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Chen Pingan and Ning Yao parted ways at the Twelve-foot Archway. Chen Pingan went to Mubo Alley, knocked on the door and shouted: "Song Jixin, are you at home?"
The girl who was scooping up a ladle of water with a gourd in the kitchen hiccupped one after another. After drinking the water, she felt much refreshed. She put down the spoon, walked out of the kitchen, ran to open the courtyard door, and felt a little strange.
Still replying sternly: "My young master is not here. Chen Pingan, why did you knock on the door? Didn't you always stand in your yard and chat with us?"
Chen Ping'an said through a courtyard gate: "Something happened."
After Zhigui opened the door, he joked: "There are few visitors."
She glanced at Chen Pingan's face and asked: "What are you doing with my young master? If you are not in a hurry, I can help you with a message later. If you are in a hurry, you will probably have to go to the Manufacturing Supervision Office to find someone. Before you
I also saw with my own eyes that my young master has a good relationship with the new superintendent, Mr. Song."
She noticed that Chen Ping'an was as motionless as his legs were rooted to the ground, and rolled her eyes: "Come in, what are you doing standing there?! My house is a dragon's den, or do I have to charge you a tael of silver to come in and drink some water?"
At this point, the girl covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly, "For you, the latter is definitely more terrifying."
Chen Pingan twitched the corner of his mouth, smiled forcefully, and said softly: "Actually, I came to see you. I shouted like that before because I was afraid that Song Jixin would misunderstand."
Zhigui smiled knowingly and asked: "Let's talk about it, what's the matter? The ugly words come first. Neighbors are neighbors, and friendship is friendship. But after all, I am just a little maid who lives under someone else's roof in Mubo Lane. I can't lift my shoulders or lift my hands.
Yes, it can't help much. But if Chen Pingan borrows money, you can solve the problem with money. You are lucky, I have a little trick."
Chen Ping'an smiled bitterly and said: "It's not really about money. Let me tell you straight. Liu Xianyang was severely injured on the covered bridge. The old shopkeeper of Yang's shop went to see him, but there was nothing he could do."
Zhigui looked confused, "Why haven't I heard about this? Who did Liu Xianyang mess with?"
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "He is a foreigner from a place called Zhengyang Mountain."
Zhigui asked tentatively: "Then you want to use your connections to find a feng shui treasure for Liu Xianyang to bury? It's not difficult. I can ask my young master to speak to the superintendent, and then the government office will
The steward and concierge will come forward and go to Taoye Lane to ask that old man Wei to find a place. As long as you don't want to occupy a hilltop in a place banned by the imperial court, it won't be difficult."
Chen Pingan's already dark face became even darker.
Mo Zhigui also realized that she had gone astray. She bared her teeth habitually, showing her bright and straight teeth. She leaned against the Spring Festival couplets on the wall, tilted her head, smiled playfully, and asked: "Chen Pingan, do you want me?"
To repay your life-saving grace? But I am just a maid, and even the old shopkeeper of Yang’s shop can’t do anything about it, so what can I do?”
After a battle between heaven and man, Chen Pingan said slowly: "Wang Zhu, I know you are not an ordinary person. When I saw you in front of my house that snowy day, I knew that you were different from us. Later, you were also the first to see
People who are unusual in snake gallstones, looking back now, the way you looked at us neighbors back then is essentially the same as the way foreigners look at us now."
The girl grinned and said, "Actually, there is."
Not only do I look down upon you ordinary people, but I also look down upon those immortal monks.
However, Zhigui did not say these words.
Some truths, to her, are natural and logical, but to others, they become arrogant and unruly.
Chen Ping'an asked: "I'm looking for you to ask you whether it is possible to rescue Liu Xianyang. I used a locust leaf and could only barely hold Liu Xianyang's last breath. Although it was not very useful, it was at least
It is useful, so I would like to ask, do you have any locust leaves here, especially extra locust leaves?"
The girl pointed to her nose and asked: "Are you asking my young master Song Jixin if he has locust leaves, or me, a little maid without a father and mother?"
Chen Ping'an stared at the girl and said bluntly: "Even if Song Jixian had it, he wouldn't give it to me. I'm asking you, Wang Zhu. If you have it, are you willing to lend it to me? If you don't have it, do you know
Don’t you know any other way to save Liu Xianyang?”
The girl who was always called Wang Zhu rubbed her chin with one hand and patted her abdomen gently with the other hand. She shook her head and said: "No, it's really gone. I'm not going to lie to you. If you had come earlier, maybe there would be a few left."
Zhang Huaiye. As for other methods, of course there is no one. I am not a god. How can I know how to bring people back to life and make flesh from bones, right? Chen Ping'an, you can't force others to do something difficult. Alas, I really misjudged you. I thought you were following
They are all different, they are not the kind of guys who ask for favors in return."
Chen Ping'an still refused to give up, "Really? No matter if I can do it or not, you can tell me."
Zhigui shook his head and said resolutely: "I don't have it anyway!"
Chen Pingan smiled and said, "I understand."
The young man turned around and left, and his thin figure quickly disappeared into Mud Bottle Alley.
The girl stood in the alley in front of her house, looking at the boy's retreating back. Her expression was complicated, with a hint of regret for her misfortune and anger. She said angrily: "You squandered the locust leaves that you finally got.
?Then you can die with Liu Xianyang. Anyway, you will die early and be born early. If you are lucky, you can continue to be brothers in trouble in the next life. It is better than those poor people who don't even have the next life."
The girl walked back to the yard and when she crossed the threshold, she accidentally burped again and said with a smile: "It's a bit full."
Without hesitation, she quickened her steps and rushed forward, stomping down hard, then slowly squatted down, staring at the khaki four-legged snake with horns on its head, and reprimanded: "It's not difficult to borrow again if you borrow it, you five
You little beasts, if you dare to default on credit in the future, I’ll make you skinny and convulsed in a pot!"
The four-legged snake under the maid's feet struggled hard and neighed slightly, as if begging for mercy.
After Chen Ping'an left Mu Ping Alley, he ran all the way to the school. He was told by an old man in charge of cleaning the school that Mr. Qi had gone to the mountains outside the town with three foreign guests yesterday, saying that he wanted to explore the mountains.
, a round trip takes at least three days. Chen Pingan was full of disappointment, and when he turned to leave, the old man carrying the broom suddenly remembered something, stopped the young man, and said: "By the way, Mr. Qi told me before he went, if
Someone is looking for him in Mud Bottle Alley, so he tells the young man that he has already said the truth, and whether he is in the school today or not, it will not change the outcome."
The young man seemed to have known such a result for a long time, his eyes were dull and dull.
The stagnant water is slightly rippled and lifeless.
But the young man still bent down to thank him and said: "Thank you, old sir."
The old man quickly moved a few steps away, stood aside, waved his hand and said with a smile, "I can't bear the word 'sir'."
The old man saw the young man leaving slowly. After walking for a while, he seemed to raise his arm and wipe his eyes.
The old man shook his head gently, thinking of the two other students of the same age, Song Jixin and Zhao Yao, who were also about the same age. Looking at this person again, their life experiences were very different.
It’s true that some people are very happy and some people are troubled.
Chen Pingan went to Clay Vase Lane, picked up the last bag of copper coins hidden in a clay pot, took three bags of money, walked into Fulu Street, and found the Kiln Supervisor Office.
The concierge was a little confused after hearing the introduction. Song Jixin's neighbor in Mubo Alley wants to see Song Jixin and the superintendent Song?
Chen Ping'an secretly handed him a gold and copper coin that he had prepared long ago without saying a word. The concierge lowered his head, weighed it, and rubbed it with his fingers. He understood it but was not in a hurry to express his opinion. The young man soon handed over another coin.
The concierge smiled, but did not take the coin. He said: "Since you are a sensible person, I can help you with the introduction. Otherwise, I will be wronged because you lost this job. This copper coin in your hand
Keep it first. If the steward agrees to let you enter the government office, then give it to me before it's too late. If you don't agree, I won't be able to help you and just treat this copper coin as if it has nothing to do with me. What do you think?"
Chen Pingan nodded vigorously.
Not long after, the old steward and the concierge arrived together. The concierge winked at the young man and hinted that he must not take out a copper coin at this time and openly accept bribes. The crime was not a small one. Fortunately, the young man did not do that stupid thing.
Come, I just followed the steward to the back hall of the government office.
The concierge sighed and felt a little strange. Why did the steward nod in agreement when he heard it was a young man named Chen from Ni Ping Lane? When did the threshold for government offices become so low?
The concierge felt a little guilty. In fact, he had just met the steward. In his words, he advised the steward to do more rather than do less and not to let the young man enter the government office. However, he did not say it directly. He believed that the old steward was practicing in Gongmen.
After so many years of profound spiritual practice, I must know it well.
The young concierge's original plan was, of course, to get a copper coin for free without taking any risks, and to get it with peace of mind.
Now he just hoped that the poor boy wouldn't be a troublemaker.
In the main hall at the back of the government office, a tall man wearing a white robe was sitting on the main seat and drinking tea.
Song Jixin sat on the guest chair on the left, playing with a bamboo folding fan with one hand, opening and closing it constantly, and looked at the straw sandal boy who was brought in with a smile.
The jet-black chair and the snow-white robe are a stark contrast.
The steward retreated, and the man at the head table put down his tea cup and smiled at the young man: "Chen Ping'an, sit down wherever you want. We have actually met before in Mud Bottle Alley, but I didn't recognize you at the time, otherwise I should have said hello long ago.
of."
Song Jixin found it a bit funny. Only he knew that this man was obviously a bit difficult to pronounce when calling himself "I".
The young man sat on the chair opposite Song Jixin.
The man asked straight to the point: "Chen Pingan, why are you here about Liu Xianyang being injured?"
The young man stood up and said: "I hope Master Song can severely punish the murderer of Zhengyang Mountain instead of just deporting him."
The man smiled and said, "Actually, this side of the town is a 'lawless place', which means that there are no dynastic laws here. Originally, the governor was more embarrassed and had no right to interfere with local affairs. Moreover, the town is
In Bian, we have always adhered to the principle that the people do not raise officials and do not punish them. Whether it is a maidservant who was beaten to death in a large household, or a fight in a small household that injured someone, there is no custom of coming to this manufacturing supervision office to beat drums and complain about grievances. Therefore, Chen
Ping An, you went to the wrong temple carrying the pig's head and worshiped the wrong Bodhisattva."
The man's words and deeds were pleasant, and there was no hint of arrogance or arrogance about him.
Chen Ping'an took out three bags of copper coins and placed them on the high stool next to the chair. Then he said to the man with a calm expression: "Master Song, I know you are very powerful. I want to know if you can save Liu Xianyang. Even if you can't,
Can you give him justice and prevent the murderer from killing people? As long as he leaves the town, everything will be fine."
The man laughed and said: "I am very powerful? That girl in black told you, right? Well, it can be seen that her martial arts talent is excellent, even better than your friend named Liu Xianyang. Let me tell you the truth.
, I can only kill people, but I’m not good at saving people. Besides, why should I break the thousand-year-old rules here for a boy I only met once?"
When the man said this, he pointed to the three bags of copper coins and said, "Liu Xianyang's life is not worth so much money without the Treasure Armor Sword Manual. As for buying my favor, the money is far from enough.
I, Dali, broke up with Zhengyang Mountain just for three bags of money? Absolutely impossible. If word spread, it will be a joke to the entire Dongbaopingzhou. Chen Pingan, you may not understand these words for the time being, but if there is any in the future,
To be continued...