Chapter 342: Dry Firewood

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The sound of stepping on the snow came from far and near, Zhang Xiaowu turned around, and saw Zhu Wushuang walking over wearing a white coat and a white plush cloak, she asked with a concerned face: "Are you using this snow as a quilt?" Go back quickly, lest you catch a cold. The plague outside the city is not yet healed, and it will not be good for you to get the wind chill again. ”

"What Miss Zhu said is extremely true, and what she said is extremely true." Hu Li jumped up and said, "I'll go back, keep the New Year." ”

Zhang Xiaowu also got up and said goodbye to him, Hu Li winked at him and smiled meaningfully. Zhang Xiaowu replied with a look of not talking nonsense, and Hu Li immediately pursed his lips, meaning that you don't pretend to be a decent gentleman.

Zhu Wushuang stepped forward and said, "General, you just drank wine, so naturally you don't feel cold, but if you sit in the snow for a long time, you will be poisoned by the cold." ”

Zhang Xiaowu said with a smile: "I know that after being poisoned by the cold, you will feel hot all over, take off your clothes and lie in the snow until you freeze to death, yes or no?" Before the crossing, his hometown was Wuchang, a small county town below Harbin, and when he was a child, he often saw drunk people freezing to death on the side of the road, but strangely they all took off their clothes and froze to death. When he was a child, he didn't understand the truth, and when he grew up and went to school, he learned that before people freeze to death, their skin will emit heat to resist the cold, and people will feel hot at this time, and they will feel hot and strip naked to dissipate heat, which is why the frozen ghosts are naked.

Zhu Wushuang nodded, and wanted to help him go back, Zhang Xiaowu waved his hand and thanked him sincerely: "I can go, I'm tired of Miss Zhu." Zhu Wushuang was very disappointed, but pretended not to care, and deliberately choked: "Don't blame me for not helping you if you fall, beware that you can't cross the threshold." ”

Zhang Xiaowu laughed, and then returned to his house, his house is divided into two rooms, the outer room is called a partial room, and there are generally maids or bed warmers. However, Mang Chong is young after all, and he still commands the subordinates in the house to do things today, so he has already gone back to his room and fallen asleep, and he even forgot about the vigil. One of the inside was a bedroom, and there was originally a screen between the bedroom and the side room, but Zhang Xiaowu felt that it was in the way, so he withdrew, and only two curtains were hung.

Zhang Xiaowu opened the curtain, but saw that the maid Yuan Wanqiu had already prepared hot water and sat aside waiting for him. He washed his face, washed his feet, returned to the bed and sat down, Wanqiu took the water and bowed obediently, turned to go down.

Looking out the window through the window paper, a bright moon hangs in the night sky, and the moon is the brightest and roundest tonight, so a good picture of the winter snow reflecting the bright moon.

"Shh......h

Zhang Xiaowu has been living in this world for three years unconsciously, and he hurriedly looks back on the past and feels a lot of emotion. He was not afraid of death before, and he did not hesitate to die, he thought that even if he died, he would be able to travel back and return to modern life. Maybe he's still the deputy section chief Zhang,

However, now he is discovering more and more that he can't die, he can't afford to die. Once he died, what would happen to these brothers of his? Once he died, those knives and arrows would shoot directly at them, and he suddenly felt that people were so tired of living, and how could they have so many worries.

"The more you become an official, the more difficult it is to be a person." Zhang Xiaowu muttered to himself.

The door creaked open and Zhang Xiaowu looked up and saw that it was Yuan Wanqiu, holding hot tea and snacks, and walked in cautiously, and then closed the door so that the cold wind outside would not blow in. Seeing that Zhang Xiaowu didn't sleep, she hurriedly made a blessing and said, "My lord, you have drunk a lot of wine, I'm afraid you haven't eaten much, eat some hot tea and make some." ”

Zhang Xiaowu happened to be a little hungry, so he sat at the table and ate the pastry, took a bite, and found that it was actually osmanthus in it, and said in surprise: "This is ......"

Yuan Wanqiu said: "This is osmanthus cake, which is a delicacy in the maid's hometown." ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "Where is your hometown?" ”

"My hometown is from Songjiang Mansion, Hangzhou, Jiangnan."

"Yo, there is a place where literati come out in large numbers, known as Songjiang Genius Half Hangzhou, Hangzhou Genius Half Jiangnan."

Yuan Wanqiu pursed her lips and smiled: "So adults can't imagine that my grandfather will be the commander of the silver-clothed guard, right?" ”

"I really didn't expect it." Zhang Xiaowu said with a smile, ate two osmanthus cakes, drank some tea, and said: "Your grandfather is a capable person, who can go from a martial artist to the commander of the silver-clothed guard." But you don't have to feel sorry for him, if he didn't follow the wrong person, I'm afraid that he would have already been an official to the criminal department at this time, and after many years, your family's title can be upgraded to a few levels. It's a pity that the creation made people and followed the wrong prince. ”

Yuan Wanqiu said: "The maid didn't think much about it, the past was over, and Grandpa brought wealth and disaster to the family. The maid thought to herself, if Grandpa didn't go to Longdu and did what a silver-clothed guard do, I am afraid that there would not be so many miscellaneous things, let alone fall into this way. The time is also fate, and the servant is now a maid by the general's side, but she is also at ease, and she does not have to worry about being persecuted by gangsters, let alone being rushed into the Sect Division. ”

The Faculty Division is subordinate to the Criminal Department, a place dedicated to the training of kabuki, and the girls in it are often the daughters of poor families who can't survive at home, or the daughters of criminals who have come home, and the girls collected by the Sect Division are only twelve years old, and Yuan Wanqiu is sixteen years old, so she was not rushed into it.

Zhang Xiaowu took a sip of tea, felt a little hot all over his body, and asked, "......What is this tea?"

"This is the tea of the maid's hometown, called red ginger tea, soaked with brown sugar and ginger, and then supplemented with Yuezhou Longqian tea, soaked in snow water, and then boiled for half an hour with warm fire." Yuan Wanqiu introduced.

Zhang Xiaowu smiled and said, "You still know the tea ceremony? ”

"I don't understand, my grandmother taught me, she is the master of the tea ceremony, but it's a pity that she is a woman." Yuan Wanqiu pursed her lips and said with a smile.

Zhang Xiaowu saw her smile and suddenly felt that a hundred flowers were blooming, thousands of purples and thousands of reds were coming, and Yuan Wanqiu's crescent eyes were so beautiful. He used to see Yuan Wanqiu beautiful, and he felt that it was a pleasure to keep such a beautiful maid by his side and look at it, but he never felt like this today, so strong and thorough, and there was a primitive possessiveness that burst out from his heart.

He felt that he had drunk too much today, waved his hand, and let Wanqiu go down. Wanqiu stared at him with concern for a while, seeing that his face was red and his ears were red, worried about his physical condition, and said, "I live in a small bed in the side room, if the general has any orders, just call me." ”

"No, it's too cold, and there is no stove in the side room." Zhang Xiaowu saw that the more impulsive she was, he simply closed his eyes and lay down, waving his hand. But a sudden desire rose in his heart, and a demon seemed to say to him, "What are you still guarding?" ”

"I just don't want to drag others down, like I can't protect Jiu'er."

"But you need a woman, look, this girl she likes you and is willing to be your woman, she doesn't need your protection. Does Jiu'er need your protection? ”

"Isn't it needed?"

"You're just cowardly, who gave you protection."

His eyes grew redder and redder, as if a demon had taken possession of his heart, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

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