Chapter 47: Lone

Chen Pingan and Ning Yao parted ways in the 12-foot archway building. Chen Ping went to the mud bottle lane and shouted at the door: "Song pays, is it at home?"
The girl who was taking a scoop of water with a gourd scoop in the stove, and then snoring and drinking water, suddenly refreshed a lot, she put down the spoon, walked out of the stove, and ran to open the courtyard door, feeling a bit strange, Still one board and one eye replied: "My son is not there. Chen Pingan, how do you knock on the door, before you are not standing in your yard, chatting with us?"
Chen Ping said through a courtyard door: "Some things."
After the opening of the door, I was jokingly saying: "Rare and rare."
She glanced at Chen’s face and asked,
Looking for my son to do it? If you are not in a hurry, I can help you with a reply. If you are anxious, you have to go to the supervision department to find someone. Before you I also saw it with my own eyes. My family has a good relationship with the new governor, Song Daren."
She found that Chen Ping’s feet were rooted and motionless, and said with a white eye: "I am coming in, what are you doing there?! My family is Longtan Tiger Cave, or do you have to drink a mouthful of water to collect you a silver or two?"
Speaking of this, the girl smiled and smiled. "For you, the latter is definitely more terrible."
Chen Pingan twitched his mouth, his smile was far-fetched, and whispered: "Actually, I came to see you. Before I shouted, I was afraid of the misunderstanding of Song’s salary."
Jiugui smiled and asked: "That's right, what? The ugly words are in front, the neighbors are in the neighbors, and the friendship is in the right place, but I am just a small bottle under the fence of the mud bottle, the shoulder can not pick up the hand can not mention I can't help a lot. But if you want to borrow money, Chen Ping can solve the problem with money. If you are lucky, I have a little trick."
Chen Pingan smiled bitterly: "It's not really a matter of money. I will tell you directly. Liu Yuyang gave a serious injury to the bridge. The old shopkeeper of Yangjiapu went and saw it."
Jiao Gui looked blank. "How can I not hear about this, who is Liu Yuyang provoked?"
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "It is a foreigner from a place called Zhengyang Mountain."
Juvenile tentatively asked: "Then you want to take the road to the relationship, so that Liu Yuyang can find a piece of Fengshuibao underground burial? This is not difficult, I can let my family son say aside at the supervisor, and then the bureau Going to the doorman and the like, go to Taoye Lane and ask the old man to find a place. As long as it is not in the place where the court is banned, it is not difficult to think about it."
Chen Ping’s black face is getting darker.
About Mokang also noticed that she wanted to marry, habitually licking her teeth, revealing the bright and neat teeth. She leaned back against the Spring Festival couplets on the wall, rubbing her head, smiling and asking, "Chen Ping, you want me." Repay your life-saving grace? But I am a swearing, Yangjiapu old treasurer has no way, how can I?"
After Chen Ping’s battle with the heavens, he slowly said: "Wang Zhu, I know that you are not an ordinary person. In the snowy day, I saw you at the door of my house, I know that you are different from us. Later, you are also the first to see. The unusual people of the snake gallstones, now recalling that you looked at the eyes of our neighbors in the past, and there is no difference between them and the foreigners who see us.
The girl grinned. "In fact, there is."
I don’t just look at these ordinary people, but I look at the monks and monks, and I also look down on them.
Only this sentence, the child does not say export.
There are some truths. On her side, this is a matter of righteousness. On the other side, it becomes a no-man, and it is hard to be tamed.
Chen Pingan asked: "I am looking for you, I want to ask you, is it possible to save Liu Yuyang? I used a leaf, I could barely hold Liu Yuyang's last breath, although it was of little use, but at least It's useful, so I want to ask, are there any leaves on your side, especially the extra leaves?"
The girl pointed to her nose and asked: "Are you asking my family son Song to have a salary, or me, a little niece without a father or mother?"
Chen Pingan stared at the girl and straightforwardly said: "If there is a Song salary, he will not give it to me. I am asking you, Wang Zhu. If so, would you like to lend me, if not, you know Don't know other ways to save Liu Yuyang?"
The girl who has always been called Wang Zhu, with one hand on her chin, one hand gently tapping the abdomen, shaking her head and saying: "No, really no, don't lie to you, if you come earlier, maybe there are still a few Zhang Yuye. As for other methods, of course, there is no, I am not a god, where is the means to make people come back to life, white bones and raw meat, right? Chen Ping, you can not be strong, hey, I really misread you, I thought you They are different, not the kind of guy who is gracious."
Chen Pingan still does not give up, "Is there really? No matter what I can't do, you can talk about it."
Juvenile shook his head and smashed the railroad: "I don't have it anyway!"
Chen Pingan smiled. "I know."
The teenager turned and left, and the weight loss figure quickly disappeared into the mud bottle lane.
The girl stood in the alley at the door of the house and looked at the back of the teenager. The look was complicated. There was a hint of mourning for his unfortunate anger. He said with indignation: "The leaves that are so easy to get started are squandered by you." Then you can go to die with Liu Yuyang. Anyway, if you are lucky, you will continue to be a brother and brother in the next life. It is better than those poor people who have not even lived."
When the girl walked back to the yard and crossed the threshold, she accidentally made another sigh. He smiled and said: "A little support."
She was tempted to step forward and step on it. She slowly squatted down and stared at the four-legged snake on the top of her head. She reprimanded: "There is no need to borrow it. You five If you are a small animal, if you dare to pay the bills in the future, see if I don’t criticize your skin!

The four-legged snake under the soles of the prostitute's feet struggled and made a slight humming sound. It seemed to be pleading for mercy.
After Chen Ping’s departure from Mud Lane, he ran all the way to the school. The result was told by an old man who was responsible for cleaning the school. Mr. Qi went to the mountains outside the town with three foreign guests yesterday, saying that he was going to explore. It takes at least three days to go back and forth. When Chen Ping was full of loss, when he turned and left, the old man with the broom suddenly remembered something and shouted the boy. He said, "Yes, before Mr. Qi went, I explained it to me. If someone in the mud bottle lane looks for him, he will tell. The boy, the reason he said long ago, no matter whether he is not studying today, he will not change the ending."
It seems that the teenager has long known that this is a result, and his eyes are dull.
The stagnant water is slightly stunned and lifeless.
But the teenager still bent down and thanked him, "Thank you, Mr. Lao."
The old man quickly took a few steps and stood aside, waving his hand and laughing: "You can afford the word "Mr."
The old man saw the boy slowly drifting away. After walking for a while, he seemed to lift his arm and wipe his eyes.
The old man shook his head gently, remembering the same age of the same age, the other two reading seeds, Song salary and Zhao Wei, and then look at this, life encounters, a world of difference.
It’s really a bit of a spring breeze, and someone has a lot of trouble.
Chen Ping went to the mud bottle alley, picked up the last bag of copper coins hidden in the clay pot, took three bags of money, walked into Fulu Street, and found the kiln supervision and management department.
After listening to the introduction of the concierge, there was some embarrassment. Song’s salary was in the neighbors of Muping Lane, looking for Song salary and supervising the official Song Daren?
Chen Pingan secretly handed him a gold coin that had been prepared for a long time, and did not speak. The porter bowed his head, and looked at it with a double-finger and a double-finger, and he was not in a hurry. The boy quickly handed over a golden money. The doorman smiled, but did not take over. He said: "Since it is a sensible person, I will help you to introduce it. Otherwise, because you lost this errand, I am really a big man. The copper coin in your hand is collected first. If the government approves you to enter the agency, it will not be late for me. If you don't agree, I can't help, just when this copper money is not with me, how do you feel?

Chen Pingan nodded hard.
It didn't take long for the aged management to come with the concierge. The concierge gave a look to the teenager, suggesting that he should not take a piece of copper money at this time and openly accept bribes. The charges are not small. Fortunately, the teenager did not make that stupid thing, just follow the management to go to the back hall of the department.
The porter sighed, some strange, why did the manager know that it was the boy named Chen in the mud bottle lane, and nodded. When is the threshold for the administration so low?
The concierge has some guilty conscience. In fact, he only sees the management. In the words and secrets, it is better to sue the matter than to do less. Don’t let the boy enter the bureau, but he did not say it directly. I believe that the old management is practicing in the public. After so many years of high-level roads, I am sure to know.
The young clerk originally played the small abacus, of course, thinking of taking a copper coin in white, without risk, and taking it with ease.
Now he only hopes that the poor boy can not be a curse.
In the main hall of the hall, he was wearing a tall man in a white robe and was drinking tea while sitting in the main seat.
Song salary was sitting on the guest chair on the left side, playing a bamboo folding fan with one hand, and constantly opening and closing it, laughing and looking at the sandals boy who was brought in.
Black chairs, white robes, very sharp contrast.
When the manager retired, the man in the main position put down the teacup and smiled at the teenager: "Chen Ping, just sit down. Before we actually met in the mud bottle lane, but I didn't recognize you at the time, otherwise I should have said hello. of."
Song salary seems to be a bit funny, only he knows this man, when he calls himself "I", there will obviously be some swearing.
The teenager sat in a chair opposite the Song salary.
The man opened the door and asked: "Chen Ping, you are here, is it about Liu Yuyang being wounded?"
The young man stood up and said: "I hope Song Daren can severely punish the murderer of Zhengyangshan, not just expelling him."
The man smiled. "In fact, the town is an 'unable place', which means that there is no dynasty law here. It would be more embarrassing to supervise the official. It is not entitled to question local affairs. On the other hand, the people who have always practiced the people are not paying attention to the officials. Whether it is the servants who have killed the servants in the big gates, or the wounds of the small-door small households, they have not come to the customs of the supervision and squad, so Chen Peace, you are carrying the pig's head to the wrong temple and worshiping the Buddha."
The man is behaving and acting, and he is not too arrogant.
Chen Pingan took out three bags of copper coins and placed them on the high stool next to the chair. Then he said to the man who looked at himself: "Song Daren, I know that you are very powerful. I want to know if you can save Liu Yuyang, even if it cannot be saved. Can you give him a fair, not let the murderer kill the person, as long as he leaves the town, it seems that nothing has happened."
The man laughed and said: "I am very powerful? Is that the black girl in your family telling you? Well, it can be seen that her martial arts talent is very good, even better than your friend named Liu Yuyang. Tell you the truth. I will only kill people, and it is really not good at saving people. Besides, why should I break the rules of the millennium here for a teenager with only one side?"
When the man said this, he pointed to the three bags of copper coins. "There is no such thing as Liu Yuyang, who has no Baojiajian. His life is not worth much. As for the purchase of my human feelings, this money is not enough. I am awkward with Zhengyang Mountain, just for three bags of money? Absolutely impossible, the pass will be the joke of the entire Dongbao Pingzhou. Chen Ping, you may not understand this for the time being, but if there is Opportunity, when you go out, you will understand that this is the big truth."
Chen Pingping said, "Song Daren, can you tell me how to get it? Even if you think I can't do it, but Song Daren can talk about it."
The man does not feel that he has a clue. The power of the king has a strange color. He smiles and smiles: "Chen Ping, I am not looking down on you, deliberately martyrating you. On the contrary, I think that you are interesting. Willing to spend time, calm down and tell you the truth, do business, understand?"
Chen Ping nodded.
Song salary is sitting in an indecent position, sitting cross-legged on the chair, and gently tapping the knee with a folding fan.
Look at the fire across the bank, things do not hang high.
Song Changjing does not care about the Song salary, but above the town, the king has a lot of intelligence, just lost to Qi Jingchun, he finally broke the secret: "Chen Ping, you don't have to be too embarrassed, mistakenly thought Your friend died because of you, because Liu Yuyang has long been in a dead end, as long as the boy refuses to hand over the sword, it can only be a dead knot, because Zhengyang Mountain will definitely want him to die. Whether it is Qi Jingchun or Yan The teacher, who can't stop it, doesn't mean that no one has ever beaten the old man, but the price that needs to be paid is too big and not worthwhile."
The man drank a cup of tea and said leisurely: "Chen Pingan, have you ever thought about why you even got the sacred leaves of the ancestors, but Liu Yuyang’s talent is so good that he didn’t get it. Have you ever thought about this problem?"
Chen Pingan said: "I am disturbing Song Daren."
The sandals and teenagers put away three bags of copper coins and left the front of the official.
Although Song Changjing did not retain, he actually got up and sent himself. Song’s salary just wanted to stand up, but he saw that the uncle shook his head slightly, and he took a back seat and comfortably leaned back on the chair.
When I reached the threshold, Song Changjing said without any warning: "There are two things that I can do but I can't do it, so as long as you make one of them, I can consider helping you teach the old man."
The teenager quickly stopped and turned and looked solemn.
The man said indifferently: "One thing is to find opportunities, kidnap the Zhengyangshan little girl around the old man, messing up his mind, forcing the old man to stay in the town. Another thing is to sneak down the old banyan tree at night. Then pull out the iron chain of the iron lock well. You can do both things, or you can only do one thing. One thing is done, I will help you seriously hurt the murderer, and two things are made together. I will kill Zhengyangshan Laojiao for you."
Song Changjing smiled and promised: "A word is spoken, never give up!"
Then the mighty king of the heavens said an inexplicable word, "Chen Ping, I believe that you feel the true and false of a sentence."
The boy left silently.
I didn’t see the big words that the young man tried to beat the chest. Song Changjing felt that it was normal. Standing at the door, facing the Song salary in the house, he asked:
You are familiar with him, do you think he will do it?

Song’s salary raises his head and says:
It’s hard to say. If it’s normal, it’s hard to ask him to do something that is against his heart, but for Liu’s words, it’s estimated to be a little overdone.

The man stood up and looked at the sky and asked: "Assuming that the teenager really gives people an unexpected surprise, the king takes this opportunity to intervene. Whether it is a good match with Zhengyang Mountain or an alliance with Fenglei Park, it is only natural to take it. First, it is inevitable that it will grieve with the other party. Compared with the king’s arbitrage, let the two forces and the two forces always be salty and not rude, and the old and the dead do not interact with each other. For me, what do you think? The result is better?"
Song collected the salary station and got up. He used the folding fan to beat the palm of the other hand. He slowly paced and said after the thought: "The Taiping Shengshi chose the latter, which coincides with the chaos of the former."
Then the teenager smiled and said: "No matter the world outside the town, it is a prosperous world or a troubled world. It seems that at least you have made your own choice."
Song Changjing smiled and said: "What do I do in the Taiping prosperous world? Do you want to make a Taiping dog for the readers to see the nursing home?"
Song Changjing turned his head and looked at the boy with a stiff look. "This king has already seen that this boy is your true heart, and it is difficult for you to unravel in a short time. Once you leave this knot, leave the town, this It will not be conducive to the next practice. So you can see for yourself how a simple boy who is originally a child of the heart becomes a suffocating and tacky one. At that time, you will feel guilty with this kind of person, very no meaning."
Song set salary opened his mouth, and finally did not refute anything, and finally fell into meditation.
The man walked back to the house, sat on the main seat, and looked up at the tea in the cup. "The most important thing is that the king played with this boring little trick, except for just looking for a lame reason, in order to fish in troubled waters, he also wanted You understand the truth. On the way you are going to follow, anyone can be your enemy... for example, your uncle, my Song Changjing."
The young man is in vain.
Song Changjing sneered: "Because the heart is konjac, if you don't get rid of it, you will endless troubles, such as wild grasses, spring breeze."
Song Changjing sneered and said: "You are going to be the Song of the King of the Emperor, and you are full of grief, but what can you do now? So you feel that you are better than Chen Ping, who is being played in the applause. Where are you going?"
Song’s salary was fixed on this man with a light face and a light wind. The teenager grabbed the five fingers of the folding fan and showed his bones.
The man sits on the chair, his eyes are deep, and he looks out of the house, as if he is talking to himself: "The more people you see in the future, the more interesting things you will find, the good and the evil, the good and the evil, the husband. A raging blood splashes three feet, what a beautiful woman, a lover will eventually become a sly, all the waste people think of the big people. So, your own fist must be hard, rely on the king? By your biological parents? I advise you I have died this heart early, or if you take you out of the town, it is tantamount to taking your body to the funeral, the home of the emperor, why not live and die."
The teenager sweated and sat on the chair.
Although the teenager knows his true identity, he hides the meaning of the ambition. He is not a bit strange in the affair, but it falls in the eyes of the singer of the king, such as the hand-held mirror, and he has just turned into a human figure. The charm. Therefore, between the laughter and the laughter, the smoke is gone.
Song Changjing looked into the distance, and the line of sight seemed to have reached the southernmost tip of Dongbao Pingzhou, and arrived at the distant old dragon city.
The king of the king did not know why, and remembered a sentence, "The human heart is a mirror. The more clean it is, the more it is unclean, the more it can't stand the temptation."
Song Changjing felt that the scholars on the temples were fascinated by the gods, but sometimes they said that the martial artists who raised the knives couldn’t think of it for a thousand years.
Song Changjing put away his thoughts and stretched his fingers to the south, such as holding a gun, and he was sharp. "If you think that this king is wrong today, you can, but you can only endure, you will only come to the old dragon city. Sitting, the king will consider whether to listen to it!"
Daxie Emperor Song’s salary has returned to normal, and laughed: "Wait a wait."
At the entrance of the official office, the sandals and teenagers handed the second copper coin to the porter.

In the twelve-footed building, Chen Pingan saw the figure of the black girl and ran quickly.
Ning Yao stood under the shackles of "gas rushing bulls" and asked: "How?"
Chen Ping shook his head and said: "Three people have been looking for it. Two of them met, and Mr. Qi could not see it, but I knew the answer at first."
The gentleman does not save.
Mr. Qi did say it long before.
Ning Yao frowned.
Chen Pingan then said a cautious attitude to the girl and began to run away.
I first went to Yangjiapu, and I bought a lot of medicine bottles, ointments and herbs for treating bruises and internal injuries with a gold-plated copper coin and an old man who knew the bottom. How to use and torment these things, the young people are familiar with the road, the dragon Kiln-burning porcelain is a work of relying on the mountain to eat. There are always various accidents. Although Yao’s old man can’t look down on his eyes, he can only be regarded as a half-apprentice’s Chen Ping’an. However, he has to admit that this young man’s legs and feet are not good, so many people The errands and the money spent are all done by Chen Ping, such as buying medicine and decocting for the wounds in the kiln mouth.
Chen Ping returned to the ancestral home of Muping Lane. After closing the door, he began to decoct the medicine. It was a prescription for treating internal injuries. Waiting for the gap in the heat, put a white cloth that was washed white but still clean on the table. , tearing into a strip of straps, the grass shoes teenager known for his suffocation, at this time there is no half-drinking pain, and then in addition to the Ning Yao loaned his own clothes knife tied to the arm, the teenager is still in his calf and wrist On the top, a layer of cotton strips are bundled.
Chen Ping took off the homemade wooden bow on the wall and hesitated. He still gave up holding it for a while, but took the slingshot and a bag of stones from the window sill.
The reason why I know that I can't do it is that I haven't regretted it three times in a row. This is the unique enthusiasm of the boy.
If you don't try it, how can a teenager be reconciled, just like a teenager is at the blacksmith's shop. For the last time, it is the same reason to ask the old treasurer to try again.
Looking for the oddly identifiable child, I hope to get Liu Yuyang back to life. Looking for Mr. Qi again, I am lucky, I hope that he can preside over justice, and finally find the so-called martial arts master of Ning Yao, and supervise the official Song Daren, which is a slap in the face of doing business.
The boy thought very clearly from the beginning, so it was very lost at this time, but he didn't feel how to break his heart.
In fact, the King of Song Changjing and his neighbor Song paid a salary, did not understand Chen Pingan.
Some things, to die, have to be done. But some things can't be done by death.
The young man squatted in the corner, quietly waiting for the release of the medicinal soup. This jar of medicine is very weird. There is no other use, it can relieve pain. Once there was a man in the kiln of the dragon kiln, suffering from a strange disease, lying in bed. For a long time, half-death does not live, the key is that the whole person is so painful that the whole face and limbs are distorted. Later, Yang Jiapu gave such a deputy, and finally the man died soon, but did not go. Painful, even energetic to sit up, after the last words, also Yao's old man's help, went to see the last look of the kiln mouth.
Chen Pingan feels that he should also use it.
When the teenager saw some rags on the table, he took off the broken shoes on his feet and took out a pair of new shoes that he could not wear. He moved to the clay pot and took out the broken pieces.
About half an hour later, the teenager who did everything opened the door and walked out of the mud bottle lane quietly.
Near the dusk, the sun is not glaring, and there are layers of fire burning clouds on the horizon.
The sandals boy went to Fu Lu Street.
On the street of Qingshiban, there are no passers-by, and the teenager is alone.