State Pastoral Office.

A handsome middle-aged, white-faced, long-bearded man sits in front of a bookcase.

He looked down at the article on the bookcase, the corners of his mouth slightly curled, perhaps remembering the past.

He stood up and looked away from the bookcase: "Zhou Dagu, where is it now?" ”

Someone heard outside the door.

"My lord, Cai County came to report, he just left Cai County this morning, three people and two carriages, and they will arrive at Fengming Valley at noon!"

"Fengming Valley?" Du Zhoumu turned to look at the map of Xiangzhou behind him: "Then it's in the afternoon!" ”

"Yes, sir. One more thing! Qingxue Mansion Lu Tongju once sent someone to deal with Zhou Dagu, and his subordinates found out that he received an order from Kyoto's Left Prime Minister's Mansion! I suspect that they also know the news that Zhou Dagu is coming to Fuxue, and their subordinates are afraid that they will do it halfway! ”

Du Zhoumu nodded: "Last night, the Qingxue Mansion County Government changed its guard, and it seems that two prisoners died violently?" ”

"The subordinates have found out, a man and a woman, a husband and wife Jiang Yang thief, both of them are martial artists of the four grades and one realm!"

"Four products and one realm?" There was a long silence in the study.

Du Zhoumu pushed open the door of the study and walked out of the study: "Then don't worry about it, he can break out of the Two Realms Mountain as a weak scholar, how can he not have some means!" ”

Outside the study, the waiting old man stepped forward: "My lord, that can be four grades and one realm, Confucianism is always one step behind other realms in battle, I'm afraid there will be changes!" ”

"If he can't go to Xiangzhou, don't talk about supporting the heavy responsibility I want to give him!"

Du Zhoumu looked at the mountains of the two realms: "Fighting, there will always be death, this person can be him or ...... It's me! ”

…………

General Judgment House.

A fast horse galloped out the back door.

Lu Tongju put his hands together and looked at the horses in the distance with his waist straight: "You say, can he take it?" ”

Zhang Xuezheng's head arched on the ground: "My lord, he is already in the government prison, we can fish out the highest realm!" ”

"Besides, Zhou Dagu is a scholar, he entered the country early, but the scholar attacked with poetry, he had to have time to write, there was only one martial artist who had not entered the country by his side, and there was a little girl, and he was two realms higher than him, he was dead!"

Lu Tongju snorted coldly, and his shoulders shook up and down: "Hopefully, it can be like this!" ”

"I'm really reluctant to kill you!"

Zhang Xuezheng listened to his words, and his head seemed to be glued to the ground.

"Take a good look at that woman, don't let her do bad things!" Lu Tong was gone, and the smile on his face was as warm as spring.

It's just that the spring night when the sun is setting is very cold, so cold that Zhang Xuezheng shiveres unconsciously.

His forehead was pressed against the ground, his head was turned in a circle, and his eyes were looking at the room behind him.

Staring straight into the room.

"There can't be any more problems, if there is another problem, I'm afraid my life will really be gone! Let's keep this dog's life and be prime minister! ”

…………

Outside Qingxue Mansion.

Qingxue Mansion is the largest city in the vicinity, and before dawn, there is already a long queue at the door.

The vendors pushed the carts and prepared to give themselves many days of hard work at the door and sell a good price.

They gathered together, their faces bitter or yearning.

The knight who traveled far away, put away the blade, and hurt people in Qingxue Mansion will be arrested and put in prison.

These rangers travel in groups of three or five, or alone.

There is a large inn at the gate of the city, and the bun cage at the entrance of the inn exudes an attractive aroma.

It's just that the hawkers are reluctant to pay, and most of the people sitting at the tables are pretending to be arrogant.

Several of them sat together, the old trick, they fought when they were full, and took the opportunity to escape the order.

This place is also the place with the most extensive sources outside Qingxue Mansion, and the rangers from all over the world have no door on their mouths, what they want to say, in their hearts, they are the boss, and the second in the court.

Often, there are good stories told by rangers, which attract merchants next to them to ask for a meal.

As soon as the bun fell, the cage was empty, and a few well-fed rangers were looking left and right and blowing.

"Hmm...... Do you know recently, who is the most famous in our Xiangzhou? ”

"Who's?"

"I know, that scholar in Cai County, he didn't write a few poems about Mingzhou Dafu, I could hear her last time I went to the thatched house."

The beggar who was squatting on the side of the road with a gray face and a fair face opened his eyes instantly when he heard the two words of Cai County scholar.

She ignored the two couples pulling behind her, and moved her ass to listen to the ranger's bragging.

The ranger pointed to the big tree in the distance: "Do you see it?" It's such a big book, that Zhou Langjun, as soon as he vomited the poems, in a moment, he fell to the ground angrily! ”

"That's the word! It's like a seed! Sprouted between the bluestone slabs, talent fell from the paper, guess what? ”

The ranger said halfway, tightened his mouth, and there was a knowledgeable son, and waved his big hand: "Say yours!" ”

In mid-air, snow-white silver streaked across and landed in a bowl of vinegar.

The heroic ranger didn't care about the oiliness on the silver, his hands passed, his eyes widened, and the silver was stuffed into his arms: "Thank you, please!" ”

"I'll tell you then, at that time, I just passed through Cai County, and I saw Cai County test, this group of people is sloppy, we love to watch the excitement!"

"The scholar who guarded the door didn't let Zhou Langjun enter the door under the pretext of desertion, and Zhou Langjun spit out."

"I once promised to be the first class in the world!"

The crowd was noisy, and the boy who lost the money raised his head and looked at the early morning rain and dew.

The beggar squatting on the ground, the eyes of the moon blinked, remembering the young man at that time.

The rangers around slapped the table and drew their knives.

"Okay! It's really heroic, don't we learn martial arts to earn a first-rate! ”

"One day, the wooden sword in Lao Tzu's hand will also be inserted into the first brand in the world in the capital!"

The ranger was excited, and quickly quieted down.

Standing that storyteller, chirp, chirp.

"I'm not afraid of your scolding, we are just a stinky martial artist, I haven't gone to school, but this sentence, I really listened to my heart, at that time, we felt that our blood was churning, almost like the head of a leopard who killed people in the prison the day before yesterday, breaking through among 10,000 people!"

"But, no matter how talented Zhou Langjun is a poet, he is just a citizen! How can the people fight the officials! Let his talent go through the sky, he just can't get in this county school! ”

"What can he do!"

"This bow is two more sentences."

"How do you know that the years have passed, and so far there is no fame and fortune! Alas! ”

The wooden sword ranger, who was still excited just now, lowered his head.

With a scar on his face, the vicious ranger raised his head: "Hahaha!" Nothing? This surnamed Zhou has an appetite for us! ”

The beggar squatting on the ground looked back in the direction of Cai County, and she remembered that night.

The young man who bowed his head, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he opened slightly: "It's just that I don't dare to look at Guanyin from now on!" ”

Her heart skipped a beat, and she was sad.

Why, the way of the world always does not give people a way to live?

A smart man like him shouldn't always be scarred.

"It's open! The gates of the city have been opened! Get on board! ”

"The door is open!"

The gate opened, and the people around them ran to the city gate.

A fast horse came out of the gate, and the crouching little beggar looked up, and she could smell something different from the man on the horse.

This taste is pure, pure evil!

"Alas! It's over! The storyteller packed up his things and prepared to enter the city, but was pulled by the little beggar on the ground: "Big brother, what happened to Langjun that week!" ”

These days, Bai Huahong only cares about running for her life, and doesn't care about anything else.

finally heard the news of Zhou Dagu, and naturally wanted to know, what is the prodigal scholar like now......

Have you been bullied!

Do you have...... Bullying is being!