son-in-law

Chapter 262 The Position

Chapter 262 The Position

The clouds are blooming, bringing a little shade to the Hangzhou city above the earth. Amidst the faint sound of firecrackers and gongs and drums coming from outside, Xiaochan ran into the shade of the tree with a wooden bucket in her arms, and put the washed Clothes are hung on ropes across the courtyard.The girl is at the most fresh and lively age, even though she is wearing a patched gray skirt, the skirt that occasionally dances in the breeze can still set off her slender and graceful figure.While she was drying the clothes, she smiled and chatted with the young man sitting under the eaves reading a book.

That was her uncle, of course, he is also her man now.

"It's so exciting...Young master, you think he can choose that martial arts master today."

What she was talking about was, of course, the "Green Forest Conference" that has been raging in the city these days. It is said that many strange people have demonstrated their skills at that conference these days.Several generals with high martial arts skills in the city, together with Sheng Gong Fang La, participated in the watching. Nowadays, these things are talked about every day outside. The battle of talented scholars' poetry clubs is more interesting.

Of course, when it comes to poetry and literary associations, there are not many literary associations in the city these days. Many literary societies have already taken action these days, and they have also circulated a few good poems, and there are also some current articles that criticize the shortcomings.There are a group of literati who have not been selected before, and naturally hope to find official positions before the new dynasty is officially finalized.

Mr. Wenlie Academy also participated in these poetry and literature meetings, and their status is not low, but Ning Yi naturally did not go-the Badaoying side did not restrict this.But first, Ning Yi had a bad reputation in Hangzhou literary circles before, and second, he has a complicated status in Wenlie Academy, no one dares to mess with him, but he has no official status.Even if there was discussion among the people, it was only inside the academy, so his name was not spread out after all.Taking a step back, even if someone invites him, it is impossible for him to interfere with these boring things at this time-his poems are fake anyway, so avoid them if you can.

At this time, Ning Yi raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard Xiaochan talking about the meeting: "It's the deputy lord of the martial arts, not a martial arts master... But I didn't even invite your uncle who is known as the blood-handed butcher, what is it?" The martial arts conference, a bunch of peasants are just entertaining themselves..."

Ning Yi joked on weekdays, his tone was always half boring and half teasing, Xiaochan laughed when he heard it, and climbed behind the clothes on the rope: "Then you can go, uncle, didn't Brother Achang say you can go. "

Ning Yi smiled while holding the book: "But he also said that it was a harvest-style party. If Ah Chang and Ah Ming are too lazy to go, if I go, I will lose my identity, and you will ask me to be the leader. "

"Oh, but I heard at the medical center that some people can breathe fire..." Xiao Chan said with regret, "There are still people who can do a hundred somersaults..."

Ning Yi doesn't comment on her concept of treating juggling masters as martial arts masters. Of course, the girl is not a fool, and she is just rambling for fun at this time.After drying the clothes, she put the tub back into the room, sat down beside Ning Yi, fanned it with a cattail fan, and Ning Yi read a book, and she followed suit, occasionally chatting with Ning Yi.After a while, he lowered his voice and said, "Uncle, I heard them say that you were talking about Mr. Qian in the academy?"

Since seeing Qian Xiwen, the environment around Ning Yi has actually become much more relaxed—maybe it didn’t start with visiting Mr. Qian, but after talking to the young man on the roof that day, the people from Badaoying I sent more clothes, various daily necessities, etc., so the world between the two of them has basically become smoother.But what Ning Yi said about Qian Xiwen in class had aroused repercussions in the academy after all. Nowadays, most people think that Ning Yi has suicidal tendencies, and Xiaochan naturally knows about it, so she asked at this time.Of course, she also knew that her son-in-law's mood was actually affected to a certain extent that day.

Ning Yi looked at him, nodded, and said softly while flipping through the book: "It's okay. You know what we did in Huzhou is not small. Someone wants to protect your uncle. Either his head twitched, or he thought your uncle It’s useful—it’s only useful. That Liu Dabiao...is a lunatic with a slanted sword. It’s not enough to be too conservative, and it’s not enough just to be handsome...If I do something out of the ordinary, people will like me. And , I really want to do something to help Mr. Qian, I don't want his and his family's bones to be buried in mass graves, and they won't be able to be retrieved later..."

Xiaochan nodded. In fact, although she seemed cheerful recently, she was actually quite sensitive in her heart, and she was always worried about this and that.Therefore, Ning Yi does not shy away from anything that can be said, and will always chat and talk with her.Speaking of the old man, the girl fanned her fan and was silent for a while. After a while, she looked at Ning Yi and said: "The uncle told those children this, because he wants...do he really want to teach them well?"

"Why not?" Ning Yi smiled and glanced at her.

"But... after all, they are, after all..."

"Xiao Chan, do you think... I am on the court's side?"

"Uh." Perhaps she hadn't thought about these things before, but when she was asked this time, Xiao Chan was taken aback, she still regarded Fang La's army as a rebellious army in her heart, after thinking for a while, she stammered: "But, but... ...The old man of the Qian family is not...not..."

"I respect Qian Xiwen, because the old man has his own way, and he implements it very grandly. It doesn't matter which side he is on. If I am on the side of the court, do I have to fight with those civil officials who only know about corruption?" The military officers who are greedy for life and afraid of death stand together? Those bullies, hooligans, and people who make me feel hopeless, I hope they die clean no matter which side they stand on. Xiaochan, I don’t stand on either side. Money People like this make me feel that I should live, and the rest of the people, except you and your young lady, even if they are all dead, I don't care."

Ning Yi smiled: "Since I am a teacher here now, I will do my duty as a teacher and teach them good things, because they are just students. If they learn it, I will be very happy. The world has changed again." It’s a little more interesting. Xiaochan, it’s like those officials when we ran away, let them occupy a place in my mind, I think it’s a waste, they are cockroaches, if they see them, they will be trampled to death. If it doesn’t work, just pretend you haven’t seen it, it’s everywhere anyway.”

He shrugged: "Anyway, I don't hate them, nor do I like them."

After saying this, I felt that what I said was a bit cold, but when I looked at Xiao Chan, I found that the other party was nodding with his chin in his hand, which was obviously not perfunctory.In fact, Xiaochan had the same idea in her heart. She is a little maid anyway, and the world she lives in is nothing more than that small courtyard, the sisters in the small courtyard, the uncle and miss, and maybe the children she and the uncle will have in the future, and the things outside the yard. It doesn't make much sense to her either.Of course, she is not as open-minded as my uncle. She still holds grudges against those bad officials who betrayed my uncle. She thinks it would be better for them to die.

In the afternoon of autumn, the atmosphere seemed a little leisurely in such small talk, the weather turned cooler, the wind was light and the clouds were calm.On such days, with the festivities of the outside world, the various wars that took place around Hangzhou seemed to have become a little far away.Although there are occasional wounded soldiers, if you stay in the academy, you will only give lectures every day, watch a group of Confucian scholars drink tea, discuss some academic issues that are no different from those in the parents, or discuss some recent issues. The lively events in Hangzhou are really like a peaceful and prosperous age of singing and dancing.

Ning Yi knows that he still has a level to pass, no matter how leisurely he is now, someone will come to make arrangements for him.People can only do this under the low eaves.But this level came a little abruptly afterwards, and it was actually a bit strange to pass.

It was the morning of the third day after chatting with Xiaochan. When he finished his class and was about to pack up his things and wait for today's salary, the head of the mountain, Feng Yongli, came to find him and told him with a complicated expression that Liu Dabiao wanted to see him .

The vicinity of Wenlie Academy is basically the territory of Liu Dabiao of the Badaoying Camp. Ning Yi knows it at this time. The Badaoying Battalion participated in the war in Jiaxing before, and it seems that he has finally returned by this time.Ning Yi followed the Yongli letter out of the academy, but on the road outside, he saw various flags flying, most of which were broken or blood-stained. Groups of soldiers probably disbanded nearby. At this time, they went home in twos and threes, shouting Yelling, yelling, yelling.

The house where Liu Dabiao lives is at the corner of the street, maybe he just arrived in the morning, and it looks messy inside at this time.Ning Yi entered from the door, and there were also teams of soldiers running around, some placing various items, and some cleaning.After entering a few doors, Ning Yi was led into a relatively quiet courtyard. Two soldiers with knives on their backs opened the front door for him. There was a smell of medicine in the room. After he entered, the door closed behind him , the surroundings suddenly darkened.

The room in front of me is actually a bit big, like the emperor’s hall on TV—it’s still small as the Golden Luan Hall, and it belongs to the kind that has no budget so I rented a small hall——Ning Yi’s two feet in front of him seemed a bit empty, and the front A gauze curtain was hung in the place, and a window on the side of the gauze curtain was opened, and the light came in, allowing Ning Yi to see clearly what was in front of him.

It was a big bed like a dragon chair, with a backrest and armrests, but no upper frame, because it was too big, it could only be called a bed.Only the outline of the bed can be seen clearly through the gauze curtain. There are many strange things beside the big bed, such as tables, books, various bamboo slips, tripods, and incense burners. Medicinal.On the outline of the big bed, leaning against a mighty giant blade, a figure was sitting there in a stable manner. Since it was a black shadow, it looked very domineering with the giant blade, but it was a bit petite, which slightly diluted the chill. breath.

Beside the censer on one side of the bed, another figure who was probably a maid was standing there, fiddling with something.

In the room, the three of them calmed down the atmosphere.

By this time, Ning Yi was completely sure that the person sitting opposite was indeed the woman named Liu Watermelon that he saw when he attacked Taiping Lane that day.After waiting for a while, there was finally the first voice from the other side of the curtain.

"Someone is Liu Dabiao." Half of them were pretending to be literary, half of them were pretending to be gangsters. Combined with the rough but still female voice, it became quite weird.

The voice is ugly... After thinking about it for a long time, this is Ning Yi's first impression of this girl named Liu Xigua.

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Mom's birthday, I went to KTV with her, it was too late to finish coding, I wanted to keep updating on time...

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