Liu originally led Xiao Ayu to walk on the street, because last year's Flower Dynasty Festival, Xiao Ayu almost had an accident, and this year Liu said nothing and refused to let Xiao Ayu out of his sight.

"A-Niang, isn't that a bald uncle?" Xiao Ayu suddenly saw a shiny bald head in the crowd.

The bald head turned his face sideways, and Xiao Ayu recognized him immediately.

Liu Shi hadn't reacted yet: "What bald uncle?" ”

Looking along Xiao Ayu's fingers, Liu only saw one head.

A head with short stubble.

In Dachang, there are only two kinds of people who are bald.

One is the ordained monks, who have a special method of shaving their heads, and generally speaking, the hair will not grow any longer.

The other is that a prisoner who has committed a serious crime, but because the crime does not lead to death, his head will be shaved.

This type of person will slowly grow back after being released from prison.

Liu had only heard of this kind of person in the mouth of the storyteller, but he didn't expect to see it in the town.

Since there were more people from other places in the town, these chaotic people have also mixed in.

Her hand tightened, and she pulled Xiao Ayu to her side: "Ayu, there is nothing to shop on the street, let's go back first, the house will be lively." ”

Xiao Ayu said "oh", she was about to go back with Liu, but she also felt that the streets were too crowded today.

It feels even more crowded than last year.

In fact, it's just because Xiao Ayu has grown a little taller, and last year she could shuttle between the legs of the crowd, but this year she can only crowd people.

[Bao, don't leave yet, remember the sugar pill I bought you yesterday? 】

Xiao Ayu heard the sound of the dumplings and immediately stopped.

Sugar pills, of course Xiao Ayu remembers.

It was a sugar pill worth 10 points, and in normal times, the dumplings would never be willing to redeem it.

But yesterday, Tuanzi exchanged this sugar pill for Xiao Ayu and told her that there might be a mission.

Xiao Ayu held back her hunger and didn't eat it secretly.

"To whom?" Xiao Ayu's head looked left and right, but it was a pity that she was a little short, and in the tall crowd, she could only barely see some heads.

[It's the bald uncle you just saw, next to him is a man wearing gray-brown clothes and a silver sword pinned to his waist. 】

There were many people wearing taupe clothes, but few had swords at their waists.

After all, most of the people who come to visit the town are nearby villagers, as well as those who come to visit, and they will not be equipped with a sword if they have nothing to do.

Xiao Ayu grabbed Liu's sleeve: "Mother, can I play for a while?" ”

Liu smiled: "Of course you can, but now there are too many people, let's choose a place with fewer people." ”

"I want to go to the inn, where Liu'er and Master are helping to write couplets." Xiao Ayu said.

Since her daughter had a request, of course Liu didn't agree, so she immediately took Xiao Ayu's hand and went over there.

The inn is not in the most prosperous part of Nanhe Street, on the contrary, it is at the entrance.

It is also a fork in the road to Puji Temple.

When I arrived at the door of the inn, I saw that Master Yang was setting up a small stall, and a pen, ink, paper and inkstone were placed in front of him.

Liu Er is helping to sharpen the inkstone.

Master Yang's movements were smooth, and he wrote a word in a while.

The person who got the word happily thanked him and left in a hurry.

It's also a coincidence.,At this time, a gentleman from Aoki Gaku" was silently admiring it.

Master Yang's knowledge may not be as good as that of the gentlemen in the Aoki Academy, but he writes well.

Even the gentlemen in Aoki Gakudo often praise it.

It's just that they don't agree with Yang Fuzi writing for the villagers for free.

After all, gentlemen believe that everything is inferior, only reading is high.

Especially the words written by the master, how can they be read by ordinary people at will?

They can't understand it, it's just playing the piano to the cow.

"Master Yang, Liu'er!" Little Ayu ran towards them happily.

When Liu Er saw Xiao Ayu, she also smiled and bent her eyes, she first said hello to Liu, and then said to Xiao Ayu: "Ayu, are you here too?" Your house is very lively today, and we haven't gone to congratulate yet, but my father said that when we write 10 more words, we will visit your house. ”

When Liu heard this, he hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, it's important that you get down to business first." ”

The Liu family is also in the Yang family's private school, although he is not a serious gentleman, but the children also recognize that Master Yang also respects the Liu family, and the two families move more frequently.

When Master Yang saw Liu, he also smiled and exchanged a few words with her.

This time, a total of more than 30 candidates in the town passed the initial screening, and went to the children's test, and the old Wang's family went to 8, although only one was admitted, but it also shows that the old Wang's family is now a scholarly home.

In the town, as long as a family has a showman, it is definitely a phoenix in the eyes of ordinary people.

What's more, the 7 unsuccessful children of the Wang family are not because of lack of intelligence, but because they have only studied for a year, and their own knowledge reserves are not enough, and it is normal to fail the exam.

But as long as they continue to study, they may be able to get a batch of exams next time.

At that time, the old Wang family will really be impressed, but anyone who has a little brain will have to wait for their family to move around more.

The companionship that starts at the end of the day is definitely much better than the icing on the cake.

Master Yang's attitude towards Liu is naturally more cordial.

The two of them talked and talked, and the gentleman from the Aoki School next to him looked down on Liu a little.

How can a woman be a master? What's more, she is still a woman who doesn't have much knowledge, just teaches children to recognize things, and she is embarrassed to bear the name of a master.

He is actually a little ashamed of Liu's company.

It can be seen that when Liu talked with Yang Fuzi, he was not timid, and even occasionally had two sentences quoting scriptures, which also changed her opinion.

Before I knew it, we chatted together.

Xiao Ayu saw that Liu didn't pay attention to herself, gently took Liu'er's hand, and shook it: "Okay Liu'er, you can accompany me to deliver something, I'll be back soon." ”

Liu Er thought it was funny: "You can go by yourself, why do you have to take me." ”

"My mother doesn't allow me to go alone, as long as I take you, I won't be alone!" Xiao Ayu winked slyly, "Wait for us to come back soon, maybe they haven't finished talking yet!" ”

This is Xiao Ayu's purpose, he knows that as long as the Liu family sees Master Yang, the two of them will definitely greet each other.

Adults are always like this, no matter how much they usually talk or how little they talk about, as long as they meet on the street, they can't help but stand together and talk.

After they spoke, Xiao Ayu had time to complete the task.

Liu Er couldn't say that Xiao Ayu had to rely on her.

Ouyang Changjing was originally waiting for the coachman to squeeze the carriage out, when suddenly, his palms warmed.

It's like something has been stuffed in.

Because of the large number of people, the guards guarding Ouyang Changjing's side couldn't get too close, but gave people a chance to get close.

After all, in crowded places, it is not possible to vacate it.

Ouyang Changjing's first reaction was that there was an assassin.

He drew his sword with a thud, and the blade slammed back.

Scared the people behind.

"What are you doing?!" The man patted his chest, "If you have a bad brain, don't bring a sword out to play, if you hurt someone, how good is that!" ”

With that, the man left.

Ouyang Changjing heard a little girl's voice: "Uncle, I gave you this sugar pill, remember to eat it." ”

He lowered his head at the sound of the voice, and saw a little girl who was not yet as high as his waist, with milky white hands raised.

The dark eyes looked at him, as if they had penetrated a lot of time, and stood in front of him.

Rumble!

"Nguyen Nguyen?!" He couldn't help but blurt out.

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