Fang Jie didn't hear Li Xiaozong's muttering to himself, and didn't bother to guess what Li Xiaozong was thinking from the Yingfang Pavilion thirty miles away. Strange to say, he didn't have much hatred for Li Xiaozong in his heart. Although if it wasn't for good luck, I would have died under Li Xiaozong's calculations a few days ago.
It wasn't the people who had been chasing him all this time, but Li Xiaozong's killer for self-protection.
If Fang Jie had the strength of rank nine now, he would beat Li Xiaozong into a mess without hesitation. It was as if in the Yunji shop, Du Hongxian beat Li Xiaozong into a pig's head without hesitation.
Coming out quietly from the back door of the General's Mansion, Fang Xie could still hear the cries of petitions gathered outside the front door of the General's Mansion. This made him feel a little moved. Although what he did in Fan Gu in the past three years was out of selfishness, after all, it also benefited more than 2,000 people in Fan Gu City. People are not always indifferent, and sometimes they feel It's warm in my heart.
He originally didn't want to say anything to the people, so he left quietly, just like he quietly entered the city back then.
But the moment he walked out of the General's Mansion, he suddenly wondered if he would be cruel if he just left like this? Even if those folks just regret that they will lose a big cash cow in the future, their heart to keep them is still sincere.
There was a carriage parked outside the back door, and the big dog squatted on the ground boredly painting on the remnant snow. The old cripple who has been in the red sleeve all day is sitting in the carriage drinking sips, with an intoxicated expression, as if the cheapest Northwest Roast in the gourd is the fine wine of Qiong Yao in Tiangong.
When Fang Jie walked over, Big Dog just finished drawing.
He casually threw the wooden stick in his hand aside, looking at the pattern on the snow with a slightly smug face. You must know that it is extremely difficult to draw an artistic conception when painting on the snow, after all, the lines drawn no matter how you draw will be very thick. But the painting painted by Big Dog is full of artistic conception. Fang Xie just took a look and couldn't help but yelled "Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo".
This wretched guy who didn't seem to like women drew a picture of a naked woman on the ground.
"The obscene person naturally sees all obscenity."
The big dog said with some dissatisfaction: "Virgin is the purest. Snow from the sky is the purest. I made a pure painting on the pure snow, and my heart is also pure. Why is it lewd in your eyes? You have been ruled by the world. The filth of the world blinds your eyes, so you can't see the cleanliness of this world."
Fang Jie was startled, and looked at Da Quan in disbelief: "Since you entered the Red Sleeve Trick, you can't even speak human words. It seems that people like you should be locked up."
The old cripple snorted coldly and said, "I don't have time to accompany you two talking nonsense here, should you go? If not, I'll go first."
Fang Jie had a completely different attitude towards the old cripple. He got on the carriage with his ass pouted and said with a playful smile, "Old man, let everyone call you Lord Luo, then I will kiss you and call you Lord Luo too."
"Speak and fart!"
puff!
There was a soft sound.
The old cripple stared at Fang Jie with rounded eyes, and then shrank back into the carriage: "You kid, you got close to me, just to fart?"
"It's a coincidence, really a coincidence."
Fang Jie smiled awkwardly, and opened a gap in the carriage to let out the smell: "I'm a bit full from eating early this morning, and fighting with Li Xiaozong in the general's mansion, naturally I can't let the fart out easily, right? Endure it, you can't help it when you go out. People have to fight for their breath, don't they?"
"That's a good thing to say. Young people can lose anything, but they can't lose their ambition."
It was rare for the old cripple to see that the other party smiled, and handed Fang Jie his own wine gourd: "Do you want a sip?"
Fang Jie took the wine gourd without the slightest hesitation, lifted the heavy gourd with great effort and took a big gulp. As soon as the wine entered the throat, it was as if a ball of fire burned directly. He grinned, looking pained. The old cripple nodded, and the look in Fang Xie's eyes softened a lot.
"Why is this wine so spicy?"
Fang Jie breathed heavily, he felt better with the wind in his mouth.
"The Northwest Roast sold in Fangu City is not authentic enough, and the taste is a bit bland, so I soaked a lot of chili and fireweed root in it, so that it is enjoyable to drink. If you don't know the details, just pour it down like this. If you don't spit it out, it's fine. Not bad. But your boy's temperament is straightforward, which suits my taste."
Fang Jie stretched out his hand to ask the big dog driving the car for a water bottle, and drank most of the bottle in one go before he felt better: "Master Luo, what is this fireweed root?"
"Firegrass grows in the extremely cold place in Saipan, that is, the Hundred Thousand Mountains where the Beiliao people live. The things in this extremely cold place are extremely hot, and they are good for making soup and wine. Men from Beiliao I like to use this stuff to make wine and drink. After taking a sip, my body immediately warms up. Compared with Fan Gu, the 100,000 mountains in Northern Liao are really cold. There is only one hundred-year-old tree on the 100,000 mountains. How tall, the thousand-year-old tree is barely mature, and you can see how cold it is when you think about it."
"This fire grass is an indispensable thing for men in the Northern Liao land."
"Women don't need it?"
"Need not."
"Why?"
"The biggest advantage of this thing is not to drive out the cold."
The old cripple smiled, showing his yellow teeth: "It's an aphrodisiac!"
Fang Jie smiled embarrassingly, not knowing what to say. This old man looks to be at least sixty years old, he never thought he would have this hobby...
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Returning to Hongxiu Zhao, he also didn't dare to go through the front door. The people surrounding the front were no less than those outside the gate of the General's Mansion. Almost all the people in Fangu City came out, except for the elderly and children who couldn't move around.
There was still a long way to go, and the old cripple seemed a little impatient. He casually grabbed Fang Jie's belt and jumped out of the carriage. Fang Jie felt a gust of wind coming towards him, and when he opened his eyes, he had already entered the backyard of Hongxiu Zhao. The backyard is not big, and there is no way to grow flowers and grass, but Mrs. Xi specially ordered the snow in the yard not to move, and only sweep out the road. It looked very plain, because it was cold, and the snow might not melt away even in a month.
The old cripple was familiar with the road, and led Fang Xie straight ahead. When passing by the door of a room, he heard a very soft reading, although the voice was soft but very pleasant, Fang Jie listened with his ears sideways, but he couldn't make out what he was reading. The old cripple smiled and said that this is Miss Xi's boudoir, you should be careful not to be beaten by her when you are so sneaky at the door.
Everyone in Fang's commentary knows that Miss Xi is as gentle as water, so how could she beat someone
After saying this, a small stone flew out from the open window. Before Fang Xie had time to laugh, he said that the stone was too far away, how could it hit the person at the door when it flew out of the window. The small stone hit the pillar in the corridor, and hit Fang Xie's forehead after bouncing off. I don't know if it's because of his bad luck, or if the stone was so accurately calculated.
Hit on the forehead, Fang Jie immediately squatted down with a cry of pain. The old cripple smiled and walked forward on his own. Fang Xie didn't dare to stay any longer, and quickly caught up with the old cripple.
"Miss Xi is a good method."
Fang Jie rubbed his forehead and said angrily, "Be impartial, right between the eyebrows."
The old cripple smiled and said: "Since Hongxiu was recruited to Fan Gucheng, I don't know how many disciples planned to take a sneak peek at Miss Xi's appearance. Wall climbers, if the old cripple makes a move, one will be beaten to death, but Miss Xi is kind. , just use this method of throwing stones to drive away one by one."
Fang Jie couldn't help but slapped a very loud flattery: "It really is the heart of a Bodhisattva."
Just after finishing this sentence, another stone flew out from the window of the room where the candle wick was resting. This time, it didn’t need to be ejected, and it hit Fang Jie’s calf directly. down. The old cripple stretched out his hand to give him a hand, sighed and said, "I was a little late in reminding you. If Miss Xi didn't know you, I'm afraid this stone wouldn't have hit your leg... She hates the Western Regions the most. Daxueshan Buddhist Sect, you said she has bodhisattva heart, isn't she begging for punishment?"
Fang Jie rubbed his calf and walked with a limp: "Remember, remember."
The old cripple shook his head with a smile, and said as he walked, "There are actually no big rules about the red sleeve move, just remember two things."
"What?"
"First, in front of everyone and Miss Xi, it's best not to mention the Buddhist sect. Second, Mrs. Xi is the boss of Hongxiu Zhao, she can do whatever she says, and she can't go against it. But everyone knows that Mrs. Xi loves Miss Xi the most. So I have to add a sentence to the second article... except Miss Xi."
"Why do I have the feeling of being sold into slavery?"
Fang Jie laughed at himself.
"No no no..."
The old cripple explained earnestly: "If you sell yourself as a slave, you can't redeem yourself. You are different. No one will stop you after paying off the ten thousand gold. You just don't want to leave. I'm afraid everyone will let you go." Get out with a stick."
"Why do I feel so wronged?"
Fang Jie frowned and said, "It's as if someone stuffed a bank note into my arms, and then became my creditor? I didn't want to borrow this money, so why did I become a debtor?"
He walked in front, Fang Xie walked behind.
One old and one young, two cripples.
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"Since you have already planned to leave, don't delay... Although we are not in a hurry, since Fang Jie is going to the Academy of Martial Arts, he can't miss the time of the exam. Fan Gucheng has not produced a person who is qualified to take the Martial Arts exam in decades. The people in the courtyard are rare. The people below have been packing their things these days, and they will be able to leave at the latest. After all, most of the red-sleeved moves are women, and Master Luo cannot handle the guarding alone... Fang Jie, you If you stay, you have to take some responsibility."
Even though Aunt Xi was sitting quietly on the chair, she still carried an aura of wealth and nobility all over her body.
"It may not be possible to pass the exam... But I will naturally do my best along the way, and do whatever I can."
Fang Jie said politely.
"uncertain?"
Hearing his words, Mrs. Xi's face changed slightly. She put down the teacup in her hand, and said in an unhappy tone: "Since you are going to take the exam, how can you be so unconfident? If you don't even have the confidence to enter the martial arts academy, why bother to take the exam? You are born as a man Naturally, you have to be courageous and responsible. You say this because you are afraid, and you are already timid without fighting, and it makes people angry!"
"Well… "
Fang Jie smiled awkwardly: "What everyone has taught me is that I will just work hard."
"Even if you don't like to hear it, I still want to say that although the gate of the Martial Arts Academy is tightly closed, since Emperor Taizu of Sui ordered people to build this courtyard, many people with backgrounds worse than you have entered the courtyard. After he came out, he became a generation of outstanding people. In the 11th year of Emperor Taizong's Jianwu, the Yanwu Academy produced a genius who achieved excellent results in nine subjects. After graduation, Emperor Taizong directly named him General Yingyanglang, and he was stationed in the northwest. Since the day he led the army He has fought more than three hundred battles, big and small, without a single defeat. This man also came from a poor family and was an orphan, but he built a family that belongs to him!"
"You mean Li Xiao?"
"That's right, the Li family in Longyou is different from other families in the imperial court, because this family has been formed for too short a time. Fortunately, the Li family has produced a few amazing characters later, otherwise it would have been suppressed by other families. The ashes disappeared. The father of Li Yuanshan, General You Xiaowei, made the Li family officially a first-class family. In less than a hundred years, the Li family has achieved such achievements... In the final analysis, it is because of the Great Sui Academy of Martial Arts."
Aunt Xi said seriously: "Without the Martial Arts Academy, Li Xiao would be a dead bone that froze to death by the side of the road! I know you are very smart, so you should understand what I mean."
The old cripple who was sitting drinking on the side frowned slightly, and couldn't help but glance at Mrs. Xi. Aunt Xi seemed to feel it, and nodded slightly to the old cripple.
After Fang Jie left, the old cripple couldn't help asking, "You seem to value Fang Jie very much?"
"He's not an ordinary person, so it's hard to take it lightly... That's why I'm talking too much. Recently, he's probably too boring... It's been a long time since I've done this kind of thing to tease young people, and it's interesting to think about it."
"It's not an ordinary person, indeed, a practice waste that has no potential for cultivation and can't even be changed by a small golden core, even if it is placed in the waste, it is outstanding."
The old cripple smiled, got up and left.
Aunt Xi looked at the back of the old cripple and smiled slightly, tapping her fingers lightly on her knee. There was a hint of pride in her eyebrows, as if she was proud of discovering something that others hadn't.