Time flies, and the spring in Bianjing is getting stronger and stronger.

In the literary world, the emergence of a song "Passing the Panic Beach" made the scholars in the city lose their color. Several poetic meetings eventually turned into "forced to say sadness to write new lyrics", and the atmosphere gradually became cold. Several leaders of the chamber of commerce responsible for the organizing and the imperial officials planned to hold another next month, so as not to let the whole city feel sad about the spring and autumn.

The winner of this poetry meeting was naturally "Passing the Fear Beach", but the line "The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating in the wind" has the meaning of a poem that destroys the country. Everyone just keeps this masterpiece in their hearts and will not discuss it a few days later, so as not to make use of the topic to annoy you today.

Chen Qingqiu, who was brave, resigned from office and left after his death. In addition, Cao Hua secretly posted news to guide public opinion, Xue Jiuquan did not give any instructions in the end, so the matter was over.

Speaking of which, Cao Hua really had something to do, and he had a deep sense of merit and fame. Unfortunately, his reputation became darker and worse, and he upgraded from "Cao thief" to "traitor". Various chaotic rumors spread everywhere, such as "Cao thief is good at men's style" and "Cao thief is happy to torture people who are wronged."

This is really because he has a very unconcerned temper now. If it were Cao Hua from the past, he would have been able to find these people out the next day and feel what the "Kyoto Tai Sui" means.

He was assassinated by a brave man who had no brains. He didn't go out for many days and tinkered with the Dushan jade in the house all day long. The Dushan jade the size of a palm was turned into three flower and bird hairpins and ten pairs of earrings after his skillful hands. The material was not excellent, but the craftsmanship was absolutely ingenious and it would surely shock many people's chins.

However, this was done secretly. There were only three maids in the mansion. Han'er was sent to handle official duties, while Yutang and Luzhu were arranged to run around the Hou's mansion on the grounds of exercising.

The two maids had no choice but to do anything about the orders of the young master. They were in aggrieved and ran around the Wu'an Marquis Mansion. Sometimes Luzhu ran and caught up with Yutang who was behind, and even shouted, "Sister Han'er, help me, I can't run anymore." This was really not afraid of death. Luzhu was so scared that she hurriedly covered her mouth, "Let the young master hear it, tie it up and hit it with a whip and candle..." It seemed that she had heard a lot of rumors in the market.

The jewelry shop is progressing quite quickly. Master Liu Si is more enthusiastic than building a ancestral hall for his ancestors. He just doesn't have to sleep at the door to watch him. Even the money spent on decoration has been reduced to a family price.

Seeing that Liu Laosi had been in Nancheng for half his life, he was well-informed and knew how to do things, and he was indeed a useful person, he took over as a small manager in the Wuhou Mansion and secretly ran errands for him to make money.

Climbing up such a big leg, Master Liu is now in a glorious place. He and his adoptive father have become brothers and have become brothers. Every day, he hangs a waist sign from the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion and sways in front of his brothers. He keeps "Cao Gong" in three words, and then he feels like two words:

style!

Of course, it is still known to keep it confidential for high-ranking officials and nobles.

Chen Qingqiu turned this page and gradually calmed down in the city of Bianjing.

As the leader of the Diankuissi, Cao Hua occasionally pays attention to the news from the spies. There are no mistakes in the city, and Xie Yijun disappears. He actually misses him, but it is better not to appear now.

In the blink of an eye, mid-March is at dusk.

In Wu'an Hou's study, Yu Tang and Lu Zhu were lying at the window and staring curiously. After nearly two months, the young master has been very caring and kind. Lu Zhu, who had once trembled, gradually became more courageous. Yu Tang was about to go to heaven. At night, he ran to the young master's house to learn "calories". Han'er found out and got it cleaned up. Now he is more regular.

At this time, Mr. Liu Si stood upright in the room with his head held high and a pear was pressed on his head. He said heroically: "Young Master, this pear is fine for a day, but why are you holding a fire stick?"

At the desk, Cao Hua held up the musket and aimed carefully, frowned and said, "Don't sway, your head will be gone and the house will be dirty. The maid will have to clean up."

"ah?!"

Master Liu was confused and did not dare to move any more.

Han'er, holding a long sword, stood quietly beside him and whispered: "The craftsmen have tried it. They can hit a hundred of them within 20 steps, and can wear fish scale armor within 50 steps. If they are far away, they will be useless. It is not as good as a strong crossbow."

Twenty steps are only about ten meters. The first finished product is already good at this level. I don’t know how many brain cells the craftsmen have killed.

"Bang!"

Smoke of gunpowder spread everywhere, and a fire snake spurted out, scaring the green beads at the window so much that they covered their ears and squatted on the ground, while Yutang's eyes were full of shinyness.

Master Liu Si fell straight down, and the pear rolled aside intact.

“Tsk tsk tsk…”

He shook his head repeatedly and waved his hand, "Take it off and feed the dog!"

Liu Laosi was immediately awakened by fear, got up in a hurry, and said in horror: "Young Master, I am not dead yet, I can't feed you."

After touching his head, he was intact. He looked up and saw a hole in the roof. Liu Laosi breathed a sigh of relief.

Naturally, he could not really aim at people, load a musket and inserted it into his boots, so as not to get out of fire and become a eunuch. The remaining one was left to Han'er: "This one is for the craftsmen to continue researching, add a security and draw a rifle, and engrave a few more words on the outside... Well... Made in the first year of Zhaohong in the Song Dynasty, I will engrave a dragon on top of me, and I will need to be gilded."

Han'er took the musket and placed it carefully in the box on the desk, hesitating: "Caring Long is suspected of being arbitrary, so let's change one?"

He slapped his forehead, forgot about this, and thought for a while: "Then let's carve the fire Qilin, how beautiful it is." Seeing the snow-white long sword placed on the head of the case, he thought for a moment: "Han'er, if Liu Laosi takes a musket, you use a sword, who will die within twenty steps?"

Master Liu Si knelt down quickly: "Young Master, I, Liu Si, have no such intentions." He knew how high Miss Han'er's martial arts skills were, and it was not something he could test for.

Han'er frowned and thought carefully. After a while, her slender legs measured on the ground: "He aims first and dies together, and I will take action first, and he will die without life."

"ah?!"

Cao Hua was stunned, his face full of disbelief.

This is a fire gun, a powerful weapon for travelers.

Han'er obviously had a wrong idea. He knew that the young master's martial arts were Tongtian and his face was a little dim: "Han'er's arts are not good at it. If the young master takes action, he will not even be able to hit the corner of his clothes."

With the martial arts of Tai Sui Cao Hua of Kyoto, it is easy to take the general's head in the chaos army, and a gangster had no chance to raise his hand with a musket. Han'er had seen the scene where the young master was ambushed by dozens of Green Forest Masters and fought for a bloody path.

That is really unstoppable.

“That’s right…”

He touched his chin and felt guilty, thinking that the musket was still not enough, his body was still intact but his martial arts skills were not good at all. It seemed that he had to find an opportunity to learn.

While chatting, Luzhu slowly walked into the room and bowed slightly: "Young master, Miss Chen Jingliu and Miss Chen are here to visit."

Cao Hua said oh, and sat down at the desk in his clothes: "You go back and rest, let Miss Chen come in."

"promise!"

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The black clouds are like curtains, and the lights are like star sand.

Outside the Marquis of Wu'an, a continuous spring rain began.

Chen Jingliu, wearing a green silk shirt and a bit of bookish, came down to the study at Luzhu's introduction.

Under the dim candlelight, Cao Hua, dressed in white, sat behind the desk holding a case file, with a cold and arrogant temperament, but a bit calm.

"Miss Chen, I don't know what happened when I visited late at night?"

He pretended to hold the book and put on an official stand.

Chen Jingliu sniffed his nose and felt a smell of smoke in the room, but he didn't say much. He walked to the center of the room and leaned over and gave a big gift: "Men Chen Jingliu, thank you for your kindness."

Chen Qingqiu left Beijing the next day, leaving many things to hand over. She ran around these days and only had the opportunity to come and thanked her.

Cao Hua knew that she was coming for this, so he raised his hand casually and said, "Your father is quick-witted. If that poem had not been dead in my hands, what would you like to thank?"

"Young Master!"

Chen Jingliu stood in front of the desk and bowed: "I know my father's literary talent, it is impossible to write such an eternal masterpiece as "Passing the Fear Beach"..."

"Then do you think I can write it?" He put the book on the table, quite helpless.

This time, Chen Jingliu hesitated.

Cao Hua is notorious for martial arts, but no one has seen his literary talent. Although he heard Cao Hua write two poems with his own ears, Cao Hua is really bullying her repeatedly and does not look like a good person no matter how he looks.

Chen Jingliu thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure it out, so he could only suspect that Cao Huazhen had a 'alone collection of poems'. However, whether it was copied or not, it was a fact that she saved her father. Chen Jingliu hesitated for a long time, but said, "No matter what, thank you for your kindness."

"How can I thank you?"

Cao Hua was helpless and simply clamped his feet on the table: "Since I think it's my help, I'm grateful, just one word is not enough. You should know my reputation."

In the house, Chen Jingliu's whole body shook slightly, and her face suddenly turned pale.
Chapter completed!