Early the next morning.

There are more wolf guards between the streets and alleys of Chang'an City, and it is obvious that the matter of the thieves in the palace has reached the ears of Zhang Xiang of the Investigation Department.

As the yamen who supervises the small rivers and lakes, it is obviously difficult to escape the blame for being broken into the imperial city, and for a while, the wolf guard has been a lot stricter in the investigation of the Jianghu guests, and the occasions where the Jianghu people gather have been taken care of, which is naturally nothing.

The farce of the Spring Festival Building last night, set off a lot of wind and the wind is much bigger, the people like to listen to this kind of interesting thing the most, the streets and alleys are just dawning and talking about last night's scene, what 'Su Wang Shizi took the beauty to visit the Qinglou, for the Pomeranian people to laugh and spend a lot of money', 'Su Wang Shizi beat the prince of Taiwei in a rage' and so on, saying and sitting in the Yingchun Building to watch.

Xu Buling beat the son of Liu Pingyang, one of the three dukes, and this matter also made trouble in the court the next day, and some officials of Liu Pingyang's family symbolically impeached a few words of 'Xu Buling Feiyang is domineering', but everyone knows that it is useless, the two sons and brothers who have not reached the crown are fighting, Liu Pingyang doesn't care, not to mention the current saint, Song Ji just told the Xiao and Liu families to discipline the younger generations well, and this matter is over.

The strategy of striking east and west is perfect, but it is not to avoid all the troubles, Xu Buling went to the Qinglou or entered the palace, but he did not inform Mrs. Lu, and Mrs. Lu knew that if she went to the Qinglou to buy an oiran to play, naturally there would be no good fruit to eat.

Dongfang had just lit up the white belly of the fish, and Xu Buling, who had rested in bed for an hour, got up early and prepared to take refuge in the country.

It's a pity that Mrs. Lu's ears and eyes are not ordinary, and she sent a moon slave to block the gate of the palace as soon as it was dawn.

Xu Buling knew that he was in danger, and after tidying up, he followed the moon slave to the courtyard of Jinghuayuan.

The sun rises in the east and the warm sun shines on the sparkling lake.

Smoke curls in the courtyard by the lake, and the maids are busy preparing breakfast.

Spring is approaching, Jinghuayuan is an ornamental yard, and it is very beautiful when the garden is full of flowers. Mrs. Lu is widowed at home and has nothing to do all day, except for taking care of Xu Buling, the rest of the time is to take care of flowers, embroidery and sewing clothes.

At this time, Mrs. Lu got up early, dressed in a blue long skirt, holding a pair of scissors in her hand, and repaired the pruning scissors in the garden outside the courtyard.

Xu Buling tidied up his white robe, walked slowly behind Mrs. Lu, and smiled brightly:

"Aunt Lu, what did you cook delicious in the morning?"

Mrs. Lu knew that Xu Buling was coming, but she didn't look back, repairing the bare flower branches with scissors, and her tone was a little resentful:

"Got up so early? Last night, I played until midnight in the Spring Festival Building, not only with Miss Song, but also spent a lot of money to buy dozens of singers, are you tired? ”

Xu Buling had already prepared for this: "Didn't Aunt Lu let me hide it?" Look at how well I hid it, I bought a lot of beautiful girls and didn't want it, like two fools, and beat Liu Changrun by the way, but it was too high. ”

When Mrs. Lu heard the news last night, she was going to go out to the Qinglou to make trouble, but later she was relieved to hear that Xu Buling had driven away all those Qinglou foxes.

"Hmph~ Count you a little measured, those Qinglou women are not clean, and they can't be touched...... Why don't you go to the Qinglou to make a scene, what are you doing with Miss Song? Could it be that every woman around me is not used to being accompanied? Do you want me to ......?"

Xu Buling hurriedly raised his hand: "Ling'er definitely didn't mean that, a fool just went to the Qinglou to take the girl by himself, didn't I follow your instructions and hide my clumsiness......"

The words were all pushed on Mrs. Lu, Mrs. Lu really didn't want to say anything, so she thought about it a little: "Okay, it's just this once, not an example." If you let me know that you are going to fool around in the Qinglou, I will not care about you, you call the queen mother to go to ......"

"Got it, got it, huh...... Leave the garden to me, and you can go back and rest. ”

Xu Buling raised his hand to get the scissors in Mrs. Lu's hand.

Mrs. Lu raised her hand and didn't give it, and her eyes motioned to the other courtyard: "How can you do this kind of work and go to the house to wait for dinner......

Xu Buling breathed a sigh of relief and turned to the side, but unfortunately before he took two steps, a voice came from behind:

"By the way, hang up the painting of the Queen Mother, hang it better, lest the Queen Mother ask and say that you don't care."

“……”

Xu Buling nodded with difficulty, and with a somewhat far-fetched smile, he came to Mrs. Lu's house to dig a pit for himself.

The maids were all busy in the kitchen, there was no one in Mrs. Lu's boudoir, the windows were open, and the morning light was slanted on the soft couch.

Xu Buling came here as if he was going home, he was clear about the furnishings of the room, and walked straight to the cabinet next to the embroidery bed.

The room is not big, the sea of tea, soft couches, tables and chairs and other objects have occupied the place, and the objects that are not used for the time being Mrs. Lu are generally placed in the cabinet.

Xu Buling opened the cabinet door, and the three-layer lattice was full of hairpin boxes, bracelets, books and other items, and several picture scrolls stood on the bottom floor, and the queen mother's picture box was also among them. He was about to take out the drawing box when he suddenly made another move and looked at the empty boudoir.

Peony belly pocket......

The lingering images of these days came to mind again, and Xu Buling's heart couldn't help but itch, after all, he still hadn't told whether he was dreaming that night or not.

The silence in the room seemed to be a godsend.

Xu Buling has never been indecisive, and after a little deliberation, he stood up and opened the cabinet door on the other side.

The cabinet also has three layers of latticework, and the things displayed are completely different - the clothes and shawls and skirts are placed on the top, and the bottom layer is the private objects of the woman's house, covered with red cloth.

Xu Buling squatted down and opened the red envelope, and there were more than a dozen belly pockets and obscene pants of different colors neatly placed inside, in addition to thin pants with open crotch, porcelain, white handkerchiefs and other things.

These things are used in the cave room, the open crotch pants are to avoid the newlyweds being shy to accompany the marriage, and the porcelain is the villain in various postures, not to mention the white handkerchief.

Xu Buling hesitated, picked up the white handkerchief and looked at it, it was clean and obviously unused, and quickly folded it and put it back, for some reason his heart was beating fast, and it was even more stressful than last night when he broke into the palace alone.

In order to alleviate the doubts in his heart, Xu Buling opened Aunt Lu's folded belly pockets one by one to check.

There are many kinds of embroidery on the belly pocket, such as mandarin ducks, lotuses, peonies, and daisies, and peonies account for the majority, which may have something to do with him saying that Aunt Lu is like a peony, but there is no goose yellow peony belly pocket with a white background in his vague impression.

Xu Buling patiently rummaged through the cabinets for a long time, and finally found a white, thin as cicada wings almost transparent, with good fabric, unfolded to look at it carefully, fragrant, a little familiar but not very similar......

"Ling'er!"

Suddenly, a mature voice sounded, and the footsteps approached.

Around Xu Buling's gall, he was scared......