Chapter 47 Look, What Is This?

The carriage was racing, instead of heading east, it was galloping towards the south, taking the official road along the way.

After a few mountains, the road was flat. After passing several counties along the way, Lu Wenyu and Zhao didn't get out of the car. The driver took Lu Wenyu's waistband down to supply supplies, while the two of them drank tea and read leisurely to kill the boredom of the journey.

The carriage travels day and night, not like rushing, but like a spring outing. After more than ten days of stop and go, it was early March when we set off, and it was almost the end of March when we saw the city wall again.

Zhao didn't know the name of this city and didn't want to ask. After all, according to the plan, the two of them would just transfer boats at the city's ferry and go down the Yangtze River. They would reach Jiangzhou in less than seven days.

There was a continuous drizzle outside the carriage. There has been a saying from ancient times that "spring rain is as valuable as oil." In the hazy rain and smoke, the distant mountains were green, as if they were immersed in oil. The green was a bit unreal. Not far away, many farmers were plowing their fields under the drizzle. The whole year begins with spring, and now is a good time.

Lu Wenyu opened the curtain, stretched out his hand and felt the rain falling on his hand. It was fine and tingling, as if his bare hands were brushing against the white gauze. "The grass is short and the flowers have just begun to bloom, and the moss is green and the willows are half yellow."

"The spring rain is drizzling across the curtain, and the morning orioles are growing high on my pillow."

Of course Zhao couldn't remain indifferent to his superior's reciting poems for fun, but he didn't have a few ounces of ink in his stomach, so he could only complain, "Good poems, Fifth Master is so elegant!"

Lu Wenyu was in a good mood, so he naturally didn't care about Zhao Jue's useless compliments. He squinted his eyes and felt the drizzle on his palms. His true energy was flowing. When he retracted his hand, it was clean and refreshing.

"Mazi, do you know which line of Zhongyong's poem I like best?"

Before Zhao, who was masturbating the dog, could answer, Lu Wenyu said to himself, "The white snow returns to the green tombs in three springs, and the thousands of miles of Yellow River circles the Black Mountains. The sincerity of love, the sadness of crying, cannot be done by someone who does not care about the world!"

Zhao responded very sensibly, "Fifth Master, please give me your best opinion."

Lu Wenyu smiled, patted Zhao Jiu on the shoulder, and laughed at him for not knowing how to flatter him, which was really pitiful.

Zhao even said Nuonuo, but he was slandering in his heart. I am a maintainer of harmonious human relations, how can I learn to flatter? Is it possible that I have to make people happy before I stab them?

That’s another price!

Fortunately, Lu Wenyu stayed quiet the rest of the way, reading a book with his legs crossed, which saved Zhao a lot of trouble.

The carriage creaked into the city. As soon as it stopped, Lu Wenyu told Zhao a few words, then he couldn't wait to put down the book and got out of the carriage.

Zhao took the native dog to attract wealth. He was not as relaxed as Lu Wenyu. He changed his clothes first, took out an umbrella from the space, held the dog in his arms and got out of the carriage.

It was drizzling, but it was not heavy, but people walking around were holding umbrellas. Zhao was out of habit and walked slowly with an umbrella.

The street was not big, and although it was paved with stone slabs, the mud was still visible. Zhao could only walk slowly and slowly. The first priority was to find an inn or restaurant to eat, drink, wash up, and recuperate. In the past ten days, his mouth was full of It’s almost time to fade out of the bird!

Walking through the street in the rain, I turned a corner and saw a restaurant that looked pretty good. There were few diners, but the environment was quiet. Zhao is not picky. Anyway, the food nowadays is not that good or bad. The environment is the most important thing.

He closed his umbrella and walked in, found an empty table, and proudly slapped a few taels of money on the table. The waiter's expression changed instantly. He naturally agreed to Zhao Jiu's request for a table of good wine and food.

Soon, when all the dishes were served and the wine was warm, Zhao allocated one portion to attract wealth, and ate the rest with a glass of wine and a mouthful of meat. Don't tell me, this person can't look good, and the food can't be heard. The food in the poor restaurant with few people is not bad, and it suits Zhao Jiu's taste.

While he was eating happily, a few bearded men wandered in outside the door. As soon as they walked in, they shook the raindrops on the back of their hands and shouted angrily at the shopkeeper, "Old guy, are you ready with the money? I can give you a few days of grace." "

"It's ready, it's ready..." The shopkeeper came out tremblingly, hunched over with fear on his face.

The bearded man who took the lead didn't care about the shopkeeper's reaction. He waved his hand indifferently and said in a calm tone, "You are quite sensible, old guy. Why don't you give me peace of mind earlier? We don't have to embarrass you. Okay, okay, first of all Come to the table with good wine and good food, and I will take care of your family!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for the shopkeeper's reaction, and just sat down on a larger empty table. He looked around proudly and saw that only Zhao was the only customer who was not scared away. He sneered twice and ignored it.

Soon, the dishes were served, and a group of people with beards were drinking wine and eating meat. The dirty jokes in their mouths became more and more exciting, and even Zhao on the side became more knowledgeable.

Wow, now the three-way joke can actually be turned into a three-way joke, master!

"Third Master, look at this native dog. It's smooth and slippery. It's bigger than a wolf pup! Ask the boss to kill him. It would be great to add another dish. The fragrant meat rolls around, and the gods can't stand still. The fragrant meat stews for a while. "Stew, that nun wants to be a bachelor too!" the thin man said, glancing at Zhaocai who was chewing bones on the ground.

The bearded man who was called Third Master muttered "How big can a dog be?" He looked back and his eyebrows instantly curved, "This dog, just look at it."

So he didn't care about eating or drinking, and walked toward Lucky, with greed almost gleaming in his eyes. He ignored Zhao Jiu who was eating, and bent down to grab the dog's neck.

Only when he reached halfway with his hand, Zhao raised his foot to block him, kicked him lightly, couldn't stand still, took two steps back, and fell to the ground.

"roll!"

"You bitch, you dare to throw down the third master? Do you think you have lived a long time?" The thin man hurriedly supported the third master and shouted angrily, "You bitch, you have never seen a bad person!"

The third master who was helped up covered his buttocks, pulled out a knife and struck Zhao Ju on the table. "Bitch, I'll blind you! Listen clearly, my uncle is the sworn brother of the second uncle of the fourth concubine's brother, the third leader of the Caobang family." My cousin’s son-in-law’s father-in-law’s cousin’s second son’s sworn brother, so be wise and save some money, don’t disturb the uncle’s elegance!”

After saying this, everyone in Zhao was confused. It might as well be a neighbor's intimate thing installed for you. Sure enough, he gave it to him to hide his identity.

"Heh, silver, right? Okay." Zhao laughed angrily. He had seen people pulling tiger skins to make big flags, but he had never seen people pulling pig skins to make yellow robes.

He reached into his pocket and took out ten taels of silver, threw it on the table, and raised his eyebrows at the third master provocatively.

How could the Third Master know this? When he saw the money, his eyes lit up. His expression that was about to hit or kill him changed, and he said with a smile, "This brother knows the market. If anything happens in the future, please tell me the Third Master's name!"

He stretched out his hand to grab the silver, but Zhao stretched out his hand to stop it and said lightly, "Don't worry about the silver. I dropped something. Please help me pick it up." He pointed to the sign on the ground.

The third master didn't care. He bent down and picked up the waist badge on the ground. When he saw it, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. The front of the small waist badge was engraved with: Jinyiwei North Town Fusi. On the back is engraved: Zhao Muzhi, the envoy of Zhenfu.

"Look carefully, what is this? Look clearly!" Zhao said with a smile.

The third master held the waist badge with both hands and held it tremblingly in front of Zhao Jiu, "Big... Sir, little man... Little man has eyes but cannot see Mount Tai. It's really..."

Before he could finish speaking, there was a "pop" sound, and Zhao slapped him with his backhand, causing several yellow teeth to fall out.

"dross!"