[Seven-Five] I Long Song

After receiving the light waves of death from everyone, Yang Chizhang blinked innocently, finally stopped this inhumane behavior of slaughtering dogs, and said very righteously: "In short, Guawa has finally lived up to me. I hope to find some clues about Princess Zhaoyang's disappearance that day."

He obviously had a proud face, but the words he said carried the meaning of "fair", which really made the people around him speechless.But now is not the time to complain, Mr. Bao hurriedly asked: "What did you find?"

Yang Chizhang took out a yellowed scroll from his sleeve, casually put the snacks and tea on the table elsewhere, and then slowly spread them out.

"Is this a blueprint?" Master Bao's eyes widened.The scroll clearly depicts a unique palace, from the layout to the landscape construction, and even the distribution of the surrounding guards and the shift time, it is almost everything.

"That's right." Yang Chizhang nodded, and then said: "This is the panorama of Princess Zhaoyang's palace. You can see that this palace is well-fortified, no less than the palace compound. Look here, here, and here ——" Yang Chizhang flicked his finger over the places marked with red dots on the drawing, "All the places that can be accessed are protected by the emperor's heavy soldiers and secret guards. If martial arts are inferior to me, they must be There is no one who can get out without disturbing anyone, especially since he has to bring along Princess Zhaoyang who can be called a burden. In this case, even I will struggle."

"Even if Zhao Wenxiu personally fights, the possibility is very small. Although I haven't really fought with him, but based on my many years of martial arts experience, he should be inferior to me in terms of martial arts."

Yang Chizhang really thinks that Zhao Wenxiu can't beat him, not to mention the unscientific nature of Datang martial arts, just say that there is still several years of age gap between them, his martial arts are not comparable to those who have their own game systems All of them are the result of his diligent martial arts practice regardless of the weather.

In terms of fighting, he, Yang Chizhang, is not only invincible among his peers, he is also considered a top figure.

I think back then when Li Huaishi's Erha was made suspicious of his life by him, the bastard Zhao Wenxiu was still drinking milk in the arms of Princess Zhaoyang!

I don't know why Yang Chizhang showed disdain for the world while he was talking, Gongsun Ce was also a little helpless, he always felt that he couldn't understand Chi Zhang's brain circuit more and more recently, could it be that he was older than Chi Zhang? I don't know what young people think now? !Gongsun Ce was inexplicably nervous, and decided to go out more often in the future instead of staying in the herb room all the time.

Of course, in the eyes of Gongsun Ce, this is called looking down on the world, but in the eyes of others, it is an inexplicable convulsion.From Master Bao's point of view, it was Yang Chizhang who suddenly lost his eyes when he was talking, and suddenly showed a smirk full of confidence and complacency.

Forget it, they are all from my own family, and their faces are so good-looking, so just bear with being a little silly once in a while.

Master Bao wiped his face helplessly, and kindly handed down the steps, while waking up the wandering mind: "So, you mean that Princess Zhaoyang was not kidnapped by Zhao Wenxiu?"

Yang Chizhang came back to his senses immediately, and smiled with embarrassment: "Yes, and no." Without waiting for others to ask, Yang Chizhang didn't hold back, just poured beans out of the bamboo tube, and said all at once: "Zhao Wenxiu really made me Princess Zhaoyang disappeared, but he did not really take Princess Zhaoyang away. As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place, and the palace is heavily guarded, so it is not easy to take someone away, so Zhao Wenxiu did not intend to take Zhaoyang away at all. Send Princess Yang to another place."

"You mean Princess Zhaoyang is still in the palace?!" Mr. Bao stood up abruptly, looking at Yang Chizhang's eyes were shining.

"I'm more than [-]% sure." Yang Chizhang didn't say enough after all, but the probability of [-]% is almost the same. "Gua Wa has already inquired. On the day Princess Zhaoyang disappeared, the guards were on shift and everything was normal, and no suspicious person was found in or out. It wasn't until the next morning that Princess Zhaoyang's personal maid called people to get up and found that the princess was gone. If The news is correct, it must be an acquaintance who committed the crime, Princess Zhaoyang must be hidden somewhere in the palace by him."

Bai Yutang ignored Yang Chizhang's look asking him to have a drink for himself, poured himself a cup of Mingqian Longjing, and said a little coldly: "Whether the news is true or not, we have to check it out anyway. Not much time wasted."

"That's right, what Yutang said makes sense. Anyway, it's still an investigation at the scene of the case, and he will definitely not startle the snake." Regarding Bai Yutang's proposal, Zhan Zhao was the first to agree.

Master Bao put his hands behind his back and kept pacing back and forth, finally making up his mind: "Zhan Zhao, take Wang Chao Mahan to the suburban palace to check carefully, don't miss any clues, if you can find the princess That's the best. Young Xia Bai troubles you to guard the Kaifeng mansion. If Zhao Wenxiu jumps over the wall in a hurry and kills Hua Xu to silence him, then we will all have done nothing. Gongsun, you can continue to study the Nine Prison Yellow Spring Grass and see if you can get rid of it. No antidote can be made."

"Yes, sir, don't worry!"

For a time, the entire Kaifeng Mansion was operating in an orderly manner, working together to overcome difficulties.

But why didn't Master Bao assign Yang Chizhang a task, because Yang Chizhang himself took on a task just now: to find a patient for Gongsun Ce who was poisoned by the Nine Prisons of Huangquan.This difficulty is even more difficult to achieve than what Mr. Bao said before.If you encounter a single person, you need luck; if you can find the hiding place of the monster, you need luck and strength.

Mr. Bao wished that Yang Chizhang would be lucky. These harmful monsters would count as one if they could be caught, or they would be killed if they couldn't be caught.Although these brutal actions were not from their heart, the blood stains on their hands will not be easily erased because of their innocence.

At this point, the soldiers were divided into four groups, Zhan Zhao carried the official seal of Kaifeng Prefecture and led the servants out of the city overnight; Gongsun Ce returned to the herb house and continued to devote himself to the flood of medical skills; It was Hua Xu who was here; and Yang Chizhang ran to the house he had spent hundreds of taels of silver to buy and then spent hundreds of taels of money to rebuild, intending to give a title to the disciple he had just recognized.

Yes, before I told Guawa anything, Yang Chizhang had already accepted him as an apprentice, and even decided on a new name.

Master Bao looked at the empty hall after everyone had dispersed, and then glanced at the night sky with a few stars shining outside, and said speechlessly, "Shouldn't we have dinner first?"

When Yang Chizhang returned to his own Yang Mansion, he was strange for a moment.

Huh?When was this wintersweet plant transplanted in the yard?Under the cold moonlight, it looks more elegant and refined, with a fragrant fragrance.

Also, in the open space in the yard, since when was there another stone table with a simple and elegant style?Moreover, a chessboard also made of stone was placed on it.

Well, the arrangement of the tables and stools seems to be similar to his arrangement in the courtyard of Kaifeng Mansion.

Yang Chizhang's mood was a little inexplicable. Could it be that Gua Wa missed the days of living with him so much?But he asked him before if he could live here and help him look at a house, but this kid immediately agreed very readily.

Guawa is practicing calligraphy in the study room. This kind of life without worrying about food and clothing is something he never dared to imagine before. To him, all this is like a dream now. He must hurry up and improve himself before he wakes up. ability, but not indulge in this beauty.

When practicing handwriting, I am most afraid of impetuousness. Guawa's heart feels bald, and the swipe under her hand immediately crooked.Just at this moment, light footsteps came from the yard.

Guawa's heart trembled, remembering that her elder brother had told him before that the house might be a bit unstable.Quietly grasping the small dagger that Yang Chizhang gave him for self-defense, before Guawa could hide under the bed, he felt a figure flash in front of him, and the big brother he had been thinking about appeared in front of him.

"Patta" the dagger in Guawa's hand fell to the ground in an instant, and then the kid cheered and hugged Yang Chizhang's waist, raised his head and his eyes sparkled: "Big brother, why are you here!"

Yang Chizhang picked up the kid who hadn't seen him for a few days and had gotten a lot heavier, and swung around in the air, hearing Guawa's loud laughter with satisfaction.

Two people, one big and one small, quarreled for a while before Yang Chizhang put Guawa down, and then his face became serious: "Guawa, I have something very important to tell you now."

Guawa was infected by Yang Chizhang's serious and upright expression, her immature face had a calmness that did not match her age, and her bright black eyes looked at Yang Chizhang trustingly.

Yang Chizhang smiled slightly, patted Gua Wa on the head with his big hand, squatted down and looked at Gua Wa at the same level, and said, "Gua Wa, would you like to be my personal apprentice?"

Guawa had thought a lot before this, maybe something went wrong in the previous investigation, and he needs to continue to follow up; maybe the big brother can no longer take him in here, after all, half a child, poor father, He eats a lot every day, his big brother spends all his necessities, food, housing and transportation, and he still needs to read and read...

But unexpectedly, Yang Chizhang actually said that he would accept a homeless and worthless little beggar as his disciple.

Being a teacher for one day and being a father for the rest of his life, Guawa's eyes instantly became wet.

He hurriedly lowered his head, not wanting Yang Chizhang to see his worthless appearance.

Suddenly, a clean white handkerchief without any embroidery covered his eyes, and then the gentle voice of the big brother rang in his ears: "Would you like it? Tell me if you like it."

Gua Wa didn't dare to speak, he was afraid that he would cry in embarrassment if he opened his mouth, so he could only nod desperately.

Therefore, what Gua Wa remembers most that night is his dizzy head, and the nasty but friendly expression of his big brother when he laughed at his red eyes like a rabbit.

No, I can no longer be called Big Brother, but Master!

Going crazy with joy, Guawa has no meaning for Yang Chizhang to give him a new name. Instead, he welcomes him very much. If he has the same surname as his master, it will sound more like father and son to outsiders, right?

Yang Lianzhu, this name sounds and looks so connotative and cultured, presumably his master hoped that he would be a person with a broad mind and perseverance like bamboo.

The innocent Guawa never thought that his new unscrupulous master just wanted to use his new name to implicitly express his love to his teacher.

The newly-baked master and apprentice go out to have a sumptuous dinner together, which can be regarded as a celebration.Yang Lianzhu looked at the yellow hairy crabs, fried to golden yellow croaker, braised shrimp with garlic, eight-treasure chicken, hibiscus pearl soup, rice balls made of fermented rice, yellow pea... his mouth was watering.

Although the master gave him enough money, but he was used to being poor before, and he wished to spend every penny in half, so how could he order so many dishes so extravagantly.But even so, Yang Chizhang still felt wronged by his little apprentice, thinking that when he joined Liu Ting's sect, his adoptive father said that it would be nice to be lively and lively, but he still invited guests to announce to the world that he was Yang Yifei After finding the heir, if Li Bai didn't stop him quickly, his stubborn adoptive father might invite a dragon and lion dance team to welcome all distinguished guests in front of the gate of Changge.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt sad for the little apprentice. Yang Chizhang took the initiative to grab a prawn for Yang Lianzhu, and then comforted him: "I have wronged you, the master has not yet become famous (like my adoptive father)." So I guess I invited, others I don't know either.

Yang Lianzhu put the peeled crab meat on a clean plate next to him, and then pushed it to Yang Chizhang. He was about to let his master eat it, when he suddenly heard such a melancholy sentence from his master, he suddenly looked confused.

It doesn't matter if you are famous or dissatisfied with the world, no one treats me better than you except Grandpa.

At a young age, Yang Lianzhu had been brewing words to comfort his master in his heart for a long time, and finally managed to organize his words. Just as he was about to say something, he turned his head and saw that his master was eating crabs without looking up.

Yang Lianzhu: "..."

However, his master still looked at him seriously: "Don't be in a daze while eating."

Okay, okay, you are dad, what do you say.

Yang Lianzhu picked up another crab and peeled it off, with a bright smile on his small face.

After the meal, both the master and the apprentice were full, so they walked slowly on the way home while chatting in a low voice while digesting food. At this time, the moon was already in the middle of the sky.

The lively Kaifeng Night Market used to be a bit deserted because of one after another murders. If it wasn't for the people who lived in dire straits, they would have gone home early, so there were only dots of candles flickering in the cold night wind.

Yang Chizhang casually bought two steaming roasted sweet potatoes, stuffed one into Yang Lianzhu's hand, and said, "You can't eat any more after eating, so you should hold it in your hand and cover your hands first."

How can a hot sweet potato have the effect of covering your hands, and it is true that you don't burn your hands red, so Yang Lianzhu is like a juggler, with his left hand shaking to his right hand, and his right hand shaking to his left hand. Amused.

Yang Chizhang couldn't hide his smile, and when he thought of his age, he suddenly became ill-intentioned: "Lianzhu, do you know what you have to learn to be my disciple?"

Yang Lianzhu thought for a while, and said honestly: "Martial arts."

"This is just a part of it." Yang Chizhang shook the sweet potato in his hand, and the freshly baked sweet potato in his hand was the same as after it had been cooled: "Although my Changgemen is from a family of martial arts, my disciples are good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Let’s say you are proficient in everything, but at least you are proficient in two or three things.”

There are only four kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Is there really a difference between being proficient in two or three and being proficient in everything? ? ?

Yang Lianzhu never knew that he would have to face such a big challenge in his life. God knows that he just started reading the Three Character Classic recently, and he just knew how to write his own name!

Immediately, he couldn't even shake the sweet potato, and just stared blankly at Yang Chizhang, his mouth opened wide.

However, Yang Chizhang wanted to add fuel to the flames: "Let's not talk about playing the piano. The weapon of my Changge sect is the guqin. Only when you can play the piano can you learn martial arts. Master, I don't have high requirements. As for chess, I will let you win with the third son." Even if you pass the test. For books, you can pass the exam. For painting, I won’t mention this one. Last time I saw the snowman and mouse you made on the snow, I knew that this aspect cannot be forced.”

Don't mention it, you still have to say, and the last time I drew a tiger, there is a big "king" on the top of the head!

The more Yang Lianzhu heard it, the more sad he felt that he might be kicked out by his master soon because rotten wood can't be carved.

"Hahahahahahaha" Yang Chizhang burst out laughing, pinching Yang Lianzhu's little face while laughing: "Children are so fun to play with!"

"Stupid boy, master, I'm just teasing you. Except for guqin, you can learn anything else as you like." Anyway, there is no need for a new master of the sect here, let's follow the child's heart.

Yang Lianzhu seemed to be getting to know Yang Chizhang again. He never thought that his master would cheat people all over again. It's really...too amazing!He believed it all just now!I thought that what he would meet next would be a hellish life of learning.

Very good, a new idiot fan is freshly released, this kind of applause is sold to help count the money, visually a 24 filial good apprentice is going online.

The cheerful voice spread far and wide in the middle of the night, and both master and apprentice were in a good mood.

However, at the corner, Yang Lianzhu, who was bouncing in front of him, couldn't brake in time and bumped into a man who was still wearing a bamboo hat in the dark.

"Little hairy boy, you don't have eyes when you walk." The man's voice was deliberately lowered, as if he didn't want people to hear his original voice, but there was a faint roar like a beast.

Yang Chizhang felt that something was wrong with this man, so he quickly pulled Yang Lianzhu behind him, his heart aroused.This man should be physically stronger. He didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of internal force from him, but he felt that this man was dangerous for no reason.

However, this man didn't want to be entangled anymore, he glared at them through the tulle of the bamboo hat, then turned and left.

Just at this moment, a gust of night wind blows, allowing Yang Chizhang to see clearly the pair of red eyes under the veil, and the scarlet blood that has not been wiped clean at the corners of his mouth.

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6000 words have been deleted from 1000 characters, and I will make up for it tomorrow!

PS. Thanks to the little angel who is a national treasure in the world for feeding mines and watering nutrient solution, my heart is bigger than a fried chicken! !Thanks to the killing boss at the end of the century for feeding mines, and shaking hands with my classmates~~~