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Volume Two, The Lake of Winter, Chapter 231: Blue Flower Cloth Wrapped

Volume 2: The Lake of Winter Chapter 231: Blue Calico Wrap

Ning Que asked: "What is this statement?"

Chen Pipi said: "Even if the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry is invincible, the second senior brother has legs, wouldn't he be able to run?"

Ning Que said: "You said before that it was impossible to run away. ""

"I am me, and the second senior brother is the second senior brother."

Chen Pipi said: "He runs faster than me. I don't even think your big black horse can catch up with him."

Ning Que suddenly thought of a question and said, "The question is, if he is surrounded by the army, with the character of the second senior brother, is it possible for him to escape before the battle?"

Chen Pipi thought for a moment and said, "Really not."

Ning Que said regretfully: "It seems that there are really no enemies of ten thousand people."

Chen Pipi shook his head and said: "I think even if the second senior brother is surrounded by thousands of people, he will not run away, but if he kills two thousand people with all his life, the rest will naturally collapse."

Ning Que said: "It makes sense."

Then he said with emotion: "Thinking about such a scene makes me feel hot all over. It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to see it."

After chatting all the way, the two walked out of the meadow and green forest and came to Suzaku Avenue, where they were about to separate.

Ning Que cupped his fists and bowed in salute, and said sincerely, "Thank you, senior brother."

Chen Pipi looked at him and sighed.

Ning Que remained silent.

Chen Pipi suddenly asked: "Why is this?"

Ning Que knew what he was asking about.

Why do you want to kill people, why do you want to confront the Tang Dynasty military, and why do you seem to be vaguely hostile to the general who has not yet returned.

He lowered his head and looked at a piece of green grass in front of his feet, silent.

In front of General Xu Shi, he would not admit anything. In front of the world, he would definitely say that he was as clean as a little white flower, but he did not want to hide Chen Pipi.

So he raised his head, looked into Chen Pipi's eyes, and said calmly: "Xiahou killed my whole family. Holy Church."

Hearing this answer, Chen Pipi was slightly shocked, with ripples on his cheeks. After a long silence, he stretched out his round hand and patted his shoulder to express comfort.

"Then there is indeed a reason to be angry."

"Xiahou is not an ordinary person. You can't assassinate him, because with your current level of cultivation, even if you come up with flowers, you can't assassinate him."

Chen Pipi looked at Ning Que and said worriedly: "And after all, he is a general of the Tang Dynasty and a guest minister of Xiling. The influence of his status is completely different. Even if the teacher doesn't care about this matter, the senior brother will definitely not agree, and the second senior brother will not help you.

I am no match for Xiahou."

Ning Que understood what he said and was completely moved.

Chen Pipi finally asked: "Xiahou returns to Chang'an at the end of autumn, what are you going to do?"

Ning Que shook his head and said, "I don't know."





Tang Dynasty Palace.

The palace, which had been washed away by rain all day and night, looked particularly majestic and majestic under the clear blue sky.

Xu Shi has been looking at this palace for decades. He is very familiar with it and is still not tired of it. Just like his body now, although he is old and his old lung disease has not gone away, he is still as young as when he first entered the military camp.

So tall and straight, still full of passion and attachment.

The emperor put down the medicine bowl and frowned, as if he felt a little bitter. He waved the eunuch to retreat, looked at the old general beside him, and said: "Although you and I both have coughs, the diseases are different. I can't give you this medicine."

, I asked you to be raised in the south, why do you have to come back?"

Xu Shi was very grateful for His Majesty's trust in him and even his meticulous care, but this did not mean that he agreed with all of His Majesty's measures. He said: "The Nanma Mountain tribe submitted a petition for surrender last spring, and there is peace there.

Just pressing the moon wheel outside the forest, what am I doing there? Although the humidity there is indeed good for lung diseases, I really am not used to that sticky air."

The emperor said: "Forget it, you can go back to Chang'an if you want. With you looking after the military department, I will have less to worry about."

Xu Shi said: "It's just this matter that I have to ask Your Majesty to worry more about."

The emperor was silent.

Xu Shi said: "Your Majesty, please build the "" courtyard so that Master can cure Ning Que's crime."

The emperor turned to look at him and asked, "Is there any evidence?"

Xu Shi said: "No. ("")"

The emperor asked again: "When I wanted to punish Xia Hou, what did you say?"

Xu Shi said: "I didn't speak."

The emperor said: "But my younger brother has spoken, the prime minister has spoken, the minister of Dali Temple has spoken, and even the queen has spoken. They all said that it is clearly written in the Tang law that there is no crime without evidence."

He looked at the most loyal old general of the Tang Dynasty and laughed at himself: "After thinking about it for several nights, I didn't express any objection, and you didn't express your objection either. Are you going to oppose it now?"

Xu Shi was silent for a long time, and then said: "Even if there is no evidence, it is not a crime, I still insist that handing over the Shocking God Formation to Ning Que is a very wrong thing."

"You and Yan Se have been friends for many years."

The emperor frowned slightly and said, "Why do you have so little trust in his successors?"

Xu Shi did not explain any more, but said stubbornly: "I don't trust Chang'an City being handed over to him."

The emperor pondered for a moment and said, "I can rest assured that Ning Que is doing things."





In the early morning, Lao Bizhai.

Sang Sang got up early as usual, but she didn't chop wood and boil water to buy breakfast as usual. She glanced at the sleeping Ning Que, quietly pushed the door open, walked to the front bunk, and knelt down to display the

After digging around in a deep drawer under the shelf for a long time, he took out a neatly packed package.

The package was a small floral cloth with a blue background. She bought it yesterday. She didn't know what was inside, but judging from the way she was holding the package carefully, it must be very precious.

After walking out of Laobi Studio, boarding the carriage she had arranged yesterday in the morning light, she went to Hong Xiu Zhao.

As the most aristocratic and romantic place in the world, Red Sleeves attracts all the noble people who come and go. It is elegant and not stale, but it is still a romantic place after all. Not to mention singing and dancing every night, it only closes in the middle of the night. Naturally, it does not open its doors early in the morning to welcome guests.

It makes sense, so when Sangsang stepped out of the carriage with the package in her arms, both the side door and the front door were closed tightly. The streets were quiet, and there was only the sound of sweeping the floor in the distance.

Sangsang looked around to make sure no one noticed her. After the carriage left, she ran to Hongxiu and opened the side door. Before she could knock on the door, the door opened a corner, revealing Xiaocao's face.

The two girls looked very nervous, as if they were thieves, but there was no need to exchange any signals or greetings, so Xiaocao welcomed her in.





The once famous Shuizhu girl from a brothel in Chang'an has now become a good girl. Although the rubbing business of chicken soup stickers is not as good as before, but with a fortune of millions, how can she think about continuing her romantic career? Moreover, someone in Alley 47 is trying to become a disciple.

Dignity has already made an agreement with Jane and everyone, even if she wanted to, she couldn't do it.

Shuizhu'er still lives in Hongxiuzhao. She reads, plays the piano or goes to Chang'an City to play every day. When she has nothing to do, she teaches the kabuki performers. She lives a happy life. She is still used to going to bed late and getting up late.

I don't get up until noon, which is no different from previous years.

But today, when it was still dark, she got up from the bed, washed herself under the service of the maid, and sat at the table with her hands on her cheeks, waiting for someone to arrive.

The maid looked at her suppressing tiredness and yawning endlessly, and thought to herself, who exactly is the important person that the young lady is waiting for? She is so worried. If everyone Jian or the person from Lin 47 Lane knows about it, she is afraid that she will be killed.

Cause big trouble.

The door was pushed open, Sangsang walked in, but Xiaocao stayed outside the door.

Shuizhu'er looked at the blue cloth package in Sangsang's arms, her eyes suddenly brightened, she stood up and asked, "You're such a brave girl, you actually dare to come here alone."

Sangsang put the package on the table and said, "If the other party really asks where it came from, just say I stole it."





The sky is getting brighter.

A small sedan with green curtains left the red sleeves and arrived at the lakeside in the south of the city.

The lake is a quiet lake, and there is a restaurant named Deshengju. The name of the restaurant was inscribed by Master Jijiu himself. It is the first-class noble restaurant in Chang'an City.

Opposite the restaurant, there is a house with black eaves and green tiles, which is quiet and beautiful. This place specializes in selling antiques, calligraphy and paintings. It is called Yishiju. It is said that it is owned by the same owner as Deshengju.

Compared with Deshengju, Yishiju is much less famous. Not many people in Chang'an City know about it. However, the really rich princes and wealthy businessmen in the world all know that this inconspicuous house is home to famous antiques in the world.

The place where calligraphy and painting are most concentrated.

The small sedan with green curtains did not get off the sedan in front of Yishiju, but was directly and respectfully brought into the inner courtyard by a steward.

Shuizhu'er walked down from the sedan chair with her blue flower cloth wrapped in her arms.

The boss of Yishiju personally greeted her in the courtyard with an unusually gentle and polite attitude.

Being able to single-handedly create Deshengju and Yishiju, this boss is naturally no ordinary person and has a very deep background. Although Shui Zhuer was once a famous girl who made a splash in Chang'an City, she knows that there is a huge gap between her and the other person's status.

I am able to receive this courtesy only because of this package in my arms.

She didn't say anything more and directly put the package in her arms on the table.

The owner of Yishiju looked at the blue flowered rags used in the package and saw at a glance that they were cheap items. He couldn't help but be stunned. He thought that someone in the world could use such coarse cloth to pack such precious items? Thinking like this, he felt a little confused.

I was wary, but thinking about the rubbings leaked from the woman in front of me in the past year, as well as the rumors in the calligraphy and painting shop, I finally decided to take a chance.

Shui Zhuer looked at the owner of Yishiju in front of her, suppressed the nervousness in her heart, and said softly: "It will last for ten days. I will wait for your good news in the red sleeves."

The boss frowned slightly and said: "Miss Shuizhu'er, you should know very well that we have to bear a big responsibility in this kind of business, and it is this servant..."

"Don't talk to me about commissions."

Shuizhu'er smiled and said: "I'm just an errand boy. You can't tell me this, and we both know what it means to Yishiju if these things flow into the world through your hands, let alone commissions.

I really want to collect some money from you for that person."

When the boss heard this, he knew that the other party was a transparent and caring person, and said with a smile: "When the thing is done, I will reward Miss Shuizhu'er. I really have no need to say what I said before."

Shui Zhuer left in a small sedan with green curtains.

The boss dismissed all his subordinates, leaving only the respected old shopkeeper.

The old shopkeeper looked at the blue flower package and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Is it really... the authentic work of that person?"

The boss said with emotion: "If there is no guarantee, why would I put up such a big battle?"

The old shopkeeper thought about the great appraisers in the calligraphy and painting shops in the courtyard, and thought that this was indeed the case.

He looked at the blue flower package, stroked his beard and sighed: "Ning is such a romantic person, but the little maid in the house is so greedy for money. It's really touching. I even feel a little unworthy of him."





(That’s all for today. I’ll have a rest tomorrow. I wish everyone a happy weekend.)

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