The bucktooth family on Xia Zhu's Mansion has been squatting in the teahouse next to the "Iron Mouth Word Measuring Museum" all day. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

thought of it, just because the little white-faced Fang Zhongyong was making a false prediction with this Li Tiezui at that time, saying that during the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, Mr. Li Tiezui would meet two big men one after another, both of whom would be the future ministers of the two provinces. His own lord sent himself here to squat, and he was not allowed to reunite with his wife at home for the New Year. The bucktooth family couldn't help but snort at his feet, spitting out two mouthfuls of yellow phlegm.

However, the next moment, his eyes focused - on the high-headed carriage covered with silk curtains, was the logo of the Xia family hanging on it?

The lord is here?

The bucktooth family hurriedly jumped out of the teahouse, lifted himself out, and rushed straight to Xia Zhu, who was slowly stepping down from the carriage.

Xia Zhu's eyes flickered slightly, with a kind of lazy impatience, waved his sleeves, and walked freely without taking away a cloud, without waiting for the bucktooth family to report, if he didn't see any dignitaries coming today, he stepped into the "Iron Mouth Word Measurement Museum".

Xia Zhu Nian has just received the appointment of the Ministry of Officials, after the end of Ding Wei, he is about to return to Beijing to serve, for him, the beautiful life of the best has opened again, with the identity of the emperor who had taught lessons to the young Renzong, he thought about it, and still felt that or believed in this evil, he would not go around tonight, and came to the word measurement hall to test a hexagram.

Or, the inscrutable Fang Zhongyong does have heavenly eyes, and he is one of the two who will dominate the world in the future?

Thinking of this, Xia Zhu looked at Li Tiezui's expression, slightly showing a bit of generosity and benevolence.

And Li Tiezui's yellow-skinned face, there was no joy or sorrow in the candlelight, but he sat as usual, with a mysterious face, and received him step by step: "Mr. is a word tester?" Or fortune telling? Today's old man's calculation time is full, if the gentleman wants to measure words, or fortune telling, please come back tomorrow. ”

Xia Zhu was too lazy to speak, and directly took out an ingot of official silver from his sleeve, and slipped it into Li Tiezui's arms with a snap, while he sat on the opposite side of Li Tiezui with a golden knife.

"I know the rules, since Mr. is a person who knows the gossip and knows the destiny of heaven, it is natural that the heavenly opportunity cannot be revealed, and he divination according to the hour every day, but I don't know, what kind of complement does Mr. have not made?"

Li Tiezui put the shiny official silver on the table, didn't look at it much, but still said mysteriously: "Today's divination has been completed, but there is still a little left to help the beggar, but the fuping is wasted and laborious, and the price of a gold ingot is needed." ”

A piece of gold, for Xia Zhu, is just a matter of plucking roots. However, Xia Zhu carefully looked at the little-known iron-mouthed half-immortal in front of him, and still couldn't help but scold in his heart:

A half-immortal with such qualifications, just asking a safe person to buy peace of mind, how dare he open his mouth like this? That's it, but it's just a lottery. Why bother with him, let him look down.

As he spoke, with a wave of his big hand, he handed out another official hand.

"This is enough for a gold ingot, the old man came out, and he didn't bring any gold with him, you take this, and go to the Chai family money village that has just opened in the next year, and you can exchange copper coins worth one ingot of gold."

That Li Tiezui took the official Jiaozi handed over by Xia Zhu, pretended to look left and right, and looked at it for a long time, before he patted his head, took out the plate, and burned incense to help him.

That slap text, tsk, is straight to the pen dragon snake, and the ghost drawing symbol. Finally, stop.

Li Tiezui clasped his hands together, bowed from afar, copied down the large ghost painting charm very solemnly, respectfully handed it to Xia Zhu, and arched his hand again:

"The noble man will definitely ascend to the two mansions in the future, but there may be a catastrophe in three years, and when the time comes, you must remember to take out the text for reference, it will be helpful, remember to remember."

Then he shook off the dust again, sat back in his place, cleaned up the tray and incense case, and didn't look at Xia Zhu again.

The full set of behaviors seems to be the same, and the acting skills are outstanding.

Xia Zhu took the article, he really wanted to throw it into the toilet, he didn't know what to do, it seemed to have some words, but it was not a word, let alone a painted text, and because of this Li Tiezui, he flickered both true and false, but he didn't dare to throw it away, so he had to put away the text properly and turned away.

Li Tiezui, who watched Xia Zhu go out, looked at the value of the official Jiaozi in his hand, and smiled from ear to ear: This ticket is well traded.

According to the ghost drawing talisman given by Fang Zhongyong, the script hint given, and a little acting skills, he really got a big deal, and when Fang Zhongyong came tonight, he would pay him two times, and the rest would be his own.

It's just that for some reason, this Fang Zhongyong wants to say that he will meet two big shots? And who is the other one? This doesn't give any more hints to the script.

Whatever, the soldiers will come to block it, and the water will cover it. Li Tiezui wiped the sweat from his forehead, poured himself a cup of warm maple dew tea, and quietly waited for Fang Zhongyong to get the "final payment" of his two dollars.

Unexpectedly, he waited until the third watch in the middle of the night, until he closed the shop, Comrade Fang Zhongyong did not appear in time and asked him for money.

Li Tiezui naturally didn't know that what Fang Zhongyong taught him to draw to Xia Zhu was the Western Xia script, "Those who take Li Yuanhao's head will reward Yuanhao's wife, treasures, gold and silver, and give the Great Song Dynasty official the title of Marquis, and enjoy money and food forever." ”

In Fang Zhongyong's history books in the previous life, although the Tangut characters have been submerged in the dust of history and lost their pronunciation, Fang Zhongyong still remembers the strokes of the glyphs, especially those high-frequency Tangut characters involving the words that Li Yuanhao and the party members paid the most attention to.

This time, no matter whether he himself can pass the scientific examination in time, dredge the joints, get mixed into important positions, and change the rhythm of the Song-Xia War.

At least, he could make Xia Zhu when he was the commander-in-chief of the Song and Xia wars, and the first move of the draft of the propaganda could be understood by the enemy.

Based on historical knowledge, the party has completed the popularization of its basic culture in an all-round way last year, and has made the development of its own customs, its own writing, and its own system from the Paleolithic to the Neolithic.

Although Xixia is really a barbarian in the Stone Age, Li Yuanhao is even more of a stinky hooligan who surrenders and fights endlessly.

However, people have words, but the Great Song Dynasty thinks that the Celestial Empire is the upper kingdom, and they don't realize it. It seems that knowing the party character that has just emerged in one and a half moves has also become a skill point for Fang Zhongyong.

Fang Zhongyong knew very well that he left the table that day, and with Xia Zhu's suspicion, he would inevitably send someone to investigate, and this mystery with Li Tiezui was indeed not just a bamboo pole to knock Xia Zhuzai's ambition and vanity in ruling the world, but also expected that his little hooligan tricks would be helpful in the face of the big hooligan Li Yuanhao.

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When Chai Lin, Wang Ziyue and the others went to the elegant seat that Fang Zhongyong had booked for them, Fang Zhongyong and the Wang brothers had already been drunk by the drunkard comrades next door.

Comrade Drunkard is also in the prime of life at this time, and his drinking power is at the peak of his life, and his skill points remain high, which is really a big kill.

The whole scene can be described as "I wish to be a winged bird in heaven, I wish to be broccoli on the ground, eat lobster rice and not cakes, and drink broken intestines are still at the end of the world." ”

Wang Ziyue and Chai Lin looked at the drunken wine bags and rice bags, and they became the coachmen responsible for escorting everyone home.

It's a good lantern night, just let the wine mix. Chai Lin was extremely unlucky in his heart.

And Wang Ziyue paid attention to the maids of the warbler Yanyan in that room. Especially the teacher of Xia Jiacha, who has three feet of hair and can be discerned by light, Miss Cang.

That Teacher Cang, while holding Fang Zhongyong's head, gently put a moist handkerchief on his forehead, while raising his hand to make tea, holding his head to sober up for him.

In every move, that kind of natural charm made Wang Ziyue feel a little uncomfortable.

She turned her head to look at the same drunken mess, her brother and younger brother, Wang Anshi and Wang Anshi, and saluted Ouyang Xiu, who was already slightly drunk, and then let them be moved into the carriage one by one.

On the way back, Wang Ziyue didn't say a word, and Chai Lin was too tired to accompany Wang Ziyue to go straight to two streets, and soon fell asleep among the drunken people.

The bright moonlight gradually covered with fog, winter went to spring, but the weather of the third watch was still so cold.