With the end of the Qujiangchi test firing, the news of another magic weapon spread all over the capital.

"With a bang, a cloud of mist rose up, and everywhere it passed was a mess, and the flesh and blood were blurred."

"You're talking about demon transit, right?"

"That's pretty much the same, it's a weapon made by an immortal disciple."

"Wrong, wrong, not this time, it was made by someone from Li Yanhuo's family."

There was a lot of discussion in the restaurant and tea shop, and the Li family's fireworks were originally more famous overnight, and they were crowded with people inside and out.

“…… Is that a firework that resembles a stone bullet? ”

"....Is that that?"

“… Show me that..."

The people in the store were full of voices, pointing and shouting, almost emptying the fireworks on the counter, and the busy shop guys did not touch the ground.

Looking at this scene, no one in the Li family complained about being tired, and they smiled one by one.

"When Mao'er was born, there was a glow, and a monk counted it, saying that it was Wuxingjun who came to the world." An old woman was surrounded by everyone in the courtyard and said proudly.

The people next to him laughed, and some people smiled disdainfully.

"Didn't you say last night that you had killed his mother at the beginning, and he was going to throw a urine bucket and drown?" Someone turned his head sideways and whispered to others.

Someone else reached out and patted her.

A woman over there was also crowded.

"Li Mao's daughter-in-law, come quickly." The old woman beckoned, a smile on her face like a chrysanthemum blooming.

"Now it's a treasure."

"That's not it, people will be Mrs. Destiny in the future, who can compare?"

Others are jealous and envious. They also surrounded them one after another.

Compared to the hustle and bustle of the street and the Li family. In front of the door of the Jade Belt Bridge Cheng Lady as always.

"Still don't you write today?"

There were people coming in twos and threes. Looking at the people standing on the side of the street, he hurriedly asked.

"I didn't post a notice to not write today." The person on the street said, looking at the front of Cheng's house, "It's just..."

The visitor looked at him with a look of surprise.

"Who's that?" They asked.

There was a man standing in front of Cheng's house at this time.

"That's, it's the ghost judge who is ungrateful and will take revenge." The man on the street said, holding his hands.

Banqin stood under the porch and snorted outside, but she was busy looking left and right with a little caution, but fortunately no one saw it, so she hurriedly turned around.

"Now I know I was wrong. It's too late. She said.

"You're wrong." The maidservant staggered past and reached out to put her shoulder on the shoulder, "He doesn't know it's wrong, people are just for their own peace of mind." ”

Banqin was slightly puzzled, watched the maid step into the hall door, and hurriedly followed.

"If he asks to see the lady, will the lady see him?" Banqin couldn't help but ask.

"Banqin, what you said is wrong again." The maidservant smiled, "If you don't see the lady, if you dare to say that you want to see it." ”

Banqin sighed. Sure enough, after a while, the little guy outside the door said that Feng Lin Shili left after three times.

There is nothing to say and nothing to see.

The street door opened, and I watched the familiar girl come out. The people waiting on the side of the street immediately rushed forward.

"Mrs. Cheng wants to write."

"Can you only look at it and can't ask it?"

"You can ask, as long as you want Li Mao to see it yourself, you can realize the Tao, maybe you can also be accepted as an apprentice by Cheng Niangzi Mingzheng."

"Then I'll let the lady look at my handwriting in a while, and maybe give me some pointers."

The voices were noisy, and there was a lot of laughter, but soon quieted down with Cheng Niangzi's pen.

"There are clothes to wash quickly, and when these words are finished, the water will be dark." The women on the side of the street beckoned.

Writing quietly here, the women in the market over there were laughing and bustling by, Han Yuanchao retracted his gaze and couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Childe, do you want to go over?" The little guy couldn't help but ask.

Han Yuanchao shook his head, Feng Lin just bowed three times and left, what else was he going to see? They all said that the sermons are different and do not conspire with each other.

The words in the court have already come out, and they are well-informed in the post house, and the descriptions are colorful, and people are sometimes shocked and sometimes nodding in agreement.

"So the evil is invincible, the ghost is the ghost, just enter Beijing and want to make a reputation, and don't look at who you want to fight, that's a fairy!"

Han Yuanchao didn't agree with this kind of words, how could Feng Lin be a person for fame?

It's just that now the limelight is reversed, and the winner is the king and the loser is just Kou.

This incident sounds not unfamiliar, just like the woman my father told her to deal with the thief monk, if you don't make a move, you will die, put people to death, and be ruthless and ruthless.

What kind of person is this?

While repaying the favor like a bodhisattva, and turning around, he raised his hand to kill without distinction between good and evil.

"Jiangzhou fool..."Han Yuanchao said silently, turned around and walked, "Let's go." ”

After getting on the horse and walking a few steps, he couldn't help but turn around, and saw the woman sitting around the crowd quietly practicing calligraphy, but the girl standing by the door met his gaze, but the next moment he turned away.

There is no ecstasy at first sight, nor the sadness when I smell the parting, just like a passerby.

Han Wonchao retracted his gaze and urged his horse through the crowd and down the street.

Because of his father's relationship, this time Han Yuanchao lived in the post house, and when he saw him come back, a post man immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Xiao Han Xiucai, someone is looking for you." He said.

Since my father met the saint three times a day, there are many people looking for them, including fellow villagers, classmates, and acquaintances, who are overwhelmed by each other, but also broaden their contacts.

Speaking of which, this is also because of the lady.

"Isn't my father here?" Han Yuanchao asked, dismounting.

"Lord Han is here, but someone came to say that you are looking for Xiao Han Xiucai." Yi Cheng said with a flattering smile, while raising his hand to point into the hall.

Han Yuanchao looked up and saw a man coming out of there, dressed neatly and neatly, not rich but by no means poor.

But the face is strange.

This is?

"Han Engong."

Li Dasco stepped forward and bowed.

This voice reminded Han Yuanchao, and he looked at the man who bowed his head and saluted, and had some complicated feelings.

Eun Gong...

I don't know who is who's benefactor.

Sit down in your room. The atmosphere was slightly awkward. Li Dasco did not speak. Leaned over and pushed over a flying coupon.

"What are you doing here?"

Han Yuanchao recognized at a glance that it was the dividend he returned in Taipingju that day, and couldn't help frowning.

"Engong will listen to me first." Li Dasco interrupted him and said with a smile.

Han Wonchao looked at him.

"I also just learned about the past between Engong and Niangzi, Engong is Niangzi's Engong..."Li Dasco said.

"No, the lady is my father-in-law." Han Wonchao interrupted him to reiterate the point.

Li Dasco replied.

"That's a matter between the lady and the engong, this money is between me and the engong, and it has nothing to do with the lady." He said.

Han Yuanchao was stunned again, this....

"The lady repays the kindness of the father. It is the righteousness of helping the Grace Highway to see the injustice. Li Dasco continued, "Please be a cook, and the lady will repay the kindness of Engong, these dividends were originally mine, and I want to give them to Engong." ”

Is that so?

"You can't take it if it's yours, it's too heavy." Han Won said with a pusher.

Li Dasco still pushed the money back.

"Eun Gong is stingy when he says that." He said with a smile, "I received it from Engong before." ”

Han Yuanchao looked slightly embarrassed.

"I'm not here to blame Eun-gong." Li Dasco hurriedly continued, "I know that Engong has to repay the money because of his wife, and I have no other meaning when I came here, I just want to tell Engong." This money has nothing to do with the lady, and I ask Engong to accept it. ”

Han Yuanchao shook his head before speaking. Li Dasco leaned over and saluted.

"But please rest assured, I came to repay the money because Engong misunderstood, not to force Engong, I understand Engong's thoughts, and I understand Engong's intentions, I only have the previous money, from today on, Engong no longer holds the dividends of my Taipingju, please rest assured." He said, "Since then, it has been paid off, and the kindness and righteousness have been kept in mind, and the money has nothing to do with each other." ”

Han Yuanchao looked at Li Dasco for a moment and nodded.

"Okay, in that case, don't mention the past, just leave it at that." He said with a smile.

Li Dasco saluted again.

"Thank you." He said, getting up, "Then I'll take my leave." ”

There is no superfluous word, and there is no mention of other things.

Han Wonchao looked at him.

"Let's go." He said.

Li Dasco turned around and walked to the door, and couldn't help but stop.

"Han Engong, I just want to say that my lady is a good person." He said.

The two are to let the won of the Han Dynasty be in the air.

"Someone said it wouldn't let you say that when you came, right?" He asked with a smile.

Li Dascoo has a look that you guessed.

"Yes, Miss Banqin said, I don't need to say much to you, just talk about things." He said, shook his hand, and sighed again, "However, I still can't help but say that my lady is a good person." ”

Han Wonchao nodded with a smile.

"Yes." "She's a good person," he said. ”

Li Dasco glanced at him and turned to leave, walked to the door and stopped.

"I forgot." He hurried back and stretched out his hand, "Engong, Miss Banqin said that her friendship with you is also going to end, and she said that she is different from you, so please return to her the Analects she gave you." ”

Han Yuanchao was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't laugh or cry.

These women......

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"Now, in a short period of time, no one really dares to reprimand you with remarks such as bewitching the public."

On a winter afternoon, in Cheng Jianniang's hall, Qin Shisanlang sat cross-legged and said with a smile.

"I didn't have such a thing." Cheng Jianniang said.

Qin Shisanlang smiled without saying a word, picked up the tea bowl and drank it all.

"What if Li Mao didn't make a stone bullet?" He asked again.

This time, it was able to counter Feng Lin's arguments, mainly relying on the stone bomb made by Li Mao, and it was also made because he saw Cheng Jianniang's fireworks.

It seems to be unrelated but related, which is in line with the saying that the speaker has no intention, the listener has the intention, the actor has no intention, and the viewer has the intention.

No wonder Feng Lin would insist that it was too coincidental, it was really too coincidental.

What if the stone bullet is not made in time? Or what if Li Mao didn't say it because he watched the fireworks and was instructed? One is indispensable.

Cheng Jianniang looked at him.

"There are no ifs." "So don't think about it." ”

There are no ifs in this world.

If I hadn't given you a leg cure, would you have agreed to my proposal?

Qin Shisanlang looked at the woman in front of him.

"If you know my rules, why don't you let me treat your leg?"

"So, don't be sad, there is never an if, what is is what is."

There is no if, so there is no possibility.

Qin Shisanlang smiled, lowered his head and poured his own tea, hiding a trace of sighing.

This woman. (To be continued......)