Gu Shiwei held the umbrella obliquely and walked out of the gate of the Gu Mansion.

Stepping on the boots of new mud, leaving one shallow footprint after another in front of the porch.

Gu Lou saw her in the rain by the door frame, and there was a cry in her voice.

"The old slave went there to look for you, but he didn't find you. If you can't twist your arms around your thighs, why do you know that there are tigers in the mountains and prefer to go to the tiger mountains? ”

Gu Shiwei's footsteps paused slightly.

"The sword has been in the sheath for a long time, and it is easy to rust if it is not pulled out. If there is a tiger in the mountain, the tiger will be beaten, and if there is a dragon in the sea, the dragon will be slain......"

"Uncle Lou is old, it's better to go back to Yuezhou as soon as possible to enjoy his old age."

She said, without looking back, holding her umbrella and heading east.

In the next three years, Bianjing City seems to have changed a lot, and it seems that nothing has changed.

For example, Han Chunlou in the alley in the east has always been open.

Even when you enter the door, you can see the window position, and the chubby Qi official is still sitting.

He came every day, and every time he ordered a plate of square cakes, accompanied by a pot of Biluochun.

Mother loves to listen to Mr. Zhu here, but the Gu family has big rules, and the three of them have never caught up with the opening.

At that time, my father and mother were in front of you, and I was in front of her, and she was trotting behind angrily, holding a sword that was almost as tall as hers.

Gu Shiwei leaned the dripping umbrella in front of the door, and happened to find the last empty seat.

As soon as she sat down, Mr. Zhu began to play the board.

"What's new in Bianjing City, I wish my family if I know it. Last time, we talked about the first fierce sword, and now let's talk about the first gram person. ”

The curious person opened his throat and asked, "I didn't come yesterday, what is the first murderous sword?" ”

Mr. Zhu shook his head and smiled, "Evergreen Valley Gu Yu led the killing through Huangquan Road, and the mass grave girl Jun has a sword and ten thousand bones...... It is rumored that the sword came from Izumo Kensho, formerly known as Changming, and was recognized as the number one fierce sword in the rivers and lakes. ”

"Have you heard of the Suzhou Canglang Shanhong case recently? It is rumored that the first fierce sword has reappeared. ”

Gu Shiwei looked at Mr. Zhu on the high platform with some astonishment, she didn't expect that one day she would hear the sword name "Changming" from the storyteller.

As if feeling her gaze, Mr. Zhu bowed his head slightly.

She beckoned to Dr. Cha, "A plate of almond cake, with sweet jujube tea, and more sugar, I'm not afraid of getting tired." ”

Dr. Tea retreated, and Mr. Zhu took the case again and continued to say "the first gram person".

"These parents, husband and wife, and children, when it comes and goes, there are only a handful of people who have been defeated, which is not unusual."

"The one we are talking about today, he has decided on three family affairs in a row, and he has exhausted the three wives and clans...... The punishment of others depends on the mandate of heaven, and what we want to say about Han Xiaoyan, he does not rely on the sky or the earth, but relies on the power of Yushi's mouth! ”

"If you want to talk about this Han Xiaoyanei, let's start with the "stinky Maoshi" Guan Zheng Qingguan Imperial History of the famous Beijing Division......"

"Guan Yu Shi Goulan Washe roll call, scolded all the greedy people in the court, and achieved iron fame in the first war. Han Xiaoya's inner respect for the teacher, as a closed disciple of Guan Zhengqing, is naturally better than the blue......"

A violent cough sounded behind him, and Gu Shiwei turned his head a little unhappily, only to see a young man dressed as a small guy covering his mouth, his face flushed, and he almost held back tears.

In front of him, sat a little Langjun in a cyan robe, holding chopsticks in his hand, about to send a piece of osmanthus cake to his mouth.

On the top of the osmanthus cake, a new layer of white sugar was sprinkled, which looked very sweet.

Seeing that Gu Shiwei turned around, Na Langjun put the pastry back on the plate, and nodded at her embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, the family is unruly, and I disturbed the little lady." But there is a reason for it, after all, I am Han Xiaoyanei of the Lianke clan in the storyteller's mouth, and he was a little scared when he sounded. ”

He looked calm, and his face was thicker than Su Di, as if he wasn't talking about himself at all.

Gu Shiwei knew about the "three clans of Lianke" that the storyteller said.

Han Shiyan was born in a wealthy family, and his mother was the sister of a compatriot of the official family.

But this person did the opposite, studied hard since he was a child, worshipped Guan Zhengqing as his teacher, and was determined to be an upright minister who died by hitting a pillar.

After winning the Jinshi, he went directly to the Yushi Terrace, went up to the royal family, and played the small people, that is, the dog at the gate of the city poured a soak of urine, and he had to admonish a few points, ranking first in the list of nasty ghosts in Bianjing.

Seeing that he hated cats and dogs, the princess told him a family affair, but a month later, the family went directly to prison for corruption...... Then came the second, the third......

This incident has become a big news in Bianjing City, and she has heard of it in Suzhou before.

Gu Shiwei raised his eyebrows, thought about it, and said, "It's just a trivial matter, Han Yushi doesn't have to take it to heart." When the storyteller said that my sword was fierce, I also wanted to cough, but I was reluctant to dirty the sweetened jujube tea......"

She said, her eyes looked at the white sugar osmanthus cake in front of Han Yushi, "How does it taste like that?" ”

Han Shiyan looked down and looked at the sword on Gu Shiwei's waist.

He picked up the osmanthus cake and put it in front of Gu Shiwei, and then sat down directly on the empty seat beside her.

"Han Chunlou's osmanthus cake is soft and glutinous, not sticky to the teeth, and the osmanthus flavor is strong. It's just too light, and it's just right to add a layer of sugar, and I haven't eaten it yet. If you don't dislike it, it's better to try it. ”

Gu Shiwei hooked the corners of his mouth, and unceremoniously picked up the chopsticks and clamped a piece.

"Does Han Yushi recognize me?"

Han Shiyan looked at the thin girl in front of her, her face was pale, her body was as thin as a piece of paper, and she felt that if he punched down, she would be punched out of a hole.

Although she could kill him with a single finger, Han Shiyan still felt that such a person should not be in a place like the Imperial City Division, she should lie on the sickbed in the Peace Hall.

He thought about it and lowered his voice, "You are doing things for Zhang Chunting, that is seeking skin with the tiger!" ”

Gu Shiwei unceremoniously ate the second piece of osmanthus cake sprinkled with sugar, "I don't like it very much to seek skin with tigers, why don't you change it to a fox and fake tiger?" ”

Han Shiyan was stunned, and asked with a wooden face, "I heard that there is an account book in the Canglang Shanhong case, is it in the hands of the Imperial City Division?" ”

Gu Shiwei raised his eyebrows, and looked at Han Shiyan with a smile in his eyes, it seemed that he didn't know that this Han Chunlou didn't have to stay.

She thought, patting the sugar residue on her hand and wiping her hand with a handkerchief, "Why don't you guess?" ”

She stood up as she spoke, and pointed to the red date tea with sugar on the table, "My tea doesn't have an entrance, if Han Yushi doesn't dislike it, please drink it." ”

"Canglang Mountain is the business of our Imperial City Division, and the Dali Temple of the Criminal Department has not interfered, Yushitai had better take care of his own hands and don't cross the line!"

Mr. Zhu on the stage was still spitting and talking, but Gu Shiwei didn't continue to listen, she walked to the door and threw a piece of broken silver to the tea doctor who served her tea, "Thank you for leaving a good place for me, I also like to listen to the story Mr. Zhu said." ”

Dr. Nacha smiled, bent down, and waited for Gu Shiwei to walk away before straightening up.

Gu Shiwei held an umbrella and turned into a small alley, there was already a person waiting for her, she didn't stop, and lowered her voice and said, "Go and keep an eye on Guan Zhengqing." ”

The man nodded, and with a flash of footsteps, he disappeared into the rain.