Chapter 491: The Man in Brocade

Seeing that there was no one in the way, Qin Su asked Ah Zhen: "Is there a problem in the skillful workshop?"

Zuo Sikuang couldn't find anything for the time being, so he could only think of it from other places. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ah Zhen said: "We are investigating, it seems that there is no problem now, that shop has been open for decades, and the age difference is similar to that of Lieutenant Zuo." ”

Qin Su said "um", and said: "That is the case, while your people are all in Pingcheng, I will divide people to go down to investigate, one is a skillful handicraft, and the other is the beautiful female steward." ”

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but glance at Ah Zhen: "Your people didn't find out about the female steward?"

Ah Zhen crossed his hands and said, "It's really not." Our people stared at Zuo Sikuang very closely, but they didn't notice that there was such a person around him. ”

It's really confusing.

Since Zuo Sikuang is hiding a beauty, why doesn't he usually associate with him, and he hasn't even found out Ah Ren's people?

Could it be ...... This beauty is not in the Zuo family now?

After thinking for a moment, Qin Sufu commanded again: "That being the case, ask your people to inquire from other places, and the time of the visit will also be turned forward, starting from Zuo Sikuang's youth, to see if you can find something." After all, this beautiful housekeeper lady is also a little old, if she really has a relationship with Zuo Sikuang, maybe it will be the love of her youth. ”

"Yes, girl. Ah Zhen responded, and added: "Sister Ah Ren also said before, please ask the girl to ask Zhou Yu again, after all, Zhou Yu may know more about the old things in Qingzhou City many years ago. ”

"I will, you can also deliver a letter to Ah Ren, telling her to be careful and go back quickly. Qin Su said softly.

Ah Zhen answered yes, and then took the Wu family and hid into the woods.

Qin Su raised his eyes and looked ahead, the Jiufu Waterfall was like a white dragon drinking stream, hanging upside down, and the dense water droplets splashed in all directions, blowing in front of him with the wind.

The twilight is sinking all around, the slanting sun on the horizon has already dissipated, the top of Jiufu Mountain is foggy, and the sky in the distance is sparse, as if a rain has been accumulated.

Qin Su couldn't help but tighten the clothes on his body.

Even though it was summer, the evening in the mountains was still a little cool.

Ah Zhen quickly turned around and said to Qin Su: "I have already asked someone to send the Wu family down the mountain, I will scare and scare her again tonight, she will not dare to talk nonsense." Then he asked, "It's not early, will the girl go back?"

Qin Su smiled and bowed his head: "Let's go back, I heard that someone is visiting the mountains today, and we need to avoid it." At this point, she paused slightly, and when she spoke again, there was a slight sadness in her tone: "Besides...... She...... Didn't you wake up too?"

When Ah Zhen heard this, there was a little more regret on his face, and he responded in a low voice, then stepped forward to help Qin Su, and the two of them turned to the pine forest on the side. There is a shortcut in the woods, and you can save some time by going back.

The master and servant stepped out of the forest path in a short time, and were about to turn onto the main road, when they suddenly heard a lot of talking from the mountain road at the other end, mixed with the laughter of men.

Qin Su frowned, quickened his pace and walked forward, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a group of people turning out of the left head, but it was a group of young men and women in brocade clothes, followed by a large group of richly dressed servants, many of whom were still carrying lanterns in their hands.

This must have come from the night swimming.

At the foot of Jiufu Mountain, there are one or two other villages, because of the Lingxiu of Jiufu Waterfall, the scenery is quite beautiful, but the Qin family is not qualified to repair Zhuangzi here, I think this should still be the Cheng family or the Fan family, these two surnames are all scholars who have been in Jiangyang County for a long time, and they are also the most qualified county in Jiangyang County to build a village in Jiufu Mountain.

Talking about it in detail, the Lang Jun of the Cheng family are okay, the family has always been relatively peaceful, restrained and peaceful. What is a headache is a few Lang Jun of the Hou Fan family in Han'an Township, and none of them are easy to get along with.

Slightly tucking his sleeves, Qin Su quickly turned the path and turned to another way up the mountain.

At this moment, there happened to be a gust of wind, peach blossoms were flying all over the mountain, and Qin Su's skirt was also flying in the wind. She walked in a hurry, and she didn't press it with her hand, just thinking about avoiding this group of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods quickly, and without stopping for a moment, the figures of the master and servant quickly swept over the corner of the mountain, and they were gone.

However, the silhouette of this robe fluttering and slender sleeves in the wind is still imprinted in the eyes of a man in brocade.

The man was about twenty years old, his appearance could only be barely said to be upright, and his stature was not short, but his cheeks were swollen, the undersides of his eyes were blue, and his peach blossom eyes were cloudy, and he looked like he was overly drunk.

At this moment, he was raising his head, looking at the empty mountain road with a slight apprehension, and his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.

The scene of the mountain breeze blowing on the face of Fang Cai, few people saw it, even if someone saw it, I was afraid that they couldn't see that the slender waist woman was charming and beautiful, and she was really the best couch plaything. Although it has not yet grown up, it has already had its own indescribable charm,

The man in brocade raised his hand and touched his chin, and a hint of playfulness crossed his eyes.

A young man in a blue shirt approached him and said flatteringly, "What are you looking at, Brother Sige? As he spoke, he followed his gaze and looked ahead.

When a young man in scarlet clothes walking on the other side heard this, he immediately sneered and said, "Xu Qilang, you are too willing to put down your face, right? Fan Erlang's words, that's what you called?"

It turned out that the man in brocade clothes who was in the transition of wine color was the son of the Marquis of Han'an Township - Fan Xiaowu, whose name was Xige.

Speaking of which, Fan Xiaowu did five at home, because there was a fortune teller at birth, saying that he committed seven chongjiu, and he could eliminate disasters in the name of "Erlang", so everyone called him Erlang.

But when he said that the young man in scarlet clothes said it, the blue-shirted young man glared at him angrily, turned to Fan Xiaowu again, and said flatteringly: "I said the wrong thing, Erlang don't be worried." But I don't know what you're looking at, so fascinated?"

Fan Xiaowu ignored him, only lazily raised his hand to summon a small servant, and ordered casually: "Go and check, the female relatives of Jiuxiao Palace are surnamed Qin?"

The little guy had flexible eyebrows and eyes, and at first glance he was a very good person, and when he heard that he answered yes, he ran away.

Fan Xiaowu turned to the blue-shirted young man at this time, raised his hand and hooked his chin, and said with a low smile: "Why do you ask so much? He spoke in a flirtatious tone, and then pressed his hand to the shoulder of the blue-shirted young man, and squeezed it twice as if he were not.

At this time, the light of the sky was facing the blue-shirted young man, but it could be seen that he was quite handsome, and his figure was also erect, but there was an inappropriate flattery on his face, and Fan Xiaowu pinched his shoulders, and his cheeks were flushed, and he lowered his head slightly: "Erlang, don't be joking." ”

Although he said so, his body didn't move, letting Fan Xiaowu knead it.