Chen Ping'an saw the girl in Tsing Yi again, she silently followed behind a middle-aged man, bowing her head and nibbling on a scallion oil egg cake.

The man looked loveless.

After seeing Chen Ping'an, the man stopped and asked, "Are you the guy I drove away last time?"

The man was hit the back, and the girl in Tsing Yi who hit the "wall" looked up with a blank face, and suddenly saw Chen Ping'an, she just wanted to laugh, and suddenly turned her back to Chen Ping'an, and the girl hurriedly wiped the corners of her mouth.

Chen Ping'an couldn't help laughing, nodded to the man, and said, "Hello, Master Ruan." ”

It seems that most of that girl is Master Ruan's daughter.

But the father and daughter really don't look like each other, and fortunately they don't look like each other.

The man who was called Master Ruan by Chen Ping'an was the blacksmith who moved to the south of the creek not long after arriving in the town, and he continued to ask: "Why hasn't Liu Xianyang gone to iron in the past two days?"

Chen Ping'an was just about to help Liu Xianyang explain, but the man had already said coldly: "You go and tell that kid that if you can't see his uncle again today, Ming'er won't have to go to my shop." ”

Chen Ping'an hurriedly said: "Master Ruan, something urgent happened to his family......

The man interrupted the boy and said very unceremoniously: "That's his business, it's my business?!"

Chen Ping'an was not a person who was good at words, so he was stunned on the spot, his face was flushed with anxiety, and he didn't know how to speak, for fear that he would not be able to help. Master Ruan's upright temper, he has personally understood.

The girl in Tsing Yi tried to help Chen Ping'an say something good, but was taught in advance by the man who knew the daughter Mo Ruo's father: "Eat your cake!"

The aggrieved girl suddenly sped up her pace, stepped on the man's instep hard, and then the wind was blowing under her feet, and she disappeared in an instant.

The man sighed, put Chen Ping'an aside, and continued to move forward.

Chen Ping'an also sighed, ran to the early shop to buy a cage of six buns, and rushed to Mud Bottle Lane.

When I arrived at my house, I saw Liu Xianyang squatting on the wall, half of his body leaning towards the courtyard of Song Jixin's house, and eavesdropping was very attentive.

Chen Ping'an sometimes feels that Liu Xianyang is indeed quite underwhelmed.

He had to remind: "I saw Master Ruan just now, asked you to go to the blacksmith shop to help today, and said that if I can't see you today, I will dismiss you." ”

Liu Xianyang said absentmindedly: "What's the hurry, I'm an apprentice who is both sharp and hard-working, it's hard to find with a lantern, Master Ruan is ruthless, it doesn't matter if you go again tomorrow." ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "I'm sure Master Ruan is definitely not joking. ”

Liu Xianyang said irritably: "I'll go later, don't delay me to do business." ”

Chen Ping'an brought breakfast to the girl in black, and directly took three for Liu Xianyang, and only bit one himself.

Liu Xianyang solved all the meat buns in three clicks and two clicks, and whispered while wiping his mouth: "Just now there was a guest from Song Jixin's house, a big man who is amazing at a glance, if I am not mistaken, it should be the current official kiln supervisor, that time when he wore an official uniform to our dragon kiln, Old Man Yao thought that you untalented apprentices were an eyesore, and he didn't let you show up at all, I am different, Old Man Yao also asked me to show that adult what is 'jump-knife'." ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "The new superintendent takes care of Song Jixin, which is something that everyone in the town knows, what are you doing here suspiciously?"

Liu Xianyang said worriedly: "Song Jixin's little white face will definitely not be able to compete with me, but if Zhigui falls in love with this extraordinary official, my chances of winning will not be great!

Chen Ping'an walked directly back to the house.

Leaving Liu Xianyang squatting on the wall and feeling sorry for himself.

The girl in black sat at the table, her waist straight, and she held the hilt of the knife in one hand, as if she were facing a great enemy.

Sweat was oozing from her forehead.

This is the first time Chen Ping'an has seen a girl look like this, although her body is tense and full of vigilance, her eyes are shining, and she is eager to try.

Chen Ping'an retreated to the threshold, and she asked, "Do you know the identity of the guest next door?"

Chen Ping'an replied: "I heard Liu Xianyang say that he is the current kiln supervisor of our town, and he is very kind, and he gave way to me at the entrance of the alley just now." ”

The girl sneered: "This kind of talent is terrifying. ”

Chen Ping'an was puzzled.

She asked, "When a person walks on the side of the road and sees an ant, will he step on it?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while and replied, "Gu Cang is sure, he often takes water to water the ant nest, or blocks the way out of the ant nest with stones." When Liu Xianyang is in a bad mood, it is estimated that he will also. ”

The girl in black was speechless.

Chen Ping'an grinned, "What Miss Ning means, I actually understand." ”

She was surprised, "Really?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "I think you said two meanings, one is the common people in our town, in the eyes of you outsiders, they are all ants crawling on the soles of your feet." The second layer means that among outsiders, there are high and low, Fu Nanhua Cai Jinjian is a child like Gu Cang, so he will feel that it will be interesting to grasp the life and death of ants, or he will find it an eyesore, but the official who came to our mud bottle lane is different, and his words and deeds will be in line with his identity, so he is very polite. Miss Ning, right?"

The girl asked, "How did you figure it out?"

The boy jokingly replied, "After picking up a life and coming back, it seems that my brain has brightened a little." ”

The girl in black asked solemnly, "What did you see before you died?"

"I didn't see anything. Chen Ping'an was a little puzzled, but he still answered honestly: "Actually, in that alley, I didn't think much about it from beginning to end, this question, Miss Ning asked Fu Nanhua and Cai Jinjian better, they might be able to see something." ”

She snorted coldly: "Yo, what a big breath!"

After saying this, she stared at the straw sandals boy for no reason.

Chen Ping'an looked flustered, "What's wrong?"

The girl frowned, a little annoyed, and said to herself in her hometown dialect: "My family's swordsmanship, whether it is the sword technique or the method used to temper the body and soul, is a unique secret, I haven't learned it all, how dare I teach others." And I haven't learned the superficial things of other places, otherwise I could have shown him the way, even if it was just to strengthen his body and prolong his life. Now where do I go to find the lowest entry book?"

The girl's eyes lit up, "Robbery, no, no, it's not robbery, it's looking for someone to borrow a cheatbook, borrowing and returning." ”

It's a pity that her face quickly turned gloomy, and she said hatefully: "Damn old eunuch, wait for me, see that I don't turn your palace upside down." ”

She cried with a sad face and said sadly: "Is it really only possible to go to the swordsmith surnamed Ruan? I can make do with cutting people, and I have my mother's four or five points of truth, but I am really not good at begging people." ”

The straw sandals boy sat on the threshold and looked at the girl named Ning Yao, she was talking to herself, her face changed uncertainly, like a cloud on the edge of the sky.

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The handsome man in the white robe and jade belt stood in Song Jixin's room, looked around, and frowned slightly, "The surname Song has arranged such a shabby place for you?"

Song Jixin pursed his lips and did not speak.

The maidservant girl Zhigui had already learned to hide in her own side house.

According to the most widely circulated statement in the town, the former superintendent of the town, Lord Song, was not good at business, and failed to make the imperial tribute porcelain that satisfied the imperial court, relying on that little hard work, leaving a covered bridge, and returning to Beijing to take up his post, of course, he also left Song Jixin, the illegitimate son, only bought him a personal maid to take care of his daily life, and then "entrusted the orphan" to his friend, that is, the new superintendent who took his place, I heard that the surname is also Song.

However, the truth of the matter is a mystery for the authorities, and not necessarily for bystanders.

Song Jixin himself didn't know what kind of relationship this guy in front of him had with the man surnamed Song, and he was an official colleague who had an irreversible relationship? A classmate and friend who studied in the past? Or was he an opponent of other mountain factions in the temples in the capital? Before leaving, the surnamed Song mentioned a few words, saying that after the new governor arrived in the town, he would soon take their master and servant to leave the town and rush to the capital.

Song Jixin didn't have a good impression of the domineering man in the capital in front of him, probably because he hated the house and Wu.

The confidence he revealed on the side of the servant girl Zhigui, and his calmness to leave his hometown next was just the self-esteem of the young man.

The man smiled: "That's it, the sour Xiucai surnamed Song has always been a cautious character, not like a big man, but like a girl, otherwise he wouldn't have let him come here to take care of you." ”

Song Jixin's eyebrows were gloomy.

The man casually glanced at the large box where the young man had stored his belongings, pursed his lips, looked disdainful, and said slowly: "Before coming here, I have already seen Fu Nanhua from Old Dragon City, he is really an unlucky seedling, and his heart will almost be broken here, your business with him will continue as usual, you kid is at your own risk, I don't mix with this kind of sesame mung bean-sized." But before leaving, you have to go to the covered bridge with me, kowtow a few times, and then there will be nothing for you, come home with me, do what you have to do, sit in the chair you should sit, do your duty, it's as simple as that, do you understand?"

Of course, I understand, Lord Song's words are not obscure. ”

The boy sneered, "But why?"

The man smiled, turned to look at the young man for the first time, and asked: "The sissy surnamed Song said that you are extremely talented, and this evaluation is really not afraid of flashing your tongue, you might as well guess, what do you think I am?"

If you take a closer look, you will find that between the two, there is a bit of resemblance and god-likeness.

Song Jixin was even more angry, but he always held back.

The man no longer sells guanzi and plays with taste: "Why? Of course, this king is a big unlucky seedling with a heavenly name, and he will be your boy's own uncle." ”

Song Jixin's heart was shocked, and his face was slightly pale.

The white-robed man turned a blind eye to this, held the jade belt with both hands, looked at the sky outside the window, and smiled: "It is also because this king is the first person in the martial arts of the Dali Dynasty." ”

In fact, this sentence is changed to another statement, which is even more shocking, but men would rather be chicken heads than phoenix tails, and feel that as long as they are behind others, even if they are only after one or two people, they are not worth publicizing at all.

The man thought of the Confucian sage who sat here, the corners of his mouth were full of disdain, and he snorted coldly.

He thought about it.

If it weren't for being in this world, Lao Tzu would be able to kill the three sect immortals of Qi Jingchun and others with one hand.

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In the thatched hut of the school, Mr. Qi was listening to the sound of the books of the children.

Be serious.

In the real sense, it is difficult to appreciate the essence of Song Jixin and Zhao Xuan, the seeds of reading.

Confucianism has a classic of "founding the religion and opening the sect", called "The Great Ceremony", in which the "Self-cultivation Chapter" specifically talks about that the gentleman should sit like a corpse, because the corpse is like a god, and the posture is like a corpse, then its solemnity and solemnity can be imagined.

At this moment, Qi Jingchun seemed to hear the silent recitation in the heart of the white-robed man, the clouds were light, and he smiled: "The martial artist is in charge of the country, it is amazing." It's just that the white dragon fish suit is not a good omen. ”