Leng Fifteen felt a Venus popping up in front of him.

Leng Sixteen couldn't help but make a "smack" sound, Xiao'er bit her lip tightly, lowered her head desperately, and couldn't help it.

Rong Xi swallowed a sip of tea, put the cup down, lowered his head, blocked the smile in the corner of his eyes, and said softly: "Bingjin, this matter will be discussed later, maybe there will be surprises everywhere in life, and there will be unexpected endings for us at that time." ”

"That's right," Rong Bingjin didn't dwell on this issue anymore, she smiled warmly, arched her hand again and said, "Fifteen girl, I still need you to mention more about my martial arts in the future." ”

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Leng Fifteen twitched the corners of his mouth and said.

Rong Xi turned his head and said to Xiao'er: "Okay, Xiao'er, you take them to the courtyard that was arranged before, it is secluded and rarely disturbed, in addition, three meals a day, as well as the usual use, must be careful and proper." ”

"Yes." Xiao'er smiled, turned to Rong Bingjin and Leng Fifteen and said, "Miss Rong, fifteen girls, please come with the slave." ”

Leng Fifteen heard Xiao'er's title, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, his arm was warm, and when he looked down, Rong Bingjin pulled his arm and smiled at him.

Leng fifteen lowered his eyes, and the sunlight cast a faint light and shadow on his face, and the light was blurry, covering the expression under his eyes.

Rong Xi watched the figures of several people disappear at the door, and she said lightly: "Carefully arrange the manpower, be sure to ensure the safety of that small courtyard, in addition, fifteen is a matter of the identity of the man, remember to keep it secret, otherwise, if the reputation of Miss Rong is damaged, the power is also a big trouble." ”

Although her gaze did not turn to Leng Sixteen, he also understood that Rong Xi was saying to himself, and hurriedly arched his hand and said, "My subordinates understand." ”

After that, he turned around and went down to arrange, and just a few steps out of the courtyard, he saw Leng Yixiu striding down, Leng Yixiu looked at the strange smile on the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but stop and ask, "What happened?" ”

Leng Sixteen pursed his lips, suppressed the smile in his chest, and briefly introduced the matter, Leng Yixiu raised his eyebrows slightly, didn't say anything, and quickly stepped into the Red Sleeve Garden.

Qiu Shiju has been very sad recently, the errand in Suming Villa has not been done well, there is such a big mistake, offended Hao Lian Zize of the Ming Night Country, Dai Jiao of the Dai family was also taken in, Lan Shuyu died, and the two players who passed the Zhao Pass failed.

And finally let his niece Cai Ya have such an opportunity, which can be regarded as a good sacrifice to the emperor and relieve the pressure on his body, but he didn't think about it, but in the end, Cai Ya was sent back to the house, and said that he had some kind of illness, and the emperor was "compassionate", and sent a famous doctor to come and see, but as a result, he also said that he was sick.

But what kind of disease and how to treat it, the imperial doctor just shook his head and sighed, only caring about writing the prescription, and couldn't ask the rest of the complete sentences.

He was so worried that his brain hurt, but at this time, His Royal Highness the King of Qi was in the mansion and couldn't go out of the house, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and finally decided to get on a sedan chair and rush to the Qi Palace.

In order not to attract attention, Qiu Shiju ordered the sedan chair man to walk the alleys, he opened his eyes slightly, thinking about what had happened in recent days, he felt like he had taken the bad luck, and he was not able to step on the wrong step everywhere, which made people overwhelmed, he had been an official for many years, as if he had never been so unlucky, and the official position was getting higher and higher over the years, but the panic and uneasiness brought by this high position were also more and more.

He raised his hand and gently pressed his temple, he had not rested well in the past few days, and he felt that the soreness and pain there were unbearable.

Not far away, there was the sound of a hawker, he could hear it clearly, it was a hawker who sold old books through the streets and alleys, usually carrying a pair of bamboo baskets, in which some old books were placed, some were collected, some were brought out from their own homes, and the books in this pick could be sold if someone fell in love with them.

He remembered that when he was a showman, his family was not very well-off, and he sometimes patronized these book sellers and collected books, and occasionally he could get a few good books from them.

Thinking about the poor time before, and thinking about the current high-ranking officials Houlu, his heart was finally a little relieved, and his temples didn't seem to hurt so much.

He was about to put down his hand, suddenly the sedan chair shook, his hand was heavy on his forehead, just a little better mood suddenly burst out of anger, he "whew" lifted the sedan curtain, and said angrily: "What are you doing?" ”

"Go back to the ...... man," one of the palanquin drivers immediately said with a panicked face: "Villain...... The villain accidentally tripped over it. ”

"Useless things," Qiu Shiju glared at the sedan chair man fiercely, and was about to put down the sedan curtain, when his gaze swept into the distance, and suddenly saw the boy who was talking to the book seller.

The boy was wearing a sky-blue robe, like the color of the sky, the black hair that was pulled up fluttered gently, the wisps were like dancing silk, his eyes were fixed on a book in his hand, the book was slightly yellow, and his fingers were white, and the distance of more than ten meters, a thick bookroll was blowing in his face.

The dark blue sky, the blue-black brick wall, the clean and slightly damp alley path, the boy stood in it, the blue clothes and black hair and yellow books, gently spread out in front of Qiu Shiju's eyes, like a picture that had been sleeping for many years, which made people's eyes shine.

However, what attracted Qiu Shiju the most was the eyebrows of the son.

The anger in his heart receded, and he was only full of doubts, he didn't think that the boy was so handsome, of course, this son's appearance was indeed handsome, but he had seen more handsome men, and this was not enough to attract his attention.

What really puzzled him was the familiarity in the boy's eyebrows, and he always felt that he seemed to have seen it somewhere, but he thought about it carefully, and he had the impression that he didn't know such an elegant son.

Who is he?

After many years in Guanhai, Qiu Shiju knows that at some point, a small flash of inspiration is enough to make a person fall from heaven to hell, the higher he climbs, the more dangerous the road will be, and every step will become more and more important.

His fingers grasped the sedan curtain, his eyes narrowed, he tried his best to think, but he never remembered.

And he stared at it for too long, and the boy seemed to be slightly aware, but he didn't look this way, but just said something to the peddler, and the peddler was happy, and then nodded, and the boy also turned and entered the door, and disappeared.

The doubts in Qiu Shiju's heart disappeared, like a thorn in the tip of his heart, making him restless, he waved his hand and said to the palanquin man beside him: "Go, turn to the front and take a look, whose mansion is where the son is just now." ”

"Yes," the palanquin man hurriedly took the order.

He beckoned again, and said to the other palanquin-bearer, "Catch up with the vendor and ask him what the boy told him just now." ”

"Yes."

Qiu Shiju sat back in the sedan chair, and his head, which had been slightly better, began to hurt again, and even the air in the sedan chair seemed to become a little hot, and the feeling of uneasiness always haunted him and lingered.

At this moment, a sedan chair driver came back quickly, he heard footsteps, immediately lifted the sedan curtain, and asked, "How is it?" ”

The palanquin man whispered: "Back to the adult's words, the small one turned to the front and saw that it was written on the Xu Mansion." ”

"...... Xufu" Qiu Shiju muttered to himself, searching in his mind, he looked at the surrounding environment, while thinking about which Xu Mansion it was, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, could it be Xu Manhua Xu University's mansion?

He thought about Xu Manhua's appearance, Xu Manhua has been dead for more than two years, although he was an official in the same dynasty before, but he did not have too close contacts, so his impression of Xu Manhua has long been faded and blurred, and now when he thinks about it seriously, he can only think of a rough outline.

In other words, the illusion of familiarity between his eyebrows without seeing his son is at all, that is, this familiarity must have come from somewhere else.

He was thinking about it, when another palanquin driver also came back panting, and while panting, he said: "My lord, the little one caught up with the vendor, at first he was reluctant to say, and then the little one ......."

"Less nonsense, to the point!" Qiu Shiju was impatient and couldn't help but interrupt him.

The palanquin man hurriedly stopped his mouth and said briefly: "He said that the boy just now asked him if he had the next volume at home, and if so, he bought the first volume together, and the price was not low, and the vendor was in a hurry to go back and find it." ”

Qiu Shiju had a calm face, looked thoughtfully in the direction of the Xu Mansion, and couldn't think of anything after thinking for a long time, he could only wave his hand, "Okay, keep walking." ”

He was in the sedan chair, carefully thinking about the eyebrows and eyes of that Xu Gongzi, and the lingering feeling always made him feel like a fish in his throat, but he could conclude that he had never seen this Xu Gongzi before, so ...... Where does this inexplicable familiarity come from?

Qiu Shiju thought about it all the way, and when there was something in his heart, he didn't feel that time was passing slowly, and there was not much time, so he heard the sedan chair man say outside: "My lord, it's here." ”

Qiu Shiju stopped thinking, lifted the sedan curtain to take a look, and just arrived at the back door of the Qi Palace, he bent down and got off the sedan chair.

The people at the back door of the Qi Palace's Mansion looked at the greeting stickers he handed over, and hurriedly walked towards the front yard, Qiu Shiju was standing there waiting, his heart was in turmoil, the branches and leaves of the big trees outside the mansion were shaking, making a rustling sound, he listened, and his heart became more and more irritable.

He looked through the door, the courtyard was so deep that there was no figure in sight, revealing a kind of serenity and majesty peculiar to a deep house, he retracted his neck, shook his head, and continued to pace back and forth waiting.