Yang Muyun didn't seem to hear the questioning of these two people, and he didn't raise his eyelids, raised his wine glass and put it to his lips and sipped it gently.

The two exchanged glances and exchanged weapons. The gray-robed scribe held a pair of judge's pens in his hand, and the blue-robed scribe held a short-handled steel spear.

The blue-robed scribe flew with a short spear in his hand and poked at the old man's back, and the young man was startled, his body bounced, and he slashed at the shoulder of the blue-robed scribe with a short knife in his hand.

And the gray-robed scribe's judge's pen was left and right, and he pounced on Yang Muyun. The left hand poked him in the shoulder, and the right hand poked at his temple, and the tip of the pen hissed with energy.

Yang Muyun didn't look at it, his right hand stretched out, the chopsticks in his hand had touched his throat, and the gray-robed scribe was startled, and his body retreated sharply. Yang Muyun turned his right hand back, picked up a meatball and put it in his mouth, still not looking at him.

The young man over there was no match for the blue-robed scribe soon, and the steel gun in the blue-robed scribe's hand knocked away the boy's short knife, and then with an "ah" sound, the boy staggered back a few steps, and was shot in the shoulder.

Yang Muyun raised his wine glass, only to see the blue-robed scribe with a spear head, and stabbed the red-faced bearded old man behind his back. Before the tip of the gun touched the old man's shirt, he only felt a pain in his wrist, a numbness in his entire arm, and the short gun had fallen to the ground. He raised his eyes and saw that the wine glass in Yang Muyun's hand was gone.

At this time, the gray-robed scribe saw the opportunity and rose into the air, and the judge's pen in his hand was like Mount Tai pressing into the top of Yang Muyun's head. The tip of the pen broke through the air, but the person was nowhere to be seen, the gray-robed scribe was stunned, his shoulders were numb, his hair was grabbed and his whole body was leaned back, and a stream of hot juice poured into his nasal cavity, which stimulated tears to flow. Then the vest struck the man, and the body flew up and fell to the ground.

The blue-robed scribe took a few steps forward to help him up, glared at Yang Muyun and said, "Since this prince is involved in this matter, please leave a Wan'er, and we can go back and have an explanation." Saying that, he hugged his fists and made a salute.

Yang Muyun took a chopstick dish and slowly put it in his mouth, still not looking at them.

The blue-robed scribe blushed, picked up the short spear on the ground, pulled the sleeve of his companion's coat, and roared in a low voice: "Go-"

After the two staggering figures disappeared outside the door, the shopkeeper nodded and came over to clean up the mess.

"Thank you for this son's rescue, I don't know the son's name." The boy clutched the wound on his shoulder and bowed deeply.

"Xiao Linzi, I'm tired, help me up and rest first." The red-faced man does not need the old man to stand up.

"Yes, sir." Despite the fact that the wound on his shoulder was still bleeding, the boy hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his arm.

When passing by Yang Muyun's side, the corners of the old man's mouth lifted slightly, and he cast a grateful glance at him.

"Master, people saved us, why don't you let the little one thank them well?" The boy whispered at the turn of the stairs.

"Stupid, in public, people don't want to reveal their identity, but you are noisy on the sidelines, you are really stupid." The old man reprimanded in a low voice.

......

Now the only people who eat on the first floor are Yang Muyun and the young couple.

Yang Muyun cast a strange glance at them, there was a commotion here just now, and the two of them were still sitting there eating peacefully, as if nothing had happened next to them, it was really evil, I don't know where they came from, you must know that ordinary people have already hid when they encounter this scene.

"It seems that the people who came to stay at this Ping An Inn today are not good." Yang Muyun muttered to himself in his heart.

"Jingle bell-" The sound of a silver bell ringing, Yang Muyun couldn't help but raise his head.

A beautiful maiden dressed in a strange costume walked into the inn like a cheerful lark, and she wore a beautiful silver flower crown with a silver crescent moon like a bull's horn inserted in the crown, and a colorful ribbon was tied to the tip of the moon, and a silver flower belt hung on the lower edge of the silver crown, and under the flower belt was a circle of small silver flower pendants. She wore a silver collar around her grub-like neck, and a silver lock and a silver collar on her chest. She wore a light purple right blouse on her upper body, embroidered with patterns of flowers, birds, fish and insects on her shoulders and cuffs, and a batik gaudy pleated skirt was tied around her slender waist, and a string of silver waist bells were tied around her waist, which made a pleasant ringing as soon as she walked.

She was about fourteen or fifteen years old, and her beautiful jewel-like eyes were extremely smart. The scholar in the corner on the right couldn't help but change his face when he saw her, and hurriedly lowered his head.

The eyes of the girl dressed in silver fell on the young couple, smiled, moved a pair of long and light thighs, and came to them gracefully, and sat down opposite them.

"Brother-in-law—" The girl opened her mouth lightly, and her voice was like a gurgling spring flowing through a mountain stream.

The scholar coughed lightly and said with a blank face: "Girl, do you recognize the wrong person?" ”

"Brother-in-law, don't you know me?" The girl's petal-like cherry lips opened into an O-shape, "I'm Yani, and my sister Yandi is your wife, have you forgotten?" ”

The scholar showed a disgusted face: "Shut up, my son is from a famous family, how can he get acquainted with a mountain woman like you." As he spoke, he glanced at the young woman beside him uneasily.

The young woman took out a silk scarf and wiped her lips, glanced at the scholar with a pair of apricot eyes, and a sneer hooked up at the corner of her mouth: "Ling Yihan, where did you get the love debt!" ”

"Sister Wan." The scholar hurriedly said: "I am the only one in my heart, you must not believe this demon girl's nonsense." ”

"That's good." The young woman pointed coldly at the girl, "If you kill her, I will believe you." ”

"Sister Wan—" The scholar was stunned.

The young woman turned her head away and looked at him no more.

The scholar gritted his teeth, "choked", pulled out the sword at his waist, and pointed at the silver-clad girl.

"You're going to kill me?" The girl was stunned.

The scholar stopped answering, and the long sword turned into a frost and swept towards the girl's immature body. "Bell-" The bell rang in the seat, and the shadow had disappeared.

The scholar seemed to be crazy, and he missed with one blow, and one sword after another swept towards the flower-like Fangting like a storm. The girl's slender and delicate body is like a flat boat in a huge wave, always when it is about to capsize

Drift past.

When the scholar stabbed down with another sword, he froze, and the girl hid behind Yang Muyun.

Yang Muyun sat there quietly, motionless. He poured a glass of wine with an unchanged expression, and then drank it all in one fell swoop, without looking at the scholar.

The scholar's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, glared at the girl behind Yang Muyun, and shouted in a deep voice: "Yani, come here." ”

Jenny's jewel-like pupils turned around, and she smiled coquettishly: "Brother-in-law, are you afraid of him?" ”

The scholar snorted and did not speak.

"Brother-in-law, you promise to go back with me, stay with my sister from now on, and I will go." Jenny's words were soft, as if she was pleading with him.

"Don't think—" the scholar snorted angrily.

"Okay, Ling Yihan, don't regret it." Jenny's voice grew colder.

The scholar frowned, and was about to say another few words. At a glance, I caught a glimpse of the young woman moving lightly and walking upstairs.

"Sister Wan-" The scholar returned the sword into the sheath, and couldn't take care of Yani anymore, so he chased after him quickly.

Watching the scholar's figure disappear, she glanced down at Yang Muyun, laughed, and sat down across from him. Slender Jade picked up the flask and poured him a glass of wine, then raised the glass and saluted.

Yang Muyun didn't answer, looked up at her, and said the first sentence he said in the restaurant: "You are not Han?" ”

"I'm a Miao person." She narrowed her eyes and smiled and shook the silver ornaments on her body, making a pleasant sound.

"That person is going to kill you, you better leave." Yang Muyun took the wine glass and drank it all.

Seeing that he drank his own toast, Jenny smiled even sweeter. "You'll protect me, won't you?"

"But I'm going to get out of here eventually." Yang Muyun said lightly, he lifted the wine jug and poured a glass of wine, and saluted back.

"It's fine." Xini took the wine glass and drank it in one gulp, two blush rose on her cheeks as tender as egg whites, "Before you leave here, he will become a dead man, and dead people don't kill." After saying that, he giggled, "I haven't asked for your name yet." ”

"Yang Muyun." Hearing such a beautiful and lovely little girl curse a person to die lightly, Yang Muyun frowned.

"Jenny." Jenny picked up the wine jug and poured two glasses of wine, held it in her hand, and handed a glass to Yang Muyun, Yang Muyun touched her slippery jade finger when she took the wine glass, and her heart moved, and when she looked at her, Jenny's beautiful eyes were full of smiles, without a trace of shyness.

The wine glass in her hand touched Yang Muyun lightly, raised her neck and drank it all. Yang Muyun hesitated, but still finished the wine in the cup.

She smiled, her beautiful eyes narrowed into a crooked crescent moon, and she turned around and hummed a cheerful tune and walked with light steps towards the outside of the inn.

"The girls in the Barbarian Land have a bold style, which is very different from the women of the Central Plains." Looking at her disappearing shadow, Yang Muyun said secretly.

Yang Muyun returned to his room and was about to rest, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

He went over and opened the door, and the red-faced bearded old man stood in the doorway with a smile on his face.

"Engong—" The old man bowed with a sharp voice.

"Don't do this, old gentleman, please come in quickly." Yang Muyun hurriedly let him in.

The two sat down in the room, and the old man opened his mouth first.

"If it weren't for Engong today, I'm afraid my master and servant would have been poisoned. It is difficult to repay the kindness of the father. ”

The old gentleman is serious, and it's just a gesture. He should say thank you. Yang Muyun said politely.

"I don't know Engongzun's surname, where is the name? Can you tell me? ”

"When we meet in Pingshui, we deserve a fateful word, why should the old gentleman be too stubborn?" Yang Muyun said with a smile.

"Well, Engong doesn't want to say it, and the old man doesn't force it, if he can come to Jingshi, he can go to the Pisces Hutong of the clarification workshop to find the old man, the old man's surname is Jin, and his single name is an English character." Seeing that Yang Muyun didn't want to say his identity, the old man got up and said goodbye.

"If you are really lucky enough to go to Jingshi, I will definitely visit the old gentleman's house." Yang Muyun politely sent the old man out.

After the old man's figure walked away, Yang Muyun covered the door. It let out a long sigh, and from the words of the two of them, as well as the sarcasm of the two middle-aged scribes before him, he knew that the two masters and servants were two eunuchs. From the bottom of his heart, he does not reject eunuchs and other groups that are different from ordinary people, although he has read a lot of history books, and the history books describe eunuchs as very unbearable, but he thinks that this is a group of poor people, and their physical defects make them isolated from normal people and not understood. This is also the reason why he stood up when the master and servant were ridiculed and bullied by others.

Yang Muyun blew out the lights, lay on the bed with his clothes, and secretly thought about the journey all the way in his heart, tomorrow out of Qingshuitan Town, it will be Gaoyou County, and then Yangzhou will be ...... It's been a while since Nandu, are Shisu and Su'er okay? Also, I have to go back to Huzhou when I have time, my parents are old, I am not around, I don't know how they are now? My sister and my nephew Hu Wenguang, who is as old as myself, and other relatives and friends...... When he went back, he had to bring perilla, but no one knew that he also had a daughter-in-law, except for Zhou Mengnan. Zi Su saw how Zhou Mengnan wanted to get along, she was small-minded, would she have a good relationship with Mengnan?

He was thinking about it when a quarrel broke out next door, and it was the scholar and his lady who heard the voice, but he didn't expect the two of them to live next door to him. Yang Muyun turned over, with a burst of disgust in his heart, ashamed of the scholar's character, and heard the little Miao girl named Yan Ni say that the scholar named Ling Yihan was good with her sister, and later left her sister to return to the Central Plains to find a new love. It's just a matter of liking the new and hating the old, and he killed his beloved sister in the past, this person really deserves to be cursed. The quarrel next door was getting louder and louder, mixed with the sound of falling things. Yang Muyun jumped up from the bed, pushed open the door and walked out......

The shopkeeper and the guy of the inn were also helplessly listening to the quarrel, and Yang Muyun found from the helpless eyes that his best choice was to go outside......

At night, there was no one on the streets of the town, except for the watchman. As he walked down the clean streets, he suddenly heard a crisp and beautiful music drifting along the cool summer breeze, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes sharp, sometimes tactful, sometimes melodious...... Such as birds singing mountain streams, such as the murmuring of clear springs. Like the sound of a flute, it is clearer than the sound of a flute; Like the sound of the piano, it is more exciting than the sound of the piano.

Yang Muyun followed the music to the east to a lake, a slender and graceful figure stood about under a willow tree, and the moonlight shone on her silver jewelry, shining brightly.

"Miss Yani, is that you?" Yang Muyun was surprised.

The music stopped abruptly, and she turned to look at him, a sweet smile on her face, and the moonlight shone on her beautiful countenance, radiating a holy glow.

"Miss Yannie, are you playing music?"

"Hmm-" Juni replied softly.

Yang Muyun saw that she didn't have any musical instruments on her, and couldn't help but ask strangely: "I wonder what the girl used to play such beautiful music?" ”