After breakfast, Xia Xun went out with the female bodyguard who had just taken office. Miss Peng secretly admired his courage. She thought that young men like Yang Wenxuan, who indulged in women and had no business, were greedy.
People who are afraid of death dare not go out at all.
The two of them strolled around the busiest Nanmen Street all morning. At "Fu'anju", Xia Xun chose to order a set of golden nanmu birthday screens, and at "Shengshi Qingbao" he carefully selected a jade-carved screen.
Shou Tao'er, these are the gifts prepared for King Qi's birthday. By the time he finished all this, it was already close to noon, Xia Xun was so busy that his forehead was sweating slightly, but Miss Peng, who had been walking beside him holding a knife, was still looking like a
He appears to be unmoved by all the waves.
The two walked out of the "Prosperity Celebration", and Miss Peng asked calmly: "Where are we going now?"
"Lin Yang's Pawn Shop! How about we go there for lunch?" Xia Xun replied with a smile.
Lin Beixia, the boss of Lin Yang's pawnshop, was the number one suspect in Xia Xun's mind. He had long wanted to meet this partner, but now that he had such a fierce female bodyguard, he was even more unscrupulous. How could he not go?
The principle of visiting.
Peng Ziqi snorted and said: "It's up to you, you can go anywhere, except Huajieliuxiang. Don't blame me for saying that. If you go to such a place to hang out, but you want me to be your bodyguard, don't even think about it!"
Xia Xun said with a bad smile: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, I can't tell, Brother Peng's tutoring is so good. I have a friend, when I invited him to a brothel for the first time, I wouldn't even kill him until he had a taste.
Sweetie, it’s him who pulls me every time, how about I treat you once? Hey, please treat me once, and you’ll treat me every time in the future. This deal is very worthwhile."
"Shameless!" Miss Peng scolded coldly.
The two of them bickered all the way, but they didn't seem lonely.
"Lin Yang's Pawn Shop" is not far away. Xia Xun had already recognized the road when he let Xiaodi take him for a stroll on the street two days ago. At this time, the two of them walked leisurely under the shade of the trees and just turned a street.
When I came to a crossroads, I saw a motorcade coming quickly...
The dozen or so carts were all long-distance trucks, and each cart was driven by a pair of mules. There were boxes and cages piled on top of the carts, tied tightly with ropes. The handlers were waving their whips and shouting loudly.
These people walked so fast that they even raised dust. Xia Xun stopped by the roadside, wanting to wait for them to pass by first. At this moment, a scholar in green shirt riding a donkey emerged from the alley by the roadside.
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The scholar was holding a piece of pottery in his hand and was admiring it. Unexpectedly, the mule cart came straight towards him at a fast speed. Seeing this, Xia Xun couldn't help but shout: "Be careful!"
The scholar raised his head when he heard the sound and saw a mule cart coming straight towards him. He tried to dodge and was caught off guard. With a sound of "Oops", the donkey was knocked to the ground by the big black mule. The scholar fell to the ground, holding the gourd in his hand.
The pottery was shattered and the bonnet on his head fell to the ground.
Xia Xun shook his head, stepped forward to pick up his soft hat, helped the scholar up, and asked kindly: "Brother, are you okay?"
The scholar stood up dizzy and bowed to Xia Xun: "Thank you, brother. I'm fine."
Xia Xun handed the soft hat back and saw that this young man seemed to be two years younger than himself, with delicate features and handsome eyes, and was very attractive.
The soft-robed young man sitting in the carriage couldn't help but burst out laughing when he saw the scholar in such a mess. When he heard the laughter, the scholar couldn't help but became furious. He turned around suddenly and jumped to the front of the carriage with a single step.
He grabbed the arm of the laughing young man and shouted: "You hurt someone and broke my Han Dynasty pottery dog, and you are still so unreasonable, get off here!"
The young man was caught off guard and was pulled out of the car. He couldn't help but became furious. He raised his hand and punched him, shouting: "Good boy, take my punch!"
The scholar didn't expect that this man would dare to make a move despite being wrong. He hurriedly jumped two steps away, tucked the train of his robe into his arms, and was about to fight back. When the young man saw this posture, he also tucked the train of his robe, rolled up his sleeves, and sneered.
He said: "What's the matter? Do you want me to teach you a lesson?"
When they saw that there was going to be a fight, the people on the street immediately became interested. Especially when two scholars were fighting, the people were even more excited. They cheered and gathered around a large group of people. An old gentleman on crutches saw two young taxis.
Zi put on airs and wanted to take action, but he could not help but frown deeply, shook his head repeatedly, and sighed: "Sweeping the floor gracefully, sweeping the floor gracefully."
The old man was lamenting that people were not old and the world was in decline. A young man came forward to watch the battle in a hurry. Without noticing, his big foot stepped on the old man's instep. It was summer now, and the old man was wearing a pair of black satin.
The cloth shoes with a Baina base on them had very thin uppers. When he stepped on them, his toes hurt terribly. The young man was still unaware and was still watching the fight with his feet raised. The old man couldn't help but became furious and swung his walking stick and lost his head.
Nao Di beat him down and shouted in a loud voice: "You little beast, it's so hard that you don't have a tutor!"
Such an action immediately shocked a scholar from other provinces next to him, and his local friend could only explain with a smile: "Well... my Shandong folk customs have always been bold and unrestrained, high-spirited..."
Xia Xun frowned and said: "There are many pedestrians on this road. Cars and horses should move slowly, but that group of cars is so unruly. It's so shameless to drive horses in the middle of the city. Whose car is this?"
Peng Ziqi said quietly: "That car belongs to our family..."
"Uh..." Xia Xun followed the good example and immediately changed his words: "My Shandong folk customs have always been bold and unrestrained, and my spirit is high..."
Peng Ziqi rolled his eyes at him and snorted: "Stop flattering me, the car belongs to our family, but the person does not belong to our family."
It turned out that this convoy was the moving team of Mr. Zhu Wenhao, a foreigner from the Ministry of Household Affairs who returned to his hometown after retirement. Mr. Zhu, his wife, and daughter had arrived in Qingzhou six or seven days in advance by light car. A large number of luggage and luggage were traveling from Nanjing to Qingzhou.
We hired a boat and then a car, and it just arrived today. The car was hired from the Peng family car dealership. In addition to the guys from the Peng family car dealership, there were also two young masters of Mr. Zhu and several servants to escort the car.
When they heard that they were almost reaching their old house, the two young masters of the Zhu family were very excited and kept urging the rider to speed up. Later, the eldest young master simply grabbed the whip and spurred the horse to gallop, and then they collided with the scholar in green shirt. Both sides were shocked.
It was a young and energetic master who started fighting on the street if they disagreed with each other.
When it comes to fights between scholars, it is actually very interesting, because the six arts taught in the Ming Dynasty's imperial schools are archery and horsemanship, and the archery and horsemanship are the skills of archery and riding. At that time, these two subjects were not popular in the imperial schools.
In terms of form, the scholars who studied in the government had special martial arts training. They could swing a stone lock weighing several dozen kilograms more than a dozen times, and a hard bow with the strength of two stones could be opened and closed twice like a full moon. Therefore, although scholars
They are not good at this, but they are also good at fists and feet.
When Zhu Zhichun, the second young master of Zhu, saw that his brother was fighting with someone, he immediately stepped forward to help. Two brothers fought each other, and the scholar in green shirt suffered a loss. Seeing this, Xia Xun quickly stepped forward to persuade the two sides to make peace, and stretched out his hands to separate the two sides.
, explained and advised: "Brother, if you have something to say, don't do anything."
The scholar in green shirt gasped and said: "Brother, it's my brother who refuses to forgive me. His car hit me and broke my belongings. Not only did he not get off his horse to apologize, he even laughed heartily. I
If we let the matter rest, others will say that I, Cui Yuanlie, am afraid of such a bastard like him. I will go to the government to argue with them."
Zhu Zhihou said disdainfully: "Go to the government? Don't say that I just bumped into you. Even if I hit you and broke your muscles and bones, my father can send a notebook to the prefect's Yamen, and I can still ensure that my brothers walk out with a big head."
Cui Yuanlie was shaking with anger: "Okay, then let's go to the magistrate's office to talk. Cui wants to see how majestic your boss is, and whether the magistrate dares to let go of a madman like you with just a handbook from your father!"
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Judging from his tone, he seems to have a good background, but judging from his clothes and the means of transportation, although he is not shabby, he does not look like a wealthy person. The two young masters of the Zhu family are people from Beijing.
, there are many ministers gathered in Beijing, and the world is big. Although their family is not a wealthy family, they can't help but feel superior to others when they go to the place.
But when I think about it, it is true that his father is a high-ranking official of the fifth rank, the same rank as the Qingzhou magistrate, and he is also a capital official. Now, even though he has returned to his hometown as an official, the local officials in Qingzhou cannot but respect and care for him. This boy named Cui can
Comparing power with them?
Zhu Zhihou flicked his nails and said lazily: "Don't just talk without practicing. If you want to go to the government office, then hurry up and don't delay my young master's work."
At this moment, a girl called out: "Big brother and second brother, you are causing trouble on the road again!"
Xia Xun and Cui Yuanlie both turned their heads and saw a girl in green clothes walking toward them. This girl was in her mid-twenties, wearing an aqua narrow-sleeved jumpsuit and a Huzhou silk jacket.
She wears a double-breasted waistcoat, and her hair is combed in a three-ya bun that represents a girl who has not yet left the pavilion. Although she does not apply makeup, she has a heavenly fragrance, which makes her look noble and elegant. Behind her is a gray-haired old family member, who is dressed in Tsing Yi and slightly faint.
His body was stooped, but his face was very rosy and he was very energetic.
The girl bowed her head to Cui Yuanlie and said apologetically: "This young man, my brother was reckless. The driver hit him with his car and broke his things. The little girl is here to apologize to the young man on behalf of my brother. I don't know whether I hurt the young man's body."
, do you need to seek medical advice, and how much are the broken things worth? If there is no place to buy the original ones, my Zhu family will also have to pay for the compensation..."
When Zhu Zhihou heard this, he hurriedly said: "Sister, why should you let him go? It's his own fault. He suddenly jumped out from the side and fell down. What's more, what is the pottery on the ground? Can anyone prove it? He said it was an ancient relic."
yes……"
Before he finished speaking, the girl tilted her head slightly, glared at him fiercely, and pursed her lips quickly to the side. Zhu Zhihou suddenly realized something. He followed his sister's gaze and saw that he had stopped at the intersection.
The curtain of the carriage in the middle was lifted, and an old man in public service, who was nearly sixty years old, was sitting in the carriage, looking slightly sideways, with an unconcealed anger on his face.
As soon as he saw Zhu Zhihou looking at him, the old man lowered the bamboo curtain with a sullen face. Zhu Zhihou suddenly broke out in a sweat: "Oh no, why is daddy here too?"
The old man was his father, Zhu Wenhao, a former member of the Household Department. Yesterday Mr. Zhu took his family to Yunmen Mountain for a secluded visit. Accompanied by Zen Master Kongsuo, the first monk of Dayun Temple, they toured the beautiful scenery of the mountain.
He donated a large sum of money for sesame oil. Today, he asked Master Kongsuo to accompany him to worship his ancestors' graves and perform a great ceremony. Just as he returned to the city, he saw his son arguing with someone in the street.
Mr. Zhu asked the old housekeeper Zhu Dong to come forward and ask passers-by. After learning what happened, he was very angry. He did not want to leave the impression of a bully to the elders in his hometown just after returning to his hometown. Mr. Zhu was inconvenient to come forward himself, and he was afraid
The old housekeeper couldn't restrain his two sons, so he asked his beloved daughter to come forward to rescue him. Master Zhu's daughter is called Zhu Shanbi. Although she is young, she is more knowledgeable than her two brothers, and her words and deeds are also generous and decent.
Cui Yuanlie was exactly the age of the young Mu Ai. When he saw that this girl was young, beautiful, elegant in manners, and spoke in such a polite manner, his anger immediately disappeared, and he hurriedly returned the courtesy and said: "You are so polite, girl. I'm sorry to say that."
, If I hadn’t rushed out carelessly, I wouldn’t have collided with your brother, and my minor injuries are nothing to mention.”
Miss Zhu glanced at the pottery fragments on the ground with her big talking eyes. Cui Yuanlie quickly said: "Ah ha, that... it's just an ordinary piece of pottery, it doesn't matter if it breaks..."
"Hahahaha..." The people watching had just heard that this was an ancient relic. Now seeing him being so elegant and generous in front of this beautiful girl, they couldn't help laughing in good faith. Miss Zhu also knew that this young man was because of his love for her.
I had a good impression of him, so I didn't want to pursue any further investigation. When everyone laughed, his tender face also warmed up. He pursed his lips and said, "It's best that the young master is in good health, but if you break something, you will always have to pay for it. The housekeeper..."
Zhu Dong, a fellow villager, understood what he was doing and hurriedly took a step forward, bowing and saying, "I wonder how much this clay pot is worth, Master?"
Cui Yuanlie shook his hand and said: "It's just an ordinary clay pot. It's not worth a few cents. There is no need to compensate, no compensation..."
Xia Xun smiled and said: "Okay, since Mr. Cui has no intention of pursuing the case, I think this girl doesn't have to be polite. The road here is narrow, and everyone gathers here to talk, and many passers-by watch. It's really not elegant. It's just a can, or
forget it."
Cui Yuanlie breathed a sigh of relief and said repeatedly: "What brother said is absolutely true, what he said is absolutely true."
The girl glanced at Xia Xun and said with a smile: "This young master is..."
Xia Xun gave a slight salute and replied: "I am Yang Xu, whose courtesy name is Wenxuan, and he is also a native of Qingzhou."
The girl saluted him and said, "I have met Young Master Yang."
The old housekeeper Zhu Dong glanced at Xia Xun and said to Zhu Shanbi: "Miss, since the two young masters don't want to go into details, I think the lady shouldn't insist on it."
The girl pondered for a moment, then said with a smile: "In that case, the little lady has thanked Mr. Cui and Mr. Yang."
Watching the Zhu family's motorcade go a long way, Cui Yuanlie was still stretching his neck in a daze, looking at the girl's back. His mind still flashed from time to time when Miss Zhu's head was tilted slightly, her delicate nose was as beautiful as oil and as beautiful as water chestnuts.
The lips, and the few soft blue hairs on the side of the neck that I looked back on, made me think crazy for a moment.
Xia Xun waved his hand in front of him and said with a narrow smile: "When that girl left, she seemed to have taken Brother Cui's soul with her."
Cui Yuanlie's face turned red and he said politely: "Brother Wenxuan is joking. My younger brother Cui Yuanlie is from Walnut Garden Village in the west of Qingzhou Prefecture. Thanks to my elder brother's help, I didn't suffer a big loss."
Xia Xun smiled and said: "As a fellow villager in my hometown, it's just a matter of fairness. It's just a little effort. Brother Cui, you don't have to be polite."
The two chatted for a few words, and they had quite the same temperament and developed a good impression of each other. However, Cui Yuanlie's clothes were covered with dust and it was quite inconvenient to stand on the street, so Cui Yuanlie exchanged their names with him and agreed to pay him a visit on another day.
, and then said goodbye. Miss Peng looked on with cold eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly: "This guy is actually a warm-hearted person, but... he is really unbearable when it comes to women..."
Just as I was thinking about it, there was another group of vehicles approaching from the other side of the intersection. There was a passenger sitting in the car in front of me. He looked around and suddenly saw Xia Xun. His face suddenly changed. He quickly turned around and raised his sleeves to cover his face.
Coughing to avoid Xia Xun's sight.
His guilty behavior immediately caught Xia Xun's attention. After looking at it, Xia Xun immediately remembered the identity of this person. The second person on the list of suspected murderers: Geng Xin, Geng Yuanwai!