Chapter 121: Trouble Picked Up II

Seeing that Concubine Liu looked at Wei Qingluan's sister and brother with blue eyes, Mama Ning smiled, and after the people below told her that they entered the courtyard of the palace in the morning, the conversation between the two sisters and brothers was told to Concubine Liu.

"Okay, good," Concubine Liu's originally sleepy face suddenly turned pale, nodded and said: "Qingyun is not big, but he is a child who is not greedy, it's rare!" Since then, she has loved Wei Qingyun even more.

Xuanyuan Changqun also quickly knew that Wei Qingluan wanted to go out, he thought about it and asked Steward Hua to prepare five thousand taels of silver tickets and hand them to Wei Qingluan, and instructed Steward Hua to say, "If Miss Wei talks about it, you will say that it is the honorarium given to her by the palace."

Then he summoned another secret guard and ordered, "You will follow Miss Wei from tomorrow and see what she has done." In addition, you are not allowed to show up until a critical moment. "Since that girl is not ready to borrow the power of the palace, then he has to give her such help.

On the second day, after Wei Qingyun got up, Wei Qingluan specially explained to him, saying that he was going out, let him stay in the mansion, and listen to Concubine Liu's words.

Originally, Wei Qingluan was still a little worried, but Wei Qingyun nodded sensibly and said, "Sister, Qingyun is here waiting for you to come back." ”

Seeing that he was so sensible, Wei Qingluan turned around and left ruthlessly. She can only sweep the road to the general's mansion as soon as possible, so that she and her brother can live a stable life.

Standing in front of the back door of the palace and taking a deep breath, Wei Qingluan walked out.

After going out, she had been gone for half an hour, and she regretted it.

When he came out, in order to be inconspicuous, Wei Qingluan specially wore the Tsing Yi shirt he had prepared before. Originally, it was for the sake of being inconspicuous and good. It's good now, it's inconspicuous, but no one is looking at you everywhere you go.

She had wanted to hire a car to walk around the city, but even the coachman couldn't bear to pay attention to her outfit when he saw her.

Until now, Wei Qingluan has to admit that the grade in the capital is indeed higher than that of Dingping City. Thinking that because she couldn't even enter a better restaurant because of her clothes, she decided to go to the clothing store to change her outfit first.

When I was walking down a street, I suddenly saw a circle of people in front of me.

Originally, Wei Qingluan didn't want to join in the excitement, but when he passed by, he heard the people next to him talking and laughing, and he couldn't help but stop.

From the mouths of the people around her, she learned that the person who was dancing with a sword inside was a mute. Probably because he was too hungry and compared with passers-by to perform his art, some people said that if he was allowed to play a set of swordsmanship here, someone would give him money after attracting people to come.

This is not the reason why Wei Qingluan is standing. It's because she listened to the next words of some passers-by, and some people wanted to see dumb jokes with the mentality of teasing fools, so they let him dance the sword here.

"This mute, at first glance, is a dumbfounded, wait for the people patrolling the street to come over, see what he does?"

"No, we watched a sword dance in vain."

"What if the officers and soldiers on patrol arrest him?"

"Didn't he want to eat, wouldn't that be just satisfying, and he would have food in prison."

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Hearing this, Wei Qingluan frowned. These idlers are really hateful, they don't help others, and they deliberately let the dumb people dance swords in places where they are not allowed to sell their arts, waiting to see them being arrested by the officers and soldiers patrolling the streets.

Sympathy suddenly surged, and she directly stepped forward and shouted at the man who was dancing the sword: "Stop, stop dancing." ”

When the man heard this, his actions were immediately stunned, and the person next to him stopped doing it.

"What did you do, and why did you stop him?"

"That's it, when I hear the accent, it's not from our capital, and I don't know where it popped up."

"If you don't look at the rarity, go farther, don't delay us to see the excitement."

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Looking back at those boring passers-by, Wei Qingluan sneered and said, "What, you also want to take care of our uncle's affairs?" ”

As she spoke, she pointed out and said, "My grandfather said, let me find someone who can juggle and go to the house to play a few hands for him, what, do you want to let this entertainer go to your house?" ”

Anyway, I'm pretending to be a little guy, so I can name a master casually and see what these people dare to say.

Most of the people wandering on the street were idlers, and when they heard her say this, they chattered a few words of dissatisfaction and slowly dispersed.

As soon as Wei Qingluan turned around, he saw that the one who was dancing the sword just now was looking at him with burning eyes. He also said slowly: "Don't show up, eat." ”

The words came out stiffly, obviously not from this side.

"You're not dumb," Wei Qingluan was a little surprised, and couldn't help but look up and down, seeing that although the clothes on his body were a little wrinkled, they were not dirty, the fabric was smooth, not cotton, it should be made of fine materials such as brocade.

The hair was also clean, tied with strips of cloth and draped over the back. It's just that a large handful of beards on his face cover his face, and only a pair of shining eyes are left, which makes people feel that this person is particularly spiritual.

In addition, there is a natural majesty in this person, which makes people dare not look at it directly.

"You're all down and still so stylish," Wei Qingluan directly ignored the coldness revealed in him, and said: "Forget it, you met me today, for the sake of us not from Kyoto, I will treat you to a meal." ”

"No," said the bearded man, shaking his head, "don't eat it." ”

Personality, Wei Qingluan originally wanted to turn around and leave, but at this time, he couldn't help but turn to look at him and said, "Then give me your sword to pay for the meal." ”

After being stunned for a moment, he couldn't help but look down at the sword in his hand, then gritted his teeth and handed it to Wei Qingluan, saying, "Okay, here you go." ”

I didn't expect to say casually that this person really wanted to give the sword to himself, Wei Qingluan smiled bitterly and said, "Forget it, I still don't like to hold Shen." Just as you owe me. ”

The bearded man's eyes suddenly darkened, and he said, "No, I'll go." As he spoke, he turned around and was about to leave.

This guy is really weird, but he has reached this point and still refuses to touch others, Wei Qingluan wants to help him even more in his heart.

"Alright, don't go." In an instant, a plan flashed in Wei Qingluan's mind, he was pretending to be a rich boy, if he was a bare-bones commander, I was afraid that no one would believe it. Then it is better to let this person give himself a strong faΓ§ade, and he said: "Either you can be my retinue for a few days." ”

"Followers?" The bearded man turned around, looked at Wei Qingluan and said, "Inferior? ”

This person, who has no money and doesn't want to lower his status, how does he want to solve the basic problem?

But when he looked at the eyes of the beard, Wei Qingluan sighed lightly and said, "If you don't sign the deed of sale, you just follow me." You have followed me for the past few days, taking care of food and housing, and taking care of pocket money. ”