start it, and he will be able to help the temple to be the next arm.

When you get there, you should be able to brush a brush to get started.

Well, for the monthly ticket, let's see if we can get to the top ten. How?