The white belly of the fish exposed in the east gradually took on the red color, illuminating the Taihu Lake sparkling, like a huge vanity mirror. The breeze makes the lake look exceptionally clear.

Zhu Ping'an sat on the dwarf rock in front of the boulder by the Taihu Lake, and couldn't help but stretch out his fingers to dip the lake surface like a green mirror, the slightest coolness was transmitted from his fingertips to his heart, and he swept away the egg pain brought by the uncle just now, picked up a handful of lake water and washed his face. After washing his face, he spread the black wooden board on the boulder, poured a bamboo tube of lake water into a natural groove on the boulder, took out the oxtail brush made by Zhu's father from the schoolbag, dipped it in the lake water, and wrote the black wooden board.

The rising sun in the east finally broke free from the shackles of the horizon and sprinkled warmth and light on the young man who practiced calligraphy diligently by Taihu Lake. After the sun gradually brightened, Zhu Ping'an put away the black wooden board of the brush and bamboo tube, took out a hand-copied book from his schoolbag, and looked at it with relish.

In the distance, white sails appeared where the water and the sky met, and from time to time the shouts of fishermen were heard.

The boy on the shore of Taihu Lake packed up his things, returned the same way with his schoolbag on his shoulder, and bought two servings of tofu brain and six "fried juniper" when passing by the street, uh, that is, fried dough sticks, at this time people are still used to calling it "fried juniper", and expressed indignation at Qin Hui's murder of Yue Fei's father and son in Fengbo Pavilion on trumped-up charges.

Zhu Ping'an carried fried dough sticks and tofu brain and returned to the inn.

Zhu Ping'an's room in the inn was relatively remote, and of course the price was relatively cheap, but when he returned to the room, he heard that the room seemed to be quite lively.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard a cheer of surprise:

"Ah, Xianggong is back, and he brought back my favorite fried juniper."

Nima

Messire?

What's the situation?

What kind of moth is this demon girl going to produce?

This was Zhu Ping'an's first thought, but when Zhu Ping'an saw the scene in the room, he was relieved, so it was.

In the room stood three officials dressed in similar costumes but slightly ornate, and the leader had a waist knife hanging from his waist, which looked somewhat similar to a Miao knife, with a long handle, a straight spine and a slightly curved blade.

Uh, this can't be the famous embroidered spring knife, right?

What happened to the east window?

Thinking of the seriousness of the matter again, Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but pause, and then he smelled a touch of aroma coming, and the demon girl fell into Zhu Ping'an's arms like a bird returning to the nest, pulled Zhu Ping'an to sit on the chair with a smile, and then took the fritters and tofu brain in Zhu Ping'an's hand, as if she was a little daughter-in-law.

"Xianggong, these brocade brothers are here to conduct a routine search, and it is said that they are going to search for assassins or something, so scary." The demon girl sat next to Zhu Ping'an, looking like a weak woman was afraid, and said angrily.

It's really Jinyiwei, they didn't wear flying fish suits like Donnie Yen in the TV series, and the embroidered spring knife was only brought by the leader, and the others were ordinary swords.

"There are a few officials who have worked hard for our safety, there is still a little breakfast here, if you don't dislike it, please warm up your body with some warmth." Zhu Ping'an got up from the chair, bowed his hand, and then stuffed a small ingot of silver into the hand of the leader without a trace, and said politely.

Stuffing some broken silver into the official is not because of a weak heart, but because most of the people are sophisticated. If these officials have a better temperament, if they have a bad temperament, they will cause a lot of inconvenience to the owner during the search, break things, discard the ground or walk along or something, if they stuff some silver taels, no matter whether they are good or bad, they will be more polite.

"Where, Childe is polite, the assassin who assassinated Lord Tongzhi has not been caught yet, and we are just doing a routine inspection." The leading Jinyi guard took the silver, and it fell into his sleeve with a slight turn, he was quite familiar, and he spoke a lot more politely, "There are so many books, Childe is here to catch the exam, we will leave after the routine inspection, and we will not disturb Childe's preparation." ”

"Then there will be a big brother who is a big brother of the officials." Zhu Ping'an saluted again, then retreated to his seat and stood against the table.

The leading Jinyi Wei led two of his subordinates to start searching, and his actions were much more polite, and after a few searches, he didn't find anything illegal such as bloody clothes and knives, and a few people were ready to leave.

Just as a few people were about to leave, a sharp-eyed brocade guard noticed something under the bed and walked over.

That's the medicinal herbs bought.

Zhu Ping'an's back was sweating, but his face was the same, as if nothing had happened.

The brocade guard lay down at the bottom of the bed and found nothing else, just a few paper-wrapped medicinal herbs, and took them out.

The leading Jinyi guard walked over, opened a package of medicinal materials, and opened another package of medicinal materials, then turned his head to look at Zhu Ping'an.

At this time, I saw that the demon girl blushed slightly, was shy and pretty, pinched her handkerchief and looked shy, lay on Zhu Ping'an's shoulder with disgust, and said shyly:

"Ah, I'm ashamed, those jade butterflies, ejiao, aloe vera, pearl powder, and ginseng are all made up for the daughter's family, and people want to get a man for the prime minister."

As she spoke, the demon girl shyly pinched Zhu Ping'an's waist.

The two packets of medicinal herbs opened by the leader of Jinyiwei happened to be bought by the demon girl to beautify and nourish her body. Jin Yiwei and the others also had a rough understanding of pharmacology, and saw that the medicinal materials opened were indeed used by women to replenish the body, and there were no medicinal materials for treating knife wounds and internal injuries.

At this moment, seeing the shyness of the demon girl, and listening to her shyness, he was also relieved, and finally held back a smile, and several brocade guards reached out and hugged their fists to say goodbye and left.

In one fell swoop, he was just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, and it is estimated that his hair has not grown, so it is a little difficult for him.

A young man who has not grown all his hair, a mature girl who is like a flower and a peach, and a man in one fell swoop, no wonder the young scholar's face seems to be a little pale, it turns out that the night is too hard.

Several brocade guards couldn't help but laugh and went downstairs to leave.

After the voices of several Jinyi guards disappeared completely, Zhu Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the chair regardless of his image, poured a cup of herbal tea, and poured it into his stomach.

The demon girl looked Zhu Ping'an up and down, covered her cherry mouth and sneered:

"Xianggong, look at the virtue of shaking his face and white legs, he is still not a man, giggles"

Look at your sister!

Zhu Ping'an was powerless to complain, it's not all caused by you, a demon girl, and he is just a powerless scholar in his two lives, how can he see this scene, if he can be calm and not pee his pants, he can be regarded as having a strong psychological quality. Besides, my legs weren't shaking at all.

"Giggles, I doubt you're still not a man." The enchantress sat down at the table with a smile and sneered again.

"Do you want me to take it out and show you?" Zhu Ping'an glanced at the demon girl and spoke lightly.

The demon girl looked at Zhu Ping'an with a smile, disdainful of Zhu Ping'an's words.

Your sister

I'm still so grumpy

Zhu Ping'an immediately stretched out his hand into his arms

Seeing this, the enchantress turned a face, took a step back, and took out a dagger from nowhere, shining. It seems that Zhu Ping'an has a misdeed, and he will pass it with a knife, cleanly.

Then, I saw Zhu Ping'an take out a Lu Yin from his arms and pat it on the table, pointing to a line of words on the Lu Yin, and the corners of his mouth hooked, "See, Zhu Ping'an, Xia He Village, Ding Nan." ”

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