There was no anger on Pei Nanwei's face. "Last time when I went to the yamen to collect my debt, this person came to Bishan county to take up his post. He's probably waiting for the prefectural governor's official approval and has nothing better to do. Every time I go out to buy something, he'll appear. At least he still has the face of a scholar. He won't come near me and will just recite poems from a distance. Hmm, his level might be on par with yours in the past."
Hsu Fengnian couldn't help but laugh. "How is that possible? When I bought poems from Beiliang scholars, they were all expensive and the content was good."
Pei Nanwei and Hsu Fengnian were about to turn into an alley when four or five ruffians, who seemed to be waiting for them, surrounded them with smiles on their faces. Pei Nanwei glanced at Hsu Fengnian. The latter frowned and muttered to himself, "Hasn't Bishan county experienced the power of the Brocade Cavalry? How can someone have the guts to cause trouble at a time like this? "
Very quickly, the answer came to light.
In the time it took for the ruffians to surround them, a hero came to save the damsel in distress. Not far behind Hsu Fengnian and Pei Nanwei, a man in white clothes and carrying a sword appeared. He was very handsome and elegant, and his posture was very elegant. He also had a sword at his side, which seemed to be worth a lot.
When he saw Hsu Fengnian beside Pei Nanwei, a trace of sadness and disappointment flashed across his eyes. But very quickly, this emotion turned into passion and endless fighting spirit.
He didn't even need to use his sword. His sword moved like a swimming dragon. With a light shout, he stepped forward quickly and sent out a palm strike from seven or eight steps away. Immediately, one of the ruffians seemed to be swept away by the powerful palm strike. His feet left the ground and he crashed into the wall of the alley.
The white-clothed swordsman sent out another palm strike. Another ruffian's body spun several times before he fell to the ground, moaning in pain.
The corner of Pei Nanwei's mouth twitched. She turned her head away, refusing to look at this idiot.
Hsu Fengnian stretched out his fingers to pinch her chin and gently turned her head back. He held back his laughter and said, "You are a hero who draws his sword to help when he sees injustice on the road. It's also very hard for you, okay? You should at least finish watching the show."
The white-clothed swordsman was busy showing off his dense inner strength and peerless martial arts, so he did not see this scene. Otherwise, he would have probably spat out blood.
One palm after another, he beat the group of ruffians until they were scared witless. Some even "struggled" to get up and rushed toward the white-clothed swordsman. But before they could even touch the corner of the swordsman's clothes, they were swept away by the "swift and fierce" wind from his palms. They flew sideways, backward, and spun away in all kinds of wonderful poses.
Hsu Fengnian turned his head and explained to Pei Nanwei in a low voice, "When I did this kind of thing in the past, I spent more than two hundred taels. Because at the beginning, I had the imperial bodyguards in the palace pretend to be ruffians. It was too fake. It was my first time doing this, and I had no experience. Those seven or eight imperial bodyguards were clearly flirting with the girl, but when they opened their mouths, it was as if they were going to kill her whole family. The girl was so scared that she almost fainted. She cried and said don't kill her, and she would do anything. In the end, I had no choice but to explain. Guess what, that delicate and pretty girl was not shy at all. She directly asked me if I was married, and the result scared me. I was laughed at by Li Hanlin and the others for half a year. After that, I hired ruffians from the marketplace to act in this kind of show. In advance, we had to agree on how to fight. This kind of wind from the palm strike style was easy to deal with as the price was low. If we used knives, people would have to raise the price. But at that time, I gave money according to my mood. I estimated that no matter how stingy this brother was, he would have spent at least twenty or thirty taels. "
Yu Dilong and Lu Yunzhang, who were squatting at the entrance of the alley, were also dumbfounded.
When the swordsman, who was sweating profusely from just using his palms, finally finished his work, those ruffians "followed the rules" and shouted things like "young swordsman, spare our lives" and "young swordsman's martial arts are amazing". Then, they supported each other and left.
Pei Nanwei covered her mouth and laughed. Because in her ears, Hsu Fengnian had already said these words before them. The former head of Beiliang's scourge was full of pride. "How is it? It's all the same, right? I'm the founder of this kind of thing. Back in the day, who knows how many hedonistic sons of rich parents in Liangzhou and Lingzhou learned from me. "
The white-clothed swordsman, whose back was facing the two, hurriedly took a few deep breaths. When his breathing stabilized, he turned around with a smile and walked towards Hsu Fengnian and Pei Nanwei. Just as he was about to speak, two troublemakers appeared out of nowhere. The taller one of them shouted at the eyesore next to Miss Pei, "Master, Mistress, Senior Brother and I will find an inn to stay in. Otherwise, we won't be able to sleep on the same bed. Let's go!"
Hsu Fengnian saw the two brats run away like a wisp of smoke. His expression was somewhat awkward.
Pei Nanwei sneered, "You've taken in a good disciple."
The white-clothed swordsman in front of them was the newly appointed registrar of Bishan County, Yang Gongshou. When he saw that "Xu Qi" standing next to the woman he admired, his heart was broken. He had long heard of the beauty of the Rouge Woman. Something like, "If you marry a wife, you should marry a woman from Lingzhou. If you take a concubine, you should take a Rouge Woman." At first, he thought it was just some old lecherous official's dirty talk. However, when he saw the woman who appeared in the yamen, his soul left his body. Later, when he heard that she was already married, he had a painful battle between heaven and man. In the end, he couldn't control himself. Yang Gongshou didn't really want to do anything. He just wanted to find an opportunity to appear in front of her. Later, when he saw that his talent in poetry was useless, he felt that his path might have been wrong. Since Beiliang had a fierce culture, perhaps she liked the path of a great hero. Thus, this happened.
Hsu Fengnian reached out and grabbed Pei Nanwei's slender waist. He smiled and said, "This great hero must be a master in Jianghu. Do you have a thunderous nickname?"
Yang Gongshou opened his mouth slightly. He really forgot about this. However, he did have talent. Otherwise, he wouldn't have become so famous in Green Deer Cave Academy. He cupped his fists and smiled, "I am Yang Gongshou. People in Jianghu call me the 'Sword of Poetry' …"
Not far away, a young scholar clapped his hands and walked over. He laughed and said, "Brother Wen Fu, when we climbed Green Deer Mountain, we were already panting like a cow halfway up the mountain. I don't know how you managed to achieve great success today. Could it be that you've been possessed by the heavens?"
Yang Gongshou was exposed. He wanted to dig a hole and hide in it. Luckily, Miss Pei had already left with that person.
Yang Gongshou's face was red. In the end, he couldn't say anything vicious. He just snorted coldly.
That scholar stood with Yang Gongshou. He looked at the two people's backs as they walked into the alley. He laughed softly and said, "A fair and graceful lady is a good match for a gentleman. Brother Wen Fu, you and I didn't see eye to eye before. However, after today, your dislike for me has increased greatly. I actually have some good feelings for you. "
Yang Gongshou flung his sleeves and walked toward the county yamen in large strides.
That person smiled and shook his head, "Yang Gongshou, oh Yang Gongshou. Do you really think those two people couldn't see through your clumsy tricks? I'm saving you from being treated like a monkey. "
Walking in the alley, Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "Maybe that Yang Gongshou won't appreciate it and will only think that Zhu Ying is undermining him."
Pei Nanwei, who had once been on the Rouge Review Board, didn't have any ripples in her heart towards this farce. She said, "That Zhu Ying shouldn't be suitable for officialdom, right?"
Hsu Fengnian sighed softly and said, "If it was in Liyang, unless there was a Bo Le who had a unique insight and was tolerant of people, Zhu Ying shouldn't be able to make a name for himself. There is one thing that is very bad about being a scholar. "
Pei Nanwei asked, "Being swayed by emotions?"
Hsu Fengnian nodded, "Scholars have more feelings than ordinary people. The more they read and know, the more they know about history, and inevitably, their thoughts become heavier. The more talented they are, the weaker their sense of propriety is. They don't like to control the situation. To be precise, it's disdain. They are too lazy to feign civility with people and things. When looking at people and doing things, it's easy to be black and white. That's what you call being swayed by emotions. That's why those literary heroes in history often didn't become officials. This kind of strange phenomenon can't be explained just by having high standards but low ability. Fortunately, this doesn't matter to them. Emperors, generals, and ministers are all just a handful of soil. Only drinkers and poets leave their names behind. Drowning their sorrows in wine and writing famous poems, isn't that great? Thousands of years later, it's naturally easier for people to remember them than those emperors, generals, ministers, and high-ranking officials. "
The two returned to the courtyard. Pei Nanwei carried two small wooden stools and placed them under the eaves.
She looked at him, who was sitting quietly beside her.
She said, "It's hard to imagine that you're His Royal Highness, the one who killed people in the reed marsh."
He didn't say anything.
She casually asked, "I heard the people on the street say that there's a turning point in Guangling Road. West Chu has been defeated. Do you think Cao Changqing will make a move? Or wait until the King of Yan goes north? "
He shook his head, "The King of Guangling should be going to accompany the King of Huainan soon. Only then will the King of Yan's army confront Cao Changqing. "
She asked, "You're willing to come this time and say so much. Are you saying your last words?"
He didn't say anything again.
The two were silent for a long time. In the night, there wasn't much to see.
She looked at the sky and finally said, "It's rare for a powerful man to treat a woman like a person, right?"
He said softly, "Maybe not a lot, but definitely not a few. It's just that your luck isn't too good and you haven't met one. "
Pei Nanwei rested her chin on her knees and murmured, "But, it's not good to not treat a woman like a woman all year long, right?"
After saying this, she stood up and walked into the room.
Her figure was graceful.
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