Bi Zhangmen's wife died of illness more than ten years ago, leaving only Xiaolan as a daughter. He didn't continue the string, but he was afraid that his stepmother would treat her daughter badly.

In the past few days since Du Wenlin came, Xiaolan was particularly excited every day.

Bring the wash water into the room early in the morning:

"Du Gongzi, please wash your face."

Du Wenlin was a little reluctant about Xiaolan's enthusiasm, after all, he already had a marriage contract.

And the other party never asked about it, and it was difficult for him to take the initiative to say it.

Xiaolan sat down on the chair, watched herself wash, and suddenly asked:

"I won't start the exam until the end of the year, and I won't have anything to do when I go to the capital. Can Du Gongzi stay here for a longer period of time? ”

Du Wenlin was a little stunned, he didn't expect her to say this.

After being silent for a long time, he said with a smile:

"I went there a while early so that I could study quietly and do my homework, so that I wouldn't panic during the exam."

"Aren't you still here to read?"

"I've been bothering for a few days, and I'm already uneasy, so I'll pack up and get ready to leave today."

Du Wenlin thought to himself: It's just that he just happened to reach out to help others, and he just stayed here and didn't leave, is it a gentleman's behavior? Besides, if you are not related to others, you will inevitably cause gossip after a long time.

When Xiaolan heard that he was leaving, her face showed disappointment and reluctance.

Breakfast is mutton soup and baked cakes, the weather in the early winter in the north is already very cold, such a breakfast Du Wenlin likes very much.

The old Wang family who drove the car was from Lishui, Nanjing, and it could be seen that he also liked the food here, and he was sweating all over his head:

"You can't drink such authentic mutton soup in Nanjing."

Du Wenlin looked at him and laughed a little in his heart: This old king is nostalgic for the food here, it has been several days, and he is not in a hurry.

"The mutton soup in Mengcun is relatively famous in Cangzhou, and so many officials and nobles have traveled dozens of miles just to come here to taste this bite." Bi Zhangmen said with a smile.

Everyone gossiped while eating.

"Master Bi, I plan to leave for the capital today." After the meal, Du Wenlin said.

Bi Zhangmen was not surprised:

"Well, since Childe has decided to go on the road, I won't force me to stay. In the future, if there is a place where I can be useful, even if I am informed, I and my hundreds of disciples will not hesitate to go to the soup and fire. Speaking of this, the conversation changed sharply, and his tone was much lower:

"Alas, although there are many disciples, they are all crops in the surrounding ten miles and eight villages, and they come to practice martial arts when they are not working, and most of the time they have to work at home to support their families with a few acres of land. Therefore, the martial arts are not very good, otherwise they would not have only taken those few people to fight against the 'Red Seal Sect' that day, but I am afraid that there will be too many people to help, and it will only increase casualties. ”

Speaking of the "Red Seal Sect", Du Wenlin is also a little worried:

"I wonder if they'll come back to trouble in the future?"

"It's hard to say. Alas, Yanqingmen has gone through more than 20 generations and has been inherited for nearly 600 years, but when it came to me, the talent withered and the reputation was sunset, which was really limited in my ability. However, even if Bi's martial arts are low, he has to desperately protect the plaque left by his ancestors. It will not let the traitor dishonor its reputation. "It's impassioned and moving.

"Tell Master, I have already helped Du Gongzi clean up his salute." Liu Ershan, the first to play in the threshing floor that day, and almost lost his life in the "Five Tigers Broken Door Knife", came in and said.

Bi Zhangmen's face was displeased, just now Du Wenlin just said that he was ready to leave today, and he immediately went to pack up his salute, isn't this obviously driving people out?

Du Wenlin smiled and said:

"Thank you, Senior Brother Liu!"

Although he has only been here for a few days, he has already seen that this big apprentice likes his junior sister Bi Xiaolan.

So every time Xiaolan and Du Wenlin were together, he had a displeased look on his face.

Croppers are not good at hiding their emotions.

Du Wenlin didn't care, this was an occasional place to stop, and if it made people unhappy, it would be boring.

The group was sent to the entrance of the town, and the head of Bi instructed him to instruct:

"If you pass by here again in the future, you must come to my house as a guest! If you have my Bi Mou's help, bring a letter, and Bi Mou will definitely go when he sees the word. ”

Du Wenlin was also moved by his sincerity and agreed one by one.

When I looked back, I saw that Xiaolan had tears in her eyes and wanted to cry.

"It's useless to be lovesick on a straight path, and it's madness to be melancholy." Du Wenlin sighed.

A few days later, I arrived in the capital.

In the vicinity of the "Gongyuan", a clean house was rented.

Because it is still early before the exam after the New Year, there are not many scholars who come to the capital to prepare for the exam.

In addition to going out to eat every day, I read the books of the sages behind closed doors.

In the middle of the night, practicing the meditation and cultivation methods taught by Sanniang, I don't feel that the time is difficult.

Occasionally, I think of the second elder in the family, the weather is getting colder, I don't know if I have bought winter clothes?

And Cuizhu, do you miss it every day like yourself?

I thought of Sanniang again, this mother who did not give birth to herself, but had a blood relationship with herself.

I don't know where she is now? I really miss her!

There are so many thoughts that it is difficult to calm down and read, so I simply dress and go out to see the night scene on the street.

At the beginning of winter, there were snowflakes in the sky.

The sound of drums has reached the second watch.

The weather was cold and there was not a single pedestrian on the street.

On such a cold night, walking alone on the street with gently falling snowflakes is a rare enjoyment.

The windows of the houses on both sides of the street have been darkened, and through the windows, you can occasionally hear the sound of the husband and wife frolicking in bed, and the snoring of strong men who are drunk and sleeping.

"Hell is more anxious,

Gradually, the voices of the people became overwhelming.

Blowing the light window is brighter,

The moon shines on a day of snow. ”

While whispering, he looked up at the sky, and it was true that there was snow one day, but there was no moon.

I couldn't help but smile.

Suddenly, a black shadow in front of him flew over the wall and disappeared into the wall in an instant.

Perhaps because of my diligent practice of meditation and cultivation, I have recently noticed that my eyesight is much better than before.

So, I must have read it right, someone did enter the house through the wall.

At this time, this weather, it is over the wall again, and it must be either a traitor or a thief.

This is a section of the back wall, more than a foot high.

Being able to cross over such a high wall shows that this person has the ability to fly over the wall.

Usually, he occasionally passes by the front door of this house, which has a tall lintel and an endless stream of guests.

In front of the door, beautiful horse-drawn carriages wrapped in silk and inlaid with gold and treasures fill the streets.

At first glance, it is the home of a wealthy family.

"Everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, and doesn't care about the frost on the tiles of others." With a muttering in his heart, he wanted to turn around and leave.

As soon as I took a step, I suddenly thought that I had been studying the books of the sages for so many years, and I had the ambition of serving the country and asking for the people's lives, but I turned a blind eye to the illegal things in front of me, wouldn't it be in vain to read the sages?

Stop and look back at the wall. Think about what to do.

Go to the front and knock on the door to report the matter?

Not to mention whether you can knock on that door, even if you knock on, will the other party believe in you?

Maybe they'll blow him away as a madman or someone trying to beat the autumn wind.

Forget it, let's wait here, wait for that person to come out and act again.

Half an hour had passed, and Du Wenlin hid at the corner of the wall, staring intently at the high wall.

There were snowflakes in the sky, but it didn't feel cold.

Stomping his feet, shaking off the snowflakes on his body, he smiled bitterly in his heart:

"The people inside the wall are warm, and the dreams are repeated, but I am waiting for them in the cold wind, this situation is indeed unbearable!"

Suddenly, there was a figure on the wall, and he rode on the wall, pulled up a long pocket from the inside with a rope, and carried the bag down the wall to the ground outside, and then he slipped down with the rope.

As soon as his feet hit the ground, he was suddenly slapped on the back, he thought it was a hallucination caused by mental stress, but he didn't care, and bent down to pick up his pocket.

He was slapped on the back again, and by this time he had already believed that it was not a hallucination, but someone behind him.

Turning suddenly, a man dressed as a literati was looking at him coldly.

This person is young, not as young as a weak crown.

After seeing each other clearly, they immediately gained momentum.

He pulled out a sharp knife from his waist and fiddled with it deliberately before he spoke:

"On a cold day, is it a bad day, and it's greasy?"

Du Wenlin also took a look at this person, dressed in a black night suit, about forty years old, with a hooked nose, white face and no beard, although he was taller than himself, but his figure was thin.

"Lang Lang Qiankun, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, you dare to enter a private house at night and steal property, aren't you afraid of the king's law?" Du Wenlin said coldly.

"You roll Lao Tzu immediately, roll as far as you can! Don't be ignorant, or your life will be here tonight. ”

It turned out to be a sour and weak scholar, who didn't know whether to live or die and meddled in things, which made the man in black very impatient.

As he spoke, he pointed the knife at Du Wenlin's chest.

Du Wenlin thought to himself that it would be difficult to dismiss this person with his own tongue alone, so he had to give it a go.

If you have fought hard, you can be regarded as having eyes in the sky, so that you don't have to die on a snowy night.

If you can't fight, you can be loyal to your ideals.

No more nonsense, reaching out and grabbing the wrist of the man in black with the knife.

The man in black never dreamed that the other party would suddenly attack, and it was as fast as lightning, and his right wrist was grabbed by him in an instant.

I wanted to shake my hand and shake it off, but that hand was like an iron tong that was tightly wrapped around my wrist, and it hurt my heart.

The sharp knife had fallen to the ground, and he was involuntarily kneeling down by that hand.

"The hero spares his life, he spares the villain tonight, and he will be repaid in the future." He knows how to bend and stretch in order to live a long life.

Du Wenlin didn't expect to subdue the other party so easily, and was quite surprised.

originally had the mentality of fighting for his life, but he didn't expect the other party to be so vulnerable.

Du Wenlin hates this kind of undisciplined person the most.

If you start begging for mercy, or drop the stolen goods and leave, you will certainly not be embarrassed by him, because you have no faith to overcome him.

Now when he is at a disadvantage, he kneels on the ground and begs for mercy, and he simply does not have the demeanor of a big thief.

Spare him tonight, and maybe he will come out to harm people tomorrow night.

Du Wenlin stretched out his left foot, picked up the rope on the ground, and tied the man in black strongly.

The man in black thought that his martial arts were not weak, but he didn't expect to be in the hands of this weak scholar before he could do it, and this humiliation made him want to cry without tears.

The other party made himself lose the ability to resist with just one hand, and that hand was like an iron tong, no, more terrible than an iron tong!

The only thing left is to beg the other party for mercy:

"Leave me alone tonight, and I will repay you for your kindness by being a cow and a horse in the next life."

However, this kid has to ignore people, and he doesn't pay attention to this set at all.

With a long sigh, my heart said, I may have done too many sins in this life, but I didn't expect it to be carried here tonight, and it was carried in the hands of a stinky child.

At this time, the yard began to stir, the lights were bright, and it should have been discovered that the house had been stolen.

After a while, a number of people were searching along the fence with lanterns.