The heavy rain finally fell, like a pouring for three hours, and finally turned into a light rain that slowly fell, not arrogant or impatient. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Jiang He put down the book in his hand and looked at the newly bought oil-paper umbrella in the corner.

Raindrops swept through the green tiles on the eaves, and fell heavily from the tip of the tiles on the stone slab in front of the door.

Jiang He went out with an umbrella, and a guest came to the chef's house next door, and he vaguely saw a gorgeous costume.

Hu Xiaoliu was still sitting at the small table as always, with wine boiling on the small stove next to the table, Jiang He looked at the pot on the stove, and felt a little greedy inexplicably. He left his umbrella outside, patted the muddy water on his trouser legs, and sat down at the small table waiting for the wine to heat up.

"I thought Mr. Jiang wouldn't come. Hu Xiaoliu seemed to have just woken up, and his eyes were a little worried.

"It rained too much in the morning, so it was inconvenient to go out. ”

Hu Xiaoliu smiled slightly when he heard this answer, lifted the pot on the small stove, and poured a glass of hot wine for Jiang He.

"Do you drink every day? Jiang He took a gentle sip of the hot wine, and he was happy to drink a bowl of it in such a weather, and it was to his taste.

Hu Xiaoliu poured himself a glass and shook his head, "Of course not, I don't drink when I sleep, I don't drink on the street, I don't drink when I go to the toilet." ”

Jiang He thought to himself, isn't this just drinking every day... So it was rightfully cold again.

Hu Xiaoliu walked to the door with a bowl, looking at the rain outside the house, with one hand behind his back and the other hand holding the wine, the heat rose from his chin and dissipated in front of his eyes.

He rarely drank cold wine, and he could not refrain from drinking.

Jiang He drank a bowl of wine, he felt much warmer, and his trouser legs and cotton shoes were almost dried by the stove.

Hu Xiaoliu stretched out the wine bowl to catch some rainwater, and then slowly drank it dry.

"Zhang Tianzuo, the secretary of the military department, Ling Yufeng, the general of Huaihua, and Zhou Ziquan, the captain of Zhaowu. Hu Xiaoliu looked at the rain in front of the door and said softly.

Jiang He listened to a personal name, of course he knew what Hu Xiaoliu was talking about. These are the officials related to this plot to snipe Wu Xiaobei, the Shangshu of the Sanpin Civil Officers and Soldiers, and the General Huaihua from the Sanpin Military Attaché. Jiang He didn't understand the deep meaning of this.

"What is Wu Xiaobei's father's official position?"

"Doctor Goshi. ”

"No, the Imperial Doctor is only a third-grade official, although he is in charge of the impeachment of officials in the DPRK and China, but he does not have too much trouble with this military department. "The river is puzzled.

Hu Xiaoliu turned around and went back to the house and poured himself another bowl of wine.

"This Kyoto city is about to change. ”

Hu Xiaoliu naturally does not refer to the weather.

Although Jiang He is not from Kyoto, he has heard some from the gossip of those commoners, the new emperor has been in office for ten years and has done nothing, and has been mediocre all day long, and in recent years, he has lived in the palace and is bent on seeking immortality.

Jiang He didn't know that Dr. Yushi was a student of Zuo Cheng back then, and Shangshu of the military department was the son-in-law of Zuo Cheng.

He only knows that there are two prime ministers in the court today.

Hu Xiaoliu drank another bowl of wine and said to Jiang He: "I see that the rain is lighter, Mr. Jiang might as well go outside for a walk." ”

Jiang He asked, "Where are you going on this rainy day?"

"Of course, it's to collect rent, and it's the easiest thing to collect rent in the middle of the month!"

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Jiang He walked behind Hu Xiaoliu with an umbrella, he felt like a thug, but he saw that he was dressed in a green shirt, without a sword at his waist, and not more than six feet high, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like it.

Hu Xiaoliu is still wearing a white dress, but he has a long sword around his waist, which seems to be a bit chivalrous, but when he looks at his old trousers and exposed sturdy calves, plus a pair of shabby straw sandals, it looks a little nondescript.

The two of them put away from the east of the city, according to Hu Xiaoliu, from Yanxing Gate in the east to Suzaku Street in the west are his territory, Jiang He is a little unbelievable, if he really says it, most of this Kyoto City is under his name.

Hu Xiaoliu first took Jiang He to the area of Yanxingmen, which is probably a residential area, and there are always some people who have not paid the room fee for a long time, so Hu Xiaoliu took someone to collect it in person.

"Knock on the door. When Hu Xiaoliu left the store, he changed his kind appearance, but he really looked like a gang leader, and he told Jiang He to knock on the door.

Jiang He looked at the dilapidated courtyard door, for fear that if he knocked on the door, it would fall.

"Is anyone there?" Jiang He had to shout, he really couldn't do it.

There was no response for a while.

Jiang He was about to shout again, but Hu Xiaoliu walked directly in front of him and said, "Your knock is wrong." ”

After speaking, he picked up a stone and threw it into the yard, and then shouted inside: "Gambler Jiu, if you don't come out again, Lao Tzu will pull you to the Full Moon Building to be a turtle!"

As soon as he finished shouting, the door creaked open, and a dark middle-aged man stood inside the door, looking at Jiang He and Hu Xiaoliu respectfully.

"Alas, Sixth Master. You're here. ”

Hu Xiaoliu shook off the rainwater accumulated on the umbrella and said to the people inside the door, "When are you going to pay the rent?"

The person called Gambler Nine hurriedly returned: "Sixth Master, this... You can see that I will be given two more days, the day after tomorrow, and I will personally send it to your store the day after tomorrow. ”

Hu Xiaoliu looked at him, and the man looked at the door with some cringe.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow I won't see the silver, so you're going to go fishing in the Fuhe River. ”

The man hurriedly nodded and said that he would definitely deliver the silver taels tomorrow.

After threatening this family, Hu Xiaoliu took Jiang He to the next family.

"Hey, Mr. Jiang, you see that people are really becoming less and less honest now. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Really, you said that if they don't pay the rent, I won't have to drink the northwest wind, I really don't know how to be considerate. ”

"Hmm. ”

Jiang He felt that he was on a thief ship, and this feeling was very strong, obviously he was still thinking about endorsing and gaining fame yesterday, but today he became a "little brother of the underworld" in Kyoto City.

"This... Shopkeeper Hu, if there is nothing to do, I will leave first. ”

Hu Xiaoliu turned his head to look at him, "Okay, I'll collect your rent when I finish collecting this piece... ”

Jiang He wants to cry without tears, he really feels that he has entered the "bandit's den", if he gets a reputation in the exam, the result is a check in the household department, good boy, gang brother...

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By the time he finished collecting the tenants in Yanxingmen, Jiang He's shoes were completely soaked, and he finally knew why Hu Xiaoliu was going out in a pair of straw sandals.

It rained for a day, and some of the low-lying areas were simply small river beaches, and when I stepped down, my shoes were soaked in the water.

Jiang He looked at the cloth shoes under his feet, and from the beginning of his caution to now, it is no longer painful. The basic task of collecting rent is still on Hu Xiaoliu, Jiang He just followed him with an umbrella, without saying a word, and silently recited the Sanqing Qi Refining Mantra in his heart.

These days he would recite silently several times whenever he had free time, and although it was useless, he still insisted silently, and regarded it as a boring pastime, and the rent collection itself was boring.

"It's getting late, and there are still some rents that we have to hurry up and keep up. Hu Xiaoliu said in front, and the river followed from afar.

Before dark, the two came to a wine shop in the west of the city, Jiang He was a little surprised, and asked, "Shopkeeper Hu, what are you doing here?" ”

Hu Xiaoliu smiled slightly: "Eat, the cooking in this store is delicious." After eating, I went to collect two tenants. ”

So Hu Xiaoliu ordered a table of dishes, and the two ate slowly, but did not drink.

After eating, Hu Xiaoliu didn't know where to get two bunches of purple and red grapes, and handed one bunch to Jiang He.

Jiang He ate only seven and then put the grapes on the table.

Hu Xiaoliu looked at him and asked, "What, it's too sour?"

Jiang He shook his head: "You can't run if you eat too much." ”

A thunderclap rang out, and the rain fell a little heavier, striking the windows of the small liquor shop violently.

Families hurriedly closed their doors and windows to prevent the rain from coming in.

Jiang He stared at the stone bridge outside the window, the rain was like beans, and a group of people stood on the opposite side of the bridge.