Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Collector
Xu Buling walked out of the Ning family's courtyard, walked through the neighborhood in the night rain, and returned to Chongrenfang, still a little weak in his heart.
The name of the master and apprentice in the rivers and lakes is like a father, son, mother and daughter, just after a bite with Ning Qingye at night, he turned around and looked at the master of the other family, obviously what he did was not a human business. Although it is saving people and treating injuries, as the saying goes, 'illness is not taboo for medical treatment', these things should not be taken care of, but this excuse is obviously not available.
At this moment, Xu Buling could only hope that Ning Yuhe didn't find out, and they would treat each other as if nothing had happened, otherwise with Ning Qingye's temperament, he would have to hunt him down for thousands of miles.
There are a lot of houses in Chongrenfang, because Lao Qi is secretly watching, Zhu Manzhi naturally knows the location of the small courtyard.
Xu Buling's words fell in the small courtyard, and there were only three rooms in the eye, the kitchen on the left and the bedroom on the right, plus a locked main house.
There was nothing in the courtyard, a clothesline tied under the window, a few pairs of boots leaning against the wall, and a few blades, it seemed that he usually practiced martial arts.
Xu Buling listened attentively, there was a sound of steady breathing in the room, and he should be asleep. He walked to the door and tapped twice with his hand.
Knock Knock –
Whew~~Whew~~~
Didn't wake up.
Xu Buling frowned slightly, raised his hand and pushed lightly, the door was not bolted, obviously knowing that he would come.
Squeak –
The door opens and closes.
Xu Buling entered the small room, there was a faint fragrance in the room, and in the dim light, there were no other objects in the room except for the table, cabinet, and bed. The candied rouge bought during the day was placed on the table, and a pair of embroidered shoes were thrown crookedly on the ground, and one was turned over.
Looking sideways, Zhu Manzhi was lying on the embroidery bed, posing in a 'big' shape, covering his back with only the futon, or lying on his stomach diagonally, huh...... The sleeping appearance is really not very good-looking.
Xu Buling saw that Zhu Manzhi was not awakened, and he didn't want to scare the little girl's family, so he walked to him lightly and covered the futon.
Zhu Manzhi seemed to have a 'um~', and muttered in his sleep:
"Mother...... It's not dawning...... Sleep a little longer......"
“……”
Xu Buling looked at it a few times, then shook his head and chuckled.
Although he was very careful, Zhu Manzhi lived alone for a long time, but he slowly opened his eyes and glanced at them, closed them, and opened them again, and his sleepy-eyed little face slowly turned nervous, and he closed his eyes suddenly.
Whew~Whew~~
"Don't pretend, wake up."
Xu Buling sat down next to her, and raised his hand to pinch her face a little funny.
Zhu Manzhi turned sideways nervously, pulled the quilt, obviously wearing clothes and still embarrassed, turned his head to avoid Xu Buling's hand, and whispered:
"Young Master Xu, why did you come here so late...... I was waiting for you and accidentally fell asleep. ”
"There's been a bit of a mess just now, and I'm a little busy."
"Oh......"
Zhu Manzhi pursed his lips and smiled, glanced at Xu Buling, and muttered:
"Why didn't Childe knock on the door, I'm a girl's ......"
“……”
Xu Buling took a breath, to be honest, it was really difficult for such a cute little girl to think about anything else, shook his head and said:
"It's me who takes the liberty to rest well and come back to you in a few days."
Zhu Manzhi was actually a little confused, so he got up and hooked the hair hanging down his ears:
"Don't be presumptuous, Xu Gongzi walks slowly......"
Xu Buling said "um", got up and walked to the table, picked out the rouge specially bought for Zhu Manzhi, and put it on the table.
Zhu Manzhi was stunned, looked at the rouge box on the table, and was a little embarrassed:
"And my share?"
Xu Buling raised his eyebrows: "After running with me for a long time, you have to pay off a little." ”
"Thank you, Childe." Zhu Manzhi pursed his lips and smiled, and got up to send him off.
Squeak—
The room fell silent.
Zhu Manzhi stood for a moment holding on to the door, and after making sure that Xu Buling was far away, he jumped up, ran to the table, and picked up the rouge box to look carefully.
"Hee-hee-hee......"
Zhu Manzhi looked at it again and again for a while, and then threw himself on the futon, rolling back and forth, and he didn't know what he was happy about......
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In the middle of the night, Xu Buling returned to the palace, wet and looking a little embarrassed.
The guards patrolled around the palace in shifts, and Lao Xiao had always slept little, so he burned a brazier outside the study at this time, and read it carefully with the "Spring Palace Yushu Map" in his hand.
Reading the Spring Palace at night, I occasionally have a feeling, and I will write two annotations in the book, what 'warm goose intestine path, tactful nine-song corridor, delicate flowers and weak willows and rain, spring night bitter and short love long'...... when I think of being young, I am also a free guest with both civil and military skills.
Pedal Pedal –
Seeing Xu Buling falling from the roof with a broken hat, Lao Xiao closed the book and stuffed it into his sleeve, and said with a smile:
"Little prince, I heard that there are assassins in Chongrenfang again, you went there today, I'm afraid you have something to gain, do you want to send someone to keep an eye on it?"
Xu Buling threw the hat aside and shook the rain on his robe:
"No need, it's okay with me this time."
Lao Xiao nodded, smashed his mouth and pondered: "I heard that Xu Danqing is back, and he started painting beauties again, I don't know who can win the championship this time......"
"You'll find out in a few days."
Xu Buling was not interested in Xu Danqing, entered the bedroom, took out clean clothes from the cabinet and changed them, and then took a brush from the pen stand, dipped it in ink and smeared it on the wall covered with rice paper, preparing for tomorrow's palace entry.
Judging from his contact these days, the Queen Mother grew up in the family since she was a child, and then entered the palace to be widowed, and she had no social experience at all.
However, the Queen Mother is obviously more mature and assertive than Song Yufu, and she is much more difficult to deal with, so it is obviously not possible to make some fierce materials.
The spread rice paper on the wall was smeared with messy ink, which was a surprise prepared by Xu Buling for Mrs. Lu, who had promised to draw a picture for Mrs. Lu in the spring last time, and had been preparing for this for a long time.
It's a pity that after all, the Gu poison on the body is more urgent, and this carefully prepared gift can only be taken out to get the Queen Mother first.
In the dead of night, listening to the rustle of the drizzle outside, Xu Buling inevitably recalled Ning Yuhe again, even if he was indifferent, he was inevitably a little curious, of course, not curious.
After pondering for a while, Xu Buling found a clean rice paper and drew the pattern above the white tiger with his memory.
The pattern should be the silhouette of a phoenix with wings, only the size of a flower petal, and the pale red looks a little seductive.
Xu Buling carefully observed for a long time at that time, the pattern was definitely not a tattoo, nor did it look like it was painted casually, a Taoist aunt, or the most famous beauty, it was impossible to paint and play in that place.
Xu Buling brought the oil lamp over, looked at it carefully, identified it for a long time, and guessed that it was probably something similar to Shougong Sand.
In the woman's place, it was not easy to ask Lao Xiao, so he could only throw it aside first, folded the paper and flew up, and took out a small wooden box from the beam.
The wooden box was originally used to hold jade pendants, and at this time there was a purse inside, and the purse was naturally the belly pocket of the Queen Mother and Mrs. Lu.
Xu Buling opened it and looked at it a few times, put the folded paper into it, and put the wooden box on the beam again......