387 is not for sale

Yun Haiyue stepped forward and clenched her fists, "Pei Shen is a clever envoy, we have finally looked forward to you." Did the road go well? ”

Pei Jinyao nodded slightly, and a serious look appeared on her white little face, "Smooth." ”

Watching the lively people, one moment they were still commenting, and the next moment the voice of discussion gradually weakened. Pei Shenji is different from what they imagined. She was dressed in a flowing robe, wearing a peach hairpin, and green cloth round shoes, revealing a small piece of snow-white socks.

Seeing that Yun Dao Chang didn't even smile. She seems to be more elegant and difficult to get close to than rumored to be.

"The dojo is all set up." Yun Haiyue leaned down slightly and said to Pei Jinyao: "There are a lot of peers here today. They all want to meet you. "Pei Shen Ji seems to be shorter than usual. Eyes looked down to see the pair of green cloth round shoes on her feet. No wonder, the soles are much thinner than the small leather boots that Pei Shenji usually wears.

What does Yun Haiyue do with her shoes? For today's appearance, she didn't even wear a cloak. I was so cold that my legs and stomach were spinning, and I had to pretend not to be afraid of the cold.

Is she easy?!

Pei Jinyao cleared her throat with a straight face, and asked in a deep voice, "Peer?" Who are they? "Nanyan Palace Zheng Huo, Changchun Guanwanjiashui, Haotian Palace Yueqing, and ......" Yun Haiyue reported a long list of names, all of which are famous and surnamed characters in the seventy-two Taoist temples.

The corners of Pei Jinyao's lips pursed into a word.

"These people...... The comers are not good. Although Yun Haiyue was worried, she didn't show it on her face. From time to time, he showed a warm smile to the onlookers.

"Let's not mention the good or not." Pei Jinyao lowered her voice, "Why didn't so many people come and haven't heard of it at all?" ”

Pei Shenji was deeply valued by His Majesty, and even with the Qingcheng view, he also rose with the tide. In recent days, Qingcheng has been busy up and down. There is no idleness. After Lu Lang was imprisoned by Emperor Yifeng in the Falling Fan Tower, Lu Jing returned to Nanyan Palace to retreat. All the big and small affairs are handed over to the nephew Zheng Huo.

This time, I came to Shoutang Village to see Pei Shenji, and Zheng Huo also took the lead. They went to the outskirts of the capital years ago and rested in the villages and towns. If you don't go into the city, you don't get too much attention.

Yun Haiyue wanted to speak and stopped, and her eyes glanced at the little secret agent.

Finding out the news has always been the job of Foreman Ah Fa and Uncle Wen. They Qingcheng view where is qualified to compete with the East Factory. Besides, you can't do it.

The little spy who followed behind Pei Jinyao received Yun Haiyue's speechless gaze, and replied hesitantly: "Our Dongchang has worked hard to check the business, and that ......" twisted his neck in the direction of the palace.

He was referring to Concubine Jing. Pei Jinyao understood, "But Shang Zai's whereabouts are gone, that ......"

Concubine Jing invited a little-known Taoist girl.

Compared with Pei Jinyao, it is "unknown", but compared with those who walk the rivers and lakes to solve the fortune telling, it is a little famous.

This Taoist aunt's surname is An, and she walks among those dignitaries and dignitaries in the capital. On weekdays, I help people find holes to see feng shui, give children a name, and put together a figure or something.

With the fame of Pei Shenji, Qingcheng Guan returned to its former prosperity. An Daogu's life is not as good as before.

The little secret agent rolled his eyes, "Pei Shen is clever, maybe An Daogu's errand was also instigated by Zheng Huo." Otherwise, how dare she dare to argue with you. ”

"It doesn't matter if it's right or no." Pei Jinyao's face sank like water, "Let's do whatever we want." They love to watch Jiao. I'm not a papier-mΓ’chΓ©, and I can't break it if I look at it. It's just that the shoes I wore today are wrong. After a moment of silence, he asked the little agent, "Did Lao Wen bring the cloak he made for me?" ”

The sole of the shoe is thin, and it is okay to have a tall cloak on top.

"It's in the car." The little secret agent looked at the carriage that was gone, and sighed, "It's too late to chase after it now." Uncle Wen was in a hurry to go to Zhuangzi to do some work, and he was in a hurry. ”

Pei Jinyao let out a long sigh of relief, "It's okay." No, there is none. I, Pei Shen, rely on my ability, not my head. As he spoke, he paused and took out the rune paper from his sleeve pocket, blew a rune paper and stepped on, beckoning to Yun Haiyue, "How can you let your friends wait for a long time, let's go and make peace with them quickly." ”

Yun Haiyue and the little spy and the others got on the thin blanket and flew towards the dojo. Leaving a crowd of people amazed. They have opened their eyes today. Pei Shenji is really a master. With her, she prayed for the doom of Shoutang Village, and this year will definitely be smooth.

……

The mouse-goat spirit wears a short brown with two sleeves hanging high, revealing its strong arms.

The steamed glutinous rice was placed in a stone mortar, and the mountain rat spirit held the mallet in both hands and beat it again and again. Chen Qingfeng Herta was dressed in short brown of the same color, standing in front of the stone mortar and helping the mountain rat spirit turn the glutinous rice balls from time to time.

Hu Laojiao held Lin Yi's thirsty water, and his eyes followed the movements of the mountain rat spirit up and down.

"Little brother!" Hu Laojiao called loudly: "When is the next time?" Leave me five copies. ”

Chen Qingfeng immediately cried, "Brother, can you change to something else to eat?" I have been busy with the little mouse since the morning, and all the rice cakes that have been beaten have gone into your stomach. That little boy almost dropped the golden bean just now. For the New Year, do you want to make the child cry? ”

This Hu Laoji, who drilled the fire circle, seems to be a tenacious guy. After tasting their beaten rice cakes, they stuck to the front of the stall and refused to leave. He buys as much as he plays. The little boy behind him was anxious and his eyes were red. If it weren't for the swiftness of the mountain rat's hands and feet, the little boy would have cried loudly.

set up a small stall to make a few small bucks, how could you meet such a number one person.

"No!" Hu Laojiao shook his head, "The rice cakes are delicious!" ”

"You can't be greedy for too much food." Chen Qingfeng persuaded bitterly, "This thing has eaten too much food." ”

"If it weren't for the fried meat brother, I wouldn't have eaten your rice cakes." Hu Laojian pouted, "Brother fried meat's fried meat is delicious." ”

Wang Dali, who was selling medicine, staggered over with two strings of sugar gourds and handed Hu Laojian a string, "I said Lao Jiao, people are also for your good." It's uncomfortable to eat too many rice cakes. Quick, eat a red fruit and press it. Raising his finger forward, "Pei Shenji will come later, let's see the excitement?" As he spoke, he squeezed his eyes at Chen Qingfeng. Chen Qingfeng clasped his fists with both hands and thanked him again and again.

Hu Laojian looked back at the rice cakes that were about to be beaten, and then looked at the dojo, "Okay, take a look." ”

Wang Dali grabbed Hu Laoji's wrists and left, "Let me tell you, there are a lot of delicious foods over there." Does Ding Xiaoman's tofu brain know? ”

Hu Laojiao pursed his lips and shook his head, "The rice cakes are delicious." ”

"Tofu brain is also delicious. I'll treat you to a bowl of ......"

The two gradually walked away, and Chen Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, "It can be regarded as leaving." We're going to be able to do a good deal. ”

The mountain rat spirit put the mallet on the glutinous rice ball, took out a white handkerchief and wiped his sweat, "Pei Shen's machine is almost here." Keep this ball for her. ”

Chen Qingfeng's eyes widened, "What?" Don't sell it? ”

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