With a look of disgust, he threw a pile of letterheads onto the table, and Su Lu commanded the mud to push himself out.

"You can help me see it."

This letter made Su Lu a little anxious, so he still didn't read it.

Li Qing opened the letterhead, carefully picked up the two flattened rabbits, flattened his mouth, and his cheeks were full of unhappiness.

Su Lu didn't even notice the two rabbits, really, didn't he know that the two rabbits walked together, really, it was a waste of the little rabbits that people had worked so hard to figure out.

When Su Lu came out of the house, he saw Xiao Si standing in the courtyard with an angry face, holding a long qiāng taller than her in his hand.

"I don't know how thick the sky is, can you dare to fight me?"

The mud was furious, and he pushed Su Lu's BMX away, and was about to go to the fourth child, but he suddenly woke up, so he asked Su Lu carefully.

"My lord, I'm going to fight with Xiaosi?"

Su Lu gave Xiao Mud a slap and scolded her:

"You kid is brain-dead, isn't it, if the girl is angry, you just go and coax, what good can you do if you win."

Li Qing, who came out from behind, blushed when he heard this, and looked at Su Lu's back with resentment, you reprimanded your little guy for being so energetic, why did you fall on you so incomprehensibly.

……

At night, on the official road ten kilometers south of Yanjing City, a team of carriages and horses was moving forward rapidly.

"Click"

In the middle of the convoy was a car with a broken axle, the carriage skewed to one side, and the horses neighed and were dragged to the ground.

"Ahh

"Protecting Adults"

"Protecting Adults"

A scream came from the carriage.

The surrounding guards on horseback all pounced, and when they saw the situation clearly, more than a dozen guards exerted force at the same time and lifted the car up.

Xie Ruyu, who had a jade crown and tied his hair, jumped out of the car, and his white brocade robe became more and more conspicuous in the dark night, lining him with a handsome and graceful demeanor.

"Fourth sister, the axle is broken, you come down."

Xie Ruyu stroked her chest and said with a little retching.

This time, in order to arrive in Yanjing of the Han Kingdom before the Shangyuan Festival, Xie Ruyu's convoy was very fast, and he was a little retching from the bumps.

The woman called the fourth sister with long hair and a shawl, a crested hairpin on her head, and a scarf covering her face, got out of the carriage and complained:

"The official road of the Han Kingdom is really bad, I really don't know how the great poet of Sulu took such an official road.

Let's go back and add another article to the national book, we must let the Han Kingdom renovate its official road, otherwise it will not be easy to see the great poet of Su once. ”

Xie Ruyu squinted his eyes and looked around, and pointed to the thatched shop not far from the official road.

"Don't go, we'll stay in this Maodian tonight, so that the fourth sister can also experience the Jisheng Maodian month."

The woman who was called the fourth sister by Xie Ruyu originally wanted to refuse, but after hearing the sound of the rooster Maodianyue, the words of the exit changed instantly:

"Okay, I just happened to experience it and feel the atmosphere in Su Jia's poem, there is no such opportunity in the palace."

When the convoy entered the shop, the guards pulled them out of bed, muttered angrily about the gang, and assigned a room to the group, with a face full of unhappiness.

"What time is it, and I'm still here to stay."

General Wei's beard stood upright, like a steel needle, and he glared at the shopkeeper and his companion when he heard this.

The two of them withered in an instant, trembling in two strands, looking like they might lie down at any time.

"Hurry up and assign a room, you have to go to the room."

General Wei snorted coldly and found a place in the hall to sit down.

The shopkeeper suffered a loss, knowing that these people were ruthless, especially the bearded man, who was not easy to get along with, and he didn't even dare to complain.

After the busyness, the shop quieted down.

Xie Ruyu and the fourth sister were resting in a room, the fourth sister was holding a shaft of rice paper, seemed to be a little excited, and lay on the pillow on her side and asked Xie Ruyu:

"The day after tomorrow, no, tomorrow is the Shangyuan Festival, we finally arrived in Yanjing before the festival, and we can finally see the poems composed by the Su family with our own eyes."

After talking for a while, the fourth sister suddenly reacted.

"Ruyu, Su people won't stop writing poetry tomorrow? You are familiar with the Su family, do you think that with the temperament of the Su family, Ming'er will not be able to write poetry, he didn't write it during the New Year's Festival. ”

Xie Ruyu lay down on the bed:

"Sleep, Ming'er handed over the national credentials, and we will go to the drunken Red House to see the lanterns at night. Su Lu is unique, and there are many people who want to see him write poems and lyrics, don't worry about it. ”

"Is that so?"

With such a thought, the fourth sister fell asleep with doubts on her face.

In the firewood room in the backyard of the thatched shop, the shopkeeper cleaned up and was about to go to bed to rest, when he suddenly heard a rustling sound from the firewood room.

"Who? I didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and I was in the firewood room, so if I didn't ...... this time."

"Don't Talk"

The mouth was covered, and the neck seemed to be covered with a steel knife, and the feeling of piercing the skin made the shopkeeper not shut up in an instant.

"A good man spares his life, I am old and young, if I die, they will all die, and if you kill me, it is equivalent to killing six lives."

"Who was staying at the hotel just now?"

A suppressed voice sounded.

The shopkeeper's heart chuckled, she was a female assassin, walking the rivers and lakes, women and old people belonged to those who could not be easily offended, without him, just because they had their own unique skills, and they were ruthless.

"I—I didn't hear it"

The shopkeeper regretted wanting to hit the wall, why didn't I listen carefully just now, where did they come from, this time it's over, and they are going to be killed by the female devil.

"Probably not for us."

Another hoarse voice sounded in the firewood room.

The shopkeeper's soul almost flew out of the sky, my God, how can there be people, how many people are hidden in my broken firewood house.

The hoarse voice fell, and the shopkeeper felt the tingling in his neck disappear, and the female devil let go of herself.

"Let's go, don't tell what happened tonight, or watch out for your dog."

The shopkeeper nodded again and again, and then realized that it was too dark in the room, and promised again and again.

"I promise not to say it, woman, thank you for sparing your life."

The shopkeeper walked out of the firewood room, and the voice behind him sounded.

"Ahem, tomorrow night is the Shangyuan Festival, I found out, ahem, a group of civil officials led by Gao Yang, a bachelor of Hanlin Academy, are going to set up a banquet in Huamanlou, invite Lord Sulu to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Shangyuan, and write poems and lyrics."

There was a hint of pleasure in his hoarse voice, as if some kind of wish-fulfillment excitement had been granted.

The female voice rang out:

"I saw Lord Su Lu today, he doesn't seem to be very powerful, and he is in a wheelchair."

The hoarse voice carried a hint of envy:

"Really? You're in luck! ”

"Lord Su Lu was injured in the counterinsurgency, and he hasn't been good yet, and he didn't write poems during the New Year, and I don't know if it's good now, can Ming'er go to Huamanlou for a banquet?"

The female voice suddenly became irritable:

"We are here to take revenge, if you go with me today, those forbidden troops will not be able to stop me at all, and Li Kang's head will be obtained by now."

"Su Lu's poems are good, but do you need to be so addicted, and what good will this bring you?"

There was silence in the firewood room, and only the sound of the woman's undulating breathing was up and down.

After a long time, the hoarse voice sounded again, full of vicissitudes:

"You don't understand, you haven't experienced how precious your survival is because of poetry, you don't understand how important poetry is."

"I hope that tomorrow those stupid civil officials can think of some way to force the adults to make their hands and write a few songs, even if they die here, there will be nothing."

"Well, I've got to figure out a way too."

There was complete silence in the firewood room......