"Uncle Zhong, sister-in-law has already told her that the next thing you have to do is to sell the property as soon as possible, well, except for this mansion, don't move it, dispose of the others as much as possible, and then start again somewhere else, as for where to go, you and your sister-in-law have discussed and decided, things like identity deeds, it will be difficult for you to get old."

Seeing that Uncle Zhong's eyelids were about to rise again, Ding Yi was good at striking the iron while it was hot: "Sister-in-law, you, Ruyu, Ding Zhi, and Jianmu are my family members in this world." It's also my concern, as long as you're good haode, those people can't help me. And Uncle Zhong ......" Ding Yi stretched out his hand to take the old butler's arm, "You are my back hand, and the back hand is always in the most inconspicuous place, and it only shows up at the most critical time." ”

Uncle Zhong thought about it, and finally didn't raise his half-drooping eyelids, and nodded: "Okay, just do what you say, young master, the old slave won't follow, but you always bring Ruyu, right?" There must be someone waiting for you! ”

Ding Yi was a little helpless, and said that he felt that he could win the Oscar for a long time, but the old fox didn't follow, and the little fox still had to follow.

Ruyu, who was mopping the ground, listened, but said to herself: "The slave has served the young master since he was a child, if the young master doesn't want Ruyu, then the slave won't live...... and then the tears dripped down.

Ding Yi has no problem fighting wits and courage in the face of Uncle Zhong, but seeing this porcelain-like little Lori crying there and grabbing the ground, he really can't make up his mind, thinking that this little girl is not very old, it will not be too difficult to coax, right? Gritted his teeth and nodded. Uncle Zhong saw that the matter was settled, so he resigned.

As soon as the old housekeeper went out, Ruyu, who had been silently wiping the ground, jumped up with joy, hugged Ding Yi's arm and shook it desperately: "I know that the young master loves slaves the most, and the sugar gourd that the young master let Jian Mu carry in the afternoon is delicious...... "It's just that it was originally a night, Ruyu was wearing a small coat, and a heavy cloak was covered outside, this time it's not in the heart, but in the lower abdomen.

Ding Yi couldn't help but hug Ruyu into his arms, looking down, if Ruyu had a little bit of the meaning of throwing himself into his arms, Ding Yi would not be pedantic into Liuxia Hui, but the white porcelain-like smooth little face, the eyes were full of pure joy, but they were not mixed with half of other things.

This made Ding Yi have to control his impulses and gently push her away, you love me and I are willing to do it, the overlord is such a small Lori, Ding Yi really can't do it. But Ruyu, who was clinging to Ding Yi, shouted: "Young Master, what kind of blade are you hiding here?" Don't worry, just go to sleep, slave sitting outside and watching! ”

"Good, good." Ding Yi was a little embarrassed, and just wanted to hurry up and continue to wipe the ground.

Who knew that she was interested: "Young master, what kind of blade are you?" ”

"Guns."

"Such a short gun? That's a gunhead, right? What can it be used for! It's better to give the slave's short sword to the young master for self-defense, this gun is good for the slave. Ruyu disagreed.

Ding Yi couldn't wait to slap himself twice, why did he discuss this issue with her? But at this time, he couldn't help but make it up: "You don't understand, this gun has been carried since the young master was born." can be long or short, can bend and stretch, tell you if you don't understand, and when you grow up, you will understand. ”

"Show the slaves!" It seems that Ruyu has a special interest in blades.

"As soon as this gun comes out, there is no blood. You can't look at it randomly, the young master will show it to you when you grow up, be good, obedient! Don't ask again, this is our secret, if you shout again, I will take Jianmu to Beijing, and you stay here to see the house! "Ding Yi is really impossible, he can't show his weapon to a little Lori who is so big, right? People are just cold weapon fanatics, and they don't really have that kind of thoughts.

"Don't! The slave has served the young master since he was a child......"

"Stop! Otherwise, if you continue to shout, I will take Jianmu away; Or you'll have to be obedient. ”

"Young master is so bad!" Ruyu finally stopped pestering, and then wiped the ground to destroy the corpse and destroy the traces.

Ding Yi wanted to cry without tears, so he hurriedly excused himself and walked out of the bedroom.

"Young master is so bad!" That's not right! How can it be used here? When others heard it, they thought they were going to forcibly take the little Lori into the house! Wronged, what a wronged word.

Uncle Zhong was also in the courtyard, and when he saw Ding Yi coming out, he asked a question: "What should I do with the Feng Family Dart Bureau?" ”

"Take your time, don't kill the whole family overnight, that's pointless. The key is that the young master of the Feng family, who instructed it? Ding Yi found that he might really be as the old housekeeper said, very suitable to be a Jianghu person. Because Uncle Zhong said this out of thin air, he actually understood it completely without hindrance.

Uncle Zhong nodded, but asked Ding Yi again: "The young master wants to go to Beijing, do you have anything to bring?" ”

"There are no sharp short knives, not too long."

"Nope." Uncle Zhong shook his head without thinking about it, "My eldest brother and I are not assassins, we don't need that thing, if you want to use the haode ring head sword or the eight-sided sword of a hundred refinements, even if there are ten bows and crossbows in the house, there are no short knives and the like." ”

Ding nodded, patted Uncle Zhong on the shoulder and said, "Don't get in the way, you don't have to use a knife to kill someone." ”

There are some things, Ding Yi feels that he has to arrange them first.

The mastermind behind the scenes wants to force himself to be under the eunuchs?

Ding Yi curled the corners of his mouth silently, and at some point, he may have to accept such an opening, but it is not necessarily the ending that the layout person wants......

Looking at Peng Zhang, who came to see him off, Ding Yi coped as usual with his face, but he couldn't help sneering in his heart, he was not the hanged Xiucai Gong, he would be forced to commit suicide. Peng Zhang's face was not very good, no matter who got up and found that there were two strange men's heads in the bed, they would probably not be in a good mood.

This matter of sending someone to eunuch Ding Yi is, of course, not something that only a little show who acts as a messenger can know. If he had done so, it would have been a failure. But he didn't know anything about this stubble, and he was scared half to death because he was even more inexplicable. Who the hell did that? Why do you do this to him? What is the other party trying to achieve?

The unknown is the most terrifying.

Report to the officer? When the people from the yamen came, they naturally wanted him to go to the hall, so let's talk about why the head would be in the bed! Peng Zhang is not a fool, and he doesn't know how the yamen has decided the case in these years. There have been two murders under the rule of the unprovoked parents, and the Ming Mansion will not give a good face, if the time comes, it is not impossible to give Peng Zhang a beating, so the person who let him do the work will bear the murder for him? Peng Zhangke was not sure at all, so what he could do was to quietly bury the heads of those two people under the locust tree in his backyard.

Ding Yi looked at the worry and panic on Peng Zhang's face, but he had no mercy for him: if you have the courage to force someone to die undercover, you have to suffer the consequences. This is just the beginning.

The so-called companion who made an appointment to go to Beijing, except for Peng Zhang, the other few people made it clear that they were the thugs who took care of him, all of them were carrying simple knives and hanging waist knives, and they almost didn't tattoo the words "not a good person" on their foreheads.

In contrast, Ding Yi, who is thin and tall, has a bit of a sheep into a tiger herd.

As for Ruyu, who is carrying a bookcase, it looks like it is no different from a little chicken.

The two-wheeled carriage of Huaxia, walking on the official road of this era, is a very bumpy affair for Ding Yi. Although Ding Yi can't boast that his equestrian skills are like those of the peoples on the grassland in this era, he believes that he will at least be much better than those thugs. The reason why he endured the carriage was because Peng Zhang could not ride a horse and sat in the carriage.

"Brother Xianxian, you and I can't go against each other, for my brother, I hope you will give me a truth." Ding Yi pinched his tone and asked Peng Zhang, "Weishenme is me?" Weishenme will let me come to this dead room? Whether it's the title of the paper or the strategy, Ding Yi asked himself if it was not the best choice, why did he have to choose me? ”

This was actually a very technical question, and Ding Yi didn't ask him who was behind the scenes. After seeing the two high-rollers in the rivers and lakes yesterday, the man who licked the blood from the knife edge, was brainwashed to the point that he felt that Ding Yi was emasculated for the sake of the country and the people, and he did not regret it until he died! Ding Yi felt that the instigator behind him was definitely an extremely clever character, at least not someone who could be contacted and known at Peng Zhang's level, and it was in vain to ask if he asked.

Weishenme chose Ding Yi, this question should be something that Peng Zhang can answer. Or, Ding Yi wondered if Peng Zhang had sold him. Otherwise, how does the mastermind behind the scenes, such as the widow's name festival, the servant's ancestral grave, and the wife who marries the fingertips, know about it?

"Brother Jin, it is said that Ling Zun traveled widely when he was alive, so the younger brother asked you to do this." Peng Zhang's original face was a little astringent because of the human head buried in the backyard, but when he heard Ding ask, he relaxed and even smiled, just because talking about it reminded him of the future that the man promised him.

In the February weather, Peng Zhang put a folding fan in his hand, which was so elegant that it gave people goosebumps: "The gelding dog you are going to run to was a teacher back then, and when he was down, Ling Zun funded him many times." ”

Ding Yi was speechless when he heard this.

Do good deeds with tears streaming down your face, this Ding Xiucai's father is good, this good deed has done a good job to poison the offspring!

I've heard of the pit daddy getting rid of the black gauze hat, but I haven't heard of the pit baby being so pit that I'm almost castrated.

I really don't know what to say about the deceased Ding's father.

To Peng Zhang's surprise, Ding Yi went on and did not ask him who instructed Ding Yi to go undercover, but asked him: "Have you ever heard of the AD calendar?" ”

"No, where is the pawn?" Peng Zhang was stunned for a long time before he spoke, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he asked Ding Yi which ancient book he had seen this kind of calendar in.

Ding Yi shook his head and didn't say anything more, Peng Zhang asked again, but Ding Yi only excused himself and forgot, so he asked him.

It is now the fourteenth year of orthodoxy, and Ding Yi figured it out last night, but the fourteenth year of orthodoxy, what year is it A.D.? He couldn't figure it out, as for what the emperor's name was, the housekeeper Uncle Zhong didn't know, in fact, Ding Yi knew, even if Uncle Zhong could tell what the emperor's name was, he probably couldn't figure out what era it was in.

"Have you ever heard of Hai Rui?"

Peng Zhang's face was stunned: "Who is this?" Where does Brother Jin see it? Tang notes? ”

Ding Yiqiang said with a smile: "I heard that this person writes very well, but I asked many people but they didn't recognize it." ”

In addition to Zhu Yuanzhang, Jianwen, King Yan, and Chongzhen, other emperors of the Ming Dynasty, Ding Yi did not graduate from the Department of History, and he really didn't know too much, and he was not even sure whether Chongzhen called Zhu Youxiao or Zhu Youzhen. It is Hai Rui, a historical celebrity, Ding Yi recognized it, Hai Rui has not appeared at this time, which means that it is still far from the Chongzhen period, Ding Yi remembers that Hai Rui died in the Wanli period, and then changed several emperors in the Chongzhen period.

At this time, Ding Yi felt that there was a warmth leaning on his side, but Ruyu didn't know that Weishenme was holding his shoulder, although Ding Yi looked at Peng Zhang in the carriage like a dead man, but after all, this person is still alive, so it is still a little indecent to look at it like this, so he patted Ruyu's shoulder and said to her kindly: "Tired? We'll take a break in a while. ”

"No, the slave has to hold the young master." Ruyu muttered.

Peng Zhang, who was on the other side of the carriage, laughed: "If Brother Jin is as romantic as before, it seems that the problems of the past have disappeared today, no wonder Brother Feng threatens each other with his family business, and Brother Jin refuses to let go!" Elegant things, you can float a lot! Ding Yi sounded as disgusting as eating half a fly, it seems that this Ding Xiucai was really not a good person before.

Although Peng Zhang's words went around and around, which made Ding Yi's brain hurt when he heard it, the meaning was still clear, it was nothing more than that Ding Xiucai wanted to attack Ruyu's girl before, and he still wanted to use it strongly, but I don't know if the little girl refused or Uncle Zhong made a stalk from it, so he didn't succeed...... How beastly is this?

However, Ding Yi didn't bother to chew his tongue with the surnamed Peng, so he only smiled, but he also let Ruyu hold him.

In the midst of the turbulence, Ding Yijue felt a heat in his ears, but it was like jade exhaling like an orchid, and he lowered his voice and whispered like a gnat: "The slave knows the AD calendar." ”

Ding Yi's cold hairs on his back suddenly stood upside down.

Could it be that this jade also came through time?

Otherwise, Peng Zhang's talent didn't know, how did she know about a girl?