I am very fond of the farmer's home-brewed sweet potato roast that I tasted for the first time in this gourd, and I drank it lightly and stopped for the sake of the product, and after hearing Song Zhen's request, I almost didn't choke on it, and even He Jinsuo, who was in front of me, turned his head and reprimanded him, "Old Song, what should I do." ”

When his own dart spoke, Song Zhen smiled embarrassedly, turned around and left.

Xue Badou, who was listless and swaying with the bumps of the horse under his crotch, said: "Lady, this is your mistake, Brother Song, this belongs to human nature, you can't say others." ”

He Jinsuo glared at his husband again, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't know, what is going on in his family, the whole Qianfeng City knows what's going on, who wants to push his girl into the fire pit?" Daddy introduced him to less relatives? None of them all looked at his house, and the matchmaker was not happy. ”

This time, Xue Badou was not frightened by He Jinsuo's eyes, and still said: "It is precisely because our family's land boundary knows the root and the bottom is not easy to find, that Brother Song has this idea, you can't stop it." Anyway, our father let us stay in the capital for a few days this time, his old friends in Beijing did not arrive last year, and it happened that he took advantage of this time to walk around, and he helped Brother Song palm his eyes in his spare time, and did not delay anything, in case which house maid is interested, won't it be the beauty of adults? ”

is not an unreasonable person, He Jinsuo did not refute Xue Badou this time, nodded and said, "Just according to what you say." ”

Xue Badou turned his head and squeezed out an ugly smile towards Ye Sangen, after all, this period of time really tossed this fine-skinned and tender son, and he didn't expect this deliberate smile to be good-looking, he said: "The third prince is well-connected in Beijing, and he is also worried. ”

Ye San pouted, "No matter how wide you are, you can't do anything about matchmaking." ”

Xue Badou was not in a hurry at all for such a straightforward refusal, and said: "There is news in Beijing, as long as anyone can send the second lady and the third prince to the meeting, they can meet a request that is not too much, how can we count the two of us to send the two back to Beijing?" ”

Too lazy to play this kind of word game with the other party, Ye Sangen took the wine bottle handed by his sister, and reflexively went to the back of the convoy to check whether the goods were loose Song Zhen.

This man really can't be idle for a moment.

Ye Yao was not polite to this boy, and said: "It's not too much to ask, don't you have to be in my hands?" It's true that you sent us back to Beijing, but I feel too much to ask, what can you say? ”

Since I was a child, I have followed my father to and from Beijing and heard many deeds of this second lady of the night family, but I heard that I heard that hearsay naturally did not attract attention, so Xue Badou, who was choked up, was a little unhappy, and replied: "How can you be so unreasonable?" ”

Ye Yaoer laughed and said, "What am I telling you about? ”

Xue Badou was angry, but he was glared at by his own lady without waiting to speak, so he had to shut up obediently, and replied with a very uncomfortable "hum".

The third night was carrying a palm-sized wine gourd, passing by the boastful scholar Jiang Zhongli,

At this time, Li was talking to a fellow traveler about the thousand-year-old history and culture of the capital, quoting scriptures, what Jincheng is a country of thousands of miles of heaven, what grass hall smoke willows and snow, what flowers and things are surrounded by eight waters, and spittle stars are flying all over the sky.

Intentionally playing tricks on this person surnamed Jiang, who has a mysterious identity, Ye San smiled and said: "In the past few days, I have only heard Brother Jiang talk about this way, I have a question, I don't know if I can ask for advice?" ”

Jiang Zhong carp and Ye Sangen stood side by side, and said: "Miss Ye Er is well-read and knowledgeable, will I get an axe?" ”

Ye Sangen shook his head, "The only way to ask Brother Jiang about this matter is to ask Brother Jiang, she hasn't participated in the exam, and it's useless to ask." ”

The scholar who seemed to be able to accept this reason nodded, "The third prince will talk about it, and he knows everything." ”

Ye San said: "Brother Jiang went to Beijing to take the exam, didn't he take the bookcase, bookcase or bookbag?" ”

Jiang Zhongli was stunned for a moment, then pointed to his head, and said very conceitedly: "The subsets of the Four Books and Five Classics are all in my head, and I can't use them." ”

Ye San was even more abrupt, "I thought it was dropped." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for the other party to reply, and went to find the dart master Song Zhen in the third night.

Jiang Zhongli waved his hand and said, "No, no, you just don't need to bring it." ”

Seeing the night three watch leave, the scholar wanted to continue to tell the fellow traveler about the interesting things about the ancient capital of the Eight Dynasties, but he was stunned, and he was indignant in the direction of the night third watch, and said angrily: "Talking is talking, why do you still laugh at people." ”

provoked the three nights to wave and laugh without looking back.

The so-called drop of the book bag is just a statement that literati are contemptuous, selling knowledge, borrowing the past to discuss the present, quoting scriptures, and teaching people not to know what to say.

I don't know if I was a little angry at being teased like this, Jiang Zhongli's face became slightly embarrassed, and he didn't even feel in the mood to speak.

The farmer with a burden next to him was obviously unsatisfied, and asked, "Little master, keep talking, what is the East-West Corridor." ”

"I don't know!"

replied very unceremoniously, and Jiang Zhongli was rarely silent, still indignant.

Seeing Ye Sangen holding the wine gourd towards him, Song Zhen stopped what he was doing, and he thought that this young man who had recently become famous in the rivers and lakes had to slander people and be angry with others, and he could really attract attention wherever he went.

He won't be entangled in the worry of marrying a daughter-in-law.

Song Zhen, who was honest and a little cautious, looked at He Jinsuo at the front of the team, and said, "The third prince agreed?" ”

Ye Sangen threw out the wine gourd with his hand and said, "I really didn't want to agree, but then I heard a few words from your dart, and I became a little interested." ”

Song Zhen didn't think much about it, and said: "It's all some family affairs that make others laugh." ”

"If it's inconvenient to say, you can not say it."

Obviously, this is not a rhetoric to retreat and advance to promote and suppress first, nor does it have to reveal people's scars to find out, but just to wonder why such a man who can't find fault with others can't find a daughter-in-law, why the people in their own dart bureau say that the girl marrying into their family is to push into the fire pit, and why the matchmaker who can make a lot of money by matching family affairs is unwilling to handle it.

It really does pique anyone's curiosity.

This is not the root of the old woman's tongue in the village, and she will not meddle in other people's lives, but the cowardice of the hometown is unbearable and unbearable, and no one is exempt from vulgarity.

Naturally, he didn't think about it as much, Song Zhen showed some embarrassment, and his bronzed face was a little red, which made Ye San even more funny, I really didn't know that these men in their thirties could be so thin-skinned.

Song Zhen said: "My mother has some hysteria, nothing happens on weekdays, and if it is not suitable, she will smash and scold, if he darts are small, that is, the general dart handle of the dart bureau is not less worried, alas, the neighbors know it, and no one wants to enter this door." If the third son can introduce a suitable woman, he can mention it to others, and it is important to find a daughter-in-law to inherit the lineage, but we can't harm others. ”

Ye San was even busier and said: "Don't say that, I really don't have that ability, I may be able to help with other things, I can't do anything about this, men and women love consensual, and they don't care about anything else." ”

Song Zhen said with a smile: "The third prince is reasonable. ”

Ye San was not in a hurry to return to Ye Yao, and kept talking to this dart master.

Song Zhen doesn't look like a simple dart man, although he is reckless, he can also reveal some decency from his speech, and it is the first time he has had such an in-depth conversation after knowing each other for a few days, and Ye San is really a little impressed by this man.

It was after walking so many dozens of miles to the Qingni Post House, there was still half a face left in the sun, hiding halfway up the mountainside, the two chatted all the way without saying a word, and the night three watches didn't believe that Song Zhen was so honest on the surface.

Approaching the third-level post house, this honest and honest man is not honest, but the man who is absolutely honest and honest is going to start working again, and the night three more hugged his fists and confessed, and began to check and count the goods one by one from back to front, from the oilcloth to the hemp rope fastening, the reins are firmly worn out on the horse's shoe, he is only a standby in this team's tasks, and there are other dart masters who are responsible for these affairs with their subordinates, but Song Zhen is really idle, busy before and after.

Whether it is emotional intelligence or open-mindedness, this is not related to Song Zhen, who opened his mouth just now to ask for his daughter-in-law.

……

Outside the city of Chang'an in Xi'an, go to one hundred and fifty miles in the east and west, north and south, there are eight three-level post houses, in all directions, Qingni Station is one of them.

The stationmaster of the third-level post house is different from the second-level post station and the first-level shop, which has an official rank, a nine-grade petty official, regardless of the civil and military system, similar to the main book in the official uniform yamen, the position is low, the responsibility is not low, and there is not a lot of oil and water. The post house is the largest transit hub in Fangyuan Pepsi, and the daily ushering in and sending is not comparable to the post shop, but where some small means are used, only three meals a day are made from the hands of these high-ranking officials and dignitaries of the three religions and nine streams.

When the stationmaster of the post house appeared in front of the team of the Hezimen Dart Bureau with a big belly, anyone could see the abundance of oil and water in this place.

Each does its own thing, He Jinsuo, the head of the dart door, paid the deposit and followed the post house guy to leave, and the next dart master should do what to do, in an orderly manner.

Ye San, who never treats himself badly when he goes out, naturally wants to choose an upper room, but he never thought that when he followed his buddy to find a room, Jiang Zhongli, who dropped his bookbag, entered the first-class room next door.

seems to be more indicative of the relationship between this person and the Jiang family, which is a rich and rival country.

Poor students, poor students, who don't know the truth of the noble son of the poor family, how many families for their children have a good life, whether it is a declining scholar, or a businessman with a lot of wealth, they will deliberately create a relatively not advantageous conditions, some big families will even send their children to some mountain monasteries and Taoist temples where the traffic is very inconvenient, and let them accept the coarse tea and light rice to live, so as to play a role in motivating and working hard.

Jiangzhong carp is so big-hearted, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the behavior taught by the Guanzhong giant's family.

Maybe there's something shady going on.

Ye San, who has experienced some things for more than a month, is already a little grassy and woody, and now he is unconsciously vigilant, in his mind, there are such disguised masters as Jiugong Yan and General Ling, and it is very simple to change his appearance to approach him.

It's no wonder he's like this, after all, this time is different from the past, and Ye San can't guarantee whether he will have a chance of winning against those Fuying people who are more powerful in single-handedness, and even whether he can survive.

After settling down in the night, he went downstairs to retrieve the long knife that was now very piercing and hidden in the goods, naturally he was afraid of attracting attention and causing unnecessary trouble.

Before entering the backyard, I saw a dart master in the He Zimen Dart Bureau with two executioners carefully checking the goods.

It's all wood, for fear of being damp and moldy, and there is a light rain from time to time these days.

Ye Sangen, who greeted him out of politeness, turned around and left after he appeared, without saying a word, and Ye Sangen, who didn't know what the reason was, was puzzled, and just took his blade and left.

It's just that I never imagined that on the top of the moon, there were only a few groups of business travelers on the first floor who were drinking idle wine to drive away the fatigue of the day, and the backyard of the Qingni Post House was full of fire, and people were neighing on their horses.

Naturally, there was no rest, and Ye San, who was still trying to restore the qi in his body with the Taoist Tuna method, was even more startled, and he had been suspicious for a few days and hurried to call Ye Yao, and only relieved himself after hearing the reply.

Pushing open the window to see, it was a fire in the hay shed, whether it was the duty in the post house or many merchants, panicked to carry water to put out the fire.

Naturally, Ye Sangen, who would not go down to help at this time, was also afraid that someone would really make a move on his sister and brother, so he just watched upstairs.

It's just as far as the eye can see, next to the carriages of the Hezimen Dart Bureau, there are a few people sneaky, turning over the boxes and turning over the boxes and not knowing what to find, the covered oilcloth has been lifted aside, the tied hemp rope has also been untied, and the peach tree logs have rolled to the ground.

It's just in the corner, and it can't attract the attention of everyone who only cares about fighting fires.

But it was overlooking the courtyard and had a panoramic view of the night.

Under the light of the fire, it is clear that it is the dart master and the executioner he met when he took the knife.

Are you afraid of anything, is it so evil?

Is this going to be a mess again?