Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Sword of the Flowing Ink

In a study full of the smell of books, the worm sat at the table, grinding slowly, then began to write, after writing, grabbed the snow-white carrier pigeon that was parked by the window, tied the note to its leg, and then threw it with one hand, and the carrier pigeon immediately took off into the air, spread its wings and flew into the distance.

Walking out of the room, Xiao Yueming walked downstairs, and as soon as he walked to the stairs, he saw that Er Mazi was wearing his usual work clothes, wearing a dirty apron full of vegetable leaves.

Seeing Xiao Yueming, Er Mazi gasped, and said in a somewhat stammering tone: "Xiao, Xiao Gongzi, the two big men who went upstairs with you yesterday are here." "

"Yesterday together, we went upstairs?" Xiao Yueming stood on the steps, and after thinking for a while, he thought of who was coming.

Looking at Er Mazi's nervous expression, Xiao Yueming shook his head, patted Er Mazi's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Brother Ma, you can't do this, you are the one who wants to go through the rivers and lakes with me, how can you encounter such a trivial matter, you panicked and lost your sense of proportion, people in this world, regardless of whether you are high or low, if you think that you are inferior, then it is really so." "

"Ermazi understood. "

Er Mazi nodded firmly, what Xiao Yueming said, Er Mazi had never thought so much before, he was just a restaurant boy, and his status was a little higher than that beggar.

Seeing that Er Mazi understood what he said, Xiao Yueming nodded with a smile and walked downstairs.

As soon as I got downstairs, I saw that Qianshen and Qianfeng Yu were sitting on the wooden bench on the first floor, and Xian Lao was standing beside Qianshen as always.

Walking quickly, Xiao Yueming saluted to the two: "I've seen Brother Qian, Brother Fengyu." "

The two of them also smiled and got up to salute in return, and the dive fell behind him with one hand, with a shallow smile on his handsome face: "Brother Xiao, I really couldn't accompany each other yesterday, and I asked the coachman today, and I came to disturb him, I wonder if Brother Xiao has time?"

"Yes, there is a lantern riddle today, and if you can guess it, you may win a lot of good things. "

Qian Fengyu's voice was hearty, and he continued to speak.

Xiao Yueming smiled indifferently and quipped: "Naturally, there is time in the next place, but with the status of Brother Feng Yu, could it be that this lantern riddle reward is extremely rare?"

Scratching his head, Qian Fengyu's expression was a little embarrassed: "It's just some worthless gadgets, in previous years, I would guess this riddle every time, but I never got a reward, this year, with the sixth brother and Brother Xiao as companions, I will definitely be able to win the first prize in one fell swoop." "

Xiao Yueming thought about it for a while, and then said, "I wonder if I can bring a friend with me?"

Hearing this, Qianyu said with a smile: "Brother Xiao said that he laughed, naturally he can, Brother Xiao's friend is our friend, just call him here." "

After saluting, he turned and went upstairs to his room.

"Wow"

Knocking on the door, Xiao Yueming couldn't help but feel a little helpless, this time she had to knock on the door of her room, which was really funny.

As soon as the knock on the door fell, Su Lan opened the door, looked at Xiao Yueming who was standing in front of the door, and asked aloud, "Brother Xiao, do you have something to look for me?"

"Brother Su, there is a lantern riddle event today, can you go together?"

"Lantern riddles?" Su Lan's eyes flowed, she had heard others say that she guessed the lantern riddles, but she couldn't catch up, and when she heard Xiao Yueming talk about it, she became interested.

"Okay, you wait for me for a moment. "

After saying that, Su Lan quickly closed the door, swallowed the last bun left on the table, chewed it twice, felt the tender and delicious meat bun, and bent her eyes into crescents, revealing a happy color.

After a while, Su Lan walked out of the door and said calmly, "Let's go." "

Looking at the soup sticking to Su Lan's fake beard, Xiao Yueming couldn't hold back a smile and reminded: "Brother Su, I just finished breakfast, but I forgot to wipe my mouth?"

When Su Lan heard this, she quickly turned her head and touched her mouth a few times, and then she didn't make a sound, and walked downstairs by herself, and Xiao Yueming had no choice but to follow behind Su Lan.

Downstairs, the two of them hugged each other's fists and saluted, just as Su Lan finished introducing him, Xiao Yueming continued the conversation and sighed softly: "You may not know that the fate of my Su brother is actually extremely bumpy." "

When the two of them heard this, they also couldn't understand what Xiao Yueming meant.

Su Lan stood beside Xiao Yueming, her body stiffened, and she felt a malice, like a tide rolling towards her.

Shaking his head, Xiao Yueming told the story made up by Su Lan in an extremely sad tone, and it can be said that the story was full of emotion and eloquence.

Qianluo was already deeply hurt, and at this time, knowing that Su Lan also had such a miserable past, he couldn't help but feel good, and began to sincerely persuade Su Lan, maybe this is the so-called sympathy for the same fate.

Su Lan could only look sad and nodded in agreement from time to time, but in her heart, Xiao Yueming had already been cut by a thousand knives and put on the oil pot a hundred times.

The three of them got into a carriage and walked all the way to Yongan Street, where the lantern riddle was held.

After a while, the horse slowly stopped, Su Lan was the first to get out of the carriage, Su Lan was listening to the affectionate enlightenment of the submerged meteor all the way, it can be said that he had a splitting headache, and at the same time, his hatred for Xiao Yueming also deepened, standing on the wide street, Su Lan exhaled deeply, and the buzzing head was relieved a little.

When you get out of the car, you will be greeted by a lively crowd of vendors shouting loudly, and then look down the street, and you can see rows of bright red lanterns on both sides of the crowded street.

Qian Fengyu stepped out of the carriage, looked around left and right, really looking for something, and after a pause, Qian Fengyu walked through the crowd and walked towards a stall.

Seeing this, everyone also followed behind him, approached the stall, only to find that this was a mask vendor, with masks of various styles placed on the shelves one person high, and several children wearing masks around them, chasing and playing with each other.

Picked up a mask shaped like a feather casually, and Qian Fengyu put it on his face, Su Lan saw this, and asked a little puzzled: "Brother Fengyu, why do you want to wear a mask?"

After adjusting the mask to a comfortable position, Qian Fengyu explained: "In previous years, when I came to this lantern riddle club, I was always recognized, no matter what answer I said to this lantern riddle, the boss would always give me the reward, so that I would lose the fun of guessing the lantern riddle, so I put on this mask, and no one would recognize me anymore." "

"Sixth brother, Brother Xiao, the two of you have also shown your faces in the White Moon Society, why don't you buy a mask to wear, especially Brother Xiao, this is all famous, called Liumo Qingyuan Sword, doesn't Brother Xiao know yet?"

When Xiao Yueming heard this, she couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and sighed secretly in her heart:

"It seems that the effect of this White Moon Club is very powerful, no wonder there are so many literati and warriors rushing to go, just to come up with a limelight, the Flowing Ink Qingyuan Sword, presumably it is a combination of the Qingyuan Sword and the Falling Rain Flowing Ink Map, but this name is also good-sounding, with a scholarly atmosphere. "