When Zhao Xingde and Li Ruoxue found that the door had opened, Li Ruoxue stroked her cheeks a little shyly and said in a low voice, "It's all you." Just as he was about to rush to the door, he saw the pitiful appearance of the rolling shutter at the door, and suddenly pointed to her face, holding his stomach and laughing.

It turned out that at this time, women were good at applying thick powder, first smearing a thick piece of powder and white on the face to cover the original color, and then painting eyebrows on this layer of foundation, smearing rouge, appliqué, depicting oblique red, and dotting the lips, just like painting. And Li Ruoxue can't put on such a thick powder when she goes out because of her sweating on her head and face, and her natural makeup can't be as enjoyable as others. Therefore, from childhood to adulthood, my favorite thing is to encounter heavy rain when going out, and see the heavy makeup on other people's faces washed by the rain and the ravines are vertical and horizontal, purple and red, and I can't help but laugh and hurt my stomach.

The rain was pouring down, and the roller blinds hurried when they heard a noise outside, but the makeup powder on their faces was a little embarrassed, but fortunately, it relieved a little embarrassment. After the two entered, the roller shutter closed the door and latched, and when they passed by Zhao Xingde's side, they saluted slightly, and said in a voice as thin as a gnat: "Uncle Wanfu", Li Ruoxue next to him didn't hear it when he smiled, but Zhao Xingde was very happy, and reached out to take out three taels of silver from his arms and stuffed them into her hand. When Li Ruoxue had laughed enough, the three of them hurriedly rushed back to their rooms from the courtyard.

Back in the boudoir, change out of wet clothes, take the towel handed over by the curtain, Li Ruoxue dried her hair, while looking in the mirror, her lips were slightly purple, and she couldn't help but be a little shy, fortunately, the popular lip gloss in this era is also purple, called sandalwood, she took out the lip grease and tapped the lips, as if the lip grease was applied a little more, after covering the past, she still felt that her cheeks were hot, and she didn't dare to talk to the curtains, so she took out a book of poetry and listened to the rain outside the window alone hitting the banana leaves.

Rao is like this, when eating, Zhao Xingde and Li Ruoxue both have a feeling of being thieves. Li Fu has always been particular about eating and not sleeping, Li Gefei practiced it himself, except for asking a few words about Zhao Xingde's studies before eating, he didn't say a word, and he didn't even mention the matter of revealing the post. But the two of them always felt that there was always a hint of reproach in Mrs. Wang's eyes. Since then, Zhao Xingde has been preparing for the autumn season in August with peace of mind, and Li Ruoxue rarely sets foot in the study. Both of them are looking forward to the end of the summer.

Time flies quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it is August, and the impact of the public denunciation of Tong Guan is still accumulating little by little. Under the full suppression of the officials of Kaifeng Mansion, this was torn and pasted, pasted and torn, and the battle of kraft candy was endless, and gradually, Kaifeng Mansion was also a little tired, and often every two days the officials were sent to clean up the words and paper on the street in a unified manner. Hebei is in turmoil, and the rumors that Tong Guan should be responsible for it have spread more and more widely among the people, and almost the entire people in the capital, whether they support the prince or the three princes, no matter how they say it verbally, secretly believe in their hearts that what this post says is the truth.

It's just that the court bowed and bowed, and it was still the same. Even if it is a gust of wind, it can't blow into the palace. Even when the official family issued an order to recall Tong Guan, no half of them came out to stop it, and several unbounded exhortations were effortlessly suppressed by Cai Gongxiang, Liang Yinxiang, Li Shumi and other giants in the court. Sure enough, there was someone in the court who was good at being an official, and after Tong Guan received the will to return to Beijing, he was immediately grateful, and even his forehead was swollen in the direction of Tokyo City. That night, to the generals of the river who came to lose their sincerity at night, Gonggong Tong accepted the jewels, and no one was seen.

In this short period of time, Tong Gonggong was in a hurry, and the unveiling post that circulated in Bianjing actually spread to the border places such as Hejian, and the soldiers who saw it all applauded, even if they didn't need to be told by others, everyone said the same, this must be Mr. Zhao, who was drunk and scolded the thief. "This scholar stirred up such a play at a critical time, and it was in vain that the miscellaneous family cherished and cultivated him." Tong Guan still remembers that he gave the white-bodied Zhao Xingde preferential treatment for joining the army, and he hated such an ungrateful hypocrite who deceived the world and stole fame, and stepped on his head to sell his reputation and reputation.

The capital is far away, and there are many dreams to avoid long nights. Early the next morning, Tong Guan took more than 100 followers of the First Army in Zhenbei, forcibly took away more than 200 war horses, abandoned the boat, and rushed to Tokyo non-stop along the way.

After the boundary of Zhending Mansion, Tong Guan hurried away, and did not care about saying hello to Yang Yanqing, the new envoy of the German Army and the founding marquis of Hanoi County, so he hurriedly went around the city, and came to the south of the city under the Wuma Mountain, it was noon, and there was a grass house next to the official road from afar, and there was an old locust tree growing next to the stream next to the road, and a curtain was picked on the branch of the locust tree, and there were three strong characters on the green cloth "Wangjiu Yang".

Xin Xingzong, the commander of the First Army in Zhenbei, pointed to the curtain and joked: "My lord, Yang Hou deliberately opened the curtain on this slope to wait!" He knew that Tong Guan had a grudge against Yang Yanqing for taking the opportunity to become the owner of Hebei, so he deliberately laughed at him.

Tong Guan also smiled and said, "I want to see what good things his Yang family has." More than 100 people came to the door of the grass house, and the soldiers naturally sat on the ground under the shade of the trees outside to chew dry food, Xin Xingzong brought a few personal soldiers to accompany Tong Guan inside, only to see a three-layer steaming drawer next to the counter, with white steamed buns on the face, and the book "consistently" on the side. A Taoist priest dressed as a hand holding a whisk is constantly chasing flies, this person is not too long-eyed, and when he saw several people in official clothes coming in, he did not greet him politely.

Xin Xingzong was used to being arrogant, and immediately pointed at the Taoist priest and said: "Isn't your bull's nose crazy, and it's not the crab roe steamed buns in Taishi Cai's mansion, you actually want to be consistent?" ”

The Taoist priest raised his eyelids and said listlessly: "Poor Dao Yang has always been, this steamed bun is called consistent steamed bread." ”

"I see," Xin Xingzong even laughed dumbly, the peddlers in Bianjing often put out some unconventional signs, but he didn't expect that the wild people in this barren mountains and mountains were the same, and they were trying to make a name for themselves.

Before they finished laughing, the wild Taoist priest muttered again: "Many passers-by have persuaded the poor Taoist to change the name of this steamed bun, so as not to think of the big traitor who harmed hundreds of thousands of people in Hebei when they see this word, and the poor Taoist also wants to change it, but he is lazy by nature and too lazy to make a signboard again." If the big officials don't like it, they simply take this meat-filled steamed bun as a Tong Guan, and eat a belly, as if they swallowed a Tong Guan alive, and their appetite is better. ”

His evil explanation suddenly made Tong Guan so angry that he even shook his sparse beard slightly, and Xin Xingzong immediately scolded angrily: "You, a wild Taoist, dare to insult the imperial court officials for no reason. He turned to Tong Guan and said, "The adults will calm their anger, and the end will be good to punish this crazy Taoist priest." ”

The Taoist priest's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he stared at Tong Guan and said, "If the eldest husband doesn't change his name, if he doesn't change his surname, are you Tong Guan?" ”

Tong Guan was seen by him and took a step back, and when he saw that he was surrounded by pro-soldiers, his courage suddenly became stronger, and he shouted: "This official is Tong Guan." You Diao Min, dare to assassinate this official, come, take it down and cut it down for me! ”

The Taoist priest suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, pointed at Tong Guan and said: "I forgot, you eunuch, no matter how you pretend to be garlic, you will always have no eggs, and you can't be a big husband." Taking advantage of the fact that his own soldiers had not yet approached, he used his arms to overturn the heavy counter made of cypress, and the steamed buns rolled all over the ground, and they slammed backwards, just hitting a pillar of the grass house. This thatched hut was originally simple, the pillar fell, and even the whole thatched hut collapsed, the relatives and soldiers outside did not know why, and they were about to step forward to rescue the child, but they saw a Taoist man with a cloak rushing out of the thatched pile, and ran away without looking back. A short time later, a piercing arrow was heard in the col.

Xin Xingzong escorted Tong Guan out of the grass house in embarrassment, his face was pale, and he arched his hand: "My lord, the mountains here are high and the forests are dense, I'm afraid that the wild people are also weird, let's go first!" ”

Tong Guan was frightened by the collapse of the grass house, and immediately mounted his horse with the support of his own soldiers, and went on the road again hungry.

It didn't take long to hear, only to hear the sound of horses' hooves behind him, Xin Xingzong looked back, but it was the Taoist priest who led a team of three or four hundred horsemen to chase after him just now.

The man was holding an iron spear and riding a horse in pursuit, and a middle-aged man in brocade next to him asked, "Zaixing, is it really a traitor Tong Guan in front?" He muttered secretly, if the secret order of the king to control the lord to intercept and kill is done by himself, the forces of the five horse mountains may be able to recruit peace. The bandits of Wuma Mountain have grown strong in the chaos in Hebei, from the original 400 horse thieves, to nearly 3,000 people, but it is difficult to be in charge of many people, and the same is true of other large and small bandits in North China, Zhao Bangjie, the leader of the cottage, knows that the Yang family army has never surrendered and rebelled, and he is committed to the Jinwei Mansion that has been in contact with him, and Wang Yan secretly brought the words that he found the traces of the traitors, and those who want to die do not live, and they will be killed. Who this traitor is, Wang Yan didn't say, but the heroes of Wuma Mountain are not fools, and naturally they are Tong Guan, who killed the more than 2,000 brothers who killed the new mountain.

Yang Zaixing said in a deep voice: "That traitor can't bear the excitement and admits it himself." He raised his head and shouted: "Tong Guan is leaving, leave the head!" "Although the horses of the bandits are not as good as those of the officers and soldiers, they are superb in riding, and from time to time the officers and soldiers who have fallen behind are cut down by them with a single sword. Finally stopped the more than 100 cavalry officers, and the two soldiers wearing the robes of the big officials immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, it turned out that Xin Xingzong and Tong Guan had changed into the clothes of ordinary people, and fled over the mountain and rerouted halfway.

"What a cunning traitor!" Yang Zaixing spit on the ground fiercely, although he didn't catch Tong Guan in this battle, but Wuma Mountain got more than 200 good horses, and the brothers tied the captured officers and soldiers behind their buttocks, and drove the horses back to the village proudly.