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Chapter 678: The scholar with the sword and the martial artist hung the scroll

It snowed in the capital, so the good mood of the people was doubled. Few northerners hate snow, adults or children. said that the good mood was double because the traitor Luo Yao had withdrawn. Although this battle was fought in a daze, and I don't know how Lu Dao was defeated, but retreating is retreating, and the Great Sui is still the Great Sui, so the people are naturally happy.

Chang'an City is too big, so there are many bazaars, and as for the date of the bazaar, it is arranged by the government. There are a total of thirteen markets in the south of the city, and there is one on the 23rd street in the east, and it is a market every Wednesday and Saturday every month. Originally, every day of the market, Chang'an City was very lively, but since Luo Manzi's rebels came, the city gates were closed, and the market became deserted. The merchants of Eastern Chu could not enter, and the goods became scarce.

The gates of the city were opened only three days after the rebels had withdrawn, and many of the people in the city tried to get out of the city, and when they found that there was no danger, they began to run to see if their relatives living outside the city were still alive. However, they also knew that Luo Yao had burned down the two acropolises, and the villages and towns outside were probably destroyed.

There are more pedestrians on the official road than before, and the market is starting to be lively again.

It's just that most of them sell things.

Although the government interfered with many things, the price of grain still rose more than three times, so that many families had to move out and sell their things in exchange for silver to buy grain to eat. In fact, there is not much shortage of food in Chang'an City, but it is all in the official warehouse, and there is no will in the court, so the people have to find a way to solve it themselves. However, on the day when the city opened, the emperor had a decree to come down and distribute food according to the population.

Because of this, the Red Sleeves Building has not been in business for a long time.

During the war, who dares to visit the building?

However, there is no shortage of food in the red-sleeved building, after all, there is no shortage of money in the building.

Originally, the Red Sleeve Building was going to withdraw from Lu with Wu Yi, but later I didn't know what Lu Dao was for, and Aunt Xi refused to leave anything, insisting on staying.

The little master moved a bench and sat at the door, with his chin propped up, watching the people coming and going on East 23 Street, but in fact, he didn't see anything in his eyes, and his mind was blank. She knew that Aunt Xi refused to leave because of what she wanted, although Aunt Xi didn't say anything, but she could see that the man in green shirt must be dead.

He's dead, what's the point of where Aunt Xi goes?

Not only is it Aunt Xi, but also Miss Xi Candle Wick, who hasn't walked out of the room for a long time.

"Little master, are we really not leaving?"

A little maid asked timidly, she was younger than Xiao Dingdian, and she was respectful, afraid and liked this little master who was very dignified although she was beautiful.

"Really?"

Xiao Ding muttered back, but in fact, she didn't know the answer.

"If our building goes on like this, what's the point of opening it?"

The little maid sighed, holding her chin in both hands and muttering to herself: "If that will go out of the city, it should be in Jiangnan by now." The capital is snowing, and Jiangnan should still be full of flowers and leaves. After the death of the first emperor, there was almost no business in our building, and we caught up with the traitors to make a rebellion, and it was even more deserted...... Fortunately, the rebellion has passed......"

She spoke in a confused manner, and she didn't expect anything from the little master.

She's just bored.

At this moment, a man who looked to be in his twenties on the street walked towards the Red Sleeve Building, wearing a very clean cloth coat, and his eyebrows were as clean as his clothes. When the little master noticed this person, he first saw his feet, a pair of cloth shoes with black faces and white soles, which were not contaminated with a little mud and dust.

So the little master was slightly stunned, and then raised his head to take a look.

This young man's face is not handsome, and his smile is not handsome, but the word clean makes people feel comfortable. He was about 1.75 meters tall, and his figure was slightly thinner, but he wasn't that weak and thin. Looking at the style of the cheongsam on his body, he should be a scholar, but not a brocade robe, and he should not have taken the exam yet.

It's just that there is a long sword hanging from the scholar's waist, and there is no scabbard.

Therefore, the cold light on the sword was extremely cold, and it could be seen that this was a good sword.

The scholar carries a sword

The little master couldn't help but wrinkle his small nose, and said in his heart that this was a good sword. The literati of the Great Sui sneered at the martial arts, but they liked to hang long swords around their waists as decorations. Such outfits abound in Chang'an City, so the little master didn't care much. She cared about the young man's shoes...... Coming out of the snow and mud, why is it so clean?

"Hello"

The young man smiled at her, revealing two rows of beautiful white teeth: "May I ask if you are the little master of the Red Sleeve Building?" I was entrusted by a friend to come to meet Aunt Xi. ”

"Friends?"

The little master sat up straight and looked at him with raised eyes: "What's your friend's name?" ”

"Call ......"

The young man was about to answer, but he stopped, his eyebrows raised.

Because on the other side of the street, another man came over.

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Compared with this young man who looks like a scholar, this person later seems much more unpleasant. His face was darker, his eyebrows were thicker, his nose was slumped, and his lips were thicker. The eyes are not big, and the shape is not good-looking, triangular eyes are generally considered the standard for bad guys, and the upgraded version is a large mole next to the nose. Luckily, he didn't have a mole, but he probably couldn't even tell it on his dark face.

The scholar was not handsome but pleasing to the eye, and this half-sized boy who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old in a crumpled leather robe was disgusting at first glance. He is less than 1.6 meters tall, but he is strong, and he wears a pair of high riding boots on his feet, and the spurs behind the boots have fallen off one and the other has broken.

The leather robe is not like the style of the Central Plains, the little master has seen many merchants from all over the world, and many people like to wear such clothes, which are enough to keep out the cold in winter, and the oily leather wind can not enter at all. It's just that it's rare to wear this kind of leather robe in Chang'an City, if the little master has seen the stone helmet on the outside of this person's leather robe, he may know him.

This black boy's hair is tied in a bun, and it is nondescript. But if you look at his riding boots and bracers, you can tell that this is a martial artist.

But...... What hung on his waist was not the scimitar used by the steppe people, nor the straight knife used by the Han people, but a book.

Takeo hanging roll.

He walked to the door of the red-sleeved building, grinned and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, it was ugly when he wasn't smiling, and it was even more lethal when he laughed.

"Excuse me, are you a little master?"

He asked the same question as the scholar.

"I ...... Yes"

The little master smiled politely, and even she felt that the smile was a little fake. The little master never thought of himself as a person who judged people by his appearance, but this person was really ...... Alas...... I don't know what kind of sin Lu Dao did to make the child suffer such a big crime, how did he come over for more than ten years.

"I was asked by a friend to see Aunt Xi."

The black boy smiled stupidly, as if he didn't have the consciousness that his smile was not beautiful.

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The scholar carries a sword, and the martial artist hangs the scroll.

Xi Thrush looked at the two people in front of him, and felt a little bitter in his heart.

She didn't know this scholar, but she knew this black boy. A while ago, this guy tore more than a dozen people, both men and women, on East 23rd Street. Among those who were torn apart was the wife of the Ministry of Rites, and then the Ministry of Rites had to run to his door and kneel down and beg for mercy. It's just that this black boy took off his stone helmet armor, and his hair was combed a little bit.

General Flutter Tiger

"The general came to me, what advice do you have?"

The thrush asked.

Fluttering Tiger still maintained a silly smile, looking extraordinarily innocent: "It's nothing, it's just that the general told me to come, and I came." ”

"Huh?"

Xi Thrush didn't understand, and Flutter Tiger's answer was almost equal to no answer.

"Oh...... The general knew that the red sleeves were about to move away, so let me go with me. ”

"Follow?"

Xi Thrush's good-looking eyebrows were raised, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Where did the general hear that my building was going to be moved?" Although business has been sluggish recently, I have not thought about leaving Chang'an City. ”

"Listen to Him"

Flutter Tiger pointed at the scholar: "You may not know this person, his name is ......"

"My name is Tan Qingge"

The scholar said: "It's just a scholar who doesn't go into the stream, and he has been cooking in the Yanwu Academy since he was six years old, and he only serves one person...... Later, when I didn't have to cook anymore, I became an idler. Last night, someone looked for me, saying that the red sleeves were leaving Chang'an, and asked me to go with them. ”

Xi Thrush's face became solemn, and he knew what the identity of this Tan Qingge was.

Fluttering Tiger rubbed his nose: "It can only be the person who served that person, otherwise I would have torn him up a long time ago." Since Aunt Xi doesn't understand, it's better to simply put it bluntly...... His Majesty the Emperor plans to reward the general Fang Xie of the Black Flag Army who is now guarding the southwest, and His Majesty knows that Aunt Xi and Fang Xie have a deep friendship, so they plan to invite Aunt Xi to accompany with red sleeves. The general heard that General Fang was a rare talent, so he asked me to go with the Red Sleeves to see the General Fang, who had long been famous in the Central Plains. ”

Tan Qingge snorted: "Your Majesty ordered me to escort the Red Sleeves to the south, after all, the south is not peaceful now, there are still hundreds of thousands of rebels in Jiangbei Province, Luo Tu has blocked the Yangtze River, and it is not easy to get over." Most of the red sleeves are women, how can you do it without personal protection? ”

He seems to be very jealous of the tiger and deliberately does not look at the tiger when he speaks.

One was sent by the emperor, and the other was sent by the general.

Thrush shuddered in her heart, and then she knew she had to go. If it was just this talk, she wouldn't have to leave at all, because she knew that the people in the Dao Martial Arts Academy, especially those who had served the old man, couldn't do anything to the red sleeves. But now, there's a tiger flutterer.

This black boy who came out of nowhere is a bad star.

"Good"

Xi Thrush nodded: "Since it is His Majesty's will, I will naturally obey it." Let me clean up, after all, I have been running this building for a few years, there are a lot of things that need to be taken care of, and there are a few people who want to go home, so I directly sent money to let them go home. ”

"No"

Fluttering Tiger shook his head and said seriously: "The general is talking about the red-sleeved move to the south, so including everyone, no one is missing." As for it is not difficult to clean up, I will transfer 300 fine armor to help you later, it will not take half a day, you say that the demolition of the building can be completed. ”

"When are you leaving?"

The thrush asked.

"Today"

Fluttering Tiger said: "I don't want to leave Chang'an for too long, the general has also explained, go and return quickly." ”

Xi Thrush subconsciously looked at Tan Qingge, and the latter's face was also not good-looking.

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One thousand ironclad in front, one thousand in the back.

Both sides are solemn and mighty, and in the middle are more than a dozen carriages with red sleeves, warblers and swallows.

So this procession looks a little strange, and it attracts a lot of sideways as it passes through the market.

At the front of the procession was a black boy riding an old ox, with a book hanging from his horns, the pages of which had turned yellow and wrinkled, and he read as he went.

Walking at the back of the line was a scholar in white-soled cloth shoes, with an unsheathed long sword hanging from his waist, and the snowflakes fell on the sword, and the ground fell into two pieces.