This Northern Song Dynasty is a bit weird

Chapter 20
Lu Sen stood behind the fence and looked at the two kneeling in front of him.

Their backs and sides had been pierced with red marks by thorns.

Lu Sen looked at them for a while and asked, "Are you asking for guilt?"

In fact, Lu Sen didn't understand a little. Yesterday, the two of them had clearly run away. Now, why did they run back and make this gesture.

The two nodded in succession.

The eldest brother Ding Zhaolan clasped his fists and said, "Our brothers listened to the greedy words and offended Lang Jun, so we came here to apologize."

"Lang Jun?" Lu Sen shook his head: "I didn't hire you."

Ding Zhaolan smiled awkwardly. He called Lu Sen Lang Jun, which means 'fighting snakes with sticks'.

I just didn't expect it, and was immediately seen by Lu Sen.

Lu Sen continued to look at the two and asked, "My little girl said, you seem to want to kidnap her yesterday?"

"No, no!" Ding Zhaolan shook his head again and again: "We just saw that she was very talented and wanted to accept her as an apprentice."

talent?Lu Sen turned to look at Jin Ringo who was in the yard, watering the vegetable fields.

Seeming to understand Lu Sen's thoughts, Ding Zhaolan hurriedly explained: "Langjun, your little girl doesn't feel tired even opening a hundred short bows. This is a rare talent, at her age, even if It's a boy, it's amazing to shoot the short bow twenty times in a row."

Oh... Lu Sen looked at Jin Ringo's little arms and calves. He didn't look like a very talented person, but he also vaguely guessed that this should be due to eating half a golden apple.

It seems that the two of them are indeed not malicious.

And the attitude of apology is very sincere, even the rattan is on the back.

Lu Sen is not the kind of guy who is rude and unforgiving. He said across the fence: "Okay, I forgive you, you can get up and go."

However, Ding Zhaolan said, "Lang Jun, we want to learn from you."

After he finished speaking, he knocked his head on the ground with a very serious attitude, and Ding Zhaohui also acted in the same way.

Looking at the two people crawling in front of him, Lu Sen smiled: "It turns out that the real purpose is this. But...why should I teach you?"

Ding Zhaolan looked up: "I know that magic is the way, and it is not passed on to people who are not close relatives or people who have a relationship. It's just that I think our brothers have a relationship with Langjun."

"What kind of fate?" Lu Sen asked with interest.

He didn't even know what the golden finger was, how could he teach people?

Besides, even if you can teach it, why teach it to you, just because you have some vines tied around your body?
"Meeting and fighting is fate. Langjun, our two brothers are very sincere." Ding Zhaolan lowered his head and shouted loudly: "As long as we can do things, whether it is being a slave or a servant, or setting people on fire , as long as Langjun says a word, we will go through fire and water, and we will do whatever it takes."

Although he couldn't see his face, Lu Sen could also hear the strong determination and perseverance from the other party's tone.

"Me too!" Ding Zhaohui also said.

"I won't teach you, let's go." Lu Sen flipped his sleeves and turned to leave.

The two of them still knelt on the spot without hearing it.

Back in the yard, Lu Sen checked the situation of the 'grass'.

After a night, many fine buds have emerged in the 'grass' area, and it can be seen that these buds are of many types, some with long leaves, some with round leaves, large and small, and even the colors are not the same.

At this point the hive has been placed in the eastern corner, and the home system has 'certified' the hive as a home bee.

Many bees flew out and circled around the yard, looking for flowers to gather nectar, but they didn't fly outside the yard.

"It is estimated that it will bloom in three or four days."

Lu Sen went over to look at the beehive, there was still a little honey in it, enough for the hive to survive for several days until the flowers bloomed on the grass.

At this time, Hei Zhu and Jin Ringo had also loosened the soil and watered the vegetable fields.

Jin Ringo took a short bow and two barrels of arrows and went to the back of the wooden building to practice arrows.

This time she shot the arrow towards the back of the mountain.

Set a target there. Even if the arrow misses the target, it will hit the vertical mountain. When the arrow is finished, she can recover most of the arrows as long as she pulls out the fence to pick it up.

Moreover, the fence is only two meters away from the mountain, and it is almost impossible to say that it is dangerous to return to the yard with a trot.

Heizhu went to the wooden building and took out the basket and pole, and went to the vegetable field to cut some newly grown beans and lettuce, and put them into two baskets.

Then he came to Lu Sen with a basket and said, "Lang Jun, I'm going to sell vegetables in the city."

"Do you want me to go with you?"

"There is no reason for the master's family to accompany the servants to sell vegetables every day." Hei Zhu waved his hands again and again: "To let outsiders know that I am so ignorant of superiority and inferiority, I must laugh at Langjun, and maybe even beat Langjun to death. "

Lu Sen shook his eyebrows.

Hei Zhu continued to ask: "Lang Jun, do you have any items you plan to buy? After the green vegetables are sold, I will bring them back for you."

"Really." Lu Sen thought about it for a while, and said, "Help me buy some paper inkstones from the bookstore, and buy some books at random."

"it is good."

Heizhu happily picked up the green vegetables and left the yard.

When passing by the Ding brothers, he deliberately stopped for a while, looking at the two with a sense of superiority.

Once upon a time, this kind of knight in the rivers and lakes was still a big man in Heizhu's heart, who was untouchable.

But now, the two of them kneeled in front of the door, begging for their sins, and wanted to worship the gate of Langjun's courtyard, but they couldn't.

Still good luck.

Heizhu laughed inwardly, and went down the mountain with green vegetables.

Lu Sen was idle and bored, so he simply changed into a rocking chair and lay in the yard to bask in the sun.

Although the sun has reached three poles now, the sun is extremely strong and the heat is shrouded.

But the yard was as warm as spring. Lu Sen was lying on a rocking chair that had not been made for a long time.

When he was pushed awake, it was noon.

Hei Zhu said from the side: "Lang Jun, get up to eat. Also, I have already bought you all the pen and ink books you want and put them in your room on the third floor."

"Excuse me." Lu Sen stood up.

Then the three of them went to have lunch.

Outside the yard, Ding Zhaohui, who had been kneeling on the ground, pursed her lips and said, "The food is delicious."

Ding Zhaolan also nodded, subconsciously swallowing.

At this time, Ding Zhaohui suddenly pointed to the right side of the yard and said, "Brother, look there, are those grasses growing too fast?"

Ding Zhaolan looked away, his expression stunned.

When they came early in the morning, the grass in that place was sparse, few and short.

But now, the green grass has covered the area, and it seems to have grown taller.

"Don't think too much, we don't see it, and don't spread it outside." Ding Zhaolan lowered his head again.

Everything in this yard is different.

The invisible wall, the special-looking grass, and the vegetables are much more juicy than the green vegetables they've seen before.

Such a vision made Ding Zhaolan feel more and more that he should worship at Lu Sen's door.

After lunch, Heizhu and Jin Ringo both went to their rooms to take a nap.

And Lu Sen began to flip through the book.

Heizhu was illiterate, so he randomly selected the books.Three books, each of which is very thin, and there are not many words in it.

And...the three books are all erotic books.

At this time, the font used in the Northern Song Dynasty books was mostly regular script, and it was still the so-called 'traditional characters'.

Lu Sen can understand these words, but it is not enough for him to write them out.

So he asked Heizhu to buy books, inkstones and paper for himself, just to practice calligraphy.

Anyway, I have nothing to do when I'm idle, so let's practice calligraphy first.

Being able to write good characters is also more convenient when communicating with literati.

He was practicing calligraphy in the room, practicing and practicing, and it was getting dark again.

Heizhu came up to call him to go down to eat, and when he came to the first floor, he saw that the Ding brothers had disappeared outside the courtyard.

"When did they leave?" Lu Sen sat on the stool and pointed to the outside.

"Just go for a while."

Oh... It seems that I can't make it anymore, it's only one day.

Lu Sen shook his head slightly.

He didn't feel pity, but thought it was a good thing.

After all, his ability really can't teach people.

It's just that he was too happy.

When he woke up the next day, he found that the Ding brothers had come again, this time topless again, kneeling outside the fence with a cane on his back.

Lu Sen ignored them, moved the table to the yard, and practiced calligraphy all day long.

Heizhu cut green vegetables to buy every day, and after Xiao Ringo finished the housework, he kept practicing archery.

So...the time goes by day by day.

And the Ding brothers are also very interesting. They show up every morning and kneel outside the door.

Leave and disappear in the evening.

Five days have passed in this way... In the 'grass' area, a lot of flowers bloomed, and even many butterflies appeared out of nowhere, flying among the flowers.

Pink, white, and yellow, from time to time, they gather into a ball and circle around.

Bees also began to collect honey.

Since the grass has bloomed, Ringo's archery time has been reduced by about half, and he spends his free time rolling in the grass, weaving garlands for himself with grass, and making a lot of beautiful grass blues, which is not happy.

Lu Sen was too lazy to care.

In the two acres of grassland, the flowers and grasses grow extremely fast. She, a little girl, can't possibly rub the grass bald.

Seeing the grass blooming, the Ding brothers looked surprised for a while, and then their eyes became more determined.

Lu Sen continued to practice calligraphy according to the book.

Because writing calligraphy wastes paper, half of the money Heizhu earns from selling green vegetables is replaced by paper and inkstones.

In this day and age, reading is actually quite expensive.

If you want to practice good handwriting, it costs more.

Lu Sen painted the last piece of white paper with large characters, then looked at the sky, frowning slightly... Why didn't Heizhu come back.

At this time, Jin Ringo saw that Heizhu hadn't come back, so he went to wash the rice and cook the rice by himself.

After the rice was cooked, Heizhu still did not come back.

"There may be an accident." Lu Sen put the brush on the inkstone, turned his head to Jin Ringo and said, "Girl, stay at home and watch, I'll go out and see why Heizhu hasn't come back."

Jin Ringo nodded vigorously, immediately put down the garland in his hand, went to the corner and sat down with his short bow.

When Lu Sen went out of the courtyard, the Ding brothers were still kneeling on the spot, motionless.

"This is the seventh day." Lu Lin looked at their backs, the dense new and old wounds were pulled out by the thorns, and it was scary to see: "You don't have to be so stubborn, I won't accept it. Disciples, let's go."

The Ding brothers didn't say a word, they just continued to kneel.

Lu Sen shook his head, ignored them, and went down the mountain.

He quickly entered the city and came to the street where Heizhu used to set up his stall.

There are still many pedestrians here, and there are stalls everywhere.

Very lively.

Lu Sen found a middle-aged man who also set up a stall and asked, "This uncle, Hei Zhu, who used to set up a stall here, you should know him. Have you seen him today?"

The middle-aged man with a weathered face and an honest and friendly face smiled with difficulty, then shook his head with a nervous expression.

Seeing his expression, Lu Sen had a bad premonition.

He cupped his hands to the middle-aged man, then walked to the side, cupped his hands again and asked, "Abo, you know Heizhu..."

Lu Sen didn't finish his question, the old man shook his head again and again, looking very scared.

It does seem to be troublesome.

Lu Sen retracted his hands and looked around.

The street was still lively, but he found that some of them had been watching him, and when his eyes swept over, they would turn their heads and not look at him.

However, these people should have no malicious intentions, because Lu Sen vaguely saw the guilty look in their eyes.

Heizhu has also set up a stall here for a while, and naturally he will meet some friends.

But now that the black pillar was gone, they showed a guilty look but didn't dare to say it.

This shows what?
Someone threatened that they couldn't speak.

Lu Sen turned around and went to Kaifeng Mansion, where he was going to report to the official.

An instinctive reaction of his modern thinking is like this, if something goes wrong, you have to call the police.

It's just that he went to the gate of Kaifeng Mansion to take a look and sighed.

A long line of people lined up at the gate of Kaifeng Mansion. There were at least five or sixty people in front of them. These people all came to report to the government.

On the left side of the gate of Kaifeng Mansion, there is a big red drum. The so-called drumming and grievance refers to this thing.

But this drum is not something that can be beat casually. It must be a murder case, or someone with a major case can beat it.

If you lose some money at home and play this drum, you will definitely be beaten by the yamen with a burning stick.

Lu Sen left Kaifeng Mansion and rushed to Tianbo Yang Mansion.

The gatekeeper was Uncle Qi. He was leaning against the door and chatting with people. His face was facing the outside. He happened to see Lu Sen approaching for the first time.

He immediately confessed to his friend, walked quickly to Lu Sen, clasped his fists and said, "Lu Xiaolang, long time no see, are you here to see my old lady or my little lady."

Although Uncle Qi was full of beards and looked honest and honest, there was a sense of ridicule in his words no matter how he heard them.

"I'm in a hurry here. I'm here to ask Mrs. Yang about something. Of course, if you are clear, Lao Qi can ask you directly." Lu Sen cupped his hands and said anxiously.

Seeing Lu Sen's urgent expression, Uncle Qi didn't have the heart to joke any more. He clasped his fists and said, "Just ask Lu Xiaolang if you have anything to do. If I can't be the master, I'll find the little lady."

"Who is in charge of the West Street of the Bianshui River?"

"Naturally it's Kaifeng Mansion."

"What I'm asking is, who is in charge in the dark!"

Uncle Qi was stunned for a moment, and then whispered: "That area is logically within the scope of the Di family, but now all the men of the Di family have gone to the southwest to fight the rebellion, and people from Wuyoudong will appear there from time to time. If there is anything, it is estimated that it is It was done by the people in Wuyoudong."

Worry-free cave!
Trouble, if the people from Wuyoudong really took Heizhu away, it would be of no use even as a reporter.

Because Kaifeng Mansion has swept the underground water channel three times in half a year, the effect is very small.

"Then Lao Qi, do you know who is the biggest in the city and can talk to the people in Wuyoudong?"

"There are quite a few." Lao Qi thought about it for a while, and said, "The three uncles of Guifan Building can do it, but they come and go without a trace, and it is difficult to find them. There is also one person, who can also let the people from Wuyoudong come forward. ."

"Who?"

"Nuanyu Pavilion's famous sister Zhao Xiangxiang."

Lu Sen frowned and asked, "Is this Zhao Xiangxiang a big man in Wuyoudong?"

After all, Wuyoudong trains many prostitutes to sell to brothels, so it is not surprising that some young ladies are somewhat related to Wuyoudong.

"No, she is from Liu Tuntian." Uncle Qi showed a sly smile that men would agree with: "But she is famous, and many people want to be her guest of honor, including a certain leader of Wuyoudong. Let go of the wind, and the leader of Wuyou Cave will come quietly."

(End of this chapter)