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The floor was covered with hay, and a simple bed was made.

Twilight sat down at the wooden table, poured a glass of water, and tilted her head to look at the man in a green official uniform outside the cell. And this man had just ordered someone to send Mu Jiu who had come to bail her out an hour ago.

"Master of the Twilight Workshop, I have wronged you to stay here for a few days." Hai Wei made a look, and one of the two catchers behind him hugged the thick quilt of the bed, and the other came over to unlock the lock.

"Lord Hai." Twilight touched the newly laid quilt, which was quite soft and thick, "You should know that if I didn't volunteer, no amount of government officials would be able to take me away, and this government prison wouldn't be able to trap me either." ”

There was arrogance under the flat tone, and Hai Wei was not annoyed: "The owner of the workshop is sensible and reasonable, and he will never embarrass the government." The owner can rest assured that the official will send people to keep vigil for twelve hours in turn, and will not let you suffer the slightest grievance here. ”

"There is labor."

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The reason for Twilight's imprisonment spread throughout Jindu City in less than a day. It spread to the Liujia porcelain kiln in the east of the city, which inevitably caused a panic. Ren Caichun vigorously appeased, saying that as long as he was there, he would not let the tragic experience of Wang Erqian and others happen to them.

This seems to regard himself as the quasi-owner of the porcelain kiln.

Ren Ying couldn't stand it at all, and after everyone dispersed, he rode a horse and ran out of the porcelain kiln.

"Father, daughter-in-law will go and chase him back." Sun said as he walked to the stables.

"No, you don't." Ren Caichun waved his hand and said, "You will go to the embroidery village with your father later." ”

Something happened to the new owner, and everyone in charge was already ready to move, but they couldn't figure out the direction of the wind, and they were still a little hesitant. Ren Caichun thought that as long as the government couldn't find any other evidence, Duyang would definitely carry this black pot for him. And on the side of the directors, as long as he fanned the wind with a fire fan, it would be okay for everyone to reach an alliance.

At this time, how can he have the time to take care of his son's dissatisfaction?

Ren Ying was depressed and ran to Hualiu Lane. After hesitating for a moment, he dismounted and walked all the way to the front of Ling Yue Tower. He looked back at the Moon Fan Workshop, and several uniformly dressed running girls ushered in the send-off, so busy that their feet didn't touch the ground.

Even if there is no owner, no backbone, the moon fan is still prosperous. This may be the magic of the Moon Fan Workshop.

"Ren Gongzi, you're here."

Behind him came the flower girl's sycophancy. Flatter. With a flattering voice, he turned around, and Hua Niang had already greeted him, and pushed her hands on him and pushed into the building: "Why are you still stunned?" Come on in. ”

As soon as they entered the Lingyue Tower, the girls surrounded them, and their noses were full of fat and powder.

Ren Ying rarely sets foot in Fengyue Field and is not good at wine. Because of his father, he has been walking around Lingyue Tower recently. Hua Niang knew him well and knew that he didn't like it, so she quickly motioned for the girls to go away, led Ren Ying to the upstairs box, and asked, "Ren Gongzi, which girl do you want today?" ”

After a pause, Ren Ying walked into the box without looking back, and threw out two words: "Liang'er." Then, with a bang, he shut the flower girl out of the door.

In the box, Ren Ying drank glass after glass, as if she wanted to vent all her unhappiness in a glass of wine. The door opened, and a woman in pink clothes and a gentle temperament came in outside the screen.

"A-Ying." The slender hand covered the hand that he was holding the pot and wanted to pour.

At this time, Ren Ying was already slightly drunk. He looked sideways at the woman beside him, and called out a "Liang'er" in a dumb voice, and at the same time, his other hand reached over, took Liang'er's hand away, and drank alone in silence.

Liang'er walked out of the box, ordered a few more pots of wine for him, and sat back next to Ren Ying.

They met at Ren Caichun's banquet to invite the bosses of the major porcelain shops in Jindu. A deep love at a glance, a promise of conscience. When they meet, they only hate when they are not married.

Ren Ying is a person who values responsibility, he married Sun, although he didn't like it, but Sun honored his father and gave him a son, he never had a reason to divorce his wife and remarry. And take a concubine...... The Sun family is arrogant and domineering, and Liang'er is committed to being a concubine, and there must be endless grievances.

Therefore, being affectionate and polite is his deepest friendship with Liang'er.

"Liang'er, what should I do?"

After a glass of wine, Ren Ying was already drunk and hazy. The hoarse voice made Liang'er's heart sour.

"A-Ying, I'm here." Liang'er hugged him tightly, put her ears to his heart, and called him softly, warming and encouraging him with her arms.

"What to do? Liang'er, what should I do? Ren Yingsheng asked urgently, like a person drowning for no reason, so helpless and struggling.

"A-Ying, listen to me, okay?" The gentle voice has the ability to soothe people's hearts, Ren Ying quieted down, and listened to her say, "A-Ying, I don't understand the conflict of interests between you, and there are fights and competitions, I just want to see you be yourself happily." A-Ying, I know you're sad, but if you can't make a choice, it's better to listen to your heart and do whatever you want. In any case, A-Ying, you have to believe that Liang'er will always be on your side. ”

"Listen to your heart? Do it as you please? Ren Ying muttered, her confused eyes gradually gaining focus.

Liang'er straightened up and held his shoulders: "A-Ying, listen to your heart, what is it thinking?" ”

Heart?

Ren Ying slowly raised his hand and pressed his left chest.

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In the early morning of this day, the Golden Capital City was shrouded in a vast white mist. The cold wind rolls up the fallen leaves on the street and throws them down and falls. In the mist, a man in a black cloak hovered in front of the government office. walked back and forth, and finally fixed his eyes on the drum of grievances on the east side of the palace.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The door creaked open, and Kiyohara poked his head out to see what was going on.

"Ren Gongzi, what are you doing ringing the drum early in the morning?"

"Grievances."

"Huh? What grievances do you have? "Kiyohara worked overnight and his head was a little dizzy.

"Not me." Ren Ying looked at her with determination in her eyes, "It's the owner of the Dusk Workshop." ”

Kiyohara was completely sober.

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Ren Caichun never thought that his success would fall short and he would be defeated by his own son.

On the day of Twilight's release from prison, the weather was exceptionally good. Qingyuan personally sent her out of the government prison, the winter sun did not have much warmth, but it was very dazzling. It took a while for Twilight to get used to it before she opened her eyes.

happened to meet two arresters who were about to be sent to prison by Ren Caichun.

"What a righteous murderer! I Ren Caichun really gave birth to a good son! ”

Ren Ying knelt, and her whole body was completely on the ground. Ren Caichun scolded in pain, and finally kicked his son's back, and the two of them couldn't pull it quickly. Qing Yuan gave a look and asked them to quickly send Ren Caichun in and lock him up.

The three of them passed by, and Twilight heard Ren Caichun's unconvinced "phew". And under the stone steps, Ren Ying still maintained the most respectful and pious posture.

Before leaving the mansion, Dui Yang saw from a distance that Mu Jiu was waving vigorously to him accompanied by Chu Li. As soon as she went out, Mu Jiu hurriedly greeted her and draped a thick purple fox coat on her: "Fang master, you have suffered. ”

Looking at Mu Jiu's little nose that was red from the cold, Twilight Yang gathered his eyes and couldn't help laughing.

Two figures, one white and one red, appeared in the afterglow.

Twilight smiled and asked, "Why are you here too?" ”

"I'll take you home." The five fingers closed the fan surface, and Qianxing neatly inserted the hundred bone fan back into the back waist.