In the west of the city, in the bustling market where people come and go, the young man in red with a black face squeezed out a two-person wide road in the crowd, flew up the steps, and entered the gate of a sign with the sign of "Crescent Inn".

He had a bunch of small crickets and dragonflies pinned to his waist, and two flasks hanging behind him, which clanged together like bells, and when he jumped upstairs and ran upstairs, he attracted the attention of the young man who was drinking beside him.

Out of curiosity, the young man looked up, but the young man in red paused suddenly, his eyes widened, "Look at what!" ”

The young man's hands trembled in fright, and he quickly lowered his head.

The young man snorted coldly, and was about to go upstairs, when suddenly he remembered something, reached on his waist, untied the two small wine jugs, and threw them into the young man's arms.

The young man's voice was clear and crisp, "Next! It's scalded and sent upstairs! ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Out of the corner of his eye, the young man caught a glimpse of the two scimitars on his waist, nodded like pounding garlic, for fear of dropping the young master's baby wine jug, and hurriedly put it in his arms, turned his head and ran into the kitchen, his face was extremely pious and cautious.

The young man turned around, took three steps and made two steps, and without much effort, he went upstairs, pushed open the door of a room and ran in, shouting excitedly, "Master, I'm back!" ”

The beauty couch leaned on a man in black, his long ink-colored hair was casually draped on his body, exuding a faint luster like ink, his skin was very white, his face was a little sickly, and he looked like a beauty walking down from the picture of a lady from a distance.

His slender fingers held the scroll in his hand, and he put it down slowly and methodically, "What asked you to inquire, how did you inquire?" ”

The young man was busy unloading the messy gadgets on his body and piling them on the table, but he didn't hear what he said, so he casually pinched a mask and gestured on his face, "Master, look! Is this fun? ”

Yin Mingzhi sighed silently and rubbed the corners of his forehead, "Xiao Qi." ”

The red-clothed young man Yin Xiaoqi quickly took back his mask when he heard the sound, revealing a grinning young man's face, "I'll listen, don't worry, master, I've inquired clearly, King Zhennan left the royal city early this morning." ”

After a pause, as if to prove that he was really inquiring seriously, he added, "I walked in a carriage, with two small servants, and no accompanying soldiers." ”

"Hmm." Yin Mingzhi bowed slightly, "Have you inquired where he's going?" ”

"I heard the maid of Zhennan Wangfu say this, it seems that she is going to Pingya."

Yin Mingzhi glanced at him, "Xiao Qi, you're not good again." ”

Yin Xiaoqi was stunned for a moment, and immediately argued with reason, "Why am I not well-behaved, I came back after inquiring so much!" ”

"I'm asking you to inquire, not asking you to torture others."

"I didn't!"

"Then how did you learn from the maid of the Zhennan Wangfu that the King of Zhennan went to Pingya, didn't you torture people?"

Yin Xiaoqi was full of grievances and said unconvinced, "I obviously just scared her a few words, but she was cowardly and couldn't help but be scared, and she told me everything before she said a few words, can you blame me?" ”

“......”

Yin Mingzhi held his forehead with a little headache, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Can you let that maid see your face?" ”

Yin Xiaoqi snorted, "I didn't have a mask, so of course I can't cover my face." ”

When his master was about to look at Youyou, he added in time, "But I gave her the Forgetfulness Pill, and then knocked her unconscious and carried her back, she shouldn't remember these things when she wakes up." ”

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something, shook his arm, and unknowingly touched that piece of muscle, his face changed suddenly, and he said flatly, "Master, the food in Zhennan Wangfu is good, and even a maid is full of brains, which makes me feel painful." ”

Yin Mingzhi couldn't cry or laugh, "In the future, you are not allowed to talk about others like this behind your back, especially the girl's family." ”

This child has grown up since he was a child, everything around him is good, but his mouth is poisonous, and when he grows to this age, if he doesn't move or speak, just looking at his appearance, he is also a dashing young man with a good demeanor, but so far no girl likes him, it is precisely because of this problem.

Yin Xiaoqi pursed his lips and said loudly, "I obviously said the same thing in front of them!" ”

“......”

Yin Xiaoqi was in a bad mood today, and as soon as he came back, he was taught a lesson by the master again, and his mood was extremely depressed at the moment.

He stretched out his hand and touched the placket of his clothes for a long time, and found a slimy paper bag, I don't know what he thought, and instantly rejoiced again, "Master, look, white sugar cake!" Wangcheng also has white sugar cakes! ”

Yin Mingzhi sighed softly and smiled, "Is it delicious?" ”

"I haven't eaten it yet, but I bought it back when I saw it, and I want to bring a piece to the master!"

Yin Xiaoqi said as he happily tore the bag, but the white sugar cake had already melted into half of it, and it was inseparable from the paper bag.

He tossed for a while, making his hands full of crushed sugar, his heroic little face fell, and he said with a sad face, "It's over, it's all sticky." ”

It must have been too long with the white-faced scholar boy just now, and his white sugar cakes have melted!

Yin Mingzhi raised his hand and touched his black hair, "It's okay, just buy it later." ”

This kid really doesn't hurt people, so it's easy to buy something for someone, thinking that it's best to put it close to him, but he didn't think that his body temperature was too high, and he actually covered up the white sugar cake that he had bought so hard.

"But I don't have any money." Yin Xiaoqi hung his head dejectedly, "I gave the money bag to the child." ”

Child?

Yin Mingzhi saw that his face was not good, and he didn't plan to ask what was going on, so he simply reached out and tore off a small piece of the unknown object that was pasted together with the shredded paper, and slowly put it into his mouth.

After a while, he nodded slightly, "It's delicious." ”

Yin Xiaoqi's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Really? ”

"When did the master lie to you?"

As he spoke, he tore off another small piece and stuffed it into the boy's mouth, and asked gently, "Is it delicious?" ”

Yin Xiaoqi chewed it and swallowed it quickly, and his upper and lower lips clicked, "Generally, there is too much sugar, the powder is too coarse, and the cake is too soft, in short, it is not as delicious as Granny Zhang's cooking, and this Wangcheng is nothing more than that, there is not even a delicious white sugar cake." ”

Yin Mingzhi was made to laugh by his troubled little adult tone, but when the words came to his lips, he turned around and agreed, "Well, I think it is, too." ”