The night is too long and people are desolate.

Under the lights of thousands of families, Zhou Xiaoxiao guarded Li Ruyu, and there was no sign of awakening.

There is no time to go out, and you have to touch your forehead if you urinate, you will have a fever... If you have fever, your injuries will become very difficult. Fortunately, you have to rely on the mountains to eat, and the village has never lacked precious medicinal materials.

In the early years, when Xiaoxiao's father was not dead, he had to lay bluestone slabs on the floor of the room and search for stones up the mountain. He found a wild boar and a python confronted each other, and the one he was fighting for was a plant under a large stone.

Wild boars in the mountains, especially those with pine forests, have to rub them on the trees when they are itchy. Over time, a layer of pine oil is wrapped on the skin. After drying and hard, it looks like armor, and it is difficult to break a sword and a good bow is difficult to penetrate.

Experienced hunters directly choose to give up when they see this wild boar.

So there is a saying in the mountains that one pig, two tigers, and three bears.

However, the python is not bad either, it is nearly two meters long, so it is indeed qualified to compete with the wild boar.

In the end, there was no pig or snake dying together, and the bloody plot of Xiao Xiao Daddy picking up a big advantage. The python was arched by a wild boar and fled in panic. The plant that looked a bit like a human entered the pig's mouth.

After the wild boar left, his father went to find it and found a fish that had missed the net.

Looks like a person, too.

But it is much smaller, only a finger and a half thick.

When he brought it back to the village, the Master said that this is called Polygonum multiflorum, which is a holy product for healing and nourishing the body.

This time, Li Ruyu was injured, so Aunt Zhou wrapped it in red cloth and added it to Chinese medicine under the advice of the barefoot doctor, hoping that Li Ruyu could cure it soon - no matter how expensive it is, it is not as good as a son-in-law.

Li Ruyu was not awake for a moment, and Aunt Zhou was ready and asked Xiaoxiao to take care of her at this moment, so she went home to get the quilt and clothes.

I will be vigil with Xiaoxiao tonight.

That being said, she was the one who really watched the night.

I don't want to let my daughter stay up late.

The remains of Da'an who had lost the country were panicked at night. The village was so big that everyone knew that there were outsiders from the mountain, wearing luxurious robes with flying fishes and a long and narrow knife around their waists.

It is very majestic, and it is too much hit by Huang Qi, a Lizheng in Shunjiangji.

When Zhu Qi asked the villagers to learn about Sun Jiefu's death, he took out the waist card from his arms. It was so beautiful. It was made of bronze, with a double-sided lion head and two claws holding the ridge, and the four sides were like seal script, with one character in front and back.

He was recognized by several children, one word "bei" and one word "zhen".

Everyone doesn’t know what Beizhen is, but I think it’s very powerful. These two soldiers must have a good background.

The villagers don’t have much writing.

But there is a truth that everyone knows that the Daliang Law does not need to be popularized and has been passed down by word of mouth for generations.

Rebellion requires beheading.

I haven't thought about it carefully before, but I just thought that being an official is so powerful. Today, when the sending people came, these remaining ministers became scared. Is it considered rebellion to follow Sun Jiefu to join the Da'an Dynasty?

When asked about the children who had studied with Master, they all said yes.

This makes people panic.

Therefore, in the middle of the night, blue smoke suddenly rose everywhere in Fanmian Village.

The remaining ministers were quietly burning the imperial edicts and court robes at home, fearing that they would be discovered by the police, and they would be desolate to behead them after a fall.

In a private school, the master sat on the stone table.

Wine is on the table and sword is in the sheath.

In the afternoon, I found a child to get the sword back. Anyway, I can't hide it from the two men in Beizhen Fushi. It's not as good as being open and honest. So what's wrong with my sword?

I heard from the students that when I took the sword, the young man surnamed Zhao just smiled meaningfully.

It was not stopped.

The Master was a little confused, and this young man was a little unfathomable.

The surname Zhao is the surname of the country...

But then again, when I saw his pretty smile today, I felt the urge to kick him in his face.

That face was really a bit of a beating.

The Master picked up the wine pot, thought about it and then put it down, but he lost the interest in drinking.

How to break this game?

If you had to choose to kill someone with a sword in the end, Master Li would not hesitate, but the matter did not reach that point, so you were a little unwilling to accept it and became worried about gains and losses. After all, the poems accumulated in his heart over the past ten years can be waited for, but you will die without seeing the light of heaven. This is the most miserable ending of a poet's life.

The Master remembered the day Huang Chao was struck by lightning and how he felt after a conversation with Li Ruyu.

I couldn't help but sigh.

I was not at all free and easy when I passed this cold.

Zhao Changyi and Zhu Qi sat opposite each other and exchanged their views on today.

Basically, Zhu Qi said that Zhao Changyi listened.

In front of the crowd, Zhao Changyi didn't talk much, and talked to the octogenarian in the afternoon. It was hard to see once a year. This made people feel cold and naturally unpopular in the circle of wealthy brothers in Kyoto.

Zhao Changyi didn't care either.

Even a little disdainful.

What are you doing? Be your brothers with me, Zhao Changyi, and I, the trouser shirt?

The Qianhu, a member of the Beizhen Fushi whom I took the initiative to recognize as my elder brother, has been demoted to the place where a hundred households were sent to the place...

After hearing Zhu Qi talked for a long time, it was related to the death of Sun Jiefu, the Yiren. Zhao Changyi suppressed his anger, but he couldn't help it and looked unhappy, "We went to Fanmian Village for this Yiren?"

Zhu Qi was stunned for a moment, then woke up and said in a panic: "What did your son find out?"

Zhao Changyi stared at the swaying lights.

In the remote mountains and valleys, even the lights were so dim that I couldn't help but search around, but didn't find any small sharp objects. I simply reached in front of Zhu Qi and said, "Get them!"

Zhu Qi was puzzled, "What?"

"knife."

Zhu Qi had no choice but to take off the embroidered spring knife from his waist and hand it over.

Zhao Changyi pulled out, carried the handle of the knife on his shoulder, and approached the tip of the knife with one hand. He used this embroidered slasher, which symbolically means more than his sharp name, to pick up the wick, and said that from frugality to extravagance, it is easy to go from extravagance to frugality…

Zhu Qi was speechless.

I actually do such a thing with an embroidered spring knife. Besides, why don’t you use yours? Should my knife be more beautiful?

But if the big guys from the Beizhen Fushi learned about this, they would probably be scolded.

Then I thought, the North Town Fushishi University is better than him?

That was a joke. He quietly entered the Beizhen Fushi, but the commander of the Dushi was so scared that if he had any accidents, the Beizhen Fushi would have to be in trouble. He originally wanted to let the Qianhu, the best-in-law of the Beizhen Fushi, protect him, but this guy directly named himself.

Did he kill the prefect in Jiangling Mansion three years ago and it was his eyes on him?

Zhu Qi didn't know.

But I have to accept the fierce look of this young master.

If you really want to talk about your skills, there are not many people in the Beizhen Fushishi who are better than me... Sometimes, the official rank does not represent ability. This is the darkness of the officialdom. Otherwise, with his own ability, he would have been a thousand households long ago.

The room was much brighter, and the candlelight shone on Zhao Changyi's face. As he swayed, he saw the young man saying softly with a longing look on his face, "I think I'm in love."

Zhu Qi was stunned.

Love is something...

Generally speaking, it is a luxury for ordinary people. It is a blessing to marry a wife and have a full house. It is better to marry a fair wife. The men from the officials and wealthy families take their concubines and raise some singers.

Most of the young men in high families and deep families also decide to marry, and they are victims of collusion with interests.

in love?

Something is nothing.

For the sake of living, people without money have a woman who can live and are content with having children. There are too many rich women and do not need love.

Of course, there are many sentient beings in the world, and there are also heroic stories.

I couldn't help asking, "Who?"

Zhao Changyi smiled and said, "A girl, twelve or twelve years old."

The legs are slender and the chest is like green plums, which should be the age of buds.

Zhu Qi didn't know what to say at all.

It's a beast.

Looking at his smiling expression, Zhu Qi didn't know why, but he really wanted to kick him in his face - this feeling has not been a day or two, and I really wanted to do this for the first time I saw him.
Chapter completed!