I was Idle and Cool Chapter 51: The routine is coming

Lu Jinxi went out, took Qingque with him, and was going to meet Yin Liuer.

Of course the egret stayed in the mansion, gearing up for a good meal for the He family.

The carriage was ready, and they got into the carriage and headed for the outer city.

Qing Que squatted down and poured tea for Lu Jinxi, and said softly: "The slave has already informed Yin Liuer. The Hanmo Xuan he is going to go to today was bought from someone a while ago. It is in the outer city, surrounded by This area is a place where literati and scholars gather, and there are many people who go to buy and sell, so it is generally not suspicious."

"He bought it?"

Before in the mansion, Lu Jinxi only explained Qingque's work, but was not clear about the details.

Now I'm a little surprised to hear Qing Que say it.

Listening to this description, Han Moxuan should also be famous.

Yin Liu'er is just like a gangster. Where did the money come from to buy Hanmo Xuan?

Qing Que knew that it was not long ago, and her voice was still low: "This Yin Liu'er, the slave does not know how to describe it, only heard from people in the market that he is a famous broker in the capital. Anyone who has something to do, find him, and most of them can help you find the right person."

Broker?

This Lu Jinxi knows a thing or two.

Anyone who can be a broker, in modern parlance, has a wide network of contacts, and he can make a profit from it by making use of the relationship between his top and bottom.

In a sense, similar to "intermediary".

However, this Yin Liu'er was actually a well-known broker in the capital, which was somewhat unexpected to Lu Jinxi. This kind of person is generally black and white.

With a smile on her lips, she suddenly laughed: "How did you get on with him in the first place?"

"To tell you the truth, he used to be a slave and maid from his hometown. Later, when he came to the capital, the slave and maid also helped him two points. But later, the others disappeared."

Speaking of this, Qing Que frowned slightly.

"When he appeared, he was already a gangster, and he knew some of the three religions and nine streams. The last time you asked to do something, the servants could only think of him."

It's no wonder that Blue Sparrow can be trusted.

The kindness of sending charcoal in the snow, and being a fellow countryman, is naturally better than looking for it outside.

Lu Jinxi originally wanted to make fun of whether Qing Que had anything to do with him, but seeing Qing Que's calm face, it really didn't seem like she had a head and tail with this Yin Liu'er, so she dismissed the idea.

She leaned in the carriage, watching the wind blowing the curtains, revealing the scenery that was passing by quickly outside, and didn't speak.

She doesn't care about He Shi's life or death for the time being.

As for Sister Lang's matter, it has been agreed with Sister Li, and we will resolve it together tonight when we greet you.

At that point, I'll be able to sort out the things I'm doing, and I can think about doing something else.

Lu Jinxi had a very clear plan in her heart.

Because she hadn't slept too long yesterday, she closed her eyes and rested in the car now.

About half an hour later, the carriage went around several long roads in the inner city and finally reached the boundary of the outer city.

The surrounding voices suddenly became louder.

In the street market, people come and go, bustling, bargaining, shouting and selling... all kinds, and so on, filling the entire outer city noisy.

After a certain street, the voice gradually changed.

Originally, the voices of those who sold food and drink and even dog skin plasters were reduced. The occasional voices were also "Look at this, the authentic work of Dong Zhihang", "the best pine smoke ink" and so on.

Presumably, we have arrived at the place where the literati live together.

Every three years in the capital, there are students who take the exam, and most of them live in this area. Over time, it has become a gathering place for the more ordinary literati in the capital.

Not to mention, today is the most exciting time for the imperial examinations.

After walking for a short while, the driver shouted: "Second grandma, it's here."

Qing Que hurriedly stepped forward, lifted the curtain, and helped Lu Jinxi out.

Hanmoxuan is a two-story building with some scale.

The three shops facing the street are opened up, and the decoration is quite elegant. Even the door leaves are painted with a few green bamboos, which are indeed worthy of the three words "Han Mo".

Lu Jinxi got out of the car and looked at it, and found that it was still early, and the location of Hanmoxuan was a bit remote, so it wasn't lively yet.

Few people move around inside and outside the door.

And of course no one noticed the carriage parked in front.

Qing Que went to explain that the driver drove the horse to the side, and then came up to Lu Jinxi and said, "It's inside, it's hard to talk downstairs, and I'm afraid that there will be too many people coming. Although there are few people at this time, you can be prepared. Please go upstairs."

This is safe.

Of course Lu Jinxi had no objection, nodded, and then stepped up the low steps in front of him and entered the gate of the Hanmo Xuan.

There are many antique frames in the shop, and there are some painting jars on the ground with some scrolls rolled up. On the surrounding walls, there are a lot of calligraphy and paintings, and the ink is new on the left and old on the right.

A few girls in spring shirts are holding dusters and cleaning the surrounding bogu racks.

A few guys moved the painting cylinder on the ground, as if to adjust the position.

One staircase, located on the far left of the lobby.

Qing Que waved her hand and led the way.

Lu Jinxi went up the stairs, and before she could reach the last level, a loud voice came from a corner upstairs: "Yinzi, hurry up and get someone to move it, this **** has been moldy for so long. What? It's a waste of Lao Tzu's money!"

"Yes yes yes!"

A guy downstairs heard the voice and hurriedly agreed.

Lu Jinxi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, but he stepped on it steadily.

The upstairs layout is slightly different from the downstairs.

On both sides of the stairs, like the downstairs, there are a lot of paintings and calligraphy hanging, but at the same time, they also have to face the four rooms, which are basically facing the street. The doors are open, and you can vaguely see the more delicate furnishings inside.

The voice just now came from one of the rooms.

Looking at the prestige, Lu Jinxi saw that in the room to the east of Hanmoxuan, a young man wearing a brown round neck robe with rich and noble patterns threw some poems and prose on the table to the ground, swearing in his mouth .

"I'm really **** moldy, how can I buy such a bad shop! Calling you a motherfucker..."

This is actually scolding myself.

After thinking for a while, Lu Jin guessed the identity of the other party, and then turned to look at Qingque's expression, already a little frightened and trembling.

"Madam, he, he, this..."

"I know."

Market habit, it's okay.

It's not that Lu Jinxi hasn't seen someone more rude than this, and it's not her who is being scolded.

"Let's go and have a look."

Speaking, she turned and walked towards the east house.

That Yin Liu'er was still smashing things outside, her clothes were wrinkled, and a cheesy gold silk belt was tied around her waist.

"My grandmother told you earlier that I will treat you with honored guests, and I asked you to clean up and clean up like this! I have delayed my major affairs, and be careful that I will cut you off!"

The swearing never stops.

It was quiet downstairs and around, and no one seemed to dare to talk back.

"Whoa!"

Another book of poems that had been stained with ink, thrown out of the house by him.

"Why is there such a broken book? What is it written? I can't read it clearly! Why don't you hurry-"

"Clap."

The poetry collection landed, and Yin Liu'er's voice stopped abruptly.

He was throwing the book, but he turned his head unintentionally, and saw a figure outside the door, ah no, how do you say those words of the sour scholars?

Raider? Qianying?

Hey, whatever the **** you say, it's good-looking anyway.

I was rummaging through boxes and cabinets and throwing things, but seeing Lu Jinxi at the door, Yin Liu'er was dumbfounded.

He is at most twenty-five or sixteen years old.

The forehead is broad, the eyebrows are thick, and the eyebrows are well-shaped, like the vast distant mountains, and the eyes are philistine and shrewd. Tasteful looks.

But if you look closely at the facial features, you will feel that this person is very ordinary.

"Are you Yin Liu'er?"

Lu Jinxi has long been immune to the gazes of others.

She glanced at the already stupid young man, then swept away the mess on the ground, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Listen to Qingque, you want to see me."

Yin Liu'er immediately recovered.

Under Lu Jinxi's gaze, he even felt agitated, inexplicably having a feeling that "this woman doesn't seem to be shallow".

Beijing city is the world, at the foot of the emperor.

It's hard to say it's hard.

Yin Liu'er is a scumbag. When he first came to the capital, he was considered poor, but now he is a famous broker. In Xia Jiuliu, regardless of whether it is clean or dirty, he can always introduce people to others who need to do things.

So, over time, life is getting better.

But the more I see the life of the people below, the more I yearn for the life of the people above.

From a gangster background, I can't even figure out the household registration.

This broker is a lifetime broker.

But Yin Liu'er is not willing to be under others.

The reappearance of the blue sparrow makes him feel that he has seized a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and maybe there is an opportunity to jump out of the current level and make a fortune.

But now that the Lord is here, he somehow feels that he may not be able to please this woman.

Thinking of this, Yin Liu'er's eyelids jumped, as if it were a different person.

The swear words that were all over his mouth before are gone. He looks respectful, bows and salutes. Although there are some differences, he is still very disciplined.

"The general's wife is here, and the youngest is welcome. The youngest is Yin Liu'er. You can take it seriously. Just call the youngest 'liu'er."

Six children?

She knew that everyone else would call her "Liu Ye" or "Liu Ye".

Lu Jinxi felt that this person was a little interesting.

She smiled and leaned over to pick up the poetry collection that had just fallen in front of her: "You're being polite. During this period of time, I've been working for you to help out, so I should thank you."

"Small dare not."

Yin Liu'er didn't dare to stop her when she saw her picking up the book, but the current situation was a little embarrassing.

"It's all my fault that the little ones didn't think carefully. This Han Moxuan has only been set up not long ago, and they didn't clean up when they asked them to disturb you. Madam, you are a daughter of gold, and the little ones must not be negligent. Local, I will serve you tea to make amends..."

Lu Jinxi didn't mind, so she walked in and said, "No need, this place is fine. I don't plan to stay for a long time. You don't have to be nervous for three or two sentences."

Don't be nervous?

Yin Liu'er really can't relax.

He has had a lot of contact with the Three Religions and Nine Classes, and he has seen some capable ones. But it was the first time he had met such a lady of the first class, the legendary lady of the great general, who was officially sealed by the imperial court.

This is a noble person who lives in the inner city of the capital, not for a small role like him.

Although she had sent a letter to Song Zhiyan for this lady, Yin Liuer didn't think it was anything at all. The conduct of the general's wife had nothing to do with him.

He wanted to catch up with Lu Jinxi, and of course he was interested in her identity and the energy she might represent behind her.

Seeing Lu Jinxi coming in, she even said she didn't mind, but Yin Liu'er couldn't suggest changing the place.

A screen separates the inside and outside of the house.

There are a lot of calligraphy and paintings on the wall, a collection of poems on a round table, and a bookcase not far from the window. There are brushes, ink, paper and inkstone. It should be a place for people to write and draw.

In the corner, there is a large open box, and the scrolls inside are a little damp.

Presumably, this is the reason why Yin Liuer yelled at him just now.

Lu Jinxi glanced at it, then threw the poetry collection in his hand, and walked along the edge of the Bogu shelf to the bookcase by the window.

Yin Liu'er followed a few steps and glanced at Qingque next to her.

Qing Que did not speak.

Yin Liu'er then bowed and said: "A while ago, it was a small accident. I was going to disguise a family letter and send it when Lord Song left the palace, but then Princess Yongning's car passed by. That The guard who drove the car also saw at a glance that there was something wrong with Xiao Xiao, took Xiao Xiao, and found your letter."

A bodyguard driving a car?

In Lu Jinxi's mind, the person who helped Princess Yongning get off the bus appeared.

"This matter has been resolved. Although you have handled inappropriately, you are fortunate to make up for it. In the end, you were lucky and did not make a big mistake, so you don't have to tell me anything to apologize to me. I will call you later. I sent another letter, how is it?"

Yin Liu'er only felt that Lu Jinxi in front of her was very inscrutable.

The identity of Princess Yongning, after breaking through this incident, Lu Jinxi was safe and sound, and sent him a letter afterwards, asking him to hand it over to Song Zhiyan.

I'm still asking about...

Yin Liu'er didn't dare to ask more about the things in other people's houses.

He thought for a moment, considered his words, and then replied: "Sir Song is the same as usual, but he was a little nervous when he received the letter. I don't know if he was happy or scared. In the next few days, no reply was sent. Tianxiao was trying to find out, but I heard people say that he appeared in the brothel a few times, and he didn't do anything else, just drink, like... Hey, Xiaoxiao is not very clear anyway."

Although he has a lot of sources, Song Zhiyan has a lesson learned from Princess Yongning's side, so he didn't dare to ask too blatantly.

Anyway, Qingque said at the time that this was the last letter, so it would be serious if he didn't ask.

Lu Jinxi sighed when she heard this.

Just drinking, what else could it be?

Yin Liu'er didn't finish her words, but it was no different from finishing her words.

Song Zhiyan, Song Boxian.

It was originally a bad relationship, but in the end it was just sad people on both sides...

She didn't know what to say, but she could only say that arranged marriages killed people.

There is an inkstone in the shape of auspicious clouds and water droplets on the desk, which looks delicate and cute.

Lu Jinxi picked it up and put a few drops on the inkstone on the other side. There was no ups and downs in his voice: "This matter is over in the future, you just rot it in your stomach. Let's talk about your business. Qing Que said you were a little anxious, as if it was because the Falcon Camp was recruiting new recruits?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Yin Liu'er was shocked.

But a heart also rose up and down.

He tried his best, this has been waiting for half a year, and he didn't have much hope at first, but he wanted to try.

But until a few days ago, he heard about the incident on Changshun Street.

The soldiers all over the street knelt down for a woman, which shows how important her identity is. And the person who took the lead was not someone else. It happened to be Liu Jin, the commander of the Nine Sects of the infantry army, and the person who personally supervised the matter...

Therefore, the hope in Yin Liu'er's heart suddenly increased.

But this is actually quite tricky.

He looked at Lu Jinxi calmly, only to see her snow-white fingers, which seemed to be bored, and had almost drained the water in the inkstone.

The ink was put aside, she picked it up again, and slowly inked twice.

"Why didn't you say it?"

Lu Jinxi didn't hear the sound for a long time, so she couldn't help but look back, a little strange.

Yin Liu'er seemed hesitant.

After Lu Jinxi urged him, he seemed to be very embarrassed and very hard to say: "Mrs. Hui's words, many people have entered the Falcon Camp now, and the quota is almost full now. also want to go in..."

"It's not difficult."

As Lu Jinxi guessed at the beginning, it should be that Yin Liuer wanted to go to the Falcon Camp, but there was no way.

"But I can't guarantee that I can send you in. I can write a letter of recommendation for you later, and you should take it to Mr. Liu, and it should be fine."

The words say so...

Actually, it's not that simple.

Yin Liu'er couldn't see Lu Jinxi's face, so she could only be a little cautious and added: "But...the small one doesn't have a usable household registration."

“…”

Lu Jinxi's hand rubbing ink suddenly stopped.

It's the blue bird beside her, who can't help but be surprised: "You're not..."

They are from the same town, how could Yin Liu'er have no household registration?

Lu Jinxi couldn't help raising his eyebrows, looking at Yin Liu'er's eyes, and suddenly became a little exploratory, and there was a faint feeling of seeing a cunning person.

What is "no household registration available"?

Available.

This means a lot.

To join the military, one needs to register the household registration.

The inspection of the major battalions of the infantry was even stricter. Who knows the origin of those who do not have household registration? So it is never necessary.

This Yin Liu'er doesn't have a usable household registration.

Lu Jinxi couldn't help laughing, half-jokingly: "Are you committing a crime, or murder and arson?"

Yin Liu'er didn't dare to speak.

The smile on Lu Jinxi's face faded a bit, and he asked again, "Then ask a direct question, have you ever committed **** or rape?"

Yin Liu'er finally raised her head slowly, and her eyes met Lu Jinxi's.

"You don't have to answer, or you can trick me, and I'll help you as usual. But you'd better keep it secret, otherwise I'll have the ability to solve the household registration problem for you and help you enter the Falcon Camp. The way to get you back from the army in real form."

Lu Jinxi's words were not very polite.

Yin Liu'er heard it.

He stared at Lu Jinxi for a long time, his eyes flashed brightly, and he shook his head to assure: "I haven't done anything about adultery and kidnapping, so please rest assured."

Of course Lu Jinxi doesn't know if this is true or not.

But she'll find someone to testify later.

"You said no, and I believed it. But, have you decided to go to the Falcon Camp? There are big men over there, and there are very few people with a physique like yours that can make a difference. What's more, there is no war between the DPRK and China now..."

Daxia negotiated peace with the Huns.

Not long after, the envoys of the Xiongnu will come to Beijing, and the front line heard that they have passed the Hanshan Pass.

Of course Yin Liu'er knows this.

If there is no war, there is no way to quickly make achievements and gain status and official position. There will be no such thing as Xue Kuang, who has been awarded a general in three or five years and has reached a level that others have not been able to achieve in thirty or fifty years. .

War, of course, is a field of swordsmen, but it is also a field of vanity.

"Madam is very worried, and Yin Liu'er also knows that with her physique, if she goes to the battlefield, the possibility of making achievements is very small. But as you said, it is not a troubled time..."

"Small has no ability, but has an ambition."

"It tells me that today's generals are officials. In the courtroom, where is it not better than border gates?"

When Yin Liu'er talked about this, he felt a bit wise.

Lu Jinxi couldn't help looking at him.

Yin Liu'er put on a very marketable smile, like a gangster on the street, and continued with a sullen face: "Look, people like this little one just hang out everywhere, come into contact with all kinds of people. Isn't this kind of person very talented in this ever-changing environment? What if he is picked up by a young man and becomes a high-ranking official?"

In case...

This ambition is really not small.

But she really likes it!

Lu Jinxi looked at him and couldn't help but explore a little more, or...

Assessment.

It's like estimating whether a piece of goods is worth the price.

"You are very confident in yourself. You must know that there is no airtight wall in the world. Although your household registration problem can be solved, will you not be turned over by others in the future?"

"This..." Yin Liu'er sneered, "The little one really didn't think that far. If you are unlucky, that's what happens after you become a high official. Now that you see the little one, how can you be qualified for these things? Worried?"

That's the trouble of the high-ranking people.

It's a "sweet" annoyance.

Lu Jinxi didn't expect him to be so open-minded, or a bachelor.

Those things are so well thought through.

"I'm drunk today, I'm drunk tomorrow, worry about tomorrow..." She read aloud, then walked around to the back of the bookcase and picked up a pen, "It's fine if you know what you have in mind, then I'll write a recommendation for you. Letter - eh?"

Before the words had completely landed, the ending sound suddenly rose a little.

Yin Liu'er was stunned for a while, a little strange, and looked up: I saw Lu Jinxi, who was about to write before, suddenly looked out the window as if he had seen something.

This bookcase is placed not far from the window, which is open to the street outside.

Stand in front of the window and see the entire street.

Although Lu Jinxi was behind the desk, when he looked up, he could still see Xiao Ban.

A tall and straight figure, at some point, came from a distance.

So familiar.

Isn't that the old grass?

Lu Jinxi raised her eyebrows slightly, and felt a little subtle in her heart. She turned her eyes, glanced around, and finally landed on the lake pen she was holding on to...

What a coincidence.

I'm sorry if I don't do any routines.

She smiled inexplicably, turned the pen with her finger, and looked down at the street again.

Gu Juefei changed his outfit today, but it was still navy blue, but the white cloud-crane pattern on the collar, button and cuffs added a sense of elegance to him.

Only when the crane cloak pressed down did it make people feel that it was sinking again.

Yesterday, he was meeting guests in Fuzhong, and he didn't expect it would be so coincidental. Several gentlemen from Time School were coming.

Xue Kuang's son, Xue Chi, didn't they teach him?

Therefore, Gu Juefei treated them warmly.

During the banquet, he revealed the news that he would break the fast and accept students together with several great scholars. It's not that Gu Juefei thinks highly of himself, but people outside look at him a lot, so this news will spread all over the capital soon.

People from the General's Mansion, of course, will know.

Lu Jinxi will know too.

The name pops up again.

The subtle feeling in Gu Juefei's heart came out densely again. He raised his hand and lightly touched his eyebrows, but he couldn't drive those thoughts out of his mind.

Meng Ji came back from a gift yesterday, and the look in his eyes was not right.

He said the gift was given, but no one saw it. So Gu Juefei had no way of knowing whether Lu Jinxi understood it or not.

Of course, Meng Ji also said that he saw Liu Jin and Fang Shaoxing at the General's Mansion.

In the case of the DPRK and China, they did not go to Princess Xie Yongning, but went to the General's Mansion, which is really unreasonable.

I just don't know who is involved here...

Gu Juefei squinted slightly, but was not in a hurry.

No matter who is involved, this good show has just begun...

He walked unhurriedly.

Today, I'm going to worship the old Ji, who is also a great Confucian scholar.

For him, this kind of thing about the opening of the school fast is the "urn" of "Please enter the urn", but to others, it is a top priority.

Elder Ji and him are friends with each other. If you forget about him, you will not know how many times you will be read back.

Gu Juefei thought about it, and the fingers between his eyebrows fell, naturally behind him. His tall figure and straight back made him look more and more relaxed.

The two-part smile on the lips deepened slightly because of something.

So, it's three points.

Not too dark or too light, just right.

Gu Juefei's footsteps were gentle, and as soon as he turned his direction, he walked from this side of the street to the other side of the street. Next to the street are Babaozhai, Qinlou, Hanmoxuan...

The place where Ji Lao lives is still ahead.

He recalled the road he had traveled in the past, walked past Babaozhai, passed the Qinlou, and soon reached the west of Hanmoxuan, and then passed the gate...

But just as he walked down the street and walked to the far east of Hanmoxuan, there was an exclamation above his head: "Oops!"

This voice...

Sounds familiar?

Gu Juefei couldn't help but stop.

With a tube of the lake pen, at this very moment, I fell from the sky, and by chance I landed on his left shoulder!

The end of the pen dipped in ink slid down his robe.

"Brush!"

A black ink blot was immediately pulled out, and a line was drawn on him, smearing the snow-white cloud and crane pattern.

"Clap."

The tube of lake pen eventually rolled from his cuff and landed not far from his feet.

A scent of calligraphy and ink emanated from the ink marks left on the body.

Gu Juefei frowned slightly, stared at the tube of lake pen for a while, looked at the ink stains that fell all over the floor, and the ink stains between his fingers, then slowly raised his head and looked upwards go.

It was obviously Hanmoxuan's private room facing the street, with the windows on the street side open.

When he looked up, a bright and beautiful face also happened to appear in the window——

A pair of eyes with a coldness and indifference that do not eat fireworks. Looking down, they seem to be a little surprised; the sandalwood lips are slightly opened, and it seems to make a stunned sound; The earrings, hanging on her snow-white earlobes, are shaking gently, it seems that she is standing by the window...

His eyes turned on Gu Juefei, and then fell on the pen in his hand. Lu Jinxi's surprised expression quickly turned into a little embarrassed and apologetic.

Seeing her turn around, Gu Juefei seemed to whisper something to someone.

Soon, a twenty-five or six-year-old youth ran out from the gate of Hanmo Xuan. It was Yin Liu'er.

With a ghostly expression on his face, he only bowed to Gu Juefei: "Eldest Young Master Gu, little Yin Liuer. I'm really sorry, the general's wife just picked up the pen upstairs, unexpectedly. My hand slipped, and I dropped this pen and stained your clothes. If you don't mind, please come in. The little one will find you and change your clothes, and I will also pour a basin of water to clean your hands..."

“…”

At this time, Gu Juefei had picked up the tube of lake pen and did not speak for a while.

Is he not suitable for wearing clean clothes these days?

But Lu Jinxi...

Looking up again, Lu Jinxi by the window has disappeared.

Gu Juefei's slender fingers are attached to this messy lake pen, and the light in his eyes changes, like a cloud shadow for a while, and a mist for a while...

Are you related?

He was still thinking that he would have a chance to get close to her again when he received Xue Chi after the school break.

Now...

There is no reason to refuse at all.

Gu Juefei's lips slowly curled into a graceful smile, and only said: "If that's the case, then you'll have to work."

The corner of Yin Liu'er's mouth twitched, unable to describe her inner feeling.

In my mind, there is only the image that keeps flashing back and forth: the lady of the general upstairs, with a calm body, a calm face, and even a happy smile on her lips, just planting the pen in her hand. down...

Surprise? apology?

Hehe.

I believe in your evil!