The woman's name is Han Ying, and she is the female owner of this fufu shop. It is said that she refused the marriage arrangement at home, so she was kicked out.
Even in the Tang Dynasty, parents' words were still as majestic as the law, and few people dared to disobey them.
And even fewer dare to open a store with a female waiter.
Han Ying held the kitchen knife, looked at her fingers, and asked casually, "How old are you?"
"fifteen."
"juvenile."
"Um."
"Try to work hard." Han Ying ran a kitchen knife across her nails and pointed to the backyard.
Yang Xuan picked up the ax.
A pile of firewood in the backyard later.
The female waiter and Han Ying stood at the backyard door together, arms folded.
"Four ladies, what a strong man."
The female waiter's name is Wang Shun. Not many women have names. Yang Xuan feels that this shun character certainly carries her parents' expectations.
"When you call me a boy, men think it's vulgar."
Han Ying twisted her waist and said to Yang Xuan:
"From tomorrow onwards, you will come to chop wood and do heavy work every afternoon. By the way, I will ask..."
Han Ying frowned and looked at his thin figure, "Will you fight?"
Yang Xuan nodded.
"How was the fight?"
"good."
Han Ying shook her head, "It seems you are not honest."
Yang Xuan doesn't care about honest or dishonest evaluations, he only cares about wages.
"Um...fourth lady, how much is the salary?"
There is no shame in asking for wages just to eat.
Han Ying looked at the firewood on the ground and kicked it, "It's too thick."
"How much?" Yang Xuan knew this was a nitpick, "I can chop it more finely, you can make it as finely as you want."
Han Ying folded her arms, while Yang Xuan's gaze passed over her without stopping at all.
"Sixty dollars a month."
Yang Xuan turned around.
Han Ying bit her red lips, "Sixty-five!"
Yang Xuan shook his head and stepped out with one foot firmly.
Han Ying stamped her feet, "Seventy dollars, no more."
"make a deal!"
There are many heavy tasks in a fufu shop, and chopping firewood is just one of them. Wang Shun, relieved, sat outside the kitchen and watched Yang Xuan come in with a load of water.
"Do you need help?" Wang Shun stood up.
Yang Xuan shook his head, "You sit down."
Wang Shun sat down, thumped his waist with his backhand, and looked at Yang Xuan busy with a smile.
"Are there no elders in the family?"
No more... Yang Xuan couldn't hold back these words, "In a very far place."
"Oh!" There was more sympathy in Wang Shun's eyes, which made Yang Xuan a little puzzled.
"Is it heaven?"
…
Return home.
Fetch water to fill the water tank at the edge of the yard and use a ladle to take a shower.
"ah!"
Yang Xuan raised his head and saw a ladle of water pouring down his head. Yang Xuan saw the blurry sky through the water, and also saw the face of Zhao Sanfu who looked at him curiously.
"A little thin, but the women in brothels like her."
This guy came in over the wall. Yang Xuan put a water ladle in front of his lower body, frowned and asked: "Why?"
Zhao Sanfu said angrily: "Think about how it would feel to have a big fat man pressing on your body?"
He turned around and said, "Besides, women in brothels have no requirements on appearance."
Yang Xuan took the water ladle and glanced down, "What else can I say? I can't lend you this?"
Zhao Sanfu was angry, "Yeah, yeah, Zong Heng Qing Lou..."
After he finished spraying, Yang Xuan also put on his clothes.
"Talking about things."
Zhao Sanfu wiped the foam from the corner of his mouth and said, "Someone from the He family died."
"What do you mean?" Yang Xuan wiped his hair and sat down.
Zhao Sanfu sat on the edge and said sarcastically: "A steward of the He family has died."
"A good death." Yang Xuan smiled.
Zhao Sanfu leaned against the tree trunk and looked up at the tall tree.
"He committed suicide at the place where Yan Cheng died. He also stabbed himself with a knife. Yan Cheng was stabbed three times, and he also stabbed himself three times, in full view of everyone."
Yang Xuan's hair suddenly stood on his head.
"It is said that He Huan was severely beaten by his father and will not go out recently." Zhao Sanfu stood up and patted Yang Xuan on the shoulder, "Do you know why?"
Yang Xuan shook his head.
There was more admiration in Zhao Sanfu's eyes, "Damn! It's because you intercepted He Huan from killing Yan Cheng that night. The Prime Minister Zuo found a witness, and He Huan was severely beaten by He Jincheng. One of He's confidants died.
It hurts my heart. But you have to keep a low profile, crazy He will dare to do anything."
"The last time the He family suffered such a big loss was more than ten years ago." He asked, "Are you afraid?"
"If you die, your eggs will fall into the sky!" Yang Xuan said cruel words.
Zhao Sanfu went back with a dark face.
…
"This is the explanation."
The next day, he went to the Imperial College first to attend the cultivation class. Bao Dong took advantage of Zhong Hui's lowered head to tell the gossip about this matter.
"What do you mean?" someone asked.
There was a hint of sarcasm on Bao Dong's handsome face, "Everyone in Chang'an knew that Yan Cheng was killed by a family with four surnames, but Chang'an County and Wannian County did not say a word, the Ministry of Punishment's Dali Temple did not say a word, the Jinwu Guards did not say a word, and the mirror stage was even more silent.
It's so silent that even a fart can resound throughout Chang'an City..."
Yang Xuan listened silently.
"The Prime Minister Zuo has spoken." Bao Dong said with more respect, "The Prime Minister Zuo asked the abbot yesterday if he should pay for the murder with his life."
The father-in-law of the country is Yang Songcheng, the head of the Yang family in Yingchuan, who is also the owner of the He family.
"The Prime Minister Zuo is really the mainstay!"
Bao Dong was probably the crazy fan mentioned in the scroll, Yang Xuan thought about it silently.
Very enjoyable!
Forcing the other party to kill one of your own is naturally more satisfying than killing someone secretly.
Bao Dong sighed suddenly.
"Is there a problem?" Yang Xuan thought this man was a nice and enthusiastic person. His principle of conducting himself in the world was to keep things coming and going.
Bao Dong held his chin with one hand, "I was used to practicing when I went home yesterday, and Aye said she looked like a woman."
After class, Bao Dong hurriedly wanted to go out.
"Together."
Yang Xuan also wanted to go to the toilet.
Bao Dong shook his head, "I'll go ask Si Ye."
"Change system?"
"right."
"How many people are there in the Bitterness Department?"
"just me."
"Go well."
Not long after, Bao Dong came back with a swollen left hand.
"Why didn't you slap your right hand?" Yang Xuan looked at the back of his hand where he was slapped last time. There were still some bruises.
Bao Dong gasped, "Si Ye said to keep his right hand and sweep it in the afternoon."
"Yang Xuan, Si Ye is calling you." Someone shouted outside.
Bao Dong immediately showed a look of gloating, "I'm going to buy incense."
When she saw An Ziyu, she was reading a brochure.
Are you planning to find Bao Dong's successor?
The fact that there is only one student willing to learn the Bitterness System makes this boss a little sad.
An Ziyu put down the book and looked at him, "As mentioned by Jiujiu, the wind direction has not been very good recently, I guess there will be some cold wind..."
Yang Xuan: "..."
An Ziyu threw the booklet on the table and said numbly: "It's annoying to be sour! In a word, something is wrong in Chang'an recently. Yan Cheng's death is just the beginning. You have to be careful in Wannian County. No.
Just take a leave of absence."
"I have everything to do with the wine ceremony, but you still remember that I was in Wannian County..." Yang Xuan was moved.
An Ziyu showed an embarrassed look for the first time.
"Si Ye..." Yang Xuan felt that something was wrong.
An Ziyu coughed dryly and said, "You are the only one working in the two counties of the Imperial College now."
Emperor Wu's worries seemed to be correct. Yang Xuan felt that if the Imperial Academy continued like this, he would have to finish it sooner or later.
Yang Xuan carefully said his words: "Si Ye, I always have a beginning and an end to my work..."
"risky."
Yang Xuan was silent.
"roll!"
Yang Xuan left the Imperial College and immediately went to Wannian County.
"Where did it come from?"
The gatekeeper, Zhang Gu, clearly saw Yang Xuan's proof yesterday, but still stopped him today.
"Yang Xuan."
Tang Xiaonian waved inside.
Yang Xuan nodded firmly and went in immediately.
The palm is a bit surprising.
"Why didn't you scold him?" Tang Xiaonian felt that this young man was a little too honest.
"He didn't mean to make things difficult for me."
Just like when tigers and wolves are out in the mountains, other animals are frightened and run wild, waking you up in the camp. What do you care about with those fleeing animals?
Tang Xiaonian glanced at him, a little surprised, "Very good."
Yang Xuan raised his eyes and saw Wen Xinshu looking eagerly at Tang Xiaonian in front of him.
When he arrived at the check-in room, Tang Xiaonian took out the map.
"Yesterday we were outside the city."
Tang Xiaonian pointed to a place on the map and looked up at Yang Xuan, "You are new here. You should have a lot of questions. You can ask."
Yang Xuan first asked a question that had nothing to do with this matter, "Why didn't my classmates from the Imperial College introduce the situation to me?"
"This question, Wen Xinshu." Tang Xiaonian moved his neck.
Wen Xinshu glanced at Tang Xiaonian, "Don't you know? You are the only Imperial College student who has stayed in Wannian County in the past five years."
Yang Xuan felt slightly cold in his heart and asked: "What was the Ming Mansion five years ago..."
Tang Xiaonian lowered his head and looked at the map, "That's Huangming Mansion."
Understood.
Yang Xuan nodded, "What is the purpose of those secret spies coming to Chang'an?"
Wen Xinshu said: "It has never been clear. But our guess is that there is something like a hidden treasure."
"Treasure?"
"Yes." Tang Xiaonian said: "The capital of the Chen State was Chang'an. The Chen State was destroyed, and the treasury and the emperor's private wealth disappeared."
"Then we can't be so sure, right?"
Zhao Guolin, who had been silent and sitting there, said: "The founding emperor of the Southern Zhou Dynasty was the bodyguard of the last emperor of the Chen Kingdom."
Well!
Yang Xuan asked: "In that case, why didn't Datang look for it?"
Zhao Guolin sat down and said to Wen Xinshu, "You talk a lot."
Wen Xinshu glared at him and said: "The Tang Dynasty also searched for it back then, but Chang'an City is so big, how can it be possible to dig three feet of ground into the whole city? Emperor Filial Piety said that the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty did not lie in external wealth, but in the cultivation of moral governance internally.
, external pressure on the barbarians, the emperor and empress at that time felt deeply about it, so they stopped searching."
Honor the emperor!
Yang Xuan has gradually become familiar with this name.
"Southern Zhou's spies come every year." Tang Xiaonian raised his head, "They almost always arrive in Chang'an in late spring."
It's hard to say what's in it.
"Maybe we can catch him alive?" Yang Xuan felt that torture was a way out.
Tang Xiaonian pressed the map with his right little finger and flicked it. On the pad of his little finger, a scar that had not faded away after many years was obvious.
"cannot."
"Why?"
"The secret agents of Lover's Department are cruel, and they are even crueler to themselves."
Yang Xuan felt cold in his heart, wondering if he should just go back when Si Ye asked him to go back for the second time.
Tang Xiaonian pointed to a place in Chang'an City on the map and looked up at the three people.
"Southern Zhou Dynasty is already very rich. If we find Chen Guo's treasure again, Taotie will be moved. Therefore, our duty is..."
Three arms raised high.
Then he glanced at Yang Xuan strangely, who didn't raise his hand.
"Oh!" Yang Xuan didn't know what kind of ceremony this was, so he also raised his hand.
"Kill! Kill! Kill kill kill!"
The three of them shouted, and then they all looked at Yang Xuan who didn't shout.
this……
Yang Xuan thought of a word he had learned.
Second grade!
Then he raised his right arm high and tried his best to lift it high into the sky.
"Kill! Kill! Kill kill kill!"
…
Because I haven't saved the manuscript, I can't fix the update time. At least two chapters a day, and at most three chapters a day. One update is fixed in the morning, and one or two chapters at noon and afternoon, depending on the situation.
Even without saving the manuscript, the coding becomes smoother. It’s really strange. I hope it will continue to be smooth.