Originally, Qing'er planned to go to the Rui Wang's Mansion when she was fine, but her mother persuaded her to be in line with etiquette and something, so she had to give up.

She has been waiting for a long time, and it is not less than these days.

In addition to practicing martial arts and reading every day, there is nothing to do. Compared with when I was in the north, the amount of training was much less, and I was not lazy, after all, I was about to get married, and if there was no accident, I would not have anything to do on the battlefield in the future.

And the thing to think about now is how to get rid of the threats around Yan Lanyan one by one. Although she had been thinking about this for a long time, she had never started to plan it. After all, everything is unpredictable on the battlefield, and at that time, about the affairs of Kyoto and the imperial court, I only knew that Yan Lanyan was alive, King Zheng ascended the throne, and the Wang family rose to the top.

At that time, it was just a matter of being weak, but now that I have returned, I have to start the real work.

Although at present, the Wang clan is only in a state of monitoring Yan Lanyan and does not threaten his safety, but for a powerful enemy, being passive is equivalent to waiting for death. Six years ago was a hard-cherished example.

And if you want to do something, you can't do it with silver.

So now my main task, the first is to have a deeper understanding of the structure between them, and the second is to make money.

Thinking of this, I have to meet a person, the person who has worked for himself for two years and eaten up all his savings, including the huge sum of money that he got by selling his true works in the past few months by deceiving his conscience and painting and deceiving poetry.

According to the name of the store that the informant told him before, Qing'er searched for two whole days in Kyoto before finding it.

Looking at the old signboard, I was really helpless.

"Mu Chunfeng", just listening to the name is like a kiln, before this Qing'er really thought that it would be a green building, but now that I see it, it is really my villain's heart, and it is a bookstore. If Qing'er hadn't come here in person, I really didn't know that there was such a desolate place in Kyoto.

Although there are some houses around, there is no smoke from cooking, and there is only fallen leaves on the wide streets, and there is no one in sight. Even the sound of cats jumping over tiles fifty meters away can be heard clearly.

"Girl, please inside." Qing'er looked at it for a while, and was about to go in, when a thin middle-aged man came out of it. The expression and facial features on his face looked like a very authentic profiteer.

If you let other girls see such a shopkeeper in such a place, and then see a shopkeeper like this, she will definitely run away.

Qing'er followed the middle-aged man into the door. The strong musty smell of books came to the nostrils, and the space inside was not small, but because the bookshelves were more and higher, it was obviously noon, the windows were relatively large, and I lit several candles and felt gloomy.

There is also a strong man around the corner who is cleaning diligently with a feather duster, and it is good not to turn his face, and when he turns his face, Qing'er seems to see the four words "not a good bird".

It's no wonder that it's so deserted, just the shopkeeper and the guy with such a face, whoever dares to step within a hundred meters, respect him as a man.

"Nangong girl, please." The middle-aged man lifted the green cloth curtain, and inside was the back hall, a simple and traditional hall furnishings. The shopkeeper smiled sourly at Qing'er, and Qing'er's scalp was numb when Nangong girl called.

"Do you know who I am?"

"The master explained two days ago, saying that Miss Nangong would visit, but I didn't expect Miss Nangong to be two days late."

"What about the others?"

"Gone."

"Gone? When did you go. ”

"Two days ago."

"......" Qing'er stopped, left and let herself in, just tell yourself where the person is and look for it. Where he is, I'll go find him. ”

The shopkeeper seemed to laugh at all the pleats he had accumulated over the years, and he was very flattering: "The master said, since the Nangong girl is here, why don't you sit down and drink tea, and change the signboard at the door of the small shop by the way." ”

Qing'er didn't think much about it, and said briskly: "Okay, then bring your new signboard, and I'll install it for you." ”

"Then what makes it, the master wants you to give me a word." The shopkeeper just wanted to think about the desk, "Well, the pen and paper are ready for you." ”

Qing'er didn't make much expression, went over directly, raised the pen with a wave, and was done.

The shopkeeper still wants to prepare to go over and help grind and press the paper, so it's best to taste the tea first, and write the words in a comfortable mood......

"Good words, good words! The girl is really real and doesn't show her face! The shopkeeper's eyebrows were flying, Qing'er glanced at him helplessly, and he had been smiling on his face since he had even entered the door, but at this time he was really smiling. Oops, that's great! ”

Perhaps with that joy, the shopkeeper seemed to be a different person, and after smiling, he became a little more decent.

"Chongyang, hurry, send Miss Nangong to Lianbu Street. By the way, I will also bring this character to the old man Gao. ”

When the man, who was "not a good bird", came to pick up the words, the shopkeeper reached out to stop him.

"Don't be busy, wait for the ink to dry. What a word! ”

After a while, the shopkeeper carefully rolled up the characters and placed them in a cylindrical box made of mahogany.

"Be careful, just show him and don't let him touch it, let him usually scream in front of me."

……

What about tea?

And isn't Lianbu Street the street of the General's Mansion?

The eyes are full of mahogany, the tables and chairs are hollow carving, the beams are hollow carving, and the doors and windows are also hollow carving.

Qing Ya Tang?

I'm afraid that no matter how elegant the name is, it can't hide this vulgar taste and aesthetics

Qing'er watched the tea leaves in the cup spin and shake, green and transparent, it was a high-quality tea. She doesn't know the Tao of tea, but she likes to stare at it, because it's too boring to wait for others.

"Nangong girl, please come with me."

Qing'er was led to a room above the attic, and said goodbye to the carved beams and paintings downstairs. The room is very warmly furnished, like a girl's boudoir.

Boudoir?

Qing'er really thought it was a teahouse just now.

And at this time, there was a disheveled man lying on the bed, and he had been downstairs here to watch tea for a long time, but this person was doing things for men and women?

"Hall Master, Miss Nangong has arrived."

The man sat up lazily from the bed, brushed his hair to the side, a pair of fox eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, and a wicked face smiled at himself with goosebumps.

Although it was the first time they met, the sixth sense told her that she was not only remembered, but also calculated by him.

"You're just Yu Youzhi?"

Yu Youzhi didn't speak, stood up, and walked slowly towards Qing'er with bare feet, staring at the person in front of him very simply. The corners of his eyes turned up slightly when he smiled lazily and evilly, as if he was a vixen that was seducing mortals.

Qing'er looked at the clothes on his body, the white robe was red on the bottom, black trimmed, and the gold wire plate was flowered on it, low-key and luxurious, if Yan Lanyan wore it, it would definitely be much more elegant than this person.

The aroma approached aggressively, Qing'er didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, her eyes stared at those fox eyes without waves, this must be the gentle hometown that many women dream of...... Objectively speaking, this kind of appearance is a little inferior to Yan Lanyan.

Yu Youzhi seemed to be able to feel the heat emanating from his body at such a close distance, which made Qing'er a little disgusted, and for the first time, he was so scented that he wanted to leave a place.

The slender and fair-skinned hand tore off Qing'er's veil, and after seeing the true face of Lushan, Yu Youzhi's pupils were shocked, some people were charming in their skins, some were charming in their bones, and some people were not charming, but they made those charms and beauty and even Bingqing Yujie vulgar to the dust.

And the person in front of him is exactly the latter.

Really, I can't help it!

Really, I want to hit him!

"Young Master Yu, Qing'er has something to find you, can you talk in a different place." Qing'er's eyes were a little sharp.

Yu Youzhi still didn't speak, but bent down and roamed over Qing'er's face with a soft gaze, as if looking for something.

"Your appearance is rare."

In the past six years, I have heard all kinds of praise for myself, and this is the first time Qing'er has heard such praise.

Although this person has never been seen, and there have been only a few letters exchanged in the past two years, but for such a mercenary and unflinching person, the right is estimated to be a fart in front of him. After living for hundreds of years, what kind of face has never been seen, cooperating with such a person is not only sincere, but also affordable.

"I want to level the Wang family."

Yu Youzhi's eyes moved away from the body of his prey, and he looked at Shang Qing'er's eyes with a half-smile.

"If you are my wife, even if you want this great country, I can fight for it?"

"Yu Gongzi joked, if I have a husband like you, sooner or later I will make myself a widow."

"Do you think that if you become a princess, you will not become a widow?"

"So do you help or don't you help?"

Yu Youzhi poured a glass of wine and shook it on the tip of his nose: "Help, how can you not help such an interesting thing." Yu Youzhi took a sip, "But you know, it's always absolutely unfair for me to do business, I will count the silver two, and I need you three promises." ”

"What promise?"

"I haven't figured it out yet, but don't worry, I won't let you do what you can't do."

"I promise you." Qing'er said coldly.

"Refreshing. I like to do business with people like you, and I want to split the little old men and mothers-in-law I usually see. Say, what do you want me to do? Murder or arson? ”

"I need silver taels." Qing'er makes no secret that her current needs are so basic.

"Your father is a general."

"You're so rich, so what kind of product is your father?" Qing'er asked rhetorically.

Yu Youzhi's gaze was still playful, and his tone did not change in the slightest, "I don't have a father." ”

Qing'er also thought that a person like him who dared to act treacherously and deceitfully would definitely be rich or expensive in his family.

"It's good not to have a father, maybe you are a poor ghost if you have a father."

Yu Youzhi smiled dumbly: "Are you praising me, or mocking me?" ”

Qing'er felt a little sorry for him, although this person's every move was very bad, but he didn't show hostility, the words just now were really serious, not to mention that he was asking for others now, so his tone softened, "Eh, actually, I'm comforting you"

Yu Youzhi looked at the sincerity flashing in those eyes, and smiled: "Although your way of speaking is very special, it sounds very comfortable. ”

The surrounding temperature began to cool slowly, and the atmosphere began to feel a little weird.