Fang Jie didn¡¯t hear Li Xiaozong¡¯s muttering, and he didn¡¯t bother to guess what Li Xiaozong was thinking about from the eagle-flying pavilion thirty miles away. It's strange to say that he doesn't have much hatred for Li Xiaozong in his heart. Although if it weren't for his luck, he would have died due to Li Xiaozong's plot a few days and nights ago.
¡°It¡¯s not the people who have been chasing him, but the killers that Li Xiaozong killed to protect himself.
¡°If Fang Jie had ninth-grade strength now, he would beat Li Xiaozong into a puddle of mud without hesitation. Just like in Yunji Shop, Du Hongxian beat Li Xiaozong into a pig's head without hesitation.
Quietly coming out of the back door of the General's Mansion, Fang Jie could still hear the petitioning cries of the crowd gathered outside the front door of the General's Mansion. This moved him a little. Although everything he did in Fangu in the past three years was out of selfishness, after all, it also benefited more than 2,000 people in Fangu City. People's hearts are not always indifferent, but sometimes they feel It felt warm in my heart.
His original intention was not to say anything to the people, but to leave quietly, just like he entered the city quietly.
But the moment he walked out of the general's mansion, he suddenly thought, wouldn't it be cruel to just leave like this? Even if those folks just regretted not having a big money tree in the future, their desire to stay was still sincere.
There was a carriage parked outside the back door, and the big dog was squatting on the ground, bored, painting on the remaining snow. The old lame man who had been in the red sleeves all day sat on the carriage and drank sips of wine with an intoxicated expression, as if the cheapest Northwest Shao in the gourd was the Qiong Yao wine in the Tiangong.
When Fang Jie walked over, the big dog happened to be finished.
He casually threw the wooden stick aside and looked at the patterns on the snow with a slightly proud expression. You must know that it is extremely difficult to create artistic conception when painting on the snow. After all, the lines will be very thick no matter how you draw them. But the painting painted by Da Quan was full of artistic conception. Fang Jie just took one look at it and couldn't help but exclaimed, "It's soslutty."
This wretched guy, who doesn¡¯t seem to like women, drew a picture of a naked woman on the ground.
"A licentious person will naturally see all that is lascivious."
The big dog said with some dissatisfaction: "A virgin body is the purest. White snow falling from the sky is the purest. I am making pure paintings on the pure snow, and my heart is also pure. Why do you think it is lewd? You have already You are blinded by the filthiness of the world, so you cannot see the purity of the world.¡±
Fang Jie was startled and looked at Big Dog in disbelief: "Since you entered the Red Sleeve Movement, you can't even speak human words. It seems that people like you are better locked up."
The old lame man snorted coldly and said: "I don't have time to accompany you two here talking nonsense. Do you want to leave? If not, I will leave first."
Fang Jie definitely had a different attitude towards the old lame man. He stuck his butt out and got on the carriage and said with a playful smile: "Old man, if everyone calls you Master Luo, then I will also get married and call you Master Luo."
"If you say something, you will fart"
Poof
A soft sound.
The old cripple looked at Fang Jie with wide eyes, and then shrank back into the carriage: "You kid, you want to get close to me, just to fart like this?"
¡°It¡¯s a coincidence, it¡¯s really a coincidence.¡±
Fang Jie smiled awkwardly and opened a gap in the carriage to let the air out: "I've eaten a lot this morning. I'm competing with Li Xiaozong in the general's mansion. Naturally, I can't let my fart out easily, right? Hold on, you can¡¯t hold it back no matter what, you have to fight for it, right?¡±
"This is a pleasant thing to say. Young people can lose anything, but they cannot lose their ambition."
The old cripple gave Fang Jie a rare smile and handed Fang Jie his wine gourd: "Would you like a sip?"
Fang Jie took the wine gourd without any hesitation, lifted the heavy gourd with great effort and took a big sip. As soon as the wine entered the throat, it was like a ball of fire burning down directly. He grinned, his expression looking a little painful. The old lame man nodded, and his eyes when looking at Fang Jie became much softer.
"Why is this wine so spicy?"
Fang Jie breathed loudly, feeling better when there was wind in his mouth.
"The Northwest Shao sold in Fangu City is not authentic enough and tastes a bit bland, so I soaked a lot of chili peppers and fireweed roots in it to make it enjoyable. If you don't know the details, just drink it down, and it's fine if you don't spit it out. That¡¯s right. But your temperament is quite straightforward, which is to my liking.¡±
Fang Jie reached out and asked the big dog driving the car for a kettle. After drinking most of the kettle in one breath, he felt a little better: "Master Luo, what is this fireweed root?"
"Fire grass grows in the extremely cold place of Sai Sai, that is, the Shiwanda Mountain where the Bei Liao people are located. To the east of this extremely cold place.", but has an extremely hot temper. It is a good thing to make soup and drink. Men in Beiliao like to use this thing to make wine and drink it. After taking a sip, the body will immediately warm up. Compared with Fangu, the Shiwanshan Mountains in Northern Liao are really extremely cold. The century-old trees on the Shiwanshan Mountains are only as tall as one person, and the trees that are thousands of years old are barely mature. You will know how cold it is when you think about it. . "
"This fire grass is an indispensable thing for men in the Northern Liao region."
"Don't women use it?"
"Need not"
"Why?"
¡°The biggest benefit of this thing is not to keep away the cold.¡±
The old lame man smiled and showed his yellow teeth: "It's Yang Yang!"
Fang Jie smiled coquettishly, not knowing what to say. This old man looks to be at least sixty years old. I didn't expect him to have such a hobby
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Returning to Hong Xiuzhao, he also didn¡¯t dare to go through the front door. The number of people gathered in front was no less than that outside the gate of the General's Mansion. Almost all the people in Fangu City came out. Except for the elderly and children who could not walk around, the outside of Jinyuanfang, Hongxiu Tower, and the gate of the General's Mansion was filled with water.
There was still a long way to go, and the old cripple seemed a little impatient. He casually picked up Fang Jie's belt and jumped out of the carriage. Fang Jie felt a strong wind coming towards him, and when he opened his eyes, he had already entered the backyard of Hongxiuzhao. The backyard is not big, and there is no way to plant flowers and grass. However, Aunt Xi specifically ordered the snow in the yard not to be moved, and to only clear the path. It looks quite plain, but because of the cold weather, the snow may not melt away even in a month.
The old lame man was familiar with the road and led Fang Jie straight ahead. When he passed by the door of a room, he heard a very soft recitation. Although the sound was soft but very pleasant, Fang Jie listened with his ears, but he could not hear clearly what was being read. The old cripple smiled and said this is Miss Xi's boudoir. If you are so sneaky at the door, be careful of getting beaten by her.
Fang explained that everyone knows that Miss Xi is as gentle as water, how could she hit someone?
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: A small stone flew out of the open window. The pebble hit the pillar in the corridor and bounced off, hitting Fang Xie's forehead. I don't know if it was because of his bad luck, or because he was so precise in his calculation of the stone.
After being hit on the forehead, Fang Jie groaned in pain and immediately squatted down. The old cripple smiled and walked forward on his own. Fang Jie didn't dare to stay any longer and quickly caught up with the old cripple.
"It's a good idea to calm the girl down."
Fang Jie rubbed his forehead and said in annoyance: "Be impartial, right between the eyebrows."
The old lame man smiled and said: "Since Hongxiu recruited Fan Gucheng, I don't know how many disciples have planned to take a sneak look at Miss Xi. If the old lame man attacks the wall climbers, he will naturally beat them half to death, but Miss Xi is kind. , just use this method of throwing stones to drive away one by one."
Fang Jie couldn't help but flatter him loudly: "It is indeed a Bodhisattva's heart."
Just after saying this, another stone flew out from the window of the room where Zhuwick was resting. This time, it didn¡¯t need to be ejected, and it hit Fang Jie directly in the crook of his calf. Fang Jie let out an ouch and couldn¡¯t help but kneel down on one knee in pain. Go down. The old lame man stretched out his hand to pull him, sighed and said: "I was just about to remind you, but I was a little slow. If Miss Xi hadn't known you, I'm afraid this stone wouldn't have hit your leg She hates it the most. Daxue Mountain Buddhist Sect in the Western Regions, what kind of bodhisattva heart do you think she has? Isn¡¯t she asking for a beating?¡±
Fang Jie rubbed his calf and limped along: "Remember this."
The old lame man smiled and shook his head, and said as he walked: "There are actually no big rules in the Red Sleeve Move. You just need to remember two things."
"What?"
"First, in front of everyone Xi and Miss Xi, it's best not to mention Buddhism. Second, Aunt Xi is the boss of Hongxiuzhao. Whatever she says is what she says and cannot be violated. But everyone knows that Aunt Xi loves Miss Xi the most. So there is one more thing to add to this second itemexcept Miss Xi."
"Why do I feel like I'm being sold into slavery?"
Fang Jie laughed to himself.
"No, no, no"
The old lame man explained seriously: "You can't redeem yourself by selling yourself as a slave. You are different. After you pay off the ten thousand gold, no one will stop you. You just don't want to leave, and you are afraid that everyone will let others go." Beat him out with a stick."
"Why do I feel so wronged?"
Fang Jie frowned and said, "It's like someone stuffed a banknote into my arms and then became my creditor? I didn't want to borrow the money, so why did I become a debtor?"
He walked in front, Fang Jie walked behind.
One old, one young, two cripples.
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"Since we have already planned to leave, let's not delay Although we are not in a hurry, since Fang Jie has to rush to the Yanwu Academy, we cannot miss the exam time. Fan Gucheng has not had anyone qualified to take the exam in decades. People from the Yanwu Academy are rare. The people below have been packing their things in the past few days. After all, most of the people in the Red Sleeve Moves are women, and Mr. Luo can't handle the guarding alone Fang Jie. , since you stay, you have to take some responsibilities."
Even though Aunt Xi is sitting quietly on the chair, she still has an aura of wealth and nobility.
"I may not be able to pass the exambut I will naturally do my best along the way and do whatever I can."
Fang Jie said politely.
"uncertain?"
Hearing his words, Aunt Xi¡¯s expression changed slightly. She put down the tea cup in her hand and said in an unhappy tone: "Since you are going to take the exam, how can you be so unsure? If you don't even have the confidence to enter the martial arts academy, why bother taking the exam? You are born a man , Of course you have to be brave and take responsibility. You say this because you are afraid, and you are already timid before you fight, which makes people angry!"
"Well¡¡"
Fang Jie smiled awkwardly: "What I want to teach you is that I just have to work hard."
"Maybe you don't like to hear it, but I still have to say that although the gate of the Martial Arts Academy is tightly closed, since Emperor Taizu of the Sui Dynasty ordered people to build this courtyard, many people with worse life experiences than you have entered the courtyard. After he came out, he became a hero of his generation. In the eleventh year of Emperor Taizong's founding of the Wushu Academy, there was a prodigy who got excellent grades in all nine subjects. After graduation, he was directly named Ying Yanglang General by Emperor Taizong and stationed in the northwest. He fought more than three hundred battles, large and small, without any defeat. This man also came from a poor family and was an orphan, but he built a family of his own!"
"Are you talking about Li Xiao?"
"That's right, the Li family of Longyou is different from other aristocratic families in the imperial court because the family was formed in such a short period of time. Fortunately, the Li family later produced several stunning figures, otherwise they would have been suppressed by other aristocratic families. All gone. The father of You Xiaowei General Li Yuanshan made the Li family officially become a first-class family. In less than a hundred years, the Li family has achieved such achievements In the final analysis, it is because of the Yanwu Academy in the Sui Dynasty. "
Aunt Xi said seriously: "Without the Martial Arts Academy, Li Xiao would be just a withered skeleton freezing to death on the roadside! I know you are very smart, you should be able to understand what I mean."
The old lame man sitting aside drinking frowned slightly and couldn't help but glance at Aunt Xi. Aunt Xi seemed to feel it and nodded slightly to the old cripple.
After Fang Jie left, the old cripple couldn't help but ask: "You seem to value Fang Jie particularly?"
"He is not an ordinary person, and it is difficult to look down upon him That's why I say a few words. I may be too bored recently It has been a long time since I did something to enlighten young people. It is interesting to think about it."
"You are not an ordinary person. Indeed, a waste of practice that has no potential for practice and cannot be changed by a small golden elixir. Even if it is placed among the waste, it is still outstanding."
The old lame man smiled, got up and left.
Aunt Xi looked at the old lame man¡¯s leaving back and smiled slightly, tapping her fingers lightly on her knees. There was a hint of pride in her brows, as if she was proud that she had discovered something that no one else had discovered.