Very quickly, the rabbit leg was completely devoured by the white-robed scholar.
The white-robed scholar looked at Fang Zhengzhi again, then, reached out a clean, white and slender hand.
Alright …
Since he had already decided to give up on this curly-haired rabbit, Fang Zhengzhi didn't think of keeping a few mouthfuls, and angrily passed the rest of the rabbit meat into the white-robed scholar's hands.
Then, he minded his own business and started to eat the snacks at the side.
These snacks were all specialties of the mountain, some dried goods, and some fresh fruits. Other than that, there was also Fang Zhengzhi's specially brewed fruit wine. There were grapes, there were oranges …
Even though, it wasn't as stimulating as hard liquor, but, it was unique and fragrant. Furthermore, it was home-brewed, naturally couldn't be compared to those black-hearted merchants.
The white-robed scholar's hand once again unceremoniously reached out.
Fang Zhengzhi very generously drank a mouthful from the bottle, then, passed the bottle to the white-robed scholar's hands.
The white-robed scholar was taken aback. Looking at the bottle that Fang Zhengzhi passed over, he hesitated for a full fifteen minutes, and finally, very carefully drank a small mouthful. Then, his eyes lit up …
The bottle never came back.
"Bandit, robber!" Fang Zhengzhi cursed in his heart. No matter what, the other party was considered a prospective customer, and customers were God … alright, I'll bear with it for now.
…
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Fang Zhengzhi brought the white-robed scholar back to the village to look at the horse, prepared to quickly complete the transaction, then, sent the white-robed scholar on his way.
But …
Once he reached home, an accident happened.
The villagers were always very warm to their guests, and Qin Xuelian was naturally no exception. When she saw Fang Zhengzhi bring a scholar back, she thought that he was a friend going to the examination together, and instantly very warmly welcomed the white-robed scholar into the house.
On the other hand, Fang Zhengzhi very unceremoniously brought the Scarlet Flame Snow Cloud into his own stable.
When Fang Zhengzhi settled everything, things seemed to be a little out of control.
"Zhengzhi, how can you do this?!" Qin Xuelian was somewhat angry.
"Uh …" Fang Zhengzhi looked at Qin Xuelian's expression, and knew that this mother of his was still too pure.
"Entertaining guests is what we should do, how can you take someone else's horse. Furthermore … it is such an expensive horse, this kind of thing cannot be done! "
"..."
"Yes, Zhengzhi, your mother is right!" Fang Houde also spoke at the right time.
"…"
Fang Zhengzhi looked at the white-robed scholar. On the other hand, the white-robed scholar sat calmly on the chair, looking at Fang Zhengzhi innocently, as if saying, do as you see fit.
"I miscalculated!" Fang Zhengzhi regretted that he had forgotten about Qin Xuelian and Fang Houde's opinions.
Could this be the white-robed scholar's plan?
Although he was a little unwilling. However, Fang Zhengzhi did not want to disobey his parents.
"You can leave. I'm not exchanging anymore!" Fang Zhengzhi was helpless.
When the white-robed scholar heard this, the edges of his mouth curved into a smile once again. Then, with a mysterious expression, he walked to Fang Zhengzhi's side.
"Just now, I heard from your mother that you will be attending the Divine Constabulary's banquet in a few days. I don't have anything urgent to attend to, so why don't I wait for you for a few days. How about we trade after you leave the village? "
"I don't think that's a good idea?" Fang Zhengzhi felt that this was going against Qin Xuelian's wishes.
"A gentleman's promise is worth its weight in gold. How can I break it?" The white-robed scholar had a troubled expression.
Fang Zhengzhi looked at the troubled expression on the white-robed scholar's face, and felt that something wasn't quite right. It felt as if the other party had already calculated everything.
There's a problem …
But, where did the problem lie?
What was this guy's goal? To stay in the village for a few days? There was no need to go through so much trouble. He could just throw a few taels of silver and stay in a villager's house.
"Alright!" Fang Zhengzhi agreed. He decided to see what the white-robed scholar was planning.
When the white-robed scholar heard this, a smile also appeared on his face. His eyes were as bright as the stars.
…
What happened next was very natural. When Qin Xuelian heard that the white-robed scholar wanted to stay in the village for a few days, she instantly warmly prepared a room for him.
Fang Zhengzhi instinctively wanted to object, but then he thought again. It was better to keep this guy by his side than to throw him outside.
…
The next day, nothing happened. Everything was very peaceful.
In the morning, Fang Zhengzhi read. The white-robed scholar also read. In the afternoon, the two ate at the same table. In the afternoon, the white-robed scholar would walk around the village. At night, they ate and read again …
It felt like a family.
…
On the third day, Fang Zhengzhi discovered something strange. When the white-robed scholar went out in the afternoon, he would always casually throw the book he read in the morning on the table.
…
On the fourth day, it was the same.
…
The fifth day, it was still the same.
…
On the sixth day, Fang Zhengzhi finally couldn't take it anymore. Taking advantage of the time when the white-robed scholar went out, he picked up the book on the table.
"After staying at my house for so many days, I should at least pay some rent right?" Fang Zhengzhi didn't feel that there was a problem at all, and directly opened the book.
When he saw, he was taken aback. It was actually a book that described martial arts techniques.
Fang Zhengzhi's eyes instantly lit up. What did he lack the most now? He just didn't know the techniques?
But …
Did this count as secretly learning?
No problem, no problem. How could the matters of scholars be considered stealing?
Fang Zhengzhi very quickly threw this thought to the back of his mind, and started to read very seriously. Then, he discovered that this book was a little messy.
If he had to use a word to describe it, it would be a hodgepodge.
Sword techniques, spear techniques, rod techniques, knife techniques …
All sorts of techniques were gathered in one book. Furthermore, what was extremely special was that every weapon only had one technique, and the description of each technique was especially simple.
For example: What Dao of All Creation was contained in this technique, what was the difficulty, how powerful was it?
Then …
Then, there was nothing!
It looked like the outline of the technique.
"What kind of stupid book is this? Don't tell me that guy reads such a messy book? "Fang Zhengzhi was somewhat taken aback.
Normally, wouldn't it be called "Thirteen Swords of the North Gate" or "Nine Spear Tactics of South Mountain"? Then, there would be the main points of every technique, and even pictures to illustrate it.
But this book didn't have any such descriptions, and didn't even have pictures of techniques to go with it.
It was so simple that it was a little excessive.
Even though he had some doubts, but just as Fang Zhengzhi said, what he lacked the most now were techniques, even if this was a very messy and simple outline of techniques.
But …
It was better than nothing.
…
On the sixth day, another book appeared on the table.
It was the same cover, the same hodgepodge, but, the content was completely different. There was a new technique, and similarly, there was only one technique for every weapon.
Fang Zhengzhi suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and continued to read. Like a sponge that had been dry for a long time, he held a resolute attitude to learn.
…
On the seventh day, another book.
…
On the eighth day, similarly …
On the ninth day …
…
Twenty days later, before the sky had even brightened, a loud and clear neigh woke Fang Zhengzhi up from his sleep.
"Not good!" Fang Zhengzhi instantly thought of something, and before he could even put on his pants, he flipped into the yard.
Looking, indeed, the Scarlet Flame Snow Cloud had already disappeared from the stable. Not far away, there was only the back view of a white robed scholar riding on the Scarlet Flame Snow Cloud.
Then, the white robed scholar turned back.
The edges of his mouth carried a trace of a mocking smile, but, when he saw Fang Zhengzhi's two bare legs, the smile on his face instantly disappeared.
"Shameless … shameless person!!!"
When Fang Zhengzhi heard the scolding coming from afar, he extremely unhappily pointed a middle finger at the white robed scholar's back.
"I'm shameless? Isn't the person who eats and runs the most shameless person? What happened to the promised exchange? What happened to the trust between people?! "
Even though Fang Zhengzhi was very unhappy, but he still didn't do something grand like running wildly through the village without wearing pants. Hence, when a sound came from Qin Xuelian's house.
Flipping over, he once again returned to his own house.
"Zhengzhi, what's wrong?"
"Mother, nothing much, just that my Scarlet Flame Snow Cloud is gone!"
…
After another two days, the first ray of sunlight shone into the Fang family's courtyard.
As Qin Xuelian prepared dry rations for Fang Zhengzhi, she looked very seriously at Fang Zhengzhi.
Fang Zhengzhi felt that something was not quite right with Qin Xuelian's gaze.
"Mother, what's wrong?"
"The next time you come back, remember to bring back the 'Gu Yan'!" Qin Xuelian instructed Fang Zhengzhi very meaningfully.
"Gu Yan?" Fang Zhengzhi naturally knew that the Gu Yan that Qin Xuelian spoke of was the white robed scholar's name. But, what did bringing back mean?
Oh, that's right, that guy stayed in his house for twenty days, but didn't pay!
"Mother, don't worry, I will definitely capture him back!" Fang Zhengzhi patted his chest and guaranteed. Hunting geese all day, yet being pecked in the eye by the geese, how could he let it go so easily?
…
Compared to the loneliness of the last time he left the village.
This time, when Fang Zhengzhi left the village, the commotion was evidently huge. The entire village sent him off at the village entrance. Seeing Fang Zhengzhi mount the Silver Scale Horse, Qin Xuelian finally couldn't hold it in any longer, and tears rolled down her cheeks.
On the other hand, Fang Houde comforted her by the side, and gave Fang Zhengzhi a few encouraging glances.
Zhang Yangping still stuffed a money bag over, but this time, it wasn't filled with shredded silver, but pieces of small silver notes.
"Be careful on the road!"
"Mm!"
Fang Zhengzhi nodded, bade farewell to the villagers, and whipped his horse.
…
A month later, the capital of the five capitals of the Northern Lands, the Northern Capital Golden Scale City. Countless people and carriages shuttled back and forth at the grand city gate. There were even merchants with flags hanging on their heads warmly greeting the guards at the city gate.
As an important city that guarded the Northern Lands, the Golden Scale City had a unique smell of iron and blood. The most unique thing was, within the city, there were always groups of brightly armoured soldiers patrolling back and forth.
Compared to the tranquility of the River of Trust Capital.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
