"The cold dew of midwinter freezes, and the moonlight is hazy and wants to break the soul;

A gust of wind penetrated into the bones, and the large view garden of Wudong Cave was deserted;

…… Trickling soaked with a fragrant scarf, this life is too floating! ”

On the spacious and elegant small stage on the second floor of Liufangzhai, two beautiful and lovely Suzhou singers, facing the full house, sang a grumpy and tactful "Baoyu Night Detective" with extremely tactful and resentful grievances, so that the singing did not fall and the strings did not stop, and they won the applause of the audience.

I don't know whether the crowd praised the two young singers on the stage, who were about twenty-eight years old, as beautiful as flowers, or praised their skills and voices like the first cry of the yellow warbler, in short, the applause and high-five rang non-stop, and the two Qingqi people on the stage could only make a statement of panic and gratitude, holding the pipa and the three strings in a thousand manners and standing up and bending down to return the salute, causing more cheers and laughter.

In the center of the lobby to the left, three ordinary-dressed but extraordinary-looking guests sat around a table facing the stage, and the middle-aged man in the east and west positions had no expression on his face, consciously or unconsciously, always looking at the surrounding situation.

The middle-aged man in the west position was purely dressed in literati attire, he withdrew his admiring gaze from the stage, and while caressing the three strands of beard with his slender fingers, he turned to the old man on the main seat with a smile, and laughed in a low voice: "Ji Gong, I didn't expect that there are such beautiful Jiangnan women in this Chengdu City, it seems that the Qing Governor Bashu has made outstanding achievements in politics for three years, and he has been stable and prosperous under his rule." ”

The gray-bearded, clear-looking old man on the main seat smiled slightly, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, and said in a good mood: "Wei Yue, is it a song that arouses your homesickness?" ”

"Ji Gong's eyes are like torches!"

Xu Weiyue laughed, and then said with emotion: "The song "Baoyu Night Detective" by the two Suzhou Qing people on the stage really evokes the nostalgia of the subordinates, and in the blink of an eye, the subordinates have followed Ji Gong into the Jingbian of Sichuan for three years, and almost every day the subordinates remember it in their hearts, and now I think of it, it is really like a white horse passing through the gap!" ”

The old man known as Ji Gong felt the same way when he heard this, sighed slightly, and laughed in a low voice: "There are not many days left, you have to rush to Batang with me to endure hardships in two days, if you don't completely calm down the chaos in Xinjiang, don't expect me to let you come back." ”

Xu Weiyue laughed, and when he heard the sound of the pipa sound again, he stopped talking, and when he picked up the teapot and wanted to lick the tea for Ji Gong, who was very interested, he found that the water temperature in the pot was cold, looked around, and raised his hand to signal to the shopkeeper not far away.

The young and emaciated shopkeeper walked briskly, respectfully took the porcelain pot with both hands, and asked the uncle in a low voice if he changed the tea?

Xu Weiyue saw that although the shopkeeper was full of stammers and humble demeanor, he had a thin face and a clean nose, a tall nose, and a comfortable appearance with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, so he said a few words very kindly.

The clever shopkeeper nodded repeatedly, and just as he was about to turn around, he was frightened by a roar like thunder and almost fell to the ground.

"There's an Assassin—"

In the shouting, Kong Wuhanzi, who was at the same table, flew up with the chair, and suddenly crashed into several evil men who pounced on the side with Tibetan knives in their hands, and the sound of infiltrating impacts, screams and chairs shattering sounded loudly, shaking the hall "buzzing", Kong Wuhanzi and the momentum of the two assassins knocked over two tables and chairs and several guests, and fell to the ground one after another in a loud sound of "bang-la-la", and the audience suddenly screamed and was chaotic.

The frightened shopkeeper stood on the spot, trembling in the face of the chaos in the audience.

Xu Weiyue, who reacted, hurriedly helped Ji Gong to dodge, and before the two of them could move, another villain suddenly came from the chaos and raised a machete more than two feet long to slash at Ji Gong.

Xu Weiyue was in a hurry and hugged Ji Gong and rolled to the ground, the sharp machete cut off the corner of the table with the sound of the wind, and quickly raised it again to slash at Ji Gong who was embarrassed on the ground, and Xu Weiyue, who rolled to the side, screamed in pain.

At this life-and-death juncture, the shopkeeper, who had been scared half to death, didn't see Ji Gong rolling at his feet, only saw the assassin waving a knife towards him, and in a panic, he subconsciously raised his hand and threw the teapot in his hand at the assassin.

The assassin's blade turned and smashed the teapot, roared and swung the knife at the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper was so frightened that he screamed and fell down to dodge, and the ghost made a miracle to fall on Ji Gong's body, the assassin's blade came quickly, and the sharp knife head stabbed into the shoulder of the shopkeeper with a "poof", and was blocked by the shoulder blade, changed direction, and missed Ji Gong's neck when he pierced through the body, and the sharp knife head pierced into the thick floor slab with a "bang", and Ji Gong escaped the catastrophe.

The fierce assassin stepped on the back of the shopkeeper and drew his knife with all his might, when the gunfire suddenly exploded, and the body of the assassin who had been shot several times fell down, and the blood splattered all over the ground.

"Hurry up, help the adults ......"

"The pro-guards stayed, and the others grabbed everyone in the teahouse and searched for ......"

"Counselor Zhou will lead you to report to the Governor, and ask the Governor to alert the whole city and search for the assassins who have slipped through the net......"

The teahouse has been controlled by the officers and soldiers of the patrol battalion, and Ji Gong, who was a little frightened, pushed away the two generals who were supporting him, came to the shopkeeper who was bleeding and in a coma and squatted down, stood up and ordered in a low voice: "Without this person sacrificing his life to protect him, the old man may have died in Huangquan a long time ago, immediately send this young man back to my yamen for treatment, and you must save him for me." ”

"Yes!"

The two generals immediately stepped forward and squatted down to stop the bleeding of the shopkeeper, and Ji Gong and Master Xu Weiyue walked to the captain of the guard who was outnumbered and unfortunately died in the line of duty, and stood in pain for a long time before leaving the teahouse under the urging of the guards.

At noon the next day, the shopkeeper, who had been in a coma for more than ten hours, finally woke up, and a few faint moans alarmed the young woman who was squatting outside the door to decoct the medicine, and the young woman threw down the small fan in her hand and hurriedly ran in, stretched out her trembling hand, gently held the shopkeeper's miserable white face, and couldn't help crying:

"You, the turtle son who causes trouble everywhere, don't know how to hide when you see murder, you think your life is long? Turtle son, how much heart do you want me to do for you......"

Another young woman who lived next door heard the commotion, immediately got out of bed and put on a padded jacket and ran to visit, asking with concern how the situation was?

The shopkeeper who was moaning in pain with his eyes closed on the bed couldn't open his eyes, as if he wanted to turn over but couldn't move, and then there was a strange sound in the quilt, and the two women looked at each other in shock.

The woman who was still crying just now was stunned for a while, and suddenly leaned over and lifted the quilt, and under the quilt appeared the bare body of the shopkeeper, and the little two between her legs stood up strongly, and the quilt and sheets were all covered with bloodstained fishy urine.

The woman who came from behind didn't seem to see the shopkeeper's slick lower body, but shouted in surprise: "He peed, peed!" Didn't the military masters and doctors who sent people here this morning say? As long as he can survive the night and pee out, he is seventy percent sure that his little life will be saved! Hehe, Sister Yi, what are you still doing stupidly? Hurry up and change the quilt...... 'little teapot' this turtle son, it's so bad, it's all hurt like this, the ugly thing below still dares to be tiger-brained, hehe! I guess it will be ready to use soon, right, Sister Yi? ”

"You're going to die, Min! At this time, I am still anxious to joke with me. ”

Sister Yi walked quickly to the wooden box at the end of the bed, picked up a clean quilt and came over, with the help of Minyatou, quickly covered the wounded on the bed, and sat on the edge of the bed together and whispered after the two were busy.

The shopkeeper, who was called "Little Teapot" by the two women, finally opened his eyes with difficulty, first staring at the two women who were talking in a low voice in astonishment, then turning his gaze to the mosquito nets and support shelves above, and finally turning his gaze to the two women again, as if he had fallen into a state of stupor.

The two women sensed something, Qi Qi stopped talking, turned to the small teapot with a stunned and confused face, Sister Yi leaned out with concern and asked, "How is it?" Does it hurt badly? ”

The little teapot still had that confused expression, and her lips, which had lost too much blood and cracked the Dao Dao, squirmed a few times, and asked a surprising word: "This...... Which place is this? ”

Sister Yi was stunned for a moment, then she was so angry that she couldn't do it, her eyebrows were upside down, and she pointed to the small teapot: "You want to be lazy again, don't you?" When did you get beaten outside instead of lying in my bed to recuperate? Don't think that you can eat for a lifetime if you exchange your life for a hundred taels of silver. You are not young, you will be seventeen years old at the beginning of the year, is it possible that you still expect your mother to protect you every day and support you for a lifetime? ”

"Sister Yi, don't be angry, it's not that you don't understand the surname of this leper dog, you really want to clean him up, and you have to wait for him to heal his injuries."

The girl Min angrily persuaded Sister Yi a few words, turned to the small teapot on the bed with her eyebrows furrowed and grinning, and her bewitching face was full of a mocking smile: "Tsk! I said little teapot, you're famous! It is estimated that the story of you sacrificing your life to save people has spread throughout the city by now. I said, you have to tell us sisters about the matter before and after, and let us get rid of it, but now you have to lie down honestly, and you must not make your sister angry again, otherwise you will have to peel off your skin if you don't die. ”

"Wait! Hiss ......"

The little teapot wanted to sit up under the excitement, touching the wound on his left shoulder, which made him break out in a cold sweat, and finally sat up with the help of Sister Yi, the little teapot hugged the bandaged arm, looked at Sister Yi in confusion, and then turned to the smiling girl: "You ...... just now You say she's my sister? She's ...... Not older than me, right? ”

Seeing the little teapot looking stupid, the girl couldn't help but "giggle" and laughed: "The dog is cheap again, haha!" Okay, she's not your sister, she's your mother! Hahaha......"

Sister Yi's face turned blue with anger, and she stared coldly at the unusually small teapot: "You turtle son, you listen to me, I'm not from you, and I have nothing to do with you!" But I have to tell you, get out of here as soon as you're healed! ”

"This ......"

The little teapot knew something was wrong, but he didn't know what was going on, and he didn't know the two women in front of him at all in his memory!

No one made a sound for a while, the atmosphere was very awkward, if it weren't for the sound of the medicinal juice in the medicine jar on the stove outside the door, this young woman named Sister Yi turned around and ran out, and I am afraid that they would be even more confused.

Min Yatou shook her head and stood up: "Okay, little teapot, put away your usual tricks of pretending to be stupid and deceitful, don't make Sister Yi sad anymore, if she hadn't loved you and raised you for so many years, I'm afraid your bones would be drumming!" Alas...... Don't talk about it, I'll go to the room and bring you some meat porridge, you can rest. ”

The little teapot saw that the girl was leaving, and hurriedly shouted: "Hey, hey! Slow down, can you tell me why you call me to make a teapot? Don't I have a name? ”

Min Ya was stunned, thought for a while, threw down the small teapot, and strode out of the door: "I said Sister Yi, this is a problem, the little teapot is sixteen years old, and she can't always shout at the little teapot and the small teapot, you should give him a name." ”

"What's the name? Five years ago, I picked him up and called him a little teapot, but I still don't know what his surname is, and he himself doesn't know what his surname is, how to name it? This wild melon baby, it doesn't matter if he has a name or not, you see that he has no conscience, I can't wait to kill him now and drag him to feed the dogs, and be stabbed and cut off the skull! ”

"Alas! That's a problem......"

The little teapot on the bed stared blankly at the empty doorway, and his heart was already extremely crazy: the dog gnawed ...... Lao Tzu doesn't have a name......

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ps: The new book is opened, recommendation and collection are very important, and the Son of Heaven sincerely asks for tickets and collections!

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