Heavy dàfu soon noticed the man as well.

He followed Yan Jin's gaze, and then slightly raised the corners of his lips, "This is ...... What about private meetings? ”

Heavy dà husband's words made Yan Jin a little crying and laughing.

How dare they do such a thing?

If the third uncle knows, both of them will be unlucky.

Everyone thinks that the third master of the Yan family is the kindest person in the Yan family, but the fact is the opposite.

What they see is nothing more than superficial things.

Yan Sanye treated the guards around him very harshly, without any connivance.

If they don't do a good job, they will be kicked out of the Yan family.

But they have been by Yan Sanye's side for too long, and they know a lot of things about Yan Sanye. They were kicked out of the Yan family, which naturally meant death!

Only the dead can keep the secret!

These people have been by Yan Sanye's side since they were children, imitating Yan Sanye's behavior and so on. Even the voice must be the same as Yan Sanye...... So every one of these people is very good at ventriloquism.

They are good at imitating the voices of every person they are familiar with.

Yan Jin didn't know about the existence of this group of people in the past, because their whereabouts were haunting and they were very low-key. It wasn't until after the death of her former father that she knew that the Yan family still had such a group of people, a group of people as unfathomable as the third uncle.

It's just that Yan Jin is a little confused, Qingshan is the personal guard of the third uncle, why did he appear in the East Courtyard?

Yan Jin glanced at the gray figure again, and then showed a faint smile, "Chongdà, do you smell the smell of rouge?" ”

"Rouge?" Chongfu frowned, then took a deep breath, "It really smells of rouge!" ”

Yan Jin smiled and bowed slightly, looking at the gray figure, half-squinting.

Mother Ji, who was next to the second aunt, and Qingshan, who was next to the third uncle, appeared in the east courtyard together.

Looking at Ji's mother's appearance, she seemed to be as flustered as Qingshan.

When Yan Jin brought her green plum cakes, Yan Jin knew that Mother Ji was also a person next to the third uncle.

Now the second aunt's every move is known thoroughly by the third uncle.

In her previous life, she didn't remember this Mother Ji too much, and she didn't end up in the West Courtyard. But now Yan Jin clearly knows that this Mother Ji is not a simple character......

Seeing that Yan Jin didn't speak, the heavy dà husband said with great certainty, "This must be a private meeting!" ”

Yan Jinmei had a shallow smile in his eyes, "Really? ”

"Hmm!" Chongdàfu pointed to Ji's mother, who was about to disappear in front of them, and said, "It's much more delicate than the aunt just now!" ”

Yan Jin did not speak again, but continued to lead the way.

She looks like a little girl now, where can she discuss with her husband here, whether Mother Ji and Qingshan are having a private meeting.

Chongdàfu kept up with Yan Jin's footsteps, but he didn't see that Yan Jin had been distracted.

Ji's mother's husband's name is Qingzhu, and he used to be a guard who followed Mrs. Yan, but it is said that he had a serious illness later, so he left Ji's mother and son Qingwen behind. However, Old Lady Yan thought of him and had done a lot for the Yan family, so he asked Mother Ji to continue to stay in the Yan family to do things, and Qingzhu's son Qingwen, like his father, has been by the side of Old Lady Yan since he was a child!

Qingzhu's matter, because it is too old, so Yan Jin has only heard about it.

The only thing that made Yan Jin feel strange was that the old lady Yan, who had always been affectionate, would let Mother Ji and Qingwen continue to stay in the mansion. Mother Ji may still be able to talk about the past, but Qingwen ...... He is not good at ventriloquism, and his martial arts are not outstanding.

Qingwen is not of much use to the Yan family.

Chong Dà Fu smiled faintly, "It turns out that Qingping Hou will also raise these people!" ”

Chongdàfu's inexplicable words made Yan Jin raise his eyebrows and ask, "Who do you raise?" ”

Chongdàfu did not shy away from this, and continued, "Some nobles in the Western Regions will raise a lot of guards. But each of these guards resembles their master, and even their voices are exactly the same. They were more like dead soldiers than guards. When their owners are in danger, they give their lives...... Because they look like their masters, they can also be used to deceive the world when it is critical, so that the master can 'get the golden cicada out of its shell'. ”

After saying this, he told Yan Jin a lot about the Western Regions, and Yan Jin listened to everything with relish.

After entering the Yutang Pavilion, Chongdàfu stopped the topic.

He looked at the green jade peony for a while, and then praised endlessly, "Miss Yan, you are really amazing...... How do you feed these green jade peonies? ”

Yan Jin let Chongdàfu into the house, and then said slowly, "I read a few books, and they are written in the books." ”

Chong Dàfu took a breath of cold air, then picked up the teacup and took a sip before continuing to ask, "What book?" It actually wrote how to cultivate green jade peony? ”

After the husband finished speaking, he saw Yan Jin's absent-minded expression, and he felt that he had lost his manners.

He kept asking Yan Jin how to cultivate green jade peonies, but he forgot that Yan Jin's mother was still sick, and he helped people's pulses, but he never prescribed medicine. When he realized this, he immediately stood up and opened the medicine box. I made people grind the ink again, and quickly wrote down a lot of drug names on the paper......

"Does Miss Yan have someone she trusts?" The husband handed the prescription to Yan Jin, and said, "My wife's medicine has been tampered with, and I'm worried that there will be a second time." If you are not at ease, Miss should not use it again! ”

Compared with the mean tone in Yirong Courtyard just now, Chongdàfu is much more polite now.

Yan Jin took the prescription and called out to the outside of the house, "Ah Shui!" ”

Soon, Ah Shui picked up the bead curtain and walked in, and said, "Miss, slave, here!" ”

"You take the prescription to Qing Han, and let Qing Han decoct the medicine himself!" After Yan Jin handed the prescription to Ah Shui, he said, "Go now!" ”

Ah Shui laughed, and his dark face showed a touch of white, "Slave, go now!" ”

Ah Shui held the pharmacy tightly in his hand, then raised his feet and walked out of the house.

The heavy dàfu raised his eyebrows, with a little surprise in his expression, "Miss will let the people in the wife's house decoct the medicine, don't be afraid...... Is something happening again? ”

"Light cold will not!" Yan Jin was categorical, then picked up the teacup and said lightly, "Father will take care of it!" ”

Seeing Yan Jin say this, Chongdàfu stopped asking questions.

He knew that Yan Jin was not stupid, and that Yan Ji Chang Yan was not an ordinary person.

Today's events, I'm afraid that they have angered that Lord Yan, and there will be some excitement in the Yan family's house in the future.

Thinking about it, he smiled slightly.

He's a guy who likes to be lively.

At this time, in Yirong Courtyard, Aunt Ji was kneeling on the bluestone ground in the vestibule, with tears in her eyes.

The corners of her lips twitched slightly, but she didn't know what to say.

Aunt Ji tightened the brocade handkerchief in her hand tightly, but lowered her eyes and found that the embroidered brocade was no longer the aster flower she liked. It was a delicate magnolia...... For some reason, she felt faintly disgusted and almost nauseated.

Magnolia again, magnolia again......

Aunt Ji tore the brocade pa, then took a deep breath and continued to kneel straight.

She knew she couldn't get out of here.

What if she leaves, if she doesn't see her child in the future?

Yan Jichang in the house didn't come out again, and he only dropped a sentence lightly: You go! He didn't say anything else, he went into the room, and didn't seem to worry at all about whether her body would faint in the scorching sun......

It turns out that Yan Ji often has such mean times.

Aunt Ji raised her head and looked at the sky......

I saw the scorching sun dazzling, and the clouds in the distance looked like clumps of cotton.

She remembered the day she was sold into slavery, and the sky was like this, and she couldn't lift her head in the scorching sun, when she was about to starve to death, and the water on her body seemed to be drained. She wanted to live, but her brothers just wanted to sell her.

Only when you sell her can you have silver, and only with silver can you buy something to eat.

She couldn't even plead at that time, and her throat choked as if something was choking. She just squatted limply under the corner, clutching a long dog's tail grass in her hand, and looked at the people coming and going around her with a blank expression.

Someone came up, raised her head, and tore her mouth open, as if looking at an animal, checked her teeth, and finally shook his head again, and said regretfully, "Cheap is cheap, but it doesn't look good!" ”

At that time, she didn't quite understand the meaning of those people's words.

Until, later......

When it was evening, she glanced at her yellow-skinned brother beside her weakly, and said softly, "Brother, let's go home!" ”

"Home?" The brother stood up like crazy, kicked her hard, and yelled loudly, "Home? Where do we still have a home, you useless thing, you look so ugly, even the people in Furong Courtyard don't want to buy you...... Useless stuff ......"

She curled up in a ball, and faintly heard her brother say, Furong Courtyard.

That place, she knew.

Once upon a time, when she was selling beans on the street, she saw many ornate carriages that frequented the place. And upstairs in the Furong Courtyard, there are always all kinds of women with heavy makeup, sometimes enchanting, sometimes pure, and their voices are as moving and graceful as a yellow bird.

In that place, there is a lot of crimson smell.

However, they like to buy the rouge of the little merchant, but rarely buy her beans.

The brother kicked her more and more hard, and seemed to want to kick her to death, so that the Ji family would have one less person to eat. At that time, she wanted to cry, but the tears could not flow.

This is her relative, but at this time, but she longs for her to die.

What did she do wrong?

She still can't figure it out.

Aunt Ji rubbed the corners of her sour eyes, and then sighed heavily.

On that day, she thought she was going to die......

But just as she was about to give up, a gorgeous carriage slowly stopped in front of them. She lifted her blood-covered eyes and vaguely saw a man walking slowly.

His voice is so good, even the reprimand, it is so attractive, "You guys, what are you doing?" ”R1152