"Little lady, are you shooting me with a slingshot?" The obedient officer walked a few steps to Yuhua Cong, looked up at Xue Wu, who was sitting on the horse and still holding a slingshot in his hand, his face was very unkind, no matter who it was, he was shot with a slingshot, and it was strange that his face could be good-looking.

I have to say that Xue Nuxia is an Oiran with a very surname, and it is rumored that she does not even give face to the Nanjing garrison eunuch Mu Jiugong, which undoubtedly brings her great fame, making her more legendary, and even Mu Jiu himself has heard this rumor, but the old eunuch's performance at the time was smiling and silent, and it confirmed this rumor, of course, the real situation is that the old eunuch is unwilling to offend the name, and the 400,000 fat powder money a year is enough for the old eunuch to give face to the class of the girl.

The eunuch is the biggest leader in the south of the Yangtze River, and Xue Nuxia dares not to give the other party, this is simply a portrayal of the Confucian spirit! Therefore, countless literati praised her like crazy, and Xue Nuxia, as a celebrity, naturally would not take the initiative to distinguish, I didn't do that, if Mu Jiugong stretched out his tongue that could lick the tip of his nose, I would have to give in...... Presumably not that stupid woman.

Observing words and emotions is the most basic kung fu to remember women, but it has become true that the lie has been told a thousand times, and it has been the first in the line for five consecutive years, and Xue Nuxia sometimes can't even tell the difference, and whether the matter of not giving face to the Nanjing garrison eunuch is true or false.

A thirteen-year-old girl who just debuted and a twenty-year-old girl who is famous all over the world must have a different mentality, before the age of sixteen, Xue Wu would never take out a slingshot from the bow box on the street and shoot a projectile at random at someone he didn't know on the street, this is nothing to condemn, people, will always change.

With a strange face, Xue Wu raised his eyebrows, and looked at the young man in a Confucian shirt condescendingly, there was surprise in her apricot eyes, she was very confident in her marble skills, she definitely pointed to where to hit, and almost never missed, but this young man actually used a knife to open the bullet he shot, and he didn't know which family was the son of the family, so the family history.

At this time, the martial arts masters, carefully looking for the origin, are generally military attachés, or they are from a family of Jiangmen, such as Yu Dayou, who broke through the Shaolin Temple and beat the monks, his ancestors were from Fengyang, Anhui Province, and followed Zhu Yuanzhang to fight the world.

Of course, if the military attache in this era does not have a title, and the status is very different from that of Wenchen, many military generals are forced to go to the Wenxiu exam first when they are young, and then they will be mixed up first, and then they will be a military general, but Xue Wu'er looks at the clothes of the obedient officials, and he doesn't want to be a military general, but he is like a child from a pampered family, and because of this, Xue Wu'er will shoot the other party with a slingshot, and even can't wait to pull the other party's ears and tell the other party [Erfeng Erlu, the people's fat and people's ointment, the silver of your family is all supported by the people, You are wearing Confucian shirts at such a young age, you must have some talents, and you must study hard, so that you can be the master of the people in the future......]

In Xue Wu's opinion, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy who is not good at studying at home, but came to the land of fireworks, should really be beaten, and he should be taught a lesson.

It's just that she never expected that the slingshot would shoot on the iron plate.

If the good official is Shan Chixia, he will definitely know that the marble is a bundle of hair and jade crown on his head, but he doesn't have that much ability, he only knows that this man's outfit, a beautiful and surprisingly beautiful woman shoots herself with a marble, you know, although the projectile is not lethal enough, it can only be used to shoot birds or voles and hares, but if it is shot on the body, it will inevitably hurt the muscles and bones, and if it hits the eyes, I am afraid that I will be blind.

Can he Zheng Guofan not be popular!

"Little friend, listen to me." Lu Bi, who was a little later, hurriedly turned over and dismounted, walked quickly to the front, and unfolded the folding fan, but it was very elegant, "Xue Nuxia is also for your good, young and vigorous, not suitable to come to such a place, I look at Xiaoyou, wearing a Confucian shirt, and he is also famous, he is only fifteen years old, which shows that Xiaoyou is talented, the so-called gentle township is a hero's mound, and you must not mistake yourself!" It's better to review your homework, and when it's time to nominate for the laurels, that's a great joy in the life of a good boy like me......"

The provincial and township examinations are generally held in the autumn, so the list cited in the middle is also called the laurel list, just like the spring entrance examination is called the spring camp.

The well-behaved official looked a little strange, and looked at this white-faced man who was not in his early thirties, and asked, "Who is Your Excellency?" ”

"There is no way to go in Xiaguangling, and now there is a slight future, and the Nanjing Hanlin Academy History Museum is compiled." Lu Bi shook his fan and smiled, so as to put on a friendly face of his predecessors, like the second-grade students in the Fusang School after five hundred years can teach the first-grade students at will, this hierarchy is strict on seniority, all of them are learned from the Celestial Empire, this is the case with the Ming Dynasty at this time, the Jinshi of Wanli ten years can teach the Jinshi of Wanli for twelve years (one list for ten years, one list for twelve years, and one list for four normal years), whether these people are happy or not, old and young, and enter that list, it means that they are the characters of that session, Automatically enter the seniority ranking.

He Lu Bi is also a historian of the museum, from the official of the sixth grade, willing to talk to a Xiucai like this, in his opinion, it is already very good, what about the fifteen-year-old Xiucai, that Yu Dayou is also a fifteen-year-old Xiucai, after all, he is still a military general, not a serious road, is this the right way, or an official in the imperial examination.

But in his opinion, he is a good temptation, but in the eyes of a good official, this kind of behavior is called pretending to be forced in later generations, don't say that I don't have a scoop mark, even if the scoop is remembered, are you qualified to say me? It's funny that I accompany a girl, but I don't allow others to find her.

"Revision? When you come out of Hanlin Academy, there are always five or six grades! The obedient official said to himself, he didn't know much about the grade of this thing, but these are not the key, "It turns out that what this Brother Lu Xian said can't be misunderstood, that is, the girls on the sixteenth floor of this South City, you officials can scoop casually, that is called Fengya, we call it self-error?" I understand that, right? ”

Lu Bi's face immediately turned dark, this young man was so rude, he couldn't help but scold, "Duh! Evil obstacles, I really don't know self-love, I am good at raising Haoran's spirit, you little boy, what do you know. "He is a poisonous mouth, and it is a custom for literati in the Ming Dynasty to scold the street, which can be said to be a unique market culture.

The Daming Law stipulates that ordinary people should scold the street with ten strokes, and literati do not use scolding.

In fact, it is often written in the history books that the old men of the Hanlin Academy often blushed and even scolded the street in public because of a contradiction, and it is not much different from the group fights with later legislators.

Therefore, this Lu Bi Lu couldn't help but pick up another sentence in the back, "Mao doesn't know if he has grown up, and he also learns to visit the Qinglou ......" Speaking of this, he added a sentence in his heart, lying in the mud of the Gobi.

Sun Yinglong, who was not far away, immediately looked ugly and tight, Uncle Guo was humiliated, he couldn't escape the blame, he immediately loosened the reins of the horse, walked over quickly, saw that Lu Bi was already like a dead man, leaned into the ear of the obedient official and said: "Uncle Guo, do you want to go down to the official ......" He said, and he made a gesture of cutting off his head with the palm of his hand on his throat.

The obedient official laughed, turned his head and didn't look at this guy, but Lu Bi was half angry, this kid was so rude, he actually ignored Master Ben, just watched the other party walk in front of Xue Nuxia's horse, looked up, and then asked, "You shot the two bullets?" ”

Xue Nuxia, who was sitting on the horse, nodded reservedly, and didn't even speak, you know, all the people she came and went with were celebrities, ordinary people were not qualified to talk to her, a fifteen-year-old Xiucai, it was possible to be smart, but it was not enough to qualify.

The obedient official said, "Then may I ask your name?" ”

"Did you ask for the name of Xue Nuxia!" That Lu Bi is really angry, no matter what kind of child you are, even if you are a child of the Xunqi family, so what, in Daming, the imperial examination officer has the final say.

"Xue Wu'er, named Susu, the first Oiran in the past five years......" Sun Yinglong bent over and trotted a few steps over, telling the other party's origin.

Shaking his head, the obedient official said softly: "It's better to be famous than to meet." As he spoke, he suddenly drew the knife, and the knife flashed, and the whole person pressed forward with the posture of the knife...... This knife was imposing, everyone only saw a flash of the knife, and then, a huge horse's head fell to the ground, shocking that it was Xue Nuxia's beloved horse Yuhua Cheng, and then, a stream of blood arrows suddenly sprayed out from the headless neck cavity, and the head and face shot Lu Bi's body, and the horse also fell to the ground with a bang.

Xue Wu'er has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, although he is not practicing murderous kung fu, but he is agile, and when he is soft in his crotch, he pressed the saddle with one hand and turned a clean somersault in the air, and immediately stood on the ground lightly, and then saw his beloved horse Yuhua skull's head fall to the ground, and the corpse fell to the ground, and his pretty face suddenly turned pale.

And Lu Bi was sprayed all over his face by a huge blood arrow, and after two flicks of his fingers, he suddenly let out a scream, as if everyone was stripped naked on the street, and the scream was terrible and piercing.

There are a lot of people on this street, not to mention anything else, there are more than hundreds of famous girls alone, and the rest of the people of all colors have to be thousands, since Xue Wuxue Woman was running on the street, there were already countless eyes watching, without it, the fame was too great, whether it was a jealous woman or an admiring man, after all, she would be attracted by her dazzling beauty.

However, after thousands of calculations, absolutely no one calculated that there would be such a scene, that Xiao Langjun, who was teased by a group of women just now, actually turned into Shura, and cut off the head of a famous horse with a knife, for a while, I don't know how many mouths opened wide, and almost even the mandible fell off.

A fishy blood suddenly spread, and more than a dozen horses following Xue Wu were excited by the blood and blood, screaming, and the four hooves kept kicking backwards, the horse is a very timid animal, but all the military horses that can go to the battlefield are trained, and these horses are sold to a famous maid to ride, looking beautiful, in fact, they are all like goods, where can they stand this blood and blood, naturally they have to retreat again and again, but this fell in the eyes of the onlookers, it was inevitable that the murderous aura exuded from Xiao Langjun made the horses frightened and retreated, For a while, as long as people saw this scene, they all felt that the hairs on their backs stood on end, and it was still hot in broad daylight, but a trace of coolness provoked these people to fight a cold war.

With a bang, the obedient official put Muramasa across his chest, his posture was extremely beautiful, and the blood beads on the blade were shaken open, bursting out in the sun, one by one, one by one......

(To be continued)