AWB Chapter 8 "You, You,"
Chapter 8 "You, You,"
Chapter 8
"Master Luo." Zuo Prime Minister Ye Qinyu stopped Luo Ying. This third-rank guard with a knife was often absent, making him very helpless to find someone for something.
"Lord Prime Minister Zuo, what's your business?" Luo Ying cupped her hands and signaled the old man with his eyes to hurry up if he had anything to say, he still wanted to catch the thief.
"There is something I need to tell you." Ye Qinyu is in his early fifties this year, and the beard he grew early for his status and stability has already flowed to his chest. He looks very fairy-like.
"What?" The relationship between Luo Ying and Ye Qinyu is actually good. Ye Qinyu is not only Prime Minister Zuo, but is also in charge of the Jianghu affairs. The court is secretly watching to avoid anything that shouldn't happen.
"There is news from Jiangzhou that there is a masked man who was accepted at a poetry meeting. His background cannot be seen, but he often lives in Xianyuan Inn." Ye Qinyu looked at Luo Ying, "Who is Xianyuan Inn?" I don't need to talk about Mr. Luo's property."
"You want me to go back again?" Luo Ying frowned, "Old man, you have to know that it will take two months to go back and forth. If that guy wants to do something, there is nothing to stop him."
"But I don't think he wants to do anything." Ye Qinyu squeezed his beard, "Besides, I don't know if that person is a devil."
"Whether it's a devil or not, you can't let people from the rivers and lakes meddle in the government. Since he is in office, it is necessary to investigate." Luo Ying smiled: "Since your boss has entrusted you, then I will go again .”
"It's obvious that you don't want to go to court every day, and you've only been in court for two days and you've asked the emperor for an errand. If the emperor doesn't give it to you, I'll give it to you." Ye Qinyu chuckled.
"I advise you, it's better to accumulate some morals." Luo Ying shook her head seeing Ye Qinyu's indifference. "There is no merit in your mouth, but only crime in your deeds."
"The crime is not in the present, but in the history books." Ye Qinyu shook his head and left, "Don't forget my words."
"I don't know who has a bad memory." Luo Ying rolled her eyes and looked up.
Back at the mansion, Luo Ying summoned the housekeeper: "This house will be entrusted to you again."
"My lord, did you get an errand with the emperor?" The old housekeeper, surnamed Chen, was an old slave rescued by Luo Ying from exile. The old master's family was beheaded for crimes. Luo Ying saw that the old man could not make it to Urumqi, so she had a discussion with the emperor. , Anyway, he was exiled as a slave, so it is better to give him this man who is going to buy a servant.
"Probably." Standing at the door, Luo Ying took off her court attire: "Put away the court attire, otherwise I will be deposed by the emperor."
"Yes, sir, you can't stay at home for a few days, and your subordinates don't want to keep running with you like this." Old Chen dusted the dust, put the court clothes on his hands, and looked at his grandfather who was directly in bunt Entering the room to drink tea, shaking his head helplessly.
"Who said they would be useful this time." Luo Ying put the waist knife on the table, and went into the inner room to pack her clothes. "This time I will go by myself, and the way back and forth is fast. Tell those two old women not to use my shirt as a rag. Although it is not a good material, don't wash it out of the fringe. It is a good long shirt. It’s just washing me into a cloak, and earning a circle of sable hair for nothing.”
"Even if my father is strong, I can't help you being so cold." Luo Ying packed her luggage and came out to tease Old Chen, "You guys just look at my good temper, don't you?"
"That's the reason." Lao Chen nodded, then looked at his grandfather's eyes, smiled and backed away.Luo Ying himself is careless, there are some summer shirts for winter wear, and the fringe is not washed by the old lady, it is Luo Ying who has worn it for too long, but he has no such concept, thinking that it is because of washing too much, so he uses this Just kidding the housekeeper.
"By the way, tell me that I have accepted two Zhuangzi, remember to report to the official department, don't let people find fault with us saying that we were greedy and did not report." Luo Ying walked out of the living room, turned around and took another sip of tea, then whistled, A pure black horse came tumbling over, "Let's go, old man, we have to go to Jiangzhou."
Luo Ying's figure disappeared into the alley, and behind Steward Chen, an old lady came over with a coat, "Butler Chen, the master still took the old one."
"It's a good thing he's gone, otherwise I'd hear you calling me master and you'd have to repeat it." Old Chen shook his head: "Next time just throw the old one away, maybe he won't be able to tell."
"Isn't that good?" Mama Liu held the clothes.
"Then ask him when he comes back next time before the emperor takes him into the palace to play chess." Old Chen entered the room with his court clothes in his hands, then smiled.
In Jiangzhou, Xi Qi looked at the talented scholars who were writing policy theory in front of him, holding a jug in his hand, "I have to force you to write, do you think you are real literati? How can literati know how to write policy theory?"
"We are poets." One of the leaders tremblingly said, "What we have is thought, the sublimation of spirit, not those vulgar articles."
"Oh? So you eat flowers and drink dew every day? You don't need to eat salt? You don't need to buy pens, inks, papers and inkstones?" Xi Qi raised her eyebrows and gave the man a blank look: "Your poet status is not only able to attract a few young ladies and then exhibit it around Besides, what else does it do?"
"What's more, you are not poets yet. Poets' perceptions are based on the theory of social practice. I don't see anything related to poetry in your romantic sentences, except for the gorgeous rhyming words." Xi Qi pouted. , with a look of disdain.
"Since you don't like our poems, why do you ask us to write articles? We have no grievances or enmities with you. Are you trying to humiliate literati?"
"First of all, poems and articles are two different things. I know that you must have plausible arguments for things you don't like, so I asked you to come and write them. Also, sir, I spent money to buy your articles. How can it be called humiliation? Anyway, you write His poems were also auctioned by the Poetry Society with clearly marked prices." Xi Qi raised an eyebrow: "As for humiliating literati, if you really have the character of literati, would you still follow me to this White Crane Tower?"
"you you,"
"Me, me, what me? If I can get information from those people in government schools, government schools, I still need to find you." Xi Qi rolled his eyes under the mask, thinking about it, but those people thought he was If he wants to rebel, damn it, if he wants to rebel, he still needs to find them!I don't know what to think.
Xi Qi also didn't think about his current status, he belonged to the kind of person who had to be on guard but couldn't be rushed, and from the perspective of the state government school, rejecting his request that had touched the bottom line was actually risking his life.
As for what he ordered in the end not to report, this group of people would not dare to beat them to death, as long as this master does not bring any lawsuits to destroy his family. Open one eye and close one eye.
Xi Qi wanted to control the market. From the account books of the Devil's Cult, he found a problem that there were many places where pledged goods existed. It can’t be sold at all. His warehouse and property are not only for information, but also to make money. Although the Demon Cult’s mountain is magnificent, most of them were stolen from early tombs. In fact, the Demon Cult’s property can only be guaranteed. A profit of just a few cents, a profit that can't even reach [-]%, is a big blow to Xi Qi, a person who makes a lot of money.
To find the reason from the top, Xi Qi must know how many unnecessary losses there are, especially when his subordinates have not found any idiots for the time being.But——Xi Qi looked at the few who were writing to him now, and he remembered that there was a future Hubu Shangshu in the book. Although he only mentioned that sentence, no one told him to read too much. Much, so remember.
"Write obediently and write down all your opinions." Xi Qi emptied the jug and said leisurely, "I'll give you sweets after writing. This ancient wine is fragrant, but it's boring."
Several poets looked at the windows sealed by wooden strips, crying in their hearts, and the pens in their hands trembled from trembling to trembling.
Two hours later, Xi Qi looked at those who had accepted the reality and nodded, "The ability to adapt is pretty good."
The news that the mysterious masked man hosted a banquet for the top ten in the poetry meeting spread throughout the day and night, and there was quite a commotion in Jiangzhou. It is said that when the ten talented scholars came out, they invited their friends to share their joy. Obviously, they communicated well .Xi Qi brought a carload of cars and was overwhelmed by those "poets" and caused Wang Xiaosan to continue to go north due to the "bad consequences" caused by those "poets".
"My lord, are you going to the capital?" Wang Xiaosan asked curiously, beating the whip.
"The capital?" Xi Qi blinked: "It's okay. You can go, I think, let's go around them first." Recently, the protagonist duo are traveling in the south, and they will not go north until the martial arts conference. That's when the main plot started. The battle between the Five Poison Sect and the Demon Sect made people discover the wolfish ambitions of the Demon Sect. Suddenly, they united with the same enemy and united with the officials who had been staring at the Demon Sect and began to kill them.
There are still two years left before the martial arts conference, and Xi Qi wants to suspend the plans that the Demon Cult has already begun to prepare secretly during this period. First, he must kill the sprouts and usurpation seeds of their elders' rebuttals at the time of pollination.
Xi Qi went northward, and the journey was leisurely.Luo Ying traveled from the capital city to Jiangzhou at high speed, and when it was obvious that there would be no accidents, the two met unexpectedly.
The reason why I say accident is that these two people were invited up the mountain by robbers along the way.Neither of them were hostages, and the reason they were invited up the mountain was because there were two waves of robbers on this mountain who were about to fight and clear the scene.
Xi Qi sat on the branch of a tree, surrounded by fruits brought from the bandit's lair, while Wang Xiaosan remained obediently in the wing room, he didn't have the guts of his young master yet.
"Hey, is it you again?"
Luo Ying saw that leisurely man, he was on the tree next door, receiving the fruit thrown by him, Luo Ying tilted her head, "You are the man from Moling Town."
"Yes. Are you coming to the theater?" Xi Qi nodded, and began to think in his heart that in the past two months, he had no cases around him.No way, guilty conscience.