After explaining Yinbei, Wu Jin got up and took off the crane from the screen, put it on meticulously, and went out of Mofu to Heshan Bookstore.

There are tabloids in Heshan Bookstore, well-informed, often recorded that Di Bao did not dare to pass on the matter, and in Kuanzhou City, Heshan tabloid was the first, and Di Bao was usual.

Wu Jin walked into the bookstore, because he bought a tube of pens and came to see him four or five times, the guy recognized him, stepped forward to meet him, and said with a smile: "Are you buying paper or pens this time?" We have a new batch of bamboo paper in Shuzhong, which is very soft, folded many times, and the ink does not come off. ”

Wu Jin waited for him to finish before he said: "I have an article that I want to publish in your government and the opposition, please help me tell me." ”

When the man heard this, he immediately nodded: "I'll go and ask the shopkeeper to come." ”

He slipped away and asked the shopkeeper to go back, and the shopkeeper came out with a newspaper bag and handed it to a newspaper courier in short brown in the bookstore: "Go and come back quickly, sell some strength, if you fool me, don't want you to send it, now there are many people who can work and are willing to work." ”

The newspaper delivery person took the newspaper bag on his back and went out of the bookstore with a thousand thanks.

Only then did the shopkeeper look at Wu Jin: "It turned out to be Wu Jieyuan, and the Qiu Qiu test question was out, did you solve the question?" ”

Wu Jin shook his head: "I remember that your tabloid also accepts articles from outside, I don't know if this article can be published in your tabloid court." ”

He took out the article he had written and handed it to the shopkeeper with both hands.

"You are now in charge of the accounts in the Mojiedu Embassy's Mansion, and you have received more news than us, how can you not ......report it?"

The shopkeeper said as he opened it to look at it, looked at the two lines, and lost the smile on his face, and the more he looked down, the more frightened he became.

He didn't finish reading it, folded the paper, took a deep breath, closed his eyes hard, and when he opened his eyes again, with a smirk, he folded the article as it was, grabbed Wu Jin's right hand with his left hand, stuffed the paper back into his palm with his right hand, and patted it twice: "I haven't read it, you should go back too, prepare for the spring festival, and in another month, it will be time to enter Beijing." ”

After that, he let go of Wu Jin's hand: "Xie Yuan is smart and high-quality, he is in high school, and he patronizes our bookstore more." ”

Looking at the calm young man in front of him, he patted him on the shoulder: "Don't destroy your future." ”

Wu Jin retracted the article and did not say much: "Thank you for the kindness of the shopkeeper, and I will say goodbye." ”

He left the Heshan Bookstore and went to two other bookstores with tabloids, and everyone who saw the tabloids was shocked and refused.

After Wu Jin left, the shopkeeper of one of the tabloids hurriedly changed into a long shirt, quietly went to the Zhizhou Yamen, entered the inner office, and briefly retold Wu Jin's article to Wang Zhizhou.

When Wang Zhizhou changed color, the hour was close to noon, Wu Jin entered the pavilion set by the Qingbei Yan Pavilion, and sat there waiting with the article that was not sent.

He had a number in his heart, and at the same time made all the preparations, so he was not in a hurry, it was the time to eat, and the downstairs was very lively, and the footsteps of the running hall and the cooking guys rumbled over in the building, and boomed over, and there was a bang.

The diners talked and laughed, talked loudly, the red jade clapper was crisp, and the woman who sang the song was ethereal and swaying, singing "The Four Criminals of Linglong. "The rain enters the sorrowful side": "The rain enters the sorrowful side, the green trees are empty at night, and the wind and leaves are like a flutter." The bamboo tail is cool, but I am afraid that the small curtain will be rolled low. Sitting alone is timid, reading the handsome reward, and the old inscription is all over again."

Wu Jin listened, and suddenly heard the voice outside quiet.

It seems that an uninvited guest has broken in, the momentum must be violent, and all these noisy voices have disappeared, and the voice of the red jade clapper and the small song has become more and more crisp and melodious: "More dark dust, stealing the lock Luan shadow, and the heart is repeatedly ashamed." ”

Wu Jin stood up, walked to the corner, took down the pot of chrysanthemums on the high table, carried the vermilion lacquer high table in his right hand, held his breath, walked to the table, and secretly gathered his strength.

Half of the door of the pavilion was an elephant's eye lattice, and it was pasted with clear paper, which could reflect the figure of a person, and at this time, two men were reflected outside.

With a loud bang, the door of the pavilion was pushed open, and two strong men with meaty faces rushed in, one in black and the other in gray, with a knife hidden in his waist.

Wu Jin had already prepared, and when the man in black took the lead in approaching him, he raised a few tall tables and slammed into the right shoulder of the man in black.

He had a lot of strength, and he had been preparing for a long time, and he was full of strength, and he pulled out this earth-shattering movement, the man in black was defenseless, and was attacked so violently that the shoulder bones and Gao Ji made a cracking sound at the same time, and immediately wailed, his body was crooked, and he fell to the ground, and the hand could not be lifted no matter what.

The gray-clothed brother behind him was caught off guard and startled, and when he reacted, Wu Jin had already grabbed a teacup and smashed it down on his face.

There was a sudden pain in the gray clothes' head, and the tea and tea leaves were all over his face, and he was stunned in place, his ears were buzzing, and he kept his face blank, thinking: "Aren't you here to catch a scholar?" Is this a scholar or a martial artist? ”

Before he could react, Wu Jin had already taken a step back and went to carry the embroidery pier again, the gray clothes came back to his senses at this time, stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and quickly took two steps back, and the embroidery pier fell to the ground like this, breaking two legs.

The gray clothes stared at the two eyes, and this time they saw Wu Jin's face clearly-he was indeed a scholar, wearing a hood, wearing a crane, and a shirt inside, and his face looked more handsome than ordinary readers, but the scholar was fierce, bent down to pick up the embroidered pier, and then smashed it over.

The gray garment was again in the way.

Xiudun fell to the ground, he saw Wu Jin with his bare hands, holding two slaps in his hands and rushing over, full of righteousness, it was the extent that the charm and the spirit passed by and had to be slapped twice, and he was shocked, regardless of whether he could commit murder in broad daylight, he raised his hand to take the sharp knife.

However, Wu Jin had already arrived in front of him, raised his foot and kicked him in the chest, even if he didn't kick him off, he also fell to the ground.

Wu Jin walked smoothly, sat on the gray clothes with his buttocks, and slapped his head and face, and the ears of the gray clothes were "buzzing", and his eyes were full of gold stars, and he was powerless to fight back for a while.

He took the opportunity to reach out to the gray clothes to grab the knife, and then the black clothes staggered to their feet, picked up a reward bottle with a cinnamon branch in his left hand, walked behind Wu Jin, and smashed it towards the back of Wu Jin's neck.

The water in the reward bottle first dripped on the top of Wu Jin's head, and Wu Jin wanted to dodge, but the reward bottle came extremely fast, and still hit his right head, which interrupted his movements and gave the black and gray two a chance.

The gray clothes tore him off his body, grabbed him, and raised his hand to return him a brittle one.

This slap also used enough strength, and with a slap, Wu Jin's mouth was filled with blood, and then he pulled out a sharp knife and pressed it against Wu Jin's abdomen: "Get up." ”

Wu Jin stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, glanced at the sharp tip of the knife, supported himself on the ground with one hand, and sat up propped up, then bent his legs and stood sideways, with a very unruly expression on his face.

"Fight again," Gray Clothes gently stabbed him in the stomach with the tip of a knife, "Aren't you very good at fighting, try another one." ”

The black clothes hung his right arm, endured the severe pain, and said in a low voice: "Let's go, there are too many people." ”

My mind is weak, so I only have one more chapter, rest for half a day, and fight again tomorrow

(End of chapter)