seventeen

Nie Xiaoxuan only took a nap and got up. After washing, I hastily ate a few bites of snacks, counted enough silver taels, wrapped the sketch, and took the "Four Gentlemen's Pot" and went to the Ninth Master's small mansion.

The ninth master has been smooth these days. After the queen mother abolished the eldest brother, she was close to the Westerners, and it was pleasing to the eyes when she looked at the ninth master. I don't know how to be happy, and after passing the decree, I rewarded the ninth master with a top product. So the celebratory and congratulatory people squeezed out a few layers of paint on the door for a few days, and the ninth master was still interested in the first two days, and on the third day, he passed down the word, except for urgent official business.

On this day, Xu Huanzhang also came, handed in the post, and didn't see a reply for a long time, so he sat in the outer room and was irritable. Suddenly, I saw the butler leading a man to stand outside the door of the hanging flowers, and whispered something. Xu Huanzhang was bored, so he leaned to the window, pretending to look at a pot of chrysanthemum bonsai placed there, and eavesdropping on them. Since he officially went to the patrol police yamen on an errand, he felt that he had such an obligation to inquire more about other people's secrets.

In fact, the housekeeper was complaining about Nie Xiaoxuan. Nie Xiaoxuan is not dead, and he is also humble, and the housekeeper still has a little bit of a "good practice in the public" for this kind of person, and he doesn't want to embarrass him.

The housekeeper said: "The ninth master has been lacking for the past two days, aren't you looking for things out of order now?" ”

Nie Xiaoxuan said: "The construction period is too tight, I really don't dare to delay, for fear that the deadline will make the ninth master angry." ”

The butler said, "Speak briefly, and I'll give you ...... back."

As soon as he said this, the ninth master asked loudly in the courtyard, "Li Gui, what are you muttering there?" ”

The housekeeper said, "It's Master Nie who burned 'Gu Yuexuan'." ”

The ninth master said: "The money has been given to him, what is he still shaking, tell him to get out!" ”

"Huh!" The housekeeper glared at Nie Xiaoxuan and whispered, "I said you are looking for a fart thorn, please hurry!" ”

The ninth master spoke again inside: "I'm tired, I won't see anyone today, all the guests who come will block for me." ”

When the Ninth Master heard Nie Xiaoxuan's name, he remembered that Xu Huan Zhangyin had come to his business, and deliberately gave him a fly to eat, so that he would not dare to make a mistake in the future.

Xu Huanzhang touched the soft nail and was a little annoyed. Without waiting for the housekeeper to inform him, he withdrew. When he walked out of the gate and saw Nie Xiaoxuan squatting at the mouth of the alley, this qi collided. He didn't know why the Ninth Master snubbed him, he felt that it was Nie Xiaoxuan who provoked the Ninth Master to get angry and stirred up his affairs. He shouted at Nie Xiaoxuan: "Hey, come here." ”

Nie Xiaoxuan was worried, the Ninth Master didn't meet at all, and the housekeeper didn't accept the money, what should I do next? I didn't expect this "hey" to shout at him. But Xu Huanzhang came over, walked to him, touched him with his foot and said, "I'm asking you!" ”

Nie Xiaoxuan looked up, recognized it as the officer, and hurriedly stood up.

"What are you doing here at the Ninth Master?"

"I'll tell you about the cigarette bottle."

"Are you burned?"

"Nope. This sketch is not useful. ”

"Why?"

Nie Xiaoxuan's first few sentences were answered intuitively, but when he said this, he came to his senses, paused for a moment, and plucked up the courage to say: "I am a citizen of the Great Qing Kingdom, I can't draw that!" ”

"Bastard!" Xu Huanzhang was furious, and went up left and right to shoot Nie Xiaoxuan in the mouth. "This sketch was ordered by Lao Tzu, do you dare to be picky?"

Nie Xiaoxuan is out! shouted: "Aren't you also from the Great Qing Dynasty?" ”

"You kid is a mess!" Xu Huanzhang smiled and said, "I saw you conspiring with that rebel that day. No wonder, otherwise a small craftsman, where did he get this guts! I don't want to reason with you now, you hurry up and burn the work, delay an hour, I want your head. That comrade of yours will be beheaded today, and see how long you are rampant! ”

Xu Huanzhang walked away stupidly. Nie Xiaoxuan was angry and hateful, and stood up and left without a head. Walking out of the south exit of Coal Market Street, I can't walk anymore. The streets of Zhushikou are crowded with people, noisy and noisy, and the sound of sifting gongs and blowing horns can be heard in the boiling voices. The human wall squeezed him so much that he couldn't move, and he looked up to see that there was a group of green battalion soldiers standing in the middle of the street, and a few donkey carts were parked. There were several people standing on the donkey cart, tied up with flowers, and there were tricks behind them. The man from a restaurant opposite brought out a few bowls of wine, stood on a bench, and brought the bowls to the prisoner's mouth. A burly prisoner drank it in one gulp and shouted hoarsely: "The girls raised will be good men again in another twenty years!" There was a loud cry from among the spectators, but the man collapsed like a mess of mud. Nie Xiaoxuan heard this accent familiar, but he couldn't see his face anymore. I glanced at the towering move, and saw that the pen hook was a capital "Bao" word, and my heart was clever. At this time, in another car, a tall, thin man with a mustache also drank all his wine. Nie Xiaoxuan recognized that it was the person who was talking about it at the flyover. The man smiled slightly, and said loudly: "Fathers and brothers, descendants of Yan and Huang, I didn't steal, I didn't rob, I just oppose them betraying the country!" They cut and sold our China piece by piece! Foreign devils kill us, rob us of money, and on the graves of our ancestors. Even the Old Summer Palace has been burned, so we are not allowed to say a word? Old and young masters, save the Qing Kingdom, save ......"

The boisterous voices were lowered and turned into chattering whispers. The prisoners in the front and rear of the prison cart squirmed for a while, shouting all kinds of rude shouts. A small officer waved his hand at the chauffeur, and the procession, the donkey cart, and the spectators flowed west like a river to the entrance of the vegetable market.

Nie Xiaoxuan came to his senses. I thought: Where am I going? Go home? What am I going to do when I go home? What can I do when I go back and I can't do it?

He turned around and headed north again. When they were about to arrive at Yunju Temple, several people hugged a four-foot-long cart, surrounded by green tweed cars and red mud. There is a top horse in front, and there is a follower in the back, and the chariot man leads the horse at a gallop below. Nie Xiaoxuan recognized it as Jiu Ye's car. Hiding on the side of the road first, when the car was approaching, he rushed to the horse and knelt down, shouting: "Ninth Master, be gracious!" ”

The chauffeur strangled the car. The ninth master thought that someone had stopped the car and shouted grievances, and poked his head out. Seeing that it was Nie Xiaoxuan, he laughed back: "What kind of goose do you kid have?" Stand up and say. Nie Xiaoxuan kowtowed, stood aside, put three hundred taels of silver on the sketch, raised his hands above the top and said: "The small one really can't paint such a painting, I don't dare to accept the fixed money draft, Ye Kaien takes it back, right?" ”

Jiu Ye had just drunk some wine, and he received a post inviting him to go to Guanghe Tea Garden to listen to Tan Zhaotian, and he was happy in his heart. He couldn't figure out what Nie Xiaoxuan was doing. Seeing that Nie Xiaoxuan's face was flushed, sweating, and panting, he smiled and said, "Monkey cub, I've drunk wine and gone crazy here to go to the ninth master." That is, me, if you change to another grandfather, you won't slap your mouth? Go back to work! As I said earlier, you can't burn the smoke bottle of the Eight-Nation Alliance, so send your hand. I don't charge a fixed amount of money! After speaking, he waved his hand at the charioteer, lowered the curtain, and laughed heartily twice. The cart flicked its whip into the air, and the cart took two steps and started running.

Nie Xiaoxuan was stunned for a moment, stomped his foot, and chased after him. He shouted, "Stop, I'll give it to you!" The entourage rushed up again, and hurriedly went to stop him, Nie Xiaoxuan stumbled to the front of the carriage behind the horse, and stretched out his hand to the front of the wheel......

Jiu Ye didn't hear Nie Xiaoxuan shouting, but he felt that the car clattered, swayed and shook, and almost hit him on the head. The driver screamed "Phew" and stopped the car again. Immediately, there was an uproar outside.

The ninth master didn't lift the curtain again, but only asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The curtain of the car opened a crack, and the housekeeper poked his head in, his face turned pale, his lips trembled, and said, "Nie Xiaoxuan's hand is broken." ”

"Huh?" The Ninth Master laughed again, "This kid is really tough!" There is his! Quickly send it to Su's house to pick it up. King Su is still waiting for his hand to burn the cigarette bottle! ”

Nie Xiaoxuan's mind steward understood, and he secretly admired this little craftsman a little. Just said: "Ninth Master, if Nie Xiaoxuan can't burn 'Gu Yuexuan' from now on, your set of eighteen-beat pots will be unparalleled in the world!" ”

Jiu Ye thought for a while, nodded approvingly, and whispered: "Then Suo Xing took advantage of his faintness to chop off his hand, and reported to the prince that he was drunk and stumbled, and his hand was broken by the car, and the cigarette pot couldn't be burned." ”

"Huh!"

"I don't want three hundred taels of money. Reward him for healing! ”

"Huh!"

The butler commanded, and the carriage and horse moved again.