In the study of the Assassin's Mansion, looking at the two manuscripts of poems on the desk, Hou Junji said in a deep voice: "Can you find out the identity of that Lu An?" Who wrote the poem? ”

Thinking of the scene of Wanghulou before, Hou Junji's expression was a little unpleasant, the poem is a good poem, but the person is ...... It's not worthy of poetry at all.

"Father-in-law, as the students upstairs said, Lu An is the son of Jia Lutong, a big businessman in the city, and he is honest. It was a tall and mighty man who spoke, it was Hou Junji's son-in-law, Helan Chushi, who was currently a guard in the East Palace.

"Oh, then why did he appear in Wanghu Tower? Those two poems ......"

Helan Chushi said: "Lu Tong doesn't know the height of the sky, but a businessman wants to let his son enter the office, so he asked Lu An to come to the office. A lowly mediocrity like him should have been swept away, but Lu An got two good poems out of nowhere and mixed them with Wanghu Tower. ”

That's right, the one who can write these two poems is definitely not a mediocre talent, that simple boy, not like ...... Otherwise, how can you not know where Yumen and Loulan are? ”

Hou Junji sighed: "I don't know who wrote those two poems, they are very much in line with me, I think he is a talent, I really want to see them." ”

"Father-in-law..."Helan Chushi hesitated: "The young son-in-law has already asked alone, and Lu An has also honestly confessed, he claimed to have bought it from a young man for three times. ”

"Buying poetry?" Hou Junji's brows furrowed, as if it was the first time he had heard of such a deal.

Helan Chushi said: "That's true. ”

"Weird!" Hou Junji suddenly frowned, and said suspiciously: "Don't you think this matter is very strange?" Since there are good poems and texts, Wanghulou is close at hand, why not come to the scroll, but do the insulting thing? ”

"According to Lu An, the young man claimed that his family was poor, there was no rice to cook, and he was in urgent need of money......

Hou Junji shook his head and said puzzledly: "Having said that, it is still a little strange, the person who can make such poems must not be mediocre, he should understand that if he takes these two poems and goes to Wanghu Tower, what he will get is more than three dollars?" ”

Helan Chushi guessed: "Could it be that this person is from a poor family, stupid, and short-sighted?" ”

"It may be true that he was born poor, but looking at this sentence that Loulan will not be returned in the end, it can be seen that this person has a lot of ambitions and is quite ambitious, can he be a short-sighted and dull person?"

Hou Junji waved his hand and said: "He didn't come to do the scroll, but he wanted to do that insulting thing, why?" Is it unintentional, or do you look down on my Hou family? ”

There was such a precedent in Chang'an before, many students looked down on Hou Junji and a martial artist, and chose the eldest grandson Wuji, Fang Xuanling, Xiao Yu and other civil servants in the line, and Hou Junji was somewhat disappointed because of this. I wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to recruit some talents from the two Huai as the assassins of Chenzhou, but I didn't want this kind of situation to happen again, because Hou Junji was subconsciously a little sensitive.

Helan Chushi knew the inside story very well, and hurriedly comforted: "Father-in-law, don't think too much, it's probably because this son has no eyes." ”

Hou Junji groaned: "I want to find this person, I want to meet him!" ”

"Yes!" Helan Chushi said: "It is said that the price of the two poems was originally five times, and it was agreed that the remaining two pieces would be picked up at the Lu family's trading house, and I don't know if the young man would go." ”

"Don't count on it, most of the time you won't go." Hou Junji shook his head and ordered: "Find another way, try your best to find it!" ”

"Yes!" Helan Chushi happily agreed, and then asked, "By the way, what about the other talents?" That Zheng Bin's writing is also very good. ”

"Poetry is good poetry, but have you ever understood this person in detail?" Hou Junji looked at his son-in-law, his eyes were like torches, and said: "Tell me the truth, these days, you have been with me to receive local gentry talents, can you have dealings with this Zheng Bin?" ”

Helan Chushi was shocked in his heart, and hesitated: "Yes, I met Zheng Bin two days ago, and because he was born in the Zheng family in Xingyang, I think highly of him." During the exchange, he claimed that the Assassin's Mansion was in disrepair and that there might not be enough accommodation, so he could provide a temporary residence in the South Street Mansion..."

"Transient? Gave it away for nothing, right? Hou Junji said: "You'd better check it, the children of the Zheng family in Xingyang still have to be cautious......"

A pun, Helan Chushi understood it, and immediately said: "Yes, the son-in-law must follow the teachings." ”

Hou Junji pondered for a moment and said leisurely: "I didn't need you to escort me when I came to Chenzhou, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince made a special request...... Chu Shi, you remember, the talents recruited by the dossier should be recommended, but they should be recommended to the imperial court, to His Majesty, not to others; In addition, you are my son-in-law and the bodyguard of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, so you need to be cautious in your words and deeds! ”

"Yes!" Helan Chushi's heart was shocked, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he bowed his head in agreement, but his eyes didn't listen, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

……

The honest Lu An cried, crying very sadly, he felt that he had been deceived.

It took five times...... Sanguan bought two poems with money, went to Wanghu Tower as he wished, and raised his name in front of Lord Thorn Shi, he was very happy.

Yumen Pass seems to have heard of it, Loulan has never heard of it at all, and she has never been there anyway, who knows where it is? As soon as Lord Thorn Shi asked, he was immediately dumbfounded, and he became a laughing stock in the eyes of everyone.

That guy is really, he sold himself poems, and he didn't explain the meaning in detail, and as a result, he was embarrassed. Before leaving, he was caught by the son-in-law of Lord Shi, and he was forced to ask him so much that he was almost scared to death.

In desperation, he had to pour beans into a bamboo tube and tell everything he knew, after all, life is important, and his father named himself the word "An", isn't it just for peace.

Fortunately, he left safely, and the next biggest headache was how to explain to his father when he went home, and the Lu family would definitely be the first laughing stock in Huaiyang tomorrow.

It's all to blame on the young man who sells poetry, don't want the remaining two pieces of money...... No, when he goes to the store tomorrow, the money will have to be returned, and he will have to apologize, hum!

……

Looking at the back of Lu An's departure, Zheng Bin, who was standing in the corner of the street, frowned, and asked in a deep voice, "Is it clear?" Where did Lu Fatzi's poems come from? ”

"Zheng Gongzi, maybe it was done by the Lu family in the past."

"That's not right!" Zheng Bin shook his head and said: "If it weren't for the preparations, Lu An would have taken it out for the first time, why would he be depressed and disappointed when we came?" Moreover, if he was really prepared, could Lu Fatzi not understand the artistic conception in the poem? ”

"This ...... Could it be the poem he got after his first departure? ”

Zheng Bin frowned and asked, "Do you know who he saw at that time?" ”

"Oh, I seem to see Lu Fatzi muttering with the loser of the Xie family, is it a ......"

"Xie Yi, that loser?" Zheng Bin frowned, his eyes were cold, and he wondered: "Could it be that he ruined my good deeds?" ”

……

Xie Yi sneezed suddenly, he didn't know that the two poems he sold caused a storm in Huaiyang City, and the three times the money in his hand was also remembered.

At this time, he was sitting on the kang, coaxing his sister Xiaoman to sleep, the little girl was greedy, ate a lot of candied snacks, and her stomach was a little uncomfortable.

Sister-in-law Du Shi was busy cutting fabrics and making new clothes for herself and Xiaoman. If you think about it, it seems that it has been a long time since you cut new clothes, what woman doesn't love beauty? Du Shi couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart, and naturally there was a smile on his face.

As the saying goes, when you look at a beauty under the lamp, the more you look at it, the more moving it becomes, it's not fake at all! Xie Yi looked at her sister-in-law with a pretty appearance and a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her beautiful appearance made people can't help but feel fluttering.

Maybe it was because he was immersed in happiness, or maybe he was concentrating, Du Shi didn't notice Xie Yi's strange eyes, and he kept concentrating on cutting, and it was done after a while.

Xie Yi praised: "Sister-in-law is really ingenious, that's good?" ”

"Alright, the next step is to sew." Du put down the scissors, put away the cut fabric, looked at the cut scraps, and hesitated.

"Sister-in-law is embarrassed, how to dispose of these leftovers?"

"yes!" Du Shi nodded and said: "It's a pity to throw it away, but the size of the clothes next to it is not enough, so let's put it away and sew it later." ”

"This ......" Xie Yi looked at the shape and size of the leftovers, and muttered: "It is definitely not possible to make larger clothes, but smaller ones can be ......."

"You mean to do it for Xiaoman?"

"No, you'll do it yourself." Xie Yi said: "Do you still remember the album on the carton that day?" The clothes on it...... Women's undershirt ......"

Du Shi suddenly remembered the picture on the sunscreen box, and suddenly his cheeks were crimson and hot, Saburo was good or bad, such clothes......

Xie Yi smiled: "The one is more in line with the curves of the human body and comfortable to wear, if my sister-in-law doesn't believe it, try it according to your own size......"

"I won't tell you, it's night, let's rest!" Du Shi, whose face was full of crimson, hurriedly put away the fabric, covered the quilt for Xiaoman, who was already asleep, and hurriedly blew out the oil lamp and slept with his clothes.

Xie Yi sighed secretly, the sunrise and sunset, the ancients' work and rest are really healthy, but the winter night is long, and it is difficult to sleep alone!

My sister-in-law seems to be the same, tossing and turning, and she can't sleep? Because of this little thing, you are so shy?

Hehe, Xie Yi couldn't help but think of those corner fabrics, and I don't know if my sister-in-law will make full use of it, and what will it look like to make a small coat and wear it on her body?