Martial arts: A Taoist friend, Li Mochou cried

Zhuge Zhengwo and Leng Xue glanced at each other, then followed Yin Li into the yard.

As soon as I entered the door, Zhuge Zheng and I began to look around.

However, he didn't find any difference from other private houses, as if it was an ordinary private courtyard.

In front of the stone table in the yard, there was a young man sitting with his head down, tinkering with something.

Leng Xue made a gesture to Zhuge Zhengwo, which meant 'not sure'.

Zhuge Zheng nodded his head, and just as he was about to walk over, Yin Li had already walked over with two bowls of water.

The two took the water from Yin Li's hands respectively.

After Zhugezheng thanked me, he seemed to casually say: "Miss, is that young master your lord?"

Yin Li blushed slightly, and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, that's my son."

"It's my fault, I hope the girl won't take offense." Zhuge Zheng and I couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, and apologized quickly.

Who would have thought that such a stunning girl was just a maid.

Seeing Zhuge Zhengyi and Leng Xue taking out dry food, Yin Li said casually: "You guys eat first, if there is not enough, there are still some steamed buns in the kitchen."

"Thank you, girl." Zhuge Zhengwo said with a smile while soaking the dry food in a bowl.

Yin Li didn’t care about them anymore, but walked to Zhang Chu’s side.

"My lord, what are you doing?" Yin Li asked curiously.

"Make a pen." Zhang Chu said casually.

"Pen? Don't you still have it at home?" Yin Li was startled.

Zhang Chu raised the thing in his hand, smiled and said, "This is called a quill."

Yin Li looked at the quill pen in Zhang Chu's hand, but he didn't see how to write with it at all.

Zhang Chu smiled helplessly.

At the beginning, he planned to practice brush calligraphy, but he was used to using modern brushes in his previous life, so it was difficult for him to adapt for a while.

Not only is the writing speed very slow, but my wrists are extremely sore every time I finish writing.

"My lord, how do you write with this quill pen?" Yin Li couldn't help asking.

Zhang Chu said with a smile, “let me show you.”

After speaking, Zhang Chu held the quill pen, dipped it in the ink, and began to write on the paper.

"You can really write." Yin Li was surprised.

While writing, Zhang Chu looked up at Zhuge Zhengwo and Leng Xue, and said casually, "Ah Li, who are those two?"

"The merchants passing by said they were asking for water." Yin Li said.

Zhang Chu nodded, then bowed his head and continued writing.

Hearing the conversation between the two, he nodded slightly at Zhuge Zhengwo with a sneer, and made a gesture of 'confirmation'.

Zhuge Zheng was clear to me immediately.

It seems that this young man is the one from last night.

Moreover, at this time, he had seen Zhang Chu's appearance clearly, and instantly recalled that he seemed to have a relationship with this person once.

It was the time to search for Jiumozhi's clues at the hot pot restaurant that day.

Could it be that what happened to Jiumozhi last time was also related to him?

Fortunately, I have changed my appearance today, and the other party should not be able to see it.

Zhuge Zhengwo frowned slightly, and then slowly approached Zhang Chu as if he was wandering while biting his dry food.

He walked behind Zhang Chu and glanced at what Zhang Chu wrote.

"The situation in the world comes out of my generation, once I entered the rivers and lakes, the years reminded me

Huangtu Baye talks and laughs and lives a drunken life

Lifting the sword and straddling, swinging ghosts and raining bones, flying like a mountain bird

The dust is like the tide, the people are like the water, only a few people in the rivers and lakes will return."

Seeing this poem, Zhuge Zheng couldn't help being startled.

It's a good saying that "Huangtu Baye is talking and laughing, and he can't live a life drunk", if this person is not a frivolous person, then he is really a master of the world.

"Good poem!" Zhuge Zhengwo couldn't help sighing.

Zhang Chu was startled, turned his head and said, "this gentleman also understands poetry?"

Zhuge Zhengwo felt a little regretful in his heart at this time, he was afraid that Zhang Chu would see the clue, after all, his image was just a wandering merchant.

"Sir, I don't dare to be, it's just that I went to a private school for two years when I was a child." Zhuge Zhengwo said with a smile.

Zhang Chu looked stunned.

After finally talking with Zhang Chu, Zhuge Zhengwo stroked his white beard and said with a smile: "Young Master, although the words are not gorgeous, they are full of heroism, and they will be widely praised when they are spread out. "

Zhang Chu smiled, picked up the paper on the table and tore it up casually.

"My son is this?"

Zhuge was in a flash in my mind, and suddenly grabbed Zhang Chu's wrist and made an eager expression: "Master, it's a pity to ruin such a masterpiece!"

Ok?

No internal strength?

Zhuge Zheng was shocked in my heart.

Chapter 45

Zhuge Zhengwo took the risk to investigate Zhang Chu's martial arts.

But this result was far beyond his expectation.

If Zhang Chu does not know martial arts, it means that all his previous guesses will be overturned.

A master like Ouyang Feng would never be afraid of an ordinary person who doesn't know martial arts.

No matter how high the opponent's status is, even an emperor, it is not enough to scare the opponent away just by showing his face.

Just when Zhuge Zheng and I were thinking hard, I heard a coughing sound in my ear.

Zhuge Zheng I came back to my senses and let go of my hand hastily.

"I'm in a hurry at the moment, and I still hope that the son will be Han." Zhuge Zhengwo said in embarrassment.

Zhang Chu waved his hand, and then distanced himself from him without any trace.

Unexpectedly, the level of civilization in the Song Dynasty is so high, and people of a certain age still have this habit, it is really a man's ability.

Leng Xue was suddenly a little confused, because he found that Zhang Chu looked at him very strangely, and there was even a trace of sympathy.

what's the situation?Has your identity been exposed?

"Mr. Zhang, Miss Ah Li, lunch is ready." Huang Rong suddenly walked out of the house.

Yin Li smiled and said, "Sister Rong'er, what's there to eat today?"

"Fatty duck with eight treasures, roast leg of lamb, fried cabbage, and a soup with lotus leaves." Huang Rong laughed.

Yin Li swallowed subconsciously, then looked at Zhang Chu and said, "Master, I'm hungry, let's go and eat."

Zhang Chu got up and stretched, smiled and said, "Let's go."

Zhuge Zheng and Leng Xue looked at each other, and suddenly felt that the dry food in his hand was not fragrant.

Just when Zhuge Zhengwo was about to leave with a sigh, a beautiful woman suddenly caught Zhuge Zhengwo's eyes.

She has a stunning appearance, like black black silk being held up by a jade hairpin, showing a dignified attitude, and Shi Shiran stepped into the hall with the corner of her skirt lifted.

"Persian woman?" Zhuge Zheng was surprised in my heart.

He was not surprised by the beauty of the place, but wondered why there are Persian women here?

Zhuge Zhengwo shook his head, and didn't bother to pay attention to such trivial matters, so he raised his foot and prepared to turn around and leave.

"Daikis, it's time to pay the rent." Zhang Chu's voice suddenly came from the hall.

"what?"

"Oh, what, you don't work, don't you want to live and eat for free?"

"Young master Zhang, can you extend the concubine's life for a few more days?"

"Okay, remember to pay the rent in a few days."

Hearing the conversation, Zhuge Zhengwo slowly frowned.

After leaving the courtyard, Leng Xue couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Uncle Shi, what's wrong?"

"Have you ever heard of the name Dai Qisi?" Zhuge Zhengwo said suddenly.

"Daiqis?"

Leng Xue was taken aback, then shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it."

Zhuge straightened me and said, "You've always heard of Mingjiao, haven't you?"

"Mingjiao dominates one side and is famous in the Jianghu, so I have heard of it." Leng Xue replied.

Zhuge Zhengwo sighed, and said: "If I remember correctly, more than 20 years ago, there was a Zishan Dragon King in the Ming Cult, who was one of the four protectors. Her name was Dai Qisi."

Cold-blooded astonished: "20 years ago?"

"That's right, this Zishan Dragon King broke the teaching for more than 20 years, and then disappeared without a trace." Zhuge Zhengwo said slowly.

"Then why is she here?" Leng Xue asked puzzled.

"I'm surprised too."

Zhuge Zhengwo smiled wryly, and said: "I found out that the person has no internal energy, so I thought I was thinking about it, but since Zishan Dragon King appeared here, it proves that this person is definitely not an ordinary person .”

"Uncle Shi, what shall we do then? Shall we test his martial arts again?" said Leng Xue.

Zhuge Zhengwo nodded, and said: "This matter still needs to be discussed in the long term. I don't think this person is like a demon or heretic. Try not to have conflicts with him."

Just as Leng Xue was about to say something, suddenly, a distant firework exploded in the sky.

"Uncle Shi, it's an emergency signal!" Leng Xue's expression changed, and he said hastily.

"Go, go back to the six doors!"

With cold blood, Zhuge Zheng and I rushed straight towards the six doors.

Not long after, the two returned to the six doors.

As soon as he entered the door, Wuqing pushed the wheelchair and greeted him.

"What happened?" Zhuge Zhengwo asked.

With a serious expression on Wuqing's face, he clasped his fists and said, "Uncle Huishi, another member of the court was assassinated."

Zhuge stared at me for a moment, and said, "Ouyang Feng is back?"

Shaking his head ruthlessly, he said: "The spies report that the deceased died from a sword wound, unlike what Ouyang Feng did."

Zhuge Zheng's face suddenly darkened.

No matter who the assassin is, this kind of thing is undoubtedly a slap in the face of the six doors. If this kind of thing happens again, I'm afraid I can't explain it to the officials.

It's just that Tie Shou and Zhui Ming are recovering from serious injuries, and the strength of the Six Doors has been greatly reduced, and there is simply not enough manpower to hunt down the murderer.

After all, the martial arts of the assassins who dared to assassinate high officials in the court were obviously extraordinary, and ordinary policemen couldn't handle them at all.

"Uncle Shi, I would like to take someone to arrest the murderer!" Leng Xue suddenly cupped his fists and said.

Zhuge Zhengwo shook his head and said: "The strength of the assassins is unknown, it's too dangerous for you to go alone, not to mention, we don't even know their whereabouts now."

"Uncle Shi, I have dispatched all the spies to track down the assassin's whereabouts." Wuqing said.

"I'm afraid it's not that easy to find out."

Zhuge Zhengwo frowned, and suddenly said: "Wuqing, go to Liufenbantang and Jinfengxiyulou, ask them for help, and say that I owe them a favor."