Chapter 6: Nervous ()

"It turns out to be a knight. Lucky, I have been honored by the deeds of all the heroes in the world since I was a child. The name of Lucky Yue is even more well-known... If Lucky knew Mr. Yue's identity, he would definitely be... he would be very excited and he had to worship the hero as his teacher." Tang Yuanwai's difficult organizer language.

Yue Buqun said: "The young man is smart and agile, and has a lot of wisdom. If he wants to learn art from Yue, Yue will not be able to ask for it."

Tang Yuanwai was stunned. Unexpectedly, Yue Buqun really showed his intention to accept disciples. However, although he actually looked up to the people in the martial arts world, it was very different from the respect he was to be an official. With Tang Jinlou's head, how could he be worthy of the ancestors of the Tang family if he didn't take the imperial examination?

He thought that what Yue Buqun liked was his martial arts wisdom. Xiaolouer studied well and could become a high-ranking official in the future and shining his ancestors. If he went to practice martial arts, no matter how good he practiced, he would not know what it would be useful.

These thoughts were just a change in his mind. In fact, he didn't know Yue Buqun at all, nor did he know his great reputation in the world, so it was impossible for his son to worship him. What's more, Yue Buqun also said casually, who could say that his words must have a deep meaning, maybe he just dealt with Tang Yuanwai perfunctorily.

After thinking so much, Tang Yuanwai's head gradually became enlightened, and the tension caused by sitting with the suspects of bandits gradually eased. When chatting with Yue Buqun, it was not as inappropriate as before. Yue Buqun was very well-educated. After a conversation, Tang Yuanwai was gradually impressed.

At this time, there was a sound on the stairs. Tang Yuanwai looked up and said, "Ling Tu is down." Yue Buqun said, "I have to thank the official for reminding you about Qingquan Town." Tang Yuanwai said proudly: "Where are somewhere, walk in the world, you should help each other."

Lauderno approached, stood upright, and whispered: "Master, you're ready."

"Why did it take so long?"

Lauderno said: "Disciple knows the mistake."

Yue Buqun said softly: "What's wrong with you...Denuo, don't blame yourself."

"yes."

Yue Buqun glanced at the people around him in a hidden way and thought to himself: If I don’t let me see the “bandits” with my own eyes, how could you be willing?

Mr. Su was originally a down-and-out scholar. After years of missed, he gradually became disheartened. He wanted to return to his hometown to open a school to teach his master and apprentice. Unexpectedly, a small Qingquan Town, a Mr. Zheng appeared. Not only was he very talented, but he also had the identity of a juren. Mr. Su then settled for the second best and opened a music shop. He taught children who like music on weekdays and occasionally sold one or two musical instruments. Although it was not enough to fill his stomach, his family had fertile land and didn't care about these things.

Speaking of which, people like Mr. Su would not take the exam if they failed several exams, and if someone better than him competed with him, they would not teach, and they would generally live a relatively slow life. Seeing that most of the people in the town had left, he was still sitting firmly in his shop. Although he was a little panicked, he was more confident in the entire society. He believed that the world was bright and bright, so how could the bandits robbed so blatantly!

In the end, his wife couldn't help it and took her daughter to drag him to close the store. Only then did he barely feel that something seemed wrong, so he ordered the woman to pack up her things, and of course he was sitting at the door and looking at the wind.

This was the time when Mrs. Zheng came here. Mr. Su was waiting and waiting anyway, so he took Zheng to buy musical instruments and prepared to do his last business today.

"What musical instrument does Mrs. Tang want?" Mr. Su asked while introducing the "boutique" in his store to Zheng, understanding the needs of customers will play a decisive role in business.

"This... I think about it, either the flute or the piano can be." Mrs. Zheng obviously hadn't decided yet.

Although Mr. Su is slow in life, he is definitely not stupid. Seeing this situation, he turned his eyes and suggested: "The things here are made by the masters hired by his family. They are not suitable for the identity of a wife. There are some fine products in my store, so why not take them out and let the wife see them." Any store has this habit of stocking up on the fine products, which is both a routine and a safety need. However, how exquisite the fine products can be found in such a small place in Qingquan Town is still worth discussing.

Mrs. Zheng did not see what she liked, so she nodded, Mr. Su smiled and said goodbye, lifted a curtain, and disappeared. Mrs. Zheng was still looking at the musical instruments in the store alone, hoping that the one she liked appeared, but unfortunately she was destined to be disappointed. Mr. Su just said it very clearly that these instruments were made by the workers in his family, so there would be no fine products.

After a while, Mr. Su came out, and his family came out together, a woman with a charming charm and a girl with a pink and jade bracelet. The woman was carrying a package in her hand, obviously preparing to go on a long trip. She gave Zheng a little blessing and pulled her daughter to stand aside.

Of course, Zheng knew what was going on, and they were all running away now! Mr. Su put down the two things he was holding in his hand and said, "Madam, this store is not a famous store, and these two things are truly considered high-quality."

Zheng looked down and saw two instruments placed on the table by Mr. Su. One was a long flute, which was green all over. Zheng couldn't help but touch it with his hands. He felt that it was neither bamboo nor jade, and he didn't know what it was made of. The other was a guzheng, made of ebony, with the carvings on it hidden in ancient style. Zheng smiled on his face. These two instruments were really good things.

Mr. Su narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled, "These two things were made for me by a friend I met in the early years. Although this craftsmanship of making instruments is not unrivaled in the world, it is definitely considered a master of this art! Although these two instruments are not famous instruments, they can be regarded as first-class."

Zheng smiled. She didn't have so much scheming. When she was well-off, she never pulled her mouth and pressed down a price of one or two taels. She smiled and said, "These both are very good, so I'll choose this flute. How much does it cost?" Mr. Su quoted a price, and Zheng took out the silver notes and gave them to him for remedy. The transaction was extremely fast and both sides felt very satisfied.

At this time, footsteps sounded at the door, and a small figure flashed in, then remembered Tang Jinlou's anxious voice: "Auntie, you are here, come back with me."

When Tang Jinlou sneaked out of the back door, the street was already more deserted than in the morning. The stranger who was staring in the lobby and the deserted street scene made him feel a little frost. Only by touching the dagger at his waist could he feel a little safe. But he also knew that if he encountered a bandit, he would never be his opponent with the dagger. At that time, he would even be skinned on the street... or even peeled it as a warning!

Tang Jinlou couldn't help but feel cold all over, but his heart became even calmer. He found his aunt, took her back, and then came out with his father. Even if he didn't perform well in the lobby, it didn't matter. As long as he got on the carriage, the sky was high and the earth was far away, the family would be safe. He had already made sure that those strangers did not ride horses in order not to attract attention. But this made Tang Jinlou almost sure of their identity and nothing. Was it just to come for morning tea at the most dangerous time in Qingquan Town?

As for whether they would be constables, Tang Jinlou shook his head. If this were in 2008, I would believe it.

Seeing that Tang Jinlou was anxious, his forehead was slightly sweating, and his heart became nervous: "What's wrong? Is Laifu back? Did he bring bad news?" Tang Jinlou was stunned. The question Zheng asked was exactly the same as his mother, who was worthy of being a real sister. He shook his head and said, "No, but it's almost the same, let's talk while walking." He turned his head to the three of his family who were stunned and said, "Mr. Su, you can leave quietly, don't make any noise, I'm afraid that the rumors have come true, and now there are strangers in our town." Mr. Su said, "I think everyone is running out now, why are there strangers coming to the town..." He suddenly understood and his face turned pale, "This...what should I do?"

Seeing that he was anxious, the mother and daughter were at a loss, and they felt depressed, and said, "Mr. Su, you go out of the town quickly." Mrs. Su said tremblingly, "But we don't have horses. If they have already come, we, we..." Tang Jinlou said, "Don't worry, those are just outposts, and the real horse thieves are still early." This is a big truth, and once this is said, Tang Jinlou's own nervousness has been relieved a lot. Indeed, the horse thieves have not appeared yet, and everything is just his own inference. Even if these strangers are really thieves, they have great hope of escaping.

Mr. Su shook his head and said, "Well, whether it is a voice or a death, it is up to God to decide. As long as we work hard, even if we die, the whole family will always die together." Mrs. Su smiled and leaned gently on Mr. Su. She pulled her daughter with her other hand. The little girl was still young and didn't know exactly what was going on, but she felt the depression of her family and her face was also solemn.

Tang Jinlou looked at Mr. Su apologetically: "Goodbye." He pulled his aunt out of the store. If Uncle Xu had prepared two carriages, if Uncle Xu had prepared two horses... he would definitely not help but let Mr. Su leave with his family. Unfortunately, now he can only join his aunt and wish them good luck.

ps: Speaking of nervousness, I remembered the earthquake. In fact, the 8.0-magnitude earthquake hit us at that time, which made the building shake violently for two minutes. However, afterwards, whenever there were aftershocks, there would be people running down the building. In fact, aftershocks would not (usually) be greater than the main shock magnitude. Looking back now, our place is actually very safe.
Chapter completed!