There is a kind of scholar

Chapter 30 There's a Hole in the Wall
When Su Xian walked out of the porridge shop, his stomach felt a little full.

I only ate four out of ten steamed cakes and only drank two bowls of porridge.

Carrying the remaining six steamed cakes, I walked slowly back to my home at the end of the street. The sound of the stone mill turning came from next door.

Opening the door, he put six steamed cakes into the kitchen, climbed the creaking wooden stairs to the second floor, and opened the study door.

With nothing to do, he was going to review his lessons.

"To use external forces to improve your sense of security and gain the power to protect yourself, you need to plan carefully." Su Xian was cleaning up the study while thinking about how to find a breakthrough from Tang Ju.

"But the identity of a scholar cannot be lost! Although the Liang Dynasty is not a dynasty in history, the chain of contempt between scholars, farmers, industry and merchants still exists..."

The study room is very simple, with a row of rickety bookshelves that seem to collapse if you poke them lightly with a finger;

The desk and chair are also old, and the tabletop is covered with a wooden board because there are many scratches and unevenness on the tabletop.

Other than that, nothing else.

"Why only these few volumes?"

Su Xian stared blankly at the only five scrolls on the bookshelf, and then remembered that he had moved most of the books to the county school when the county school started more than ten days ago.

Later, I took a one-month leave from the doctor of economics and went home, but I didn't bring back the books.

Su Xian took down a scroll casually, sat down in front of the old desk, and slowly unfolded it. The familiar handwriting and the familiar smell of the scroll came over his face.

The scroll was bought at a high price, and the words on it were copied stroke by stroke by myself... Books are precious, and most students can only copy them by hand.

After watching for a while, Su Xian felt inexplicably restless. He was distracted and remembered the conversation between the girl and the man in black in Zuixian Tower last night.

It concerns the Liao people!
"No, if the Liao people really go south to invade the border, they will most likely plunder the counties and cities in various states, and Leshou County will not be immune."

"Whether it's from my personal point of view or from the overall perspective, I have to find a way to stop this!"

Su Xian covered the scroll and was deep in thought. Although his eyes were fixed on the scroll, he didn't read a single word.

He said to himself: "I currently have no power to restrain the chicken, how should I stop it... Hey, wait a minute!"

Su Xian suddenly stood up and walked around excitedly in the study.

I just heard him murmur: "I am worried about how to find a breakthrough from Tang Ju! Princess Lanling went to Youzhou to take charge, isn't it because of the Liao people's affairs? If..."

"Since we are looking for a backer, why not go directly to Princess Lanling? I heard that Princess Lanling is extremely beautiful and is known as 'the most beautiful woman in Daliang' and she has not yet left the palace..."

"No, no, no, Princess Lanling is too high for me now. I'd better deal with Tang Ju first!"

"..."

After careful planning, Su Xian couldn't help clenching his fists, thinking that this matter was promising.

Tang Ju has benefited from Princess Lanling, so he will not treat Su Xian badly.

After a while, Su Xian calmed down and frowned: "It's not urgent. It's still early. Maybe I can...find a way to eavesdrop on their secret meeting."

Su Xian muttered to himself, left the study, went to the bedroom next door, walked to a wall, and looked up at the beams.

He remembered that when he was still a child, he climbed up the roof beam and sneaked into the neighbor's house through a small hole to play. It was still fresh in his memory.

Later, his father Su Zheng caught him on the spot, spanked him, and sealed the hole in the beam with blue bricks.

"Perhaps, I can reopen the hole in the beam." Su Xian stared at the beam with bright eyes, "When they have a secret meeting, I will hide behind the hole and eavesdrop."

"This way, I can avoid being discovered, because there is a wall between me and them, and I can evacuate at any time. It's perfect!"

Just do it.

Su Xian moved a wooden ladder, put it on the wall, and climbed up with hands and feet.

This wall is made of blue bricks because it has to bear load and is shared with the neighbor's house next door, which means that the other side of this wall is the front house.

A log beam several inches thick was inserted into the wall made of green bricks. There was a small hole in the wall above the beam.

I don’t know what the hole is used for. Su Xian guessed that it was because the craftsmen were lazy when building the house.

When Su Xian was a child, he used this hole to sneak into the neighbor's house to play, but it has now been closed by blue bricks.

There was a thick layer of dust on the log beams. When Su Xian touched it with his hand, his fingers suddenly turned black, and he couldn't help but frown.

Then I pushed the green bricks on the beam with my hands and found that they didn't move at all.

"Is it so tight?"

Su Xian stood on the wooden ladder and tried many times, but found that he still couldn't push it, let alone remove any bricks.

"It's weird, I remember the blue bricks on top are loose."

The memory of the original owner emerged. He was still young at that time. If the brick could not be removed, he would not be able to make a hole and get into the house next door.

Su Xian's hands were covered with dust, and he carefully observed the gaps in the blue bricks, and then he suddenly realized: "It must have been later that when dad repaired the hole, he put something like cement on it, and it fit perfectly..."

After getting off the wooden ladder, Su Xian went to the kitchen to wash his hands.

When I returned to my room and looked up at the blue bricks on the beams, I almost gave up.

"No, no, this matter involves the Liao people, it is of great importance, and it is also the method I use to break through the Tang Dynasty. I can't just give up."

Su Xian made up his mind. Since the green brick was motionless, he would use brute force to break it open!

He gritted his teeth and made up his mind, he had to cut a hole in the wall!
Then he remembered that there was a neighbor on Jiaolou Street, a stonemason, he could borrow chisels and hammers for chiseling stones from him...

A quarter of an hour later.

Su Xian returned with the chisel and hammer, climbed up the wooden ladder, and began to chip away at the wall.

……

Liu Huixiang's house.

The tofu just made today has taken shape. The two masters and servants came to the room where the stinky tofu is fermented and started busy.

At this time, the sound of jingling came from not far away.

"Miss, listen, what is that sound?" Zhang Cuihua stopped what she was doing and listened.

"It should be that the Yamen is repairing the city wall, right?" Liu Huixiang turned her head and glanced out the window. Because behind the house was the county wall, she only saw the blue bricks of the city wall, which were solid and mottled.

"But the direction of this sound is wrong. Miss, please listen, it is not coming from the city wall." Although Liu Huixiang's home has two floors, it is still too short compared to the city wall.

If the Yamen repairs the city wall, the sound must come from "heaven".

Liu Huixiang was stunned for a moment, listened carefully for a while, and found that what Zhang Cuihua said made sense.

"This sound seems to come from..." Zhang Cuihua looked strange, "It's coming from the lady's boudoir. Could it be that someone is chipping away at the wall outside the lady's boudoir?"

"No, I have to go take a look." Zhang Cuihua stood up, her face full of flesh was very serious, and her anger was looming.

"Cuihua, don't think blindly." Liu Huixiang instinctively thought it was impossible, and laughed at herself: "In our house, even thieves don't dare to come, so who would dig into our wall?"

"Besides, no one would do such a thing in broad daylight, Cuihua, don't think too much about it." Liu Huixiang said slowly.

"But miss, this voice..."

"Repairing the city wall does not necessarily mean repairing only on the top of the city wall, but also in the middle of the city wall," Liu Huixiang said.

"It makes sense."

Zhang Cuihua nodded, then ignored the matter and concentrated on her own work.

(End of this chapter)