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Chapter 76

"Brother Yuanjiang, Brother An Dao, what happened?"

"Duanfu, I don't have time to talk to you now... Remember, be careful with Yang Shen... No, Zhang Yanghao, be careful with that Zhang Yanghao, he is very dangerous..."

"Brother Yuanjiang..."

"Go to Zhengmeng Academy first..."

"Drive! Drive..."

Finally, Zhengmeng Academy arrived in front of us.

"Surround me! Take Zhang Yanghao!"

There was a loud "bang", and the soldiers broke into the door.

"Where is Zhang Yanghao?!"

"..."

Several scholars gasped for breath and were a little tired.

Yao Sui still couldn't wait to ask Zhou Nan and Lin Xu, "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

"That Zhang Yanghao must have been Li Xia, a Song native, who killed Jianzhang. We want to avenge Jianzhang..."

After Zhou Nan told the story, Yao Sui and Yan Fu all looked in disbelief.

"Why is it so determined that Zhang Yanghao is Li Xia? Is there a misunderstanding in this matter?"

Zhou Nandao: "Meet another talented person... This sentence sounds really, too familiar. The person you mentioned is Li Xia. You can't be wrong."

Lin Xu shook his head and sighed: "Shanpo sheep... such words and sentences, I am afraid that no one in the north can fill them in. Only the south can cultivate such young and talented poets."

"It's amazing." Yao Sui murmured, pulled Yan Fu's lapel, and asked, "Zijing, did you hear that? Did you hear the song "Linjiang Fairy"?" The water, the waves wash away the heroes', so powerful. It is not as good as the weak crown, and the two works handed down from generation to generation.

Yan Fu was a little dazed and opened his mouth.

Yin Jun was a little timid in front of these scholars, and wanted to make friends with each other, so he whispered: "He also gave me two broken sentences..."

"What is it?" Yao Sui put his hand on Yin Jun's shoulder.

"Withered vines, old trees, dark crows, small bridges and flowing water..."

"Zijing, what do you think?"

"Twelve characters outline a world, and the images are arranged in an orderly manner. It is so concise that it cannot be reduced any more. It is not something ordinary literati can do."

"The structure is exquisite, well-proportioned, and I don't know how he will fill it in later... If it can be clarified, it will be a famous article handed down from generation to generation."

Yin Jun said: "I also tried to fill in the last few sentences."

"tell me the story."

"Sunset leaves in the distant country. Let's sing the song of the famous Ji, solo Hu without words..."

"Enough." Yao Sui was very displeased, and gave him a cold glance, "Forcing the rhyme, ruining this sentence for nothing."

Yin Jun then took back the word "笳" in his mouth, and dared not say any more.

Yao Sui also wanted to try to fill in the next few sentences, but the twelve characters seemed simple, but he found that it was difficult to achieve such an artistic conception with his own power of words, and it was still a bit short.

……

"Duanfu don't have to force it. Zhang Yanghao, Yang Shen, Ma Zhiyuan... Li Xia, no matter what his name is, when he fills in the lyrics, he is heroic, profound and solemn, and the rise and fall of the ages are all in his mind; when he does things, he is calm Make a decision, kill one person in ten steps, and never stay behind for a thousand miles."

Yan Fu whispered, and said again: "What's even more frightening is that he took out a poem at random, which could easily lead to security and wealth, but it's so messy. From this, judging from his ambition... there are heroes in the world. "

Zhou Nan and Lin Xu were shocked when they heard the words, they didn't want to admit who the murderer who killed their best friend was "there will be heroes in the world", and they remained silent.

Yao Sui said: "No... I'm so impressed with his words, but he has no official position..."

"It's scary to be able to do such a big thing without an official or job..."

Suddenly, Shen Kai shouted loudly.

"Quick! Go to the butcher shop, he's right there!"

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Butcher shop.

"A few words to you."

Li Xia took a bunch of copper coins and put them on the table.

Just looking at his action, the old prostitute called "Liniang" looked a little crazy.

"When a young gentleman like you wants to ask questions, he usually throws money over."

Li Xia then picked up the copper coin, handed it to Liniang, and said, "Can we talk?"

Liniang reached out to take the money, wanting to touch his hand to scare him, but she didn't dare, and said with a smile: "Mr. Xiao Lang is not afraid of my slave's illness? Why bother to hand it over?"

"Remember Laogui? He..."

"The slave family took your money, do you want it?"

"Do not want to."

"Why?"

"Not interested in you."

Liniang smiled wryly, and said: "When I was young, I was also a beautiful girl in a brothel, and she had some talents. When I was old, I came to this skin butcher's shop. I only regret that I spent too much and couldn't save some money. .”

"You don't plan it yourself, so who's to blame." Li Xia said, "Remember Lao Gui? He is 50 to [-] years old, with a big scar on his face, and he is about this tall... On April [-]th, the day of the heavy rain, did he come to see you?"

"How can you remember many people who come in and out of this slave's house?"

Liniang took apart the string of copper and silver, took out a few pieces, and handed over the rest.

"Although you don't drink the tea, you have to collect the money. I can't remember the fact of asking, so take it back."

Seeing that she really didn't remember, Li Xia didn't accept the money, turned around and walked out.

"Wait, if you ask a person with a big scar on his face, the person Xiao Lang is looking for is a person who likes to play the flute? Oh...he is a serious flute."

"Yes."

"It's him... I don't know what his name is. He comes over sometimes, and after I'm done with my family, I ask my family to teach him how to play the flute."

"You taught him to play the flute?"

"Yeah." Liniang smiled slightly, with a normal expression, and sighed: "It's been a few years, every time he comes here, he only looks for me, so I'm the only one here who can be talented. At first he asked me He couldn’t sing Wu tunes, I said no, and played a few random tunes for him. He liked “Hujia Eighteen Beats” the most, and asked me to teach him. I said it was a qin tune, and the flute didn’t sound good to me, so he said it was okay. Fortunately, Hu Jia is like a flute..."

There was no piano in the room, so she got up and took a flute, and played for a while, the tune was sad.

After putting down the flute, Liniang said again: "When he learns it, he will play the flute when he comes over, and I will sing it to him. An old man, crying heartbroken..."

"How do you sing?"

"Sing it to you, you need to pay more."

Li Xia took another string of money and put it down.

Liniang hasn't practiced much for many years, and she sings very badly.

Her voice was very hoarse, and she must have damaged her throat from frequent drinking of bad wine.

"Day and night, I don't think about my homeland, and I am full of life, but I am the most miserable. Natural disasters and chaos, people have no masters, but my life is miserable, and there are no captives..."

"My hometown is separated by sound and dust, crying silently and dying, a life of hard work and parting. Ten beats are deeply sad and tears turn into blood..."

Li Xia didn't listen to her singing to the eighteenth beat, raised her hand to stop the singing, and asked, "April [-]th, what happened?"

"He didn't come that day."

"not coming?"

"I remember clearly that it rained heavily that day and there were no guests. That's why I couldn't think of him when Mr. Xiao Lang asked..."

"Didn't come?" Li Xia pondered, and then asked, "What impression do you have of him?"

"What impression can I have? It's just a prostitute." Liniang smiled, "By the way, every time he comes, there is a fragrance on his body. I have a good nose, and I can smell it. It must be some kind of very expensive incense. .”

"What is it?"

"The smell is slightly sweet, like fragrant wood flowers and fruits after the rain, refreshing... I have seen a lot in brothels before, but I have never smelled this kind of incense..."

The two talked a few more words, and suddenly heard a shout.

"someone is coming!"

Lin Zi hurried over and said: "I saw it upstairs, it's a member of the Zhang family, more than [-] riders, and will be there soon."

Li Xia nodded, and said to Liniang, "If someone asks, just tell the truth."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked away calmly, taking off his Confucian clothes while walking.

Passing through the streets, Li Xia could already hear the sound of horseshoes over there, but he patted Lin Zi on the shoulder and said, "Why are you panicking? The more panicked you are, the easier it is for passers-by to identify you."

After finishing speaking, he casually threw the Confucian clothes into the alley, as if he didn't notice the galloping pursuers behind him.

Only a few tens of steps away, Shen Kai kicked open the door of the leather butcher shop and rushed in.

"Search for me!"

(End of this chapter)