There is a bookstore in the west of Suzhou City, known as a century-old brand. The shopkeeper has changed several people. But the latest shopkeeper has been around for decades. It is said that if you have a strange temper, if you meet someone who doesn't like your eyes, you will have to be kicked out even if you buy a book. When he met some poor people who couldn't afford to buy books, sometimes he would pretend to "lend" them to others. When the next time someone returned him, he waved his hand and said that he had given it away.

The shopkeeper had nothing to do today, and seeing that the weather was good, he took out a chair from the store and placed it at the door of the bookstore. After stretching, he lay down on the chair and closed his eyes.

In the distance, a young man came over humming a little song, with his hands behind his back, and his pace was unhurried, and he came to the door of the bookstore leisurely.

When the boy saw the old man lying on the chair, he suddenly stopped. He stood on his tiptoes, trying not to make a move, and moved as he went.

But after all, the boy underestimated the shopkeeper's hearing.

"Stop!" a voice came unhurriedly. The young man's brows tightened, and he had to slow down. "Zhiqiu, tell me how many times you've been late, if you come a little late, maybe I'll have to close. "It's very strange, although the old man lying on the chair said that the volume was not loud, but Zhiqiu heard it very clearly.

Zhiqiu thought that this old guy had such good hearing, and couldn't help but feel sorry for his salary this month, it seemed that he was a little less, no, it seemed that he had bought a few fewer strings of sugar gourds. He made a distressed look and lowered his head to admit his mistake to the shopkeeper, but the tone of this hanger seemed to be really inaudible. "Shopkeeper, I swear, if I'm late again tomorrow, you'll punish me for eating ten strings of sugar gourds! Oh no, no, punish me for drying half of the books in the bookstore!" Zhiqiu finished speaking, his eyes squinted at the shopkeeper, but the shopkeeper still didn't open his eyes.

The shopkeeper didn't speak, and Zhiqiu walked away with interest. Anyway, I guess I was used to this old man, so Zhiqiu swaggered into the bookstore again.

Zhiqiu had nothing to do, so he flipped through a few books at random, but after looking uninteresting, he put the book back again. But a girl in the distance looked at him and couldn't help but pout.

The girl walked over slowly and said loudly: "Yo! I said who is this, and you are so leisurely and leisurely to read, do you know the words?" Zhiqiu didn't turn his head, and responded loudly: "What about the words, I really don't know it, but I know the pictures, you look at the pictures of this boxing book just now, the movements of these villains, that is not comparable to those big names on the martial arts list? I thought about it carefully, I'm afraid it was handed down by those big people in the past, or I'll teach you the kind of hand-in-hand!" Zhiqiu said and deliberately made a "special" smile.

The girl looked at him and snorted coldly. didn't respond, turned around and left. After Zhiqiu saw her leave, his face changed instantly, and his expression was solemn. He suddenly remembered that in a few days he would be going to meet the "knife man" for a while. He actually didn't know what kind of organization the One Knife Ke was, although Yun Girl told him that there were masters in the One Knife Ke, as for how high, Zhiqiu didn't know. The boy thought about it and couldn't help but sigh again. "It seems that no matter how many masters there are in the swordsman, I can't beat anyone, after all, not all of them are those children on Yushui Street. ”

Zhiqiu thought about it, and suddenly saw a pair of pen and paper on the table. Shaking his head, he wrote a few words casually:

Soldiers are coming.

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At the north wharf of Suzhou City, there is a group of naked men, constantly carrying goods. Although it is only early March, the weather is supposed to be cooler. But seeing the hard work of this group of men, you know how tiring it is to carry things in this place on the dock. Next to the men, there was a middle-aged man in a gray cotton jacket, with good facial features, as if he was upright, and felt like an official. But if you look closely, the middle-aged man's face is pale, and even if it is the beginning of March, he is still wearing a padded jacket.

On the pier, on one side is a shirtless man, and on the other side is a man in a cotton jacket.

The man was sitting not far from the dock, with several attendants standing next to him. He saw a young man disembark from the boat in the distance and then got up. He took off his padded jacket, handed it to the person next to him, and slowly walked towards the boy.

The man who took off his padded jacket was even more pale. The spring breeze came, and the man sneezed. He walked up to the young man, adjusted his breath slightly, and said in a low voice, "Welcome to Honshu."

Seeing this, the young man sighed slightly, and said nonchalantly: "Okay, okay, what is Your Highness, I am just a generous young master now." As he spoke, he walked towards the docks, as if remembering something, and added, "Are you sure he's here?"

"According to the report, it is indeed here. The middle-aged man replied.

The young man in a brocade robe nodded and walked to the back of the dock. Take off your brocade clothes and throw them to the middle-aged man. He moved his arms, jumped onto the boat that docked, and picked up a cargo. The boy felt that it was not very difficult, so he carried another box in his right hand. After carrying the goods in each hand, walk towards the place where the goods are dropped.

When the naked man on the side saw it, he felt a little strange. Obviously, this young man looks like a son, he looks pampered, why did he still come to move the goods, and what is even more strange is that he has a lot of strength. But they didn't say much, and after muttering a sentence or two together, they began to move the goods again.

Only the middle-aged man who had taken off his padded jacket frowned and remained silent. The entourage next to him tried to put a padded jacket on him several times, but he refused.

The boy moved most of the goods in less than an hour. But the sweat didn't flow much, but the sweat of those naked men kept falling. Finally, the young man stopped his steps, came to the middle-aged man's side, and said casually: "Governor Liu, go back, you have poor bones, and I also know that I have wronged you if I haven't put on your padded jacket for so long." ”

The young man saw that he was about to say something, so he interrupted again: "Okay, I know what you want to say, I won't pursue whether you are loyal or not, in the end, I don't have anyone available in my hands now, there are a few in the capital, but in this place, except for you, I really don't know who to use." As for how long you have known about this news, I don't want to pursue it, in short, do your best, the future is quite long. ”

The parent official of Gu Suzhou didn't dare to say anything, and replied, "Little nature knows." He added, "Your Highness is coming to Honshu this time, and how many of the pigeons will I choose for you to be your retinue?"

The young man closed his eyes and enjoyed the spring breeze, and replied, "No need, I don't want to be publicistic this time." This time, I was traveling secretly, and my eldest brother shouldn't know that I'm out of Beijing now. As for his father's side, maybe he knows, maybe he doesn't know, or maybe he pretends not to know after he knows? Anyway, the eagle on his side is very well-informed. ”

After the young man finished speaking, he shook his head, opened his eyes and suddenly said something inexplicable: "I can't guess, I can't guess." After saying that, he left, and he didn't even say hello to the parent official.

The prefect of the Yuanqing Empire, who was rated as the most incorruptible, exhaled deeply, and he felt relieved when His Highness left. Since that incident in the capital, His Royal Highness has really changed a lot....

The prefect, whose real name is Liu Xinxing, sighed, and then smiled again. He said to himself: "Even if it changes, what if it changes, the chess pieces should have the consciousness of the chess pieces..... The chess pieces don't care who the chess player is, but who is still in the chess game?" he looked at the sky and showed a mysterious smile, "Who is the chess player?"

The person next to him saw Liu Xinxing coughing a few more times, and hurriedly stepped forward to put on a padded jacket for him. The prefect pushed away the padded jacket and said with a smile: "Why are you wearing a padded jacket? The order goes on, from tomorrow, I will recuperate at home due to a recurrence of my old disease, and Yuan Tongju will be responsible for the specific affairs." ”

"It seems that Suzhou is not peaceful soon. Governor Liu muttered.

Zhiqiu worked in the bookstore during this time, drying books in his spare time, helping to grind and polish ink, and his days were also leisurely. It was the bookstore lady who looked at him unpleasantly all day long, and from time to time mocked him for being illiterate. However, Zhiqiu saw that the eldest lady had no malicious intentions, but smiled, but the teasing between words was indispensable.

But Zhiqiu is not in the mood to "chat" with the eldest lady in the past two days, the time agreed with Yidaoke is about to come, but he can't think of how to fight. Even though he reluctantly hid his strength, he entered the third floor of the newspaper with full calculations. But it seems that he still can't resist the master of the swordsman that Miss Yun said?

Zhiqiu wanted to eat sugar gourd again, but this time his head hurt a little.

When he thought of a knifeman, Zhiqiu thought of a stupid big man again. But what puzzled Zhiqiu was that Mianzhi had rarely fished recently and was at home all day. I don't practice boxing, so I sit in the courtyard all day long, breathing and inhaling, but what makes Zhiqiu feel strange is that he is obviously taking the road of "force", why is he still practicing the method of breathing and inhaling like a Taoist priest, and when he passed by the door of Mian's house several times, he wanted to ask the reason. But after thinking about it, a person who is so calm will definitely not take such a crooked path.

After all, all those who cultivate "strength" and "Tao" often end up with broken meridians and cannot die well. It is said that fifty years ago, Zhuang Mengsheng, the third in the martial arts list, was because he wanted to go to the next level after reaching the peak of the martial arts realm, he skipped the Taoist cheats. In the end, he went mad, his meridians were shattered, and he became an ordinary person.

But Zhiqiu thought that Mian Zhi's strength was not enough to support him to practice two exercises at the same time, and it was estimated that Mian Zhi was now learning the method of breathing and inhaling in order to stabilize his breath, and after Zhiqiu figured it out, he didn't think about it anymore.

This inexplicably sad teenager walked like this, and suddenly saw a yellow leaf falling in front of his house.

I can't help but sigh, it turns out that it is not only a leaf that knows autumn, but even spring will scatter a yellow leaf.

I don't know if the yellow leaves in my hometown are good?