"A guard who can fight?"

Luo Shixin received a bit of a strange news from Zheng Liwan. Chang'an is not far from Xingyang. One is in the capital and the other is near the accompanying capital Luoyang. It can be said that it is at the feet of the emperor. There are not many people who dare to commit blatant crimes at the feet of the emperor.

He didn't know that the Zheng family had become prosperous because of him, but he also paid attention to it. He knew that the Zheng family had been operating recently. Not only did he move into the grand villa, but he also hired many servants and servants. With the current strength of the Zheng family, he should be safe. There is no need to ask him for a guard, and he also added the three words "can be typed".

This made Luo Shi feel confident: was she going to Xingyang to fight, or was she doing something?

He thought about it and called Mo Hu'er, and then selected twenty brave men from the personal guards he directly under the Guards, and asked them to follow him to Xingyang.

In fact, in terms of guards, Kratos is the best candidate, and one person is enough to be hundreds of people. But he is honest and cute, and his intestines are as straight as an airport, and he doesn't know how to adapt. Now he still can't tell what jokes are and what truth is.

This happened not long ago. Luo Shixin was working in the official residence of the Right Guard, and he also asked Kratos to tell him some things. While the two were talking, there were suddenly barking from behind, interrupting Luo Shixin's words.

People have a little bit of intermittent forgetting. Luo Shixin interrupted this and forgot what he wanted to say for a moment. He couldn't help but mutter: "Damn beast, if you call me again, you will secretly slaughter you and make soup."

As a result, the other party shouted rudely.

Luo Shixin said casually at that time, "Whoever has nothing to do when he is full will be serious about a dog."

But Kratos was serious. He secretly killed the big yellow dog behind him when there was no one, and then brought it to Luo Shixin.

The official residence of the Right Guard is located on the right side of the Imperial City, and the right Guard is the official residence of the Right Guard. The General of the Right Guard is the eldest princess of Pingyang, who is also the Sikong, the Grand Governor of Youzhou, and the Shangzhu Kingdom.

Although the big yellow dog was not raised by Pingyang, he stayed in the Right Guard's official residence for five years and was the treasure of the General of the Right Guard. Because the General of the Right Guard died unexpectedly, the big yellow dog was the object of longing for the soldiers in the army. Pingyang always respected it very much. Although it was a dog, it was a symbol.

As a result, Kratos killed him...

At first, Luo Shixin didn't think there was any problem, thinking that since he was dead, he would just stew it and call Mo Huer and Su Dingfang and others, the old yellow dog of six or seven years old. The taste was still good.

As a result, before the implementation was implemented, the soldiers of the Right Guard came to the door and asked if they had seen the big yellow dog.

Luo Shixin was careful and said he didn't see it. He found out the meaning of the big yellow dog with indirect striking. He couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning. If this spreads, it might lead to a conflict between the Right Guard and the Right Guard soldiers.

He decisively issued a ban behind his back, and no longer wanted to eat it, so he buried the big yellow dog behind his back.

After this incident, Luo Shixin couldn't help but secretly rejoice. Fortunately, he said "secretly" at that time, otherwise it would be dangerous...

Kratosborn is a person who regards killing and death as a common occurrence. As long as he has a command, no matter whether there is reason or morality, he will kill anyone he wants to kill, and he will not frown at all. People who are not familiar with him will not be able to use him well.

Luo Shixin had to settle for the second best choice here. Mo Hu'er was quick-witted and good at observing words and expressions. He could help Zheng Liwan with help when something happened, and his kung fu was not weak. Recently, he learned several moves from him and Kratos, and became a good player. It was more than enough to protect Zheng Liwan and bully ordinary people.

"Don't worry!" Mo Hu'er heard that the general's wife who asked him to protect the future, without saying a word, patted her chest and promised, "As long as I, Mo Hu'er, still breathe, I will never let my wife suffer any harm."

The next day, Mo Hu'er and twenty capable cavalry rushed to Zheng's mansion and reported to Zheng Liwan.

Looking at more than 20 capable cavalrymen, when I saw Luo Shixin sending all his confidant Mo Hu'er over, I felt a little moved in my heart, and I became more determined by the purpose of this trip.

There was a general guard of the Central Army, and twenty well-equipped cavalry, plus more than ten guards of the Zheng family, and a guard regiment of nearly thirty people. They had certain confidence in walking in troubled times, not to mention the peaceful world where the emperor was at the feet of the emperor.

There was no danger along the way. Except for God's lack of beauty, it started to rain heavily and delayed for half a day, Zheng Liwan arrived in Xingyang smoothly.

Xingyang has been a political important place in history since ancient times: it is located in the east of Honggou and the Huai River, the Si River, the north of Mang Mountain, the south of Suo River, the west of Songshan, the west of Hulao Pass, the west of Luoyang and Chang'an. In the past, when the Chu-Han and the Han Dynasty fought each other, Xiang Yu and Liu Bang launched a fierce battle around Xingyang.

The Zheng family in Xingyang is the dominant family, and most of the neighbors in the villages and neighbors follow the Zheng family. The words of the old Mr. Zheng are more effective here than the local prefect. Or even, the prefect of Xingyang is the father-in-law of the Zheng family and the descendants of the Zheng family.

When Zheng Liwan entered Xingyang, someone immediately came to greet him.

"Is it my cousin of the Zheng family? I am Zheng Changyu, a little white housekeeper. My father Zheng Zeng and Lingzun were welcomed by the old lady Zheng." Zheng Changyu sat high on a white foal, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, wearing a blue scribe uniform, and was still moving in the wind and rain, looking gentle and elegant.

Zheng Liwan opened the bead curtain on the carriage and nodded, "Cousin is so polite. Take the lead quickly. It's windy and rainy, don't catch a cold."

Zheng Liwan also has a certain understanding of the Zheng family.

The six houses of the Zheng family are the largest in the small white house. Over the years, many talents emerged. From the Northern Wei Dynasty, there were as many as five people in the Xiaobai House. The Zheng family has always ruled the various houses with the small white house. Old Mrs. Zheng is the elder of the Xiaobai House. Zheng Changyu has been very talented since childhood and has always been regarded as the first young person by the Zheng family.

When Zheng Changyu saw Zheng Liwan's face showing her bead curtain, he couldn't help but secretly praised: "The beauty is so beautiful and her reputation is worthy."

He nodded and said, "Please follow me, the old lady has been waiting for a long time."

Zheng Changyu took the lead in leading the way to the Zheng Family Ancestral Hall in the center of the city.

This building with a scale exceeds that of local government offices. The Zheng Family Temple has existed for 800 years. It enshrines the spiritual positions of every generation in the Zheng family genealogy, including the earliest existence in the family genealogy of the Zheng Kingdom in the Spring and Autumn Period. As long as the Zheng family is not expelled from the list because of a great mistake, even if they are unknown throughout their lives, their ranking after death will appear in the ancestral hall.

As the most noble existence of the Zheng family, Old Lady Zheng lives in this ancestral hall and worships day and night. Any major matters that require Old Lady Zheng to come forward are basically discussed in the ancestral hall, and even the ancestors also calculate them together to show their respect for the ancestors of the family.

Zheng Liwan opened the small oil umbrella and trotted into the ancestral hall.

The main hall was filled with fragrance, and nearly a thousand ranks were hung at the front of the main hall. Of course, not all the Zheng family members. Only officials of the Zheng family who have made great contributions to the Zheng family, have a certain reputation, or are above the third rank can be qualified to enjoy the worship of future generations in the main hall of the ancestral hall.

The other descendants were all in the side hall of the Zheng family, which was actually a side hall for people to worship. There were as many as ten sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial

First, I sing incense and bowed.

Only then did Zheng Liwan meet the helmsman of the Zheng family in the side hall, the old lady Zheng who is already eighty years old.

Old Mrs. Zheng was wearing a clean Confucian uniform, with her hair and beard half black and half white, and she did not look old. There were tea sets in front of him, and there were various tea leaves around him, as well as clear water in bamboo tubes.

"It's a girl from the Zheng family. As the rumor is, she is naturally beautiful, can she cook tea?"

Zheng Liwan smiled and said, "I have learned it for March." As she said that, she walked lightly to the old lady Zheng, sat down in front of the tea set in an elegant manner, and then poured out all the boiled water.

Tea ceremony, pay attention to tea leaves and water. Only when the water is good can the tea smell fragrant, just like red flowers and green leaves. If the green leaves match, what is the difference between flowers and bright colors?

No matter how good the water is, it will become old if it is cooked too much. Old water cannot match new tea.

I put new water, added new carbon, placed the purple clay teapot on the water stove, and then chose Junshan Silver Needle among the many tea leaves.

At this time, there is no tea making, only tea making.

Zheng Liwan grind the tea cake made of Junshan silver needle into tea powder and used a basket to screen out tea particles of moderate thickness.

After doing all this, the teapot made a whistle sound.

As soon as it boiled, it sounded slightly, and some salt was added.

Boil the second, and then put the tea powder in a pot and steam it.

The extreme of the two boils has not arrived, pick up the teapot and stay away from the fire.

Zheng Liwan brewed tea like flowing water, and her every move was indescribable and beautiful, and it was natural.

The water in the teapot was poured onto the tea bowl, and the yellow tea water circled in the bowl, emitting the unique fragrance of Junshan Silver Needle.

Old Mrs. Zheng exclaimed: "This doesn't seem like learning the craftsmanship for March."

Zheng Liwan nodded and said, "To be precise, March is less than 86 days."

Old Mrs. Zheng asked, "Why don't you continue to learn?"

"I was ignorant when I was young and thought that learning would be too simple... When I grew up, I felt that tea ceremony was like piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. It had great knowledge and worth studying for a lifetime. I only learned one out of ten thousand at the beginning." Zheng Liwan was a little ashamed because she learned too easily, so she underestimated all kinds of skills worth studying for a lifetime. She was unwilling to learn, so she was now in a state of great excellence and scattered manner.

"It's really rare..." Old Lady Zheng smiled and said, "I have a disciple who has been learning tea with me for ten years, but it's not as good as you. If you persist, I'm afraid I will be inferior to you. Don't try your own careful results?"

Zheng Liwan shook her head and smiled, "This is carefully cooked for the old lady, I don't need it!"

"Why is this?" Old Mrs. Zheng was puzzled.

Zheng Liwan whispered: "Because Junshan Silver Needle relieves the breath and makes fire, I won't get angry later, so naturally I don't need it."
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