"If there is any news about that sir, please let me know in time."

"I open the door with a peach smile and open the door to do business, how can there be a reason not to welcome guests, as long as the price is appropriate, everything else is easy to say."

Yuan Wangchun's face changed suddenly: "I don't know if you know about the recent events in Jiangnan?" ”

Peach smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Jiangnan? Isn't there a big flood in Jiangnan, what else is there besides this? ”

Yuan Wangchun didn't say a word, got up and left, looking at the tea that was about to cool with a peach smile, his eyes were dark.

Yuan Wangchun just walked on the front foot, and sat down with the back foot.

Taomian smiled and raised his eyes and glanced at it: "I didn't expect you to be quite rich as a Taoist priest, so let's say you are here to know something today." ”

Huaiqing's thin lips squirmed: "There is nothing to ask for." ”

Peach-faced smiled at the pair of charming Danfeng eyes and raised: "In less than three days, she will be able to come out." If you want me to say that she is really a powerful person, how could the waiter of King Jingyuan help her for no reason, do you say that Jing Yuanwen has conspired with the Nanhuai Palace.

If you want me to say that you, a Taoist priest, don't get involved, the situation in the court is unpredictable, and ordinary people like you and me can't intervene. ”

Huaiqing stretched his brows, looked at the peach face and smiled without saying a word.

"You're an ordinary person, too?"

"I'm just doing a little business, making ordinary people, and I can't be ordinary people."

Huaiqing saw through it without saying anything, and casually moved Yuan Wangchun's quilt away.

The night is getting late, the pedestrians on the street are gradually sparse, and in the Wenren Mansion, Wenren Zhongshu is sitting in the boudoir.

Mo Qin wiped the opening oil for Wenren Zhongshu, and Mo Qin looked at Wenren Zhongshu in the mirror: "Our young lady's appearance is becoming more and more outstanding."

Miss, yesterday the old lady wrote to the old lady, this is to ask the old lady to find a wishful husband for the young lady.

In this Kyoto, everyone says that the son and the young lady are golden boys and girls. The slave maid looks at Fusong Gongzi as gentle and elegant, and talented.

Behaved moderately, humble and polite, after entering Beijing for so long, Fusong Gongzi is also dedicated to learning, and he has not been mixed with those gentlemen in Kyoto at all, which shows that he is a righteous gentleman.

The slave maid went to the old lady today, and the old lady was also praising the son.

The slave and maid look at it, the old lady should be the future uncle who helped the son to come to us and smell the family. ”

Wenren Zhongshu looked at himself in the mirror, lowered his eyes and looked at the ivory comb on the table.

Mo Qin saw that Zhong Shu was silent, and said tentatively: "Could it be that the young lady is not satisfied with this Fusong son?" The slave maid thinks it's good to help the son. Eat, drink and have fun, and only like to read sage books and study poetry, if the young lady can cultivate a good relationship with Fusong Gongzi in the future, she will definitely be able to harmonize the piano and raise her eyebrows. ”

Wenren Zhongshu sighed: "That's it, this matter is not a foregone conclusion." Today, I asked you to inquire about Xu Gongzi's affairs, how is the investigation. ”

Mo Qin soaked her hands in warm water, and she was smiling just now, but now she couldn't help frowning.

"He beat the royal nobles in public, which was a capital crime. I don't know why King Jingyuan came forward to help him, and he deliberately ran to the court to argue with King Ji for him.

In the end, the Queen Mother came forward and reconciled from it, but he was locked up for a few days.

Miss, the slave maid saw that this person was full of ruffians, did not pay attention to etiquette and morality, and was angry.

I don't know what I'll do in the future, so it's better for Miss to take a detour when she sees him in the future. lest he do anything out of the ordinary to the young lady one day. ”

"It's not necessarily that he's a bad person. That Zhao Tanzong has been rampant and domineering in Beijing for many years, bullying the weak, and it can be regarded as doing all the bad things, and over the years, there is finally someone who can cure him and export evil anger for those people, which is really unpleasant.

As for Xu Gongzi, although this person is a little unruly and debauched, he always goes his own way and doesn't care about the overall situation, but sometimes the words he says are rough and unreasonable.

Sometimes he is a little ruffian, but he has never delayed things before the big right and wrong, except for the lustful and oily mouth on weekdays, he has never really done anything out of the ordinary. ”

Mo Qin was dissatisfied: "Miss thinks highly of him, don't think he's a scourge." Every time we meet him, nothing good happens. ”

"If you don't meet him, those good things will come? Bad things won't come? ”

"Miss......"

Wenren Zhongshu put down the comb: "Okay, you go and bring a pot of hot water." ”

Wenren Zhongshu glanced at the book of Chunmeilu on the desktop, Wenren Zhongshu opened a few pages, and the blank space of the poems on it was full of dense annotations.

When he saw Fu Song's note, his beautiful eyes looked complicated, and he heard that Zhongshu put the book in the drawer.

All the words are gorgeous, praising the prosperity of the peace, and the words are carefully considered, but Zhongshu always feels unbearable.

Is there really only prosperity and peace in this world? Born in a wealthy family, it is enough to be able to write these words.

Nanqiang slept until midnight, and suddenly opened his eyes, Nanqiang heard a small and broken sound, and Nanqiang got up.

The cell was pitch black and he couldn't see anything, and Nanqiang only felt chills all over his body.

Nanqiang heard the sound of the snake spitting out the letter, and Nanqiang tensed up.

Where did the snake come from in the cell? Nanqiang cowered in the corner and didn't dare to move.

Nanqiang was covered in a cold sweat, and listened carefully, as if there was more than one snake.

Nanqiang tried his best to hold his breath and breathe, the pores on his body seemed to be open, and the sweat behind his back soaked his clothes.

Sticking to the back of the wall, I still feel cold in my back.

Nan Qiang's forehead suddenly broke out with a sweat, this is just a snake, but I am afraid that there will be some poisonous scorpions and poisonous spiders.

Nanqiang screamed bitterly in her heart, when she tied Gao Fei up in a deserted village, she used these things to scare him and torture him.

This kind of feng shui will take turns to make him suffer this hardship?

Nan Qiang's heart was tense, Nan Qiang grabbed the railing on the windowsill, and his body was hung in the air.

Nanqiang's wound oozed fine blood and sweat, and Nanqiang's hands were numb, just as he was about to fall. There was a rush of footsteps, and before I could see anything clearly, I saw a fire thrown in, and suddenly a fire broke out in the cell.

Nanqiang desperately wanted to shout in his throat, but the fire quickly boiled, and the entire cell was filled with smoke and smoke.

A long arrow flew from outside the window fence that Nanqiang was holding.

The long arrow grazed Nanqiang's finger joints, and Nanqiang gritted his teeth.

Outside the cell, a gong and drum suddenly sounded: "Go water, go water!" ”

Nanqiang saw a dark shadow outside the cell rushing in.

Nanqiang chuckled in his heart and looked at the black shadow.

If this guy came to kill her at this time, she would have to send him to wipe it by the neck.

Nanqiang was in an instant, and the black shadow carried Nanqiang's waist and quickly left the cell.

As soon as Nanqiang walked on his front foot, countless cold arrows flew from the small ventilation window.

The black shadow took out a piece of cloth and stunned Nanqiang. All the way to the deepest part of the cell.

Wen Yuansheng was sleeping sweetly in the concubine's room, and was woken up by a rush knock on the door, Wen Yuansheng sat up: "What knock in the middle of the night!" ”

"It's not good, sir! The prison is out of water! ”

Wen Yuansheng suddenly came to his senses: "How can a good person go to water." ”

Wen Yuansheng picked up his clothes and put them on, and ran all the way out of the house.

It was just dawn that the fire in the cell was completely extinguished.