As the old saying goes, "Literati are light on each other, and they have been since ancient times". Before this, Huzi always felt that the so-called literati were nothing more than that, I don't look down on you, you don't look down on me, write a few sour articles and write them, and just scold people around the corner. I didn't think about it, but I really saw that the reader pointed his nose and scolded the street like a shrew - it can be regarded as a long insight.

Huzi didn't have the leisure to get involved, this thing was too messy. Lang Yunshu is a flute green! One is the daughter of the prefect, and the other is the future Feng'an Fuguo Gong, which one must not give some face? He's good, and he's offended all at once. Don't say that he has the title of the talent gold list, even if he is really the champion, the same year of the prefect of the DPRK, the relatives and friends of the Nalan family, can he really tolerate him?

There are really people who are stupid to read.

Putting aside the things in the private school, Huzi wanted to visit Xiao Jiu. Mr. Peng explained to him that day, when he was fine, he came to play with Xiao Jiu more, but unfortunately he came here in a hurry, and you were out of the New Year. It's rare to go down the mountain today, so it's better to go to the Drum Tower to have a look.

Entering from the side door, the porter also knew Huzi, so he was let in directly. This group of disciples left the department, and the courtyard was much deserted. There are some disciples who stay and practice on their own, but there are also many who want to wander outside, after all, Peking Opera is not so popular in Kanto, and Beijing and Tianjin are really good places.

But those who can go are all paid to learn art. The children who spent money to buy in the Drum Tower could only eat in the Drum Tower.

"Little Huzi, are you here?" Liu Chun greeted Huzi, "You...... Are you here to find Xiao Jiu? ”

"I've seen Boss Liu," Huzi responded, "I'm here to find Xiao Jiu." Upstairs, right? ”

Liu Chun pondered for a moment: "Here, you...... You can see it when you go upstairs. ”

Farewell to Liu Chun, Huzi went upstairs and came to the door of Xiao Jiu's room, and was about to knock on the door, but a person came out of the door. Eleven or twelve-year-old, wearing an earthy gray cotton gown, with two lumps of red on his face, and two small scratches on his head - it turned out to be a little girl!

"Who are you?" Huzi asked.

The Drum Tower is a cadre class, and it can't accommodate girls, why did a rustic little girl come out of Xiao Jiu's room? His mind was a little out of the way.

"Oh my god, I'm scared to death!" Huzi asked this, which startled the little girl, "Who am I?" Who else do I want to ask you? You're also a disciple who has just graduated from the department, why are you so blind? This is the bedroom of the young master, you can come to this place if you want! I don't know if it's announced...... The young class master is practicing, I don't have time to take care of you, go down and go down! ”

The little girl has such a powerful mouth, and she talks like an arrow, and she can't be spoken. Huzi was angry: "When did I come here, and I still need to report it?" Little girl, get out of the way. ”

"I won't let it!" The little girl also raised the tone a little, "I know who you are, I'll let you in?" I asked you to disturb the young class master, and the main class master taught me a lesson when I went back. Hey, that's right! If you don't leave, I'll go and tell the class master, and see if the class master doesn't pull a layer of skin off your cheek! ”

Huzi was just about to reply when Xiao Jiu's voice came out of the house: "Xiao Miao, what are you doing?" Why is it so noisy! ”

As soon as Huzi heard that Xiao Jiu was in the house, he simply shouted directly into the house: "Xiao Jiu, you come out for me!" Why did you find a girl to be the door god? Stop me and don't let me in! ”

The door creaked open. Xiao Jiu is dressed as a woman and wearing a costume. As soon as he saw Huzi, he rolled up his water sleeves and said with a smile: "Who should I be, it turned out to be Huzi, you." What's the matter, you don't have anything to do with me today? ”

"This ......" Huzi glanced at the little girl, "what is this for?" ”

Xiao Jiu touched the little girl's head and said, "This girl's name is Xiao Miao, the family can't live anymore, and she has a younger brother to raise, so her father and mother took her to the street and sold her." My father saw that she was quite smart, so he bought her and made me a maid. Now I am also the 'corner' of the Drum Tower, I can't be as rough as before, I pay attention to pomp and circumstance when entering and exiting, and I have to add one if it is useless, so as not to let others see jokes. ”

Hu Zi nodded indiscriminately. Xiao Jiu pointed to Huzi and introduced to Xiao Miao: "This is my brother, called 'Huzi', surnamed Peng, you have to call him Young Master Peng." ”

Xiao Miao shook his head, and said to Huzi in a panic: "Young Master Peng." Huzi was not used to being called that, so he waved his hand and ignored the girl.

"Little Nine ......"

"Don't call me 'Xiao Jiu'," Huzi was interrupted by Xiao Jiu as soon as he spoke, "My name is Chen Caiyuan, not Xiao Jiu." What's the matter with you today? ”

Huzi looked at Xiao Jiu and was stunned for a long time. When did Xiao Jiu get so angry with him? Also "you"!

"Xiao Jiu, don't make a mistake!" Huzi raised his eyebrows, "What's unpleasant in your heart, you tell me, don't scare me like this." ”

"How dare I ......" Xiao Jiu smiled faintly, and covered his mouth with his cuffs - a toothless little jasper, "Young Master Peng, you and I are old friends, and then I sang in Changtu Mansion to make a living, and I couldn't do without your help." If you have time, don't forget to come and cheer me on. If I don't have anything serious to do today, I'm going to continue practicing. Xiao Miao, send off. ”

Huzi thought about it a lot, but he didn't expect it to be so. Xiao Jiu didn't even let him enter the house to sit, he was going to pick up people! What happened? Isn't it true that a drama is popular, which can make people change their hearts?

Hu Ziqi's hands trembled, pointed at Xiao Jiu, and finally spit out a sentence: "Okay!" Chen Caiyu Boss Chen! Hehe, it's a friendship that grew up with peeing and mud, how can I not hold your field! When he finished speaking, he brushed his sleeves and left!

Xiao Jiu still looked smiling, and glanced at Xiao Miao: "What are you doing in a daze?" Why don't you have a little eyesight? Hurry up and send off Young Master Peng. ”

Xiao Miao responded and hurriedly chased Huzi downstairs.

Xiao Jiu turned around and slammed the door shut. He leaned his back against the door, took two deep breaths, calmed down, paced two more steps, walked to the middle of the room, took a good posture, and recited Nianbai: "The little nun is twenty-eight years old, and her hair was cut off by the master in her youth. I'm a woman, not a man. Why is the waist tied with yellow silk and the body is straight? Seeing that the husbands and wives were sprinkled, a pair of brocade piercing Luo, I couldn't help but feel anxious, and the slave tore the robe......"

In this paragraph of "Sifan", the more Xiao Jiu reads it, the more wrong the taste becomes, and it brings out the crying voice. When this paragraph fell, the tears broke and the oil paint slid down. Obviously I didn't cry that day, why did I cry today?

Huzi didn't know what Xiao Jiu looked like after he left the Drum Tower. He only felt that he was so wronged, and he came to visit with good intentions, but it made people blow out, and no one would feel uncomfortable?

He wandered around the streets, trying to dissipate his anger. But the more I think about it, the more wrong it becomes, according to Xiao Jiu's temper, it shouldn't be this anyway. Something must have happened that made Xiao Jiu have to distance himself. Since he didn't make it clear, he must have asked Chen Ban Master, or inquired like Chu Jiaoxi, and he would not get any results. If you want to know what's going on, it's up to Huzi to figure it out by himself.

Walking aimlessly, Huzi saw a child on the corner of the street. This child is in Changtu Fu City, no one knows, no one knows. He was a beggar, called "Erdan", with disabled arms, and it is said that he was born with no arms, and no one listened to him. But this kid doesn't know where he learned the ability, he can write rare good words with his feet, and he copies the scriptures there every day.

The original Buddhist temple of Changtu Mansion is called the ghost family door to occupy, and if you want to worship the Buddha and burn incense, you have to go to the double temple or the ancient elm. Therefore, many people who believe in Buddhism in Changtu Mansion come to this child to ask for scriptures. It is said that the scripture copied by this child is effective.

Seeing this child, Huzi frowned and thought about it.

He leaned in. The boy was wrapped in a ragged jacket, with a broken basin at his feet, and some scattered copper. Because he writes with his feet and has no arms, it is difficult to grasp the balance, so the child has to twist his body from time to time, re-dip himself in ink, adjust his sitting position, and continue to transcribe.

He copied the "Great Treasure Accumulation Sutra", and what fell on the paper was a neat fly-headed small script. Huzi looked at it for a while and came to a conclusion - the child's handwriting was better than his handwriting.

"Hey! Child! Huzi called the child, "I'll tell you something." ”

The boy did not raise his head and continued to copy the scriptures. Hu Zixin said: Could it be that this child is not only dumb, but also deaf? So he squatted down, took out a small piece of silver, held it in his palm, and handed it to the beggar: "Can you hear me?" I'll discuss something with you. ”

This time, the child reacted, looked at Huzi in a daze, and nodded.

Huzi Yile: "Two streets away from here, there is a place called the Drum Tower, do you know?" Erdan nodded.

Huzi said again: "This silver belongs to you, copy the scriptures opposite the drum tower, and help me keep an eye on a person." Would you like to? Erdan shook his head.

"Hey!" Huzi was not happy, "Are you stupid?" I don't want any money! ”

As he was talking, someone patted Huzi on the shoulder behind him. When I turned my head, I saw that it was a man in tattered clothes. With the boss's two dark circles under his eyes, his lips were chapped, and he smiled and showed a big gold tooth. He was about to speak, but yawned hard - this is an addict. He said, "Little brother, you have recognized the wrong person." Why don't you take a step to talk, let's talk? ”

Huzi knows that the Lord is coming. There are a lot of people in Changtu Mansion who ask for food, and they are all members of the beggar gang. This beggar helps one person to take care of a piece, and the money he asks for every day will eventually fall into the hands of the steward, without exception.

This guy is called Erdan, who can write beautiful words with his feet to sell for money, and the owner of this piece of beggars must be very precious to him. Huzi came up to talk to him with this attitude, and it would be strange if he didn't come out.

Huzi followed the big golden tooth and turned left and right, leaving the street and entering the alley, and got into a dead end. The man stood still and coughed twice, and out of nowhere, two people, also dressed as beggars, stood behind the man.

Huzi smiled bitterly: "This is the place to talk." ”

The big gold tooth viciously took out a handful of clutches from his arms: "Child, where did you come from?" Let's report it. ”

The was nothing more than an iron bar, polished out of edges and corners on three sides, and a blood groove was opened, and the end of the handle was simply wrapped with hemp rope. It looks like a large awl.

Huzi frowned when he looked at this thing, and his hand reached out like a snake, knocking it on the wrist of the big gold tooth from the bottom up. The big gold tooth only felt that his eyes were flowering, his wrists were numb, and the hammer was in the hands of the child opposite—it had hit a hard stubble!

Huzi took this handbag and snorted coldly and said: "The double moon is hanging in the air, and the tiger is going down the mountain." The stars in the north sky are shining, reflecting the purple qi coming from the east. ”