Ying Xuan had never experienced such a cold winter, and there was not even heating yet, so he had to hide in his room every day and bake the fire.

Even in this bad weather, Li Xinfang still went out early and returned late, asking around about his father's whereabouts. Every time Ying Xuan saw this, he was a little ashamed in his heart, people are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless, why doesn't he regard Li Bo as his biological father?

In addition to letting Zhao Changxun keep an eye on the Chen Mansion all the time, he recently used Sun Cheng.

Sun Cheng is very prestigious among the beggars in Chang'an City, and he looks like a beggar gang leader. Through Sun Cheng, he regularly subsidized them every month, although the promise to hire them last time could not be fulfilled for the time being because of the change of hands of the Mulan Dance, so he finally solved their food and clothing problems.

Then it is logical to let them do things for themselves, the purpose is to inquire about Li Bo's whereabouts in all corners of Chang'an City.

Time flies, and two months pass quickly with little effect.

The only information that was obtained was about the statement. After many days of not returning, his estate was on the verge of falling apart. Although Mrs. Chen tried her best to save it, although her eldest daughter Chen Sainan worked very hard, she could not stop the decline of the Chen family's shops.

……

It is inevitable that people will be frustrated when they try to do things but never achieve the results they need.

Ying Xuan ushered in the New Year in this frustration, and it was also the first New Year after his crossing, and the wheel of history was about to come to the second year of Lu Hou.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, there were few pedestrians on Zhangtai Street, and even the rich children who had always been greedy for fun were nowhere to be seen.

After all, it is Chinese New Year's Eve, even if you don't like home anymore, you always have to go home and have a meal with your loved ones all year round, this is a tradition, since ancient times.

Yingxuan asked people to close the door early, lit a few piles of charcoal fires on the first floor, and prepared a few tables of wine and food. Most of the guys in the Sword Dance Workshop have no father or mother, so they are naturally homeless, and the dancing girls are basically from poor families, and most of them were sold by their parents.

The same is the end of the world.

Ying Xuan thought about himself, although he was not much better than them despite the identity of Qin Hei, he unconsciously drank a few more glasses.

The drunkard sat on his right hand, looking a little restless at the moment, he took two sips of wine from time to time, but his eyes kept staring at the gate, and he kept muttering in his heart: What time is it, why haven't you come back yet?

In the end, he couldn't sit still, got up and walked to Yingxuan's side, and whispered: "Childe, Zhang Jing, they haven't come back yet, do you want to pick them up?" ”

When Ying Xuan heard Zhang Jing's name, she hiccuped, looked up and saw the drunkard, and her anger immediately surged.

"It's you again, when will it be your turn to take care of Zhang Jing's affairs, get out of here!"

"But ......," the drunkard was about to explain, but was greeted with a louder roar.

"Get out! Get out of here! ”

Ying Xuan's eyes widened, and the others were frightened with a hideous expression. Zhao Changxun stood up suspiciously, forcibly pulled the drunkard away, and said to everyone: "Everyone continue to eat, it's okay!" ”

Ying Xuan was a little sober, and when he saw the stunned people, he felt a little upset, and got up and said, "I've been worrying a little bit lately, I'm rude, I'll go up to rest." ”

Zhao Changxun said a few more words, and the atmosphere was enlivened, and everyone began to talk and laugh again, except for the drunkard, of course.

Ying Xuan was lying on the bed, still a little angry in his heart: why is he a drunkard, why is he pestering Zhang Jing? At the beginning, he rushed to deliver food to the poor with Zhang Jing, and I deliberately asked Sun Cheng to replace him, but I didn't expect him to still change his thief's heart.

But what does Zhang Jing think? Will she take a fancy to this drunkard, she has indeed been very close to the drunkard recently, is it......

Thinking of this, Ying Xuan's stomach began to turn over the river and the sea, and he vomited in an instant.

"Young master, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Jing ran in crying, although she smelled a foul smell as soon as she entered the door, she didn't care at all.

When she came back, Sister Fang secretly told her that the young master was jealous of her, and she didn't believe it at all, but Sister Fang never lied to her.

But what the young master likes is posture language!

When she ran in, she saw the young master lying on the ground, and her heart suddenly ached, and all doubts were not so important.

……

When Ying Xuan woke up, it was noon the next day, and he touched his heavy head and secretly glanced around. Although he wanted to forget, he remembered yesterday's events very clearly.

Am I really that stingy?

"Young master, you're awake!" Zhang Jing's voice is still so familiar and good.

"Well, I can't remember what happened yesterday!" Ying Xuan pretended to be amnesia.

Zhang Jing covered her mouth and snickered, and then said seriously: "Uncle Drunkard has always treated me as a junior, and I have always treated him as an uncle, so I ......"

"Oh!" Ying Xuan pretended not to care, touched his stomach and said, "I'm a little hungry now, do you have anything to eat?" ”

"Yes, I'll go to the kitchen and get it!"

Ying Xuan looked at Zhang Jing's back, wiped the sweat from her forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, and thought: If this kind of thing is jealous, if others know about it, you must not be laughed to death by others, but I really care about Zhang Jing, I am just used to her being by my side.

The meal was quickly served, and Ying Xuan didn't care about eating, so he devoured it. In the process of eating, he inadvertently found that Zhang Jing was frowning, looking like she wanted to say something.

"Anything to tell me?" Ying Xuan asked curiously.

"Uh, this ......"

"You don't lie all the time, and you don't lie for others. I'm afraid it's only because of your sister Fang, right? Ying Xuan put down her chopsticks and waited for Zhang Jing's reply.

Zhang Jingmu nodded and said worriedly: "Sister Fang went out early in the morning. ”

Ying Xuan smiled helplessly, picked up the chopsticks again, and said indifferently: "She doesn't go out early and return late every day, what's the fuss!" ”

Zhang Jing said worriedly: "But this time I went to the Hou Ye's Mansion." ”

Ying Xuan asked, "Which Hou Ye's Mansion?" ”

Zhang Jing struggled for a while, and said with difficulty: "Lu Lu! ”

"Lu Lu!" Ying Xuan jumped up from her chair and shouted, "Why did she go anywhere for no reason, could it be that she found something?" ”

Zhang Jing bowed her head and said: "Yesterday I saw a person coming out of the Hou Ye's Mansion, and you know that person!" ”

"Who?"

Zhang Jing said: "Do you still remember the Qinglou in Xixian County, the one who came out of the Hou Ye's Mansion was the leading rich man in Chang'an!" ”

Ying Xuan recalled for a while and said, "The middle-aged man with a scar on his face? ”

Zhang Jing nodded heavily.

Could it be that the disappearance of the middle father is really related to them, is the mastermind behind the scenes Lu Lu?

"Then why don't you stop her, what kind of place is Hou Ye's Mansion, she is not afraid of death!" Ying Xuan no longer had an appetite at the moment, and walked quickly downstairs.

"Let the drunkard and Sun Chengdu come with him, and be ready to save people at any time. Let Uncle Zhao pack up his things and be ready to leave Chang'an at any time. ”

Although Ying Xuan is extremely reluctant, he must also prepare for the worst. Li Xinfang has been busy for more than half a year, and finally has news of her father, even if she has always been calm, it is inevitable that she will do irrational things.