There is a kind of scholar

Chapter 31
Busy, it's close to noon.

"I can't, I'm so tired!"

Su Xian sat astride a thick log beam with a tattered quilt hanging on it. Otherwise, with more than ten years of dust accumulated on the beam, Su Xian would have turned into a coal digger.

He held a chisel about a foot long in his left hand and a hammer in his right hand. His clothes were all wet with sweat.

The high-intensity work for half a day had already given him back pain.

Putting the chisel and hammer on the "Ping Lei" not far away, Su Xian moved his buttocks and rested for a while with his back against the wall.

The so-called "Ping Lei" refers to the ceiling.

All high-end houses have Ping Lei.

Although Su Xian's family was in decline, his father, Su Zheng, had just left the family and his family was in a good situation.This two-story building was considered a high-end house back then.

So we have such a luxurious component as Ping Lei.

"Although I am a scholar, it is still necessary to exercise. It will not be enough after cutting the wall for a while..."

Su Xian talked to himself, rested for a while, leaned sideways on the wall with a hole the size of a human head, and looked at the opposite side through the hole.

very dark!

Because the house is built under the city wall, the light is not good to begin with. In addition, the neighbor's house next door also has a roof, which blocks the light and makes it dark.

Su Xian didn't think much. He walked down the wooden ladder, washed briefly, and filled his stomach with the six steamed cakes he brought home in the morning. After resting for a while, he continued to dig into the wall in the afternoon.

Jingle Jingle!

Jingle Jingle!

Su Xian dug boldly without fear of a neighbor popping up to cause trouble.

Because the three neighbors next door had moved away a few years ago, and the house had been vacant for several years, no one would bother Su Xian even if he demolished the wall.

It was precisely because of this that the man in black told the girl in Zuixian Tower last night, "Su Xian's home is the safest."

And the location for the secret meeting with the Liao Dynasty's secret envoy was chosen next door to Su Xian's house.

Jingle Jingle!

Jingle Jingle!

After an afternoon of hard work, Su Xian finally carved a hole in the wall made of green bricks that could only allow one person to crawl through.

"Finally finished!"

Su Xian was breathing heavily and his face was covered with sweat.

He placed the chisel and hammer on Ping Lei and rested with his back against the wall for a long time before he regained his composure.

Even so, his hands felt useless and he was too lazy to move.

After resting for a while, Su Xian put his head through the hole and reached his upper body into the house next door. However, he saw nothing and his sight was blocked by Ping Lei.

"Take a bath first, and then move your limbs to relieve the lactic acid, otherwise my hands will be useless tomorrow."

"After eating, try to find a way to sneak into the leader's house to find out the situation. At least you have to remove the pan, otherwise you won't be able to see anything."

"..."

While Su Xian was making arrangements, he went down the wooden ladder and went to the kitchen to light a fire and start boiling the bath water.

He is a tidy person and takes a shower every day these days.

At the same time, he is also a lazy person who seldom cooks. In the past few days, the only function of the kitchen is to boil bath water.

"Gan!"

Su Xian held the water ladle and found that it was very difficult to scoop water from the water tank.

He had been chipping away at the wall all day, and now the after effects were coming.

After putting the firewood into the stove and looking at the blazing fire, Su Xian secretly vowed: "I must find a maid to do these rough jobs!"

"Well, we also need the maids who will help with dressing and washing. One or two...three or four are not too many!"

"By the way, you also need to be beautiful and eye-catching."

"..."

While Su Xian boiled the bath water, he imagined the beautiful maid waiting for him to change clothes and wash himself.

He can also tease the maids, touch their little faces, or hold their hands...

Suck!

As he thought about it, Su Xian couldn't help but become fascinated, drooling from the corner of his mouth, sitting alone in front of the stove and having fun.

When can we enjoy that kind of luxurious and interesting life?
I don't know how long has passed.

What the hell!

Su Xian looked at the stove blankly. When did the flame inside go out?

After taking a shower, I felt refreshed.

Su Xian was doing various simple exercises in the main room on the first floor. These movements can relieve the lactic acid in the muscles. Otherwise, simple movements such as raising hands or going down the stairs tomorrow will be very troublesome.

"call!"

After a set of movements, I really feel much better.

He went back to his room to get his money bag and prepared to go out for dinner. When he came back after dinner, he had to climb to the next door to check on the situation.

However, just as he was about to open the door, the door was knocked first, and a familiar voice shouted: "Brother Su, is Brother Su at home?"

It's Lin Chuan.

Su Xian casually opened the door latch and saw that the person who came was indeed Lin Chuan.

He was dressed in a white Confucian shirt, wearing a Confucian crown, with a fair and handsome complexion, followed by two schoolboys in green clothes.

There was a carriage parked in the street in front of the door.

"Brother Lin."

Su Xian smiled and bowed, and asked: "The county school has only one day of holiday. If you don't go home or stay in Pinyu Pavilion, why do you come to see me?"

At this time, the diners in front of the stinky tofu stall not far away had dispersed one after another.

Because today's stinky tofu has been sold out, Zhang Cuihua is closing the stall.

She was attracted by the conversation between Su Xian and Lin Chuan, and listened while closing the stall.

At the same time, at the small wooden table against the wall in the room, Liu Huixiang was counting the coins she got from selling stinky tofu today.

Today, Liu Huixiang is more gorgeous than before. Her clothes have not changed, but her fair and slim face has been wiped with the expensive rouge she just bought from "Chun Huitang" today.

The face that can pinch water seems to have been steamed by red clouds, the plump lips are bright red, and the eyebrows have been carefully drawn.

Coupled with the carefully combed bun and the glittering gold and silver pearls, Liu Huixiang is so gorgeous that she seems to have stepped out of a painting.

Jingle!

Jingle!

The collision of copper coins made a pleasant sound, and Liu Huixiang had a faint smile on her lips.

This was the third time she counted the coins.

There was a large pile of copper coins on the table, at least four to five thousand. Liu Huixiang divided them into two piles, and the smaller pile was Su Xian's dividend.

Liu Huixiang kept counting the money, even counting it three times, for no other reason than to wait for Su Xian to come and take his share.

She dressed up carefully and used expensive "Chun Huetang" rouge to wait for Su Xian to come to her door.

Because, ever since Su Xian taught her the key to making stinky tofu, he has never set foot in her home again.

Apart from withdrawing money as agreed, Su Xian no longer had any reason to come to her...

This morning, Su Xian didn't come.

At noon, Su Xian didn't come either.

Then the evening will definitely come.

Just when Liu Huixiang was looking forward to it, in front of Su Xian's house, Lin Chuan bowed in return and said with a solemn expression: "Brother Su, it's just a good time for you to be at home. I came to see you because there is a big thing that we brothers need to face together." right!"

"Brother Lin, it's okay to say."

Su Xian was infected by his solemn expression and thought that Lin Chuan had encountered some trouble and needed his help.

Lin Chuan is a very loyal person, and Su Xian is ready to make friends with him. If he can help, Su Xian will not refuse.

In front of the stinky tofu stall, Zhang Cuihua couldn't help pricking up her ears. After what happened yesterday afternoon, Zhang Cuihua thought that Su Xian, a classmate, was unreliable.

But from his current tone, he seemed to be in trouble.Zhang Cuihua couldn't help but think to herself that her two kitchen knives were almost rusty...

"Brother Su, listen to me. This matter is very simple for Brother Su." Lin Chuan's tone was still solemn.

"What's the matter?"

"Brother Su, don't worry." Lin Chuan suddenly grinned, put his hands on Su Xian's shoulders, and said with a smile: "Tonight you accompany me to the brothel, to Pinyu Pavilion, and participate in a 'poetry banquet'!"

(End of this chapter)