The night and the moon are picked, and the flow is still.

The ox cart walks silently in the bustling Qiantang City, the lights on both sides flicker like day, and the sound of silk and bamboo quietly swirls in the ears. Pick up the curtain and take a look, the pedestrians are bustling, and they go straight into the singing and dancing wine shop in twos and threes.

The green cow walked out of the downtown and hid in the alley.

South of the city.

The houses are low, the roads are potholed with sewage, and there are wild rats running around them, and there are no people coming and going. This is the place where the homeless, the handyman, and the grass market gather, and even at night you can see everywhere the bidders and sellers, the wanderers, the shouting and selling, and occasionally the entourage of the family walks through it, carefully selects for a while, indifferently throws down a handful of money, and takes the people away.

The white robes on the top and bottom of the Yuan saw the heads of people surging, their eyebrows and eyes were calm, and they all pressed their waist knives in their hands, looking around coldly. At this moment, Dahan lined up with several broken houses and came forward.

Laifu jumped out of the car, made a meeting with Dahan, and then led the ox cart to the south of the city.

The body shook, and Liu Nong closed his eyes and fell asleep. The Han Dynasty claimed to be Zhang Ping, a native of Chang'an, who had fled south to Jiangdong for less than a month. He saved Liu Nong, not just for ten jars of wine, but to find a background, or to find a place to survive. Laifu was very interested in it, poured down the two jars of wine, and felt the bottom clearly, he was originally the small leader of the Chang'an sergeant, and after the fall of the Western Jin Dynasty, he fled here with his family and mouth, as for why no family was willing to take him in. The reason is very simple, he still has a group of wounded soldiers who can only eat and cannot work.

Wounded soldiers?

If it is a wounded soldier!

There are many people who lack ears and eyes, and have severed limbs and legs! Where is this group, it is clearly a group of defeated armies in the formation of a group! A rough sweep, no less than hundreds!

All of them have hideous faces, and they are ruthless!

"Boom!"

Laifu and the six white robes lined up side by side, protecting Liu Nong behind him, and the heavy sword was unsheathed!

Liu Nong squinted his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him, the courtyard wall was tattered, there were hastily enclosed tents of rotten cloth everywhere, and a group of women dressed in linen clothes surrounded a few large iron pots, busy pouring, and I didn't know what was there.

"Brother, I'm hungry!"

The little girl came out of the crowd, about seven or eight years old, covered in dirt, with only two eyes bright and snowy, looking at the big man and licking her lips. When he saw the sword in the hands of Laifu and the others, he shrank into the crowd suddenly, and then poked his head out, blinking his eyes, looking extremely curious.

"Draw the blade!"

Rifle spoke in a low voice as he slowly returned the sword to its sheath. All the white-robed people knew their intentions, and they were extremely cautious when they returned the knife into the sheath, and they didn't dare to reveal the slightest sound. These are all forgetful death-loving people, and they must not be stimulated by their bloodthirsty wildness.

Laifu took a step back and said in a low voice: "Xiao Langjun, go?" ”

At this time, the big man picked up the little girl, carried it on his shoulder, and then looked around left and right, and let out a deep sigh.

"Scatter!"

The crowd dispersed with its cheers, and the four fields fell silent.

Liu Nong's empty eyes swept away, and he secretly knew in his heart: the war in the north is in full swing today, and there are not only Hu people and iron cavalry ravaging in turn, but also all kinds of forces fighting with dogs, as if they are in a mess. In the past two years, there have been more and more people who have crossed to the south, and Wang Duntun's army has been holding the Yangtze River. What it does, one is to collect the family for use, and the other is also to alleviate the excessive pressure on Jiangdong's population.

Where did these soldiers come from?

Killing all the way? Yizhou? Yuzhou? No matter where it comes from, it's thousands of miles away!

Dahan Zhang Ping......

After half a stick of incense.

Laifu drove back to the inn, followed by Dahan and his little sister.

Green pothos and Mo Li came out of the room, and saw Xiao Langjun followed by the fierce-looking man, both of them were slightly stunned, and their footsteps slowed down, and even Wanfu forgot about it.

"Brother, what a beautiful sister......" The crisp and tender voice came from under the armpit of the big man, followed by a small head, and the black eyes stared at the two of them.

"Huh......"

The pothos blinked, and the little girl also blinked, with a pair of eyes, and somehow, her heart suddenly became soft, and she turned shallow towards Liu Nong, and then looked at the little girl, her lips squirmed, and she wanted to stop talking.

Liu Nong glanced sideways at the little girl and said with a smile: "Wash her!" ”

"Yes, Xiao Langjun!"

The pothos responded happily and stretched out her hand to the little girl: "Come!" ”

The little girl looked up at her brother, her eyes blinking. The big man squinted and looked at Liu Nong, and gradually there was only one front line left; Liu Nong waited indifferently, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

After a while, the big man let go of the little girl's hand and said softly, "Go!" ”

Liu Nong nodded slightly, turned around, and stepped into the room.

In the black peach case, the mustard incense has floated, and the copper lamp is rising.

Laifu and Zhang Ping knelt side by side; Liu Nong sat in the middle of the back of the case, his eyes were level, not sharp or sharp; Mo Li sat on one side, bowing his eyebrows and bowing his head; There was a burst of laughter from the little girl next door, as cheerful as a bell.

Zhang Ping reported the number in a deep voice, a total of 123 people, 100 men and 8, 15 women, and one little girl. Among them, one in eighty men and thirteen in women are able-bodied. Of course, for example, those who have only one eye and one finger are considered to be sound.

After speaking, he glanced at Liu Nong, saw that his eyebrows were as usual, and continued: "Liu Langjun, if you don't give up and take him in, in order to repay this kindness, Zhang Ping is willing to whip the cow for you, and his liver and brain are smeared on the ground, and he has ...... after death" said, pausing his head.

Well? The liver and brain are smeared on the ground, and then it is gone!

Literate! Through the poem!

Hearing this, Liu Nong raised his eyebrows slightly, a smile slowly rose at the corner of his mouth, quietly added a touch, and said lightly: "You are kind to me, Liu Nong should repay it!" I repair a book, you can hold it, bring people to Huating, everything is taken care of by someone! ”

"That's true!"

Zhang Ping pressed his knees and stood up, his eyes were like lightning towards Liu Nong, his face was extremely frightened, and his cheeks were trembling slightly. Hundreds of people fled here, if the real sound is only seventy percent, Jiangdong Africa is better than the north of the land can still be plundered, if there is no family willing to take in, they have to abandon the wounded comrades......

Laifu smiled: "He Yan is serious, my little Langjun, a promise is worth a thousand gold!" ”

"A promise is worth a thousand gold ......"

Zhang Ping muttered to himself, and the corner of his eye glanced at Mei Langjun opposite.

Liu Nong smiled slightly, mentioned the wolf on the case, thought about it for a while, and then wrote it vertically, and folded the letter in a short time. The ink glass immediately took the lacquer seal and carefully sealed the envelope.

At this moment, the pothos came with the little girl through the porch.

Pothos smiled and asked, "What's your name?" ”

The little girl raised her crystal jade face, bent the eyes of the stars and the moon, and replied obediently: "Qu Jingjiao!" I still have words......"

The crunch sound drifted into the room, and there was silence.

Falling pins can be heard!

Zhang Ping's outstretched hand suddenly paused halfway, with a complicated expression on his face and a flickering gaze.

Liu Nong was also slightly stunned, then smiled indifferently and continued to hand the letter in his hand.

The hands that received the letter trembled slightly, and after a little hesitation, he finally respectfully accepted the letter. Then, put the letter paper into your arms, slowly pull your hands in front of your eyebrows, slowly pull it back to your forehead, and then push it outward to the extreme, and slowly sink to the ground.

Up left, down right, pause!

Later, Zhang Ping said goodbye and said that he would take the crowd to Huating on the same day. Liu Nong smiled and nodded, but did not say anything else.

Zhang Ping glanced at Liu Nong deeply, closed his head again, and then stood up on his knees, carried the cleanly and beautiful little girl on his shoulder, and strode away. Behind him, there was a laugh like a silver bell.

"Gegege."

The green pothos waved at the little girl who was laughing on the big man's shoulder, and when he turned around, he saw Xiao Langjun standing silently behind him, quietly stuck out his tongue, and said softly: "Xiao Langjun, she can sing poetry......

"Got it!"

Liu Nong turned back and walked to the room, and halfway through, he suddenly rose to the ground, and asked sideways, "What kind of poem is Yong?" ”

The pothos thought for a while, and repeated in a loud voice: "Fu Bingxi is like water, and the water is like water; The ice is high and the ditch is down, the ice is tight, the ice is solid and ......"

"Hmmm......"

Liu Nong frowned, groaned slightly, and said: "The husband and soldier are like water, the shape of water, avoiding the high and tending down; The trip of the soldiers, avoiding the real and attacking the ......"

"Smack!"

The green pothos clapped his hands and said happily: "Xiao Langjun, this is this poem!" ”

"The Art of War", "The Quiet Girl"! After the door, the surname is Qu, which is rare!

Liu Nong shook his head, smiled, shook his robe slightly, and then stepped into the room, changing into an arrow robe to practice swords.

Everything is the same!

Ge Hong sent a letter to Zhou Za, and it took at least ten days and a half to exchange money, and the behavior of Huiji Shanyin was related to the reputation and future of the future, and it must not be delayed because of this matter. As for Zhou Yi, since he has made up his mind, he will wait quietly, there will always be a chance to catch this crazy demon yin snake and cut it off by seven inches! The surname of the Han Dynasty surnamed Zhang is not to be discussed for the time being, and he brought people to Huating, and was received by Yang Shaoliu, Shahu, Luo Huan and others; If it is difficult to train in the wilderness, how can Yang Shaoliu allow him! Thinking of that sister's various methods, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise slightly, and she almost chuckled.

Very good! If you want to go to Luoyang, you need to accumulate slowly, step by step!

"Huh!"

Putting away the sword, exhaling slowly, his secretly tense mind slowly sank when he was swordsman, and gradually disappeared. After taking the silk handkerchief handed by Mo Li, he will wipe off the sweat on his forehead, and the night breeze will quietly hit, slightly blowing his face, and he will feel refreshed.

The green pothos described Xiao Langjun's smiling face, his heart was soft, and he said softly: "Xiao Langjun, do you want to practice calligraphy?" ”

"Hmm!"

Good at diligence, ridiculous in play, practicing calligraphy, poetry and books are indispensable!

Liu Nong grabbed the broadsword and walked, and when he was about to step on the water steps, he looked up at the moon in the sky, and a wisp of white snow seemed to appear in front of him, which would melt! Thoughts: I still have to add another half an hour to study articles every day!

Laifu said: "Xiao Langjun, Chu and Sun are here!" ”

For two days and nights, Chu Li and Sun Sheng did not get a rest, so they returned to the wine shop to make up for sleep. Yan knew that Xia Mian was sleepy and long, so he slept for a whole day, and when he saw the night moon floating window, Chu Li remembered that Liu Nong was still guilty of crime today, and immediately woke up Sun Sheng, and the two came together.

At the moment, Chu Li asked how Liu Nong's matter was verified; Liu Nong smiled and said that he had eyebrows, and Ge Hou would send a letter to the other party to persuade him. Chu Di asked again who did it; Liu Nongyan has no empirical evidence, but only doubts, and it is impossible to say that it is not feasible. Chu Li stroked his palms and praised Liu Nong's demeanor, just like the gentleman of the ancients! The corner of his eye inadvertently glanced at the record revealed in the corner of the case: Wu Xing Zhouyi!

Chu Li's eyes were fixed on it, and he thought for a while, and then suddenly woke up, and said in his heart: However, Zhou Xian died at the hands of the Liu family in Huating in the past! Well, the Zhou family is really rampant, how can it go against morality!

Sun Sheng followed Chu Li's gaze and saw the record, Jiangdong Haoqiang Wu Xing Zhou, and the hands on his knees suddenly shook! After a while, Fang raised his eyes to look at Liu Nong, and saw that his eyes were clear and clear, smiling, as if he didn't care; Secretly worried and inexplicably afraid in his heart, he smiled and said: "Since Gehou Xiushu, the thief will never dare to go against the grain again!" Zhan Zhen, can you set off tomorrow in San'in? ”

"Start your way!"

Between the words, Liu Nong carried the teapot on the table, slowly poured three bowls, poured seven points one by one, and then presented each tea bowl, grabbed a bowl and raised it to his lips, and smiled indifferently: "Ji Ye, An Guo, please drink, this is Wulin Longjing!" Good tea! ”

"Zhan Zhen, Chu Pei is fortunate to be friends with you!" Chu Li held the tea with both hands and drank it slowly.

The moonlight is in the same wheel, Chen's manor in Qiantang County.

The red sleeves add fragrance to the night reading, the beautiful and enchanting maid carefully studies the ink strips, the corners of her mouth smile sweetly, the wide cardigan skirt skillfully reveals half of the ****, faintly leaking the greasy fragrance and destroying sleep; However, after the case, Lang Jun only buried himself in writing and writing, but he didn't see it.

Less leaning, no pause.

Chen Chong blew his handwriting to dry, squinted his eyes and read it carefully, rubbed his hands and muttered: "Such a major event should be reported to the county guard!" Well, yes, my calligraphy is very lean, and I don't know if the county guard will pay more attention to it......"

……

Qiantang to Shanyin.

The summer wind is slanting, and the laurel trees are shady.

Bursts of cool fragrance soaked in the curtain with the wind, Liu Nong raised his head from the "Military Book Moving Chapter Notes", looked out of the curtain, there were red and yellow clusters on both sides of the road, the fragrance of flowers was strong but not greasy, the color was delicate but not bright, it was the scene of the end of summer.

Lazily stretched his body and put the scroll in his bag, and the volume of the room was left in Ge's Mountain Courtyard without a trace. Entering the Guild Auditor's School, there is still a need to test the strategy, and I don't dare to slack off, even on the way to the book. Although he only read half a volume in a hurry, it was enough to see the weight of Ge Hong's thirty volumes. Whether it is the rules and regulations of the text, or the content related to the military and officials, it is of great benefit to oneself to read it carefully. Even the small block full of volumes, the penmanship is also upright, which is enough to show his person, and makes the ugly Liu Nong embarrassed!

All kinds of things in Qiantang are for the time being, and we can't stand still, and the Huiji School should go, and Wang Xie and Yuan Xiao are also coming to the front!

Suddenly thinking of General Bai, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"Zhan Zhen!"

There was a call from behind the car, and then the ox cart behind accelerated, and the two carts gradually went side by side, and the side curtains were opened.

Chu Li supported the window with his arm, poked half of his head out of the window, and said with a smile: "Zhan Zhen, I want to be able to reach Shanyin before sunset." In the past, I often heard that people said that the beads were together, but I didn't know that the demeanor of the Wang Langjun might be able to see it! ”

Wind Instrument ......

Hearing this, Liu Nong couldn't help but think of the pair of flying silkworm eyebrows, as well as the calligraphy with divine help from the pen, and sighed: "Ji Ye Xiu has to make fun of it, Wang Yishao, don't talk about demeanor and demeanor, they are all handsome among people, how can they be humiliated." Liu Nongcai is shallow, and it cannot be compared! ”

"Zhan Zhen, self-humility!"

Chu Li didn't believe it, raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart: If you say that the family is from a family, Huating Liu's is inferior, but if you talk about etiquette, who can see it!

Sun Sheng also caught up and smiled: "Yes! The demeanor of Zhan Zhen is like an ancient pine coming to the post, so that people can fold when they see it! Only the former Wei's Uncle Bao can be compared with it! Or gradually approaching Shanyin, the smile on his face also increased, and after a pause, he said: "Mountain ** city, the wind show crown is absolutely amazing!" After you and I have rented a residence, why don't you go on a tour? ”

Chu Li is in favor of patting the window.

Liu Nong smiled and didn't say anything, shook his head slowly, continued to hold the scroll and read silently, and said in his heart: Although the water city is beautiful, however, there is still a need to study the article! Alas, Yang Shaoliu is not good at articles, how can I be good at it? This strategy, grinding the gun in battle, should be polished!

"Smack!"

"Smack, smack!"

The bullwhip was light, and the convoy rose and fell on Gui Road. When the sun was about to set, the green cow pulled the three young men Langjun and walked out.

Afterglow wins gold!

Sanin, in sight.