Chapter 61 doesn't look at what his identity is

"cut off Lu Qian's head, and the body was moved into the forest and buried. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Zheng Zhi took Lu Qian's body back to the place where the battle was fought before, and at this time, the battle on this side had also ended, and the four masters under Lu Qian were all thrown to the ground and bleeding.

The soldiers began to drag the corpse into the forest according to the instructions, but the leather package that Lu Qian had dropped before was found by Luda, not to mention a thousand taels of silver, the leather package was just used to hold Lu Qian's head. Zheng Zhi is also going to marinate this head with lime, and it will be useful later.

There were two soldiers in the front and back guarding the road to prevent pedestrians from approaching, and everyone was busy, cleaned up the battlefield, buried the corpses, and went to Bianliang.

As soon as Lu Qian died this time, Zheng Zhi would have no enemies in Bianliang, but it would be much easier. Killing Lu Qian outside the city, the body was buried, and no one saw it, and the Taiwei Mansion couldn't receive news for a while. Thinking of this, Zheng Zhi was very happy.

"Brother, it's time for the Sprinkle family to go to find Lin Chong." Luda said behind Zheng Zhi.

"Lin Chong is not in a hurry, he will enter the city quickly today, and then go to the Alum Tower tomorrow to have a few drinks." Zheng Zhi replied.

Ruda didn't say anything after hearing this, if he didn't succeed in the competition, it was okay to drink.

On the one hand, Shi Jin was communicating with his master Wang Jin, asking about Wang Jin's experience these days. Since Wang Jin quietly left Zheng Zhi's house that day, he went all the way to Tokyo, eating and sleeping in the open, and nothing else happened, but this day and night journey was really hard.

The people found a Zhuangzi outside the city, stored their horses, washed their swords, guns, and clothes, and entered the gate of the city that was about to be closed at the last moment when it was completely dark.

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In the Taiwei Mansion tonight, Yanai was in the room for tea and dinner, but when someone came to visit, he said that he was dying and would not live for a few days. A few of his servants were even more helpless, and Lu Qian, who was usually the best at talking to Yanai, also ran out of Tokyo.

Seeing that Yanai didn't think about tea and dinner for a few days, his fat body was emaciated, and several companions couldn't, and one of the favored subordinates, Fu An, thought about it and could only report to Gao Taiwei.

After seeing the disease, after the Gao Taiwei asked, the old man replied: "If you want to get better in Yanei, there is only one way, and that is to harm Lin Chong's life, so that you can teach Lin Niangzi to be with Yanei, and this disease will be good, if not, Yanei will inevitably die." ”

Gao Taiwei didn't answer when he heard this, and he also had a plan in his heart. But he couldn't find an excuse to find Lin Chong for a while, but there was no excuse for this crime, and Lin Chong was dangerous.

At noon the next day, Zheng Zhi took Lu Dashi into Chen Da and the three of them, dressed as a wealthy businessman, and went straight to the alum building, and came to Tokyo for some time, but he had not passed through this alum building, and he had already walked to the door last time, and when he saw Lu Qian, he did not go to it.

"A few officials, please!" The second junior of the running hall welcomed a few people in, lowered his body and asked with a smile: "I don't know if a few of them are eating wine or staying in a hotel?" ”

"I heard that there are many literati in Alum Building, and there are many elegant things, so I came to see it today." Zheng Zhi replied, the front of the alum building is no different from an ordinary restaurant inn, at most it is a lot more luxurious, but this backyard is mostly a place where literati and scholars gather, and there are many famous prostitutes and oiran people.

"The villain walked away, neglected Wenqu Xing, please inside!" Although Xiao Er was suspicious, he still smiled and greeted Zheng Zhi and the others.

It's no wonder that Xiao Er is blind, Zheng Zhi and the others are all five big and three thick, and they really don't look like readers. The Song Dynasty was originally heavy on literature and light on martial arts, and scholars always looked down on other people, and even more down on martial artists. Martial artists will not join in the excitement of the literati, so as not to be bored.

It is inside and outside the court that the literati are in control, and the highest official that a martial artist can do, that is, Di Qing, has been the deputy envoy of the Privy Council, and Yue Fei in later generations is only in this position. is the eunuch Tong Guan, or the "football player" Gao Yu, who can be in a high position, but there is no position of a martial artist.

Therefore, when this junior heard that Zheng Zhi was looking for elegant things, he didn't dare to ask more, because the one who could say this must be a scholar, and others don't have the face to be boring.

Zheng Zhi followed behind Xiao Er and went straight inside, and the four of them also looked left and right, except for Zheng Zhi, the rest of them were amazed, so magnificent, it was also an eye-opener. But Zheng Zhi didn't think there was anything surprising when he saw it, if he wanted to say that it was rich, the entertainment venues of later generations had already achieved the extreme, which could be compared to this Song Dynasty alum building.

In ancient times, Qinglou was always misunderstood as a brothel engaged in the leather and meat business. In fact, it is not the case, most of the legal green buildings are government-run, not mainly for the skin and meat business, and it is really an elegant place, more to provide a place for scholars to communicate.

In this green building, these people also do a lot of elegant things, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and chant poems. To say that the service items of the Qinglou are mainly love services, not skin and flesh services.

Most of the Oiran Qingqi people are also clean and self-conscious, the more famous, the higher the literary and artistic accomplishment, this kind of person is more like a propaganda platform for literati, with good poems, and then sung by them, they will be famous all over the world. The Oiran are also more willing to get good poetry, so as to make a name for themselves.

The relationship between the literati and the Oiran is roughly complementary. As for those private prostitutes, then to say otherwise, most of them really provide basic skin and meat services for the people at the bottom.

After the front hall, a path leads to the secluded, dozens of steps, trees, flowers and birds, rockery ponds, pavilions and pavilions, Zheng Zhi can't help but think of the Suzhou Forest Garden in the later generations, it seems that it is not as elegant as this, there is the Song Dynasty, the Chinese style garden design and construction has reached its peak, even the emperor spares no effort on this matter, otherwise where there are flowers and stones.

When I arrived at a hall, there were already many scholars and Confucian scholars sitting in it, most of whom were dressed in long robes, and they looked exceptionally tall.

Although Zheng Zhi has never been a scholar, he is not stage frightened, he has not seen any scenes in two lives, he is the supreme leader of later generations, and Zheng Zhi has also been secretly received. What's more, Zheng Zhi is also a talent with nine years of compulsory education and three years of high school education, as well as the edification of developed information.

On the contrary, since the three of Luda entered the hall, they looked restrained everywhere, and it was the inferiority of the warriors in this era who unconsciously exuded in the face of the literati.

As soon as everyone entered the hall, the eyes of all eyes looked the four of them up and down countless times, and some people talked to each other. Most of these people are familiar with each other, and when they see a few men who are five big and three rough, they are dressed as rich businessmen, and some people have begun to laugh with others, as if they have seen interesting things, waiting to see a few people make a fool of themselves.

Zheng Zhi just didn't see it, and sat down at an empty table in the middle of the left with a big grin, Zheng Zhi couldn't help but be a little happy when he sat on the chair, thanks to the wisdom of the ancestors, and slowly popularized this chair from the Tang Dynasty, otherwise it would be embarrassing to kneel on the ground in front of these literati at this time.

"You don't have to be nervous, just watch the performance, what is the literati talent, compared to the fierceness of the Qiang people?" Zheng Zhi saw that the three of them couldn't get up at ease, and opened his mouth to be relieved.

"My brother is right, the Dang Xiang Qiang people have also killed a lot of people, and I am afraid that these poems will be right." Ruda was not stingy, although he also felt that this place was not his own trick, but he was still slowly relieved.

But it was Shi Jin and Chen Da, these two people were relatively normal Song people, not as good as Ruda, so they felt a little weak at this time.

"Listening to these accents, I don't know where the soil buns came from, and the Tokyo Talent Poetry Club also came to join in the fun, and I really have no vision." There will always be someone who will be the first to come out and speak disdain, showing that his identity as a scholar is noble.

"Haha... Isn't it ridiculous to have a vision or a vision to say that you want to join in the fun, and you don't see what your identity is, and you can't read two big characters. This man laughed heartily, and his voice was louder, and he seemed much more elegant than the one in front of him. Zheng Zhi also heard it clearly.

"Insulting Sven!" A young man with a grim face cherishes words like gold, and four words summarize his attitude.

Zheng Zhi sat still, and also raised his eyes to look around, the literati in the late Northern Song Dynasty or something, Zheng Zhi really didn't care about it, there was no wisdom to save the country, and there was no ability to save the country.

If the literati in the late Northern Song Dynasty still had the demeanor of Wang Anshi, Sima Guang, Su Shi, Bao Zheng and others, Zheng Zhi would inevitably have to take a few looks.