"Is this Fuzhou City? Sure enough, it's much cooler than watching TV. I didn't realize the beauty of the ancient city when I watched TV, but now I realize why Liu Yong's "Wanghai Tide" attracted the 600,000 people to go south. ”

A peculiar young man was standing at the mouth of an alley in Fuzhou, staring at the people on the street in front of him.

"Include the current language. Then transfer it directly to me. The young man said silently.

"The search is complete, the transfer is complete." A voice that only the young man could hear.

I saw that this young man was wearing a cyan scholar's uniform and a black peaked cap, which attracted the attention of passers-by. That's right, this is our protagonist Zhao Wen.

"The smoke willow paints the bridge, the wind curtain is green, and there are 100,000 people."

"The city is a jewel, the household is profitable, and the competition is luxurious."

Although it is not as exaggerated as Hangzhou, which Liu San wrote, the market square of Fuzhou City in the Ming Dynasty is indeed lined with shops, pedestrians coming one after another, and the noise is one after another, and the cries are bustling. Coupled with the spring breeze and the fragrance of flowers, it is an ancient city in the south. Zhao Wen shook his fan with infinite emotion, that is not a scene that is intoxicating, and everyone is drunk.

At this moment, five horsemen rushed through the street, and pedestrians hurriedly avoided them. I saw a horse covered in snow-white, with a brocade-clothed young man on his back, about eighteen or nine years old, carrying an eagle on his shoulder, a sword hanging from his waist, a bow on his back, and galloping on his horse. The four riders in the back, all in green clothes and short sleeves, faintly protect the young man in front.

"That young man should be the tragic man Lin Pingzhi, and the next four people are Shi, Zheng Darthead, and Bai Er and Chen Qi. Hehe, let's review the plot in advance, it's really not covered, and even this kind of trick that hits the street as soon as it appears actually remembers. Zhao Wen was a little complacent. I don't know if it's useful for him to remember this.

Sure enough, the people around confirmed this.

"Lin Shao's dart head is out of the city to hunt again!"

"yes, yes."

"The young dart head is really strong in martial arts."

"Of course, Young Master Lin is the son of Lin Zhennan, the head of Lin Zhennan, who is mighty in the martial arts."

……

Zhao Wen listened to the discussion of the people and pursed his lips disdainfully, "The plot has begun, the current Fuwei Dart Bureau is a whirlpool, and Young Master Ben doesn't want to go into it." It's better to cherish life and have fun for a few days is the right way. When they're all gone, the sword spectrum of warding off evil spirits is not mine, what a witty and excellent young man. ”

As for saving the Lin family like other protagonists, Zhao Wen said that he was not interested, he would not admit that after seeing Lin Pingzhi's appearance, he was jealous to death. "It's so beautiful, it's a little bit at first glance, how can I be so masculine." The resentment is so deep.

Of course, this is not the main reason why he did not save, the main reason? He didn't know where his strength was, and he didn't want to act rashly. I don't want to change the plot at the beginning and cause unnecessary trouble. And it's not the real world, I had to refresh and restart last night, and I can't do it.

Well, in fact, he is lazy and afraid of death.

"The trouble is the most annoying. I've been poisoned by Datian/Chao mold food for 20 years, and I don't know if I will be poisoned by eating some natural and non-contaminated food. Zhao Wen shook his fan while wandering the streets of Fuzhou, buying some snacks from time to time to try them, not to mention, our food culture in Greater China has a long history.

Zhao Wen is happy to eat and play, and in a blink of an eye, the sunset is infinitely better. "I'm tired of the day, find a place to rest, it's time for dinner."

As he walked, Zhao Wen's eyes suddenly lit up, "Here, uh-huh, this is a good place to eat at first glance, and it is resplendent and splendid, it is exactly the place where people with status and status like me should go." ”

Zhao Wen took a step, but he took it back, his face flushed, and he hesitated.

What kind of place is this, I saw that this is a two-story small building, and a large plaque carved and gilt on four sides is hung on it just above the gate, "Emerald Red Building".

People come and go at the door, and there is no big defense between men and women in this era, everyone laughs, and the smiling faces of women are coquettish or charming, or shy, although I don't know how much there is a bit of rushing people and a little bit of silver, a little bit of acting and a little sincerity, but it also makes the eyes of the surrounding wolves / silver shine, and tacitly shows a "you know" smile.

On the balcony on the second floor, there is a group of dressed flowers, lightly dressed nightingales shake their handkerchiefs, shouting the marketing slogan that has not changed for thousands of years in the industry:

"Uncle, come on, come up."

Zhao Wen, who was standing not far away, was even redder and intoxicated. A junior brother, how can he stand this.

Just when he was still a little unable to pull his face, the old bustard at the door stared at him with a pair of fiery eyes, shook his handkerchief, twisted the waist of the bucket, and came over with two girls.

"Ouch, this lord, I haven't been here for a long time, I'm really ruthless, the girls in the building don't think about what you think. Come on, girls, wait for this master to come in. With that, the old bustard took Zhao Wen's arm and walked towards the Cuihong Building, and the two girls behind her pushed him behind him, and the other grabbed his other arm.

"I'll go, it's been a long time. Nima, it's really a story of people and ghosts. Zhao Wen complained in his heart, and he didn't resist, otherwise how could a few women force him, but he was reserved, "This mother, you got the wrong person, Xiaosheng was just passing by." ”

The bustard just laughed, ignored him, and dragged him away on his own. Zhao Wen said again: "Hey, Xiaosheng will go by himself, and you don't have to work to drive." "Vomit, Wen Zou Zou, Zhao Wen himself is about to vomit.

The old bustard still ignored it, and at this time, Zhao Wen had already entered the Cuihong Mansion half-pushed.

The initial tension has passed, and Zhao Wen has already adapted to it, and then, "Old bustard, give me a private room, serve me with delicious food and drink, and call a few top brands." ”

With a "snap", a gold bar was still on the table by Zhao Wen.

The bustards were startled, took a sip, and thought, "Men are really serious." But I didn't expect this scholar to be quite rich, so he must be blown up. ”

Zhao Wen looked at the old bustard in a daze, thinking that the money was not enough, "Didn't you say that gold is quite valuable?" He took out another gold bar and threw it on the table. Smack"! A look of Lao Tzu is a rich local tyrant, and the atmosphere is surging.

Now the old bustard shook over, stuffed the gold into his arms with lightning speed, and called to the two girls beside him: "Quickly help this master upstairs to the word 'Mei'." Then he smiled flatteringly at Zhao Wen: "You go up with them to rest for a while, and the things you want will be delivered immediately." ”

Zhao Wen nodded with satisfaction, and began a decadent life without shame and irritability.

In the next few days, there was an undercurrent in the city of Fuzhou, and rumors about the frequent deaths of the Fuwei Dart Bureau emerged one after another, some said that they were haunted, some said that they were plagued, and some said that the enemy was retaliating.

Of course, these are none of Zhao Wen's business, he has lived a chic in the past few days, Cuihong Mansion was lived in by him as an inn, and he wrapped eight girls with first-class appearance, talking with the girls all day long, dancing, scolding, listening to music, talking about life ideals, and exploring the origin of life.

With the influence of the information explosion in the 21st century, all kinds of romance novels are smashed desperately, and the girls who are smashed are crying a lot. Occasionally, I plagiarized a few graceful poems such as "If life is only as first seen", hey, looking at the adoring eyes of the beauties, the eyes that can't wait to promise each other, Zhao Wen said that life should not be too beautiful.

Not to mention, Zhao Wenwei has really captured the hearts of many girls in the past few days, after all, a Yunwen Yunwu, Bogu Tongjin, young and golden, single and unmarried and approachable, and the lethality of the informal image is not small. It can only be said that Zhao Wen is in place.

Of course, there are also things that make Zhao Wen crazy, such as why his hair is so short, why the calligraphy is so individual, and so on. The angry Zhao Wen learned all the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and was bound to make up for the flaws of the pickled girl.