Probably not.

Yiqiu was frustrated to find that Zu Yong never played cards according to the routine, and the methods used were unruly, and she wanted to draw inferences from one case and apply what she had learned, but looking back on the whole thing, she found that she had no way to refer to it.

Because he was afraid that the rumors would spread more and more widely, and then they would be deliberately amplified by people with intentions, it would inevitably cause more panic, and Yiqiu didn't dare to delay any longer at the moment, so he led the horse from the stable and galloped all the way to Weifu.

In the wing room of Fei Minghe in the backyard of the Wei Mansion.

With tears on her face, Cui Yi brought a bowl of dark medicine to the side of the warm couch for a while.

Fei Minghe was sitting on the warm couch with his clothes on his clothes at this time, thinking about something, and at first glance, he saw the disgust in Cuiyi's eyes, and with a wave of his hand, he knocked over the medicine bowl in her hand to the ground.

"I said you weren't allowed to come in without my permission."

Cui Yi was burned by the medicine, instinctively shrunk down, tears flowed down on the tears that never dried, squatted down and picked up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, while secretly wiping tears with her sleeve.

For so long after Mrs. Wei's death, he still held a grudge against Feng Sidao and Green Ripple, and even disliked Cuiyi, and instinctively distrusted her.

Fei Minghe glanced at Cui Yi, frowned mockingly:

"Since you are a little loyal, take good care of the young master and young lady and take care of the Wei Mansion, don't do this in front of me!"

Cui Yi was ashamed and angry, and boldly asked: "Since you are so suspicious that I hate me, why did you accept me again in the first place?" ”

Hmph, Fei Minghe only sneered in return.

"It's not that these people in the mansion have been picking it up, and my old bones really need someone to serve them in order to continue their lives - so that they can live to the age of the young master, and they also have the face to go down to see Wei Shuai."

There was a light cough outside, and a housekeeper whispered:

"Miss Cousin is here, please see Mr."

Fei Minghe replied, "Please come in." ”

took a quick look at Cuiyi again, and saw that she had cleaned up the mess on the ground, quickly wiped away the tears on her face, and stood aside with low eyebrows.

"Sir, Qiu'er has encountered a problem and has come to your help."

Yiqiu's voice quickly came from outside the door, but it took a moment to step in.

Cui Yi smiled and helped her tie the Cui Yu weaving gold makeup flower big hair cloak, Yiqiu was stunned and asked:

"What's wrong with Aunt Cui?"

is also a woman, her intuition is very right at this point, Cui Yi has obviously just cried.

Cui Yi flattened Yiqiu's cloak and hung it gently, lowered her head and laughed,

"What can I do, Miss Biao and Mr. will talk first, and I'll go make a pot of tea."

"Is it because of the source of the rumors?"

Fei Minghe ignored the two of them's questions and answers, and asked Yiqiu gently.

"Exactly, sir, it was really clever."

Fei Minghe smiled lovingly and then said:

"Miss Biao must have sent all the people out to inquire and visit, the method is right, but it is slower."

Yiqiu jumped lightly and pulled Fei Minghe with one arm and shook it, "So come and ask Mr. for a clever plan." ”

Fei Minghe spread his hands self-deprecatingly, but his eyes were doting:

"It's a pity that Fei Lao can't think of any Qiao Zong'er this time", he paused and said: "But the stupid way to come up with one." ”

Yiqiu's eyes lit up and he laughed: "Fei Lao has no stupid way here, they are all Qiao Zong'er." ”

"The rumor-monger has only two mentalities about whether the rumor is true, one is to believe that the rumor is true and want to inform everyone as soon as possible; Second, they know that the rumors are untrue, and they release rumors only to achieve other purposes. Then Qiu'er, you say, is the failure of the mutual market mentioned in this rumor true or false? ”

Yiqiu pondered for a moment, and said:

"Qiu'er doesn't know either."

"Yes, the old man doesn't know. However, if the rumors are not true, when the news of the success of the mutual market comes in a few days, the rumors will naturally be self-defeating, and we do not need to worry, and of course there is no need to solve them offline. Therefore, there is only one situation that we need to solve, the rumor is indeed true, and the rumor spreader does know the truth about the failure of the mutual market in advance, and then releases the news in advance. ”

"Who in Kyoto cares about the failure of the mutual market and is willing to let the news out?" Fei Minghe asked suddenly.

After only thinking for a moment, Yiqiu replied with a sneer: "There are about a very small number of businessmen, more of them are officials in the court, and the person who spread this rumor at the beginning must not have any good intentions. ”

"Okay, the stupid way is to set up a big gambling game, and our side will pay a high price to bet that Dachen and Tuxilu will succeed in the mutual market, the higher the gambling money will spread among the officials, the better, and naturally there will be those greedy people who think they have obtained the truth to come to gamble."

Fei Minghe pursed his lips and said with a sneer on his face:

"That's stupid. If you can't do it, you probably can't do it, so you want to come...... can only trouble the ancestral son. ”

Poof.

Yiqiu couldn't help laughing, it seemed that everyone knew that Zu Yong was an authentic gentleman, just smiling and smiling, somewhere in her heart was also soft.

When Fei Minghe and Yiqiu, an old man and a young man, were discussing how to find the rumor-bearer, Cuiyi went to the newly erected compartment behind the east wing, closed the door and cried in a low voice.

Since she and Fei Minghe became aunts, they were not favored, this is in the eyes of the whole Wei Mansion, and Fei Minghe even asked someone to temporarily set up a room behind the room to be Cuiyi's residence.

There are many people in the Wei Mansion who are secretly unworthy for Cuiyi, but because of Fei Minghe's respect in the mansion, no one dares to speak openly for Cuiyi.

"Aunt Cui, are you there?"

A young girl's voice outside the door asked timidly.

Cui Yi hurriedly picked up the handkerchief and wiped her tears, calmed the breath in her chest, and responded in a low voice.

The one who entered the door was the little girl Qingmei in the warm room, and she took an embroidered bandage in her hand and shook it at Cuiyi.

"Miss in order to thank Jia and the princess for the gift of a few fans, said to embroider a few sachets for her to wear, today these rose leaves are always not embroidered well, specially let me bring it to Aunt Cui to see - your embroidery work in our house no one can compare."

Cui Yi hid the slight hot pain on her eyelids after crying, smiled and took the embroidery bandage under the window to look at it carefully, and after a while, she picked up the needle and pierced the satin a few times, as if unintentionally asked:

"I remember that the fans were all given by the princess a few months ago, why did you remember to embroider a sachet for the princess these days?"

Qingmei laughed a few times and didn't answer, leaned aside to watch her embroidery work, and unexpectedly saw that the back of Cui Yi's left hand holding the embroidery was a little red and swollen, and there were still black stains on the sleeves.

"Aunt Cui, is your hand hurt? There is also some medicinal smell. ”

Cui Yi then remembered that she had burned her hand after knocking over the medicine bowl in Fei Minghe's house, so she handed the embroidered bandage to Qingmei, and put an ice handkerchief in the basin and put it on the back of her hand.

"Just add a few more stitches according to the way I embroidered, you tell the young lady not to do needlework all the time when the weather is cold, Princess Jiahe treats her well, and she won't take it to heart if she sends the sachet a few days late."

Qingmei responded in a low voice, but he didn't leave, untied the handkerchief around his waist, and helped Cuiyi wipe the black residue left on his sleeve, and his voice was choked:

"Aunt Cui suffered, Mr. Fei is really, you treat your aunt like this, why do you have to suffer this crime......

She watched Cui Yi's eyes gradually turn red, and whispered:

"I want to be back then...... How good it is to treat Aunt Cui, if you have that heart, how can you suffer like this. ”

Cui Yi's body trembled, and suddenly opened her eyes wide and she was speechless.

There was no lamp in Fei Minghe's wing room at the moment, and a figure stood in the dark shadow behind the pear flower cupboard, and said softly to Fei Minghe who was sitting on the couch:

"It's Qingmei in Miss's room."