Shen Cong took two steps forward, leaned forward, his lips fell on the side of Song Lan's face, took a deep breath, and inhaled all the fat powder fragrance on Song Lan's body into his nasal cavity, "Madam, it's so fragrant." ”

Song Lan took a step back, clasped her hands in front of her, and stared at Shen Cong with angry eyes, "Shen Cong, this is the Mansion of the Ministry of Rites, is this a place where you can make jokes?"

Shen Cong hooked the corners of his lips, and the smile on his face deepened, but he only took a step back, staring at Song Lan's eyes with interest, "If Lord Shilang of the Ministry of Rites knows, I don't know what the Lord will think about this matter of Dyeing Xi Pavilion?"

"You ......" Song Lan was resentful.

When the Dyeing Tide Pavilion opened that day, he ordered this Shen Cong to go and disturb it, which Cheng thought, this Shen Cong has always been a splash, and things are done like that, but he also has the face to ask for silver.

"How about it? Madame spent money to buy purity, I took the silver, and from now on, I will not set foot in the squire's mansion for half a step. If Madame feels sorry for the silver, it's a big deal for us to die. Let Lord Shilang also take a look at what that person looks like in front of the golden and noble, gentle and graceful lady!"

Song Lan put the box in her hand on the table with a "bang", squinted at Shen Cong, "Take the silver and get out of here!"

Shen Cong glanced at the box and immediately changed it to a flattering smile.

He stepped forward, held the box in his arms, weighed it twice, and then didn't look over, glanced at Song Lan twice, and said in a deep voice, "In the future, if the eldest lady has anything else to do for me, just open your mouth." I, Shen Cong, can't do anything else, but the brothers in this capital are everywhere. ”

Where did Song Lan still have the heart to entangle with this Shen Congduo, she only snorted coldly and said loudly outside the house, "Send off!"

The flickering black shadow swept through the corridor again, quickly passing through the corridor, hiding behind the pillars at the end.

After a while, I saw the mother-in-law guarding the courtyard open the door, turned sideways, and greeted Shen Cong out.

Song Lan was full of anger, sitting at the table, one hand on the table, staring at the ground coldly.

Her mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about Lu Yunxi's words today, and thinking about Shen Cong's stubborn appearance just now, under the two phases, her heart was even more annoyed.

It was only after the woman had gone far away that the shadow at the end of the corridor poked her head out, glanced twice, and turned to leave through the back door of the courtyard.

Qing'er waited anxiously in the house to land Yunxi.

In the middle of the night, Lu Yunxi had to go to Song Lan's courtyard.

Looking at her performance today, she may have found out something, so she is so anxious.

Just when Qing'er was anxious, she saw that the door of the house was pushed open from the outside, Lu Yunxi quickly dodged in, closed the door, leaned against the door, frowned, and gasped for breath.

"Miss, how's it going?" Seeing this, Qing'er hurriedly poured a cup of tea, handed it to Lu Yunxi, and gently patted Lu Yunxi's back, wanting to help her smooth her breath.

"Sure enough, it's Song Lan!"

Lu Yunxi took the teacup, took two sips of tea, stared at the ground in front of him, and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Qing'er raised the corners of her eyebrows and stared at Lu Yunxi in surprise, "Miss, but you have found out the cause of Madame's death?"

Lu Yunxi pursed the corners of her lips and shook her head, "That's not it." I just heard some truth. ”

As she spoke, she walked over to the table, put down her teacup, and sat down in her chair, eyes tightly knit.

She had long suspected that the troublesome thing about the opening of the shop that day had nothing to do with Song Lan's mother and daughter, and today she finally caught the real evidence.

It's just that in this era, there is no tape recorder, and there is no surveillance video, and he only relies on his empty mouth and white teeth, I am afraid that if I say it, others will not believe it.

Suddenly, a spiritual light flashed in Lu Yunxi's mind.

"Qing'er, I remember that at the beginning of spring last year, the Holy Lord specially issued a decree that all the silver used in the Beijing official mansion must be engraved with his own mark, right?"

Qing'er thought for a while, then nodded, "Yes." Our adults have always been the most obedient to the holy will. Not long after the decree was issued, the Lord engraved all the silver in our house with a symbol. ”

As she spoke, Qing'er took out a piece of loose silver taels from her purse, looked around, pointed to one of the corners, and pouted angrily, "Miss, this is it." ”

It was a crescent-shaped imprint that ran from left to right, and there was a vertical line in the middle that broke the crescent from it.

"This imprint is unique to each family, and it is registered in the household department and must not be used indiscriminately. Qing'er pointed to the mark, "On that day, the adults also deliberately chose such a one for the sake of easy identification." ”

"Qing'er, you go outside to find a few clever people, and tell them to keep an eye on the silver shops in the city that can exchange official silver. ”

Hearing this, Qing'er raised the corners of her eyebrows in confusion, stared at Lu Yunxi, and said in a low voice, "Miss, what are you going to do here?"

"Please enter the urn!"

Lu Yunxi turned his head sideways, glanced at Qing'er, smiled lightly, and said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Qing'er agreed half-understandingly, and went outside the house.

Following.

Si Tingyan sat in the shop all morning, and from time to time he always got up and took a few glances at the Dyeing Pavilion next door.

But in the morning, don't say it's Lu Yunxi, even Qing'er hasn't shown up.

Seeing this, the apprentice in the shop came to Si Tingyan's side, followed his gaze twice, burst out laughing, and said in a low voice, "Childe don't look at it." This Miss Lu was confined to the house, and the shop over there had been handed over to their shopkeeper these days. ”

The corners of Si Tingyan's eyes twitched, why did he forget?

When the girl came to the Xinglin Pavilion yesterday, she was still wearing Qing'er's clothes.

Seeing this, the apprentice pursed the corners of his lips, smiled lightly, and said softly, "Childe, is this Miss Lu in mind?"

When Si Tingyan heard this, he woke up like a dream, turned his head unhappily, glanced at the apprentice, and snorted twice, "What nonsense?

Only then did the apprentice smile and take out a piece of yellowed paper from his sleeve and hand it to Si Tingyan, "This is the recipe for boiling beeswax." It's just that we don't need this thing. What does Childe want to do here?"

Si Tingyan looked at it, carefully folded the formula, put it in his close-fitting waist bag, and ordered someone to set up the carriage.

"Childe, what are you going to do? This Xu family has also made an appointment to come to the door for consultation, and the time is coming. ”

Si Tingyan didn't hear it, he rode his horse and went all the way, and as he walked, he said in a loud voice, "We'll see you directly at Xu's house later." ”