In ancient times, there are not many books on the monsters, and even the myths and legends are pitiful, if it weren't for the demons who were committing murder in the world, maybe not a hundred or ten years, people would even be able to forget this is a world with demons and demons, ghosts and monsters, gods and fairies. As the saying goes, the years are not forgiving, but have the years spared those demons and monsters, fairies and elves?

Everything has an end in the end, and the avenue of heaven and earth runs in the middle. All living beings are like dust, and they will inevitably be crushed by the red dust. Sorrow, pain, laughter, who can break free?

Hua Ning was sure that she would not be dazzled, not to mention that the monkey might have seen herself, and she deliberately repeated it several times.

I remember that when I was young, I snatched a few pages of ancient books from the hands of the old grandfather of the astronomical official, and I don't know which classic it was, and she was enshrined as a treasure, so she returned the fragment to the old grandfather of the astronomical official who was almost crying after a cursory reading.

It might have been a little difficult for her to recall all the contents of the fragment now, but she vaguely remembered that the pages of the ancient book were about a monkey, a monkey who was undisciplined, born and untamed. The monkey dared to pierce the sky with a single stick and stir up the sea. But right now, this monkey's fur is sparse and his body is full of whip marks, where is there half of the style in ancient books?

Hua Ning watched this monkey being whipped by the monkey trickster with a whip because she spoke to herself, and it screamed in pain, and her heart seemed to be scratched by several monkeys, so painful that she could barely breathe, and almost burst into tears.

"Childe, Miss, what's wrong with you, Miss, what's wrong with you?" Hongying saw Hua Ning staring out the window, but her eyes were dull, as if she had lost her soul, so frightened that she hurriedly shook Hua Ning's arm, trying to wake Hua Ning up.

In front of her, Hua Ning came back to her senses, lost her strength, sat down on the stool, her hands trembled and took a sip of the flower tea, only to feel that all the voices around her turned into two words echoing in her ears: save me, save me, save me......

"Help... Yes, help!" Hua Ning stood up suddenly, her eyes were determined like a little soldier who had just entered the battlefield, but looked at death as if she were home.

"Ying'er, settle the bill, follow me!" The red cloak flicked, and Hua Ning had already run downstairs.

"Miss, you wait for me!" didn't notice that she hurriedly shouted the wrong name, Hongying took out her purse from her arms, threw a piece of broken silver on the table, and followed Hua Ning downstairs.

There were still a lot of onlookers, Hua Ning couldn't squeeze in with all her might, and she was almost shaken by the crowd, she was sweating in a hurry, and stood in place panting slightly.

Hongying finally came out of the Jiujie Hall, and when she saw Hua Ning's embarrassed appearance, she was distressed, and asked, "Childe, what is it that makes you care so much?" You tell me, one person counts the short, and the two count the long, let's figure out a way together." ”

Hua Ning thought for a moment and said, "I saw a monkey asking me for help. ”

"A monkey, a cry for help, a little... Childe, you can't be mistaken, right?" "Don't blame Hongying for not believing Hua Ning, in fact, no one would believe Hua Ning's words, the monkey will call for help? Even if it will, can anyone understand it?"

Hua Ning shook his head and said firmly: "It can't be wrong, my intuition tells me that it is not an ordinary monkey." In fact, she had a conjecture in her heart, but she was scared of that conjecture, and she didn't know if it was true or not, and how to prove it.

Seeing that Hua Ning really planned to rescue the monkey, Hongying stopped worrying about whether the monkey really asked for help, and when she was rescued, she was afraid that she wouldn't know what was going on?

"Childe, in fact, if we want to save the monkey, we don't have to squeeze in!" Hongying's eyes rolled and said to Hua Ning.

"If you don't go in and negotiate with that monkey man, how can we persuade him to let the monkey go?" Hua Ning was puzzled.

After all, he often walks around outside the palace, Hong Yingle said: "We can wait until he finishes playing! Didn't Master Ling say that someone will replace them in about half an hour? When the time comes, we will secretly follow, you must know that he is alone, if he listens to persuasion, it is fine, if he does not listen, let's give him a stick to ensure that he is beaten to the ground!"

When Hua Ning heard such a clever plan, she clapped her hands with joy, and almost jumped for joy.

So the two of them stood patiently aside, waiting for the monkey man to come out of the crowd by himself.

At this time, in the Jiujie Hall, on the side of a half-open window on the third floor, there was a bald head, which was chubby, with a smile on his eyebrows and eyes, which made people feel kind when they looked at it. This bald head is the boss of the Nine Rings Hall.

The boss looked at Hua Ning and Hongying standing on the side of the street through the gap in the window, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Ninth Master, the spy said that Master Ling and Mei Daoren have gone to the Zhao family, and now the little princess and her maid of Qinghua Palace seem to be planning to rescue that monkey, do we really have to worry about it?"

The speaker was the girl who was supposed to receive the tea guests on the second floor, Yunxi, I saw her kneeling on her legs at the moment, bowing her head shallowly, even if the person in front of her didn't look back at her, she didn't dare to look up at the back like a prison in the slightest.

The Ninth Master played with two small round galls in his hand, smiled brightly, and said, "Tube, how do you care." But one wants to fight, and the other is willing to suffer. After the two of them followed the monkey man, you saw the right time to lead the government army. I've wanted to pick this tumor off for a long time, and this time it's a rare opportunity, even if I can't pick it clean, I'll have to rip off a big piece of meat for him!"

"Yes!" Yunxi, who had received the order, quietly retreated, leaving the Ninth Master standing alone at the window, looking out of the window.

From beginning to end, the tea guests and the storyteller on the third floor ignored everything they had just done, as if they didn't exist.

How long is half an hour? Even if you add the time for Hua Ning and Hongying to drink tea, it shouldn't be long, because they only waited for a while, and the monkey man shouted at the top of his voice: "Thank you folks, thank you father, thank you for your love, the monkey is sleepy today, let's see you another day!"

"Knock Knock"

After the sound of the gong, it was not long before the monkey charmer led the three monkeys with their hands tied with ropes and walked out into the street.

Hua Ning glanced at Hongying, so the two quietly followed behind the monkey man, and they were very wise, not far away.

The monkey man was not very good when he first walked down the street, but at some point he picked up some small alleys to walk. The layout of the outer city was much more chaotic than that of the inner city, and the two girls didn't walk a few alleys before they were thrown off by the monkey trickster and his monkeys.

"What should we do, miss, we seem to have lost it!" said Hongying.

Hua Ning also felt very helpless, missing this time, they wanted to find the monkey man again, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind the two girls: "Hehe, are the two little ladies looking for me?"

"Who!"

"Bang!"

"Ugh!"

Before Hua Ning and Hongying could turn around, they felt a pain in the back of their heads, and they were knocked unconscious to the ground.

Then, the monkey man walked out of the corner of the alley behind him, and said quietly: "When Lao Tzu is a rookie who has just come out of the rivers and lakes, take it away!"

Holding a wooden stick, he took out the marijuana bags that had been prepared by the three minions knocked out by the two women, stuffed the two women into it on the spot, carried them and followed the monkey trickster out of the alley.

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

However, it was said that Ling Chunqiu and the people of Namei Dao came to a high-gate compound in the inner city, this house was extraordinary, the style was simple, and it was not a house that ordinary nouveau riche could have. The lantern on the gatehouse clearly reads the word "Zhao House".

"Zhao, which Zhao?" Mei Daoren thoughtfully said.

Ling Chunqiu smiled, but was silent.

"Zhao Qian, Sun Li, Zhou Wu, Zheng Wang... This surname Zhao has been one of the big surname families since ancient times, and in the inner city of this state capital city, in addition to being either rich or expensive, it must also be a prosperous family, and it can be passed on to one or two generations of that kind of famous family. So the Zhao character of this family is the Zhao character of Zhao Sanfen, old friend, I don't know if I guess right?" Mei Daoren squinted at Ling Chunqiu, and it seemed that he had to get an answer.

But now, Ling Chunqiu, a great Confucian of this generation, played a scoundrel in the face of a friend's questioning: "If you say yes, you say no, you don't..."

What is Zhao Sanfen?

I don't know what great changes have taken place in ancient times, the Confucian classics are missing, the remnants are broken, and there is not one in ten that is complete. And three out of ten of these fragments and complete books are in the Zhao family. Although the state government forced it to donate manuscripts to the academy, the Zhao family still kept many rare and unique books. This is one of them.

Although scholars can no longer be in and out of the country as in ancient times, they can still take revenge with what they have learned, settle in the state bureaucratic system, and assist the city lord in governing the people's livelihood. If you want to learn more, learn well, and read more is the most important thing, so in addition to those textbooks that have been promoted by the state government to various academies, some of the only remaining classics in the world are becoming more and more precious. Disciples of various Confucian departments rushed into the Zhao family, just to seek a view of the classics, and for countless years, there were at least three successful bachelors in the world who were involved with the Zhao family with a few traces of incense. This is also the second.

When these scholars who have a friendship with the Zhao family become the pillars of each city and are in important positions, it is equivalent to the Zhao family not having to make much effort to have one-third of the world. This is also the third.

Of course, this last statement is just a joke, but it must not be true, otherwise the government army of each city will not agree, they are directly under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly General Palace, except for the lord of a state, they only have the obligation to assist the city lord of each city, but they will not really obey their orders.

But Rao is relationship with the world's three-point scholars is already an incomparable trend, and no one dares to despise this Zhao family.

"Have you borrowed other people's ancient books to read?" Mei Daoren knows his old friend's book-loving life very well, after all, this old friend is a rare Confucian in the world, and the matter of reading people, no matter how you say it, is just an elegant word.

Ling Chunqiu smiled when he heard this, and corrected: "It's not a loan, it's a gift." ”

Mei Dao's face darkened.

In fact, if it is to help such a family solve problems, it is not a bad thing, and there are even some honors. But when he thought that there was a child of the Zhao family who blocked the door of his Taoist temple, how could he pull his face?

And this Zhao family has a lot of friends, but he used rare books and ancient books to invite the great Confucian Ling Chunqiu, and then came to persuade people outside his side to make a move, so it shows that the situation encountered by the Zhao family is either very difficult or extremely special.

"Hey, forget it, call the door!" Mei Daoren sighed, who made him drink people with short mouths and wear people short.

Yes, I still have to call the door, Ling Chunqiu felt a lot in his heart.

Tao Li is self-explanatory, this Zhao Sanfen is constantly coming and going on weekdays, and it is said that a threshold that has been broken has to be replaced every month. But at this time, the door of the Zhao family was closed, and there was not even a gatehouse outside the door.

Ling Chunqiu had just put his hand on the high knocker, but the door was opened, and a shriveled old man with triangular eyes walked out of the door, and saw a person standing in front of him, squinting his eyes to carefully identify it.

"Rather... Peaceful... Ning Fu... Rune paper!"

Mei Daoren plucked out his ears and couldn't help but say, "What are you talking about!"

Ling Chunqiu was not surprised, stroked his beard and said, "Old man, the old man wants to find your master, take the trouble to lead the way." ”

Hearing this, the old man hurriedly opened the door, turned sideways and let the two into the door, and said with a smile: "Brain... Brain Night... Night... The night is in... At... etc... Rune paper. ”

The Zhao family compound is a typical ancient garden building, there are mountains, rivers and bridges in the courtyard, and the corridors extend in all directions.

Mei Daoren followed behind the old man and Ling Chunqiu, slanting his mouth to express his dissatisfaction. He really didn't expect that this old man not only stuttered, but also was lame, and he was old, and it was really anxious to walk, but Ling Chunqiu was not in a hurry at this time, and he talked with the old man very happily along the way, which made him have a bad seizure.

The old man of the Zhao family has three sons, three grandsons, and a little granddaughter, and he doesn't know which room the one who has a gap with him is, so he can't be favored, and it's okay for him to suffer a little, but don't hurt the relationship between his old friend and the Zhao family because of himself.

In this way, the people of Mei Dao were uneasy along the way.

"Brain... Brain Just... Ahh Just in the small... Lady's room... Ahh

Ling Chunqiu and Mei Daoren stopped and looked at the carved attic on the steps.

He was about to see the bitter master, Ling Chunqiu planned to make a deal with Mei Daoren, so as not to be abrupt when he got it, but before he could speak, he heard Mei Daoren beside him say, "No, let's go." ”

Not saved?

Ling Chunqiu didn't expect his old friend to say such things at this time, and he was stunned for a while.