Near noon on the second day, thousands of miles away in the suburbs of Jingzhao, above the backyard of the manor, the sound of "hulala" wings flashed again.

Mu Ming, who was guarding the door of the study, saw the bamboo tube mark tied to the pigeon's feet with sharp eyes, and turned his head and knocked on the door of the study: "Lang Jun, there's a letter from there, hurry!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Mu Qingfeng, who was in the study and discussing things with Luo Yang, immediately changed his expression: "Take the letter to me!" ”

"Yes!" Mu Ming immediately responded.

At this time, Mu Yi had already quickly fetched food and gave it to the carrier pigeon, Mu Ming took off the bamboo tube, entered the house and handed it to the young man.

Luo Yang, who was sitting opposite, had been looking at him with interest since he had just begun.

At this time, he suddenly said loudly: "It can't be her eldest uncle, what's going on again, right?" ”

Although the note was full of small characters the size of mosquitoes and flies, Mu Qingfeng quickly finished reading it, and glanced at him lightly: "Crow's mouth!" ”

"Huh, did you really make me guess? Tell me quickly, where did Little Lady Ye happen? Luo Yang didn't care about his friend's attitude, he sat up straight, with a hint of concern in his eyes.

Mu Qingfeng was silent for a few breaths, but did not tell him, but said: "Things have changed, you can do the thing you said before, you can do it tomorrow." ”

Luo Yang nodded: "No problem, but where is Little Lady Ye, what happened?" ”

"Ye Zhengde and Sun Xiancheng want to seize the Ye family's fat powder recipe." Seeing that his friend insisted, Mu Qingfeng finally answered the other party this time.

After saying this, he thought for a while, turned his head and rushed to Mu Ming by the door and ordered: "Send the message to Fucheng, you can start." ”

"Yes!" Mu Ming replied respectfully, turned around and went down to do business.

Luo Yang looked at the palm of his hand, looked at the young man opposite and sighed: "Tut-tut, why haven't I seen you so concerned about other things?" For a little lady, so much effort! ”

Mu Qingfeng picked up the teacup, and through the action of drinking tea, he hid the worries in his heart, and when he put down the teacup, the tail of his eyes swept over the other party: "Why haven't you left yet?" ”

"Yes, yes, you haven't seen it yet, and you've forgotten your friends." Luo Yang stood up slowly and walked slowly to the door.

It's just a few steps, and it just makes him get out of the old feeling of being wasted.

A touch of helplessness flashed in Mu Qingfeng's eyes: "Say, what do you want again?" ”

Luo Yang turned around suddenly, and there was a slow smile in Peach Blossom's eyes: "Oh, it's really Brother Mo Ruomu, who knows me." ”

"I heard that a few days ago, Little Lady Ye sent you something through Zhou Langjun? What's there, I'm curious about it? ”

Speaking of this, Mu Qingfeng's eyes gave birth to a trace of warmth: "It's nothing, it's just a little snack, you can't look down on it." ”

Luo Yang raised his eyebrows, walked back a few steps to this side, and said disapprovingly: "Brother Mu, you haven't let me see it, how do you know that I can't look down on it?" ”

"I've finished eating!" Mu Qingfeng's eyelids drooped, and he lied without blinking.

Luo Yang blinked: "Finished eating?" I've heard that there are quite a few things, can they be eaten so quickly? ”

There was a trace of regret on his face: "It's a pity, oops, my heart hurts so much, it's not suitable to enter the palace in such a state....."

As he spoke, he turned around slowly and walked out: "How many days do I want to rest?" Three days? Five days? Forget it, be safe, it's still ten days. ”

Mu Qingfeng in the rear pinched his eyebrows: "How much do you want?" I don't say much. ”

Luo Yang turned around with a bright smile on his face: "No more, just divide those rice balls with me in half!" ”

"Up to 20% for you!"

"At least forty percent!"

"Thirty and a half!"

"Sancheng! Below that, I might as well ......"

"Deal!" Mu Qingfeng didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and made a final decision: "I'll give you three days, you must make this happen!" ”

Luo Yang knocked on the palm of his hand, thought for a while, and nodded in agreement: "No problem, wrap it on me!" ”

..............

In the early morning of Jingzhao, it was much more lively than the county seat, or even the capital city, and before the dawn, all kinds of food stalls on the street had already begun to be busy.

The cries of sellers, the voices of pedestrians, and the busy voices of each household form a joyful tune.

Luofu, although Luo Yang promised his friend to do something, he still practiced swords, had breakfast, and read books for a while according to the usual rhythm.

Feeling that the hour was almost up, he turned his head and commanded his entourage: "Mo Yan, have you prepared all the things I asked you to prepare yesterday?" ”

"Alright, master, are you going to go out?" The young Mo Yan hurriedly responded when he heard this.

Luo Yang nodded: "Give Lang Jun and me a change of clothes." ”

"Yes!" Mo Yan immediately stepped forward and helped him change into a clothes that were obviously much more luxurious.

"Bring your stuff, let's go out!" With a modest smile on the corner of his lips, Luo Yang walked out of the side door of the house.

It was still early, and he didn't make a carriage, so he walked leisurely and leisurely towards his destination.

More than half an hour later, he entered the palace, and under the leadership of the maid, he entered the side hall of Changle Palace, and saw the target of his mission, Concubine Shu, that is, his aunt.

"Auntie, my nephew has come to see you." Different from the chic and uninhibited in front of others, Luo Yang sat in front of the woman in the room, but his attitude was exceptionally well-behaved.

"Yang'er is here, come on, sit next to your aunt, count the days, you haven't come to see your aunt for a while, but your father won't let you go out?"

The woman who spoke was nothing more than a flower letter (24), with a small face and eyes as bright as autumn water, both in her eyes and in her words, revealing a sense of innocence.

At first glance, he was well protected and had never suffered hardship.

In fact, it is true, who doesn't know in the palace, who doesn't know, and the saint is most fond of the concubine today?

For fear that she would be wronged, he even specially arranged for people to protect her.

Luo Yang obediently sat down on the chair next to the woman: "Yes, my father always says that I don't have a proper line every day, and I am not allowed to go out these days!" ”

Concubine Shu's face showed a hint of disapproval: "Yang'er has been wronged, wait for your aunt to make the decision for you, and talk about your father well!" ”

Luo Yang smiled: "Thank you, aunt, by the way, didn't you say before, aunt, you like Chunlin fat powder very much?" The nephew asked someone to sell a few sets and brought them back to you. ”

He opened the box that had been placed on the table earlier, pointed to the contents of the box, and introduced them to her one by one: "Auntie, you haven't used this thing before. ”

"It's called skin cream, it's easier to use it after cleansing your face, and then apply it with gouache after using it......"

Luo Yang's memory is not bad, even if he only listened to Ye Hao once, he also wrote down the advantages of each of these things, and he didn't even stumble when he explained it.