Song Lanjiang carried the black toothfish all the way back to his broken brick kiln, he put down the cleaned fish body, Song Lanjiang breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat on his head.

Seeing that the little baby girl was still asleep, he ran out again, his steps looked a little cheerful, and from a distance, he looked like a teenager in Song Lanjiang.

Song Lanjiang has lived in the basket fence area since he was a child, and remembering every dangerous place that should be avoided is the most basic survival skill here.

Years of street life have taught Song Lanjiang that catching prey is the easiest time for hunters to relax, and if one is not careful, the prey will be snatched away and even brought about destruction.

Song Lanjiang controlled his expression to prevent getting into trouble, avoiding the attention of others all the way, while walking through the streets and alleys away from some dangerous areas with many people.

The cautious Song Lanjiang went in and out of the broken brick kiln many times, picked up firewood and branches, fetched the river water, carried back the pebbles in the water, and found all kinds of grass and leaves in the seasoning road, and the preparation of the fish was completed.

Song Lanjiang carefully camouflaged the entrance, opened the fire pit that had been extinguished, sorted out the flue, set up the firewood, and turned out the hidden flint from the dry grass to make a fire, the flint was very precious, when Song Lanjiang used a knife in his hand and a ruthless enough character, and snatched it from the hands of three beggars.

Opening the shabby clothes wrapped in the fish and rubbing his hands, Song Lanjiang took out the homemade dagger from his arms, sat on the old clothes, and began to scrape the scales and cut the meat.

The knife flew in his hand, and the palm-sized white fish flesh was sliced down like snowflakes, and Song Lanjiang found that he was using the knife freely, and his power control was not comparable to before.

The flesh of the black toothfish is very elastic and firm, and Song Barjiang skewered the fish with a branch that had been prepared for a long time, and then tore several leaves and sprinkled them on the fish, and finally inserted them next to the fire pond to smoke and roast.

Song Lanjiang, who was engrossed in processing food, was happy, he couldn't feel the passage of time at all, strings of sorted fish and meat were all over the side of the fire pond, the black tooth fish was very huge, when Song Lanjiang finished cooking all the fish, nearly hundreds of strings of fish were already inserted on the edge of the fire pond.

Song Lanjiang didn't feel tired at all now, he removed the shaved dry and quiet thick fish bones and sharp fish teeth one by one, turned over the fish head, gently cut off the most tender fish lips under the fish's mouth with a knife, put it in a kettle filled with water, and then put in some other strange leaf powder, threw in a small salt stone, and hung it on the fire pit to boil soup.

Looking at the residue that couldn't dig up the meat, Song Lanjiang strung the internal organs of the Wujiang fish he brought back with a rope made of bark and hung them on a high place to dry.

Song Lanjiang looked at the debris on the ground, picked up the wooden stick, dug a small pit in the ground, and buried it with the blood he vomited in the morning and the residue left by the black toothfish.

After tidying up the cave, Song Lanjiang wiped the sweat on his head, and looked at the golden fish and meat on the edge of the fire pond.

The thick aroma of the fish soup in the kettle rose with the boiling soup, and Song Lanjiang forked the kettle with a branch and put it aside to cool, which was a dinner for the little baby girl.

Song Lanjiang was also tired from being busy for most of the day, leaning on the bed piled up by hay, and the sound of the little baby girl sleeping in his ears was the sound of even breathing from sleeping, he thought that he would go to Lao Mo tomorrow to exchange for Xuanjin coins, and he should think about it for the future..............

Night

Yong'an City, the capital of the Xuanwu Dynasty, which is thousands of miles away from Yilan City, sounded when beating the Son of Man, a group of three people walked in small steps on the silent street, and the first housekeeper was dressed up and holding a lantern to lead the way, this housekeeper's hands were favorable, his temples were bulging high, and he had at least the strength of a first-class master of the rivers and lakes.

One of the people in the back, wearing a brown robe, dressed as a Confucian student, with black hair elegantly tied behind his head, on his knife-cut axe-like face, his eyebrows flew into his sideburns, his eyes were dazzling in color, and his nose was high.

Ruthless and evil, words that should not have been used together, were vividly displayed by him, this man had the dual aura of evil and killing.

The person dressed as a Confucian student, accompanied by a famous warrior in a strong suit, a man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist tower, with a murderous blood on his body, the copper-colored skin shows that the man has trained his muscles and bones to the peak, and if you look carefully, the man has no left hand, and there is a hideous iron hook at the front end of an iron arm on the forearm, which will hang a bamboo tube on the iron hook, and there is a sound of water shaking inside.

"Master, there is the last courtyard ahead. Said the butler who walked in front of him and lit the lantern.

"Chen An, there are a lot more students taking the exam this year than last year. The man dressed as a Confucian said with a smile.

"The head of the family Yuanzhi, please give the emperor these cold ways to enter. But I think the cultural spirit of these students is still not as good as those back then. Butler Chen An said.

"I don't know, every time I go to Lidong, I remember sitting in the world with Bayou Xiaozhuzhong, and fighting with the unparalleled ghosts and gods and the battlefield of Emperor Wu is still like yesterday. The man dressed as a Confucian paused, and then smiled,

"Back then, we were plotting to conquer the world, if we were a little soft-hearted, now it is those demons who remember us. ”

"No, now the little ones sometimes wake up in the middle of the night, hey, the master of the house, we're here. Chen An said, the group had already walked to the door of a compound, knocked on the door knocker, and after a short time, a person dressed in official clothes came out of the door, who was a scholar.

The scholar was originally sleepy-eyed, but when he saw the person dressed as a Confucian behind him, he was shocked and quickly shook his spirits, and he was about to salute.

The person dressed as a Confucian scholar, after receiving the salute, made a soft gesture, and walked into the small courtyard first.

The small courtyard is square and clean and tidy, with a large fireproof water tank at the four corners, a stone table and a stone seat in the middle, and a total of twelve wings on three sides, one of which is also lit with candles.

The man dressed as a Confucian scholar looked around and nodded with satisfaction, and walked over to the room where the candle was lit.

Chen An took the lead in buttoning the door, opened the door and picked up the lamp to go in to illuminate the wing, and then the group also entered the room.

The white-clothed scholar in the room was holding a book on the bookcase, and suddenly saw a group of people who came uninvited and thought it was a villain.

The scholar saluted to the scholar: "The scholar is polite, but the late student doesn't know ....."

The scholar returned the salute and said to the scholar: "This is our Prime Minister Zhongda of the Xuanwu Dynasty, you can't hurry up and salute." ”

When the scholar heard this, his face flushed with excitement, and he bowed deeply, "I have seen the Prime Minister in my late life, Xiaosheng's surname is Ye, his name is Kun, Ziliangchen, and he is a person from Huaiyang, Zhongzhou." ”

After speaking, the scholar bowed down again and held the disciple salute and said, "Junior student, I have seen the sage Mr. Pofeng." ”

Zhong Da listened to the return salute, and then said to the scholar Ye Kun: "I am deeply gratified to see that you are reading at night on a good day, and I am here to urge you and other students to study diligently and cultivate the spirit of Wenhua, and secondly, to encourage you to cheer for you." ”

Saying that, Zhong Da said to the guards beside him: "Bing San, cheer for Liangchen." ”

The guards nodded and smiled, lifted the bamboo tube hanging on the broken arm, and used the complete hand on his right hand to scoop out the lamp oil and add it to the scholar's lamp and candle, and the room suddenly lit up.

Zhong Da walked to the scholar's bookcase, on which was an open copy of "Zuo Chuan", which was full of scholars' annotations.

Zhong Da flipped through the book and said, read a few of the scholar's own annotations, and said: "Repairing the "Zuo Chuan" should know that talking about grace is as warm as spring, discipline is as cold as autumn frost, Xuxingbang is immeasurable, and Chen Yuguo is desolate and pitiful. ”

Scholar Ye Kun heard this, and saluted again, "Mr. Xie, the student is taught." ”

"Ding Ding"

A crisp copper bell rang outside the courtyard, and the housekeeper Chen An swept the courtyard and said, "Master, it's not early, the carriage is coming to pick us up and go home." ”

"Liangchen hopes that you will study diligently, be on the list of spring exams, and show your ambitions in the court in the future. Leave. After Zhong Da finished speaking, he took his entourage and walked out of the courtyard gate and got into the carriage.

The scholar and the scholar were sent out of the hospital together, and they did not take back the salute until the carriage was far away.

The scholar smiled at the scholar: "I hope you will enter the eyes of the prime minister and rise to the top in the future." ”