North County

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The Confucian scholars who were invited were elated, believing that this was a rare omen. The Confucian scholars who were not invited were depressed, forced to laugh, and even went to the liquor store to buy drunk.

Whether it's celebrating or drinking to kill your sorrows, it's busy with the wine shop and the place where the fence is ticked.

Even the government was alarmed, and the arresters and soldiers stepped up patrols, for fear that someone would use alcohol to make trouble. Fortunately, their worries are superfluous, Confucian scholars are all gentlemen, and they will never move their hands if they can move.

Zhang Yujie was wearing armor, accompanied by Shi Chongjian, walking on the bluestone road on the streets of Beijun, both of them were silent, but there was a trace of indescribable joy in their faces.

After lobbying and deliberate communication, several famous Confucian scholars have taken refuge.

Zhang Yujie felt that his luck suddenly increased a lot, and in order to shine at the banquet, he even found several people to catch pens and prepared a lot of poems to suit the occasion.

He had the confidence to beat Situ at the feast and win the jackpot.

Thinking of the Situ Zhenguo, who was known as the "Little Sage", the younger generation of Beijun in the past dynasties, and the majestic Situ Zhenguo like a mountain, Zhang Yujie's eyes couldn't help but rise a trace of jealousy, and a trace of unconvinced.

It's just an abandoned son of a family, what qualifications does he have to beat this son.

This banquet is an opportunity.

He must be a blockbuster and beat Si's sentence. Reclaim the glory of the past.

"Zhang Gongzi!"

"I've seen Zhang Gongzi!"

"I've seen Mr. Zhang!"

A glimmer of divine light flashed in Zhang Yujie's eyes, and a warm smile rose from his chest and face. It makes people feel like a spring breeze. Let the few Confucian students who greeted him secretly have a good feeling in their hearts.

Shi Chongjian looked at Zhang Yujie with a faint look in his eyes, his palm had never left the crape myrtle golden bucket. Because as long as he touches the person who is destined for the stars, the crape myrtle golden bucket will tremble slightly.

Zhang Yujie's afterglow saw Shi Chongjian shake his head invisibly, and a trace of loss flashed in his eyes. The words of the Confucian scholar are also less sincere and more cohesive.

After a few Confucian scholars left, the warmth on Zhang Yujie's face suddenly disappeared without a trace, and there was a little more impatience in his eyes.

"Why is it so hard to find the people who are in the sky?"

Shi Chongjian's face remained unchanged, as if he had been prepared for a long time, and replied with a smile:

"Childe, don't be impatient. The people who respond to the mandate of heaven are all the best among people, and they are naturally not comparable to ordinary Confucian scholars. ”

"The poetry club will definitely show a different attitude from ordinary people. ”

Zhang Yujie's face recovered a lot, and after a while, he said faintly:

"That Situ Zhenguo is also different from ordinary people. ”

Shi Chongjian's face was also stagnant, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

Chongjian understood. ”

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Sifang Building is the largest restaurant in North County, located in the center of North County, and there are many customers who come and go every day. Because it is good at management, it has been passed down for generations.

Some quaint restaurants, with drinkers of different colors and costumes, have also become a scene in the northern county town.

Shi Chongjian sat on the second floor of the restaurant, near the window, quietly sipping wine and eating carefully prepared side dishes like an ordinary drinker.

The small dishes in the square building are all from the hands of famous chefs, and they are full of color, flavor and flavor. There are also unique condiments such as pepper and peppercorns, which bring the taste of fresh and spicy hemp to the extreme.

Many people like to sit in the restaurant, order a plate of side dishes, and listen to a little song. Quietly savor the life of Baiwei. But Shi Chongjian didn't have such a mentality, the braised meat that was crystal clear was like wax in his mouth.

Because he's waiting for someone.

Waiting for someone no one could have imagined.

That's the prison sentence.

He wanted to see with his own eyes the luck of Si Tu.

Thinking of this, his hands subconsciously put on the crape myrtle golden bucket, feeling the unique coldness and touch of the crape myrtle golden bucket, and his heart slowly settled down.

He seemed to have no intention, but his eyes never left the street, and according to the secret report, Situ Xing would pass by this street today to visit Wang Shilang.

That's why he waited here early.

About half an hour later, I heard a commotion in the street, and a blue sedan chair slowly walked from the street.

Bao Ya followed the side of the sedan chair and humbly talked to the people inside.

Those on both sides who knew the identity of the people in the sedan chair showed respect in their eyes.

"Situ Punishment!"

"It must be a prison sentence!"

Looking at the sedan chair getting closer and closer, his eyes could already see the tassels hanging on the sedan curtain, swaying in the wind. There is also the embroidery of plum orchid bamboo chrysanthemum.

Crunch!

Crunch!

The sedan chair rose and fell, and the crisp crunch was clearly audible.

Shi Chongjian looked at the cyan sedan chair that was getting closer and closer, and no longer hesitated, only to see his fingers touch his eyes, and his eyes suddenly became blurred. The world in his eyes has also changed dramatically, both the cyan sedan chair and the sedan chair driver have disappeared into invisibility, leaving only a cyan luck.

In the midst of luck, there was a red carp with horns jumping happily, and there were two stars above the carp's head. Although it has not yet been formed, it is indeed two stars.

Could it be...

Wenqu star!

Wuqu Xing!

Shi Chongjian's eyes kept shrinking, and his face showed shock. Just when he wanted to see it more clearly. As if feeling Shi Chongjian's peeping, a flash suddenly appeared in Situ's luck and the red carp also jumped high, and its tail as sharp as a knife slapped down heavily.

Shi Chongjian only felt a pain in his eyes, and his vision blurred.

When he opened it again, his eyes were already a little red, and while everyone was not paying attention, Shi Chongjian wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes with his fingers, and his eyes were full of gloom.

Situ Xing stopped the sedan chair, and just now he actually had a feeling of being peeped at. Luck also fluctuated a little, but fortunately, it was suppressed by the Bronze Decree, so that no one could see through the reality.

Who is it that actually peeps into himself with the method of hope?

Could it be someone from Yuqing Dao?

The people of Yuqing Dao have fallen, and the blessed land of Yuqing Dao has become a ruin under the joint efforts of everyone. The rest of the Taoists either died in battle or fled. Where do you dare to snoop on yourself.

Could it be the one who became the king of the county? Since offending King Chengjun last time, Situ Xing is also guarding against King Chengjun's revenge.

Fortunately, King Chengjun was a little too busy to take care of himself because of the matter of cutting the domain, or he didn't want to attack Situ during such a sensitive period as Chunqiu.

Who, exactly?

Although Situ Xing thought a lot, his hands and feet were surprisingly quick. It was like a sedan chair stepping out, looking at the restaurant with blazing eyes.

He had a feeling that his gaze must have fallen from the restaurant.

Suddenly, he saw a hurried back, although he didn't see a face. I didn't see the process of prying eyes, but Situ was very determined.

That's the man!

The man also seemed to have discovered Situ Xing, went downstairs in a little panic, walked out of the back door, like a drop of water flowing into a river, and suddenly disappeared into the crowd.

When Situ wanted to look for it again, it was too late.