Jingle bells, jingle bells, sell carbon luo~, good oak charcoal~, jingle bells, jingle bells~......

The bell sounded like a talisman, and Qingyue gritted her teeth and put on her robe, which was the code agreed on last time, and it also meant a new task. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qingyue opened the door and shouted, "Sell carbon, here!" ”

"Girl wants carbon?" Someone asked.

Nonsense, can I not do with? Can you turn back immediately?

"Yes, is there any white charcoal, the smell of smoke burning now is too big, and it stings my throat." Qingyue asked pretendedly.

"Hehe, girl, you've found the right person, I have good white charcoal here, make sure you don't smell anything."

Fei Seyao? He hugged himself tightly with his winter coat, leaving only two eyes, and Qingyue didn't recognize it for a while. And he himself came out! That means that the task is very arduous, and comrades need to work hard! Qingyue felt a chill down her spine, the last thing she wanted to see was this devil!

"Accident?" Fei Seyao sneered quietly, and then said loudly: "Here, girl, take a look, you see that you are a person who knows the goods." ”

Qingyue took the white charcoal handed over.

"I want the list of officers that the eighth master has to deal with, and I will get it before midsummer." Fei Seyao confessed in a low voice.

"Okay, this carbon is good, I bought it. You pick it in. Qingyue didn't answer, her answer would never be considered by Fei Seyao and Kangxi.

"Gotcha!" Fei Seyao came in with a burden, and when she was wrong, she whispered that next time someone selling needles and threads would come to her, and she would buy green silk threads from Suzhou and Hangzhou.

After watching Fei Seyao put the carbon away, Qingyue asked Lin Er to give Fei Seyao two taels and five dollars of silver, and Fei Seyao glared at Qingyue angrily. Qing Yue didn't even look at Fei Seyao, and floated past him.

Fei Seyao took two taels and five coins of silver out of the eighth master's courtyard, and smiled, Qingyue, Qingyue, your temper has not changed, I am afraid that my intimidation will gradually lose its effect, fortunately, another move was arranged in advance, otherwise, you and I will die ugly. Fei Seyao tightened his collar, not because it was cold, but because he wanted to hide himself better.

Not far away, a man named Tong Ling was drinking sesame paste at a roadside stall, and he remembered everything that happened here in his heart as he drank.

Tong Ling is the thirty-second generation of lay disciples of Southern Shaolin, and Toutuo is his little uncle, who wrote to the master three months ago, begging him to come to the master's door, begging the master to find two apprentices with strong martial arts skills to help him follow a person. The master assigned himself and Tie Liu to come to the city of Beijing. But after three months, Tong Ling felt very bad, the background of the people they followed was very complicated, from the palace nobles to the three sects and nine streams, he had made friends, in addition, he often cross-dressed and had secret contact with many people. Because of Uncle Xiao's explanation, they didn't dare to get too close to find out what the person and the person they were in contact with had said, so as not to disturb the person. Only according to Uncle Xiao's request, record the people that the person has seen and the places he has been to one by one, and pass on the situation to Uncle Xiao for a period of five days. Last month, Tong Ling went to Zhang's dart bureau for a while, and asked his brother Zhang Yunfei to send a letter to the master, explaining the situation in Beijing, hoping that the master would come forward to ask Uncle Toutuo to understand, Tong Ling felt that what Uncle Shi asked them to do this time was afraid that it would harm the master.

After going to that house, the man didn't go anywhere else, and after three months of tracking, Tong Ling knew that he was going to enter the palace tonight to watch the night, so he returned to the inn where he lived.

"Master Tong, Master Zhang was looking for you just now." As soon as he returned to the inn, the shopkeeper told him with a smile that he had lost a piece of broken silver, and hurriedly left the inn and arrived at Zhang's dart game.

"Master Tong, my master is drinking tea in the back, you wait a minute, I'll invite him." Zhang Yunfei's apprentice ushered him into the living room.

"No, I'll go straight to him." Tong Ling was sure that Zhang Yunfei must have brought back the master's letter, otherwise he would not have gone to the inn to find him in person. Tong Ling walked briskly to the back hall, because he knew that there were only a few apprentices of Zhang Yunfei living in the dart bureau in Beijing, and Zhang Yunfei's family was in Henan.

"Big brother!" Tong Ling clasped his fists and saluted.

"Don't be so polite, you and my brother, you don't need to be like this, sit down quickly." Zhang Yunfei pressed Tong Ling on a chair with his hand.

"Thank you, big brother, my brother wants to ask if the tutor has a reply."

"I'm looking for you, that's exactly what it's about."

Tong Ling took the letter, read the master's letter, and immediately frowned.

"Brother, looking at the appearance of you and the master, something must have happened, if you need brother me, just say it."

Tong Ling smiled and said: "This matter is related to this family, so I can't let the eldest brother interfere, if I want the eldest brother to help in the future, I will definitely not be polite to the eldest brother." ”

Zhang Yunfei smiled, the rules of the rivers and lakes: The affairs of the sect are cleaned up by the sect, firstly, the ugliness of the family cannot be publicized, and the second is to avoid conflicts between sects. Then he said: "You and I still need to be polite?" After asking, the two laughed at each other.

Zhang Yunfei's apprentice served wine and food, and the two drank until they were drunk.

The next morning, Tong Ling hurried back to the inn, Tie Liu had already gone out to follow the man, Tong Ling read the master's letter several times, closed his eyes and thought for a while, before leaving the inn again.

Tong Ling squatted in the courtyard yesterday, there were only two women living in it, and in one day, the two women had never done anything except go out to buy vegetables once. Tong Ling was a little discouraged, and at night, he hesitated to continue guarding, after all, there were only two young women living inside. After thinking about it again, Tong Ling felt that it was better to continue, it was a major matter related to the door, and it should not be confined to small sections. By night, Tong Ling went up to the roof, uncovered the tiles, and the two women were leaning on the couch to talk, Tong Ling carefully placed the tiles, and then fell down the pillar, leaned against the window lattice, and pricked up his ears to listen carefully to what they were saying.

"-Small~Cui~, Small~Cui~, I hurt so much~! - Who are you? - I'm the frog you stoned to death during the day - no way! Xiao Cui was a little unconvinced. - You don't believe me? I'll show you. This is my hand, you see the flesh and blood are blurred~"

"Ah~~~~"

Tong Ling felt that his ears hurt.

"Sister, you, you, your hands."

"Hahaha, I'm scared, just this bit of psychological quality, and I still have to listen to ghost stories!"

(Tong Ling children's shoes ⊙_⊙b sweat)

"Sister, your hands are bleeding."

"Silly sister, this is the cinnabar I just smeared."

"It scared the hell out of me. However, how can you break your fingers? ”

"Well, it's my secret."

"I'll tell you other stories, about "Dragon Babu", okay?"

"What is "Dragon Babu"? Does it sound good? ”

"Does it sound good? It's called a classic, you know? ”

When he heard that Qiao Feng was Xiao Feng and a Khitan, Tong Ling sighed, a generation of heroes, actually burdened by his identity, and wanted to continue listening. The girl inside yawned and said that she was too tired to talk about it, and she would talk about it tomorrow, but Tong Ling had to leave stupidly. On the roof, Tong Ling remembered that he was not here to hear the story, but to find out why Uncle Xiao was following that person.

Tong Ling returned to the inn Tieliu Senior Brother had already returned, Tieliu immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him, and said: "Senior Brother, you haven't seen you for so long, I thought something happened to you, go to Brother Zhang for help, look for you everywhere." ”

"What? Did you tell him about the man we were following? ”

"No, don't worry, senior brother, I won't say it. I only ask Brother Zhang to help find you. ”

"I'll go to the dart game, and when I come back, I'll show you Master's reply."

"Yes, senior brother."

Tong Ling went to Zhang's dart game, found an excuse, and resigned. I returned to the inn and showed my master's letter to my brother.

"Senior brother, Master asked us to find out what Uncle Junior is doing. What should we do? ”

"Uncle Xiao is an elder, we must not offend, let alone make any mistakes, the fastest way is to follow Uncle Xiao, but if he finds out, we can't tell even if we have a hundred mouths, and we can't pull out Master, so that they have a disagreement. So I think about it, only by contacting those who have contact with that person, and finding out what that person is doing from their mouths, we can know why Uncle Xiao is following that person. ”

"I think it's okay, but it's just the two of us, and we have to follow that person and find out my uncle's secrets, I'm afraid I'm a little too busy."

"I also thought about it, and we have frequent contact with their people, it is difficult to ensure that we will not be discovered by that person and uncle, I want to visit the old man named Huazi He Qi, and ask him to send two people to inquire with us every day, and change people at any time, I am afraid that this matter can be done."

"Then how do you explain to He Qi?"

"I will only say that I will borrow people, and nothing else, and that the people who borrow will only go to the places where the person has been, and will not let them see the person we are going to follow."

"Well, I think it's a great way to get answers without exposing us."

Qingyue walked on the street, holding a kite in her hand, admiring it as she walked, as long as spring came, she wanted to fly this swallow kite high.

"Stop!" A man yelled at her.

Qingyue looked up inexplicably, who is it? So angry? Did I provoke you? Woo~, it's the person I provoked. Qingyue didn't say a word, waved her arms, and ran away.

"How dare you run!" The person in the back is angry and blue, the person who dares to do it against me, I'm afraid you are the first in the Qing Dynasty! And the last one!

Qingyuexin said: Don't run, wait for you to shoot? Qingyue picked up the pace again.

After turning three streets, Qingyue turned into an alley, leaned against the wall, panting heavily, eh, the previous bit of effort was wasted, plus he couldn't use internal strength, he was half a waste. Qingyue stretched out her head and looked into the street, but the man didn't follow, secretly proud.

"Are you looking for me?" Voices drifted from behind him.

Woo~, decay! It's so decaying!

Qingyue just wanted to run, but two strong men blocked the way.

"Ten, ten, fourteen are auspicious." Qingyue turned her head to greet the man.

"I thought you didn't know who I was, but you did."

"You don't remember the villain, let me go, that day, I really don't know who you are, otherwise I would never have flirted, no, no, no, I would never offend you."

"Hehe, you know that there may be any medicine in the world, but there will never be a medicine!"

"Do you mean regret pills?"

"Hehe, that's right."

The Fourteenth Master pressed his whole face on Qing Yue's head, leaned his hands against the wall, and imprisoned Qing Yue in his arms.

Qing Yue looked at the face that was about to reach her face, isn't this another teasing? Also, can the method of flirting be something new? Always face to face!

"What do you want to do, I'm a member of the Thirteenth Master, you can't mess around."

"But I heard that you are no longer serving in the Thirteenth Brother's Mansion."

"Hehe, who did you listen to, I'm afraid your message is not accurate."

"Then you answer me, whose slave can go shopping alone on the street in broad daylight, and whose rule is this?"

"The Thirteenth Master's family, this alone is enough to see that the Thirteenth Master loves me deeply."

"Do you think I'll believe it? Do you know the consequences of lying to me? ”

……

"Come back with me and serve me. I'll spare you! ”

"Fart! I'm not head-squeezed by the door panel, I'm half dead here at most, and if I go back with you, I'll be dead. ”

"What did you just say? Is this your rule for being a minion? "Fourteen and one brains are angry, and they dare to say to me: Fart!

"Then do you have the rules for being a master?"

"What?"

"You are a hooligan, how can you be a hooligan on the street and molest people's girls?"

"You! Okay, there's yours. ”

Fourteen smiled evilly, Qingyue knew that it was not good, the previous storylines were all - sure enough, Fourteen's lips pressed down, Qingyue thought: Should I slap him according to the fixed plot?

Qingyue rolled her eyelids and gently squeaked Fourteen's armpits, Fourteen couldn't hold back the itch, retracted his hand like an electric shock, wanted to laugh, and his eyes widened in disbelief, staring at Qingyue, Qingyue took the opportunity to kick Fourteen's calf with all her strength, and then ran to the depths of the alley, Qingyue knew that once she was caught by Fourteen, she would definitely die!

"Ahh Someone's screams echoed through the alley.

"Master, what's wrong, are you okay?"

"Catch, grab her, bring her back to me."

Qingyue felt that she was flying, and just as she wanted to scream, someone clicked on her acupoint. The man took himself into a courtyard and put himself in a room three times and two times. Qingyue looked at the person carefully, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a square face, and a simple and simple face, and she didn't know who it was? I don't know if it's friend or foe, or it's another trap!

After half an hour, the honest and simple man unlocked the acupoint for himself and said, "The fourteenth master has already left, you can go." ”

"Who are you?"

"My surname is Tong, my name is Feng."

"Tong Feng? What a strange name, it sounds like gout. ”

Tong Ling didn't know why, he wanted to make up such a name, I am afraid that it was because he liked Xiao Feng too much, his loyalty and chivalry, his sincerity and faithfulness, his great benevolence and righteousness, everything in him touched him.

"Why did you save me, do we know each other?"

"I just happened to this incident, so I came to the rescue."

"Hehe, it turned out to be an uneven one." Qingyue looked at "gout", and she did look like a good person, but judging from her experience, being like a good person is not necessarily a good person, as the saying goes: you can't have the heart to hurt people, and you can't have the heart to prevent people. And it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, Qingyue hugged her fists and thanked: "Thank you so much for this hero." ”

"You're welcome, girl, please come back!" Tong Ling raised his hand.

"Okay, then I'll go." Qingyue followed the direction of "gout", crossed the shadow wall and walked out of the gate, and when she looked up, she saw the plaque with the letter: Zhang's Dart Bureau. "Gout" is a dart master? Hehe, with Fei Seyao's means, what is it to arrange an identity for someone. Qingyue went back to the small courtyard without looking back.

"Sister, you're back, where did you go today?" Lin Er asked.

"I'm going to buy kites."

"Didn't buy it? Or do you not like it? My dad is a kite-tying guy, I'll ask him to tie you a beautiful one, what do you say you like? ”

Qingyue looked at her empty hands, and lowered her head in frustration, it turned out that she lost the kite at some point.

In the evening, the eighth master came over, and Qingyue listened to the eighth master play the piano with her chin pestle.

"What's wrong?" The eighth master shaved Qingyue's nose.

"No, no, nothing." Qingyue said embarrassedly.

"I'll teach you to play the piano?"

"Don't."

"Reason." The eighth master helped Qingyue straighten her sideburns.

"Because I've learned, I'm going to play it to you, I won't, you have to play it to me, what a face!" Qingyue said seriously.

Flutter! The eighth master smiled. "Okay, what do you like to hear?"

"Fireworks are easy to cold."

"What tune? Why haven't I heard of it? ”

"My hometown tune."

"Homesick?"

Qingyue lowered her head, not to mention thinking about it, she just thought too much.

"Shall I bring your mother to live with you?"

"No, don't bother with it, it's better not to let familiar people know about my affairs here."

"Qingyue, I promise you, I won't let you down."

What do you mean? There was a big question mark in Qingyue's head.

"I'm home."

Qingyue got up and waited for the eighth master to put on his cloak and send him out, until the eighth master disappeared on the street corner.

Seeing the eighth master entering and exiting Qingyue's courtyard, Tong Ling not far away understood that Qingyue was the eighth master's outer house, and he was not surprised at all, Qingyue was a beautiful woman, and beauty was a key to wealth. Maybe in the future, she will not be the eighth master's outer house, but the eighth master's side Fujin. However, what puzzled Tong Ling was why the person they were following made up and contacted the eighth master's outer house? Seeing what the moon looks like, you should know the person they are following. "Beauty Trick!" Tong Ling crossed this word in his mind, did the little uncle become the eighth master's guard, and discovered Qingyue's abnormality, so he let himself follow the people who contacted her and wanted to protect the eighth master? Tong Ling didn't expect that Uncle Xiao, a monk, would actually serve the royal family, so who were Qingyue and that person? Tong Ling shuddered, the only people who can compete with the royal family are the royal family!

Early the next morning, Tong Ling went to visit He Qi, the first flower in the capital, although he was called Huazi, but He Qi was by no means really called Huazi, three in and three out of the courtyard, one wife and two concubines, a group of slaves, silk and satin, all showed that the master was either rich or expensive.

Tong Ling said to the gatekeeper: "Tong Ling, a junior of the Southern Shaolin Sect, has come to visit Senior He, and I will trouble the little brother to say goodbye." ”

The person guarding the door went in for a while, and then came out and said, "Brother Tong, what is the helper's request." ”

Following the person who led the way into the living room, He Qi was smoking a hookah, the hookah was gurgling, and there was a maid holding a tobacco leaf behind him, waiting carefully.

"Junior Tong Ling meets He senior."

"Get up. Are you a disciple of the thirty-second generation of Southern Shaolin? ”

"Yes."

"I'm afraid there are other things besides the visit, right?"

Tong Ling didn't expect He Qi to be so direct.

"Yes, the younger generation is going to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and I hope that the seniors will help."

"What's the matter, tell me."

"The junior wants to borrow someone from you and do something with me."

"It's not difficult to borrow someone, but I want to see what you do, this is the capital, I can manage some things, and I can't manage some things. What can be managed, I will do my best, and what I can't manage is to ask for the head of the old man, and the old man can't help it. ”

"The younger generation wants to find out something."

"Something to do with the government?"

"Nothing to do."

"Something to do with the royal family?"

"Nothing to do."

"Okay, how many people do you want?"

"Six, two a day, take turns going out with me."

"He Yi, you find six shrewd ones, go with your Tong brother, and everything is at his disposal."

"Yes, Master He." A monkey-like man outside the door replied.

"This is a little filial piety of the juniors, there is no other meaning, please smile at the seniors."

"Let it go."

Tong Ling put the silver ticket of one hundred taels on the tea table, He Qi continued to smoke a cigarette, the maid behind stepped forward to put away the silver ticket, Tong Ling hugged his fist and exited the living room.

Half a month later, Tong Ling was sure that Uncle Xiao was indeed working for the royal family, and the people he came into contact with were more or less related to the royal family. At this moment, He Yi came, returned the one hundred taels of silver tickets to Tong Ling and them, said that he was offended, and drew all their people back. Tong Ling also stopped following the man, repaired the book to the master, and asked Tie Liu to rush back to the master's door and ask the master to decide. It's just that he has a habit of going to the Eighth Master's courtyard on time every night to listen to "Dragon Babu".

Today, he also silently climbed into the eighth master's courtyard, carefully sticking to the window, and the laughter of Qingyue and Lin Er came from inside. Tong Ling knew that they always had to make a fuss, and then they would go to the kang with their clothes, and finally Qingyue would start to talk about "Tianlong Babu", and he still had to wait.

"Don't move, or I'll shoot you." A voice sounded behind Tong Ling, full of oppression.

"Turn around." The voice commanded again.

"Did you catch it? Let me see what this thief looks like. Qingyue asked excitedly.

Tong Ling turned around slowly, and on the courtyard wall, in the courtyard, there were one or twenty archers in ambush.

"Qingyue, you give me a back." The voice commanded.

"I'll just take a look."

"Look behind me."

Qingyue Nunuzui, Eighth Master, do you know how tall you are? Behind you, what to see? Look at your back?

"Bring him here."

"Yes, master."

Tong Ling saw through the light that the person who gave the order was the eighth master, and knew that if he was really caught, he would be able to confess. In a few moments, two knives were placed across his neck, and the man with the knives also held his own life and led himself into the courtyard.

Qingyue saw Tong Ling at a glance and immediately cried out, Mom! It's "gout" children's shoes, it seems that his guess is correct, people who look like good people are not necessarily good people, "gout" to save himself is definitely not accidental, it is inevitable, I am not afraid that he is a thirteen person, I am afraid that he is a person of Fei Seyao and Yinzhen, in case it is true, it is simply a bun that is not round, and it is going to be exposed! Thinking of this, Qingyue is sweating.

"Ahh Qingyue screamed miserably and pretended to faint!

"Qingyue, Qingyue, what's wrong with you?" The eighth master quickly stepped forward and hugged Qingyue, who fell to the ground.

Tong Ling took advantage of the fact that everyone was attracted by Qingyue, one move followed him like a shadow, and one move came from all directions, went up to the wall, dodged the hidden arrow, and ran to the north of the city with light skills.

"You chase me back!" The eighth master ordered.

Tong Ling followed closely behind four shadows, and the martial arts of those people were not under him, Tong Ling secretly complained.

The eighth master anxiously carried Qingyue back to the house and asked people to ask for a doctor.

Qingyue's heartbeat continues to increase, I'm not sick, the doctor will come in a while, what should I do? Woo~, why is it always me who is unlucky?

The doctor hurried over, put his hand on Qingyue's wrist, Qingyue thought: It's over, it's over, what should I do?

"This master, this girl's illness is an old disease, I'm afraid she can only survive for two or three years."

"What?" The eighth master was shocked.

Qingyue was lying on the bed sweating, wouldn't it, what kind of Mongolian doctor is this?

"Sending off guests." The eighth master commanded unhappily.

"Zhao Yuan'er, take my name card and ask Imperial Doctor Meng."

"Yes, master, the slave will do it immediately, please rest assured."

Half an hour later, Imperial Physician Meng came.

"Greetings to the eighth master, I wish ......"

"Zhaolin, hurry up, don't be polite."

"Thank you, Eighth Master."

Zhao Yuan'er said: "Imperial Doctor Meng, please show this girl to see what kind of disease she has." ”

Meng Zhaolin took out the silk silk and put it on Qing Yue's wrist, and the coolness of the silk made Qing Yue want to pull her hand back.

Half a moment later, Meng Zhaolin said: "Eighth master, forgive the ministers for their courage." ”

"If you have something to say, you can say it, this king won't blame you, it's not taboo for doctors."

"The minister said the truth, this girl has cold poison in her body, I am afraid that she has had a very serious illness before, and now the cold poison has invaded the texture, and in another year, the cold poison will invade the viscera, and after two years, the cold poison will invade the bone marrow, and then the minister will not say, you also know."

Yinxi felt as if his heart had stepped on the air, fell to the ground, and hurriedly asked, "Is there a cure?" Can it be cured? ”

"Weichen can only try his best, as for whether he can recover, the minister can't say."

"Zhao Yuan'er, whatever Zhaolin wants in the future, you must do your best." Yin Yu commanded.

"The minister will go to open the prescription, the eighth master, please take care."

After Zhaolin left, Yinxi held Qingyue's hand tightly, extremely ill? The war between herself and her, in the end, still involved Qingyue, the well water in spring, the wind through the hall, if it wasn't for her indifferent walk by Qingyue's side, Qingyue would not have fallen to today's end, she is only sixteen years old this year, Cardamom age is about to disappear, Yinxi once again felt heartache and helplessness.

Tai Doctor? Then it can be understood as: Meng Zhaolin is definitely not a Mongolian doctor, that is, I am really going to die! Qingyue was shocked by the facts to the point that her mind went blank. The eighth master's hand held his hand tightly, and his emotions spread from his hand to Qingyue's whole body, and Qingyue trembled involuntarily.

"Qingyue, Qingyue, Qingyue, are you cold?" Yin Yu felt Qingyue's trembling.

Qingyue got up from the bed and replied in despair: "I'm cold, I'm really cold." ”

Yinyu took Qingyue into his arms, hugged him tightly, and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

"I don't know."

Yinxi is her only reliance in this strange world, but fate did not let Qingyue meet him for the first time, and fate is always exhausted in the stumbling.