Chapter 11: Xiaoye

The coldest time passed, and the sky gradually warmed, and occasionally birds could be heard. Dai Shengyan was very interested, and took Xie Jinglan and Xia Hou to move around the city. The school is located in the Confucius Temple today, and it will be located in Stone City tomorrow. It will be changed to Wuyi Lane the next day.
Xie Jinglan didn't walk out of the gate from the second door. He never visited the Qingming suburbs a few times, and he didn't take part in putting lanterns along the river in the Yuan Festival. Today, Dai Shengyan was running around, and in just a few days, he had a glimpse of the mountains and lakes of Jinling. The haze in his heart suddenly cleared away, and his mood was bright.
With the protection of Dai Shengyan, coupled with Xia Houyi's regular companion who is always laughing and laughing, Xie Jinglan was very cheerful. Dai Shengyan looked very pleased in his eyes.
Having said that, Xia Houyi is really poisonous. Xie Jinglan suddenly realized that he was shaking his legs when he was reading and writing. This scared him so much that he was busy correcting his habits. Xia Houzhen is not serious.
As for Xia Houyi, Dai Shengyan's move is gaining his heart. He was born with a hatred against the bench and could never stay. He was urgency and thirsty as soon as he sat down, and there was no trace behind him.
Rao is such a good character like Dai Shengyan that he can't stand it anymore, and said helplessly, "Little Suona, you have to give me some face. I have already exaggerated in Haikou. I have received letters from friends frequently in the past few days. Congratulations. The prodigy loved him, and said he wanted to read your article. How can you make me better? "
"Why do my dog ​​crawling characters catch the eye? Otherwise, if you send the master's article, you say I can write it. After a few days, you say," The hour is over, it may not be good ", then Write 'Shang Zhongyong' to show everyone, I don't have to pretend to be a prodigy. "
Dai Shengyan couldn't help crying and said, "It's all right, you're all right, I'll do it."
On that day, Dai Shengyan took them to the chasing the moon tower. Chasing the moon is very high, looking up, the houses and streets are dotted with stars, the towering city walls surround the surroundings, and further away are the distant mountains colored by clouds. Although Xie Jinglan has never been to Mount Tai, at this moment he also has the feeling of "mounting to Mount Tai and being small."
But Chase Moon Tower was in the middle of the bustling market, and the vocal was full. The trafficker was rubbing his shoulders, Xie Jinglan frowned: "Noisy here, how do you study quietly?"
Dai Shengyan asked: "Speaking of 'national wind' today, without a visit to the market, how do you know the wind in the middle of the country?"
Xie Jinglan thought with a face, this old man really didn't think of playing outside himself, and was embarrassed to leave him as an apprentice?
I was not happy to accept Dai Shengyan's theory. I just wanted Xia Hou to rub the ink brush and turned around to see that the stool was empty.
Alas, forget it, he has no hope of Xia Houyun.
Near noon, Dai Shengyan has finished speaking. The two sat for a while, drank a pot of tea, and did not wait for Xia Houyu to go. Dai Shengyan shook his head: "It seems that Xiaoyi has lost interest in the old man's ghost story."
Xie Jinglan stubbornly helped Xia Houyu to speak: "He is naturally playful, sir."
"Hahaha, this is natural. It's a pity that the story I want to tell as a teacher today is a hundred times better than before. It is his regret not to listen."
Xie Jinglan became interested: "Oh?"
Dai Shengyan touched his beard, but didn't rush to talk about his encounter, but asked:
"Shocked, have you ever heard 'Aesculus blue'?"
The wood leaves shook for a long time, leaving only bare branches around. Between the branches, the cyan roof tiles were layered on top of each other, looking far away from the group of fish on the back of a grouper. Xia Houyu was used to walking high, hanging on the arch of the bucket for a while, and running and jumping among the roof tiles. Occasionally, a passerby saw Xia Houyi's monkey-like figure and wanted to scold him down. Between the horse walls.
Xia Houyi was tired and climbed up an old locust tree, took out the pastry in his arms, and was ready to rest for a while.
Under the locust tree was close to a yard, and bare and dense branches ran across the yard. There was only a small tiled house in the courtyard, and the windows and doors were closed, seemingly uninhabited.
Two mouths were being stuffed into his mouth, and Chaimen was pushed away by himself. The man dressed in black dragged, stepping on the ground's shadow, and stopped in the middle of the yard. Xia Houyi could only see his back, with flying fish embroidered with Zhangya dance claws on it.
Dongchang Fanzi? Xia Houzhen was suspicious.
The man looked around and said to the air: "Gonggong has an order to kill Xie Bingfeng. Once he sees the head, the gold will be three hundred and two."
The word "Xie Bingfeng" sounded like a thunder in Xia Hou's ears, and the cake was stuck in his throat. He almost coughed. He covered his mouth hard and swallowed the cake slowly.
A black robe flashed under the eaves. Xia Houyi heard a weird voice, like a serpent vomiting a letter, and a knife-saw string.
Galan! Xia Houzhen was suddenly surprised.
"Three hundred and two is not a small number. How does the father-in-law know that you can succeed?"
"We are Shura evil spirits. They are the butcher's knife in the hands of the Buddha. The evil spirits ask for help. Who can escape? You don't believe in gods and gods, you should believe in ghosts."
"You pay a deposit of one hundred and two. You can get it, and then two hundred and two."
"If you go to the temple and pray, can you bargain like this?"
Fanzi sneered: "Do you really think you are a Buddha? It is your blessing that your father-in-law is looking for you. You have already been spotted by Jin Yiwei. If the East Factory assists you, it is difficult to guarantee that you will be as free and easy as today . "
The man in black made a soothing gesture and said, "I never said that I was a Buddha. The Buddha of Galan had only abbots. His name is Buddhism Buddha. We are all ghosts driven by him." He evoked a mocking smile, Continued, "What kind of person Jin Jinwei has caught, you and I know well. The performance of your east factory is not as good as Jin Yiwei."
Fanzi's expression changed, and he sneered, "Well, call your buddha to talk to me."
The man in black shook his head and smiled, "How can the abbot be high above the earth? How can I contaminate the dust of the world? My time is limited. I counted three times. If the sale is not possible, I will leave."
Waiting for Fanzi to speak, the man in black thinly opened his lips and counted the first number: "One."
The corner of Fanzi's mouth was slightly pressed, and his expression was awkward.
The man in black counted a second slowly: "two."
Fanzi manually moved on the handle, as if to open her mouth.
"Three." The man in black sighed. "I'm sorry."
"Slow." Fanzi said, "Tomorrow at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, come to Dongchengmen, and gold three hundred and two will be placed in the coffin out of the city."
The man in black smiled, "Your wish, Galan heard."
As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind blew across, and Xia Hou's cakes turned over in her arms, and the cake crumbs covered the whole face. Xia Houyi was so frightened that he stood up and climbed up, Fanzi yelled, and threw iron claws at Xia Houyi.
Xia Houzhen was too late to dodge. He was grasped by the iron claws on his left shoulder, and the sharp claws instantly broke through the flesh. Fanzi pulled the rope to recover, and Xia Houyi vacated his body instantly, and his broken pocket usually fell to the ground.
He turned to look at the man in black, who stood safely under the eaves, covering his head and face with a hood, showing only a pale chin, without any intention of shooting.
Fear rested on my heart, as if frost hairs grew along the spine. Xia Hou had only one word in his head: "Escape"!
At that moment, he suddenly understood what it meant to be an assassin. It's not the sword and the sword, it's not the pursuit of the soul, but the death follows.
Struggling to stand up, but unable to break the shackles of the iron claws, the man pulled out his embroidered spring sword and walked towards Xia Houyi. Xia Hou gritted his teeth, raised his right hand, and the sharp arrow in his sleeve burst out.
Suddenly, a short blade as thin as a cicada wing and silver as water came first. After cutting the sleeve arrow, it went straight to Xia Houyi's chest.
The short blade pierced the flesh of Xia Hou's chest. He clearly felt the cold temperature of the blade, and warm blood poured out. However, the blade did not go further, but retracted the handle.
Xia Hou was so good that he collapsed on the ground while holding the handle of his chest, biting his tongue and spitting a few mouthfuls of blood. He stretched his neck and stared at him.
"It makes you laugh. This is Garland's kid. I'm afraid I ate cakes here and happened to bump into our business." The man in black smiled apologetically. "But the rules are iron. I have disposed of him. Are you satisfied? "
"Galan is really a good way of doing things, and everyone can get rid of it. He is still a little baby with no hair. I'm certainly satisfied. I'm very satisfied." Fan Zipi smiled and smiled, and he glanced. Dessert crumbs all over the floor, no burglar overhears and brings pastries, but this matter is important, he thought for a moment, and said, "Out of this business, the sale is still forgotten, you do n’t have to tomorrow waited."
The man in black nodded.
Fanzi pushed the door and walked away. Xia Houyi waited for a while and determined that the person had really left before he got up from the ground.
The man in black pulled down his hood, revealing a handsome face.
Qiu Ye looked at Xia Houyi with a sad look, and said, "You unlucky child, let me say what's your good?"
Xia Hou said weakly, "I didn't mean it ..."
Qiu Ye took Xia Houyi back to the house, bandaged his wounds, and whispered, "You know what I know today, and not let the third person know. You broke something, and Galan lost 320 gold. The abbot originally wanted to repair the temples on the mountain and improve the room and board for everyone. He must know this and will tie you back to the mountain to be whipped. "
Speaking of talent, Xia Houzhen struggled to sit up and said, "Brother Qiu, you want to kill Xie Bingfeng?"
Qiu Ye glanced at Xia Houyi, which was not as gentle as usual, and implied the harshness of humanity, so that Xia Houyi swallowed the rest of his words back to his throat.
"Little Suona, I thought you didn't look right, and this steelyard still has it in your heart. You are as arrogant as your mother, but you have to respect the Galan rules. Remember, do n’t ask anything, you ca n’t kill people. . "
Xia Houyi lowered his head and replied, "... Yes."
Akiba continued to help him bandage, and the words turned around and said, "I am also an ancestor of Qiushui. You should consider it. If you worship me, I will pass Qiushui to you."
Xia Houyi: "..."

"Aesculus galanus? Isn't that a chaos party wanted by the government? I heard that Jin Yiwei caught a lot of Galan assassins the other day."
Dai Shengyan shook his head and laughed: "These are small fishes and shrimps that have stolen other people's names. Galan assassins are hidden in the rivers and lakes, even in the palace halls. How can they be caught so easily? Jin Yiwei is just to make a good deal. "
Xie Jinglan saw that the head of Dai Shengyan said the truth, and he said, "Mr. Seen the Galan Assassin?"
Dai Shengyan looked far away and looked out of the window, "It was 12 years ago."
It was twelve years ago that Dai Shengyan released the Jiangzhou prefecture. According to customary rules, after taking office, he first had to meet the feudal king in Jiangzhou. The prince in Jiangzhou was a famous wanderer. At that time, the taste of the characters was even more so than today. The filial piety of the filial sons and grandchildren of the filial piety gathered around him, and every time there was a ravenous figure in a ravine in which country, county, and county.
It is not easy for this prince to become famous all over the world for his ability to eat, drink and play.
He was too ridiculous. The palace was the Jiuchi meat forest, and even the spittoon was the mouthpiece of a beauty, so that people called him Lord Joy, and the original title was gradually forgotten.
Dai Shengyan has been in the officialdom for many years, and he is an old man who has seen strong winds and waves. Rao couldn't help but stare at this joyful grandfather.
It's just that he is not surprised by the luxury of King Joy, but that this man is extremely plump, like a small mountain of meat. When Dai Shengyan stepped forward and toasted, he did not consciously maintain a three-step distance from him. After all, if His Royal Highness did not Stand firm, Dai Shengyan will become a joke that was crushed into a meat pie just the other day.
After three rounds of drinking, Xi Le Wang spoke first: "I heard that Lord Dai has lived for many years. I must have never found a pleasant person. Xiao Wang is as beautiful as a cloud, thin and fat, what kind of thing do you want? What kind of thing, if you fancy someone, take it directly, it's a little boxing intention of Xiao Wang. "
Dai Shengyan said: "Although the deceased wife died early, Xiaguan misses her heart all the time, and her relics never leave her body. Her Highness's good intentions Xia Guanxin has been led, but Xiaguan has no intention of continuing the string, and I hope His Highness forgive me."
Apparently, the King of Joy did not believe what Dai Shengyan said, and whispered, "There is no one else here, sir does not have to go outside. Your wife died early, just because you have not yet tasted the true taste of women."
The King of Joy smiled mysteriously, and two of meat piled on his cheeks, and his small eyes narrowed into two seams that seemed to be drawn with the tip of a needle. Dai Shengyan jumped into his heart and felt that something bad was going to happen.
The sound of music rose, and the two singers rushed in with the iron lute. The singer was only wearing a ray of tulle, and the iron pipa just blocked the important part in front of her, faintly exposing the white breasts, and the candlelight flowed on their skin, as if the luster flowing white jade.
The singer danced, and the flowing water of Xianxian music generally flowed from their almost transparent fingers. These singers have been growing up in the palace for a long time. They are specially instructed by the teaching staff. They smile and smile at every move.
Dai Shengyan almost failed to poke his eyes.
He was tired of the scams on the court, and asked to let him go. Everyone thought that his brain was kicked by a donkey, leaving the glory and prosperity of Beijing and not running to this bitter bamboo forest. He was self-assertive, laughed at others and couldn't see through, and packed up himself. He came to Jiangzhou nonstop and wanted to live a restful life.
Unexpectedly, a king of joy let him regret it, and anxious to fight back home immediately, and continue to scold with the old immortal in Beijing.
Blindfolded, he said bitterly: "His Highness has no idea, Xiaguan has passed the years of confusion, his body is not as good as before, and he can no longer ... personnel."
In order to keep his reputation, he had no choice but to hope that King Joy would let him go.
The joyful king suddenly realized, showing a sorrowful and regretful expression, saying: "How can this be, Xiao Wang didn't know that it had happened, and the adult's taboo has been committed. Adults must never blame Xiao Wang. Hurry up, you all go down, don't Dancing in front of adults! "
Dai Shengyan breathed a sigh of relief, and arched his hand to want to leave, and the King of Joy said, "Although there is no way to taste the beauty, but there are other ways."
"... Let ’s just let it go, Xiaguan. It ’s fun to cultivate your own body."
The King of Joy only held the shelf while wearing the Holy Word and refused to reveal his true temperament. He clapped and said, "Take the King's perfume!"
The servant brought a jug of wine, and King Joy poured a glass for Dai Shengyan himself. As soon as the jug was taken out of the stopper, the time was full of scent, and it was already drunk by smelling the wine and wearing the Holy Word.
Unable to lift the glass, Dai Shengyan sighed: "It really is a good wine, I don't know the name of this wine?"
"The name of the wine is‘ Bone Bone Fragrance ’.
The King of Joy smiled proudly.
How do you know how the King made these delicious wines?

"Dare to ask your Highness."
"Ordinary wine is brewed in the spring, and the wine of the only king is made in the winter. In the winter, it is cold and the wine cannot be fermented. Amazing beauties, who fall asleep holding the wine vats daily. The wine produced in this way is delicious and savory.
Dai Shengyan listened to speechlessness and couldn't bear it. He said, "His Royal Highness, the Xuanguan suffers without happiness.
"Ah! Fine, why are you leaving?"
Dai Shengyan stood up and walked, Fang stood up, and he seemed to see a vague figure in the veil in front of him. When he was surprised, he couldn't see everything, only the cold eyes burned deeply in his heart.
He was taken aback and looked intently, but there was nothing left.
The noise of the joyful king resounded again: "Master Dai, there are still some babies for you, the king. It is really boring to be alone. The predecessor Mo Zhinian was a sawn gourd who couldn't make a fart with a stick. So incomprehensible? "
And "baby"! ?
When Dai Shengyan heard it, he was afraid to go out.
The King of Joy chased out pantingly, but he did not expect that a fat man who was sitting and struggling hard and ran out in small steps was quite fast. Dai Shengyan raised his robe and ran out, for fear of being overtaken by him.
The night was dark and the lights were flickering. A line of servants chased after the two and kept yelling, "Master, slow down!" At the end of the queue, someone wanted to shout a few times, and was suddenly poked behind him, turned around in confusion, There was a flash of light in front of my eyes, and a bloodstain was added to the time between the throats. The lantern in his hand fell to the ground with a click, and the candle fell out, causing a faint fire.
The people in front heard the sound, Fang turned around, and a residual image quickly passed over the sides, but for a moment, several people lost their voices. The servant at the front was still trying hard to catch up, catching up panting and failing to catch up. He breathed a few breaths on his back, and suddenly found that everyone behind him was gone.
"Well, what about people?" The silence was dark all around, and there was only one light in his hand. He was leaning against the cold brick wall, and suddenly there was a tinge in his heart.
After taking a few steps back, his chest suddenly hurt, and he lowered his head to see an inch of blood-stained blade sticking out of his chest.
Hundreds of steps ahead, the King of Joy wiped the sweat from his head and scolded: "You, I really don't know what to do!"
"Why is your Highness bitter?" Xiaguan wrote and resigned tomorrow. Isn't it enough to go home and farm! "Dai Shengyan said angrily.
"You! You! The king prepared a feast, but you did not appreciate it! Where did you put the king's face?"
"Which one do you like to leave? Don't leave it here!"
The King of Joy was so angry that he touched his chest and smoothed it several times before he calmed down: "It's nothing. The king doesn't care about such a stupid person like you." Turning his head, he said to the servant who came after him, "Here you come, help King Ben go back to the house, oh, but King is exhausted."
The servant stood in the shadow at the other end of the wall, half a moment unmoved.
The King of Joy was angry and said, "Don't understand people? Mali's come over and help!"
The man laughed lowly. He drew something from his waist, and the ray of trembling came over. Dai Shengyan and King Joy subconsciously raised his hands to block it.
what is this? So bright.
Could it be ...
Dai Shengyan reacted suddenly, it was a knife, and the man was pulling it!
He is not a servant of the royal palace, but an assassin!