Chapter 146 Red thread flying needle, thin little girl

At noon the next day, Zhao Qi took the gift and went to Muzaha's village for a while. He stayed for more than half an hour before he came out.

The information obtained from Muzaha is very detailed. Wanyan Aguda's autumn hunting usually takes seven days, and he does take court officials, but not all. If the people stationed in Huining City do not go, the others will basically go with him.

As for the number of troops, it is not certain. The Jurchen soldiers themselves are not many. Now they occupy Liaodong in the south. According to Muzaha's analysis, there will be no more than 5,000 people, but no less than 3,000.

Zhao Qi kept some other details in mind, and also reminded Muzaha to be prepared to evacuate Huining at that time.

Zhao Qiong was walking on the road and counted. There are more than two months left before August 13, and the remaining twenty letters must be "created" little by little within these two months, and in the eighth place.

Before the thirteenth month, the great cause of Jin Dynasty's writing creation was completed.

Days passed day by day, the hot summer slowly faded away, and it was already the end of July in a blink of an eye, and Zhao Qiong also handed in twelve letters again, only eight remained unfinished.

During these days, he not only met Wanyan Aguda again, but also met Wanyan Xieye, Wanyan Zonghan and others who returned from Liaodong.

As one of the very few civil officials in the Great Jin Dynasty and having the reputation of creating writing, Zhao Qiong's status and status are always improving.

He has even surpassed some of the civil servants and officials of the Jin Dynasty for many years. As long as he completely completes the creation of Jurchen writing, he is very likely to become the leader of the civil servants of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Of course, this civil servant does not include Wanyan Sagai and others, because the five people in the Bojilie regent system all hold military power.

On that day, after creating a letter in the editing hall again, Zhao Qi threw it to Xu Santai and others, asking them to study several ways of writing this letter, and then went out to Dazhai to go to the shopping street.

In the late summer season, the goods on the shopping street became more and more comprehensive, and some of them were even snatched back from the Liao Kingdom. They were sent to their families for sale here by the Jurchen soldiers.

Among them, women used a lot of things, including rouge, water, powder, pen, combs, etc., and some hairpins, hairpins, bracelets, Zhao Qi thought about it for a long time and bought a unique crested gold hairpin.

Naturally, the golden hairpin is not really made of gold. Those things will not flow into the shopping streets, but white copper is gilded with gold, which looks exactly like gold casting.

Zhao Qi put his hairpin and bought some lamb legs, and then walked back. Although most of the time they were buying rice at the tent, they could still be made in some simple barbecue yards.

After entering the village, he did not go back directly, but instead took a turn and turned directly to the little widow's door.

"Hanpaolizhu, it's me, open the door."

Hanbalizhu went out, her pretty cheeks were slightly red: "Yuan Hanlin, is there anything wrong?"

Zhao Qi smiled and said, "I have nothing to do when I am idle. I go shopping in the shopping mall. When I see a hairpin, I buy it for you. By the way, there are also these mutton."

The woman shook her head and said, "Hanlin, please come back quickly, otherwise your wife will see you and you may make a noise again."

"Hanpaolizhu, she doesn't know how I'm back now, how can I see it? You should open the gate of the lower yard and let me sit in the house for a while. We'll talk well."

Hanba Lizhu said, "Don't want Hanlin to do this. Hanba Lizhu can't bear Hanlin's gifts and dare not let Hanlin enter the courtyard. Please forgive Hanba Lizhu for being rude." After that, she turned around and looked at the room.

Walk to the door.

Seeing this, Zhao Qi smiled slightly, reached out and threw the hairpin over: "Shang the beads of the limbs, and then the hairpin."

Hanba Lizhu turned around with a "ah" sound, and the hairpin hit her. She said in panic: "Hanlin..."

Zhao Qi raised his hand and threw another piece of mutton over: "There is also this meat, it's so nourishing to stew the soup tonight."

But when Hanbaolizhu turned around, the mutton went straight to her chest.

Hanba Lizhu immediately exclaimed: "Hanlin, don't..."

She moved her shoulders instantly, but did not make any other moves, so she was beaten up. Then she didn't say anything, but just covered her face and ran back into the house.

Zhao Qi narrowed his eyes and thought about it for a while before he slowly walked towards his own courtyard. As soon as he entered the door, he called Huang Gu Ouyang Bei and asked them to prepare some barbecue items, probably breaking some willow branches. Make a stick, use lamb legs with thick branches, dig a hole on the ground and put a few stones on it to bake. As for the seasoning, there is not too much, it is just ground salt and wild spice powder on the mountain.

Then he entered the room. The little lady was holding a needle and wiggling on a piece of red cloth. When she saw Zhao Qiong, she said, "Husband is so early today?"

Zhao Qi nodded: "What is Thirteen Niang doing?"

The little girl said: "Embroidery."

Zhao Qi smiled and said, "Do you embroider a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water?"

The little girl looked embarrassed and raised her hand and squirted with a red thread.

Zhao Qi stretched out two fingers and instantly clamped the needle, saying, "It's not like you who plays the needle."

I saw him picking up the embroidery needle lightly and suddenly move. The needle with red thread actually drew a strange light in the air. Then he thrust into the wall with a "sneer", and the roots were scattered, leaving only the red thread trembling outside. .

The little lady knew that he had martial arts skills at this time, but she had never seen such a strange method before, so she couldn't help but say: "What kind of trick is this?"

Zhao Qi shook his head and said, "I don't play this trick well. I always have some bad things that can't reach the peak. But I'm too talented and can tell you how to use it when I see people. Even if I have some bad things, I can still do it. Use it."

The little girl wondered, "Why don't you learn such a powerful martial arts seriously? Some things are no more serious than beheading. If you think of a way, you must learn it."

Zhao Qi looked strange and looked at her: "You don't understand."

The little girl was dissatisfied and whispered: "My father is a master of martial arts. Although he passed away early, he received the true teachings of virtue and taught them to me. Why don't I understand?"

Zhao Qi looked out the window and sat on the kang and whispered: "This martial art was created by Li Xian."

The little girl frowned and said, "Who is Li Xian?"

Zhao Qiong said: "Tong Guan's godfather."

The little lady was stunned for a moment, as if she had thought of something, and laughed: "Tong Guan is an eunuch, and his godfather must be. Could it be that only eunuchs can learn this martial art?"

Zhao Qi was silent, his eyes were vague.

The little girl seemed to have discovered something new in the world. She looked up and down at Zhao Qi and said in surprise: "No one in the world can do it when she sees other people's martial arts, let alone this kind of evil kung fu. I seem to remember that you have not married yet. …”

Zhao Qiong looked ugly and said, "I didn't know anything completely. I didn't use it right. I didn't think about learning this martial art!"

"I don't believe it!" The little girl smiled and was very happy: "You didn't marry!"

"What are you who didn't marry me?" Zhao Qi looked at her and said.

"I..." The little girl was stunned for a moment, and shook her head: "How can I count it?"

"How can this kind of thing not count? I don't know how many times my husband has called it." Zhao Qi walked out with a sneer.

"You!" Xiao Niang was very angry when she heard this. Suddenly she thought of this evil skill, and couldn't help but feel relieved. Then, she felt relieved and easily fell from head to toe.

The barbecue mutton is very fragrant, and Zhao Qie eats very slowly. He likes slightly burnt, but few people don’t drink alcohol. It’s not that they can’t drink it, but that they agreed not to drink a drop of wine before coming.

It’s okay during the day, but at night is the most dangerous time. No one knows if they will say something missing after drinking.

Zhao Qi found that the little girl was always looking at him, and couldn't help but say, "Thirteen Niang, what are you looking at?"

The little girl smiled and said, "I just want to see it. Are Yuan Erlang afraid that he will not be able to see it?"

Zhao Qi hummed, ignored her. After eating, he returned to the room and sat at the table, thinking about what letters to Wanyan Xiyin after two days.

There are only seven letters left and have not been written. They must be completed before August 13th to have the opportunity to go hunting with Wanyan Aguda.

He took a pen and drew it on paper, and decided to add more points, and took out two letters together next time, which would attract the attention of the Jin Dynasty and would be safer to follow Qiuhun.

After a while, my mother came in, but this time she cooked two bowls of tea and put it on the table. The tea was rewarded by Wanyan Agu, which was quite good. I don’t know where it was stolen from the Liao Kingdom.

It was getting darker and the oil lamp was lit, and the two of them sat at the table to drink tea.

Zhao Qi drew for a while, looked up and frowned, "Thirteen Niang, what are you looking at?"

The little girl smiled and said, "What do you think!"

Zhao Qiong sneered and said nothing. After drawing for a moment, many letter shapes appeared on the paper. This was naturally a play, but it was handed over to Wanyan Xiyin at the same time, proving that the creation process was still very complicated and difficult.

After a while, I had a bowl of tea and added another bowl. Zhao Qi suddenly turned his head and looked out the window.

This is really endless. Even though it has been a while since we arrived in the Jin Kingdom, and even the Jurchen texts are almost completed, why are we still monitoring them?

Zhao Qi frowned secretly. There was only one possibility, that is, Wanyan Xiyin didn’t completely believe him and was still doubting his identity!

Zhao Qi thought that he had not discovered any loopholes by the other party, that was that Wanyan Xiyin was too cautious and planned to keep an eye on him until he left his village.

Zhao Qi looked at the little girl. Over the past period of time, the little girl could naturally know what happened from his expression.

When Zhao Jie appears this way, it means that the surveillance outside is coming again. Every time the little lady looks nervous, she is afraid that Zhao Jie will take advantage of the situation and do something frivolous.

But today the little girl was not so nervous, and she also stared at Zhao Xiao with a expressionless face.

Zhao Qi looked at her, touched her chin, looking thoughtful.

Then he lowered his head and fiddled with the paper and pen for a while, and said, "I think I feel like a spring of thought recently, and I feel that this creation of words is one step closer to completing it."

The little girl said, "Congratulations to my husband."

Zhao Qiong said: "Once I finish, I will be promoted and in charge of the first department. Lin Ya is nothing at that time."

When the little girl heard this, she said unhappy: "Lin Ya is naturally good, her reputation is noble, and it is admirable."

Zhao Qi smiled and said, "I really have shallow knowledge. What's the point of being pure and noble? I think those are all fakes. Who doesn't like power, fame and character? How can Lin Ya be an exception?"

The little girl bit her lip and thought to herself, is this going to be a different quarrel? I can't stand it if I actually slander Lin Ya!

"Yuan Erlang, what do you mean by the power, name and color? Could it be that you still have to take a concubine after you are promoted!"

Zhao Qiong said: "It's not necessarily true to take a concubine, there must be one confidante!"

When the little lady heard him speak sarcastically, she said angrily: "What kind of confidante?"

Zhao Qi smiled and said, "You know it!"

The little girl raised her slender and beautiful eyebrows and said hatefully, "Yuan Erlang, you are still thinking about that little widow in your heart. Could it be that you want to marry her?"

Zhao Qiong said leisurely: "Are you a confidante? You are naturally beautiful and smart, dignified and steady, and smart..."
To be continued...