the enlightener says

"So, you pretended to be the person Gongshu sent to silence, and then chased down the steward named Wuzhu, scaring him so much that he didn't dare to go back to Gongshu's house, and then asked Wuzhu's friend to stop Gongshu's carriage. So that this Wuzhu can connect with Gongshucha?" Qin Ke sat at the table and couldn't help laughing.

"Gongshucha's manager, did you bribe him?"

Bai Qi shook his head and said with a smile: "There is no need to buy off. Speaking of it, this Mr. Gao is really a powerful person. He concealed his identity in private and clarified the interests and interests of the granary with the steward of the Gongshucha. The steward is indeed a loyal one. Yes, at first he didn't take Mr. Gao's words seriously, but the appearance of Wu Zhu just proved that Mr. Gao's words were true, and after he thought about it more, he could naturally analyze how to do it to get the greatest benefit for Gongshucha. It is estimated that at this moment, he is already discussing with Gongshucha about his second move."

Qin Ke smiled wryly and said: "Last night, Lao Gao Mingming was on the point, but he just started to get drunk. Otherwise, you wouldn't need to send me a special message."

"I'm afraid not necessarily." Bai Qi said: "I'm afraid Mr. Gao didn't intend to tell you from the beginning."

Qin Ke was taken aback for a moment, he also knew Gao Yishui's elusive temperament, as long as he intervened in everything, he had to wait until the matter was over before revealing to others how much role he played in this incident. It is very important, and then he will continue to add oil and vinegar, and describe things in a hype, just to show that he is a smart person with "unparalleled wisdom", which is completely different from a fool like Qin Ke and a fool like Abu exist.

Qin Ke laughed for a while, and then laughed at himself: "I thought I could help, but I didn't expect you to push the matter to such an extent without even telling me, which made me feel a bit useless..."

Bai Qi said: "Brother Qin, what are you talking about? Mr. Gao said, you can stay at Gongshu's house, this is the biggest effect."

"It sounds... I don't seem to be useless." Qin Ke said helplessly.

"At least to me, brother Qin is doing a good thing now."

"Good thing?" Qin Ke looked at Bai Qi strangely.

Bai Qi nodded lightly: "Of course it's a good thing. I'm a Mohist. Although I don't involve in government affairs and only walk around the world, if I encounter those corrupt officials, I will take action to eliminate evil. Gongshu focuses on what he does, and it's small." It is said to be a scandal of the public loser, but if it is bigger, it will undoubtedly cut off the livelihood of the refugees outside Jinzhou City..."

"To tell you the truth, the first moment I knew about this, I couldn't help but break into Gongshu's courtyard and kill him quickly. However, since Mr. There must be his own retribution. Now, you and Ms. Yinxue open a warehouse to release food, and the gate of Jinzhou city is reopened, and those refugees finally don’t have to suffer from hunger, how is this not a good thing?"

He solemnly cupped his hands and said: "I am in vain, I should thank you for your kindness and righteousness on behalf of these refugees."

Qin Ke's scalp was numb by what he said, and he frowned and waved his hands and said, "Don't...how did you start talking about it? I'm just following Gongshu Yinxue, and I'm just a guard. Where did you come from? , not to mention...you know my motive for coming to the public loser, it's not pure at all."

"In this world, how can there be so many saints. Although Brother Qin has plans for the public loser, Brother Qin is definitely not the kind of selfish person who would ignore the suffering of the people, right?"

"Where, I think you are a saint, Brother Bai. We came all the way to Jinzhou, and you gave away all your money and dry food to those refugees. You only ate steamed buns and drank cold water. When you met those who were sick, you would think of a way out." Feel their pulse, go to the valley to collect herbs..."

Bai Qi shook his head, thinking of the deaths of his juniors, he felt a little more sad, he said bitterly: "Justice for the people is the creed that we Mohists have always upheld. My master, in the country of Chen, sneaked into the palace alone. Inside, I went to assassinate the violent and warlike king, but failed and was arrested, and was tortured in public. My senior brother, in Jingguo, beheaded a mighty general among thousands of troops, but he himself failed to break through. I died with a hundred arrows in my body. Compared with them, what am I? I only hate this world, which is no longer what we Mohists respond to all calls. , before entering the warehouse, seven or eight out of ten will be expropriated. There are countless things about rich and powerful country gentry, domineering in the countryside, and oppressing the people. Even if I have this martial arts, so what? Can I still be an enemy of the world? "

Of course not.Qin Ke didn't even need to think about it, he already had the answer in his heart.

The world is vast and full of vicissitudes, with lofty mountains piercing into the sky, and countless monsters and raptors in the mountains; there is a vast ocean with no end, where dragon fish chase and jump out of the water, and the water splashes can splash thousands of waves.

He met Zhuge Wanling, and understood that a person like him might be able to respond to everyone, raise a flag in the troubled times, build a southern country, compete with the heroes, and protect the safety of the people of one side, but even so, he faced The greed of the officials below can only be turned a blind eye.

How many people in this world can be as powerful as him?Most of the common people in the world, all living beings, can only muddle through and accept it.

He recalled the scene when he was a child, and thought of how he looked in brocade clothes and robes now, and he felt mixed feelings for a moment.

"Let's not talk about this." Bai Qi saw that Qin Ke was in a depressed mood, opened his voice and laughed, and said, "Actually, I came here to bring you a word."

"What?" Qin Ke looked up at him suspiciously.

"The news has spread from the public losers this morning. You and Miss Yinxue are going to get married in three days, aren't you?" Bai Qi straightened his body, showing a rare look of a village chattering old man.

"Oh...so that's what happened." Qin Ke suddenly said in a dull voice, "Yes. Yinxue also said that it will be three days later."

Bai Qi said: "Okay, if there is any change at that time, you can ask someone to find me again at any time. With my identity as a Mohist and my relationship with you, it is no problem for me to go in and out of the public loser. Mr. Gao asked me to give it to you this time." Take a word."

"On the day you get married, remember to bring your sword." Bai Qi looked at him calmly.

Chapter 377 The Porridge Shed

Bai Qi said this sentence without haste, as if to let Qin Ke hear it as clearly as possible.

"With a sword?" Qin Ke turned his head and looked at the Bodhisattva sword he had put on the table, feeling a little dazed for a moment. Since it was a marriage, the sword is a murder weapon, so it shouldn't be worn by his side, right?But Gao Yishui must have his reasons for saying this.

He hesitated and asked, "Why?"

Bai Qi shook his head and said: "I can only help to pass on the news. As for what Mr. Gao is planning, I actually don't know."

He blinked and joked, "Maybe for Mr. Gao, I'm not enough for him to trust him completely?"

Qin Ke quickly shook his head and said, "How could it be! With Brother Bai's character, he has no reason not to trust you. It's just that Lao Gao always likes to pretend to be mysterious, and it's all stinky problems. Don't worry about it."

"Of course not." Bai Qi laughed, "I said it casually, but there is no other meaning."

He stood up, held his black long sword, and said: "The words have been brought, and I don't want to stay for a long time. The situation along the Mohist border is unknown. I have to get in touch with other Mohists as soon as possible. Jinzhou's defense must be established as soon as possible." It may be perfect, after all, it is the first line of defense of our Mo family, and we will have to resist a fierce battle in the future."

Just as he was speaking, footsteps sounded outside the courtyard, and a man in servant clothes came in, lowered his head and said humbly: "Mr. Bai, Master asked me to invite you to come over."

Previously, Bai Qi visited Gong Shuren as a Mohist. The first time they met, the two chatted for a long time. Gong Shuren was worried about the defense of Jinzhou, and Mohist was good at defending the city. Now Bai Qi can be regarded as Gongshuren Now that you are a regular customer, you can freely enter and leave the public loser and you will not attract attention.

Qin Ke sent Bai Qi away, turned around and went to the front hall, sat at a table with Gongshu Yinxue who had already woken up and washed up, and had a meal. After the meal, both of them went out and got into the carriage again.

The whip cracked, and the coachman shouted and started to gallop on the street with the carriage. Gongshu Yinxue was still reading a book in the carriage, and Qin Ke helped her open the curtains to let the sunlight in.

"Still going to check the warehouse today?" Qin Ke looked at Gongshu Yinxue's serious frown, and chuckled.

"Don't go now." Gongshu Yinxue said: "I arranged for Ma Liu to do the warehouse inspection. Looking at the reaction of the third uncle yesterday, it is estimated that he has already started to fill in those holes. The rest is just Ma Liu can handle the confusion in the accounting records."

"Then where are we going?" The carriage drove steadily, and Qin Ke's ears gradually heard the noisy voices in the market.

Gongshu Yinxue lowered his head and continued to read the slips: "Go and see the porridge shed, the city gate was opened yesterday, and I don't know how the people who entered the city are now..."

The porridge shed was set up near the gate of the city, and the porridge had been distributed for a while. Because of the opening of the official storehouse, Gong Shuren made a decision that in addition to two meals of rice porridge a day, each adult could also receive two extra meals of rice porridge. a steamed bun.

When the carriage of Qin Ke and Gongshu Yinxue stopped not far from the porridge shed, the common people were holding complete or broken bowls in their hands, and there was a long line, like a thousand-legged centipede. Moving forward slowly.

Now it’s in ordinary people’s homes, it’s almost time for lunch, but the people in front of the porridge shed need to take their bowls to the big pot one by one to get rice porridge and steamed buns, and the porridge shed There are only two people in total busy, and the speed is naturally not guaranteed.

The public loser's carriage has a luxurious appearance, and the two horses in front of it are also carefully selected tall horses, which quickly attracted the attention of everyone, but the common people don't care much about the people sitting in the carriage. For what reason, they licked the pottery bowls without a single grain of rice, only thinking that the queue could move forward a little bit more.

But they found that the thin servant who gave the porridge to the public loser put down the big spoon in his hand at this moment, and the fat man who distributed the steamed buns followed behind, and the two trotted towards the carriage. The civilian at the forefront gritted his teeth and wanted to reach out to hold the big spoon in the pot, but was hit by the serious officer with a scabbard on the wrist and let out a cry of pain.

Seeing such a situation, Qin Ke couldn't help but wanted to scold him, but Gongshu Yinxue reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, and shook his head at him, which made him restrain himself.

"Miss." The tall and thin middle-aged man looked at Gongshu Yinxue, slightly agitated.

Originally, Gongshuren handed over the management of the porridge shed to Gongshu Yinxue, and then she took people out to adjust the grain, and then let Gongshu take care of it.

Under Gong Shujiu's hands, all the officials in charge of the granary were well fed by him, but those who worked in the porridge shed, the hardest and most tired ones, had little oil and water, and they didn't worry about scarcity but unevenness. Early in the morning, he was looking forward to Gongshu Yinxue's return and continue to manage things.

In their minds, Gongshu Yinxue is at least a person who cares about his subordinates, is approachable and does not put on airs, and although there is nothing to be gained from doing things under her, it is not likely to be harshly criticized when there is nothing wrong with her. If you do it decently, you can often get some rewards.

Gongshu Yinxue also recognized this famous family member. In fact, she had a very good memory since she was very young, and could remember everyone who had spoken to her. No one will forget or confuse.

She nodded and asked, "Song Liang, why are you and Zhang Guang here? What about the others?"

Gongshu Yinxue took another look at the line that was still not far outside the city gate, frowned and said, "When will this score end?"

"Miss, we got up to make porridge and steamed buns in the middle of the day, but this... I'm afraid it will take another hour." Song Liang looked sad, "Now there are only me and Lao Zhang in the porridge shed. There were two more. One got burnt two days ago, and the other went to eat after changing shifts. Sigh. I also mentioned this manpower to the third master before, but the third master didn't take it seriously. Relatives come in to dawdle. I am wronged, there are several porridge sheds in the southeast, north, south, and north, which one is not busy from morning to night, where can I dawdle?"

Gongshu Yinxue knew that this was another mess left by Gongshujiu. When she was in charge, there were four people in the porridge shed, but now there are many times more refugees than before. Unexpectedly, Gongshujiu didn't let this matter go. In his heart, otherwise, with his status in the family, it would not be a matter of saying a few servants to help him.

"Is it the same situation in the other porridge sheds?" Gongshu Yinxue asked.

"The ones in the south of the city are better, the ones in the north of the city are probably the same, and the ones in the west of the city are even more chaotic than ours. A few days ago, the people made troubles and almost smashed the porridge shed." Song Liang frowned: "But that's because of the daily porridge. It’s too watery, it tastes like water when you drink it, that’s why there are accidents, now the porridge is thick white rice porridge, and it’s served with white flour steamed buns, no one complains anymore.”

Gongshu Yinxue waved her hand, and asked the people behind to record the situation Song Liang reflected in the file. Then she glanced at the long queue, read the expressions of expectation and anxiety on many people's faces, and hurriedly told Song Liang Liang and Zhang Guang ordered: "You two go to work first, don't delay the porridge."

As she said that, she turned her head and said to the two servants who came with her, "You guys, go buy a few more pots and help them temporarily today."

"Yes." The two servants bowed their heads and agreed.

"Hey! Thank you, Miss, for your compassion." Song Liang was overjoyed in his heart, thinking that once Gongshu Yinxue came back, the situation would really be different, and immediately his chest felt more energetic.

The servants were doing their own thing, Song Liang held the big spoon again, Zhang Guang beside him also seemed full of confidence, the ranks of the common people wriggled again, and the noise among the crowd gradually subsided.

Gongshu Yinxue turned her head and was about to talk to Qin Ke, but a moderate cracking and scolding sound attracted her attention.

I saw a scrawny child, wearing ragged and dirty clothes whose color was almost unrecognizable, squatting on the ground and covering his head. In front of the child, there was a broken earthenware bowl with rice porridge spilled on it. The ground is breathing hot breath.

"Your eyes are white? Young master, you can't see me at my age? Look at my clothes." The one who yelled at the child was a nobleman dressed in splendid clothes, who looked very expensive, It's just that the nobleman's standing is a little unsteady, and his face is still reddish from a hangover.

"Crying! Why are you crying!" Your son's footsteps were vain, and he reached out and hit the child on the head again.

A corner of his brocade clothes was slightly stained with rice porridge, because the clothes were made of dark satin, so it looked a bit conspicuous.And the few people standing beside him could tell that they were also from rich families, and they all started to laugh at him wantonly by drinking, probably saying that son, you are suffering from bad luck, so hurry up and spit on this child , so that bad luck or something...

Hearing this, the young master's eyes became more severe, he leaned forward and kicked the child, and the curse became louder.

Qin Ke frowned. In broad daylight, several people are really too much. It's just a child, but at the age of six or seven, he is as thin as a stray kitten. This noble son is so drunk that he can't even stand upright. It's not safe, or did he bump into someone else's child first...

And he looked sideways, wanting to ask Gongshu Yinxue if he should go up to help, but found that her eyes were complicated, so he asked a little strangely: "What's wrong? You... know him?"

Gongshu Yinxue sneered, and said: "It's not just me, I'm afraid there will be no one in Jinzhou who doesn't recognize him, but you probably haven't seen him... This is the precious son of my third uncle's family, his name is Gongshu Yin Cheng, my peers."

"So it's still my family." Qin Ke smiled wryly, and there was a little hesitation in the steps he was about to take.

"It's just that no matter who he is, even if he's drunk, it's not right for a child." Seeing that Gongshu Yincheng was about to raise his leg to kick the child who had fallen to the ground and couldn't get up, he finally restrained himself a little. Can't stop.

But Qin Ke still stood there without moving.

It wasn't because he was inconvenient to intervene because of Gongshu Yinxue's face, but at this moment, the situation over there changed, and a thin figure rushed out from the street, standing upright in front of Gongshu Yincheng, blocking He got off the instep where he wanted to kick hard.

It turned out to be an old face, both Qin Ke and Gongshu Yinxue were slightly taken aback.

"This, isn't this Chu Gou?"

Chapter 378 The Cultivation of "Apprentice"

On the day he first arrived in Jinzhou, Qin Ke parted ways with Chu Gou just as he said.

Chu Gou saw that Qin Ke had made up his mind, so he didn't stalk him, but he was homeless now, and these days in Jinzhou were muddled, like an erratic lonely ghost.

However, the Chu Gou that Qin Ke sees now is much more energetic than the dejected look when they parted that day, probably because of his courage through practice, and now he dares to face injustice and stand up.

"Hey! You're going too far!" Chu Gou was still carrying the knife he found from the corpse of the caravan, humming in his nose: "Look at you scaring other children! You look like a dog in all your clothes What, why are you so small?"

Gongshu Yincheng has always been unscrupulous in Jinzhou, but this time he met Chu Gou, who was so stunned, who did he think he was?

The drunken Gongshu Yincheng was blown by the cold wind, and suddenly his head was a little sober. When he saw Chu Gou's very ordinary-looking clothes and that strange, childish face, he couldn't help laughing. The voice was sharp and full of sarcasm.

"Hey, is this trying to be a hero to save the beauty?" Gongshu Yincheng glanced down at the child's face on the ground, and said with a contemptuous smile: "It's just that this beauty is a little too small, I guess it can only be your son's wife. ...However, seeing how poor you are, whether you can afford it is still a problem. Are you on the wrong road? Begging is over there, see, a rotten shack, boiling feces and urine, just for you This kind of person eats and drinks!"

As Gongshu Yincheng said, he cast a glance at the friends beside him, and they looked at each other and burst out laughing.

Chu Gou stood where he was, looking at the child who got up silently and curled up into a ball. He didn't look like a girl at all. What Gongshu Yincheng said was really hurtful, but the child was obviously frightened to the extreme at this time, and he could only shake his body. Trembling, he buried his head between his legs and sobbed weakly.

He took off his coat and put it on the child. Although he was not from the Mo family, and the Tang and Mo families had always been at odds with each other, the disputes between the great powers had nothing to do with such a young child.

Seeing that Chu Gou was silent, Gong Shuyin walked up to him with provocative eyes: "What? Not convinced?"

Chu Gou looked at Gongshu Yincheng, but suddenly let go of his clenched fist, and his expression relaxed, and he said with a smile: "I am convinced, how dare I not be convinced? The reason why I didn't speak was really because of the little People are too lowly, not worthy to talk to such a noble person as the young master."

When Gongshu Yincheng heard this, he opened his mouth and wanted to sneer a little more, but Chu Gou continued, "But what did you say just now? There was excrement and urine boiled in the shack? Then what was poured on you...was also excrement and urine?"

He suddenly lowered his head and pretended to be nauseous, while talking to himself, but the voice was just enough for everyone to hear: "No wonder the young master is so angry, ouch, it stinks."

Gongshu Yinxue covered her mouth slightly, and whispered to Qin Ke: "My cousin is not a good-natured person, if we fight later, will you help?"

There seemed to be a quarrel over there, but Gongshu Yincheng obviously did not have the upper hand, Chu Gou said three sentences, and he tried his best to reply.

Qin Ke smiled wryly, in fact Chu Gou himself was a naughty man, he could scold that naughty proprietress for a long time in the inn, and he was even an expert in stealing, raping and slipping. Wanting to compete with him in terms of tongue is simply asking for humiliation.

Gongshu Yincheng had blue veins on his forehead, finally he couldn't laugh, and said sharply: "Stinky boy! I think you don't want to live anymore!"

Chu Gou crossed his arms and put on a frightened look of a little girl, with an expression of no fear on his face: "Oh, it's so scary, my lord, you scared me..."

When Gongshu Yincheng heard this, he was already furious, and the alcohol continued to ferment in his mind. He clenched his fists and walked towards Chu Gou step by step.

Chu Gou was still on the spot, and he could tell that Gongshu Yincheng was about to attack, but his expression was calm, and there was even a smile at the corner of his mouth. With his legs sinking slightly, he was ready to attack violently at any time. In his mind, a nobleman like Gongshu Yincheng is probably a weakling, and he is an idiot. He is confident that he can beat eight of them by himself.

But it was when Gongshu Yincheng swung his fist that he felt something was wrong. Gongshu Yincheng's fist was filled with swift airflow. punch.

"Practitioner?" Chu Gou cursed secretly in his heart. He didn't expect things to unfold in such a way. Who would have thought that this person with a bad complexion, a sloppy walk, and a shaking look seemed to be completely hollowed out by wine. Man, is he also a practitioner?

Chu Gou's reaction speed was very fast. Before the fist hit his face, he turned slightly sideways, then raised his hand, and swiped vigorously at the fist.

This is the move in the secret booklet of the prefect's son. On the way to Jinzhou, Qin Ke first learned it by himself, and then taught it to him, and he worked very hard, so under this move, Gongshu Yincheng's fist immediately went down. The side was left aside, leaving nothing.

The corners of his mouth curled up, showing a bit of complacency: "A cultivator is amazing? Who isn't?"

His movements were no slower than Gongshu Yincheng's, and his strength was comparable. Immediately after he jumped back, he turned around and raised his foot, hitting the somewhat surprised Gongshu Yincheng in the chest.

After a muffled snort, Gongshu Yincheng took a few steps back, but his blood was already surging, such a kick would not hurt him.

So the two fought, you came and went, punched and kicked, and for a while they were evenly matched.

Qin Ke, who was standing not far away, was slightly surprised, and said to Gong Shu Yinxue in a daze, "This... we have only been separated for a few days? How come he is already in the first level?"

That's right, although Gongshu Yincheng is a dude, no matter how dude he is, no matter how ignorant he is, as long as he is talented, under the guidance of a famous teacher, it is not difficult to embark on the road of cultivation. Gongshu Yincheng is already the first level of realm practitioners.

But Chu Gou's ability to draw with him at least proves that he is no longer the timid, incompetent boy who would pee his pants under the butcher's knife, but a practitioner who can fight Gongshu Yincheng head-on.

Gongshu Yinxue was also a little surprised. When she met Chu Gou, she was just a half-baked practitioner who hadn't started yet. During the time she came to Jinzhou, it should be thankful that she could develop a little qi and blood. How could he be like this? The one who achieved the first realm in a short period of time?

The fight between the two practitioners naturally attracted many people to watch, some of them were refugees with broken bowls, drinking porridge and eating steamed buns, while commenting on the fight between the two.Most of the local people in Jinzhou knew Gongshu Yincheng. They knew that the son of the third master Gongshu was used to being domineering. Today, he met someone who dared to challenge him. It was really interesting.