The wind lanterns are gradually rising, and dusk is closing in.
On the winding mountain road full of sheds, tents, huts, and buildings, the figures of people nearby can still be clearly distinguished. A little further away, it seems that there is a layer of green smoke, and the outline of the head and feet is no longer very clear.
Yang Chaoxi worked hard for many days and did many "big cases" in Luoyang City, which attracted the attention of the public and attracted the attention of the world. He was able to show his prominence in Luoyang, the sacred capital.
However, since that day, he and Qin Qing accidentally fell into the hands of Cui Mansion's mountain guards and were trapped in an iron cage. After witnessing Hua Xi's son Cui Wan being forced by his father Cui Lu, he never saw Cui Wan again.
He didn't hear or pay attention to the news related to it. And he only focused on everything and martial arts, but completely forgot about her. At this time, he was scolded by Tan Qing as "having a cold nature and no heart at all."
, he himself found it very appropriate.
Saint Li Xiaoman saw Tan Qing burst into tears and burst into tears. He also saw Yang Chaoxi picking at her nails and lowering her head in silence. She immediately took the tray from Tan Qing's hand, pulled her to sit down, held her shoulders and said:
"Miss Qin, don't say angry words. You and Mr. Yang have known each other for a long time, and the time we have been together is much longer than... than Xiaoman! If he is a heartless and unrighteous person, why should he never forget to go to Luo Luo?
Rou wants to avenge his shame? Why go to Yingchuan Villa at night to rescue Miss Cui Liu from the dragon's pond and tiger's den?
Let’s not talk about that time, but how did he treat you that time when you and I were detained in a prison car for a day and a night by Cui Fu Shanling Guards? There was also an earlier time when he knew that his apprentice Xiaodouzi was bitten by a vicious dog.
How did I pull you and beat that dandy? How did I tie up the eagle and dog and take you back to the Beggar Gang..."
"Stop talking! Yingying..."
Qin Qing opened Xiaoman's arm, and interrupted her with tears in his eyes, "Qing'er knows that what he said just now has lost its importance and has wronged your Young Master Yang! But if it weren't for the martial arts competition in the Zhaitan Altar, a strange combination of circumstances, Senior Brother Yang and Master Cui
Sister Cui made a sword duel agreement... and Senior Sister Cui's anger turned into love, and the love was deep-rooted! She, how could she be so resistant to marriage within the clan? Why should she disobey Cui Shibo and be that unkind and unfilial woman?!
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"Alas! I don't know where love comes from. Once it goes deep, the living can die, and the dead can live."
At this moment, a rich and experienced man's voice sounded in the ears of several people.
The three people followed the sound, but had different reactions:
Yang Chaoxi immediately recognized this person as Fang Mengde, the father of Fang Qidou and the owner of Dongli Teahouse, and hurriedly bowed his hands.
Although Saint Xiaoman didn't know this person, seeing his elegant robes and extraordinary demeanor, she stood up, made a flame with her hands, and performed the Holy Fire Ceremony.
Only Tan Qing was so indifferent to the other man's dream that he put away the tray, held back his tears, snorted coldly, turned away, and refused to say a word to him.
Fang Mengde didn't take it seriously, smiled and twirled his whiskers, and continued: "However, young people who indulge in love are like crucian carp crossing the river, most of them ask for trouble! You must know that the world is complex and beautiful, and it is not just men and women.
What is the sweetness and bitterness of personal love? How is it that those who indulge in it and refuse to free themselves are different from those who "cannot see Mount Tai with a leaf blocking their eyes and cannot hear the thunder of thunder"? From this point of view, the word "love" is a blessing.
If you don’t do it too much, it will cause serious harm! It’s better to stop it.”
Yang Chaoxi knew that Fang Shibo was the most advocating Confucianism and was also knowledgeable and talented. These earnest warnings were really heartfelt. As a person who had experienced this, he was able to enlighten the three of them, and he felt a little more respectful.
However, Xiaoman heard some Zen principles from these words, and immediately raised his eyes and said jokingly: "What you said makes sense. However, when heaven and earth create people, they are divided into yin and yang. When yin and yang are harmonious, humanity will prosper. End of love.
Desire is a great violation of human nature. It is actually a way for Buddhists to advocate spiritual practice and force others to do something difficult... Why do you respect me and not notice it?"
Fang Mengde was stunned for a moment and was speechless. After a moment, he laughed at himself: "What a sharp-tongued foreign woman! Her knowledge and knowledge are actually better than mine. Zoroastrianism is indeed a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. It's my rude words!"
"Fang Shibo said it lightly. If the situation can be avoided, why bother to find a way out? He can touch his upper lip to his lower lip, drop his book bag, and explain the truth... He deserves to be criticized by Sister Xiaoman!"
Tan Qing suddenly turned his head, his eyes were slightly red and swollen, and he gloated. But it was rare that he shared the same hatred with Xiao Man.
Seeing Fang Meng's eyes wide open and his chest bulging with anger, Yang Chaoxi hurriedly interrupted his conversation, stood up and came to the rescue, saying: "Uncle Fang, my nephew has something unclear. Why did you come here in person and teach Junior Sister Tan to dress up as Duan?"
What does the tea boy look like?"
Fang Mengde's face softened slightly, and he pointed at Tan Qing, who was dressed as a man and dressed like a waiter. The boss said unhappily: "It's not his father, Tan Qing. I don't worry that she is in a wrong place. Ask me to take care of her."
It just so happened that some of the guys at my Dongli Tea House had practiced boxing for several years and wanted to come here to broaden their horizons, so they brought all the cooking and tea-making equipment here and earned some money on the way. This little girl is also very busy.
I couldn’t help, so I had to arrange some light work like sweeping..."
"Hmph! Fang Shibo is looking through the cracks of the door! What kind of work did I not do when I was in the temple? She only thinks that I am the maid of the rough envoy. I am really a chicken in a chicken pot, and a bird in a pearl!"
Tan Qing didn't wait for him to finish, but already pouted, put his hands on his hips, and retorted angrily. Yang Chaoxi and Xiaoman couldn't help but laugh.
Yang Chaoxi knew that Fang Mengde was actually "Xuanwu", the Young Pavilion Master of Yishui Pavilion. He must have a deep meaning today. So he suppressed his laughter and said: "I wonder where Fang Shibo said that the guy who knows some boxing and kicking skills will stay now."
?How come there’s no one under this shed?”
Fang Mengde raised his eyebrows, first pointed to a circle of tents set up near the water and said: "Over there is the kitchen where water is boiled and tea is cooked. Most of the waiters are hiding there to 'help', but it is actually for the convenience of watching the fight.
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After that, he turned around and pointed to a vendor on the street and said, "That guy's name is Ma Xiaoliu...ah! He's the one guarding a bunch of potato sticks. He's the most shrewd and capable person in the tea shop, and he's also good at martial arts. If
I'll be on stage soon, my nephew might as well take a look at it. Haha!"
Yang Chaoxi looked around and saw a lean man holding a bird knife. His eyes were darting wildly, his face was full of smiles, and he kept selling the bamboo-like potato zhe in his hand.
Xiaoman pointed at the bird knife and said curiously: "It looks like a dagger but not a dagger, it looks like a hook but not a hook, but I don't know what kind of strange weapon it is?"
Fang Mengde was about to answer the question, but Yang Zhaoxi laughed and said: "This knife is not unusual. It is a tool used by farmers and carpenters to cut thorns and peel bark. It is called a 'bird knife'. The blade is slightly narrow and not as long as a foot."
, the tip of the knife is bent like a bird's beak, so it is called 'bird knife'."
However, Tan Qing rolled his eyes again, curled his lips and muttered: "I am so diligent, so that I can be a teacher to others!"
While several people were talking, Ma Xiaoliu could be seen with nimble hands and feet, wielding a knife like the wind. In an instant, he peeled off the outer skin of a purple-red potato peel, revealing the white jade-like inner core. Immediately, he raised the knife and dropped the knife.
A whole peeled potato was cut into several pieces in the air, and then the left arm was looped, and the pieces of potato were immediately held in the arms. Several knights also cheered.
Ma Xiaoliu smiled, but his right hand kept moving. As he flinched and raised, the bird knife suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a bundle of green cattail leaves, with more than ten leaves in total, all held in his mouth. Everyone
I also saw the five fingers of his right hand flying with extraordinary dexterity. I don't know how he manipulated it. In just ten breaths, he tied all the bulrushes to the cut lengths of potato sticks and held them in his hand, which attracted people's attention.
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"What's in the sleeves?" Yang Chaoxi couldn't help but wonder when he looked at Ma Xiaoliu's hidden blade technique.
"It's not a trick. It's just that the palms of the hands are flexible enough to return the bird knife to the sheath tied to the forearm." Fang Mengde stood with his hands behind his hands and explained with a smile.
At this moment, a smell of sheep odor floated in along the south wind. Although it was not very strong, it was also called tea and wine. The heroes who were feasting on the feast were greatly turned off. Those who could not restrain their temper were already convulsed.
I drew my sword and went to find the source of this sheep smell.
"The sun rises in the Songshan Col, the morning bell scares the birds. The creek is gurgling, and the yellow flowers are in their youth..."
The clear sound was sweet, the tone was melodious, and the slang was leisurely, resounding throughout the mountains. Hearing this, the hearts of the heroes trembled, and they immediately aroused infinite curiosity, and they all started searching.
I saw more than 20 goats of different sizes suddenly appearing from behind the rocks more than ten feet away. The sheep were scattered and making messy calls, followed by a girl about fourteen or fifteen years old. The song came from the mouth of this girl.
out.
The girl held a long whip in her hand and kept singing, singing with great joy. The long whip would be swung from time to time, driving the goats that had stopped and wandered away back into the herd, like a general leading his troops in triumph.
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The strange thing is that the sheep whip in the girl's hand is unexpectedly long. According to visual inspection, it is at least nearly three feet long!
The girl's waist was slender and her whip skills were agile. Every time she swung the long whip, there were sharp sounds like exploding bamboo joints beside the restless sheep.
Several rangers who were about to provoke, saw that she was just an ordinary shepherdess, and they immediately suppressed their temper. Even though they were still unhappy in their hearts, how could they embarrass a girl in front of heroes from all over the world?
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There were several thatched huts on the side of the road that sold mutton soup cakes. When the shopkeepers saw that the goats had short, thick wool and were very fat, they rushed out of the huts, stopped in the road, and asked how much the goats cost.
The shepherdess blocked the leading sheep, frowned slightly, and swung the whip again. The whip stretched out at a certain moment, and it was indeed more than three feet long, like a long snake scurrying towards the front of the sheep. The tip of the whip was not too much, not too little.
Just wiping the nose and mouth of the first sheep, a thunderous sound came out: "Pah!!"
The leading sheep was stunned and did not dare to move. The other sheep followed suit and stopped one after another, looking around at a loss, unaware that many gourmets were staring at them.
The shepherdess stretched out two fingers, shook them and said: "The big sheep will cost three guan for one, the small sheep will cost two guan for one, and the first sheep will not be sold."
"Tsk, tsk! The sheep are good sheep, but they are a bit expensive! Have you never done business, girl? Now the Uighur sheep in the three cities of Luoyang only cost 500 coins each, and it takes a lot of work to slaughter and skin them...
… If the girl gives you another price, I’ll buy three of them!”
A shopkeeper said with a sinister smile on his face, fortunately it was getting dark and not many people noticed.
Several shopkeepers nearby saw that he had taken the lead and lowered the price of the sheep quite a bit, so no one spoke to see what the shepherdess would say in response.
Unexpectedly, the shepherdess was impatient: "My uncle said, if you buy it at this price, you won't give up a penny. If the uncles find it too expensive, they will move out of the way, and the slave family will have to rush back early..."
"Buy, buy, buy! How not to buy!"
Seeing that the girl was about to leave, the shopkeeper hurriedly apologized and said with a smile, "With so many heroes and heroes coming here today, how much money are we still short of for mutton? Ugh! This is a lot of money. You have to count it... After the money and goods are paid, how much money is left?"
Don't regret or cheat."
After the shopkeeper said this, he took out a heavy cowhide baggage from the shed and handed it to the shepherdess. It turned out to be a large amount of "Kaiyuan Tongbao" with nine threads.
The great money of the Sheng Dynasty was fully divided. Ten coins weighed one tael, which was usually six pounds and four taels. Nine guan of money plus a cowhide bag weighed nearly sixty pounds. It would be difficult for an ordinary man to carry it, let alone a man.
A thin girl. The shopkeeper deliberately refused to change the money into silver collars and gave it to him, just to make fun of him.
Unexpectedly, the shepherdess didn't care at all. She took the cowhide bag lightly, opened it, counted it, and slung it over her shoulder. It was like it was a heavy weight! The shopkeepers were stunned to see it.
Immediately, the shepherdess whipped up her whip again, and hit the three sheep on the head with three "snap, snap, snap" sounds. The three sheep were like thunder, and they staggered out of the flock. After taking a few steps, they
He fell down, leaving only weak whines... The heroes naturally knew what was going on and cheered one after another.
The shopkeeper's face darkened: "Girl! Did you do something wrong with your business? I bought three big sheep, but the three you allocated are neither big nor small, and they can't produce too much."
Succulent... If you are not sincere, this business will not be done!"
The shepherdess' pretty face turned cold, she raised her neck and said: "I sold you sheep, big and small, so I have the final say! Now that the money is clear, the sheep will be killed for you. You want to regret it again, but
What’s the point?!”
When the other shopkeepers saw this, they all hid their mouths and snickered. They were all glad that they did not take action earlier, otherwise the fun would have gone too far.
The knights and nobles who were watching on the sidelines were not too concerned about the fuss, and they unanimously supported the shepherdess——
"That's right! I'm done with it! Is there any reason to regret it?"
"This is such a good deal! How much time is saved. We kill and sell now, so the meat is fresh..."
"Leave it to me to wash and skin the sheep. I will take care of it and cut the sheep cleanly!"
"This shopkeeper steals the chicken but loses the rice. It can be regarded as a lesson, and he will not lose anything!"
"..."
The shopkeeper had no choice but to get out of the way. He waved his hand and asked a few guys to drag the three sheep into the shed.
The shepherdess raised her long whip and was about to leave. However, she saw a figure in front of her on the right suddenly stopped in front of her and said with a hesitant expression:
"Where to go? If your sheep ate my potato peel and left like this, what's the point?"
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