The Bamboo Horse Dressed as the Emperor

After Song Jiao finished eating the frozen pears, she suddenly remembered that she didn't bring a handkerchief. Looking around, she stretched out her hand and wiped Xie Chen's body.

Xie Chen turned to look at him: "What are you doing?"

Song Jiao shook his head as if nothing had happened: "What?"

Xie Chen pinched his wrist and picked up his sticky paw.Xie Chen grabbed him, walked to the side of the road, pushed him under a tree, squeezed some snow from the branches, and covered his hands.

Xie Chen still wanted to rub his hands, but suddenly remembered something, and withdrew his hand: "Rub it yourself."

"Oh." Song Jiao rubbed his fingers clean and looked up at him, "Hey, Xie Chen."

"what?"

"Come here a little bit."

Xie Chen was standing in front of him, holding his hands and bowing his head, watching him rub his fingers. Song Jiao said such words to him and waved at him. Take a step forward.

Song Jiao waved at him again: "Come here a little more."

Xie Chen looked impatient, twitched the corners of his lips, folded his hands again, and took a small step towards him.

He and Song Jiao got close, a bit too close.

Still on the busy street, Xie Chen was thinking about something wildly in his mind. He thought, Song Jiao's eyes are pretty, flickering, eyelashes are also pretty, flickering, and his face is also pretty. very good……

Before he could finish his thoughts, a "crash" sounded, and a pile of snow fell on him, covering him all over.

Song Jiao withdrew the hand behind her back, shaking the tree trunk wildly, and looked at Xie Chen "innocently".

Xie Chen wiped his face: "Mamao, come here a little bit."

Song Jiao smiled at him, eyebrows curved: "I'm not stupid, you are a little fool."

Xie Chen stretched out his hand, pressed it on the tree trunk, leaned forward, and surrounded Song Jiao in the middle.

The smile on Song Jiao's face froze, and he took two steps back: "Brother Shen?"

Xie Chen's face was gloomy, his voice was low, and he said every word: "You are the little fool."

After saying this, Xie Chen shook the hand holding the tree trunk vigorously twice, and all the snow on the tree was shaken off by him, covering the two people.

Injure the enemy eight hundred, and self-injury one thousand.

As expected of you, thank you Shen!

Passers-by passed by and saw these two "snowmen", and couldn't help speeding up their pace.

Both of them could be little fools.

The two little idiots walked forward while patting the snow on their hair.

Xie Chen suddenly stretched out his hand towards Song Jiao. Song Jiao was vigilant, and quickly took a step to the side, looking at him warily: "What are you doing again?"

Xie Chen pressed his shoulder with one hand, and picked off his head with the other hand, pinching off a twig.

Brother Shen's unique gentleness will help his wife clean up after bullying her.

Xie Chen is proud, but Xie Chen doesn't say anything.

The two of them walked down the street like this, wandering around.

Fengxiang City and the others had already visited all over, so they just took a look around.

Suddenly, both of them saw a newly opened store in front of them, and they didn't know what it was selling. Song Jiao's eyes lit up, he stuffed the snacks into his mouth, and Xie Chen stepped forward while pulling.

This is a small two-story building, decorated with red silk and silk flowers in winter, it is very eye-catching, the building is warm and fragrant, and the sound of playing the zither and the zither can be faintly heard, it is gentle and unique, it is a scene that neither of us has ever seen .

But the two talents just passed by the door, and they were persuaded away by the little second who greeted the guests at the door: "You two young masters, please go to another place to play. We do business according to the rules here, so we dare not greet the two young masters." .”

Song Jiao wants to ask: "Excuse me, what's in it..."

Before he finished asking, he suddenly reacted.

It's... it's Lefang.

He didn't ask any more, but Xie Chen thought he wanted to go in and take a look, so he took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and threw it in front of Xiao Er.

Xiao Er:? ! !

Xiao Er quickly reacted and made a "please" gesture: "Young masters, please come here."

The speed of change made Song Jiao dumbfounded: "You just said that you are the rules..."

"In the guest officer, please."

Xie Chen pulled Song Jiao and strode inside.

Song Jiao followed Xie Chen, still hesitating, if the system knew that he came to the music workshop, the system would definitely be pissed off, as well as Zhi Duoxing and a few grandpas, they would all be pissed off.

There is nothing in the lobby of the music workshop, people come and go, behind the bead curtain on the stage, a woman is playing the pipa.

Xiao Er led them all the way up to the private room upstairs.

"Is it the first time for the two sons to come back? Do you want to hear some music? We have all kinds of music here."

Song Jiao asked, "Are there really any songs?"

Xiaoer laughed and said, "That's natural. We are from Jiangnan, and we have learned a lot of tunes all the way north."

"Then "Counting Ducks"?"

Xiao Er choked: "Huh?"

Song Jiao smiled: "I was joking."

Xie Chen twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's not funny at all."

Xiao Er laughed dryly: "Then I'll go down and push up the Qu Pai for the two young masters. The two young masters will look at the Qu Pai before ordering. The two young masters will wait a moment."

This should be the most spacious private room in the building, and it is divided into two rooms, the inside and the outside. Xie Chen sat down on the couch, and Song Jiao whispered: "Brother Chen, is it not good for us to come to Lefang? Will you be arrested?"

"No." Xie Chen folded his arms and leaned on the small couch, "This is an ordinary music workshop. Just now the little girl thought we had no money and thought we were easy to cheat, so he wanted to drive us away."

"Oh." Song Jiao nodded, suddenly noticed something, frowned and asked, "How do you know so clearly?"

"I've never been here! I came with you the first time I came back." Xie Chen looked at him and said seriously, "Your grandfather and my grandfather are so powerful, who would dare to set up a place in Fengxiang City? Think with your toes all know."

Song Jiao smiled and said, "Brother Shen, you have become smart recently."

Xie Chen's tail was about to go up to the sky: "I've always been smart."

The two of them were talking, when there was a sudden "bang" outside, a loud noise, followed by the scolding of the little girl just now.

Song Jiao and Xie Chen looked at each other, and then got up to watch together.

Song Jiao opened the door, poked his head out and took a look: "What's wrong?"

The tall mahogany shelf is divided into three layers, with a dozen or so wooden plaques hanging on each of them. The name of the song is engraved on the wooden plaque, and bells are decorated under the name of the song, which can be described as extremely elegant.

There are three such shelves in total, and someone has to lift them up and move them into the private room.

The problem was on the last shelf. The last one who lifted the shelf was a young man who looked about the same age as them. He probably didn't have enough strength, and when he missed a moment, the shelf fell down.

The wooden sign fell to the ground, and the boy was kneeling and kowtowing, his forehead hit the ground, and the knock was louder than before.

Song Jiao hurriedly said, "Stop knocking!"

Of course he wouldn't listen to Song Jiao, and still knocked his head with a "bang bang", Song Jiao was a little anxious: "Stop! Stop!"

The little girl from just now raised his foot and kicked the young man: "Your honored guest told you to stop, but you didn't hear..."

He turned his head to meet Song Jiaoyuan's staring almond eyes, knowing that he was angry, he quickly retracted his feet, and said with a smile: "Little master, wasn't it snowing a while ago? We kindly took this in on the road, and we haven't practiced it much. It's clumsy." Yes, it disturbed the young master."

He asked someone to bring the other two shelves over: "Let's take a look, young man, what do you want to hear today. This is our famous piece, and there is also a signature musician."

As soon as he finished speaking, several musicians each held their instruments and stood in front of the music board, nodding their heads and drooping their eyes, each with its own style.

When they came, Xiao Er got angry with them. These two are distinguished guests. Although they are young, they are very rich. After serving them well, rewards are naturally indispensable.

Xiaoer then said, "Let's see, young master, who do you want to stay and serve?"

Song Jiao glanced back at Xie Chen, and seeing that he had no objection, he pointed at the boy kneeling on the ground: "That's him."

Xiao Er and the musicians all paused, Xiao Er tried to persuade him: "Young master, this is not a musician, he is clumsy, how can he play any music?"

Song Jiao pursed the corners of her lips: "He always whistles, right? I want to hear whistles today."

"Ah, this..."

"If you have, then bring some more snacks."

Xiaoer responded in a sly way: "Yes, I'll arrange it now, little one."

He subconsciously wanted to kick the young man, but then he realized that he stopped his foot abruptly, and just patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you, little honored guest, hurry up and serve him."

"Yes." The boy replied hoarsely, and was about to get up quickly.

As soon as he raised his head, he met Song Jiao's eyes.

Song Jiao smiled kindly at him, waved to him again, and said softly, "Come here quickly."

Seeing that he was friendly, the young man was relieved.But as soon as he entered, he saw Xie Chen again, and couldn't help but flinch.

Song Jiao said to Xie Chen: "Brother Shen, it seems that you look too fierce."

Xie Chen raised his hand to pinch his face: "You fart."

Song Jiao pushed his hand away and said to the young man, "Sit down."

The boy whispered: "Don't you want to listen to the whistle?"

Song Jiao asked: "Then can you play?"

The boy nodded and blew out a tune softly.Song Jiao smiled, pressed his shoulders, and asked him to sit down: "After listening, sit down."

The young man turned his head and glanced at the hand he was pressing on his shoulder, and sat down slowly, but he only sat on half of the stool.

Song Jiao said: "I'm Song Jiao, this is Xie Chen, what's your name?"

The young man glanced at Xie Chen, lowered his eyes, and his eyes were dark: "My...my surname is Chen, and my name is Chen Su. A while ago, it snowed heavily in my hometown, and my mother died. After a few days, these people passed by and said Hire a small worker, and I'll come."

Song Jiao asked: "Chen Su, did they treat you very badly?"

Chen Su shook his head: "No, I knocked over something just now."

Song Jiao frowned, held his hand, and lifted his sleeves, only to see that there were bruises and purple marks on his arms, which could be seen from being beaten.

Song Jiao asked again: "Have you signed a contract of sale with them?"

"No." Chen Su shook his head, "I kept my mind on it and prepared to survive this winter, so I went to find another way out."

"That's good." Song Jiao pulled up his sleeves.

Chen Su didn't understand.

It didn't take long for him to understand.

Xiao Er led a group of people, came in with snacks, and filled the table to the brim.

Song Jiao and Xie Chen were sitting on the other side of the couch, Song Jiao asked, "Xiaoer, I have something to ask you."

Xiaoer stood with his hands down: "My lord, may I ask you."

"I want to take Chen Su away, is that okay?"

"Yo, this..."

Before "this" came out, Song Jiao said again: "I asked him just now, he didn't sign a contract of sale with you, Qi and Qing are different, there is no such thing as a contract of sale, the government doesn't recognize .Today is the end of the month, he finished today's work and paid this month's wages, can I take him away?"

"It's naturally possible."

"Then he goes to pay with you, is that okay?"

"I... I'll take him to see the shopkeeper."

"Okay." Song Jiao nodded to Chen Su, "Go with him, I'll wait for you here."

Chen Su lowered his head and followed Xiaoer out like this.

Song Jiao saw that the snacks they brought up were pretty and exquisite, so she couldn't help but pick one up to eat, and then handed a piggy-shaped one to Xie Chen.

Xie Chen didn't answer, just took his hand and took a bite.

Song Jiao laughed and said, "Brother Shen is a pig, and Brother Shen eats himself."

Xie Chen opened his mouth wide and ate the remaining snacks in one gulp, almost putting Song Jiao's fingers in his mouth.

Song Jiao quickly withdrew his hand, Xie Chen swallowed the snack, and asked, "What are you going to do with that person? Stay at home?"

"I'm afraid not. Grandpa and I are not often at home." Song Jiao said, "I plan to send him to Senior Brother Liu's study hall. After this winter, he can leave or stay if he wants."

"Ah."

"Grandpa went out again because of the snow disaster, and Chen Su suffered because of the heavy snow. I think we can't just sit idly by."

Xie Chen nodded: "Okay, it's up to you."

The music workshop was newly opened. When I first heard that Qi Guo did not recognize the deed of prostitution, and Song Jiao talked about the government, I was a little flustered. Of course, I would not make things difficult for a small worker.

Not long after, Chen Su came back with his wages.

Song Jiao stood up: "Come here and have some snacks. I'll take you to a place to do some work later. After you get through the winter, you can go anywhere you want."

Chen Su said "Thank you" loudly, and then gave Song Jiao a "plop" on his knees.

Song Jiao was afraid that he would kowtow again, and was really afraid of the "bang bang" sound, so he hurriedly said, "Stop! Stop! Stand up!"

He let Chen Su eat some snacks, packed up the rest and let him carry it, and took him to Shijietang.

It happened that Liu Yi was not there, only Jiang Ping was reading on the counter.

Song Jiao asked for help, and naturally said sweetly, "Senior Brother Jiang!"

Jiang Ping smiled, put down the scroll, and came out from the counter: "What day is today? Did you skip class?"

Song Jiao couldn't deny it, but didn't want to admit it either: "I came out with Xie Chen."

Jiang Ping smiled knowingly, but didn't point it out.

He handed Chen Su to Jiang Ping, briefly talked about his encounter with Chen Su, and finally said: "Brother Jiang, I want him to do something in the school, okay?"

"Okay." Of course Jiang Ping would not refuse.

Song Jiao looked around again, and said softly: "Senior Brother Jiang, I have to leave quickly, it will be bad if Brother Liu arrives later."

Jiang Ping said with a smile: "When Mr. Liu comes out of the palace, Liu Yi will also know that you skipped class."

"Then keep it a secret for a day." Song Jiao pushed Chen Su towards him, "Then I'll hand him over to you."

After saying this, Song Jiao turned to look for Xie Chen, and wanted to leave with Xie Chen.

But Xie Chen——

Xie Chen was talking to a waiter with a book in his hand in front of the alley next to the school hall.

Song Jiao was puzzled: "Brother Jiang, who is that?"

Jiang Pingdao: "There are often people selling loose books next to the book hall."

"What books are you selling?"

"It's just..." Jiang Ping didn't continue, but put his fist to his lips and coughed twice.

The salesman in front of Xie Chen is trying his best to sell: "Young master, would you like a copy of "The Two or Three Things the Holy Majesty and the Bamboo Horse Read Together"? This is written by an old author. I have written several copies. I promise it will be beautiful..."

Song Jiao frowned, because Xie Chen looked a little moved.