Silk Street is the main street of Liuhe Town, the longest street in Liuhe Town, and the most prosperous place. Although Liuhe Town is a small town, it is not small, so the yamen here is also located on this street, and the residence of the garrison commander is also in the center of this street. In addition, there are many shops, and there are countless liquor shops and tea houses. And Chen Wenzheng's Yunlai Inn and Liu's Jixiang Inn are both on this street.

Silk Street is pedestrians even on days when it is not in the market, and as for the night, almost all the nightlife of Liuhe Town is on Silk Street. Probably because it's a small town, there's no curfew. Moreover, because there are very few bandits here, the folk customs are not bad, and even the patrol officials are lazy and lazy, fishing for three days and three nets for two days.

After Chen Qiuniang and the three of them came out of the mason's house, Pan Qing, who knew a little about martial arts, noticed that someone was following. The three of them then walked briskly into the bustling Silk Street.

There were more lights on Silk Street, and there were pedestrians on the road, Chen Qiuniang felt less afraid, so she approached Panqing a little and asked, "Is that person still following?" ”

Pan Qing whispered, "I don't know now." But someone must have followed before. ”

"Didn't he listen to what we said to the mason?" Chen Qiuniang thought of this, and muttered in her heart whether the person who was stalking was stalking herself, or Chen Wenzheng, or Chen Wenzheng's competitor. After all, Chen Wenzheng has borrowed money in the past few days, and many people know that Chen Wenzheng is going to revitalize the Yunlai Inn.

"I don't know, at that time, I was only listening carefully to Qiu Niang, how you talked to the mason, and I just admired it." Pan Qing replied in a low voice.

Chen Qiuniang was silent. She wasn't sure what the identity and purpose of the person was for a while, and she saw how many dark currents would be turbulent in the future.

"It doesn't hurt even if it sounds. The drawings you made can't be made by others, and besides, we have an agreement with the mason. Chen Wenzheng flicked the sleeves of his wide robe, bringing up the cool night breeze.

Chen Qiuniang just let out a low "um" and continued to walk forward, she didn't say anything about her worries. Even if the shopping mall is like a battlefield, eighteen kinds of martial arts, all kinds of dirty means may appear. But knowing the possible opponents, she is not afraid. The point is, now she doesn't know which number of people she is following.

Is it the Chen family's enemy or competitor, or is it her trouble?

She was preoccupied along the way, constantly looking at the shadows around her, trying to see some clues. But Silk Street is the same as ever, the lanterns are swaying in the cool wind, the dark sky, and there is not a single star. Some of the shops on the street are still ajar, and occasionally there are people walking at night.

"Don't worry too much. I don't think it's a big problem. After being silent for a long time, when he was about to arrive at the door of the Yamen on Silk Street, Chen Wenzheng suddenly whispered.

"I just don't know where the other party came from, so I'm just a little worried." Chen Qiuniang replied.

Pan Qing said: "What can be the way to come?" If you are too worried, we can go to Zhang's Mansion to report it. ”

"Zhang's house?" Chen Qiuniang was a little surprised. Whether this is worried or not, what does it matter to go to Zhang's mansion to report.

"yes. If there is an enemy or any bad person, suspicious person, you can go to the General's Mansion to say something, and the General's Mansion will send additional patrol personnel. And the General's Mansion will not collect any protective money. Pan Qing replied, his tone full of adoration and pride.

"Zhang's Mansion is not an official mansion, is it still a patrol?" Chen Qiuniang was surprised. She asked Ma Si before, but she didn't inquire in such detail. If Zhang Fu really overstepped his authority to let his people patrol and protect the safety of Liuhe Town, then it was really a rhythm of death. What emperor would allow a general to do such a thing privately to win people's hearts? Even if you are in Shu, where the emperor is far away, it is absolutely impossible not to see the emperor's eyeliner. If this is the case, Zhangfu's century-old foundation is afraid that it will soon collapse.

If this is the case, Zhang Fu is indeed a silver-like pewter spear head! Mrs. Zhang and Zhang Ci are the masters of embroidered pillows.

"yes. The nursing home of Zhangfu also protects the peace of Liuhe Town. All of them were trained by the army and were highly armed. Panqing spoke in a tone of total adoration.

Chen Wenzheng quipped: "Look at you like this, if the Zhang Mansion accepts you." I'm afraid you won't want to follow me. ”

"Childe, where are you talking? I grew up with you since I was a child, thanks to the care of my wife and master, I can not worry about food and clothing, literacy and hyphenation, how can I be a person who does not care about kindness. Pan Qing's tone was full of grievances.

"You, if the Zhang Mansion is willing to accept you, and you also like to dance with knives and guns, can I still stop your future? Wouldn't it be better if you did a good job and protect me in the future? Chen Wenzheng said with a smile.

Chen Qiuniang didn't say a word, on the one hand, she felt that Zhang Fu was very funny, she was not low-key enough as a courtier, she earned fame for herself, and she was the rhythm of death; On the other hand, she was thinking about who the person she was following was: for a moment she wondered if it was Zhang Ci's person; After a while, I wondered if it was the man in black's subordinates, after all, the person's appearance was strange, especially in his attitude towards a country girl like her, who seemed to be too enthusiastic; After a while, I wondered if it would be Zhu Wenkang's house that knew something and let people come to explore the truth, if it was Zhu Wenkang, the situation would be more dangerous; Or maybe it's the Chen family's hostility and competitors, such as that Liu shopkeeper or something.

For a moment, her thoughts flew like the cold wind of hunting. Pan Qing pulled her arm and said, "Qiu Niang, look, that's the guard of the Zhang Mansion." ”

Chen Qiuniang followed Pan Qing's finger and looked, ten people, two teams, the leader carried a lantern, a ring knife in his hand, and a bow and arrow on his back. Sure enough, it was the outfit of the guards of the Zhang Mansion who came to Liucun that day.

"It's really the rhythm of death." Chen Qiuniang sighed in her heart.

"Mighty enough." Pan Qing said in a very admiring tone.

"Okay." Chen Qiuniang replied in a low voice, looking at these ten people carefully, as if she saw the future of Zhang Fu having to lose.

Chen Wenzheng sighed and said, "In this way, I have always been a little ostentatious." ”

Chen Qiuniang was taken aback, secretly thinking that this Chen Wenzheng was really a smart person, who could see through the world, and actually agreed with her. This man is seventeen or eighteen years old, and he has such knowledge, and he is definitely not a thing in the pool.

The three of them stood on the side of the street, waiting for the patrol to pass before continuing on. After walking about 20 meters, I could hear the sound of the pipa faintly coming in the wind. Chen Qiuniang followed the sound and looked at the Tianxiang Building next to it, which was the only green building in Liuhe Town. It is said that the women in this Tianxiang Mansion live in a simple house, rarely deal with the people in the town, and only receive distinguished guests who can afford silver. Occasionally, people who have seen the scale of Tianxianglou have said that the women inside are extremely good at singing and dancing, and they are very beautiful. Most of the distinguished guests who come and go from the south to the north like to rest in Tianxiang Building.

At this moment, the sound of the silk and bamboo orchestra of Xianglou faintly came out, and a woman's elegant voice rose up. The brightly lit Tianxiang Building is a bit like a pavilion with fairy energy in the air in the night.

"How's the cook here?" Chen Qiuniang couldn't help asking.

"I don't know." Chen Wenzheng replied, and said with some disgust, "This kind of fireworks place, I don't think I pay attention to the food." ”

"What's the origin of this boss?" Chen Qiuniang asked. She doesn't despise Qinglou women, after all, everyone has their own way of living. She just thought that the Qinglou should be the most well-informed and the fastest to spread the news, and at the same time, in order to show his identity, the dignitaries and nobles did not go to the Qinglou to set up a few tables, and listened to the voice of silk and bamboo, but they could not show their identity or show their elegance. If you can cooperate with them in the future, Yunlai Hotel can be a high-end feast for wealthy families.

"I don't know. I used to listen to the guests chatting, it seems that it is the former dynasty teaching lady, surnamed Wang, others call her Wang Niangzi or Wang family, with the apprentice fled in a panic, and fled to this Liuhe Town, opened this Tianxiang Building. Specializing in silk and bamboo orchestra and dance. At first, she also taught the rich lady song and dance, but later she didn't make a good living. But he began to pick up women from the south to the north and started the skin and meat business. The whole thing is to pollute the integrity. Chen Wenzheng said it with regret.

Chen Qiuniang also sighed when she heard this, and said: "Life is in the world, and I can't help myself. Everyone is not living as well as they want. ”

Chen Wenzheng shook his head and said, "Qiu Niang is only nine years old, and she knows how to make money in a dignified manner. Those are about to be lazy to do. ”

Chen Qiuniang stopped talking. What could she say? In this troubled and troubled world, it is already difficult for a weak woman to drift away, let alone some women who used to live a good life and suddenly fell down. And she can't represent anyone, because she is a second-generation person, in her thirties, and in that era of advanced information, she has long seen the vicissitudes of the world and learned to think and analyze rationally. Even so, she often feels lost.

"That's their business. Now we are going to do business, another day, we will open on the first day, and we will also give the next post to the king of this Tianxianglou. Chen Qiuniang said.

"Why? The lord has never liked to deal with such people. Pan Qing said.

Chen Qiuniang sneered and said, "It's all about opening the door to do business, and who is more upright if you don't save it." Brother Panqing, if you want to make your business bigger, you must be able to tolerate people and see the people and relationships represented behind them. ”

But what is the meaning of such a person? People have their own kitchens, do they still expect people to come to our restaurant to eat? Pan Qing muttered.

Chen Qiuniang stood on the side of the street opposite Tianxiang Building and looked up at the three-story building, and whispered, "To be honest, they are the lords who are closer to the dignitaries than us. In addition to low-end civilian food, we also have to open up a daily limited edition of dishes, and accept customized dishes from wealthy families, commonly known as wealthy feasts. Your son-in-law wants to open Yunlai restaurants all over the south and north, but I want to be a master in the culinary industry. ”

"Yiqiu Niang." Chen Wenzheng also echoed in a low voice.

At this moment, the door of Tianxianglou "creaked" open, the lights came out, and someone walked out, against the light. But Chen Qiuniang could see that the leader was a man, and he was wearing a cloak.

"Childe, don't you want to stay a little longer? Today, Haruka hasn't danced that palm dance for you yet. The tactful and charming voice came from a woman in yellow.

The man didn't answer, but waved his hand to the side of the street, as if waiting for something. The woman chased him out and stood side by side with him, with her eyebrows lowered and her head on the side, looking like a little girl.

The man seemed to feel the scrutiny of Chen Qiuniang and the others, and he raised his head and swept over. Chen Qiuniang stood behind Chen Wenzheng, but she really saw that peerless face, which was Zhu Wenkang's beloved slave.

Did he see himself? Chen Qiuniang was shocked, and then thought that she was wearing men's clothes now, and she was hidden behind Chen Wenzheng, it was dark again, and the lights were unknown. Rao is martial arts master who leaves again will not recognize her.

She was a little settled, and when she looked at Nian Nu'er again, he had already pulled on his cloak. A carriage came next to it, and it was the words "Zhu Fu" hung up.

"Childe, go slowly." The woman in yellow shouted coquettishly.

Niannu jumped into the carriage lightly, drew the curtain, and never said a word to the woman in yellow. The carriage clattered on the bluestone slabs of Silk Street, and gradually moved away. The woman in yellow also twisted her waist boringly and went back and closed the door.

Chen Qiuniang and her entourage returned in a hurry, washed up, ate the porridge boiled by Mrs. Chen, chatted for a while, and then went back to their rooms to sleep.

In fact, Chen Qiuniang did not feel sleepy when she lay down. In her previous life, she didn't sleep well, and she was a night owl, drinking tea, practicing yoga, playing games online, or cooking food at night, and the quality of her water surface was even worse.

Although she has crossed over to become an ancient little Lori, she has a lot of worries and still doesn't sleep well. But the lights are expensive, and she always doesn't care about lighting them and sleeping during the day. So, he blew out the lamp and lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and recuperated himself, and sorted out the past, the encounters, the way he came, the people he encountered, and the possible things, trying to sort out clear clues, so as not to get lost.

Her thoughts fluctuated, coming and going, and she didn't know how long it had been, but she did hear a slight noise. At first it was like the faint sound of the wind, then it was like the sound of leaves falling gently. The sound drew closer, followed by the soft opening of her door.

What kind of person is this, he actually entered the house. Chen Qiuniang panicked, gently reached out and touched the kitchen knife under the pillow, and used the yoga breathing method to adjust the breathing to be even. The sound of breathing sounded like a deep sleep.

She pricked up her ears and listened, quietly waiting for the man to arrive. She could hear the man's movements clearly: the man opened the door first, stood by the door for a long time, and crept into the back room after seeing that there was no movement in the room.

"This person should have good eyesight or an acquaintance. Because in the dark room, I didn't touch anything. Chen Qiuniang judged in her heart.

When the man entered the back room, he stood at the curtain of the door for a long time before slowly moving to the bedside. If the man makes any further moves, he is to be killed. Chen Qiuniang made this decision in her heart.

The man kept standing by the bed, motionless, making Chen Qiuniang suspect that it was her own hallucination. RS