There is a kind of scholar

Chapter 77 Xiangxue Building

Night fell over the land, and the county town, which had been noisy all day, became quiet.

Su Xian and Yang Zhilan had dinner, showered and changed, and climbed the creaking wooden ladder to the second floor. Su Xian went straight to the bedroom.

Yang Zhilan was supposed to go to the study, but she hesitated and followed Su Xian to the bedroom without saying a word.

Su Xian found her when he entered the house, knowing that she wanted to make a floor in the bedroom... In fact, this was better, it made people feel safer, so Su Xian did not say anything.

Walking to the bed, Su Xian turned around, and Yang Zhilan stood a few feet away from him, like a tree stump, with no expression on her face.

After taking a bath, she changed into a set of clothes, which were also Liu Huixiang's old clothes from the past. They were a set of Hanfu made in the Song Dynasty.

Song Mo's Hanfu style is more gentle, but Yang Zhilan cannot be gentle no matter what.

So it seems a bit abrupt.

Fortunately, she didn't need to go out to meet people... Su Xian retracted his gaze and asked, "Are you still laying the floor in my room tonight?"

"Yes." Yang Zhilan cherished her words like gold, staring at him with a pair of bright eyes, her eyes twitching, holding her breath and concentrating. She was actually a little afraid that Su Xian would order her not to lay the floor in the house.

"No." Su Xian shook his head.

The corners of Yang Zhilan's eyes twitched hard, and what she worried about really happened.

But she had nothing to say, she just stared at Su Xian motionless. If Su Xian gave an order, she would still obey it even though she felt uncomfortable.

"You didn't bring the quilt over. Are you sleeping on the floor?"

Su Xian pointed to the empty ground.

It turns out that this is what the young master meant... Yang Zhilan turned around mechanically and went out. After a while, she returned with a huge quilt, and threw the quilt on the ground like yesterday, unfolding it into a long strip that could only accommodate one person.

After extinguishing the oil lamp, the room fell into darkness.

Su Xian was already lying on the bed, yawned, and was going to sleep after a few words.

But at this moment, Yang Zhilan who was beside the bed suddenly jumped up with a carp, and stood upright in the middle of the room, motionless.

"What's wrong?" Su Xian was surprised.

"Someone!" Yang Zhilan's voice was still emotionless, but this time Su Xian heard a sense of solemnity. Before he could ask "Who is it?" Yang Zhilan added: "There were three killers coming from the roof just now." Passing by!”

Is there a code?Why didn't I hear... Su Xian immediately retracted the quilt, pulled the quilt under his neck, and asked in a low voice: "Are you here to kill me?"

"Probably not."

"That's good."

Su Xian lifted the quilt and sat up, feeling a little embarrassed just now, but fortunately Yang Zhilan had been facing the window sideways, so she probably didn't notice...

Once the topic related to the killer comes up, Yang Zhilan seems to be a different person and talks more.

She turned to look at Su Xian and said calmly: "Young master, don't be afraid, no killer will be able to break in as long as I'm here."

It turned out that she had just seen... Su Xian's face turned red and he quickly changed the subject and said, "If they are not here to kill me, then what are they here for?"

"I want to go and see."

"Uh... okay." Su Xian actually didn't want her to go. After she went, wouldn't there be no one to protect Su Xian?
"I'll be back soon." Yang Zhilan said nothing, jumped up to the window sill, and disappeared into the night.

Time has passed for a long time.

About half an hour later.

There was a soft sound from the direction of the window. Su Xian hurriedly turned around and saw a short but strong figure rolling into the room, and stood up after a moment.

"You're back." Su Xian asked calmly.

"I'm back!" Yang Zhilan stood in front of the bed, motionless, and with her Song Mo-style Hanfu and the faint moonlight, she looked a little creepy.

"Well, you go back to the bunk and lie down, and we can lie down and talk."

"Okay!" Yang Zhilan returned to the bed and lay down. Without waiting for Su Xian to ask, she took the initiative and said, "Those are three men in black. They are not assassins from the inner guards. I guess they are bandits outside the city."

"Oh?" Su Xian was surprised. He originally thought that the bandits had withdrawn from the county, but he didn't expect that they would show their traces again...

"The bandits are hiding in a brothel in the north of the city. As for their purpose, they haven't found out yet."

"Pinyu Pavilion?"

"Xiangxuelou!"

"..."

Su Xian pondered for a while and said: "Since we don't know their purpose, let's stay put for now and observe what they want to do."

"Yes!"

"It would be best if we could find out Miss Xian Zi's plan through them, or find the secret envoy of the Liao Kingdom!"

"Yes!"

"Okay, go to sleep."

"Yes!"

"..."

The next day.

Su Xian went to the county government office and chatted with Tang Ju for a long time in his room.

When talking about Su Xian's studies, Tang Ju learned about his one-month leave and thought it would affect his studies, so he said: "I wrote a letter in hand, and my nephew took it to see the doctor of Confucianism in the county school, and I can start immediately." Back to school."

Su Xian thought for a while and finally declined.

Although studying and taking the imperial examination was Su Xian's "main line", since he had already taken a month's leave, he decided to take some time off first.

After all, he hasn't adapted well to this world yet.

Seeing this, Tang Ju didn't insist and turned to talk about Princess Lanling who was about to enter Yingzhou territory.

Several days have passed since Princess Lanling showed off her talents in Weizhou. During this period, news kept coming from the southern states and counties, most of which were rumors that officials had been dismissed or imprisoned.

Nowadays, in the prefectures and counties in the northern part of Hebei Province, everyone is already in danger, and some prefectures and counties have even turned into a mess...

"After the city wall murder case, there is no longer any flaw in our Leshou County. Even if Princess Lanling comes in person, nothing will happen. But... I am afraid of emergencies. If I don't handle it well, the black gauze on my head will still be unsafe. "

Su Xian advised: "Uncle Shi, you are worried too much, nothing will happen to you."

"I hope so!"

"..."

Time flies, and the next day comes again in a blink of an eye.

Jiaolou Street, Liu Huixiang's house.

On the first floor, at the small wooden table against the wall, two masters and servants were having dinner.

Liu Huixiang is dressed up in a gorgeous way. The youthfulness of a girl and the beauty of a young woman are perfectly integrated in her body. She is elegant, graceful and charming, just like a blooming rose with dewdrops!

...There is an urgent need for someone to come and pick it.

She was holding a small rice bowl as big as her fist, eating very slowly, her brows furrowed slightly, and anyone who was not blind could see the faint sadness in her gestures.

Zhang Cuihua held the big bowl and ate heartily. After she was full, she put down the bowl and chopsticks and found that one-third of the food on the table was still left!

She couldn't bear to waste it, so she forced herself to eat some more...

After eating, Zhang Cuihua found that the leftovers on the table had hardly decreased.

"Hey!" Zhang Cuihua finally sighed and touched her full belly.

"Why are you sighing?" Liu Huixiang looked at her.

"Miss, marriage is rare, and a good marriage is even rarer! Although Miss is a woman, you should take the initiative when you should, otherwise you will get nothing in the end!" Zhang Cuihua said.

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