On February 2nd, the dragon raised its head.

Half a month passed in a flash.

Starting from the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, people's lives have gradually emerged from the atmosphere of the New Year. Vendors open shops, coal men sell charcoal, restaurants open, children study, and young ladies go out to play.

Unlike the desert where the coldest seasons between the first month and February, the capital is slowly warming.

The sun shines on the long street.

Ding Ning walked on the street. Although his face was a little pale, he was in good spirits.

This is his first time in half a month.

After half a month of treatment of "Shen Zhao Zhen Qi", his injuries have basically recovered. Even after Zhuge Xian came for a follow-up visit, he was unbelievable. It was a miracle that he could recover from such a fast speed.

Li Bufuzheng walked beside Ding Ning, wandering around, and didn't know what he was thinking in his mind.

The two walked to the front of the Xiaoxian Tower, where people came and went, and there were endless cars and horses. It was not easy to set up a seat here.

Ding Ning couldn't help looking at the newly opened restaurant and sighed: "The changes have been quite big in the past half month."

Li Bufu said quietly: "Where has changed a lot?"

The two walked in and found a seat to sit down.

Someone in the restaurant recognized Ding Ning and wanted to greet him, but in the end he smiled and dealt with him.

Ding Ning then said to Li Bufu: "This restaurant was opened after I was injured. In just half a month, I unexpectedly had such a lively scene."

Li Bufu also sighed: "The weather changes in the past half month seem to be quite a bit."

Ding Ning said: "Oh? Do you still care about this?"

Li Bufu said positively: "I didn't study much when I was a child. Later, although I made up some, I still couldn't compare to you aristocratic families. But there was a poem that touched me especially."

Ding Ning asked: "Whose poem is it?"

Li Bufu said: "It is Bai Juyi's poem."

Ding Ning smiled and said, "Mr. Lotte? I like him very much. His poems always have a kind of understanding of life."

Li Bufu said: "But the poems he wrote are not very happy."

Ding Ning said: "Which sentence?"

Li Bufu said, "I'm sorry, my clothes are so simple, I'm worried that the charcoal is cheap and I wish the weather is cold."

Ding Ning suddenly restrained his smile.

He knew that this was the destitute of the people and the suffering of the world, and it was not a thing that should be laughed at.

But when Li Bufu said the word "Tianhan", a woman on the upper floor suddenly heard it. The woman walked downstairs and asked, "Is this Lord Li Bufu, who is famous in the capital and has unparalleled swordsmanship?"

The person who walked down was Zhuge Xian's second grandmother, the owner's wife, Xiaoxian.

She was wearing light makeup, which did not fully show her charm, but still looked simple and beautiful.

No one knows her real name. People only know that when she was the top brothel, her name was Xiaoxian.

When Xiaoxian heard the word "Tianhan" and saw Ding Ning beside Li Bufu, she immediately guessed Li Bufu's identity.

She picked up a glass of wine, toasted Li Bufuyi, then drank it down and said, "Give me a glass to Lord Li."

Li Bufu blocked his hand and did not respond, but said, "I dare not."

Xiaoxian was not embarrassed, but smiled and said, "Why don't you dare?"

Li Bufu said, "You and I have never known each other, how dare you accept this respect?"

Xiaoxian said: "Although I don't know each other, I have long admired Daqie. I respect you because of your unique sword skills and unparalleled treasure swords!"

Li Bufu said, "Then I dare not."

"It seems that the famous swordsman who is most famous in the capital today is no longer me."

Xiaoxian asked knowingly: "Who is that?"

Li Bufu pointed to the bottle of flowers placed in the middle of the small fairy building.

Xiaoxian said: "Are you talking about Lord Jiang Duanxian?"

Ding Ning smiled bitterly and said, "Who else is besides him?"

Xiaoxian said: "Mr. Jiang's swordsmanship is of course excellent, but this does not prevent me from respecting Master Li."

These words were said very decently.

Li Bufu still said, "There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. In your opinion, is his swordsmanship sharp, or is my swordsmanship better?"

Xiaoxian couldn't answer.

Even if she really knew, she couldn't answer this question; let alone she didn't know it yet.

Fortunately, Li Bufu didn't want to continue to make things difficult for her and said, "I heard that Jiang Duanxian's reputation seems to be getting bigger and bigger recently."

Xiaoxian smiled and said, "Of course. Since Mr. Wei Haoke broke his leg, he has no longer been in charge of the Ministry of Justice. It is said that his subordinates have handed over to Mr. Jiang."

Ding Ning suddenly said: "Then Deacon Jiang is now the real leader of the Ministry of Justice."

Li Bufu said: "Wrong, now he should be called Commander Jiang."

Ding Ning smiled and said, "I almost forgot. Jiang Duanxian killed a thief who wanted to enter the imperial city at night and tried to commit crimes by the emperor. He was promoted to the commander of the imperial guards in the imperial city a few days ago."

Li Bufu said: "It is said that the thief is called Fifty-six. He will add a number to his name every time he does the case. If he does not die after the case, he should be called Fifty-seven."

"It's a pity that he will never have the chance to call this name."

Fifty-six is ​​not an ordinary person in the world. He is not a killer, but a thief. His reputation in the underworld may be only inferior to that of a few people like Sheep.

Few people would think that he ended up falling under Jiang Duanxian's knife from the Ministry of Justice!

Xiaoxian smiled and said, "But the two adults still called the wrong position of Lord Jiang."

Li Bufu said, "Oh?"

Xiaoxian said: "Just yesterday, he was recommended by Marquis Murong Qiushui and recommended him to the emperor as the Minister of Justice, which has been approved. In this way, Lord Jiang Duanxian will no longer have to stay in the Forbidden City."

Li Bufu said, "So we should call him Mr. Jiang, right?"

Xiaoxian said: "In theory, you can call it that."

Ding Ning sighed: "The things that happened in the past half month I lie in bed seem to be more than in the past few years."

The little fairy suddenly showed an expression that she couldn't tell what it was, and her eyes were even more worried and hurt. She slowly said: "There are unexpected changes in the sky, and people have good fortune and good fortune every day. There are many things in this world that change very quickly."

"People who look healthy today may die from serious illness tomorrow; some people look strong on the outside but are actually deeply rooted in the disease; some doctors are even easy to cure other people's illnesses, but they cannot save themselves. Who can tell me it right?"

She is Zhuge Xian’s wife, and of course there are many patients she has seen.

But Li Bufu and Ding Ning didn't know how she would sigh like this at this moment.

Before the two of them could speak much, someone outside the door shouted: "Mr. Jiang is here."

After saying this, Xiaoxian glanced at Li Bufu and Ding Ning, as if he had made plans, and said, "I'll go out to welcome Lord Jiang first, you two will wait."

Jiang Duanxian arrived.

He was still wearing his own clothes, wide robe and wooden clogs, with a knife around his waist and his hands in his sleeves.

His walking posture was faintly filled with wildness.

"Mr. Jiang, you just left the imperial city yesterday, are you here today?"

Jiang Duanxian said "Yes" and said, "I'll come to see the flowers."

He was looking at the flowers placed in the bottle in the center of the restaurant.

He only looked at the flowers in the bottle, but he didn't even look at Li Bufu and Ding Ning.

As soon as he arrived, Murong Qiushui and Wei Haoke also arrived.

"Mr. Murong, Lord Wei, you..."

Wei Haoke said: "Let's come to see the flowers."
Chapter completed!