In one courtyard, a few horses in the stable were obediently eating forage.

Meng Zhou gently flipped the bag of money in his hand a few times, and smiled at a man in cloth in his fifties in front of him: "Thank you, boss." ”

The man smiled happily, "Childe doesn't have to be polite, if you need anything, feel free to come to me." ”

"That's nature, farewell."

"Okay, I'll send you."

Out of the gate, Jing Rong glanced at the money bag in Meng Zhou's hand and said, "If you really talk about the price, you will lose." ”

"It's not my thing, as long as the money is enough, it's easy to get into trouble if there's more."

Jing Rong said, "Why don't you keep that horse, maybe you can find some traces along it." ”

Meng Zhou put away the money bag and said, "Now, if I want to go to a place, someone will immediately show me the way, in this case, what do I keep the "map" for." ”

From time to time there were exclamations in the teahouse in front, and Meng Zhou touched Jingrong's arm, his face full of pride, "Let's go, please listen to the script I wrote." ”

In the teahouse, the storyteller said in a long tone: "Today, let's talk about the fire in the full moon building." I heard that before the fire, there was a precursor in the full moon building. ”

Someone at the bottom was interested, "What do you say?" ”

The storyteller put away the folding fan and asked mysteriously, "A few days before the fire in the Moon Full Building, did Miss Ling'er have a serious illness?" ”

"So what? Everyone knows that the girl Ling'er is infected with the wind and cold and cannot come out. ”

The storyteller said: "Mistakenly, wrongly, Miss Ling'er's illness is actually for another reason." The storyteller took a sip of tea and said, "She is sick because she has seen something unclean. ”

There was an uproar below, Jing Rong glanced sideways, and the people around him were about to jump, he pressed Mengzhou's arm and said in a low voice: "If you don't stay honest, what do you want to do?" ”

"I'm in a hurry."

Jing Rong said: "Didn't you write the story? You know what's in a hurry. ”

"It's because he's not telling a story I wrote that I'm in a hurry."

Jing Rong was relieved: "You might as well listen to it, what if there is something you want to know?" ”

Meng Zhou pursed his mouth and sat down steadily.

Mr. Lang Lang said: "Just the night before, after the girl turned off the lights, a few black shadows flashed in the house, and the girl trembled and lit the lamp to see, the house was as normal as ever, she just stopped as dazzled, but the light was not extinguished all night." The next day, when she got up and looked at the lamp again, she found that the candle was not missing. From then on there was a pimple in the heart of the girl, and on the second night as soon as the girl had rested, there was a squeaking sound in the house, and she followed the sound and found that the sound came from a wooden box. ”

"Then Miss Ling'er can open the box."

As soon as she opened the box, she saw a layer of fallen flower petals, and the room was instantly filled with a sweet fragrance. She thought it was a little trick of those boys and buddies to flatter her in the past, so she didn't pay attention to it. As soon as she turned around, there were several intermittent hanging sounds behind her. The storyteller said slowly in a deep voice: "Ling'er girl slowly turned her head to look, and saw a man with a ** body, skin around her body as if it had been burned by fire, and a reddish man stared at her with blood-red eyes tightly in front of her......"

There was a sound of inhalation from below, and Meng Zhou finished eating the pastry in his hand, clapped his hands and said to Jing Rong: "Let's go." Jing Rong nodded, glanced up at the storyteller, and put down a piece of broken silver as he turned around.

Out of the teahouse, Meng Zhou was silent all the way, until she walked up the street to the small bridge and looked at the flowing stream below, she asked in a low voice, "You say, where did this story go?" ”

Jing Rong replied, "Did you see that person today?" ”

Meng Zhou turned around and leaned against the bridge porch, looking sideways at Jing Rong.

Seeing that Meng Zhou just watched him and didn't speak, Jing Rong added unhurriedly: "The owner of that lantern." ”

Meng Zhou shrugged his shoulders and said, "No, I don't know what you're talking about." ”

"All that lantern has left is the bones."

Mengzhou was silent for a second, and said quietly; "I can't let you be idle."

"It's that when you tear the paper in the morning, it's too much movement."

“……”

Behind him, several children in ragged clothes scrambled across the bridge and scurryed on both sides of the bank.

Meng Zhou said: "Looking at today's posture, the county magistrate should be busy with government affairs and have to entertain a lot of people." Meng Zhou sighed and pretended to be sad, "I just don't know if my story has a chance to reach the ears of your distinguished guests." ”

Jing Rong curled the corners of his mouth: "Such a good story, they will hear it." ”

"I don't think I showed you this story, say, did you peek at my script?"

Jing Rong said innocently: "The woman is wronged." ”

"And how do you know if the story I wrote is good?"

Jing Rong sighed, "You have to ask me seven of every ten words you write, and I should guess it even if I don't read it." ”

Meng Zhou touched her nose, remembered the way she scratched her ears and cheeks when she was writing before, coughed lightly, straightened her waist and said: "That means that my story is concise and easy to understand, so you can understand it at all." ”

As soon as Meng Zhou finished speaking, Wen Wen stroked his head, Jing Rong smiled in his eyes, and his voice fluttered, "Yes, your story is very well written, and everyone will appreciate it, and this book will be golden." ”

Meng Zhou's face flushed, and he coughed lightly and waved his hand, "You don't have to be so flattering, but I still use what you say." ”

As the two were talking, a group of blue-clothed cavalry came from the direction of the entrance of Linshui Town, and Meng Zhou showed a smile on his face, "Speaking of distinguished guests, distinguished guests will arrive, it seems that the speed of this Ling'er girl's transmission of news is comparable to the fast horse she gave me, let's go, go and have a good time." ”

The two of them were messy along the entrance of the county mansion and quietly climbed in from the back wall.

After a while, Meng Zhou squatted at the root of the outer wall of Lord Zhao's house, and his ears longed to pass through the back wall to the house.

"You can't hear it."

Meng Zhou turned his head to glare at Jing Rong, who was squatting beside her and was bored to pull weeds, and said in a low voice, "Be quiet, don't make a mess." ”

"Okay—"

Inside the house, Lord Zhao stood in the middle of the ground, cautiously glanced at the people on the high chairs, and said tentatively: "The villain doesn't know that Master Li is driving, and he is missing the distance, so the villain will arrange for someone to pick up the wind for the adult." ”

"Don't bother, your tea here is good, bring me two packets when you go back."

"Yes, yes, if the adults like it, the villain will be ready for the adults at that time."

Zhang Xujiu put down the teacup, "Lord Zhao, sit down, don't be restrained." ”

"Yes, yes."

As soon as Zhao Mian sat down, he heard an unhurried voice from above, "How long have you been in charge of Linshui?" ”

"Back to my lord, it's been five years."

Zhang Xujiu muttered in a low voice: "Five years, just right."

Zhao Mian leaned over, a little puzzled: "What did the adults say?" ”

"It's nothing, I saw how well you managed when I first came in."

Zhao Mian said with a smile on his face: "My lord praises me falsely, and Zhao is ashamed." ”

"You don't have to be modest, I look at the characteristics of the scenery near the water, and the vicinity of Kyoto can't be compared, come, send someone to get me a pair of pen and paper."

Zhao Mian was listening to the previous sentence with a happy face, and he was so busy that he might as well be called by Zhang Xujiu, but he didn't react a little, and confirmed with some hesitation: "My lord, you said you want paper and pencils?" ”

"Why, you even have the name of pen and paper different from other places?"

"No, no, the adults misunderstood, and the villain will arrange it."

After laying the paper and pen on the table, Zhang Xujiu dipped it in ink, lifted the pen and looked at Zhao Mian, and said, "Let's start." ”

Zhao Mian looked puzzled, a little embarrassed, "This, this, the villain is stupid, I hope the adult will mention it." ”

"I'm not saying that you have a meritorious role in managing the neighboring water, and I came here to record your political achievements so that I can pass them on to those adults in Kyoto, and when you enter Beijing, I can cheer for you to become an official." Zhang Xujiu said with a smile: "What do you think?" ”

"Great, sir."

Zhang Xujiu picked up the pen and wrote and drew on the paper, "What, you have additional requirements." ”

Zhao Mian knelt on the ground with a thud, his voice trembling, "Adult, villain doesn't dare." ”

Zhang Xujiu stood up with a smile, and said while walking past Zhao Mian: "It seems that this room is too stuffy, Lord Zhao is a little uncomfortable, just open the window to breathe, lest Lord Zhao retreat before he has achieved his achievements." ”

Zhang Xujiu said and pushed open the window, Mengzhou heard a squeak, and as soon as he raised his head by inertia, he saw the young man in front of the window. Before she could dodge, she collided with Zhang Xujiu's eyes, and in an instant, even air became scarce.

"Lord Zhao."

Hearing this, Meng Zhou's heart mentioned.

Zhang Xujiu took one last look at Meng Zhou's bright eyes, turned around and said softly: "The flowers in the yard are good." ”

Zhao Mian in the house heard this, and his face couldn't stop sweating.

Zhang Xujiu walked past Zhao Mian and threw down Zhang Handkerchief, "Bring me a few handfuls of soil when you go back." ”

"My lord, this, this."

"Reluctant?"

Zhao Mian's head shook like a rattle, and the fat on his face trembled: "Don't dare, villain doesn't dare." ”

Zhang Xujiu drank tea unhurriedly, and said suspiciously: "Lord Zhao is not still feeling well, what's the matter, do you need me to hire a doctor for you." ”

Zhao Mian listened to Zhang Xujiu's uncertain words, and wanted to cry without tears, "Adult, villain, villain..."

"It seems that Lord Zhao is not lightly ill, come here."

The door was pushed open, and several swordsmen entered.

Zhang Xujiu waved his hand, "Call the doctor in." ”

An old man walked in at the door, followed by a boy carrying a tray with a white porcelain vase and a plate of pastries.

Zhang Xujiu walked down from his seat, took the porcelain vase, opened it and put it in front of Zhao Mian and said: "This is a famous doctor in Kyoto, specializing in treating all the officials and ministers in Kyoto who suffer from similar diseases like Lord Zhao. Lord Zhao, you're in a hurry. ”

The familiar fragrance rushed into Zhao Mian's nose, and his whole body began to tremble.

Seeing that Zhao Mian didn't move, Zhang Xujiu took the pastry and put it in Zhao Mian's hand, and said, "I heard that Lord Zhao is afraid of hardship, so I specially prepared a pastry for you, just to slow down the medicinal taste, drink it." ”

"Adult, the villain somehow offended the adult, the villain..."

"Drink."

"Adults, villains, villains know their mistakes, I hope that adults will be magnanimous and spare villains once."

"Drink."

Seeing the guards on both sides stepping forward, Zhao Mian hurriedly leaned over and closed his eyes, and said, "Adult, villain, villain confessed, beg the adult to raise his noble hand." ”

Zhang Xujiu sighed and patted Zhao Mian's shoulder, "It's good to be like this earlier, I've been thirsty for so long, come on, renew the tea and bring up the charges by the way." ”

"Master Zhang."

Hearing this, Mengzhou under the window was two big, "It's this guy again, why is he everywhere." Meng Zhou said and glanced at Jing Rong who was swaying his clothes, "What are you messing around, be careful and let people find out." ”

"My feet are numb."

Meng Zhou said: "Also, I can't finish it for a while, it's better to say." Meng Zhou glared as he spoke, and said, "Wait, what are you doing when you undress properly." ”

Jing Rong didn't answer, took off his robe and spread it on the grass that had just been bald by him, carefully pulled the corners, looked up and continued Meng Zhou's previous words and said seriously: "It's better to sit down and listen." ”

Meng Zhou was speechless, she swallowed the rest of her words, and sat silently beside Jing Rong.

Inside the house, Zhang Xujiu turned his head in response and saw Mr. Li slowly entering, and saluted: "Mr. Li, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Lord Zhang is polite."

"Mr. Li's words are wrong, you are a well-known scholar, how can our official position be compared with you, and we have to ask Mr. Li more for teaching."

"Master Zhang is serious."

Zhang Xujiu said with a smile: "Seeing that Elder Li came to Zhao's Mansion, he must have been discussing with Lord Zhao from time to time about learning and how to run this Shaoguang Hall. ”

"Really? It's just that I don't know what the problem is worthy of such a big pomp and circumstance by Lord Zhang. ”

Zhang Xujiu waved his hand, "Hey, Mr. Li is serious, what kind of pomp and circumstance is not pompous, this, they are all the emperor's people, the emperor's world, I don't dare to take the official's grain to put on the score, what do you say?" ”

"Yes, that's what Master Zhang said to himself."

"Then please sit down and someone will pour tea." Zhang Xujiu said, turned his head and said to the guard behind him: "By the way, where did I just go." ”

"Back to my lord, it's time to sign the charge."

Zhang Xujiu smiled and patted his head: "Oh yes, sign the guilt, I, after staying in Kyoto for a long time, I can't help but have too many things in my head, and everything that should be remembered and shouldn't be remembered must be piled up in my mind, so as not to be negligent when I take up my duties in front of the saint." So I hope you will understand. Okay, let's sign it. ”

For a moment, everyone in the room had different faces.

Zhao Miansheng was unwilling: "If the adult convicts Zhao, he must always have a name, and I hope that the adult will have a reason for his crime." ”

Zhang Xujiu took the charge in the guard's hand and threw it on the ground, and said impatiently: "I can't read, read it yourself." After reading it, just press your own handprint, otherwise these guards around me will be careless, and you will break your arm and leg, and it will hurt to go to Beijing for a while. ”

Zhao Mian read it word by word, his hands and feet became colder and colder, his voice was weak, and he said, "My lord, the villain is wronged." ”

Zhang Xujiu touched his head, a little helpless, "It's really troublesome, come on, put the evidence up." ”

There was a bang on the ground, and a stack of papers fell, Zhang Xujiu picked up half of it and said: "You can't finish reading so much, in order to save time, I'll find someone to help you share the burden." Zhang Xujiu turned to Li Lao as he spoke, and said with a smile: "Li Lao, why don't you take a look." ”

Li Lao stood up, and his words were cold: "No need, Master Zhang's words are decisive and he has been taught." ”

"Don't dare, I'll invite you to eat at Dehui Building when I have time."

"Thank you Lord Zhang for your kindness, I have no plans to leave the neighboring water yet."

Zhang Xujiu arched his hand, "Don't worry, then I'll wait for you, you go slowly." ”

Before Li Lao got out of the yard, he heard a scream behind him, he closed his eyes and endured a breath in his heart, this kid took the name of the saint to oppress people, and wanted to use Zhao Mian'an to put him on his head, heh, wishful thinking.