Sun Xun said in a low voice: "Brother Wang, in the future, you want their lives, just tell me, I will deal with it secretly, so as not to provoke such a big movement!" He was in a cold sweat, and if the mutiny was successful, the court would ask for the guilt, and I was afraid that it would be difficult to protect his head.

Ling Yun smiled: "If you had arrested these soldiers and bandits and tortured them last night, I wouldn't have killed them this morning." "Thinking of the death of the proprietress of the cloth shop, I can't help but feel sad.

Sun Xun said: "Okay, don't mention it in the past, you can be regarded as a great help to me today, this is ten taels of silver per person, but it solves the arrears of several months, otherwise, even if they don't mutiny today, they will make trouble under the pretext of other things in the future, and those who are soldiers, one salary, one grain, if you don't give enough!"

The two drove back to the city, and the affairs of the army were handed over to the adjutant.

Bai Cangweng and other masters watched a scene at the city gate, originally thought that they would have to fight hard, although there are many masters on their side, but they are outnumbered, and the bloody battle with these nearly 1,000 people is probably also dangerous.

Fortunately, Wang Zhixian sent silver in time to solve a crisis, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as he entered the south city gate, he was confronted by a beggar with a dirty face, holding a broken bowl in his hand, and rushed towards Sun Xun's horse.

Ling Yun was a little surprised, these officers on tall horses raised their whips at the people who stood in the way, who would dare to stand in the way? Not to mention that this beggar rushed head-on, could it be a blind man?

Unexpectedly, Sun Xun did not drive away, but rewarded the beggar with a tael of silver, and the beggar was very grateful, knelt on the ground, and stuffed a note in Sun Xun's boots while no one was noticing.

Sun Xun didn't realize it, continued to drive the horse forward, returned to Wanxian Tower, when he dismounted, he took out the note in his boots, a few lines of small characters on it, looked at it for a while, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Sun Xun patted Ling Yun's shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Wang, good news is here!"

Ling Yun smiled and asked, "What's the good news?"

Sun Xun frowned and said with a smile: "The spies in front have reported that in the area from the Lanjiang River to the South Camel Ridge on the border, traces of the remnants of the Hong clan have been discovered, and they are now closely tracking, biting them to the death, and they have not yet startled the snake." The Lanjiang River is more than 1,000 feet wide, and they must have crossed the river without a boat, and they are ready to go west along the river to find a boat to cross the river. ”

Ling Yun said: "Then if we set up an ambush in the west, won't we be able to catch them all?" That day, he fought against the Twin Sword Sect Master and several masters, Ling Yun felt that although their swordsmanship and fist skills were faster, they were still ordinary, he didn't know that these people were all the top masters in the world, where could ordinary people catch them?

Sun Xun shook his head with a smile and said: "The ambush has been fought more than once, and each time we can only lose two or three masters of the other party, and we can't catch them all, so we have to learn from Jiang Taigong, sit firmly on the Diaoyutai and lead them to the bait!"

Ling Yun looked at him with a mysterious smile on his face, knowing that he had another plan, and said, "It seems that the general is in his chest, and he will wait and see!"

That night, Ling Yunan sat in the study, holding a book in his hand, looking at it intently.

Xuezhu held a red candle on the side, the soft candlelight shone on the dim pages, and on the table was a box of toad incense burners, which burned incense pills, and a few wisps of incense mist floated leisurely.

Xuezhu was a small jasper when she was young, and she couldn't afford to invite Mr. Private School to teach, so she only knew a few simple words, and later came to the backyard of the county government, and learned a lot from other talented concubines, and gradually she could read some simple books, plus she often came to the study, and she came into contact with more books.

During the day today, Ling Yun said goodbye to Sun Xun in Wanxian Tower and returned to the county office, there was nothing to do, and he was bored. In this world, there is neither TV to watch nor mobile phones to play, even if the beauty is on the side, it is difficult to mention the interest.

Ling Yun felt that he had nothing to do, so he flipped through the books on the bookshelf to read, hoping to kill the boring time.

Unexpectedly, there was a subset of classics and history on the bookshelf, all of which were orthodox classic books, and after focusing on twelve points of energy, it didn't take long for Ling Yun to fall asleep, not only could not relieve his boredom, but seemed to return to the original dull and hard reading class.

At this time, Xuezhu said: "Xianggong, Wang Sancheng has hidden some books in the box, which may be of interest to you." ”

Ling Yun opened the box in surprise, only to see that the top layer of the box was covered with dozens of brocade handkerchiefs, the characters were lifelike, and the details were looming, which was really eye-opening.

Ling Yun smiled: "This old guy doesn't look at these things less, right?"

Xue Zhu covered her face shyly and said, "He can only pass the eye-addiction if he is useless, or you are amazing, I almost died today!"

Under the picture, there are several stacks of books with cyan covers, Ling Yun thought it was a classic ancient book, but he didn't expect to open the wordless cover, and there were actually pages of spring-drama pictures inside, it turned out to be a collection of picture albums, and those brocade handkerchiefs were probably woven by Wang Sancheng according to these atlases.

At this moment, Ling Yun, whose brain was empty, was not interested, threw away the album, and continued to scroll down.

The following are all volumes of novels, Ling Yun probably flipped through them, although they are all traditional characters, there is no punctuation, and you need to break the sentence by yourself, but it does not affect the reading, and I can finally read a good novel to relieve my boredom.

Ling Yun picked up a few books, sat at his desk, and flipped through the pages.

By this time, the sun had set, twilight was gradually covering the land, and the light in the study was gradually dimming.

Xuezhu thoughtfully lit the fire, lit the candle, and burned incense to repel mosquitoes, she was already dressed in red, under the reflection of the red candle, the moisturized face was more ruddy, and Qianqian's fine hands were crystal clear, very lovely.

Ling Yun flipped through a novel called "Eight Beauties", the first part is quite normal, it tells the story of how a talented man pursues a beautiful woman, and finally secretly Chen Cang, and forms a good relationship, occasionally involving the wind and the moon, a few strokes, and the second half gradually changes in style, and even writes about eight beautiful women dressed as women and fighting on the battlefield, which is quite like the feeling that two people wrote before and after the novel.

Ling Yun didn't understand why the ancients liked this kind of novel, maybe women couldn't leave the boudoir, so there was this kind of fantasy novel for the pastime of the boudoir ladies.

The second novel is called "The Wind-Flowing", the title of the book makes Ling Yun feel a little strange, sure enough, turn the page, the first chapter begins to write about the wind and the moon, the author does not hesitate to write and ink, especially detailed, Ling Yun smiled bitterly, wanted to give up but couldn't help but read it.

Lingyun thought that the ancient text was boring, but he didn't expect that the description of the wind and the moon, the ancients wrote more charming, not only the description was detailed, but also ingenious, the technique was first-class, and the ancients did not need to be edited and reviewed, but more open, handy to write, flowing water, without any scruples, most of the eye-catching words are now forbidden-ruined words, and the description of the actions and psychology between men and women is especially better than today's.

Thinking that the old master of Confucius is a master of all ages, his status is respected, and he still says that "food and color are also", and he believes that life is inseparable from eating and drinking. If the people in the novel always don't eat the fireworks of the world, don't do bed-curtain things, like a group of castrated-cut men-women, just imagine that the viewer will still have the feeling that everything in the novel is really happening around him, and he will only feel that what is written in the book has no sense of truth, just like a eunuch watching other people's surnames-life-life, there is no fun at all.

Ling Yun likes to read novels since he was a child, and has read countless books, even if some novels are written obscurely, such as "Dream of Red Mansions", it is inevitable to write that Jia Baoyu met Qin Keqing in his dream, secretly knotted with the attacking pearl fetus, and frolicked with the blue mark room, but it is just a master's technique, obscure and not revealed, and other novels such as "Gold-Bottle-Plum" , the text is straightforward, depicting the male-female-things can be described as a masterpiece, which does not affect it to become a masterpiece, but it is a pity that the people of later generations are overkill, and they are not allowed to have a little contradictory words in the word, and they are not allowed to have a little wind-moon description in the book.

Of course, the most obvious of this kind of overcorrection is during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, when the Qing Empire went downhill, it was closed and conservative, closed off from the country, and literature began to be imprisoned. Thinking that when the Han and Tang dynasties were prosperous, all countries came to the dynasty, all kinds of ideas, cultures, languages, and races converged and collided with each other, Chang'an was the center of the world at that time, how could the court of the Han and Tang dynasties ban a novel? How could they care about those few words?

From this point of view, although the Qing Dynasty was strong, it turned from prosperity to decline only in a moment, which is not surprising, it was overly closed and conservative, and did not want to forge ahead, which laid the disaster for the future decline. Fortunately, the era in which Lingyun lives is an enlightened era with unlimited prospects.

Ling Yun looked at the ancient novel "Wind-Flow-Charm" in his hand, the ancient novel was divided into chapters, Ling Yun read it five times in a row, and found that each time there was something about the wind and the moon, and the pen and ink were detailed, taking up most of the space.

Xuezhu was fiddling with the incense pills in the furnace on the side, and the smoke floated up, and suddenly found a pair of fiery eyes next to him staring at him. Ling Yun hugged her into his arms, Xuezhu wrapped his arms around his neck, and Gege smiled: "Do you still want to come?" Ling Yun was silent, and the description in the novel was played out in the study.