Ordinary observers in fast time travel

"General, there are people ahead." The voice came from a distance, and the next second, Chu Ningxiang felt that the light in front of her eyes was dim, and she was surrounded by several Xia soldiers.

"Ah ~ don't catch me, I'm not a rebel, I'm from Xia, yes, I'm from Xia!" Chu Ningxiang, who had never seen such a battle before, was frightened and stupid on the spot, and put the jade pendant on the head of the whole country, and hugged it with her arms live by yourself.

Seeing this, Xia Jun pulled the jade pendant, "Ah~ give it back to me, that's my jade pendant!" Chu Ningxiang screamed out, her movements were surprisingly quick, and she turned over to snatch her jade pendant back.

But this is the brave Xia Jun, how could he not be able to restrain even a little girl, so before Chu Ningxiang made a move, several spears were placed on her shoulders.

"Don't kill me~don't kill me~" Chu Ningxiang didn't dare to move.

"Be honest!" a soldier scolded.

At this time, "tap~tap~" the sound of horseshoes sounded.Soon a troop of cavalry appeared in the woods.

"Report to the centurion, a suspicious woman was found ahead, suspected to be Chu thief's accomplice."

"Just one person?"

"Judging from the traces left around, there should be 12 people, and the remaining 11 people fled to the depths of the dense forest." Another soldier reported.

"Okay, five people will escort that person back, and the rest will continue to search for me!" The centurion gave an order, and hundreds of soldiers rushed into the dense forest behind him.

"Centurion, at this time the woman is holding the jade pendant on her head." The soldier quickly took out the jade pendant and handed it to the centurion.

The centurion frowned, glanced at the shiny white object, and waved his hand, "Take them back together and hand them over to Shangguan."

"Yes!"

Chu Ningxiang's hands were quickly tied with ropes, and she was escorted away by five tall and mighty soldiers.At this time, Chu Ningxiang came back rationally, and her mind became active, "Brothers, can I return my jade pendant? That is the only thought my mother left me."

"Woo~, mother, I'm sorry, my daughter lost my grandmother's belongings~"

"Grandma..."

It has to be said that Chu Ningxiang was quite persistent. The dense forest was at least 10 miles away from the temporary camp. Chu Ningxiang shouted at least 8 miles and cried for 2 miles.Annoy the soldiers.

It was very uncomfortable to be assigned to escort the prisoner, but it was even more uncomfortable when she cried like this.

"Shut up! The camp is ahead, if you are crying, I will kill you now." The leader of the five men threatened.

Chu Ningxiang was startled and dared not make a sound.

Since Chu Ningxiang was the first associate of Chu thief to be caught, she was treated fairly well and was put in a separate prison.

"Director, this is that woman's jade pendant. It is probably quite precious. This woman has been shouting all the way, saying that it was left by her grandmother, and that it was a token from her grandfather to her."

"It's a rare piece of jade." The warden took the jade pendant and salivated for three seconds, "It's a pity, it turned out to be Chu thief's gang. Okay, I get it, you can go to work."

"Yes!"

After the soldiers left, the warden threw the jade pendant into the confiscated pile.Hmph, it doesn't matter if you are a relative of the emperor or a relic of the sea, if you are imprisoned, you can't help it!

Let's talk about the situation of Chu Ningyan's shop. Since the ladies came to order clothes that day, they have received one or two orders almost every day. Now that the literary meeting has just ended, the order has been taken for two months.

In fact, the pre-ordered orders are not too many, only a dozen or so. However, in this era, manual cutting and sewing are required, and embroidery is a slow and meticulous work.Landscape embroidery is just an embellishment of clothes, but it takes at least ten days to make a dress. This is the result of Chu Ningxiang asking several embroiderers to show a dress at the same time.

Seeing more and more orders, the pressure on the embroiderers was increasing, and no one could sleep well, so Chu Ningxiang had to suspend the order of clothes, and went to buy two more embroiderers to comfort the embroiderers.

Chu Ningyan let out a long sigh of relief, and only had time to pay attention to the affairs of the Wenhui and Huajian.

"Yun Shu, let's go for a stroll in the street?" Chu Ningyan wanted to go out for a stroll, but Yun Shu naturally wouldn't refuse, so she called Quanshun to the street with a donkey cart.

"Quan Shun, go to Fuman Teahouse. There should be storytellers at this time, right?" Chu Ningyan raised the curtains and looked at the street scene outside the window. It was so lively with people coming and going.

"Okay, it's just, Master, at this hour, it's the time when storytelling starts, and there may not be any free seats in Fuman Teahouse."

Quanshun grew up in Luzhou City. He usually likes to go to the teahouses on the street to listen to books when he has free time. He knows the conditions of the nearby teahouses like the back of his hand.

"It's okay, let's go and have a look first."

Sure enough, as Quanshun said, cheers from Fuman Teahouse could be heard from a distance, Chu Ningyan listened carefully, and it was obvious that what she was talking about was about Wenhui.

Chu Ningyan got out of the car and said to Quan Shun, "Go and put the donkey cart away first, I'll go in and have a look." After she finished speaking, she pulled Yun Shu closer to the crowded teahouse.

Fortunately, this Fuman Teahouse, where customers come like a cloud, even has a private room.

How pleasant it would be to sit in the box, eat melon seeds, listen to stories, and put aside the disputes and troubles of the world for a while.

It's just that Chu Ningyan was sweating coldly when listening to the storyteller's words, and only heard the storyteller say:

"... This bizarre incident of transcribing poems and turning them into treasures of calligraphy is unheard of and unseen.

A mere scribe with a high degree of humanities can easily create calligraphy?Can you say that other Jinshi, Hanlin, and even university scholars can be blessed?

Naturally, I am not convinced!
So, the scribes began to study the reasons for the appearance of this calligraphy. "

Mr. Storyteller took a sip of tea and persuaded the audience to drink it, "Come on, everyone is thirsty after talking, so hurry up and have a drink."

"Hurry up and don't procrastinate."

"That's right, it's you who are thirsty, not us!"

Under the urging of everyone, the storyteller continued,
"They first suspected Lu Hao's question, so they asked him to write it again on paper. You should be able to guess the result, and then they suspected that Lu Hao might have resonated with Mr. Liu at that moment, and wanted to verify it again. "

"How to verify?"

"Naturally let Mr. Liu write a poem. It's just that poetry is not so easy to make. According to common sense, Mr. Liu is amazing and brilliant in this world, and it is impossible to write a second poem that can become a calligraphy in a short period of time. poetry!

Guess what?

That's right, just as you guessed, Mr. Liu has really made a second literary poem, a literary poem that becomes a treasure of calligraphy! "

When everyone heard it, the house was in an uproar!

"This, it's actually done? So simple?"

"Bah, what do you know! How can it be easy to compose a poem, why don't you try it?"

"Just kidding, I haven't read many books, so I can be a hammer."

"Ha ha……"

After a burst of laughter, Mr. Storyteller finally returned to the topic.

"...Then the scribes began to transcribe, what do you guys think of the result? Not many, not one." The storyteller shook his head, "It's not because of people, because of the pen, ink and paper, and not because of the communion of thoughts. What is the reason? Could it be a coincidence?
However, literati do not believe in coincidences!Finally, the eyes of all the scribes fell on that piece of paper! "

"Ah~ Could it be that they suspect that it's the problem of Huajian?"

The storyteller smiled mysteriously, and Chu Ningyan's heart rose to her throat.