This Northern Song Dynasty is a bit weird

Chapter 25 The Girl Who Loves Snacks

Although struggling in the sack caused her hair to be a little messy, the cardamom girl standing in front of Lu Sen smiled brightly and her teeth were so cute that it didn't seem to affect her image at all.

Looking at her expectant eyes, Lu Sen looked at the two beggars lying next to him and nodded lightly.

He was indeed a little worried that the girl would be abducted again.

"Where is the little lady's house?"

"Near Jinshuimen."

Lu Sen nodded: "Let's lead the way then."

"Thank you, Xiao Lang." The girl's eyes were bright, and she gave Lu Senying a blessing, and the mountains shook: "The kindness of saving each other, the little girl will have a great reward."

Lu Sen waved his hand indifferently.

Heizhu next to him came up and whispered: "Langjun, Jinshuimen is the root of the imperial city, and the residence of high-ranking officials and nobles, the villains will not pass, just wait for Langjun in the warm jade pavilion."

"Are you all right?" Lu Sen knew that Hei Zhu still had a strong sense of inferiority at this time, and did not dare to get too close to the big man, so he did not force him to follow him.

"Isn't there the wooden armor given by Langjun?" Hei Zhu patted the wooden armor on his chest: "No one can bully me anymore."

He suffered two wooden hammers just now, but his body was fine. Now he has more confidence in this wooden armor.

Lu Sen nodded: "Well, let's meet in front of Nuanyu Pavilion."

Heizhu bent over and cupped his hands.

Lu Sen turned to the girl and said, "Little lady, please lead the way."

"Okay." The girl narrowed her eyes and smiled. She walked in front of her excitedly, and looked back at Lu Sen from time to time, but didn't keep up: "By the way, I haven't asked Xiao Lang Zun's name yet?"

"Men Zun's surname is Lu, and his name is Sen." Lu Sen replied while walking, "Where's the little lady?"

He was also a little surprised. The girl was kidnapped just now, but now she is not afraid at all, as if she was not the one who was kidnapped just now.

The girl walked upside down with her hands behind her, smiling brightly like the sun, her eyes full of light: "The little girl's surname is Zhao, her nickname is Bilian, and I can't tell you her boudoir's name for the time being."

After she finished speaking, she turned her body again, and then with a soft yawn, she ran to a small stall on the side of the road, took out the copper plate and bought two strings of candied haws.

Lu Sen was slightly surprised, 'Zhao' was a national surname.

This girl's family lives at the foot of the imperial city. It seems that the background is very large.

Wuyoudong dares to rob even the children of such a big family, and there is no taboo in doing things.

It's just that the nickname 'Bi Lian' is really... But thinking about it, the name Bi Lian is very normal now, and it doesn't have the meaning of later generations.

Just when Lu Sen was thinking about the question, the girl trotted back, and she handed over a candied haws: "Lu Xiaolang, shall we eat together?"

Lu Sen shook his head, he didn't like eating sour things very much.

Zhao Bilian showed a pity expression, and then she took a bite of the candied haws and narrowed her eyes with sourness, but her expression became obviously very happy.

The two walked side by side, Bilian ate a few rations of gourd, turned her head and asked, "Why is Lu Xiaolang dressed up with short hair?"

The candied fruit swirled around in her mouth, and a small bulge on her cheek swam from side to side.

"I used to practice." Lu Sen replied with a smile.

"Oh..." Bi Lian looked at Lu Sen's profile and continued to ask, "So now you have joined the WTO?"

"That's it."

Bi Lian's eyes showed some joy, and then she looked ahead, her eyes lit up again, trotted up, bought another snack, and returned.

Ask Lu Sen if you want to eat together.

Lu Sen naturally shook his head.

Then along the way, Lu Sen watched Zhao Bilian keep buying and buying, without stopping.

And obviously they didn't stop in their footsteps, although they didn't walk fast, but after walking for nearly an hour, they came to Jinshuimen.

Lu Sen seriously suspected that the little lady took him to take a detour, but there was no evidence.

Finally they stopped in front of a large mansion.

The blue brick lacquer door and the plaque on the high mansion compound are written with two big characters: Zhao Fu.

There were two doormen standing at the door. When they saw Bi Lian, they nodded slightly, bent over and stood aside, but they didn't say hello.

Lu Sen felt a little strange. It stands to reason that since his little lady has returned home, the servants have to greet her.

Could it be that Zhao Bilian has no status in this family?
But looking at her dress, the silk blue and green narrow-sleeved clothes, this set of clothes is estimated to be enough for ordinary people's living expenses for more than ten years.

What's more, the two servants seemed to be very respectful to her, but they didn't greet her, which was a bit strange.

Zhao Bilian stood on the slightly higher doorstep, with her hands in her sleeves, Yingying smiled and asked, "Where does Lu Xiaolang live? After a while, he will definitely come to thank him."

Lu Sen waved his hand and turned to leave.

He is not short of money, food, or a place to sleep now, so he doesn't need any thanks.

Seeing Lu Sen turn away without hesitation, Bi Lian pouted, looking a little unhappy.

At this moment, a nine-year-old boy in Tsing Yi came out from behind the door. When he saw Bi Lian, he trotted over and said affectionately, "Sister, you are finally back, where did you go when you were parading around the street just now? People are gone."

"Sixth sister was put in a sack by a beggar and was almost taken to Wuyou Cave. Fortunately, she was rescued..." Having said this, Zhao Bilian's expression became excited: "The little man who saved me is so handsome. ."

The boy next to him immediately became terrified: "People from Wuyoudong? Are you alright, sister."

"It's all right." Bi Lian waved her little hand lightly and walked home: "By the way, Brother Shu, you can't tell the adults about this."

The boy looked sad.

"You can't tell me anything." A middle-aged man came slowly beside him. He stroked his beard and stared at the boy with serious eyes.

The boy bent over and bowed: "Daddy."

"Yeah." The middle-aged man snorted, then moved his gaze to Bi Lian, his expression was much gentler.

"Sir." Zhao Bilian said a thousand blessings.

At this time in the Northern Song Dynasty, adults referred to parents, but more often to fathers.

It's a formal term.

Seeing that Bilian and himself are so close, the middle-aged man showed a helpless look on his face, and then he asked, "You can't tell me what you said just now."

"It's just a little thing about my daughter's family, it's inconvenient to talk to the adults." Bi Lian lowered her head.

The middle-aged man looked at the boy next to him: "Shu'er...you say."

"When my sister was on the street just now, she was carried away by the people in Wuyoudong with a sack. Fortunately, someone rescued her." The boy said truthfully.

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly turned cold: "Shu'er, take your sister to the room to rest, and at the same time tell all the concierge that Bi Lian will be banned for a month."

"Oh." The boy saluted.

Bi Lian bowed her head and said nothing, then was pulled away by the boy's sleeves.

Then the middle-aged man walked to the door with his hands behind his back. His old face was full of coldness. He said to the doorman next to him: "Prepare the sedan chair, bring a few nurses to follow, I'm going to Kaifeng Mansion. Bao Xiren, he How did you do it? Wuyoudong, the devil's cave, has not been destroyed yet, hum!"

On the other side, Hei Zhu stood at the entrance of the alley, and after Lu Sen and Bi Lian walked away, he turned and returned to the alley.

The high enclosure of the alley blocked the sunlight, and it looked very dark inside.

Looking at the two beggars in front of him, Hei Zhu's eyes lost the warmth they had before, and gradually became colder.

He squatted down, touched the breath of Hall Master Li and another beggar, and found that they were still alive.

Then he picked up Hall Master Li's short blade and put it in his arms, then lifted the two of them up and stacked them on top of the sack.

Then dragged the sack to the depths of the alley.

At the end of the alley, there is a drain, which is connected to the complicated sewage system underground.

Before Hall Master Li was wearing Bi Lian, he also planned to go down here.

The rustling of the sacks grinding the ground stopped.Heizhu pulled Hall Master Li and another beggar to the edge of the sewage outlet. He crouched down and looked inside with the sewage outlet... Below is a high, high and wide sewage channel, with half a meter on both sides of the water channel. The wide stone steps to the left and right lead to the dark depths.

Usually people in Wuyoudong, that is, relying on these two side stone roads that will not be soaked by sewage, wander in this huge underground kingdom.

After watching for a while, Heizhu dragged the beggar at the top of the sack down, covered his mouth with his left hand, and held a short blade in his right hand. Without any hesitation or expression, he stabbed directly into the beggar's heart and twisted it with force. lock up.

The beggar wriggled in a coma with great strength.

However, due to the fact that his mouth was covered by Hei Zhu and his abdomen was kneeling on his knees, he could not make a sound or move at all.

After a while, the beggar stopped struggling, and his body gradually cooled down.

Heizhu calmly pushed the beggar's body into the sewage outlet.

Then watch the corpse smash into the sewage from above, and then be slowly carried away by the current.

Then he turned to look at Hall Master Li.

For some reason, Hall Master Li woke up at this time, and he saw Hei Zhu's eyes, which were full of ruthlessness and indifference.

Hall Master Li was furious: "How dare you kill..."

But when Heizhu came over quickly and covered his mouth, he could only make a humming sound.

Hei Zhu did the same again, pressing his knees against the abdomen of Hall Master Li, and stabbed the short blade into Hall Master Li's heart with his right hand.

Twist again.

Hall Master Li struggled frantically, his legs kicking on the ground screechingly.

But he was already injured, and he didn't have much physical strength. How could he be Heizhu's opponent, and he couldn't struggle at all.

"I know a lot of abuse like you, and I will definitely want to take revenge on Langjun in the future. Hmph, what is Langjun's identity, and what is your identity! Also worthy?"

Hei Zhu's words were understated, slow and gentle.

There was no killing intent in his eyes, only rational coldness.

Hall Master Li glared angrily, staring at the black column, which was covered with bloodshots and carried an indescribable hatred.

But he is only a human after all, his heart is stabbed, and death is just a matter of living longer and breathing less.

Soon, his struggle gradually subsided.

In the last few seconds of his dying days, Hall Master Li used all his remaining strength to violently rage, grabbing Hei Zhu's face with both hands, and biting Hei Zhu's left hand on his mouth with his teeth. There are traces left on the body.

It's just a pity that Hei Zhu was wearing wooden armor at this time, and no matter how much Hall Master Li nibbled and scratched, he couldn't leave any scars.

After a few more seconds, Hall Master Li finally lost his breath, staring at a pair of red eyes and died completely.

Hei Zhu stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the sleeves on his arms, and then kicked the body of Hall Master Li into the sewage outlet.

He was above, watching Hall Master Li's body being taken away by the sewage, then he grinned and laughed silently.

I don't know when, the sun was obscured by the clouds, and the dark alley became more gloomy.

After laughing for nearly half of Zhuxiang, Heizhu stopped smiling, left with a cold face.

The dark clouds were low, as if a storm was about to come.

Heizhu was very familiar with Bianjing City. He suddenly jumped up somewhere in the alley and jumped into the backyard of a certain household.

There is a well here, but generally no one comes...because the well water is bitter.

Heizhu pumped up the well water with a pail, and washed the short blade and the blood on his hands.

After wiping his face clean and confirming that he did not have any bloody smell on his body, he turned over and went out, and then out of the alley, towards the Nuanyu Pavilion.

It may be because of the cloudy weather now, or because of the fact that someone has just been killed, Hei Zhu felt that the capital of Bian was a little cold.

Even if there are still many pedestrians on the street, even if the shouting of the street is continuous.

There was a coldness in his heart, and he wanted to vent it. He really wanted to stab a cold weapon into someone's heart like he did just now.

Men, women, young and old, anyone will do.

There were too many people walking on the street. A man was looking at the merchandise around him and accidentally bumped into the black pillar. He was rather grumpy and wanted to get angry and curse when he turned his head.

When he saw Hei Zhu's emotionless face, he couldn't scold him, he just stepped back in horror.

Heizhu ignored the man and walked straight forward, but his right hand was already in his clothes, and he gripped the handle of the short blade tightly.

Soon before he reached the Nuanyu Pavilion, he stood on the side of the road, quietly looking at the direction that Lu Sen might appear.

The pedestrians around come to the vicinity of the black pillar, and they will subconsciously deviate from him.

The hawker next to him also moved his stall further away.

Heizhu waited quietly, and time passed quietly.

The dark clouds gradually drifted away, and the beam of light formed by the fierce sun in the distance slowly moved over.

Heizhu had been waiting for a long time, and finally in the distance of the street, he saw a handsome man in white walking slowly.

The sun shrouded this person, as if walking with him, and the light is the same dust.

Lang Jun is here!

Heizhu's eyes smiled, and the expression on his face also became warm and humble.

He hurried up to meet him.

After Lu Sen and Heizhu met, they entered the Nuanyu Pavilion and found Zhao Xiangxiang and Liu Yong on the third floor.

At this time, Liu Yong had coughed violently again.

As soon as Lu Sen entered the room, Zhao Xiangxiang hurriedly asked, "Lu Xiaolang, the medicine has been brought!"

"I didn't bring medicine..."

Zhao Xiangxiang's face turned pale.

Lu Sen continued: "Just brought some sweets that can relieve cough."

Then put the jar on the table.

Zhao Xiangxiang glanced at Lu Sen helplessly, with all kinds of style.

"Lu Xiaolang really likes to joke."

"I'm not a doctor, so naturally I can't prescribe medicine." Lu Sen spread his hands and smiled: "This is just a dessert that is just right for the symptoms."

Zhao Xiangxiang was stunned for a moment, and then she understood what Lu Sen meant: "Indeed, Lu Xiaolang just brought some food here. If my Langjun recovers, it will naturally be a long-term recuperation effect!"

Lu Sen nodded in satisfaction.

Zhao Xiangxiang opened the jar, the fragrance poured out, she smelled it, and asked in surprise, "Honey?"

Lu Sen nodded again, and made a 'please' gesture.

Zhao Xiangxiang immediately helped Liu Yong up, scooped up a spoonful of honey with a spoon, and put it into Liu Yong's mouth.

Liu Yong's throat was hoarse, and he was almost speechless.When a spoonful of honey is put into the stomach, the cool breath will spread in the empty stomach, and then it will go up the esophagus to remove the blockage and bitterness in the throat.

Then he opened his mouth impatiently.

There was not much honey in the jar, and after seven or eight spoonfuls, it was gone.

Liu Yong let out a long sigh of relief: "So honey, so honey."

Looking at Liu Yong's complexion, which turned from oily yellow to white in a short period of time, Zhao Xiangxiang was overjoyed and asked, "Lang Jun, how do you feel?"

"Clear eyes and ears, body like a light swallow."

As soon as Liu Yong turned over, he jumped off the bed, walked around the low table in the room, and finally bowed to Lu Sen, bowed his head and bowed his hands in a big gift: "Thank you Lu Xiaolang for saving your life."

Lu Sen got up, cupped his hands and said, "There's no need to do this, it's just a deal. I won't bother you two guys, goodbye, goodbye."

Then Lu Sen took the black column from the station and left, not at all sloppy.

Zhao Xiangxiang gave Lu Sen a deep farewell at the entrance of the stairs, and then returned to the room, closed the door, and touched Liu Yong's old face on the left and his old hand on the right, looking very happy: "Look. It's good to see how proud you are right now."

Liu Yong smiled and said, "I have recovered from my serious illness, and I feel like I have seen everything, Xiangxiang, I plan to go back to my hometown to retire."

Zhao Xiangxiang was stunned for a moment, and said with a desolate expression: "Really? The concubine is here to wish the gentleman a smooth journey. When will you leave, then the concubine will send you..."

Liu Yong touched Zhao Xiangxiang's face, interrupted the other party's words, and asked, "Would you like to return home with me?"

Zhao Xiangxiang was stunned, and after a while, she burst into tears, grabbing Liu Yong's hand and nodding in surprise: "I wish, one hundred and one thousand concubines are willing."

"But I don't have the money to redeem you."

"I have! The concubine has saved a lot of money over the years, more than enough to redeem herself, and she can build another blue-brick house."

(End of this chapter)