Sima Xianglu really couldn't say how he caught up with such a living Hades.

"Do you know who I am?"

Sima Xiang Lu thought to himself: I don't care who you are, I just want to leave quickly.

"This girl is Zhuo Wenjun, stinky boy, do you know?"

Sima nodded to Lu and said, "Miss Zhuo, I didn't offend you in my later life, why don't you let me go?" “

"Late life, what are you pretending to be a stinky firewood seller, you really think of yourself as Zhu Maichen." Saying that, Zhuo Wenjun hit Sima Xianglu's face with a whip, and Sima Xianglu felt that the girl in front of him was really untutored, rude and rude.

"The villain, it's okay. I have to go. ”

"Hey, how could you just say that, now you're dumb."

Sima Xiang Lu saw that Zhuo Wenjun was deliberately making things difficult for herself, so he decided to think of a plan to rectify her.

"Miss, seeing that you are so smart, you can't get used to those rhetorical people, I will test you with a question, if you answer, I will never speak again, if you can't answer, then let me go."

"Hmph, it's up to you, you ask. Miss Ben will listen to it. ”

"Miss, do you know that some ethnic minorities like to draw patterns on their bodies, what is this called?"

"Tattoos, I've seen them."

"What the villain wants to ask is what are the patterns drawn on the horse?"

Zhuo Wenjun thought about it and found that she really couldn't think of it, isn't the horse also a tattoo? This bastard boy is probably playing tricks.

"You kid must have made it up."

"The villain doesn't, if the young lady lets me go, I will write the answer on the stone by the Qili Bridge outside the city, and then the young lady will go and see if I have made up nonsense."

Zhuo Wenjun was curious, and she didn't want to punish Sima Xianglu, so she agreed to let him leave and secretly follow him to see what the hell he was doing.

After Sima Xianglu came to the Qili Bridge, he picked up a stone and scratched it for a while. After rowing, Sima Xianglu immediately ran into the woods.

Zhuo Wenjun hurriedly led people to run over, and saw that the stone was engraved with words, Zhuo Wenjun stepped forward to take a closer look, and saw two words engraved on it: Wenjun.

"Tattooed horses, people are called tattoos, horses are called tattooed horses. Is this true? ”

Suddenly, Zhuo Wenjun noticed something, "What's the horse's name?" ”

"Wen Jun, Miss."

"Stupid, what's my name?"

"Wenjun, miss."

"Miss, that kid said you were a horse. He insulted you. ”

Zhuo Wenjun looked at these family members and yelled: "A group of stupid people, if you don't chase me, I'm going to dismantle him." ”

Sima Xianglu had already run away without a trace.

But Zhuo Wenjun is rich and powerful after all, so she posted a post in the city: Anyone who provides information about someone will be rewarded with five hundred taels of silver.

As the saying goes, there must be traitors under heavy rewards, and Sima Xianglu's address is still exposed.

Zhuo Wenjun led people to Sima Xianglu's house, and saw that the grass house was in tatters, and the family was very difficult.

Zhuo Wenjun's maid was a little pitiful to Xiang Lu and said, "Miss, seeing that his family is like this, it is better to let him go." He's just quick to talk. ”

Although Zhuo Wenjun was also a little unbearable, she still couldn't save face. Then he said, "Burn it for me." ”

Zhuo Wenjun originally wanted to burn down the house and pay Sima Xianglu a few hundred taels to buy him a better house, but she never knew that Sima Xianglu's most valuable books and guqin were among them. Although Sima Xianglu is usually pure and does not take anything to heart, his mother's relics are cherished.

Suddenly, the thatched hut caught fire, and the green smoke rose into the sky.

Sima Xianglu, who was chopping wood, saw smoke rising in the distance, and hurriedly returned to the village to inform him of the fire, but he never thought that it was his own house, and the person standing in front of him was the person he had offended.

Seeing that the fire was raging and that his mother's relics were about to turn to ashes, Sima scooped up the water from the water tank and poured it on his body, and rushed in.

Zhuo Wenjun was dumbfounded when she saw it, isn't it just a broken house? Catch up and pay you eight sets out of ten. Hurry up and let people put out the fire, don't harm people's lives.

After a while, Sima Xianglu came out with a guqin and a bag of books.

The piano was blackened, and half of the book was burned.

Sima Xianglu was silent, and the house behind him also collapsed. He didn't blame Zhuo Wenjun, but endless self-blame, if he hadn't offended Miss Qianjin, maybe there wouldn't have been so much to do.

"Hey, why are you desperate for these things. Your house was burned down by Miss Ben. Aunt Chun, give him a few hundred taels and let him build a better one. Zhuo Wenjun turned around and was about to leave.

The maid Aunt Chun took three hundred taels from the package and put it next to Sima Xianglu, who was sitting on the ground with her head bowed and silent, and left with Zhuo Wenjun apologetically.

The next day, there was an extra burden at the door of Zhuo's mansion, and there were three hundred taels in it. After Zhuo Wenjun found out, she regretted it a little but never apologized.

Shen Shi packed up his mother's belongings and decided to go to Chang'an City.

Although the spring is not beautiful, the wood is not beautiful.

The piano is leisurely, the mountains and rivers are harmonious, and the love is missed in a blink of an eye.