The clouds are blooming, bringing some shade to the city of Hangzhou on the earth, and in the sound of firecrackers and gongs and drums faintly coming from outside, far and near, Xiaochan ran into the shade of the trees with a wooden barrel and hung the washed clothes on the ropes across the courtyard. &*．． The fastest update** girl is the most fresh and lively age, even if she is wearing a patched gray dress, the skirt that occasionally dances lightly in the breeze can still set off the slender and graceful figure. She was smiling while drying her clothes, and she was talking to the young man sitting under the eaves reading a book.

That's her uncle, and of course, now her man.

"It's so lively...... Uncle, you said that he could elect that martial arts master today. ”

What she was talking about was naturally the "Green Forest Conference" that has been making a lot of noise in the city these days, and it is said that many strange people have shown their skills at that conference these days. Several martial arts generals in the city, along with the Holy Father Fang La, participated in watching, and now these things are talked about every day outside, and talking about the great mastery of someone is even more interesting than talking about the poetry battle of various talents in the past.

Of course, if you want to talk about poetry clubs and literary clubs, it is not without them in the city these days, many literary societies have already made moves in these days, but there are also a few good poems circulating, and there are also some current texts with acupuncture and disadvantages. There is a literati who has not been selected before, and naturally hopes to get an official position before the new dynasty is officially finalized.

These poetry clubs, literary clubs, and gentlemen from Wenlie Academy also participated, and their status was not low, but Ning Yi naturally didn't go - the sword camp side did not restrain this. But first, Ning Yi was not well-known in the Hangzhou literary circle before, and secondly, he now has a complicated identity in Wenlie Academy, no one dares to mess with him, but he has no official identity. Even if everyone had a discussion, it was only within the academy. So his name still hasn't been passed out after all. Taking a step back, even if someone asked, he would not have been able to stir up these frivolous things at this time - his poetry was fake anyway, and he could avoid it.

At this time, when he heard Xiaochan talk about the conference, Ning Yi raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's the deputy leader of the martial arts alliance." Not a martial arts master...... But I didn't even invite your uncle, who is called the bloody hand slaughter, what kind of martial arts conference is it, a group of farmers are just entertaining themselves......"

Ning Yi jokes on weekdays, and his tone has always been half boring and half ridiculous, and Xiaochan laughed when she heard it. Climbing behind the clothes on the rope: "Then uncle, you can go, didn't Brother Ah Chang say that you can go." ”

Ning Yi took the book and smiled: "But he also said that it was a crop-style party." If Ah Chang A's life is too lazy to go to the kind of martial arts, wouldn't I lose my identity when I went, did I ask me to be the leader of the alliance. &*．． Fastest update**"

"Oh, but I've heard from the infirmary that someone breathes fire...... Xiaochan said. It's a pity. "And the people who can turn over a hundred fights in a row......"

Ning Yi didn't comment on her concept of treating a juggling master as a martial arts master, of course, the girl was not a fool, she was just chattering and making fun at this time. After drying the clothes, she put the wooden basin back in the room, sat down next to Ning Yi, and fanned it with a pu fan. Ning Yi reads the book, and she follows along. Occasionally chat with Ning Yi for a sentence or two. After a while, he lowered his voice and said, "Uncle." I heard them say, what did you say about Old Man Qian in the academy? ”

Since he went to see Qian Xiwen, the environment around Ning Yi has actually been much more relaxed - maybe it didn't start with visiting Qian Lao, but after talking to the young man on the roof that day, the people of the Badao Battalion sent more clothes, various daily necessities and the like, so the world of the two of them has basically become smoother now. But what Ning Yi said about Qian Xiwen in class caused repercussions in the academy after all, and now most people think that Ning Yi has suicidal tendencies, Xiaochan naturally knows the truth, and asked at this time. Of course, she also knew that her aunt's mood was actually affected to a certain extent that day. …,

Ning Yi looked at him, nodded, and said softly while flipping through the book: "It's okay." You know that what we are doing in Huzhou is not small, and some people want to protect your uncle, either their heads are pumped, or they think that your uncle is useful - very useful. That Liu Dabiao...... It's a madman who goes off the rails, it's not okay to be too conservative, and it's not enough to be handsome...... Do something out of the ordinary appropriately, so that people can look up to me. Moreover, I really want to do something for Qian Lao, and I don't want him and his family's bones to be buried in a mass grave all the time, and I can't pick them up in the future......"

Xiaochan nodded, in fact, although she seems to be cheerful recently, she has actually been quite sensitive in her heart, and she has been worried about this and that. Therefore, Ning Yi does not shy away from anything that can be said, and will always talk and talk to her. Speaking of the old man, the girl was slightly silent with a fan, and after a while, she looked at Ning Yi and said, "That aunt said this to those children, did he want to ...... Do you want to really teach them well? ”

"Why not?" Ning Yi glanced at her with a smile.

"But...... They are, they are, they are......"

"Xiaochan, what do you think...... Am I on the side of the court? ”

"Ugh." I probably hadn't thought about these things before, but when asked at this time, Xiaochan was startled, after all, she still regarded Fang La's army as a chaotic army in her heart, thought for a while, and stammered: "But, but...... The old man of the Qian family is not ...... It's not ......"

"I respect Qian Xiwen, because the old man has his own way, and he implements it very well, and it doesn't matter which side he is on. If I stand on the side of the imperial court, do I have to stand with those civil officials who only know corruption, military attaches who are greedy for life and afraid of death? Those bullies, hooligans, people who make me feel hopeless, I want them to die cleanly on either side. Xiaochan, I don't stand on either side. People like Qian Lao will make me feel that I should live, and the rest of the people, except for you and your young lady, even if they die, I don't care. ”

Ning Yi smiled: "Since I am a teacher here now, I will do my duty as a teacher and teach them good things, because they are just students, if they learn, I will also be very happy, and this world has become a little more interesting." Xiaochan, it's like those officials when we ran away, let them occupy a place in my head, I think it's a waste, they are cockroaches. If you see that you can trample to death, you can step on it, if it doesn't work, you should not see it, anyway, it's everywhere. ”

He shrugged: "I don't hate them anyway, and I don't like them. ”

After saying this, I felt that what I said was a bit cold. Just when I looked at Xiaochan, I found that the other party was nodding with his chin in his hands, which was obviously not perfunctory. In fact, Xiaochan thought about it in her heart, she was a little maid anyway, and the world she lived in was nothing more than the small courtyard and the sisters and aunts in the small courtyard. In the future, there may be a child she gave birth to with her uncle, and the things outside the yard don't mean much to her. Of course, she is not as open-minded as her uncle, and for the bad officials who betrayed her uncle. She's still quite vindictive. I thought it would be good if they were dead.

On an autumn afternoon, the atmosphere is a little more leisurely in this kind of chatter, the climate is cooler, and the wind is light. On such days, with the joy of the outside world. The various battles that took place around Hangzhou also seem to have become a little distant. Although occasionally wounded soldiers were brought in. But if you stay in the academy, you only give lectures every day. Watching a group of Confucian students drinking tea, whispering about some academic issues that are no different from those in the parents, or discussing the recent lively events in Hangzhou, is really like a peaceful and prosperous era of singing and dancing.

Ning Yi knew that he still had one level to pass, no matter how leisurely he was now, someone would always come over and make arrangements for him. People under low eaves can only be like this. But this level came a little abruptly and was actually a little strange. ..., It was the morning of the third day after chatting with Xiaochan, when he finished teaching and was about to pack up his things and wait to take away today's salary, the mountain chief Feng Yongli came to find him, and told him with a somewhat complicated expression that Liu Dabiao wanted to see him.

Near Wenlie Academy, it is basically the territory of Liu Dabiao of the Badao Battalion, Ning Yi is Zhilu Dao at this time, and the Badao Battalion participated in the war in Jiaxing before, and it seems that he has finally come back at this time. Ning Yi went out of the academy with the letter of Yongli, but on the way outside, he saw all kinds of flags fluttering, most of them were broken or stained with blood, and groups of soldiers were probably disbanded nearby.

The house where Liu Dabiao was located was on the corner of the street, maybe it was just in the morning, and it looked messy inside. Ning Yi entered from the door, and there were also groups of soldiers running around, some placing various items, and some cleaning. After entering a few doors, Ning Yi was led into a relatively quiet courtyard, two soldiers with knives on their backs opened the front door for him, the room was filled with a smell of medicine, after he entered, the door closed in the back, and the surroundings suddenly darkened.

The room in front of him is actually a bit big, like the emperor's hall on TV - as the Jinluan Palace is still small, it belongs to the kind of people who rent a small hall without much budget - the range of two zhang in front of Ning Yi seems to be a little empty, and in the place in front of it, a gauze curtain is hung, and the window on the side of the gauze curtain is opened, and the light shines in, so that Ning Yi can see what is in front of him clearly.

It was a large bed like a dragon chair, with a backrest and armrests, and no upper frame, because it was too big to say that it was a bed. Through the curtain, you can only see the outline of this bed, there are many strange things next to the big bed, tables, books, all kinds of slips, dings, incense burners, incense burners in the incense burner, probably to dilute the smell of medicine slightly. On the outline of the big bed, leaning on a fierce giant blade, a figure is sitting there in all directions, because it is a black shadow, with the giant blade, it looks very domineering, but it is a little petite, slightly diluting the breath of slaughter.

By the incense burner on one side of the bed, another figure of a maid stood there, not knowing what she was fiddling with.

There were three people in the room, and the atmosphere was quiet.

At this time, Ning Yi was completely sure, and the person sitting opposite was indeed the woman named Liu Watermelon he saw when he attacked Taiping Lane that day. After waiting like this for a long time, the first voice finally spoke on the other side of the curtain.

"A certain is Liu Dabiao." Half of the pretended tone, half of the pretense of the gangster, combined with the voice that is rough but still belongs to the woman, becomes quite eccentric.

The sound is unpleasant...... After thinking about it for a long time, this was Ning Yi's really deep first impression of this girl named Liu Watermelon.

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