The carriage drove out of the back alley of the princess's mansion, turned out of Wuliu Hutong, which was separated from Qingxing Street by two streets, and went straight to Dongshi.

The combed Danyang was leaning against the wall of the car, closing his eyes and recuperating, but Zizhu, who was making tea on the side, made frequent mistakes, and the six gods had no owner.

The tea was rippling again, but Danyang didn't open his eyes, but opened his mouth.

"Afraid of the resentful spirits they say? Or are you worried about being fined when you return home? ”

Because when preparing the car, Zizhu went to inform Mama Zhou according to her instructions, and naturally heard all kinds of discussions about the murder case from everyone in the house on the way, as well as all kinds of exaggerated gossip.

It is inevitable to be afraid.

Zizhu was wiping the small table in a panic, and when he heard the words, his hand shook again, and he almost knocked over the teapot.

"The county lord...... Now that you've guessed it, stop scaring me, okay? ”

From the moment she opened her eyes today, she was so scared that she couldn't compare to this morning!

And it seems like it's just the beginning......

When Danyang heard this, he finally opened his eyes slowly, glanced at Zizhu funny, as if he had seen through her heart, and said with a smile:

"This is naturally just the beginning, if you don't practice a 'stone heart' earlier in the future, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

Zizhu was teased, and a round and pleasing dough face instantly wrinkled into a bitter gourd appearance.

"Hehe, teasing you." Danyang Bei laughed heartily, but sighed again in a flash: "But today's ordeal has probably just begun." ”

Zizhu was completely confused this time, but with her intuition and the constant confusion in her heart, she still couldn't help asking:

"County Lord, when you leave the mansion, you don't really just want to ask for peace charms, right?"

Although today's county lord is as unobtrusive as ever, ahem, lively and eccentric, he always feels that there are always more profound meanings than the casual nonsense of the past.

Could it be that this is all the result of the guidance of the gods in their dreams?

Then she is incense today, but she has to thank the immortals for the county lord!

Because Zizhu was waiting outside the door, Danyang didn't deliberately lower his voice. Therefore, the reason explained to the eldest princess of Qinghe naturally persuaded the servants who came and went outside the door and pricked up their ears curiously.

When Danyang heard this, she was really surprised, and after looking at Zizhu twice, she nodded and said in a low voice:

"It's going to be somewhere else, but you don't want to keep quiet. I can't mention it to anyone, including my mother and Mama Zhou. ”

With these words, Zizhu's ears had already been cocooned by Danyang's instructions.

But before she could respond, Danyang added:

"If you miss a word, don't blame me for making you a vegetarian for the rest of your life."

The moment Zizhu heard it clearly, his whole body tightened, and immediately the chicken pecked at rice, and his nod was about to fall off his neck.

The county lord is really ...... today Not only has he become reliable, but he has also become shrewd and cruel! Woowoo woo –

For the chef's beef buns, crystal ginger elbows, and assorted lantern meat, don't even think about prying a word out of her mouth when the king of heaven comes!

Danyang nodded with a chuckle as he watched Zizhu's expression change from frustration like the sky cracking to a rock-solid resolute composure in an instant.

Although I was going to act alone, now that I have a helper, one more person will also have more strength.

————

Dongjie Temple, also known as Qigong Temple, is also famous among the many Buddhist temples and Taoist temples in Beijing.

But the people who come here to offer incense are mostly literati and students, and there are countless celebrities of various dynasties who inscribe poems and words on the outer wall.

Han Qinglan has to come to this Dongjie Temple every day before going to the military department, even if she doesn't go inside to worship incense, she will often enjoy the words of famous artists outside to kill time.

Before he arrived today, he saw from a distance the rare tung oil carriage in the East Market, which was parked in front of the mountain gate of the Dongjie Temple.

Curious, he took a few steps forward and began to talk to the coachman.

"This old brother is so hard, he has to accompany the master's family out to incense so early? Have you ever had breakfast? ”

Lao Wutou, the coachman of the princess's mansion, just put away the footstool, and he didn't want someone to talk.

He was pulled out of the bed directly and hurried to work. Not to mention eating, I didn't even drink hot water.

Fortunately, the little master was sympathetic to him, and when he got out of the car, he specially gave him half a dime of silver, saying that he wanted him to find a stall to pad his stomach, plus rest and wait.

With so much silver, Lao Wu Tou has not only never seen it, but he has never even heard of anyone in the house.

So right now, he is worried that the restaurant he knows is too far away, and the Dongjie Temple is not familiar, and it is still the only place in the east of the city where civilians gather. I'm afraid that even if I have silver, I won't be able to eat anything good.

I don't want to wait for someone to ask, there are people who come to help.

"Hey, it's so early, where can I have time to eat."

After answering casually, Old Wu Tou had already tied the carriage, turned to face the young man behind him, and talked with a simple smile:

"Little brother also went out so early? Is it going to the academy? ”

But before the words landed, he felt a sudden shock in his heart.

It's just that the young man standing in front of him, although he is indeed the age when he should go to the academy, he is dressed in a soft-armored brocade official uniform, plus a simple and elegant sword with exquisite accessories around his waist......

Seeing the old Wu head worn by his own horse master and his colleagues in the military department, he thought that he would never mistake the outfit in front of him.

This, this young man is actually an officer of the military department?!

It seems that the official position is not low!

Old Wu Tou's eyes widened in shock, because of his honest and slightly wooden personality, he was most afraid of seeing officials, and his lips trembled in a panic. There was nothing left in my mind except for searching for my own rudeness.

Han Qinglan was also taken aback by Old Wu Tou's reaction, and after following the other party's frequently dodging and frightened gaze, she found that the problem was the saber on her body, and suddenly smiled and waved her hand:

"Brother, I'm afraid it's a misunderstanding, although I have an official body, but I'm just a useless petty official the size of a sesame mung bean."

After explaining, he found that he didn't let the other party relax much, so he could only turn around with a helpless smile and point:

"If you want to eat something, the dry sac of that house is crispy and can be filled, the bean curd is tender, sweet and salty. Now that there are still few people, maybe you can send an extra bowl of soy milk. ”

When Lao Wu heard this, he hurriedly bowed and thanked him as if he had been amnestied, and then got up and slipped away.

When Han Qinglan turned around, she didn't have time to tell the other party more, and the person disappeared in front of her faster than the fish in the water.

He turned his head to look at the low-key but luxurious tung oil carriage beside him, and then looked back at the somewhat mottled Dongjie Temple Mountain Gate.

After two breaths, he smiled and stroked his chin, and as he stepped across the mountain gate, he muttered to himself:

"Such a strange thing, if you don't see it, won't you live up to such a bright spring morning?"

However, while saying that, Han Qinglan didn't forget to glance at the sun, and silently estimated the time when she could desert.

His yamen is at the beginning of the morning, and there is still more than half an hour to swim leisurely, and he is very rich.