Zhiqiu didn't pay much attention to the sentence: I will keep an eye on you. He didn't want to guess who entrusted Miss Yun with it?

After all, it won't be Ouyang, there is no need for him to be so mysterious. It's useless to think about it, it's better to live your life with peace of mind, and the rest of the questions have to be verified by yourself the next time you see Miss Yun.

All he was thinking about was how Miss Yun knew her identity, three or four years ago, or nearly a year after she disappeared?

Looking at Miss Yun's tone, she doesn't look like an enemy with herself. If it was an enemy's relationship, then he should have died long ago. In Zhiqiu's eyes, Yun Ruojin's identity is indeed quite mysterious, not to mention that she had a close relationship with that Governor Liu before, and now, she easily pointed out her identity.

On top of that, she even knew things she didn't know.

Old man Ouyang hasn't been in the palace a few times in the past few years, and I don't know if it's true, I'll have to ask the pigeon later.

And he also knew the reason why he was expelled from the capital, based on this alone, the identity of this Yun girl must be relatively high, as for which one it was, Zhiqiu didn't figure it out.

The big families in the capital don't have the surname Yun. This is the result of Zhiqiu's careful thinking, he also thought about it for a while, and he didn't expect that there were big families surnamed Yun in other places, and they had to be not weaker than these big families in the capital.

Zhiqiu even wondered at the end: Is it that in the past few years that he has been gone, a new big family has emerged?

Then he dispelled this idea, not to mention that the pigeon would tell himself, even if he didn't talk about it, just based on these folk gossip, it should have been introduced to Suzhou City.

Zhiqiu's head hurt slightly, and he held his head with one hand while rushing home from the dock. happened to meet Mian Zhi, who had just finished practicing on the riverside, the latter was sweating profusely and panting, he looked at Zhiqiu condescendingly, and said loudly: "Little Zhiqiu, what are you doing here?"

Zhiqiu rolled his eyes and said, "Didn't I come to you?"

The tall man didn't seem to believe it, and left with a faint "oh". He has been practicing by the river recently, and he is still practicing the previous method of tuning. But the realm of the big man is still stagnant, so he is not in the mood to chat with Zhiqiu.

After Mian Yi left, Zhiqiu looked around and found that there was no familiar figure, he hummed a short tune, and after a while, a man dressed in white came over.

Zhiqiu looked at the man in white, couldn't help laughing twice, and quipped: "Why are you still you?" After being by my side for almost four years, I am tired of seeing you, and you say that you are not a beauty, and you are always hanging around me. He always asks me to look at a man's skin, and I really don't feel very comfortable. ”

The man in white twitched slightly on his face a few times, and was speechless at first, and then said slowly after a while: "Young master, you are a little wrong, I have been by your side for ten years! I can't help it if I'm not a beauty, and there are not a few women on the pigeon's side." ”

Zhiqiu thought about it, and it was indeed true.

"Say, there is some news in the capital, Ouyang doesn't write to me, and I don't blame him. It's just that it's really troublesome every time I pass the word. ”

"Back to the young master, the master didn't bring a word over there. ”

Zhiqiu nodded slightly, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked suddenly, "By the way, I almost died on that street that night, do they know?"

After Zhiqiu finished speaking, his eyes looked directly at the man in white. The latter began to meet his gaze, and then there was a hint of dodging.

"I didn't tell my lord about it. He paused, seeming to hesitate, "But I don't know if I said it on the rabbit's side." ”

"Alright, I got it. Zhiqiu didn't continue to ask.

"Did the young master just ask me about the capital today?" the man in white asked tentatively.

Zhiqiu thought about Yun Ruojin for a while, and was going to put her down, but finally said: "You go and help me find out what Yun Ruojin's identity is, I guess she shouldn't be from the capital." ”

I saw the man in white say with some embarrassment: "Young Master, in fact, I have already checked it three years ago, and Yun Ruojin's identity cannot be found, I only know that Liu Xinxing is respectful to her." ”

Zhiqiu touched his chin, and it was reasonable to get this answer, but he didn't know if the capital mansion knew Yun Ruojin's identity.

But fortunately, such a person is not in his own enemy camp, which is also good news.

"Alright, you stand down first, I'll walk alone. Zhiqiu closed his eyes and waved his hand.

The man in white stepped back.

When the man in white was about to slip away with light skills, Zhiqiu suddenly opened his eyes, and he stopped the man in white.

"Wait, what's wrong with your right palm?" Zhiqiu keenly saw the right palm of the man in white.

The man in white was stunned for a moment, then he turned around again and said softly: "Oh, young master, do you mean my right palm?" A few days ago, I had a fight with someone, I was standing on the top of the mountain with a long sword in my hand, and the man was carrying a big knife behind his back. That's why. The man in white had a relaxed look on his face.

"Okay, I didn't count how many pounds and taels you had, let's say, last time I almost died in the hands of that old guy with a lantern, do you have to be punished. Zhiqiu's tone was slightly flat.

The man in white smiled and said, "It's okay, the master is reluctant to punish me." ”

"Is that really the case?" Zhiqiu glared fiercely at the man in white.

"If that's the case, I don't have to lie to you, young master, how could I have lied to you?" The man in white was slightly agitated.

"In my cognition, Ouyang wouldn't be so gentle. ”

"Young master, my lord's temper has improved a lot in recent years. The man in white spoke in a small voice.

"Oh, yes? I heard he hadn't been to the palace a few times in years. When Zhiqiu heard Yun Ruojin's words just now, he suddenly remembered something.

"Indeed, the master has basically been doing things by himself in the house in the past few years. ”

Zhiqiu wanted to speak and stopped, but after all, he didn't continue to ask.

Sometimes, resentment brings more than just a little emotion.

"By the way, when did you know about me? Zhiqiu remembered some key things.

The man in white thought for a while, and then said, "That is, when I went back to Suzhou, the pigeon told me." ”

Zhiqiu didn't look directly at the man in white, he thought of a crucial question: If it was really that time, then how could the man in white say that the master was reluctant to punish me?

He should have said that the lord wanted to punish me, but I had already left Beijing.

Thinking of this, Zhiqiu said, "I hope you don't lie to me. ”

Zhiqiu looked at the man in white coldly, and the latter's gaze was a little evasive.

"The rabbit should have been there at the time, right? They also went to Ouyang to complain afterwards. Speaking of this, Zhiqiu hesitated, thought for a while, and continued, "Three fingers?"

The palm of the man in white trembled slightly, as if he had discovered a loophole in his speech, and he suddenly thought of that.

"Actually, young master, I'm thinking, sometimes, the truth is not that important. After all, the man in white met Zhiqiu's gaze.

Zhiqiu didn't ask again.

But he caught a glimpse of the man in white's slightly shrunken right palm.

The palm of that hand had only three fingers.

"Who cut off your finger?" Zhiqiu's face was expressionless, "Is it Ouyang, or is it that one?"

The man in white was slightly different, he raised his head and asked, "Young Master, what are you talking about?"

"Let me ask you, who cut off your finger?" Zhiqiu's tone was still tepid, but there were gradually some green tendons on his arms, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that Zhiqiu was suppressing his anger.

"Go back and tell Ouyang that only the incompetent will blame others for it. ”

"You go back to Beijing to recuperate, and in addition, you go back and tell Ouyang and ask him to arrange a rabbit for me. It's better to be the one who is on the dark list, I'm going to join this game. ”

The man in white didn't speak, but he was still on Zhiqiu's side, without moving.

Zhiqiu turned around, he was a little ashamed of the man in white.

And also the people who have been with him for ten years.

Zhiqiu didn't know the name of the man in white, and in fact he didn't have a name, only a code name: Er.

Ten years is like a day.

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In the capital, there is an old flower farmer who is watering in the house, and his eyes seem to be relatively relaxed. He hummed a tune he had heard from the restaurant not long ago, and when a few servants next to him heard it, they didn't dare to laugh, so they had to cover their mouths and walk quickly.

When Ouyang Geng saw it, he stopped one of the servants and pretended to be angry, "The little song I hummed is very harsh?"

The servant who had just entered the mansion was a little at a loss, she looked at the middle-aged man in front of her, the current Shoufu, and said softly: "Master... Not harsh. ”

"Then tell me, why do you people cover your mouths and force your laughter?" Ouyang Geng looked at the woman in front of him with a smile.

"Sir... I...."The servant seemed to be a little unable to answer.

Ouyang Geng saw that the woman's face was already red, and he no longer stimulated her, and after laughing twice, he said softly: "You are new to the mansion, tell the master what is your name?"

The woman didn't know Ouyang Shoufu's intentions, so she just said truthfully: "Banxia." ”

"Oh, your name isn't your real name, is it?" Ouyang Geng frowned when he heard the name.

Banxia was a little dazed, she didn't hesitate at all, and replied: "My real name is true, but I don't want to fill in my surname." ”

"The surname given by the ancestor can be erased at will?" Ouyang Geng gradually became a little angry, and he stared at Banxia with wide eyes.

Who knew that she had just seen a very weak woman, and now there was no previous cringe in her words, she replied calmly: "Master, the surname is not important, the important thing is that I don't think this surname can bring me anything." ”

Ouyang Geng didn't answer, he turned around and said softly to the woman: "Tomorrow, you go to Madame's place to serve her, and you don't have to do other work." ”

"Sir... You are...."Banxia seemed a little confused.

"You don't have to worry about it, it just so happens that Madame is short of manpower. Ouyang Geng waved his hand and motioned for Banxia to retreat.

Banxia is fifteen this year, with a mediocre appearance and a weak personality.

Only two pear vortices are reflected on the small face, and when the pear vortex moves slightly, it is the first half of summer, when thousands of flowers are shallow blooming.

Half summer, know autumn.

I don't want to fill in my last name.

Xiao Zhiqiu, is the surname Ouyang really not important?