The next day, Lu Fanchi, who had scheduled to enter the city on the fifth watch, had now passed the time of half a pillar of incense, and he was unmoved on the bamboo couch.

The sensible Fan Qing thought that her son-in-law was too tired, so she didn't wake up, but after too much time, she realized that her son-in-law was not tired, but Lai.

Fan Qing stood by the bamboo bed and called out tentatively: "Childe, childe?" ”

Lu Fanchi opened his eyes slightly, glanced through the gap, first turned his head and then turned over.

Fan Qing looked at Mr. and ignored him, stretched out his hand and nodded his back in a cringe, and said, "It's the fifth watch, Childe." ”

"Huh? Five watches? Lu Fanchi was startled and woke up in a daze.

The little girl saw her son-in-law's panicked appearance on the side, secretly lowered her head, covered her mouth and laughed.

Lu Fanchi put on his shirt, his shoes were not tightly worn, he staggered to the door, turned his head and said, "Fanqing, what are you waiting for, go out." ”

"Okay." Fan Qing picked up the small basket on his back and followed.

After leaving the bamboo forest, I walked to the left for a while and entered the city.

Lu Fanchi had never seen the city in his memory, and he was more curious about these novelties than Fan Qing.

Yuguo is really worthy of being a big country, there is everything on a market road, and there are people selling on the street, one is louder than the other, and there are also kneeling and selling themselves....

Lu Fanchi sighed in his heart, this world...

"Fan Qing, where is that place you are talking about?"

Fan Qing didn't speak, and pulled Lu Fan Chi all the way.

Along the way, the little man walked in front, Lu Fanchi bent over and cooperated without saying a word to turn a few intersections, and when he walked to the last store, the young man's waist was finally straightened, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"This." Fan Qing pointed to his head, and said with the signboard engraved with 'Wonderful Hands and Immortals'.

Lu Fanchi tilted his head, he couldn't see what this store was selling in front of the door, he walked straight in, his eyes were very dull.

There was a sign similar to selling medicine outside, but inside there was a row of beds, and there was a massage therapist standing in front of him waiting for the guests, and he probably knew why Hong Niang from the Disaster Mansion came here every once in a while.

Lu Fanchi hurriedly covered Fan Qing's eyes and walked out with an embarrassed expression.

"Where should I start now, go directly to the pharmacy and ask? It's clear that I'm looking for a fight. Lu Fanchi muttered to himself.

When he was worried, Fan Qing shouted: "Childe! You see! ”

When Lu Fanchi heard the sound, in the middle of the road, more than a dozen people wearing silver armor and riding iron armored horses came fiercely around the iron cage in the middle.

One of the soldiers, with a black face, was eight feet tall from a distance, holding a long-handled sword with an unobtrusive gaze, and opened the way in front of him and shouted: "Get out of the way!" ”

The crowd on both sides hurriedly gave way to an avenue, and their waists were lowered, and no one dared to look directly at this group of ironclad soldiers.

Lu Fanchi pulled Fan Qing tightly and put it behind him, only he stood up straight, wanting to see who was in this iron cage.

only listened to the momentum of the people in the cage and did not lose to the ironclad soldiers, and shouted highly: "Fang Daoquan, you must not die!" Deceive the people of Yuguo and poison the king, you deserve to die! Yuguo people, wake up! You respect the way of the national teacher! He grabbed your relatives, friends, and took them to the alchemists, wake up! ”

None of the ironclad soldiers stopped the roar of the people in the cage, as if they were deliberately doing it, letting them roar angrily, and the crowd kept their heads down, knowing that the cage was telling the truth, but no one said anything.

Sober and afraid to face it.

Lu Fanchi's eyes gradually drooped with the team of distant ironclad soldiers, and now the people of Yuguo are so muffled, not to mention the ministers in the court, this national teacher is not only refining medicine, but also refining the hearts of Yuguo people.

"Fan Qing, let's go."

"Where?"

At this moment, when Lu Fanchi knew that the people of the Xuannu Sect were investigating this matter, why did they eat closed doors again and again, it was not difficult to check, but it could not be checked, and the answer was in front of him, but he couldn't say it, he couldn't touch it.

The problem is not the national teacher himself, or the tracking down of the alchemist's den, but how to wake up these people, so that the banner of resistance can be erected.

Lu Fanchi didn't hesitate and asked, "Do you know where the butcher Zhao that the man said yesterday is?" ”

Fan Qing nodded, and took Lu Fanchi a few more corners, bypassing the crowd.

What caught his eye was the corner of the crowd in front of him, and before Lu Fanchi got close, he heard the sound of the butcher's knife chopping on the meat behind the crowd, and if he went further, he could already smell the fishy smell of pork.

"It's so lively..."

Lu Fanchi picked up Fan Qing and let the girl ride her feet on her neck, and the master and servant immediately squeezed into the crowd.

Lu Fanchi called softly: "Fanqing, shout quickly." ”

Fan Qing shouted in a childish voice: "Butcher Zhao, twelve catties of pork, half fried, half cooked!" ”

The knife in the butcher's hand did not stop, and he responded in a deep voice that went with the flow: "It's the tea boss of the three talented people who wants it, and I have asked someone to send it." ”

"Okay." Fan Qing then bowed his head and said, "It's already been sent, Childe." ”

"Okay, then you'll be up there to show the way."

The tea workshop of the thirteenth tea is in the East City, the east and west cities are still quite far apart, the two cities can be regarded as one day and one place, compared to the groceries in the West City, the East City is full of high-rise buildings, the eye-catching literati painting workshop, the drunken restaurant, the noble tea house....

Fan Qing rarely came here, so she pointed to the attic with red silk hanging high next to her and asked, "Childe, what is it sold there?" ”

Lu Fanchi raised his eyes and saw that the graceful and colorful woman upstairs was waving to him, and said, "Sell... Selling flowers. ”

At this time, Lu Fanchi saw a carriage in front of him, the roof of the car was dressed with bright flowers and jade, and the two people in front of him, one bald and the other green silk was dense, but both of them were burly, taller than him,

The two of them were carrying a giant sword on their backs, but their breathing was very steady, and their steps were heavy, Lu Fanchi felt that this was the aura of a monk in the Bone Refining Realm, and he thought to himself that there might be a son in the car who was traveling with an accompanying escort.

He hurriedly dodged, but forgot about the presence of the girl on his head.

Fan Qing was politely waving in response to the Qinglou woman at this time, his eyes did not pay attention to the bald man coming in front of him, and waved his small hand lightly.

Just listen to the snap.

The slap that was not as big as the bald man's face came out of nowhere, covering his vision, this palm power was very small, not as good as a mosquito bite, not painful or itchy.

The two groups of people stopped when they heard the sound, stopped in place, and the two sides took a mask.

Fan Qing was stunned for a moment, and was frightened by the bald man's terrifying eyes and shrank in front of his husband.

Lu Fanchi raised his head and greeted him with a smile, and said politely: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

"Stop."

Before the bald man could speak, a woman's voice came out of the car, enchanting and tingling.

The woman in the car lifted the curtain and looked, and her worried and self-pitying face suddenly attracted the crowd to watch.

"It's the Oiran of the Phoenix Tower! Miss Mei Han! ”

"What? Where is it? ”

The last time the woman who made Lu Fanchi's face red, it was the first time I saw a Xuannu, and when I saw passers-by calling her reputation, it seemed that this was a character who couldn't bump into.

A pink-eyed and red-eared scholar burst out of the group, holding a pile of wooden slips in his hand, giving them away, and shouting: "Mei... Girl, this is a poem written by Xiao Sheng, little... Born from Mengxian County, a hundred miles outside the city, no... Stingy teaching. ”

Lu Fanchi's heart trembled, such a shameless scholar, should be praised, but it is better to leave first.

The boy had just moved when the bald man's giant hand pressed his shoulder.

The two did not move at all, and they stalemate for a long time.

Fan Qing had already expected that he was in trouble, so he slowly slid off Lu Fanchi's back, retreated to his son-in-law's lap and exposed his little head, and watched tremblingly.

Lu Fanchi didn't want to entangle with this person too much, and said politely: "Brother Ren, it was my own child who made a mistake, and I should apologize, but that's it." ”

The bald man still didn't say anything, and Mei Han, who was in the car just now, didn't pay attention to the scholar, and said sharply: "Your child has blocked my way, since your child apologizes, what humility do you say?" ”

Fan Qing was poked by this voice, as if he remembered something, he stood trembling, and immediately walked to the carriage with flowers in his eyes.

Lu Fanchi watched the knees of this small figure gradually bend to the ground, his heart trembled, and he roared angrily:

"Don't kneel!"