scout story

That night, Zhan Qingyun had a dream.

In the dream, he became a gentleman who wrote letters for others, in the south of the Yangtze River.

The stall is placed at the entrance of the alley, with a tea house on the left and a powder shop on the right.He held the pen, and while he was writing what the visitors said about his parents, he listened to the storyteller in the teahouse knocking on the wooden board, saying that several major events had happened in the Jianghu recently.

What happened?

It is said that a large number of officials and bankers in Luzhou were robbed, which shocked the capital; some said that the famous martial arts family changed hands, and the whole faction was in an uproar;

Zhan Qingyun listened to it, his expression remained calm.He wrote a letter to the end, dipped the ink twice, continued, "Mother is all well, don't read it, son", then put down the pen, and handed the letter to the octogenarian in front of him.

The old man thanked him repeatedly, and after thanking him, he walked away tremblingly.

Zhan Qingyun sat still, not long after, he spread his hands, and there was a ball of paper lying on the palm of his hand.

It has been raining for the past two days, and it is disturbing.

There was no business, so Zhan Qingyun picked up a copy of Romance of the Three Kingdoms to read.Just when he saw "The song is wrong, Zhou Lang Gu", someone knocked on the table, Zhan Qingyun raised his head, and saw someone standing in front of him holding a 64-joint purple bamboo umbrella. Asked him: "Sir, are you recruiting?"

Zhan Qingyun closed the book and asked, "Why should I hire people for such a small stall?"

The man smiled and said, "At least I can take over for Mr. when he is tired."

He put away the umbrella and burrowed under the canopy of the letter stand, and he didn't care much about the rain dripping down the top of his boots from the tip of the umbrella.Before Zhan Qingyun could speak, he continued to laugh and said, "I'm at Baiyan."

Zhan Qingyun lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.The teahouse is still noisy, and you can vaguely hear "Besides, Chinchilla Baiyutang, who has a good appearance, can be described as 'bright as a jade tree before the wind' in Du Zimei's poem..."

The rain turned from small to heavy, and pedestrians on the road looked hurried.

The cry of selling umbrellas came from not far away.

After a long time, Zhan Qingyun stood up and said, "Zhan Qingyun."

"If you want to stay, then stay."

Bai Yan smiled, and happily said, "The boss will take care of you", and then stood in front of the stall with his umbrella open.Zhan Qingyun turned his face to the side, and the umbrella was painted with scorching peach blossoms.

The two stayed together for half a month and gradually became acquainted.

Bai Yan no longer calls Zhan Qingyun short and long, but calls at will. Today is Qingyun, and tomorrow he will become Lao Zhan on a whim.

Not only did Zhan Qingyun not refute, but occasionally he responded with a few sentences.Bai Yan became even more energetic, holding the newly bought Langhao pen, humming a ditty.

His handwriting is very different from Zhan Qingyun's style.Zhan Qingyun's unconventional style is strong and powerful, while Bai Yan seems to be used to being undisciplined, his handwriting is like his own, and his strokes are easy to fly.

He wrote love letters for others, and after writing "When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win, and there are countless people in the world", he handed over the stall to Zhan Qingyun, and went to the mother-in-law who sold tea by himself and asked for a bowl of bayberry juice.

When he returned with the bowl in his hand, Bai Yan saw Zhan Qingyun surrounded by a group of girls who came from the powder shop.It's strange to say that Zhan Qingyun doesn't like to talk or laugh, but there are more and more girls around him every day.

The girl said nine sentences, and he replied one sentence, out of etiquette.But today's girls eat this set, Big Brother Zhan yelled, saying that he was illiterate, so he asked Big Brother Zhan to write to her, "I only hope that your heart is like mine, and I will definitely live up to your love."

Bai Yan leaned against the wall of the teahouse to watch the excitement.

It was late spring and the weather was getting hotter. Bai Yan drank two sips of red bayberry juice and squinted his eyes happily.He didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and occasionally a familiar girl passed by, and he said in a drawn out tone, "Hey, it's Zhan Qingyun who is writing a letter right now." With a handkerchief, I went to look for her elder brother Zhan.

Bai Yan just stood there and laughed.Watching Zhan Qingyun write love poems one after another, the more daring ones handed over handkerchiefs, but Zhan Qingyun declined politely.Perhaps Bai Yan's gloating was too obvious, Zhan Qingyun raised his eyes and looked over, and met Bai Yan's gaze across the crowd.

Inexplicably, Bai Yan felt that something was wrong.

Next, he heard a conversation between Zhan Qingyun and a girl in a yellow shirt.

"Brother Zhan, you said you already have a sweetheart, but which girl is it?"

Zhan Qingyun didn't reply, but stared fixedly at Bai Yan.

Everyone followed Zhan Qingyun's gaze.

Someone stammered and asked, "Yes, is it him?"

Zhan Qingyun smiled.His expression was extremely gentle, and he said slowly: "It's him."

"Ahem——" Bai Yan, who was drinking the last sip of bayberry juice, almost choked to death on the spot.He choked for a while, and when he realized what Zhan Qingyun said, he hurriedly grabbed the bowl and walked to the tea stand, as if fleeing.

Zhan Qingyun rolled his eyes, this time he smiled sincerely.

After a while, the astigmatism disappeared.Zhan Qingyun took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, on which was written: Chinchilla is no longer suspected.

The suspect arrived here about three days later.

At the corner, Bai Yan took a note from the pigeon's leg, and the note said, at most five days.

Since it is a dream, it is naturally clear and hazy.

After that, the pictures are very blurred and intermittent. For a while, it is the peach blossoms on Baiyan's umbrella, blooming in the rain;There have been a few more rains here, and the sadness is lingering, and the babbling ditty of Wu Nong's soft language in the teahouse is a unique flavor of Jiangnan.

Three days passed in a flash in the dream, and the picture gradually changed from blurred to clear.

The letter stand was overturned to the ground, Zhan Qingyun pulled out the sword hidden in the painting scroll, tipped his toes, jumped onto the roof, and pointed at the person who came.That man's skill was not bad, and when he saw the trick, click click, the tiles on the roof rang.All the way back, he suddenly noticed something strange behind him, swung his sword to block it, bang bang bang bang bang, looking back, it was Bai Yan who pulled out the soft sword from his waist.

Bai Yan raised an eyebrow at Zhan Qingyun, and said provocatively: "Yu Mao, do you want to make a bet to see who catches the first?"

Zhan Qingyun smiled back: "Okay."

After saying that, he pulled a sword flower behind his back and stabbed at the target.The man dodged it shortly, and then kicked on the tree next to the house. Using his strength, he jumped off the roof and hid in the alley.Seeing this, Zhan and Bai performed lightness kung fu and followed closely behind.

The two chased all the way, but the man finally lost his strength and was at a disadvantage.Seeing that someone was about to be caught, something happened suddenly.

A wedding party passed by the street, the man flew to the side of the sedan chair and hijacked the bride.

Everyone stood in place, not daring to act rashly.

But none of them included Bai Yan, or Bai Yutang.

His swordsmanship has always been weird and changeable, the sword moves first before the person moves.

He slashed open the sedan chair with his sword, and the blade of the sword turned and landed on the man's arm. The man hurriedly used the bride to block it, but it happened to Bai Yan's will.Bai Yan stepped forward to catch the bride, and at the other end, Zhan Qingyun had already subdued her to the ground.

People from the government came and went, Zhan Qingyun and Bai Yan walked side by side on the street.

"you lose."

"So, what does Master Yumao want me to do?"

"Will you bet and admit defeat?"

"nature."

"Then..." Zhan Qingyun turned his face to look at Bai Yan, imitating Bai Yan's previous appearance, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I think the bride's wedding dress is pretty good, why don't you try it on?"

The dream came to an abrupt end.

Zhan Qingyun opened his eyes and said in a low voice: "Bai Yan, Bai Yutang, Jinmaoshu."