Dusk, after dusk.

After dinner, Han Fu read a book with candles in the house.

Baili Mingda wanted to continue to accompany him, but he knew yesterday that Han Fu fell asleep very early, and he was inevitably driven away just after he fell into his trance, and he left by himself.

As for why he did this, it was because of his past life.

In his previous life, although Han Fu was an officer of a special forces, he was not outstanding in terms of physical fitness because he was a civilian.

In addition, he stayed up late to read books and brush his mobile phone, which hurt his vitality, and finally died suddenly in the ten-kilometer weight-bearing training.

It stands to reason that 10 kilometers of weight-bearing training is a common occurrence for special forces, but he is...

The lessons learned from previous lives are inevitably repeated.

After the crossing, Han Fu was extremely self-controlled.

The history book sent by Baili Mingda is not detailed, just a simple summary of the timeline, and the last few pages can be read all.

A quarter of an hour later, Han reprinted the books.

Walk to the courtyard and start the pose.

Three times of Tai Chi, it is already a great sweat.

Ten sets of 150 push-ups, with soreness in both arms.

Ten sets of 150 squats with weak legs.

At this point, I am satisfied.

Return to your room, wipe yourself down and go to bed.

At this moment, compared with the time of the previous life, it is equivalent to about nine o'clock in the evening.

Han Fu fell asleep, and Dingxing and even Xu Realm, and even everyone in this world, I am afraid that they have already slept nine times out of ten.

But there are always a small number of people who still linger in the world of flowers outside, lingering.

Dingxing at night is like this.

Qing Pavilion, the lights are bright, and the voices are boiling.

The first half of the pavilion is a four-storey wooden building that covers a huge area.

The latter part is a courtyard with hundreds of rooms.

Dingxing is the capital of the Xu Dynasty, and every inch of land is gold. Such a scale shows the horror of the background of the Qing Pavilion.

Outside the Qing Pavilion, the colorful silk lanterns set off the fireworks here to the extreme.

Entering from the door, there is a high platform in front of you, where famous actors and actresses are performing.

On the high platform is the patio, and there is a fence at the edge of the second, third and fourth floors, on which the elegant guests can look at each other by the railing.

Inside the Qing Pavilion.

The fairies scratched their heads and made gestures, eyebrow-to-eye with the guests.

Guests who are not rich or noble shuttle through it, laughing with the fairies who are pleasing to the eye, and sometimes taking advantage of a certain part of it, provoking the charming white eyes that seem to be angry and angry.

Today is the same as yesterday, but it is not the same as before.

The same thing as yesterday is that there are not famous actors on the high stage, but scholars from humble families.

In addition to the literati, there are also vassals and elegant people.

So so, all because of Han Fu.

Yesterday, Han Fu wrote seven poems in a row, which can be described as famous in all directions.

Under word of mouth, everyone in Dingxing City is well known, and it spreads and spreads outward at a very fast speed.

The scholars on the stage analyzed Han Fu's poems word by word, and analyzed their wonders for everyone.

Speaking of the highlights, exclamations, cheers, and praises are endless, one after another.

The intoxicated people who listened to it, with the Qingge fairy as the most, all of them were shining and reverie.

can be happy with Han Gongzi all night, and he is willing to pay money. If you can be praised by Han Gongzi in a poem, don't say that seizing the Oiran is like digging into the bag, even if it is worth dying-the fairies thought so.

In the past two days, whether it is in the streets and alleys, or in the Qing Pavilion and other places where people who are not rich or noble, the most talked about topic is Han Fu and his seven poems.

It's a pity that he didn't go to Zhou's mansion because of his marriage, and Han Fu didn't know the sensation he brought to Dingxing.

Of course, not everyone is talking about it.

For example, at this moment, there is a wing room on the second floor, and it is talking about other things.

"I heard that Cao Dezheng was beaten last night?"

"Well, I was killed by thieves when I got home in the middle of the night, and I'm still lying at home."

"Have you found out who the gangsters are?"

"It is said that no, the gangster covered Cao Dezheng with a sack, attacked suddenly, and did not speak when he shot, so there was no way to investigate."

"I've also heard that Cao Dezheng doesn't even know how many people have committed murder, he only says that the sticks fell on his body with a crackle, and he can't count them."

"Shhhh The injuries are serious, right? ”

"I can't go out for three months."

"What the watchman discovered, the gangsters' methods were extremely cruel, and the scene was extremely bloody. The watchman thought it was a corpse at the time, and peed his pants in fright. ”

"Do you know why you were beaten?"

"I don't know."

"In that case... Be careful when walking at night in the future. ”

"When that's the case, we have to guard against it."

At the same time, there was a wing room on the third floor.

Liu Shilin, Tong Le, Zhao Zongsheng, Sun Kaixing, Li Shenhe, and Wu Ziyong gathered together.

Delicacies fill the table, and fragrant spirits are placed on the altar.

The six of them were proud, smiling, and toasting together.

Liu Shilin smiled: "Everyone, do it." ”

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"Aba..."

The six of them were very happy, and as for why they were happy, no one mentioned it, and there was no need to mention it, just drink freely and eat food.

The six of them stayed up all night and did not return all night.

In the next two days, except for Han Fu's seven poems and Cao Dezheng, the son of Cao Shen, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, was beaten, there was no other topic.

For two days, it has been very calm.

Han Fu was also very quiet, returned the history book, and asked Baili Mingda to find a book that recorded the mountains and rivers of Xu Chao, called "Zhaoyu Chronicles".

In the past two days, Han Fu has only been studying this book, as well as doing tai chi, doing push-ups and squats.

For Han Fu, who wanted to rebel, this book was particularly important and a must-read.

Through study, Han Fu also learned about the geography of the Xu Dynasty.

The whole territory of the Xu Dynasty is divided into eighteen provinces. It is Kannai Province, Hexi Province, Hebei Province, Henan Province, Hadong Province, Yeongbuk Province, Yeongnam Province, Kennam Province, Gangnam Province, Shannan Province, Shandong Province, Shanbei Province, Huainan Province, Jinnam Province, Jinbuk Province, Sangang Province, Rinkaido Province, and Akamaple Province.

There are three hundred and sixty states under it.

The 360 states are divided into 1,682 counties.

According to Baili Mingda, parts of Sangang Province, Lingbei Province, Lingnan Province, Lingnan Province, and parts of Shannan Province and Shanbei Province are now being occupied by the three rebel armies and are out of the jurisdiction of the imperial court.

Han Fu originally wanted to understand these three rebel armies, but Baili Mingda knew only half of it, so he could only give up in the end and leave it for later.

During this period, the bearded man with the wine jar in his hand came every day, but he only watched Han Fu exercise at the arch, and did not come forward to talk.

Han Fu wanted to talk, but gave up again.

He also asked Baili Mingda, so he knew the identity of this person.

Ge Liang, Zhou Fu Nursing Hospital.

Twenty-eight years old, he has extraordinary skills and great ambitions to join the army, but he was depressed because Zhou Xinyi didn't let him go, and he carried the wine jar all day long.

It stands to reason that such a servant should be punished, but no one in the Zhou Mansion is too talkative and lets it be like this.

asked what it was, it turned out that Ge Liang's father was named Ge Ruhu, who was originally Zhou Xinyi's guard, and in order to protect Zhou Xinyi, he protected him under his body, and died of 6636 knives.

When Ge Ruhu was dying, he had a request to let Ge Liang live well in this life, have children, and pass on the lineage.

Zhou Xinyi is a trustworthy person, and soon arranged for Ge Liang's mother-in-law, and even rejected Ge Liang's request to join the army, for fear that he would die on the battlefield, sorry for Ge Ruhu who died for him.

But what the hell is the six-six-thirty-six knife, and the number of Tiangang is still out?

Baili Mingda's original words: "That Ge Ruhu has a quirk, that is, he likes to count, and he has to count the number of everything he sees on weekdays, and he has been in the Zhou Mansion for more than ten years, a few flowers and trees, and even how many steps are clear." For example, in the courtyard of the East Dean's Room, there are two trees, one is a jujube tree, and the other is also a jujube tree... When guarding his uncle, although he was stabbed and the pain was unbearable, he did not forget such a quirk, counting while being stabbed... The uncle said that the thirty-six stabs in his body were told to him by Ge Ruhu before he died. ”

Isn't this obsessive-compulsive disorder?

Han Fu was shocked, such an interesting person actually died?