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Chen Ping'an saw the girl in green again. She was silently following a middle-aged man, lowering her head and gnawing on a scallion oil egg cake.

The man looked desperate.

After seeing Chen Ping'an, the man stopped and asked, "Are you the guy who was driven away by me last time?"

The man was knocked heavily on his back and hit the "wall". He looked confused when he looked up. Suddenly he saw Chen Ping'an. She was about to laugh, but suddenly turned her back to Chen Ping'an. The girl hurriedly wiped the corners of her mouth.

Chen Ping'an held back his smile and nodded to the man and said, "Hello, Master Ruan."

It seems that the girl is probably Master Ruan’s daughter.

However, the father and daughter look really different, and fortunately they don’t look similar.

The man who was called Master Ruan by Chen Ping'an was the blacksmith who moved to the south by the stream not long after he arrived in the town. He continued to ask, "Why haven't Liu Xianyang gone to make a blacksmith these two days?"

Just as Chen Ping'an was about to explain to Liu Xianyang, the man said coldly: "Go and tell that kid, if you don't see him again today, you won't have to go to my shop tomorrow."

Chen Ping'an hurriedly said, "Master Ruan, something urgent happened at his family..."

The man interrupted the boy and said bluntly: "That's his business, it's all my business?"

Chen Ping'an was not a good person at speaking. He was stunned on the spot, his face flushed with anxiety, and he didn't know how to speak, for fear of helping him worse. He had experienced Master Ruan's honest temper personally.

The girl in green tried to say something nice to Chen Ping'an, but was taught a lesson in advance by a man who knew her daughter, "Eat your cake!"

The aggrieved girl suddenly accelerated her pace and stepped on the man's instep, then the wind blew under her feet, and in an instant she disappeared.

The man lamented, left Chen Ping'an aside and continued to move forward.

Chen Ping'an also sighed, ran to the breakfast shop to buy a basket of six buns, and rushed to Nibo Lane.

When I arrived at my own house, I saw Liu Xianyang squatting on the wall, half of his body leaning towards Song Jixin's yard, and eavesdropping with great concentration.

Chen Ping'an sometimes feels that Liu Xianyang really deserves a beating.

He had no choice but to remind him: "I just met Master Ruan and asked you to go to the blacksmith shop to help today, and said that if you can't see you today, you will be fired."

Liu Xianyang said absent-mindedly: "What's the hurry? I'm a sloppy apprentice who is both skillful and hard-working, and it's hard to find a lantern. Master Ruan is just talking harshly, it doesn't matter if he goes tomorrow."

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "I'm sure Master Ruan is definitely not kidding."

Liu Xianyang said irritably: "Go away later, don't delay me from doing serious business."

Chen Ping'an delivered breakfast to the girl in black, and took three directly to Liu Xianyang, and only bit one of them himself.

Liu Xianyang took out all the meat bags in just a few seconds, whispering while wiping his mouth: "A guest came to Song Jixin's house just now. He was a great man. If I read it correctly, he should be the current official master of the official kiln. When he went to our Dragon Kiln in his official uniform, Old Man Yao thought you, such an incredible apprentice, hadn't let you show up and see you. I'm different. Old Man Yao also asked me to demonstrate to that man what is 'jump-knife'."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "The new supervisor takes care of Song Jixin more, which is something that everyone in the town knows. What are you doing here for suspicion?"

Liu Xianyang said worriedly: "A little face like Song Jixin is definitely not able to compete with me, but if Zhigui falls in love with this extraordinary official, I will not have a good chance of winning! Then your future sister-in-law will run away with someone. What should I do? What should you do?"

Chen Ping'an walked back to the house.

Left Liu Xianyang squatted on the wall and complained.

The girl in black sat at the table, her waist straightened and held the hilt of the knife in one hand, as if she was facing a great enemy.

Sweat oozing out of her forehead.

This is the first time Chen Ping'an has seen a girl look so strong. Although her body is tight and full of vigilance, her eyes are shiny and she is eager to try.

Chen Ping'an retreated back to the threshold and asked, "Do you know the identity of the guest next door?"

Chen Ping'an replied: "I heard from Liu Xianyang that he is the current Kiln Supervisor in our town. He is very kind. He just made way for me at the entrance of the alley."

The girl sneered: "This kind of talent is terrible."

Chen Ping'an was puzzled.

She asked, "Will people step on the road when they see ants?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while and replied: "Gu Can definitely do it. He often uses water to water an ant nest or block the way out with stones. When Liu Xianyang is in a bad mood, he probably will."

The girl in black was speechless.

Chen Ping'an grinned, "I actually understand what Miss Ning means."

She said in surprise: "Is it true or false?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I think you have said two meanings. The first meaning is that the people of our town are all ants crawling around their feet in the eyes of you outsiders. The second meaning is that among outsiders, there are also high and low levels. Fu Nanhua, Cai Jinjian is a child like Gu Can, so he feels that it is interesting to control the life and death of ants, or annoying. However, the official who came to our Nipin Lane is different. He will be in line with his identity when speaking and doing things, so he seems very polite. Miss Ning, right?"

The girl asked, "How did you figure it out?"

The boy joked and said, "After I saved my life, I felt a little enlightened."

The girl in black asked solemnly: "What did you see before you die?"

"I didn't see anything." Chen Ping'an was a little confused, but he still answered honestly: "Actually, in that alley, I didn't think much from beginning to end. For this question, Miss Ning asked Fu Nanhua and Cai Jinjian better, and they might be able to see something."

She snorted coldly, "Yeah, you're so angry!"

After saying this, she stared at the straw sandals boy for no reason.

Chen Ping'an was so nervous that he saw it, "What's wrong?"

The girl frowned and a little annoyed. She said to herself in the dialect of her hometown: "My sword learning, whether it is the sword technique or the method used to temper the body and soul, is a unique secret that is not passed down. I haven't learned it all, so how dare I teach others. Moreover, I have never learned the superficial things elsewhere, otherwise I can also give him a clear path, even if it is just used to strengthen his body and prolong his life. Where can I find this entry secret with the lowest threshold?"

The girl's eyes lit up, "Robbery? No, right? It's not robbing, it's about asking someone to borrow a secret book, some loans and some repayments."

Unfortunately, she quickly looked dim and said hatefully: "Damn old eunuch! Wait for me and see if I won't push your palace to the sky."

She cried and said sadly: "Can you really have to find a swordsman named Ruan? I'm just fine with killing people. I have a four or five-point true teaching from my mother, but I'm really not good at asking people."

The straw sandals boy sat on the threshold and looked at the girl named Ning Yao. She talked to herself, her face changing unchangedly, like clouds in the sky.

———

A handsome man in white robe and jade belt stood in Song Jixin's room, looking around, frowned slightly, "His surnamed Song has arranged such a shabby place for you?"

Song Jixin pursed his lips and said nothing.

The maid Zhigui had already realized the tact and hid in her side house.

According to the most widely circulated theory in the town, the former chief of the Supervisor, Lord Song, was not good at making the imperial tribute porcelain that satisfies the court. With that little hard work, he left a bridge and returned to Beijing to work. Of course, he also left behind the illegitimate son Song Jixin, who only bought him a personal maid to take care of his daily life, and then "entrusted the orphan" to his friend, that is, the new chief of the Supervisor who replaced him, and he heard that his surname was Song.

But the truth is that the authorities are confused, and the bystanders may not be clear.

Song Jixin himself didn't know what kind of relationship the guy in front of him had with the man named Song. His close relationship with his colleagues in the officialdom, classmates and friends who studied in the past? Or the rival of other factions in the temple in the capital? Before leaving, Song's surnamed Song mentioned a few words, saying that after the new general manager arrived at the town, they would soon take their master and servant out of the town and rushed to the capital. They asked that Song Jixin to be extremely respectful and not neglect at all.

Song Jixin had no favoritism for the arrogant man in the capital in front of him, probably because he hated the house and the miserable ones.

The confidence he showed on his maid Zhigui, and his calmness towards leaving his hometown was just the boy's self-esteem.

The man smiled and said, "Forget it, that sour scholar named Song has always had a cautious personality. He doesn't look like a big man, but a woman, otherwise he wouldn't have come here to take care of you."

Song Jixin's eyebrows were gloomy.

The man casually glanced at the big box where the boy stored his belongings, curled his lips, looked disdainful, and said slowly: "Before coming here, I had seen Fu Nanhua from Laolong City. He is such a bad luck. He will almost break his heart here. Your business with him will continue as usual. You are self-profitable. I will not get involved in such a rag-like thing as a sesame and mung bean. But before leaving, you must go to the bridge with me and kowtow a few times, and then you will have nothing to do. Go home with me, do what you should do, sit in the seat you should sit, and do what you should do. It's that simple, do you understand?"

"Of course I understand, Lord Song's words are not obscure."

The boy sneered, "But why?"

The man smiled, turned around and looked at the boy for the first time, and asked back: "The sissy surnamed Song said you are very talented, and this evaluation is really not afraid of flashing your tongue. You might as well guess what do you think I am?"

If you look closely, you will find that there are some similarities in form and spirit between the two.

Song Jixin was even more angry, but he was always tolerant and never spoke.

The man no longer kept it in hiding, and he said: "Why? Of course, because I am a big unlucky seedling with a big name, I will be your kid's uncle."

Song Jixin was shocked and his face turned pale.

The man in white robe turned a blind eye to this, held the jade belt with both hands, looked at the sky outside the window, and smiled and said, "It is also because I am the number one martial arts person in the Dali Dynasty."

In fact, this sentence is even more shocking if it is another statement. However, men would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail, and they think that as long as they live behind others, even if they are just one or two, they are not worthy of publicity.

The man thought of the Confucian saint who was sitting here, his mouth was full of contempt and he snorted coldly.

He was thinking about it all.

If I hadn't been in this world, I could kill you, the gods of the Three Sects like Qi Jingchun, with one hand.

———

In the thatched hut of the school, Mr. Qi was listening to the sound of books from elementary school children.

Sitting upright.

In the true sense, it is difficult for Song Jixin and Zhao Yao to understand the essence of their reading seeds.

Confucianism has a classic that "establishes the sect" called "The Great Li", which specifically talks about the "Self-Cultivation Chapter" that a gentleman should sit like a corpse, because a corpse is a divine elephant and a sitting posture is like a corpse, solemn and solemn, you can imagine it.

At this moment, Qi Jingchun seemed to hear the silent thoughts in the white-robed man's heart. The clouds and winds gently, and smiled and said, "The martial arts man is extremely powerful. However, the white dragon fish suit is not a good omen."
Chapter completed!