Jingshi Taikang, there is tolerance is great, cows, ghosts, snakes and gods walk everywhere, the charm and the spirit walk day by day, there are many joys and sorrows, life and death, not the market and countryside where chickens and dogs bark, there is a day that collapses and the earth cracks, there is the river and the sea, even the saint of the Son of Heaven who sits in the temple is difficult to judge good and evil, even the deep mansion of the Hou Mansion of the Fourth and Third Princes cannot stop all kinds of accidents.

Poor Mingwei understands her husband the most, although Cui Hanzhang is kind on the outside and easy to talk about everything, but on the inside he is a person who insists on self-judgment, and there is a deep hidden stubbornness in his temperament, and there are some indescribable and uncertain temperaments, ups and downs.

Blow out the reading lamp, and the whole body is the moon.

At the beginning of the design of Xiaolianzhuang, there was an open skylight, and the clear sky at night leaked stars and light, which was originally intended to originate from the idea of the late wife Cui Mingwei. In spring and autumn, the two of them climbed the stairs to listen to the rain all night, and they could enjoy the moon and snow in midsummer and winter. It was another night of sleep, and since he returned to Taikang, he has often spent his nights like this.

At the beginning of the hour, hearing the sound of continuous rain, Cui Hanzhang lay on his back under the skylight, the rain was not so heavy that he needed to hold an umbrella, but he also quietly wet his hair and clothes, and the rain in late autumn did not last long, and the gray clouds soon separated, allowing the night sky to show his face.

Open the window and welcome a tree of cinnamon into the room.

The drizzle and meditation practice complement each other, he wakes up and breathes inhale, and after running a big Zhou Tian, he is sweating profusely, the three veins are stagnant, and the dark wounds suffered in the Northern Expedition are difficult to get rid of. The old saying of "opening your mouth and dispersing your spirit" made him deeply understand, and he didn't dare to move his tongue rashly, and it was the right way to cultivate his mind in one breath.

Although Cui Hanzhang's body was seriously damaged, his consciousness was properly maintained, and his consciousness deduced the boxing method as smoothly as flowing water, with a dragon and four claws lifting the four mountains, and a towering back stretched out horizontally. There is no obstacle to punching, no hindrance, no terror. Punch to stop boxing, punch with my heart, and you can do it if you have the heart, which is the law of boxing.

Cui Hanzhang gently carried it to the bed, the little thing was not happy in his sleep, waving his claws to scratch people, looking at his heartless appearance is really funny.

On the covered bridge, Cui Xuan and the others quarreled with the Jin Yuwei heralds, and Kun Baichuan brought a terrible news, the black fire thunder was lost.

The black fire and red lotus burned the evils of the world, this thing amazed the world when it was first tried on the battlefield of the Northern Expedition, if it was detonated in Taikang City, the consequences were immeasurable, and the saint blamed it, and no one could live in it.

I have a thousand threads in my head, but I can only pass one needle at a time. These words were for him to comfort Kun Baichuan, but he didn't say them to himself.

The more people he met in this life, the more worries he had, and he always wanted to take care of the overall situation, but in the end he found that he couldn't care about anything.

Emperor Jialong weaved a net in the Shenguang Dynasty, and the more time passed, the denser the net became, densely covering the land of 90,000 miles of mountains and rivers, Cui Hanzhang felt that he was the one who broke into the net, and he had fallen when he took the first step, of course, the tens of millions of people in the Shenguang Dynasty were also in the net without knowing it, or it was comfortable.

Happiness and pain all depend on the state of mind. If it is hostile to this bondage, it is boundless malice, bottomless, like an abyss. If you enjoy this sense of security, it is a ballast stone, and the wind and waves will blow and it will not move.

Until his wife Cui Mingwei's fragrance disappeared, and he escaped from the Northern Expedition battlefield and returned to Xikou Qianyanzhou, he suddenly began to get bored with this world.

Today he plans to follow Cui Xuan, and when it comes to his familiarity with Taikang City, I'm afraid he is far worse than Cui Xuan. After all, no one can compare with the ability to mix on the street, the nature of the bastard, the leader on the street.

If the black fire thunder is lost, it will be found again, and it is impossible to transport it out from the bright side, it is too dazzling. Dismantling and disassembling it should be the only way, but those who know how to disassemble the black fire thunder are probably listed in the yamen of the military department, so Cui Hanzhang is very curious who can have the courage to touch the black fire thunder?

Cui Hanzhang carefully flipped through the confidential files of the Mojia organ camp, which detailed the hardships and misery of the original development of the black fire thunder, the black fire thunder can be assembled and compressed with unexpected factors, and its internal assembly is sophisticated and complex.

Cui Xuan said naturally: "Things can be lost from the secret vault of the Ministry of War, if it is said that there is no inner ghost to respond, the small one will not believe it." ”

"Oh? How do you ship it out? Cui Hanzhang asked as he walked.

"What about motivation?"

"The motive is difficult to judge, but from the perspective of the villain, the biggest benefit is definitely not the ghost party, the time is so coincidental, they may be the biggest victim, and they are dumb and eat Coptis chinensis, and they can't say if they have bitterness."

"The high is suspicious."

Kun Baichuan heard the conversation between the two, and couldn't help but be surprised, they all said that Cui Tanhua had a set of leading troops in the Northern Expedition battlefield, and now it seems that even the scholars in the door have such knowledge, this new science detective Hualang is really a strong general, and there are no weak soldiers under him.

"It's very difficult to transport it out, even if it is a ghost market, I'm afraid no one will dare to take this disaster of destroying the nine clans, there is money to earn and spend it, but why do you have to transport it out?" Cui Xuan is an outsider, looking at the problem from a different angle, and the two chatted while walking.

"What if you don't plan to ship it out?"

"Taking the risk of dismantling is the best policy, and if you can't transport it, it will naturally be used in the city." Kun Baichuan's face was extremely ugly, although he didn't know who stole it, but who in the entire Taikang City could be worthy of a fatal blow with black fire thunder? The answer is obvious.

"Great Commander, the last general and Cui Xuan are going to go around the ghost market." Cui Hanzhang suddenly stopped walking and said leisurely.

"Huh?"

"Oh, Kun still has patrol duties, so I won't accompany him." Kun Baichuan was also stunned for a moment, and then he realized that it was Cui Tanhua who ordered the eviction. I haven't seen it for half a year, Cui Tanhua's literati temperament has faded a lot, but everywhere shows the cleanliness of the general's style, although he touched a soft nail, but Kun Baichuan felt that such a Cui Hanzhang was quite appetizing to him.

"The commander of Kunda is a famous master in Taikang City, sir, you can drive him away like this." Cui Xuan looked like a hippie smile, and gave a thumbs up as he spoke.

"Each has its own responsibilities, and when you get to the army, you will know that the only thing that can give you the confidence to stand and speak is the strength." Cui Hanzhang stopped again, turned to Cui Xuan, and said seriously.

"When you see enough people dead, you will feel that everything is false on the outside, and only your own strength is fundamental."

"I don't want anything to happen to my family again, your life is very important, so important that you are not qualified to waste it, remember your parents who suffer from your body." Maybe it's too early for Cui Xuan to say this, but he has to let him know that there are still many things waiting for him to do.

"The little ones are clear, but the ones who are afraid of death are ruthless!" Cui Xuan scratched his head with his hand, smiled awkwardly on his face, and twisted the already ugly facial features together, Cui Hanzhang suddenly thought of Li Qingshan's beard.

"Hmm!" Cui Hanzhang seemed to believe his words and continued to walk forward. In fact, Cui Xuanzhen didn't expect his master to be so easy to fool, and he secretly stuck out his tongue behind him.

Who would have wanted to walk in front of the master suddenly stopped, Cui Xuan was about to bump into it, and he saw the hands behind the master's back, bent his arms and raised his elbows, and sent them back, between the electric lights and flints, Cui Xuan pointed to the ground with his toes, raised his body, twisted his waist sideways, and gently pushed out his hands softly, intending to drag Cui Hanzhang's elbows.

Suddenly, there was a flower in front of him, Cui Hanzhang's feet shifted and changed, turning one hundred and eighty degrees in the opposite direction, facing Cui Xuan who was obliquely on the side, the hand knife followed the oblique cut down, and cut straight at the neck artery, Cui Xuan was also decisive, accelerated sideways, and seemed to be about to fall to the ground from a distance, his right leg kicked up with a gust of wind and went straight to Cui Hanzhang's head.

Cui Hanzhang grabbed his calf with both hands and threw it out. The master and servant made a move in the alley without warning, just two moves were thrilling, Cui Hanzhang praised it, although he did not go to the battlefield to practice, but he has a natural sensitivity to killing skills, dare to fight, Cui Xuan is really a good material.

Cui Xuan's affairs in Taikang City Caishikou and Vashe naturally can't hide from him, and there is no need to change it if his nature is like this, Cui Hanzhang has always adhered to the principle that everything has a fixed number, everyone has a way to go, he is happy to see it, and when it comes to his own people, he will inevitably have more concerns.

If Cui Xuan doesn't have the means to save his life, it's better not to toss too much. Drawing the sword and standing up and fighting is not a great bravery, planning in the chest, naturally Mount Tai collapsed in front, and the face did not change.

Kun Baichuan's attitude is already very clear, now the eight gates and sixteen passes of Taikang City are all Cui Hanzhang's words, life and death are in the hands of power, and someone has to carry it if something happens.

"Life and death are up to me, can you be cautious?" In the face of the chaotic and complex situation, Cui Hanzhang has a rod and scale in his heart, and he must be strict with the law and reliable reasons for himself and others.

"The master has to change his clothes, otherwise he will have to go separately from the little one." Cui Xuan said with a bitter face.

"Okay." The corners of Cui Hanzhang's mouth twitched, and he didn't know whether the scholar's proposal was okay or not. There's something on the street, listen to him.

Thus there were two idle young men wandering around in Vasheri today, and the one who walked in front was dressed plainly, but his eyebrows and eyes were flying, as free as a fish returning to the sea, and the young man who was half a body away from him looked indifferent, his eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and he was dressed in washed white linen clothes, which were folded and wrinkled.

When Cui Xuan passed by a stall, he casually picked up a straw hat and threw it to the young man behind him, "Put it on and cover the murderous aura on your body." ”

It's only three quarters in the hour, the tile house at the entrance of the vegetable market is bustling, the donkey carts are passing around, the hawkers are shouting constantly, and there are bursts of aroma wafting from the early stalls, Cui Hanzhang feels that he has returned to the world after a long absence, and he can't help but take a deep breath, guide it to slowly flow all over the chest, and disperse to the limbs, this feeling is a little comfortable, and he can't help laughing at himself: "Sure enough, I still covet the red dust." ”

Cui Xuan stopped at a soybean milk stall, sat down, and shouted to the vendor: "Two bowls of bean curd, one basket of cold equipment." ”

After the hot two bowls of bean curd are served on the table, sprinkle with a little green onion, stir evenly, the fragrant breath causes the stomach to squirm, you can also dig a spoonful of leek flowers on the table at will, mix into the bean curd, it is another way to eat, "Slip and slip" don't care about the appearance, the small table is full of greasy, it can be seen that it has just turned over the table, and everyone sitting on the bench and square table around is eating hotly, there is a heavy taste sprinkled with a handful of spicy seeds, shhh Some people like sour bean curd, and the requirement is that the soup is too much, the entrance should be glutinous, some people describe the sour bean curd as like rancid water overnight, you can't smell it, but you can eat it with your nose, and you can keep it so that you have an endless aftertaste.

Cui Hanzhang is used to staying in the barracks, and the soldiers are also chirping when they eat, but they are all uniform, and now he hears the scattered chirping sounds in his ears, and he feels doubly cordial, as if he has returned to the days of the apprentice at the mouth of the kiln when he was a child. Pick up the bamboo basket just out of the pot of cold equipment and immerse it in the bean curd, let the cold equipment absorb the water and aroma of the bean curd, and then smear a little leek, send it to the mouth, squeeze into the cold equipment of the lard mixed with the slightly spicy leek fragrance and slightly spicy, chew a little, burst like a pulp overflowing the tip of the tongue, it is really rare and delicious, I never wanted to hide in the Goolan Washe and this kind of food, the people in the market can not afford to eat meat, the soup and water in the three meals are the majority, this way of eating is really unique.

Cui Hanzhang noticed that there was a big pot stove in the shop, the fire in the stove was booming, the crackling bean stalks were burning, the aroma of sand willow wood and jujube wood wafted out, the burned iron pot was red, the oil and water inside were hot, and the girl with an apron around the waist was kneading and rolling the dough in one step, and the dough was turned over and transformed in the light plain hands, repeatedly patting and kneading, cutting out a small section and rolling on the board is a long strip, and then folded it in half, repeated a roll and a frustration, and became a long strip again, so after three reciprocating times, homeopathic throwing, The whole white strip slid into the oil pot like diving, and in the blink of an eye, it tumbled and rolled out of the oil surface, swelling into a cold tool, and seeing the tender yellow and crispy stool.

Cui Hanzhang saw this picture of a girl making cold tools, and couldn't help but whisper: "Rubbing the jade with the slender hands, the green oil is fried to make the tender yellow and deep." "This is a mud leg background, empathize with the hardships of the low-level people, ordinary pasta can be made into adult flavor, filling the stomach is the simple life of the small people, the so-called living a good life, is nothing more than the New Year's house lintel can be pasted with the Spring Festival couplet, please go to the new God of Wealth, put red paper firecrackers, that is, contentment.

He recalled the scene when he was sent to the master master of the kiln in his childhood, the master master's wrinkles crawled all over his forehead, a pair of big hands were full of calluses, the porcelain knife was held in the tiger's mouth, the thumb and index finger pinched two-thirds of the knife body, and there was a bowl of water standing on the thin knife surface, nine points full, as the arm bent and stretched, the water surface shook, but not a drop was sprinkled, and the little friends who watched did not stare dryly, for fear of missing the shot of the bowl pouring water.

"I don't have him, but I know him." The ancients did not deceive me.

Cui Xuan ate like a whirlwind, his hot mouth was pouting, he raised his sleeves to wipe off the dense sweat on his forehead, and then wiped his mouth, naturally burped, walked to the stove and picked up a bamboo tube, pinched it with two fingers along the texture of the tiger's mouth, pulled out two thin ones from a handful of bamboo splits, and stood in front of the stove to pick his teeth, and did not forget to tease the girl: "Sister Xiao, business is good." ”

I saw that the girl kneading the dough kept working in her hands, rubbing the board, and replied with a smile: "It's not all about the help of neighbors, Brother Xuan'er comes to cheer more, and the street is much more refreshing." ”

Cui Hanzhang sat on a bench and chirped and ate cold gear, and out of the corner of his eye, he still saw Cui Xuan's smiling face blooming, and his grin was large and his cheeks and muscles were shaking, and it could be seen that he was smiling very sincerely.

It's just that the boss with a middle-aged face who is busy outside seems to be displeased, and he can see that he is an honest man, doing some small business and paying attention to harmony and making money, ushering in and sending out all the smiling faces, wiping the table and sending bean curd cold utensils, and even going in and out of the stove are slightly bent over, I heard some diners joke that he gave birth to a good girl, and the bean blossom Xi Shi in the washer was just smirking, muttering: "I can't say it, I can't say it." ”

It's just that every time he passes by Cui Xuan's side, his brows are slightly furrowed, and the wrinkles on his forehead twisted together show his mental activity in a moment.

Cui Xuanzhi didn't stay too much on the stove in the inner room, after all, his own master was still eating on the low table outside, and with his careful personality, he must be able to see the slightest displeasure of the shop owner, after all, the bastard on the street had ideas about his own girl, and he was not familiar with the father.

Retreat outside and throw another bamboo chop to Cui Hanzhang, grab a mazha full of oil stains and sit down, leaning slightly sideways, half of the eyes can glimpse the Xiao girl kneading dough inside, and the other half turns from time to time, taking in the excitement on the street.

Kneading dough and making cold utensils is not an easy job, kneading pasta for a long time is a hard work, which makes Xiao Mei's knuckles thick, sometimes the guests are urgent, especially in the morning, they are busy without stopping, and inadvertently there are often sweat dripping on the forehead in the flour, Cui Xuan thinks that such a girl is very good, but he can't say where it is, anyway, he thinks it's good, what is there to say......

Cui Xuan threw three moire copper coins on the table, shouted "go", and the two got up and swayed away, probably after waiting for a while and not hearing the sound, he said to himself: "Xiao Meizi's family has been selling bean curd cold utensils on this street for three years, and they are refugees from the north, and their mother was hit by a carriage last year, and a lot of decoction was wasted, and they didn't survive, and now the father and daughter are guarding the breakfast stall and depend on each other." ”

"Hmm." A sound came from under the brim of his hat, and Cui Hanzhang lowered his voice, indicating that he understood.

It seems that he didn't hear his master's words, he was a little cramped, so he couldn't help but turn his head and say: "Xiao Meizi is a good person, but his father is a little afraid of things, and he is used to being bullied, especially when there is a war in the north, there are government soldiers at both ends of three days to investigate, and the remaining two days will be eaten by the ruffians and bastards to receive benefits." ”

"She's a good girl." Cui Hanzhang raised the brim of his hat with one hand and smiled at Cui Xuan and said, the morning sun was particularly bright, shining on his grinning teeth, white and flawless.

Maybe it was because he heard the master's appreciation of Xiao Meizi, which made him feel much more at ease, and the momentum of the whole person was different, striding away towards the rising sun, and the whole person was full of vitality, which was completely different from the Zuo Qi who was full of anger and hatred a year ago.

Cui Hanzhang looked at the energetic Cui Xuan behind him, and couldn't help but chase: "Miss Xiao is very good." ”