"You guys! One or two are spoiled and used to her! Pei Tingwu feigned anger, "Hurry up and change your clothes, how can you see people when you are wrinkled?" ”

Pei Jinyao cheered and led Cui Qiao to run in quickly.

Pei Tingwu looked at Pei Jinyao's back, hooked his lips and smiled. The daughter is becoming more and more lively and interesting, and her every move is full of vitality. This is indeed a good thing, but he is afraid that it will be too much, and he will be too lively to be picky. deliberately detained her, let her be more restrained, and she was afraid that she would be ruthless and change back to the way she was before. It's really a dilemma.

……

The sky gradually darkened, and the people who watched the excitement set out on their way home. The jugglers who walked the rope and jumped the fire ring slowly picked up things. Wang Dali, who practiced boxing and sold medicine, rubbed two stone balls with one hand and said with a smile: "This trip is not in vain. I sold a whole box of bonesetting. ”

Zhao Sibiao, who was thirsty for water, pursed the corners of his mouth, "What kind of ability are you?" Did you see the fried meat boy? Five or six pots of meat were sold. It's enough for him to marry a daughter-in-law. ”

The little spy bent his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Are you hungry, I still have half a pot of meat here, and I will blow it up to cushion your stomach." Don't want money. ”

"Eat, eat!" Zhao Sibiao took out a lot of bamboo tubes, "My thirsty water tube is enough to drink." It's time to go to Shoutang Village next year, and when the time comes, we'll all go and take care of each other. ”

Everyone nodded yes.

Little Spy Marie's hot oil.

On a winter evening, the wind is bitterly cold, and a thin piece of paper money rolls into the fire out of nowhere. The flames licked the paper money clean. The little spy got up from the pestle and stammered, "How, how can there be paper money?" "Such a bad luck for the New Year?!

As soon as the words fell, pieces of paper money blew in the wind.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked, and they all stopped what they were doing and looked in the direction where the paper money was blowing.

In the thin twilight, the coffin carried by twelve people slowly moved forward, and the one who walked in the head was an eight or nine-year-old child, wearing linen and wearing filial piety and holding a mourning stick, and he was followed by two men in their forties, who looked like housekeepers.

This group of people did not cry or shout, but walked forward silently. From time to time, some paper money is thrown into the air, making a rattling sound.

Xiao Mi probed goosebumps all over his body, and said in a low voice: "Shouldn't I go to the mountain for burial?" How did you get to Futang Village? ”

"That's right."

"Let's go around here."

"Shhhh It's not a dowry, who is it for? ”

"Don't say it, don't say it, come here!"

“……”

Everyone was talking in a whisper, and the child stopped in front of the little spy and asked him in a loud voice: "The immortal elders of Qingchengguan haven't left yet, right?" ”

His eyes were pale blue, his face was very white, and his lips were extraordinarily red.

"No, I didn't leave." The little spy swallowed his saliva and said boldly, "They won't be back to the city until tomorrow morning." ”

"Where do the immortals stay?" The kid asked again.

"Lingwu Villa!" Zhao Sibiao said casually.

Wang Dali stretched out his hand and pointed at it from afar, "That is it." ”

The kid thanked him blankly and continued walking.

The little spy saw Fang Xiaohu's angry little face in front of him, and secretly thought to himself: Although Fang Xiaohu is not a good person. But there's nothing wrong with him. That kid just now is a polite person, why is he so panicked.

A whirlwind blew, and Hu Erniang, who was walking on the rope, trembled, and said in a trembling voice: "I...... It's a bit cold. ”

Hu Laojiao, who drilled the fire ring, threw her a cotton robe, "Put it on quickly." ”

As he spoke, he tightened his belt, "They're going to Lingwu Villa, let's go and have a look." Maybe I asked the national teacher for help. ”

Zhao Sibiao drank too much water and burped, "Everyone is lying in the coffin, save a big-headed ghost." ”

The little agent took the meat out and sprinkled it with the seasoning. Everyone gathered around with a smile and a grin. There is no need for a little spy to greet him, one person picks up a bowl and eats it.

"Fragrant." Wang Dali took one bite after another, and his mouth was full.

Hu Erniang stood still and didn't move, watching the coffin carried by twelve people disappear into the night, and muttered quietly, "I don't know who died." How will you live in the future if you leave such a young child? ”

"How to live? Do you think he can't survive? People live better than you! Wang Dali said vaguely: "If you don't believe it, let's go and see?" ”

"Go! Whoever doesn't go is the grandson! Hu Laojiao couldn't hold it anymore, so he picked up the cotton robe and left.

……

"Lezhen, aren't you here to eat some fried meat, it's as simple as talking to me about the scenery?" Lu Lang picked up a cup of tea and said with a smile: "I didn't have to announce the summons on the first day, some people must be very happy." ”

Ren Dongyang ate double portions of fried meat and shrimp alone, and he was a little sleepy. He gossiped with Lu Lang for a day, and he was embarrassed to say what Shen Weiyong explained.

"Now that Ming Kuang is in full swing, why don't you avoid its edge......" Ren Dongyang cleared his throat, "Leave the green mountains without worrying about no firewood......

Lu Lang smiled, "He is a eunuch, can he still cover the sky with one hand?" ”

It's already covering the sky with one hand!

Ren Dongyang felt bitter in his heart.

Emperor Yifeng allowed Dongchang to become bigger, especially in the past two years, Ming Kuang's status in the court was unmatched. At present, Ming Kuang has not yet reached the point where there is no one in his eyes, what can he do? Who can guarantee that?

Ren Dongyang couldn't explain these words to Lu Lang. The national teacher who has lost his sacred heart can't see His Majesty the Emperor if he wants to Jin Yan. It's better to let him stay away from the court and be a master of the Tao who looks down on all beings.

At this moment, Ren Dongyang suddenly felt that Shen Weiyong definitely understood Lu Lang's difficult situation, so he didn't let him interfere in political affairs.

Ren Dongyang had a bottom in his heart, and said: "Your Majesty favors Ming Kuang, so let him spoil him." The Son of Heaven must have one or two people around him who can talk to him, right? ”

The one who can talk to the first emperor the most is Lu Lang. Once a son of heaven and a courtier, after Emperor Yifeng ascended the throne, there was nothing to do with Lu Lang. Especially Lu Lang's kindness to Prince Miao's relatives, he is even more annoyed today. I've been stuck in my chest for eight years.

"The national teacher is out of the customs, and the Qingcheng view will definitely be able to go to the next level." Ren Dongyang pondered for a moment, "You can't afford to argue with Ming Kuang." ”

It's not that you can't make it, it's that you can't fight at all. Ming Kuang has real power. What else does Lu Lang have besides Qingcheng View?

Lu Lang understood Ren Dongyang's voice, smiled, and said, "Le Zhen, I know you are very kind. ”

Ren Dongyang slowly bowed his head, "It's good that you understand." ”

Lu Lang's words changed, "The current situation seems to be calm, but in fact, the dark tide is surging. It's just that you, you didn't pay attention. You go back and tell Shen Ge Lao that Your Majesty will meet me soon. ”

Why did you let him pass the word again?!