Chapter 64: The Woman of Jiyue Tower

No matter how turbulent Kyoto is, Xu Liangsheng's daily chopping firewood is untouchable, but he just carries a spear that is higher than his body to chop wood, which is really strange to outsiders.

Fortunately, this courtyard is deep in the palace, there have been no outsiders, and Rose has never made fun of Xu Liangsheng, but every time she thinks about where to throw these firewoods, the palace has always burned coal.

"Wow!", Xu Liangsheng completely split the last piece of firewood in half, and the split incision was very smooth, and it would not be pricked if he started directly.

Xu Liangsheng put down the peach blossoms, sat on the stone chair in the courtyard, took a sip of tea, and muttered: "Finally, it's over!" After speaking, he went back to the house to rest.

In fact, after so many days of chopping wood, Xu Liangsheng has long been not to the point of exhaustion, and even has spare strength, but Xu Liangsheng really can't muster up the energy to continue practicing. In fact, I don't blame Xu Liangsheng for being lazy, this chopping wood is really boring, and after a few hours, no one can be interested.

Regarding Xu Liangsheng's slightly lazy performance, the old man in red has not been harsh recently, but every time Xu Liangsheng returns to the door, a look of disappointment will appear on his face.

In the eyes of the old man in red, there is absolutely no shortcut to martial arts cultivation, especially for a person like Xu Liangsheng who is weak in talent and has poor roots, except for putting in more effort than others, otherwise there will be no future in this life.

Thinking of Xu Liangsheng's enemy's cultivation, the old man in red had a headache, in fact, no matter who he was, when he talked to Xu Liangsheng about the unicorn, he was more or less cover-up, just because he was afraid that Xu Liangsheng would no longer have the fighting spirit and would be slumped from then on.

Now it seems that if Xu Liangsheng wants to cut off the head of the enemy with his own hands, it is tantamount to climbing to the sky on foot, and if he himself does not work hard enough, I am afraid that there is no hope in this life.

But as Xu Liangsheng's master, the old man in red didn't want to say anything, and he didn't want to say anything. He accepted Xu Liangsheng as an apprentice just for a cause and effect of the year, and it was not a matter of interest, not to the point of digging out his heart and lungs for Xu Liangsheng, he Wang Xuance has been playing Hongchen for forty years, when did he worry about a junior?

Out of the courtyard, out of the palace, the old man in red pondered that today to go out for a walk, I heard that there is a new stall selling osmanthus cake in the north of the city, the stall owner is a young widow, born very handsome, a hand of osmanthus cake is very good, it is said that all the general's mansions in Xiliang have placed orders.

With his hands on his back, the old man in red walked slowly north.

It was wartime, and the market was far less prosperous than usual, and both the small traders and vendors who sold things and the customers and tourists who bought things were women, children, and children.

"Xiliang's foundation is almost dry!" The old man in red sighed, and the Xiliang in the world of the secret iron cavalry armor finally reached the time when it was not available.

"It's no wonder that the prince can't wait to rebel!" Suddenly, a familiar voice came out behind the old man in red, and the old man in red looked back and saw that this person was dressed in white, it was Xu Liangsheng.

"Why don't you go to rest, but sneak with the teacher?" The old man in red laughed, and when he saw Xu Liangsheng's strange look, his old face couldn't help but blush.

According to his cultivation, he had already discovered that there was someone behind him, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

The old man in red changed his words and sighed: "Those who fight for life and death, in the end, it is not the people who suffer?"

Xu Liangsheng stepped forward and said with a smile: "Master's words are biased, it is the people of the Central Plains who have suffered, and Jiangnan has not suffered a single hoof disaster for thousands of years!"

Smacking his lips, the old man in red smiled and said, "Why do you have a faint sour taste when you say this?

Lowering his head slightly, Xu Liangsheng said: "They are all weak scholars, according to Xiaosheng, Xiliang has 30,000 iron horses, and the huge Jiangnan can all be under the rule!"

The old man in red shook his head and said: "This Jiangnan, I have never been martial arts, so it is easy to collect, but this Jiangnan people, it is not easy to manage, they are all readers, the bones of scholars, I have experienced it when I was young, and it is very hard!"

Xu Liangsheng's head was lowered, and his voice was small but very firm: "The temperament of Jiangnan scholars has long been dispersed with the advent of the prosperous era, and now, the bones of Jiangnan scholars are very soft!"

Squinting his eyes, the old man in red said pointedly: "Then what do you think, are the bones of your kid, a Jiangnan scholar, hard or soft?"

Xu Liangsheng raised his head violently, and said with a straight face: "Xiaosheng himself can't say it, in ancient and modern moral articles, people like Xiaosheng have no bones, but in the legends of opera in the world, Xiaosheng is a hard bone!"

Waving his hand, the old man in red smiled and said, "Don't make jokes with the old man, it's you who asks for the teacher, but you don't ask outsiders for comments." ”

Xu Liangsheng rubbed his chin, was silent for a long time, and slowly spoke: "It's quite soft." ”

The old man in red didn't continue to ask, pulled Xu Liangsheng and laughed: "Let's go, first go with the teacher to taste the osmanthus cake in the north of the city, I heard that it is the authentic taste of Jiangnan, I went to the teacher a few times when I was young, but I have long forgotten what the osmanthus cake tastes, you go and taste it, if it is not authentic, hehe, the teacher will snatch the little widow to you as a concubine today!"

Xu Liangsheng, who had not yet woken up in his thoughts, nodded subconsciously.

Instead, Xu Liangsheng woke up violently, and before he could say anything, the old man in red had already dragged Xu Liangsheng and flew directly to the north of the city, attracting the eyes of the people.

What a red coat skimming white.

The old gentleman was violent in the street.

The young man swore to die.

No matter how the officials on the street arranged, the two of them had already come to the north of the city at this time, and the old man in red asked passers-by to know where those stalls were, so he hurriedly took Xu Liangsheng there.

At this time, although it was not too late, it was almost dusk, and the old man in red finally found the stall, and the people were already cleaning up the shop.

The old man in red stepped forward and asked tentatively, "Is this ...... Can you not be in a hurry to close the stall, the old man came from the south of the city, but it took a lot of time!"

The little widow raised her head and said apologetically, "My husband has worked hard, and the little lady thank you for taking care of the business." As he spoke, he owed himself and apologized to the two.

Then the little widow said with a difficult face: "Uncle, it's not that the little woman doesn't sell you, it's just that today's osmanthus cake has been sold out, that is, there is no stall, and there is no osmanthus cake to sell." ”

The old man in red wrinkled his eyebrows and asked, "Isn't your osmanthus cake freshly made?"

The little widow bowed and replied: "My husband doesn't know, my osmanthus cake is an authentic Jiangnan taste, and the craftsmanship is a little complicated, and it is all made to sell at the stall." ”

Nodding, the old man in red sighed towards Xu Liangsheng and said, "It's a pity, I can't eat it today!"

Xu Liangsheng didn't say anything, he didn't care about food, and he was forced to come over by the old man in red, so he really couldn't raise any interest.

As soon as the two of them were about to leave, several women dressed in yellow Qiluo came over, and the one at the head said in a loud voice: "That little widow, my young lady bought thirty pieces of osmanthus cake from your family yesterday, this is silver money, and if you dare to mutter about my young lady's gossip, I have to sell it to you in the kiln!"

Xu Liangsheng and the others frowned slightly when they heard such domineering words, and then they heard the little widow laugh miserably: "The little woman doesn't dare to gossip about nobles, but this silver money can be given more, too little, this ...... It's not the price of two osmanthus cakes. ”

Xu Liangsheng took a closer look and found that the man had only given a few copper plates!

Osmanthus cake is complicated to make, the price is not low, how to make a copper plate for a piece of osmanthus cake, otherwise it is a loss-making transaction!

But Xu Liangsheng still stood in place and didn't move, he was not a kind-hearted master, he had never done such a thing in his life when he saw injustice.

The old man in red didn't say much, but unlike Xu Liangsheng's thoughtful appearance, the old man in red stretched his brows in an instant, standing aside and smiling, looking like watching a play.

After the little widow finished speaking, the leading woman pouted and sneered: "Yesterday, my young lady was interested, and took thirty pieces of osmanthus cake from you, but after eating a few pieces last night, she had a stomach trouble, and cried for the housewife for half a night.

The little widow trembled and did not dare to say any more, and the woman in the lead glanced at her with malice.

Xu Liangsheng asked in a low voice on the side: "It is always said that the people of Xiliang are fierce, and Xiaosheng has never experienced it, but when I look at it today, women are still like this!"

Although Xu Liangsheng's voice was low, it also made the woman listen to everything.

The woman glanced at Xu Liangsheng and said sarcastically: "Look at your appearance, you don't lack arms or legs, it's just wartime, you don't go to the army?

Xu Liangsheng's face was slightly stunned, and he was about to explain, but he gave up, what did he have to do with her?

Several entourage women also looked at Xu Liangsheng with disgust.

Indeed, according to Xu Liangsheng's age, as long as there is no disability, they are all in the military, even if there are cowards who dare not go to the battlefield, they all hide at home and dare not go to the street, for fear of being ridiculed, and like Xu Liangsheng appeared in the market in a grand manner, the woman said in her heart that it was the first time she had seen it.

The old man in red laughed, touched Xu Liangsheng with his elbow, and said, "Apprentice, why did you fall on your tongue, and argue with her for a moment or two, cheering for you on the side of the teacher, this girl, who is your young lady?"

The woman straightened her waist and said, "My young lady is the Oiran of Xunmei Building!"

Xu Liangsheng twisted his eyebrows, and subconsciously said, "Skin and meat business?"

In an instant, the weather seemed to be a little colder, and the woman gritted her teeth and said, "What did you say?"

Xu Liangsheng saw a short dagger appear in the woman's hand at some point.

It's the same as Mo Bai's short dagger!

Jiyue Tower Killer!