Chapter 180: Borrowing the Knife
"Madame walks slowly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
On the second day, a man who looked like a shopkeeper stood at the door of the Colorful Pavilion store and greeted him.
A woman about thirty years old with a slightly dark complexion was supported by a maid to the carriage that had been waiting at the door, and the carriage moved slowly under the sound of the shopkeeper's farewell.
The carriage had not been traveling for long, when suddenly there was a pop of something falling in.
The master and servant in the carriage saw that the thing was on the carriage board, and it was rolling back and forth as the carriage moved forward.
"Ma'am, what is this?" The maid glanced at the thing on the board suspiciously, and then hurriedly shouted to the driver in front of her: "Stop, stop!"
"Woo ......," the groom outside immediately pulled the reins when he heard the sound.
The little maid stood in the middle of the street and looked around, but found no suspicious person, and finally without the slightest clue, she had to turn around and get into the carriage and tell the coachman to go on.
The little girl had just lifted the curtain, but saw that her wife had already picked up the thing on the ground and was checking.
I saw that the lady was looking at a letter in her hand, and there was an unopened letter on the cushion beside her, and there was a small porcelain vase next to it.
"Juan'er, how is it, what have you found?" After reading the letter, the woman asked the maid who had come into the car.
"Madame Hui, I didn't find it." The maid named Juan'er shook her head and replied, and then asked very suspiciously.
"Ma'am, what's going on?"
The lady looked at her confidant and thought for a moment before she spoke with a smile on her face.
"I don't know who sent me this letter, but I think the person who sent the letter must also have a grudge against the slut in the house, otherwise he would not have sent this letter to me. And no matter what the messenger is, I will not waste such a good opportunity even if I have received this news!"
This lady thought to herself, Jia slut Now that I have this thing in my hand, I won't let you continue to be arrogant in my backyard.
Seeing her wife's confident attitude, although she was very puzzled in her heart, as a maid, what to ask and what not to ask, she knew very clearly, so she didn't say more, and the carriage gradually drove towards General Luo's mansion.
"It's all done?"
Shen Xingnan was sitting by the window facing the street on the second floor of the teahouse at this time, drinking tea, looking through the gap in the raised window, there was the colorful pavilion diagonally opposite.
"Well, brother-in-law, don't worry, how can I miss Hou Hai!"
Hou Hai ran up the stairs, came to sit down opposite Shen Xingnan, and hurriedly poured a cup of hot tea and drank it, and answered Shen Xingnan's question as soon as he wiped his mouth after drinking tea.
Shen Xingnan nodded when he heard this, and continued to taste the tea leisurely, and Hou Hai asked again after eating a piece of pastry on the plate.
"Brother-in-law, are you sure that with the letter you gave, the dead fat Zhu's wife can help us achieve what we want?"
"Don't underestimate anyone, especially women! You just wait and see. Shen Xingnan took a sip of hot tea before replying slowly.
It turned out that the lady in the carriage was Zhu Hengbin's wife, Zhou, the daughter of the snake family in Tongshun County.
This time, under Shen Xingnan's inquiry, he finally found this opportunity, and just let Hou Hai quickly throw the letters and things he had prepared through the window when the carriage passed by.
Zhou went straight to her yard after returning home, and at this time she still had the two letters and the porcelain vase she had just picked up from the carriage in her sleeve.
When he went to the house and sat down on the big kang, Zhou didn't even have time to drink the tea before he hurriedly gave orders.
"Juan'er, you ask your brother to come quickly, I have something to tell him to do."
Now that she has the handle of that slut and someone secretly helps her, how can she live up to this good opportunity sent to the door? In order to avoid long nights and dreams, Zhou decided that it was best to take advantage of the general's banquet tonight.
Juan'er took the order, and after a while, Juan'er led her brother into the house to talk back.
After the Zhou branch opened a group of idle people, they secretly discussed with Xing'er and her brother in the house for a while, and then after the door opened, Juan'er and her brother walked out quickly, and the two went out to the side, and it seemed that they were all doing things according to Zhou's assignment.
The corners of Zhou's mouth in the room had a cold smile, and he murmured inaudibly: "Jia slut, you forced me to do this, I am a lady in the main room, how can I allow you to be presumptuous with a concubine?" You're waiting for me......"
After Juan'er's brother left the house, he first found a little beggar, gave him two pieces of broken silver, and handed him a letter, and the little beggar went in the direction of Tongshun Qianhusu.
The little beggar came to the door of the Thousand Houses and negotiated with the guards of the camp for a while, and when he finally handed over a piece of broken silver, the man beckoned a patrolling sergeant to come in and look for someone.
After a while, Shen Xingdong came to the gate of the camp, and the little beggar stepped forward to inquire when he saw the person, and when he knew that this person was really Shen Xingdong, he handed him the letter in his hand and ran away.
Shen Xingdong took the letter and was about to ask how he knew that the little beggar was gone, so he could only put the letter into his cuffs, and wondered in his heart as he walked towards the room where he worked, who sent the letter to him?
When he returned to the room, he saw that the head of the gang had already brought someone to bring lunch to the sergeants, and there was no one in the four places, so Shen Xingdong sat at the door of the stove, took out the letter in his sleeve and looked at it.
When I opened the letter, I saw that this handwriting was very familiar, wasn't this the handwriting of Jia Meili's little slut? With contempt in his heart, Shen Xingdong patiently read the letter.
The letter roughly means that he misses the past days of the two, and knows that he is not having a good time now in the past, so he asks him to go to her tonight, saying that it is to help him get out of his nationality and find a good place.
Shen Xingdong read the letter twice, and after confirming the correct handwriting of Jia Meimei, he thought to himself, anyway, now that he is mixed like this, there is nothing to make that little slut calculate, it doesn't hurt to take a look like this, wouldn't it be better if she could really help herself?
Thinking so, Shen Xingdong decided to go to the camp today to find the slut and see what kind of medicine she was selling in this gourd.
It's a pity that Shen Xingdong didn't know at this time that this letter was written by Shen Xingnan imitating Jia Meimei's handwriting, but what was waiting for him was a point of no return.
Juan'er came to Zhu Hengbin's outer study after listening to Zhou's instructions, and opened up the girls who were guarding the study, and then arranged her own people before going back to report to his wife.
This time, the banquet in General Luo's Mansion invited many officials and entourages who reported to Tongshun.
Shen Xingnan was also among Luo Biwu's banquets this time because of the great contribution at the beginning of the year.
Although there was some disagreement between them at that time, Luo Biwu was a general who had a lot of brains and could tolerate people, although he was very fond of his nephew, but he was still measured, otherwise he would not have given Shen Xingnan the current position of one hundred households in the end.
Luo Biwu admired Shen Xingnan's bravery very much, and also felt that this person was not simple, so he wanted to use this banquet to repair the relationship.