When I got home, it was already dark.

Feeling that the temperature was rising again, Zhao Que sighed in his heart, the autumn tiger was still not easy to deal with, and as soon as the rain stopped, he would be powerful again.

"Yu Ping invited you to the banquet, what did you say?" Li Mujin held a local novel in his hand, read it with relish, heard Zhao Que's footsteps, raised his head happily, and asked.

Zhao Que walked over and flipped through the book cover, the title of the book is "Miscellaneous News of the Small Market", which tells the story of a small stall vendor.

"Where did the books come from?" he asked.

Li Mujin pointed to Zhao Ya, who was knocking on the plate: "Auntie, in order not to let me get bored, I finally picked it out of the bookcase." ”

"Is it written about the vendors in Bluestone City?"

"Part of it, I just read a few pages, and I heard my aunt say that in addition to Qingshi City, there are several other prosperous towns in Nanyangzhou, and the writer is a poor storyteller, and before he died, he handed over the draft to a bookstore, and the bookstore owner felt that the story was plain and legendary, and it should be able to sell at a good price, so the guys published and printed, but when it was peddled outward, the literate readers felt that "Small Market Miscellaneous News" It's too low, they shouldn't read this kind of book, the sales are not good, my aunt made a hairpin for a bookstore shopkeeper in the city, and when she saw it, she took it home and read it when she was bored. ”

Li Mujian's fingers dipped a little saliva and turned the page.

And Zhao Que waited for her to finish talking about the cause and effect of the book, and told her in detail about going to Yuping Mansion as a guest, and instructed Li Mujin to tell the lark in Bluestone City to put down what he was doing and pay attention to Xie Kui and escorting her youth.

Li Mujin swallowed her saliva, and couldn't help but stuff a piece of sugar into her mouth, her green silk was re-combed by Zhao Ya, I don't know how much better than her own combing, Zhao Que was amazed.

"General Zhao, do we really want to meddle in Xie Zhiwei's case?

Zhao Que smiled: "I know what you're worried about, Xie Zhiwei's case is even folded in King Pingdu, not to mention that I have no military power, don't worry, King Yu and a few old guys from the military department are good at being a tumbler in the court, and I have nothing to be afraid of in the court." ”

"Having said that, you don't know King Yu's temper, which annoys the Son of Heaven sitting on the throne, and some people want King Yu to die until there are no bones left. ”

"Isn't there still me?" Zhao Que said again, "Without military power, Xisai is there, even if Lin Chaotian is temporarily in charge, those of them really can't transfer the Xisai army?"

The previous sentence is self-deprecating, and this sentence is the truth.

Li Mujin flipped over the sugar cube in his mouth, swallowed the sweet saliva, thought about it carefully, suddenly realized, and gave a thumbs up: "Zhao Jiang! You are playing with me again!"

"Haha...... This is very interesting, so let you know about it. ”

"Order!" she said, clenching her fists.

Zhao Que sat in Li Mujian's position, picked up "Small Market Miscellaneous News", turned to the first page, the writing was ordinary, at most a little smart, the story was down-to-earth, at first glance, this storyteller knew the market well, and some small stall vendors often said black words, eloquently, so that he found it interesting.

"Something big is going to happen in Bluestone City?" Zhao Ya asked.

Zhao Que didn't say it directly, and changed the topic: "The shop of the Qingjin Chamber of Commerce, what do you think?"

The deeds are all here, and the lark has reported the harvest of the past few days to Zhao Ya.

Zhao Ya was stunned, lowered her head and fiddled with the abacus: "After all, it is the shop of the Qingjin Chamber of Commerce, and the reputation is here. ”

"Auntie, after a while, it's time to change her name again. Zhao Que said.

"yes, I see. ”

"Something unexpected will happen in Bluestone City, maybe innocent lives will be harmed, aunt rest assured, I will have someone protect you in the mansion of Langui Lane." ”

"I'll take care of myself, Que'er, you're just busy. ”

"Tomorrow I want to go and see Master Lu. ”

"It's been seven years, and the master has helped us a lot, and since you've returned, you should visit him. ”

The abacus snapped, and Zhao Ya lifted the brush and wrote down the amount.

As the night unfolds, the sultry heat decreases slightly.

Zhao Que read the book for a while, walked in the small courtyard, and meditated alone.

Zhao Ya looked at his back for a while, with a happy smile on the corner of his mouth, and continued to bury his head in the accounts of the shop.

These days are the happiest times for her.

And, Zhao Que covered the corners of his mouth, his body shook slightly, and quickly returned to normal.

A pool of blood in the palm of his hand.

The eight-phase dragon python fought back with ferocity, and the true qi in his body tried his best to suppress it.

Li Mujin pushed open the door, entered the courtyard, and saw Zhao Que's pale face, and sighed in his heart.

Zhao Que waved his hand.

She nodded obediently.

"The order went down, and the lark laid out the people he had bought and placed them in the traffic arteries around Bluestone City. ”

"Well, as soon as there is news, report it to me immediately. ”

"Another thing has come to light, spending a lot of money to hire the forces sent by Qingyi to kill us, for the three major chambers of commerce in Qingshi City, among them, the Li family has contributed the most. ”

Consistent with what Zhao Que thought.

He also thinks that the third- and fourth-rate Jianghu sect of the Qingyi faction can only be the head snake of Qingshi City, if it is his great enemy, the Qingyi faction is not even qualified to carry shoes for them.

"Got it, you stay at home with your aunt, and I'll go on a trip to Stone Street to see my brothers. Zhao Que said.

Li Mujin whispered: "Be careful, there are more unknown people in the city." ”

Zhao Que hummed.

Out the door.

The market has not been affected by the undercurrent in the city and is still bustling with activity.

However, because of the continuous rain for several days, it became hot again, and many people went out of their homes to play and hang out in the market.

As Li Mujin said, in front of the small vendors on both sides of the street, there are many more fresh faces, all exuding the aura of being unapproachable, and some of them do not care at all, carrying swords and weapons.

Interspersed with pedestrians, Zhao Que did not take the initiative to perceive, these people's martial arts realm, he is an ordinary person in Bluestone City, take a look, stop next to the vendor, ask the price of the things sold, after some bargaining, he shook his head with a wry smile, felt that the price given by the hawker was too high, and walked away slowly, hoping that the hawker would call him back and sell things according to the price he said.

When I arrived at the stone street, I pushed open the house where Zhu Luo lived.

The lark who lives here is on one knee.

Zhao Que ordered them to get up, no need to be polite.

Walking into the living room of the mansion, dense spirit cards are all over the room.

"General Zhao, there are 1,200 spiritual positions here, and the spiritual positions of the other brothers are in the room next to them. A lark said respectfully.

In the words, there is no lack of sentimentality.

Zhao Que was silent.

Take the incense, light it, and take three steps back.

Hold the incense stick between the middle and index fingers of both hands, and hold the incense tail with your thumb.

Flat on the chest, the incense head is flat on the 1,200 spiritual positions.

Immediately, bend down and raise the incense to the eyebrows.

He whispered: "Offering the Three Treasures of the Ten Directions and the Three Worlds, and offering to the soldiers who died in the battle of Xisai over the years, may this incense and clouds go directly to the Three Treasures, plead for great mercy, and give to all the soldiers and soldiers." ”

Then I went to another room.

Same actions, same words.

Zhao Que sighed deeply.

"General Zhao, the generals must have known that you have avenged them!"

He looked up at the endless starry sky and said softly, "I pray that in the next life, I can live in peace." ”

Silence for a long time. Zhao Que Fang left the mansion.

The larks behind him knelt down on one knee to send them off.

Late at night, the hustle and bustle of the market came to an end.

Zhao Que suddenly said that it was bad, he bought it home and ate hot, put it down and told Li Muhibiscus about it, and asked her to inform the larks before eating, and he arrived at the stone street again, and the food must be cold.

He patted himself on the head.

However, there is also a reason why the eight-phase dragon python suddenly revolted, it seems to be alone in the small courtyard at home and stays quietly, but in fact, it is mobilizing the true qi of the whole body to suppress the four dragons and four pythons!

On both sides of the street, there are also vendors with tables and chairs.

Some people are tired of going out shopping, sitting at the table, eating a bowl of hot food, right as a supper, very comfortable.

Zhao Que has read a few books of the barnyard official history of the family, and it is stated that in the early days of the founding of Great Xia, the night market had strict regulations.

Later, there was a Wenchen who played for a time, and it was necessary to lift the ban on night markets in accordance with the traditional customs of various places.

Taizu may have been overwhelmed by the Wenchen who played the game, but he finally relented and allowed all localities to formulate corresponding governance policies according to their own conditions.

This is the thriving night market in Bluestone City.

However, the Qingshi government clearly announced that the night market must not exceed the hour of the hour, and if there are vendors who exceed the hour of the hour, they will be severely punished.

Therefore, the most lively time of the night market in Qingshi City is the time of the day, and after that, the street vendors have to clean up as soon as possible.

Now it's time.

The wonton noodles of bluestone have a unique taste.

The little girl with the red tassel gun on her back was grumbling with hunger, and she didn't have the silver taels to live in the store, so she had to sit on the table and chair on the side of the street, and took out the only remaining copper coin, and the vendor counted it, which was just enough for two bowls of noodles.

"Eat two bowls, don't worry, the small wonton noodles are really authentic!" the vendor glanced worriedly, and the red tassel gun that the little girl stood on the table said with a smile.

She tilted her chin as if thinking about life.

"Let's just eat two bowls, do you have coriander?"

"Yes, yes. ”

"Put more, I like to eat cilantro. ”

"Okay, girl, wait a minute, it'll be out of the pot right away!"

Zhao Que, who happened to pass by her, felt funny, red clothes, red shoes, red tassel guns, not very old, and the little girl with a terrifying martial arts realm was so poor that she was so poor.

The little girl turned her head and grimaced at Zhao Que, the rouge on her face might be a bargain, and she watched the brush fall down.

"Staring at the girl, it is a collision, in order to make up for the girl, a little silver is not enough. Zhao Que took out five taels of silver in his arms and put them on the table.

The little girl snorted, "Don't!"

"Why?"

"I don't know you. ”

"Oh, it's called Zhao Que below, dare to ask the girl's name?"

Looking at her closely, whether she has reached the peach and plum years, Zhao Que is not sure, maybe in the year of broken melons, maybe.

The rouge conceals the appearance, and the application technique looks quite rusty, some places are too thick, and some places have not been applied.

Moreover, the breath she gave Zhao Que was extremely sharp, like a spear that could not be broken.

Looking at Zhao Que again, the little girl held the red tassel gun that was taller than her, "Do you want to die?"

Zhao Que was not afraid, he was a hawker with cloud silk noodles, but he was frightened.

"I definitely don't want to die. ”

"Then you still ask my name!"

"I'm just curious, I'm young, my martial arts are scary, the girl must have a great background, I don't know what you're doing in this Bluestone City?"

The little girl didn't reply, but observed Zhao Que for a while and let go of the red tassel gun.

The vendor smiled more ugly than crying, and put the wonton noodles out of the pot in front of her, and the little girl took the chopsticks and pulled them a few times, and sucked the noodles with a puff.

Zhao Que waited patiently.

Ate almost half a bowl.

She looked up and gestured to the stool across from her.

Zhao Que sat down.

"Do you eat?"

"Okay, I didn't eat dinner either, just a bowl. ”

The little girl buried her head in sucking the noodles, and then drank the noodle soup in the bowl with no drops left.

"I invited you to eat a bowl of noodles, five taels of silver. ”

He ate slowly and nodded, "No problem." ”

"My name is Plum. ”

"Miss Li, it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

"Well, you have no murderous intent on me. Li Zi said to himself.

Zhao Que picked up the bowl and took a sip of noodle soup: "Naturally, there is no injustice or enmity between us. ”

"You're amazing, my instincts have always been accurate. ”

"It's okay, it can come in handy when it matters. ”

"You're better than me, you can kill me if you really do it. ”

"I don't want to kill you, I'm just curious about what you're doing in Bluestone City. ”

"Master said, I can't tell anyone else. However, I don't feel murderous in you, so I'll tell you. Li Zi picked a toothpick and cleaned the gap between his teeth.

Zhao Que looked at her funny, he was the first time he had seen a girl who ate wonton noodles and needed a toothpick.

"Master asked me to protect a person, and the worst case scenario is not to let her fall into the wrong hands. Li Zi looked around left and right and whispered.

"Protect whom?"

"Can't talk to you anymore. ”

Miss Li didn't seem to feel too full, so she asked the vendor to make two more bowls of noodles, of course, with the five taels of silver that Zhao Que gave her.

Zhao Que stood up and stretched: "If you encounter difficulties, you can go to the sewing alley and shout Zhao Que." ”

"Will you save me?"

"Naturally. ”

"We have no relatives and no reason, why did you save me? Besides, I have no money, and I don't look good. ”

Zhao Que smiled dumbly: "Make a friend, by the way, how old are you this year?"

"Can't talk to you. ”

"Haha...... See you next time, Miss Plum. ”

Before leaving, Zhao Que rubbed it and put it on the table for five taels of silver: "Please have a good meal." ”

Li Zi was not polite, and accepted it with peace of mind, thinking secretly in his heart, there are still many good people under the mountain.

Zhao Que looked back at this girl with red clothes, red shoes, red tassels, and a brain that didn't seem to be very good, if he didn't apply fat powder on his face, he would give another five taels of silver.

At this time, there is still a floral fragrance, which is very light, not as new as spring, not as strong as summer, but has a unique long aftertaste.

The illiterate Taoist priest, sitting in the dark of the alley, with the dust on his legs and the sword standing on his body, he watched Zhao Que walk in front of him, and when he was five or six zhang, Fang shouted: "Little brother is not a hexagram?"

Zhao Que raised his hand and waved: "Go home and sleep." ”

"Okay, good people have a safe life!"

"Thanks, Daoist!"

When I was about to get home, I saw Zhou Huanyang being sent out by Li Mujin and my aunt.

"Zhao Que, Huan Yang, this girl, come to deliver dessert at night, you send her home. ”

Zhou Huanyang hurriedly waved his hand in the moonlight: "No, no, thank you, Aunt Zhao, I'm fine at night, I tinker with desserts at home, I feel pretty good, so I'll send you some." ”

In the end, Zhao Que didn't send her home, and secretly asked a lark to escort her around.

After entering the house, Zhao Ya counted him down, and didn't care about the girl at all.

Li Mujian's expression was unhindered, but he just glanced at Zhao Que obliquely.

made him laugh: "Seriously, the so-called ten thousand styles are just the corners of a woman's eyebrows and eyes." ”