Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

() "I've decided." The girl sat behind the table, biting her pretty lips with her cheeks in her hands, pondered for a while, and said decisively, "That armor is a congratulatory gift."

"Miss, you must not." Sitting opposite is a middle-aged man dressed as a businessman: "Miss is a rich man, how can you do such a dangerous thing? Then Ximen Qing is the commander of the Imperial City Division. Who knows this?" What's the plan behind it?"

"Besides, news came out of the forbidden area in the past two days that there were thieves lurking in, and now the city is full of chazi in black."

"Stop talking nonsense about what I have decided!" The girl was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and she stood up with a straight face: "This matter is not only about a pair of armor, but also about face. Imperial City Secretary, hehe , you don't want to meet this old enemy?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly stood up too, clasped his hands and said in panic: "This time the young lady finally came out to relax, the villain is fully responsible for the safety of the young lady. Bianliang has seen the same. The young lady should go north as soon as possible. "

The girl sneered twice: "My surname is Ma, I think you have stayed in this rich place for a long time, and you have forgotten who you are?"

"Don't dare!" The middle-aged man surnamed Ma looked serious: "Although the villain was born in Youzhou, since he joined the Communication Bureau, he has been wholeheartedly."

"Very good. The Bureau of Communications and the Department of the Imperial City are old rivals. Don't you want to take this opportunity to show off their prestige?" The girl applauded and laughed, "Go along with the golden armor with goose feather rings, it is the best Good way; I can bring it to my father as a gift when I go back."

The middle-aged man surnamed Ma said with a wry smile: "Miss, the Bureau's stronghold in Bianliang has been destroyed more than ten times in the past three years. I escaped last time and I was alone. It was finally rebuilt."

"You're really timid. I'm afraid you're not as big as Wangcai?" The girl whistled, and a big black dog came running in from outside, shaking her head and wagging her tail. How long has it been since Bianliang, has anyone ever doubted it? Do you think I'm not well-dressed or that Song Guoguan's words are not good? "

"Don't dare!" The middle-aged man surnamed Ma said with a wry smile: "Miss is smart and smart, she can learn by herself without a teacher, and she is more like a Song person than the villain who has been in the Communication Bureau for many years."

The girl snorted: "Then why bother! Let's go, which east gate are you taking me to? By the way, what's that guy's name?"

"Ximenqing, the name is Chuuxue." The middle-aged man surnamed Ma replied with a bow.

"Go, let's go now." The girl pulled the rope around the big black dog's neck: "Go and see the situation first."

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The fortune teller Jiang Jing couldn't figure out what was going on in his boss Ximen Qing's mind. Why did he have to build a shed in the yard to hang a good pair of armor? It looks like an armor worn by a fairy.

In this way, not to mention the gate, even the entire alley is full of people. Originally, the alley can accommodate three or four people walking side by side, but this time it is good. There are people on both sides, and there is only a narrow road in the middle, even cars cannot enter. .

Some of this group of people heard that the armor has supernatural powers, and they lit incense candles to worship from a distance, making this place look like a temple and Taoist temple; there are more black-clothed chazi in the Imperial City Division, all of them disguised, constantly monitoring The crowd.

Even so, when a man, a woman and a dog appeared at the entrance of the alley, Jiang Jing, the fortune teller, was quite surprised.

The man was dressed in silk and satin, like a rich businessman, about 40 years old; the woman was only sixteen or seventeen years old, just in her prime. The sharp thinning made Sun Erniang at the door envious.

The most surprising thing is that the girl is holding a big black dog in her hand. The dog's eyes show contempt for everything, and the dog's neck and four feet are moving rhythmically, keeping the same speed as the girl's steps. It's not bad at all.

This point fell into the eyes of those disguised black-clothed chazi around, and naturally they all secretly remembered it, made a few gestures, and quickly spread the news

"We are merchants. I heard that there is a pair of armor here that has some spiritual energy, so we came here to pay homage." This strange combination walked to the door, and the middle-aged businessman stepped forward to salute Jiang Jing and Sun Erniang: "Please do me a favor."

Seeing the politeness of the man, Jiang Jing, the fortune teller, returned the courtesy and said, "Let's wait until I report to my master."

The girl saw the shed set up in the courtyard from a distance, curled her lips as if she thought it was troublesome: "Isn't it just over there, just go and have a look."

"Miss, you can't do this, you can only enter after the master agrees."

Sun Erniang saw that the middle-aged businessman was quite courteous, and the girl regarded this place as her own yard, so she couldn't help but sneered, and said nothing, just leaning on the door to block the way.

Seeing this, the girl frowned, and the big black dog seemed to understand its master's intentions, and immediately bent its body and bared its teeth, barking heavily from its throat.

"One black, two yellow, three flowers and four white." Erniang Sun laughed suddenly: "This dog has shiny hair, and obviously eats very well. It can be killed and eaten after the Chinese New Year."

As soon as Sun Erniang finished speaking, the dog seemed to understand, and the dog's eyes became more fierce.

"How can you talk like that!" The girl's complexion suddenly changed, and she patted the dog's head: "Wangcai, don't listen to her nonsense. I can't bear to eat you."

"Wangcai?" Erniang Sun laughed and said, "Could it be that your family is poor?"

"You!" The girl's pretty face turned red with anger, and she was about to explode.

The man surnamed Ma cried out to himself when he saw it, "I would have known better if I hadn't come here, and something has happened before I even entered the courtyard."

Fortunately, the fortune teller Jiang Jing just came back and said, "You two, my master is here to invite you, but this dog cannot enter the yard."

"Why is that?" the girl shouted, "My Wangcai has always been with me, why can't he go in?"

"There are so many female relatives in the courtyard, it's not good to be scared." Jiang Jing said: "This is what the master specially ordered."

"Why are there such unreasonable people in the world?" The girl became more and more angry: "You asked him to come to see me!"

The man surnamed Ma quickly persuaded: "Miss, since the owner of this house does not allow it, then temporarily put Wangcai outside." He whispered in the girl's ear: "Don't forget the business."

Then the girl angrily led the big black dog to the nearby stake, tied the rope to it, and stroked the dog's head. Wangcai let out a "sob" and went to find a cool place to lie down.

"It's always possible to enter this time?" The girl spread her hands: "Don't give way!"

The one surnamed Ma rushed to the front and said: "My lady has a big temper, please forgive me."

Sun Erniang rolled her eyes to let out the way, Jiang Jing shook her head and went down to work; the two stepped into the yard and walked straight to the bamboo shed.

Ximen Qing was already waiting by the shed with a smile on his face. When Jiang Jing went looking for him just now, he happened to be studying the pink secret medicine left by the monk with An Daoquan. Basically, An Daoquan affirmed Ximen Qing's previous thoughts. The composition of this thing is similar to that of the Spanish fly of later generations. < Inside, what kind of effect will it have? What is the safe dosage?

Regarding this question, An Daoquan is not very sure, saying that some experiments are needed.

However, Ximenqing seemed to see infinite possibilities, so he handed over this problem to An Daoquan. Hearing that a strange man and woman brought a dog to worship, he came out out of curiosity to have a look.

As for the big black dog, Ximen Qing refused to put it in the yard even if he died, and the reason was very simple. It would not be a good thing to scare or hurt people.

Seeing Ximen Qing waiting at the shed, the man surnamed Ma hastily stepped forward to salute, "I have seen Commander-in-Chief."

"You are polite." Ximen Qing nodded and said, "Where do you come from? Why do you want to worship this armor?"

The girl stared at Ximen Qing up and down from head to toe, and did not speak. The surname Ma introduced herself: "The villain's surname is Ma and his name is Su. He opened a silk and satin shop at the end of Ma Xing Street. In Jiankang Mansion, my young lady came to Bianliang to relax, and heard about the strangeness of the armor, so she came to see it."

"Oh?" Ximen Qing was regarded as filial by the girl, but looking at the girl's super-developed devil figure, Ximen Qing didn't really care about being scrutinized by such a beauty. It's just that his temper doesn't seem to be very good?

"Miss, please come inside."

In this era, it is inappropriate to openly ask a boudoir's name, just like asking a lady's age rashly in later generations.

But what Ximen Qing didn't expect was that the tall and beautiful girl looked at her for a long time, as if she hadn't heard of her invitation, but raised her brows: "You are Ximen Qing?"

As soon as this sentence was asked, Ma Su's face became a little uncomfortable.Didn't expect this girl to be so reckless, didn't she say she should be cautious when she came here?

It's quite impolite to call someone's name directly in person, not to mention speaking from the mouth of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, giving people a feeling of lack of education.

"I am Ximen Qing." Ximen Qing didn't care much, but he became more interested in this girl: "Who are you?"

Ma Su's forehead suddenly became slightly sweaty. I heard that Ximen Qing was the most famous commander of the Imperial City Division recently, and he was also a celebrity in front of Zhao Kai, the newly appointed King of the Imperial City Division Jia.

Is the legendary "face-slapping Ximen" about to start?

So Ma Su fixed his eyes on Ximen Qing's shoulder, and secretly exerted his feet, ready to block the girl's slap at any time.

Because as long as ordinary people raise their arms, the first thing to move is their shoulders!

But to his surprise, the girl took half a step forward and smiled: "You are quite straightforward. It is rare in Song Dynasty!"

"I see you are very interesting, so I will tell you." The girl said: "My name is Lu Yeyun."