Pick up the wine cup and clink glasses three times.

After a few glasses of wine, Wang Youling felt that not only did his body become hot, but his words also became more.

But when he thought of the affairs of the court, he always felt a sense of grievance, feeling that there was no hope in this world, and his face showed a faint disappointment.

Sun Sicheng and Ge Fuzi were talking happily, turned their heads and saw Wang Youling's disappointed expression, so he said: "If you have anything to say, don't hold it in your heart, just say it." Besides, Ge Fuzi and I have been friends for many years, and we are not outsiders. ”

Wang Youling held the wine cup, sighed, and said, "It's hard to say. With that, he poured a full glass of wine into the roar.

Sun Sicheng shook the wine cup and waited for the following.

Wang Youling then said: "Over the years, Master Sun has taken good care of me, and I have always been grateful. The students were ashamed that they did not visit once during the New Year's holidays, and they were very uneasy. ”

Sun Sicheng spoke, "I know your situation very well. In front of me, there is no need to say these polite words. Then he turned his head and introduced to Ge Lao, "Although this kid's temper is stinky and hard, he is an upright person. I don't know how to bend my mind, and I don't know how to talk to others. I don't understand what kind of strength he can rely on to climb from the feudal town to the capital step by step in such a world. ”

Ge Fuzi smiled, "Then it must be a noble person to help you, or to be appreciated by a Bole like you, otherwise, how could you climb up?"

Sun Sicheng sighed in shame, then turned his head and asked, "Then why did you think of coming to sit with me today?"

Wang Youling wanted to speak and stopped.

Sun Sicheng looked at Wang Youling's stumbling appearance, and then thought of what happened in the court a while ago, so he asked, "Are you worried that there will be an overreaction from the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Wang Youling smiled when he heard this, "I'm not even afraid of death, why are I still worried about this?"

"You didn't come to me today just to borrow wine to drown your sorrows, right?" Sun Sicheng felt more and more strange, so he said with relief: "Actually, I have been to the Prime Minister's Mansion for you in private and come to apologize. You don't have to worry too much. I just want to remind you that the next is not an example. Otherwise, even I won't be able to protect you. ”

Wang Youling toasted to Sun Sicheng for his support and help over the years.

As for the reaction of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Wang Youling really doesn't care anymore.

Wang Youling was greedy for two more glasses of wine, tears were spicy, and seeing that everyone's figures had become ghosted, he asked vaguely: "Lord Sun, last month's Yulu...... Can you get it first?"

As soon as Wang Youling's words fell, he was drunk and couldn't wake up.

Seeing this, Sun Sicheng scolded with a smile: "This rabbit cub." ”

Where would Sun Sicheng know that this was the resignation wine that Wang Youling came to drink with him. Because he was drunk, he didn't have time to say the rest of the words.

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Although Jian Shuzhi has two gold mountains hidden in his mind, he has no mining tools in his hands, so the progress of martial arts has been very slow. The "Wufu Minutes" emphasizes gradual progress and foundation building, and takes the conventional route. And "Nine Notes on the Book of Swords" attaches great importance to swordsmanship, from the art to the gods.

Jian Shuzhi's reason for choosing "Wufu Minutes" is very simple: because practicing "Nine Notes on the Sword Classic" requires the cooperation of a sharp sword in order to exert the greatest power. Jian Shuzhi has lived until now, and he has never even seen the tip of a sword. Because of the lack of money, he was particularly picky, and even when he passed by the teahouse with a dry mouth, he was reluctant to buy a bowl of tea to drink, so he could only endure it desperately.

He saved money for only one purpose, and that was to buy a weapon that he could use.

According to the method recorded in the "Wufu Minutes", Jian Shuzhi practiced for an hour, sweating profusely and panting.

Observing the progress of these days, there are faint signs of quenching the skin. To polish a body into a King Kong is not bad, it is to take the route of pure body, which conflicts with the martial arts concept of the "Martial Arts Minutes". The "Martial Arts Minutes" believes that the comprehensive ability of martial artists in all aspects should be balanced, and pay attention to both offense and defense. With too much emphasis on both offense and defense, the foundation is not perfect if it is not perfect. Compared with martial artists of the same level, it is already perfect if Zhuji can meet the standards required by the "Martial Arts Minutes".

Jian Shuzhi found a place to sit down and rest, thinking that after practicing for a while, it was time to go back.

Inadvertently, he looked up and found a very strange place.

In this house, which is known as the haunted house, the hall pillars have been quenched and hammered by themselves, and the paint on the top has begun to peel off slowly, gradually revealing the small characters hidden in the bottom of the paint. Jian Shu's eyes were sharp, and he immediately discovered the existence of those words.

He couldn't help but wonder what was written in the words hidden under the paint. I slowly climbed the column with my arms, and when I reached the top, I found that the paint had not been completely peeled off, and some of the fonts were sealed under the paint. The exposed words are extremely thin with a pen, and the pen walks like a knife. Written with this special paint, it will not rot for a long time.

If the paint hadn't peeled off, he wouldn't have discovered the secret hidden inside the pillar.

Jian Shuzhi split his mind in two, and one part of it entered the square pendant hanging around his neck, and his right hand instantly had a sharp knife. He held the pillar in one hand and slowly peeled off the paint with the other. The full text was revealed, presented before his eyes. It reads: Lu Pi, Wufu Lane, Beicheng, thirteen.

What do you mean?

Jian Shuzhi didn't have so much time to think, because if he didn't grasp it firmly, he was about to fall. As soon as he thought about it, he sent the knife and the wood chips that had been cut off along with the words into the probe bag.

After doing this in an instant, his hands slipped, and his body slid off the pillar uncontrollably. The hot pain of grinding on the inner thigh, thanks to these years of tempering, has become rough and thick. Otherwise, you will definitely be bruised.

"Turtle grandson. Jian Shuyi scolded while touching his thigh.

He checked to see if he was hurt, but fortunately, the tools for passing on the family were still there. Although it was all too much, it was worth it.

Wufu Lane in the north of the city is the name of the place, and Lu Pi is the name of the person. According to the hint of this clue, you should go to Wufu Lane in the north of the city to find a person named Lu Bi.

What does this man named Lu Pi have to do with this house? Who covered these words with paint? Who would have lived in this house before? What did you do when you found someone named Lu Bi?

A series of thoughts flashed through Jian Shuzhi's mind. The house was full of oddities, and he was secretly determined to unravel the mystery.

Wufu Lane is located in the north city of Jingshi, which is far away from the south city. It takes a lot of time to go back and forth.

The people of Beicheng are fierce, and they are all soldiers and old fritters who are crawling in the ranks. The rough and violent folk customs of the northern city are in stark contrast to the elegant demeanor of the southern city family.

On the streets of Beicheng, those soldiers in armor always walked in groups of three or five in the middle of the avenue, with heavy swords pinned to their waists. Sometimes, when they were so drunk, they met one or two handsome little ladies passing by, and they were in the street and flirting, and the rude language mixed with whistles and the screams and invectives of the little ladies penetrated into people's eardrums from time to time. Sometimes, several groups of people meet on the street and look at each other unpleasantly, and a cold eye can provoke a group fight. For these things, it is not strange for the people of Beicheng to see a lot.

Jian Shuzhi kept a distance from these people on the road, lest they bump into each other and cause trouble.

Wufu Alley is not easy to find, hidden in a remote location separated from the north gate of the imperial city by several streets. I asked several waves of passers-by in a row to find here.

The alley is very shabby, and on both sides are low houses that look in disrepair. The houses are in tatters and the roads are potholed.

Jian Shuzhi stood in the middle of the alley and looked into the distance, the alley was deep and long. If you want to find the person named Lu Pi, it is estimated that it will take a long time.

Since there is the number thirteen left in the text, let's start with the thirteenth house in this alley.

Jian Shuzhi knocked on the simple firewood door, and a white-haired mother-in-law came out. This mother-in-law is very old, and her cloth clothes are washed and mended, and her hair is bleached. His face was wrinkled, and he was hunched up, half deaf and half dumb.

Jian Shuzhi compared with her for a long time, but he couldn't get the answer he wanted.

The mother-in-law looked at him and opened her toothless mouth to laugh at him.

A passing neighbor heard Jian Shuzhi's question, so he stopped and stopped.

The neighbor told Jian Shuzhi that he had lived in this alley for decades and had never heard of anyone with the name Lu Pi.

Jian Shuzhi was slightly disappointed, and asked the neighbor again, "Is there a person with a nickname named Thirteen in that alley?"

The neighbor lowered his head and recalled, and after thinking about it for a long time, he still shook his head.

Could it be that this is a piece of false information?

If it's a piece of false information, why hide it so secretly?

Since the Wufu Alley recorded in the text can be found in Jingshi, then other information should logically not be false. Perhaps the person mentioned in the text changed his name for fear of being found. This is the most likely.

After Jian Shuzhi thought about it carefully, he told the neighbor to help pay attention, and if there was any news, he could go to Nancheng to find him, and he would be thanked with a lot of money at that time.

After Jian Shuzhi said goodbye to the two, he turned around and left Wufu Lane.

The neighbor looked at Jian Shuzhi's departing back, as if he remembered something, shook his head when the words came to his lips, and said to himself: "There is a workshop named Thirteen, but there is no one named Lu Pi in the Thirteenth Workshop!"

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After Jian Shuzhi returned to the mansion on Changping Street, he first went to visit the fat man. The fat man told him: Wen Wan left a note on the table. When I opened the note, I saw that he was asked to go to the Yuelai Inn in the south of the city.

Isn't Yuelai Inn the place where Qinglu Academy stays? Wen Wan packed her luggage and went back to the inn?

Jian Shuzhi went to the government manager to ask about the situation.

The old steward said that he saw Miss Wen go out early in the morning, and did not see her carrying things.

In this way, Wen Wan didn't go back to the inn to live.

Jian Shuzhi is also concerned about chaos, if Wen Wan plans to go back to the inn, the content of the message will not be like this. He thought about it for a while, could it be that Wen Wan followed Gao Fengxiang and them and discovered a new situation?

Jian Shuzhi felt a little excited, and after thanking the old steward, he ran away.

Seeing this, the steward chased after him with a smile and shouted, "Young Master Jian." Slow down, don't fall!"