Nothing was said all night.

In the early morning of the next day, Su Musha got up refreshed and freshened up, ready to have some breakfast, and then beckoned the bookworm to go out together. When she was in the General's Mansion yesterday, she was still worried, her aunt entered the palace without any sound, and the ban on the rudder was not lifted, and this matter was no longer the responsibility of General Dongfang, and there was no way to start if she wanted to find out some news.

Who knew that on a whim, he went to Zhengmingxuan, and after listening to the return of the book, he learned that Lord Lin Nuolin was now specializing in this case, and under the advice of the bookworm, he knew that this Lord Lin was the person in the sedan chair who helped him in front of the rudder in Rongzhou.

What's more, we know people.

Su Musha thought very firmly: We and Miss Lin should be regarded as friends in distress.

Dangdang, dangdang.

The knock on the door of the peck sounded, interrupting Su Musha's train of thought, and she walked quickly to the door without asking who it was, opened the door, and sure enough, saw the face of the bookworm.

She greeted happily, "Uncle worm, morning." Have you eaten it? ”

After the bookworm knocked on the door, he only heard the sound of the pounding footsteps in the room, and he could imagine the appearance of the woman jumping to open the door, but even if he heard her brisk steps and knew that she was in a good mood, he didn't expect her love to be so high, and subconsciously answered: "No." ”

Su Musha ran out of the door and closed the padlock with his hand: "Then eat some and walk." ”

After the two sides finished eating in a warm atmosphere, Su Musha stretched out his arm and said energetically: "Let's go." ”

The bookworm didn't move: "Where to go?" Asked yes, he could basically guess that she was probably going straight to Lord Lin's office to beat the drum and voice the grievances.

Su Mu rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Go to the Lin Mansion." ”

"Oh?" The bookworm was interested, "I thought you would point your sword at the key point and kill directly in front of Lord Lin." ”

Su Musha laughed, after the bookworm got acquainted with her, he would actually joke a few words from time to time, which made her feel very happy. She deliberately put on the appearance of the old god being there, explaining and retorting, "How can that work." Let's find out from Miss Lin first, maybe we can invite her to talk about it for us. If he goes to court, Lord Lin can't pull down his face even if he has a heart of favoritism. ”

When the bookworm heard this, he couldn't cry or laugh: his mind was quite lively. It's okay to take a detour like this, otherwise it depends on her temper. Maybe he will commit the crime of "roaring in court".

It's just that this Lin Mansion doesn't mean that you can enter it.

The two of them talked one wall, and the other wall walked out. The streets of Yongjing are vertical and horizontal, as far as the eye can see, and the two of them have just arrived, and they are a little unfamiliar with the route. I didn't want to ask people or guess, so I simply walked along Baogu Road for a while, and finally found a carriage and horse shop to hire a car.

The coachman was a man in his thirties, with steady hands and strong arms. As soon as he looked at it, he knew that Su Musha and the others were foreigners, so he spoke with a little enthusiasm and three points of self-restraint: "The two of you relax and take care of it to pull you to the ground safely." Where do you want to go? There are many things to visit in Yongjing. ”

Su Musha blew the hair on his sideburns and said with a smile: "We're going to Lin Mansion, do you know?" It is the residence of the new Guanglu doctor, Lord Lin Nolin. ”

The coachman of the carriage and horse shop runs all over Yongjing every day, and he also knows everything about those high-ranking families. Kelinno's identity is different. Although he is an old minister of the two dynasties, after all, he has been in Jiaozhou for more than ten years before he was newly transferred to Beijing, and he is considered an upstart, and the coachman heard that they were going to the Lin Mansion, and asked in a daze: "Which Lin Mansion?" Immediately reacted, this remark did not match his identity as an old Beijinger, and said as if making up, "In Beicheng." Isn't it on Suzaku Street? ”

Su Musha and the bookworm glanced at each other, and the former smiled and said, "If you don't know." We'll ...... again."

"Yes, yes," said the coachman, adding two points of caution, "fixed on those two streets." Get in the car first, get in the car. ”

Su Mu smiled and didn't answer, but said politely: "Then let's go." With that, she slipped neatly into the carriage and beckoned the bookworm to sit with her.

The bookworm sat in the outer seat, not lowering the curtains, he was unusual. is no longer silent, but tentatively in small talk, and obtained in greetings: "This big brother, is there anything new in Yongjing in the past two days?" ”

"That's a lot, how big a place Yongjing is, how many people are there, and one hundred and eighty new things must not happen every day."

The coachman scolded the horse and urged him away, did not look back, but only answered casually.

"Say two things, and hear about them." Su Musha said, she knew the intention of the bookworm, so she naturally had to answer like this.

The coachman scratched his head: "This ...... Headless and brainless, what do you say? After thinking for a while, he said, "By the way, the two of you just came to Yongjing, and you haven't been to the Xuanqing Temple outside the city." ”

"Xuanqingguan?"

The coachman listened to her words, but he didn't know anything about this place, and he couldn't help but smile when he spoke: "Just outside the city on the small green mountain halfway up the mountainside, the Taoist of Xuanqingguan is very powerful, what to ask for, what to want, a few days ago, the Di Yuan went to repay the vow, saying that he asked the Taoist of Wuqingzi to calculate a hexagram, and the result was really a kid, and the beauty of Di Yuanwai ......"

"Wait, wait," Su Musha interrupted him with a smile and a smile, "Are there any other types of new things?" ”

The coachman glared and said, "Which type is the other type?" He snorted, "I'm not the 'bag inquiry' in the restaurant and teahouse, and I know everything." ”

The bookworm glanced at Su Musha and motioned for her to move into the car, while he reached out and lowered the curtain, separating the inside and out.

"Uncle Worm, why don't you ask?"

"Because what you want to know is already known," the bookworm paused, "and he's right, if you have a 'bag of inquiry,' go back and look for one, and ask what you want to know." ”

"Bao inquire" is a special group of people who spend their days in crowded places, gathering information from other people's conversations and selling them to those in need. As long as he gives him money, he will sell any news, regardless of whether he is rich or low.

Su Musha didn't know about the existence of this kind of person in the past, and after listening to the bookworm's description, he also agreed with his point of view, and it was indeed much more direct and convenient to trade with money.

"By the way, how are you going to enter the Lin Mansion?"

After a few more walks, the bookworm suddenly asked. Su Mu pondered: "There are many rules in the Gaomen Compound, let's hand over a note to Miss Lin first," she said with a blazing gaze staring at the cloth bag on the back of the bookworm, with a "covetous" expression, "Is the worm already written?" ”

The bookworm opened the bag and said while taking a pen and paper: "It's okay to write now." ”

Su Musha hurriedly took this opportunity to take a peek at the bookworm's book bag, and saw a pile of various colored notes, neatly cut. She looked at one with sharp eyes, and said positively: "Use that sprinkled gold note, shiny, look at the gold and expensive." ”

The bookworm laughed, but he had his own rules with paper, and immediately pulled out a piece of jade plate paper that was white and firm, and was as smooth as jade, and wrote on the paper with his right arm hanging in the air. The writing on the bumpy carriage was more stable than the writing at the desk, and there was no messiness in the slightest.

(Heroine's diary 60, July 1, all kinds of news ride the wind, running much faster than a horse~) (To be continued.) )