Several of the little apprentices in this evergreen class felt that there were enough people in this troupe, and Shen Yeling had already accepted these apprentices in a peach and plum garden. Shi is already regarded as Shen Yeling's closed disciple, and if he pushes it back, he must use his eyes above the top to accept an apprentice with confidence and satisfaction.

But they really don't know, Xiaolin, who usually can't even speak, why? can get the attention of their master or little uncle, through Xiaolin's several visits, Shen Yeling told her about Liyuan opera with great interest, and the talk was even more detailed than telling the little apprentice.

Some of the little apprentices couldn't stand it anymore, so they went to Shen Yeling with envy and jealousy, and asked him if he wanted to accept Xiaolin as an apprentice. Later, the female apprentices lost their honor in their men's nest. They wanted to use this to strike at Shen Yeling's apprentice's heart.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yeling didn't have this mind, and explained to the apprentices with the heart: Because Xiaolin understands Liyuan and Peking Opera, if you talk to her again, she can derive more things. Sometimes he really teaches a class, and the benefit is greater than that of him and his little apprentice teaching ten classes.

Shen Yeling's explanation, but the few apprentices who blocked were speechless, Shen Yeling always said that they were either not smart or sometimes lazy and unwilling to learn, who knew that a smart and diligent Xiaolin came, and magnified their uselessness again and again, making them shameless in front of the master, and Master Yu was even more shameless.

Master Yu looked at Xiao Lin, and then looked at what he taught on weekdays, and sighed in his heart, what kind of things did he teach, so in early spring, before the ice knife was completely dissolved into iron, he worked the apprentice.

The knife slapped on the apprentice while gritting his teeth and making a lot of effort into his hand: "You are lazy... So that you have mispronounced the word... Your tunes have turned to the edge of the Yellow River... The lower waist is not standard, and it is not good to walk in the hall. . . It's all a shame for me and I'm going home."

More than half of the people in the troupe are holding a grudge against Xiaolin, but they clearly know that this hatred is actually called jealousy.

Jiang Yuan took a boat all the way slowly and leisurely to the bandits' den, to say that the little company commander was captured by the bandits, and the daughter of the bandit leader was arrested to be the prime minister of the village, it was undoubtedly relying on the small company commander and a little bit of hue, and it was completely a rebellion.

Then he was a little panicked, if he wanted to think of his residual state of charm, although he was no longer as young and crazy as a teenager, but no matter how he put it in the big world of the Republic of China, he was still a very delicate standard beautiful man, how could such a look not be remembered by bandits.

If the bandits had rebelled against him, then he would not be able to go back when he rescued the little company commander, and he was not worried about his safety. Without looking up, he spoke to the blue sky: God gave me this face, and he definitely wanted to force me to die. It's a pity that it's really a shame.

When the boat arrived at the shore, he rented a horse and rode a horse to the bandit mountain, riding a horse is more like eating and sleeping in the open than taking a car, and when he catches up with the mountain, he must be in the dust, and his appearance will be greatly reduced, so that he will be safe.

The most is full of mountains and fields to usher in a piece of green, the fresh grass tips poke out a little head in the soil, across the mountains and fields are all grass tips, just like a man who has just shaved his head has just grown a little stubble. From a distance, the grass was gray-green mixed with black soil, and I suddenly felt that this green was not clean.

Looking up at the pale blue sky, the sky at this time is also very lazy, the endless pale blue clouds are too lazy to roll, at most, the distant sun will occasionally give you a little orange and yellow.

In short, there is an endless depression in the sky and on the earth, and the current Xunyang is by no means such a scene, Jiang Yuan thought. Because the more north he went, the more unsatisfactory the scenery he saw, and it suddenly popped into his mind that he was going to take a few little sisters from Fireworks Street to go outside, which seemed to be the most recent one.

He held the reins tightly in one hand, rode a well-tamed horse, and walked alone, imagining that there was someone around him who could accompany him, preferably a girl with a good figure and face, and that girl should preferably be like someone Shen.

So he couldn't help but chant a poem: "Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look"...

"The spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River", and then a voice picked up the second half of his poem.

Jiang Yuan was a little annoyed at the moment, he was ruined by the person who received his poem, and he received a poem that was not in the right title. Maybe it was because Mr. was used to meeting someone who made a mistake in his studies and wanted to help him correct it, although he had already said: "It's 'Revlon in the spring breeze'."

But as soon as he finished speaking, there was no one else on the road except himself, how could someone come to pick up his poems out of thin air, so he turned around sharply and collided with the person by chance.

It turned out that the person who didn't answer the question and took the poem was actually Peng Shirong, who was worried about Luo Xiaoqi's legs, he also sat on the horse with his hands in a fist, but he faced Jiang Yuan, and smiled politely at Jiang Yuan: "Mr. Jiang, good literature, I must be vigilant."

Jiang Yuan was stunned by him for a while, and quickly turned his head to calm down, so the elusive Peng Shirong began to explain his identity: "I came here to collect rent, and I saw that Mr. Jiang was also there, so I happened to have nothing to do with Mr. Jiang, anyway, I will accompany you to finish your errands, and the two of them will go back together to take care of more or less, right?"

Jiang Yuan actually didn't want him to accompany him, what he was doing was to make an appointment with the bandits, what was there to bring people to this unseemly matter.

So he pouted and said to Jiang Yuan again: "If Gongzi Peng is fine, go home quickly, it's dangerous outside."

"Home, where do I still have a home, I kicked out my dad's aunts, I'm the only one left in the house and I'm very bored, you must be more conscious than staying at home this time, do you want to take me with you"?

Jiang Yuan didn't answer, he only snorted at him, always feeling that going with him always revealed a bit of danger, so he grabbed the horse's reins tightly and made a posture of running quickly, but he looked back at Peng Shirong uneasily: "Peng Gongzi, I advise you to go back and forth, there is only danger with me."

Who knew that Jiang Yuan rode a horse and sped up his pace, and Peng Shirong also sped up, he followed Jiang Yuan with a playful smile on his face, as if he could pick up a treasure as long as he followed Jiang Yuan.

He was drinking Jiang Yuan all the way, and at least three of the five sentences were about what he was doing, Jiang Yuan was haggard when he asked, and he gave him a blank look, and he also smiled as a glance of appreciation.

Jiang Yuan always felt that he was a scoundrel enough to drink and play tricks and soak women, but he didn't expect Peng Shirong to be as scoundrel as he was. Then why should he Jiang Yuan bear the charge of this bastard scoundrel, that is not okay, he will have to talk about it as soon as he goes back, and he can't let Jiang Yuan carry this charge alone.

So he told the truth to the other scoundrel with the vigor of a scoundrel, that he was going to the bandits' den to ransom people.

Peng Shirong listened to it for a few minutes, and then Qiang Yan himself wanted to follow, and said that Jiang Yuan was delicate, even if he was weak, he was a powerless scholar, but with him, it was different, although he was a son, although he was a man with clothes to reach out and eat to open his mouth, but he had money, if the bandits didn't care about Luo Xiaoqi's face and intercepted them, he could still redeem them with the money in his family.

Peng Shirong swore that he was using it, and Jiang Yuan couldn't help but glance at him again. Peng Shirong is still too simple, is it really a bandit who kidnaps a gangster, saying that if you take money to ransom people, you will redeem people, if you encounter a vicious person who directly searches your money and property, he will kill you on the spot, where is there so much care later.

But Peng Shirong was not convinced, since he couldn't accompany Jiang Yuan to do things, he looked innocent and pitiful with his round black eyes, pulled his sleeves and begged him, let Jiang Yuan go up the mountain with him, and leave when he saw the bandits' den on the mountain.

Jiang Yuan sighed, never wanting to endure his successive cannon words. So I promised him, but I also had to make sure that he couldn't speak along the way. Peng Shirong stretched out three fingers and made an oath, and agreed with his mouth.

So a scholar and a boy brother set off to the foot of the bandits' nest mountain where the small company commander was trapped, which is the junction of the northeast and Beiping, because the three eastern provinces were occupied by Japan, the civilian people had no choice but to rely on the mountains to eat the mountains and become bandits, plus the frequent caravans at this junction, it was a good place to take advantage of the fire to rob. Rampant bandits give the nearby county magistrate a headache They went to beg the company commander and regiment commander in the barracks several times to help them eliminate the harm. So the little company commander, who was Hang Qingyan's lover, was arrested in this way and the bandit den.

They came all the way to the upper foot, Jiang Yuan analyzed the terrain, and the bandits generally set up the stockade on the sunny slope, so normal people would go to the right path he pointed out.

But Peng Shirong couldn't help but correct: "Of course, I want to go from the back, break into their back door, give them a surprise, and disturb their nest."

Jiang Yuan was confused by his words, and when he thought about it, it was no wonder that Luo Xiaoqi was thinking about breaking his legs, it turned out that he felt that he was the same as himself, and he only had fighting and killing in his mind.

Jiang Yuan coughed, pointed to the road he chose in front of him, and said: "Let's go this way, the road is also stable, it is the main road, we are going to impeach, not to suppress bandits, we can do it alone"?

Peng Shirong didn't care, grabbed Jiang Yuan's sleeve and pulled it to himself, shook it from side to side, and played childishly: "No, no, I'm going to go this way, I'm going to go."

Jiang Yuan had no choice but to sigh again, he played a child's temper, then he would be an adult to coax him: "Okay, let's go this way."

Seeing Jiang Yuan's compromise, Peng Shirong knew that he had won another game, and grinned at Jiang Yuan to reveal two big white teeth.

Jiang Yuan turned his horse's head, feeling a little aggrieved, he owed this kid something, let him put this on me, could it be that he took off his clothes in the Drunken Immortal Building that day, and he embarrassed him?

So the two of them struggled to go around the foot of the mountain for half a circle and started to walk from the back, but what they didn't expect was that the road on the back of the mountain was also surprisingly smooth, as if someone had opened it specifically for walking.

Peng Shirong obviously forgot the agreement between him and Jiang Yuan to only see the forbidden words, and he began to ask Jiang Yuan long and short questions, and Jiang Yuan also answered him helplessly, but he sighed before answering.

But there are many questions, and the question that touches Jiang Yuan's sensitive heart the most is: "Is the former head of the Luo family dead?"

Jiang Yuan's head was numb, and then his eyebrows frowned and asked, "Who are you listening to?"

Peng Shirong replied briskly: "Zhang San who is setting up a stall next to the Drunken Immortal Building."

Jiang Yuan stabilized his mind at this time, and suddenly realized, when he came back, he must find Zhang San to settle accounts, say everything, and give money and say that it seems that it is time to ask Luo Xiaoqi to buy out some news.

Peng Shirong didn't care how Luo Zhengting died, he leaned over, got closer to Jiang Yuan, and said mysteriously: "I have news that Zhang San doesn't know, Mr. Jiang, you want to hear it."

Jiang Yuan looked at him suspiciously, he was taken away from his attention, this Xunyang still has news that he Zhang San doesn't know?