The water of Taihu Lake in the early morning was exceptionally clear. Zhu Pingan sat on a low stone in front of a huge rock by the lake. He couldn't help but stretch out his fingers to touch the mirror-like lake surface. The coolness passed from his fingertips to his heart, sweeping away the pain caused by his uncle just now. He scooped up a handful of lake water to wash his face, feeling cool and refreshed. After washing his face, he laid a black wooden board on the huge rock, filled a bamboo tube with lake water and poured it into a natural groove on the huge rock, took out the oxtail brush made by Zhu's father from his schoolbag, dipped it in the lake water, and wrote on the black wooden board.
The sun gradually rose in the east, casting its warmth and light on the diligent young man practicing calligraphy by the Taihu Lake. As the sun gradually became brighter, Zhu Pingan put away his brush, bamboo tube, and black wooden board, took out a hand-copied book from his schoolbag, and began to read it with great interest.
In the distance, white sails appeared where the water and the sky met, and from time to time the shouts of fishermen fishing could be heard.
The boy on the shore of Taihu Lake packed up his things, returned along the same route with his schoolbag slung over his shoulder, and when he passed by the street, he bought two servings of tofu pudding and six "fried cypress sticks", uh, that is, fried dough sticks. At that time, people were still used to calling it "fried cypress", expressing their indignation at Qin Hui for killing Yue Fei and his son at Fengbo Pavilion on false charges.
Zhu Ping'an returned to the inn carrying fried dough sticks and tofu pudding.
Zhu Ping'an's room in the inn was relatively remote and of course relatively cheaper. When he returned to the room, he heard that the room seemed quite lively.
As soon as I opened the door, I heard a cheer of surprise and joy:
"Oh, my husband is back, and he brought back my favorite fried cypress."
Nima
Husband
What's going on
What tricks is this evil woman going to play next
This was Zhu Ping'an's first thought, but when he saw the scene in the room, he was relieved. So that's it.
There were three runners standing in the room, wearing clothes similar to those of yamen runners but slightly more gorgeous. The leader had a sword hanging on his waist, which looked somewhat like a Miao Dao, with a long handle, a straight spine and a slightly curved blade.
Uh, couldn’t this be the famous Embroidered Spring Knife
The truth is revealed
When he thought of the seriousness of the matter again, Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but pause, and then he smelled a hint of fragrance. The witch flew into Zhu Ping'an's arms like a bird returning to its nest, and smiled as she pulled Zhu Ping'an to sit on the chair. She then took the fried dough sticks and tofu pudding from Zhu Ping'an's hands, and was as attentive as a young wife.
"Husband, these Jinyiwei brothers are here for a routine search. It is said that they are looking for assassins or something like that. It's so scary." The witch sat next to Zhu Ping'an, looking frightened like a weak woman, and said angrily.
They were really the Imperial Guards. They did not wear flying fish suits like Donnie Yen and others in the TV series. Only the leader carried an Embroidered Spring Knife, while the others carried ordinary swords.
"Thank you for your hard work in ensuring our safety. We still have some breakfast here. If you don't mind, please use it to warm yourself up." Zhu Ping'an stood up from his chair, bowed, and then unnoticeably stuffed a small ingot of silver into the leader's hand and said politely.
Giving small change to the officials is not out of guilt, but it is just how people are. If the officials are of good character, it is fine, but if they are of bad character, they will cause a lot of inconvenience to the owner during the search, breaking things, leaving things all over the floor, or taking things away. If you give them some silver, no matter whether they are good or bad, they will be more polite.
"No, no, you are too polite, sir. The assassin who tried to kill the magistrate has not been caught yet, and we are just doing a routine check." The leading Jinyiwei took the silver and put it into his sleeve with a slight twist of his hand. He was quite familiar with him and spoke politely. "You have so many books, you must be here to take the exam, right? We will leave after the routine check and will not disturb you from preparing for the exam."
"Then I'll have to trouble you, officers." Zhu Ping'an bowed again, then retreated to his seat and stood leaning against the table.
The leading Jinyiwei led two of his men to start searching, and their movements were much more polite. After searching for a few times and finding nothing illegal like blood-stained clothes or knives, they prepared to leave.
Just as they were about to leave, a sharp-eyed Jinyiwei noticed something under the bed and walked over.
Those are the medicinal herbs I bought.
Zhu Ping'an had some sweat on his back, but his face remained calm, as if nothing had happened.
The Jinyiwei crawled under the bed and found nothing else but a few paper-wrapped medicinal herbs, which he took out.
The leading Jinyiwei walked over, opened one bag of medicinal herbs, then opened another bag of medicinal herbs, then turned his head to look at Zhu Ping'an.
At this time, the witch blushed slightly, looking shy and coquettish. She held her handkerchief in her hand and looked shy. She lay on Zhu Ping'an's shoulder with a frown and said shyly: "Oh, I'm so embarrassed. Those jade butterflies, donkey-hide gelatin, aloe vera, pearl powder, and ginseng are all for girls to replenish their bodies. I, I want to give birth to a boy for my husband... in one go..." As she said that, the witch shyly pinched Zhu Ping'an's waist.
The two packages of herbs that the Jinyiwei leader opened happened to be bought by the demon woman for beauty and health. The Jinyiwei and others also had a rough understanding of pharmacology, and saw that the herbs that were opened were indeed for women to nourish their bodies, and there were no herbs for treating knife wounds, sword wounds or internal injuries.
Seeing the shy look of the evil woman and hearing her coy words, they felt relieved. Finally, they held back their laughter, and several Jinyiwei stretched out their hands, clasped their fists, and said goodbye and left.
Having a boy in one go... ... he is just a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his hair probably hasn't even grown out yet, it's a bit difficult for him.
A boy whose hair hasn't even grown out yet, and a pretty girl who's as beautiful as a flower and as ripe as a peach. With just one sentence, she got a boy. No wonder the young scholar seemed a little pale. It turned out that he had worked too hard at night.
Several Jinyiwei held back their laughter and went downstairs and left.
After the voices of the Jinyiwei completely disappeared, Zhu Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the chair without caring about his image, poured a cup of cold tea, and drank it in one gulp.
The witch looked Zhu Ping'an up and down, covered her cherry lips and sneered:
"Husband, look at your pale face and shaking legs, you are not a man, hahaha..."
Fuck you!
Zhu Ping'an was too weak to complain. It was all your fault, you evil woman. I was a weak scholar in my two lives. I had never seen such a scene before. I was able to stay calm without peeing my pants. I was mentally strong. Besides, my legs were not shaking at all.
"Hehehe, I really doubt whether you are still a man." The witch sat at the table with a smile and laughed again.
"Do you want me to take it out and prove it to you?" Zhu Ping'an glanced at the witch and spoke lightly.
The witch looked at Zhu Ping'an with a smile, and was disdainful of his words.
Your sister
I still have this bad temper.
Zhu Pingan immediately put his hand into his arms...
Seeing this, the demon girl's face changed, she took a step back, and took out a dagger from somewhere, which was gleaming. It seemed that if Zhu Ping'an did something wrong, she would kill him with a knife, clean and neat.
Then, Zhu Pingan took out a pass from his arms and slapped it on the table. He pointed at the words on the pass and raised his lips, "See? Zhu Pingan, from Xiahe Village, male Ding."