After many seniors reviewed the final draft, they copied dozens of copies by each person. Zhao Xingde naturally took it as a practice of calligraphy. The calligraphy he practiced was more generous, thin, hard and sharp, and each word was square and rigorous, with sparse and bright rhyme, and smooth and smooth. He originally promised Li Ruoxu to take him out to reveal the post. That day, the paste, brushes, baskets and other items were prepared, so he hid a thick stack of posts in his arms and left the Li Mansion. He ordered a decoction of some soup and tea medicine at the agreed Zhang Qijiajiajiajiao Shop. While eating, he waited for Li Ruoxu to find an excuse to come out to meet.

Unexpectedly, Li Ruoxu had not arrived for a long time, but another uninvited guest arrived.

Li Ruoxue wore a lacquered gauze and covered her clouds with her hair. She was wearing a scholar and her body was covered with silk ribbons. She was floating in her waist and had a big sleeve. From a distance, she looked like a handsome scholar with a calm expression and free manners. She obviously did not look back and dressed up as a man on the street. Seeing Zhao Xingde ordering tea, she said angrily: "The chef in the mansion obviously tastes good, but she just wants to eat in a small shop outside." After saying that, she sat opposite Zhao Xingde and greeted: "Brother, papaya round eye juice."

Her face is beautiful and her mouth is gentle. No one can make mistakes. Dr. Cha, who was serving next to her, looked at her with a strange expression. Zhao Xingde coughed and whispered: "This shop has ginger honey lychee paste. It is the most refreshing and relieves the heat during the summer season."

"Is that right?" Li Ruoxue thought for a moment before saying, "Then let's get lychee paste."

After Dr. Tea left, Zhao Xingde leaned forward and asked in a low voice: "Why are you here, where is Ruoxu?"

"He was punished to raid "Mencius" at home. He was sneaky early in the morning. What are you good at seeing?" Li Ruoxue also lowered his voice. Zhao Xingde leaned forward so close that she was quite unaccustomed. Her pretty face turned slightly red and her eyes looked into the distance. After a moment, Fang Si came back to his senses and bit his lips, "I came out today just to see how Li Shishi was so charming that the two stinky guys, one big and one small, were sneaking around like thieves."

Zhao Xingde was stunned and then realized that he was embarrassed. At this time, Dr. Tea came up and respectfully placed the ginger honey lychee paste in front of Li Ruoxue, and said like a tongue twister: "After a ride on the red dust, the concubine laughs, this thing is called lychee paste. First simmer the round eyes and add delicious food, you need to be careful when swallowing your tongue. Half copy the freshly fried white sesame seeds, the fragrance fills the cheeks with a good taste. Please use it slowly, and your longevity will last forever and be healthy."

This is called "Praise Soup", which is the basic skill of Dr. Tea to please guests, and they all have different skills. He heard that he praised an ordinary bowl of lychee paste to the heavens, Zhao Xingde smiled without realizing it. Taking advantage of the atmosphere, he explained the matter of asking Li Ruoxue to post the post clearly. He also secretly showed Li Ruoxue the basket, paste, and the post in his arms.

"Imagine that there is no reason in the world to take these things to visit brothels." Zhao Xingde spread his hands and said.

"Whether you bring these without them? Do you know very well?"

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It is very unwise to argue with a talented woman. She can find out even a slight flaw in your words by subconsciously. After Zhao Xingde realized this, he closed his mouth immediately.

Li Ruoxue stared at Zhao Xingde's innocent face, and felt a little wronged, and whispered: "Then what are your relationships with Li Shishi from Gonglou?"

Zhao Xingde was a little calmer, and at this time he had to die with fellow Taoists. It is important to stabilize his backyard first, so he explained the relationship between Chen Dong and Li Shishi, and said quite casually: "My brother Chen and I have a moral relationship, like brothers of flesh and blood. As the saying goes, friends and wives cannot be played with. The morality of the world is impossible to have any connection with Miss Shishi."

Zhao Xingde and Chen Dong and Zhang Bing and other scholars of the Neo-Confucian Society had a close relationship. Li Ruoxue knew very well. She nodded slightly, which was considered to be acknowledging Zhao Xingde's statement, but she still whispered: "Who told you to explain clearly?" Her pretty face was slightly cold, and she asked again: "What's wrong with Ji Xixi, who is said to polish ink for you in Hejian City?"

Zhao Xingde smiled bitterly and said, "This is even more unfair." He then explained the matters of the Liao army at that time, Tong Guan wanted to kill the soldiers and civilians in the city, and ordered him to write a reply letter to insult the Liao Kingdom in class. In order to win the letter, he also exposed the Neo-Confucian Society in his arms to Li Ruoxue.

After seeing this, Li Ruoxue looked at it, stared at me and whispered: "If the court does not punish the country, how can it be conquered by the people of the world?" He looked up at Zhao Xingde and said: "I will go with you."

"What?" Zhao Xingde thought he had heard it wrong.

Li Ruoxue looked at Zhao Xingde's eyes and said word by word: "I want to go with you and post these posts."

"How did this make it?" Zhao Xingde persuaded a few words, and Li Ruoxue's attitude was very firm and had to agree.

After paying the bill after eating and drinking, the two of them posted public disclosures along the bustling Bian River, wandering around the streets and alleys. Taking advantage of the government's tolerance and the neighbors were not paying attention, one posted public disclosures and the other looked at the wind, which was easier and more pleasant than Zhao Xingde doing this alone. When he was passing through the Taishi Mansion Bridge, he was not careful and posted a picture on a side door close to the Bian River in Cai Jing's mansion that was not always open.

In midsummer, Wang Bing and Fan An, the yamen runners of Kaifeng Prefecture, were sweating profusely on the streets. These days, many posts criticizing Hebei for deploying Lord Tong. I heard that those posting were all candidates who went to Beijing to take the exam. These famous scholars were the most troublesome. The yamen runners in Kaifeng Prefecture could not win the scolding, and they could not beat them. They could only see them yelling and scaring for a while, and they recorded their names and let them go. There were more and more posts on the market, which made these yamen runners not have to rest. They had to patrol around all day and tear off the posts in time.

"Respect and cherish the paper. The Bodhisattva blessed." Fan An pulled off a piece of paper and the paste was still sticky. It was circulated by the world that he would turn into a blind person in the next life. "His grandma's, the one he tore off these two days is comparable to Lao Fan's previous half of his life."

Fan An complained, he was also literate, and he could not understand the uncovered posts. He discussed with Wang Bing. If what he said was true, Wang Bing spit on the ground, "Behead! This is a coward!" He hesitated, "What if the official family is not killed?" Fan An said angrily, "When he falls into our prison, let him taste the laws of the eighteenth class!" He was originally a prison guard who was guarding the prison, staying in that dark place all year round. If it weren't for the uncovered posts everywhere these days, and the important officials like Tong Guan were involved, Kaifeng Prefecture would not have lined up all the prisoners who had rested on the street to inspect.

"Fan Tou, look at the two boys in front of you, are they suspicious?"

Fan An looked at it carefully. One of them was looking around, while the other took out a brush from the basket, and brushed it a few times behind the post. With a "splash" with both hands, he steadily posted a large post on the wall of Daxiangguo Temple. At first glance, he was a habitual criminal who was familiar with this matter. Several pedestrians were already standing around and guiding and watching.

"What two guys, look at the waist, they are obviously a woman. Tsk tsk, if you are caught in the prison," Fan An swallowed a hard saliva, patted the iron ruler on his waist, raised his chest and raised his belly, and bulged his momentum. He quickly stepped forward and shouted loudly: "The two people in front of him are randomly covered with paper, stop! Yes, the master is asking you, stop!"

Zhao Xingde and Li Ruoxue heard the shouts almost at the same time. When they looked back, they saw two vicious officials holding the iron ruler chain and were clamoring for a flying step.

Li Ruoxue was at a loss and heard Zhao Xingde shouting loudly, "No, run!" He pulled Li Ruoxue and ran away. Li Ruoxue was pulled on his left arm and was pulled to his feet. The streets and alleys of Bianliang quickly retreated, and countless bustling pedestrians were also left behind. The two officials were still chasing and terrifying loudly while chasing.

Zhao Xingde pulled Li Ruoxue and ran away desperately. The vendors and pedestrians saw the two Confucian scholars as crazy as they were, and followed two men behind them. They thought they had run into the official robbers to catch the thief, and they didn't want to cause trouble, so they all avoided them. When the officials next to them saw this, they knew that they were scaring the Confucian scholars who posted the post and did not come to join in the fun.

The two officials were chasing him as if he had taken the wrong medicine. "His grandma!" Zhao Xingde ran and cursed secretly, "There were two mad dogs that came out." However, he did not dare to stop at all, and pulled Li Ruoxue forward hard. He ran west along Bianhe Street, running for 180 steps, and did not get rid of the officials. The north of the Zhou Bridge was a pavilion set up along the Daxiangguo Temple. Duting Post was right opposite Xiangguo Temple. The business trips following the envoys of various vassal states were also sold along the street, with crowds of people from morning to night.

"Get out of the way!" "Go away!" Zhao Xingde ignored the scolding of passers-by and pushed everyone blocking the way aside. He was in a panic and walked out of the crowded crowd. Suddenly, the two of them couldn't hold on and actually rushed into the vermilion fork that could not be entered in the Yu Street. The officials who were maintaining nearby started to clamor together. Fortunately, Zhao Xingde saw the opportunity quickly and pulled Li Ruoxue to the west and entered Yongkang Street. On the north side of the street, Zhao Huan and the palace maid were looking at the bustling street markets on both sides of the Bian River. He watched the two Confucian scholars running quickly, and followed the two public men.
Chapter completed!