Jiang Tingxue happily had breakfast, summoned a servant to explain a few words, and then gave him half a bag of broken silver, and ordered him to go to the restaurant yesterday to find the man who was playing tricks, and brought her words to the man as they were. Not long after the slave left the house, she also went out of the house leisurely, but did not go directly to the money village, but entered a teahouse where the city guard mansion must go to the other side of the building, and chose a private room facing the street on the second floor, waiting for the fish to take the bait and watch the show.

And the beautiful Yan Lingyu dressed himself up ceremoniously today, and he was busy with the slave who served him. In the end, he was dressed in a brick-red embroidered deep coat, with a corrugated white jade crown on his head, a neat face, holding a folding fan of painted ink landscapes, and even his shoes were replaced with a new pair of Dengyun shoes.

With an urgent mood, the shadow of the sundial was turning little by little, and finally when it was approaching, Yanling had just picked up the bead curtain in the compartment, and before he left the house, he was facing the Yuan Wenling who was walking with his hands.

Yuan Wenling was holding a scroll of bamboo slips in his hand behind him, and the content on it was naturally a note prepared for Yanling to borrow his belongings. Now as long as Yanling has a name on it, then this note will take effect.

Yuan Wenling stood still in front of Yan Lingyu casually, pretending not to know anything, raised his eyes and asked, "Childe, is this going out?" ”

"Yes, didn't I tell you yesterday? Miss Jiang family warmly invited, how can I not go. Yan Ling's face was full of pride, and he smiled so much that his peach blossom eyes narrowed into a slit.

Yuan Wenling looked suddenly enlightened, nodded with a smile, and said, "Oh, I forgot, I see that I'm too busy with things." If I had remembered it earlier, I would have come back at another time. ”

"Is there something going on?" Yan Lingyu was a little anxious in his heart, frowned and went straight to the point. If you want to come to Yuan Wenling to find him at this time, there must be something serious.

Yuan Wenling slowly put down his hands behind him, handed the bamboo slips to Yanling, and said calmly and unhurriedly: "The robbery a few days ago, so far, there is no eyebrow, and the lost boxes of property are probably difficult to recover." Childe can't make me lose so much money in vain, right? Therefore, this is a note for you to borrow property, and Childe will take a look at it, and if there is no problem, you can give it a name. ”

"What? A note to borrow your belongings? What are those things, and you still need a note? I'm a dignified prince, will I still be able to repay my debts? When Yan Ling heard Yuan Wenling's words, he couldn't believe his ears, and his eyes widened in surprise and looked at the calm person in front of him for a long time, and then he couldn't help but smile, and he sneered, "Yuan Wenling, I really didn't see it, you are really stingy, just these things, with your Yuan family's family business in Gusu, I'm afraid it's not as good as a hair of yours, right?" The family of businessmen for hundreds of years still cares about this bit of wealth, and they are not afraid of being laughed at when they say it. ”

"Don't worry, Childe, I also act according to the usual rules. Besides, those boxes of property are indeed not a small amount, if there is no note, it is indeed a little unreasonable, if everyone in the world follows suit, and they are not as bold as the son, and they really owe debts and do not pay them, then the world will not be in chaos because of this. Yuan Wenling didn't care about Yan Ling's ridicule, showed a smiling face, and said it in a high-sounding manner. These things are really nothing to his family, but they are enough for a poor family to live a life without food and clothing. Besides, this is what his cousin meant, and as a cousin who loves her, of course he has to do his best to handle this matter.

Yanling took the bamboo slip with a smile, but he didn't open it yet, but he just took it in his hand and looked at it playfully, and then mocked Yuan Wenling: "I said, isn't it just a note, and the bamboo slip is still used, as for it?" A piece of paper solves the problem. ”

For Yanling's ridicule, Yuan Wenling replied to silence, just calmly looked at the person in front of him to spread out the bamboo slips, and glanced at the content of it impatiently, and probably didn't see a few words clearly, so he called the slave to bring Zihao dipped in thick ink, and hurriedly wrote three eternal seal characters on it. Before the ink on it could dry, he had already stuffed it into Yuan Wenling's hand indiscriminately, raised his broad sleeves towards the servant beside him, passed by Yuan Wenling, and went out of the door, anxious to see his beauty, and the slave followed.

Yuan Wenling didn't pay attention to the figure that went out, and his eyes fell on the three seal characters that Yanling had just written for a long time, and finally the corners of his lips hooked, revealing a touch of cunning. This note has nothing to do with his Yuan Wenling, the position of the creditor is written with the word Xi Wunian, and the content is also written in accordance with the requirements of Ji Wunian, and a heart has already flown to the Yanling of the building on the other bank is so anxious that he even ignores this, which is really ridiculous.

Being able to step into the set of Yanling Monkey so smoothly was completely because Yuan Wenling saw this opportunity, knowing that Yan Lingling would definitely be distracted by Miss Jiang's affairs at this moment, and his heart was all on other things, so how could he go back and pay attention to the things in front of him. Yuan Wenling was worried that he couldn't find a chance to let Yan Ling obediently sign this unreasonable note, but this Miss Jiang family created such an excellent moment for him.

Thinking of this, Yuan Wenling couldn't help but wonder whether Jiang Tingxue's intention to take the initiative to invite Yanling was ill-intentioned, or that Jiang Tingxue already knew the true identity of Yanling Wang, and really wanted to be the prince's concubine, so that she would have the opportunity to become the concubine of the first palace in the future and have a prominent position. It's hard to say either of these possibilities now, but these don't seem to have much to do with him, but he can't hide the momentary curiosity in his heart.

Yuan Wenling thought for a moment, rolled up the bamboo slips, and when he stepped out of the door, he ordered the slave standing at the door: "You go and bring a few guards, follow from a distance, and see what tricks this Miss Jiang family is going to play." If it is a bad intention, don't make people lack arms and legs, and it will be difficult to explain to the royal family of the Central Plains. ”

The servant was a little surprised, and couldn't help but look at Yuan Wenling's calm eyes and asked, "My lord is worried that the Jiang family wants to deliberately retaliate." ”

"On that day, he came to the door to ask for relatives and specified that he wanted to make his girl a concubine, a prestigious family like the Jiang family, after receiving such an insult, presumably even if Jiang Qin can be generous and not to blame the past, but Jiang Qin's noble daughter is afraid that she can't swallow this breath." Yuan Wenling paced with a steady step, turning into the gravel path of flowers and trees, leaving only a back of the slave with hair fluttering in the breeze.

After leaving the house, Yanling sat in a sedan chair prepared in advance, and was carried by four people in the direction of the main street, while several guards from the Yuan Wenling faction followed not far behind.

At this moment, the people in the sedan chair are not worried about their safety, they are happily closing their eyes and recuperating, and the folding fan in front of them is slowly shaking in their hands. As it became more and more noisy outside, it was just a cup of tea, and the sedan chair actually stopped. When Yan Lingyu slowly opened his eyes, he saw a head exposed from the sedan curtain that had been raised, a strange face, dressed as a slave.

At this juncture, someone blocked the way, Yan Lingyu felt a trace of unhappiness in his heart, frowned, and before he could speak, the servant first respectfully explained his intention: "Childe, my young lady said that if you are sincere in going to the appointment, you should go by yourself." Going in a sedan chair like this, she can't see your sincerity, how can she know that you really want to be married to her? ”

Yan Ling's unhappy face stretched out after knowing that the slave was sent by Jiang Tingxue, and when he heard this, he felt that it was very reasonable, and nodded at the slave happily, and then ordered the people outside to get out of the sedan chair and lift the curtain out. At this time, he was in the center of the main street, and it was very busy with pedestrians. He waved his hand behind him, signaling the person carrying the sedan chair to go back the way he came, while he followed the servant of the Jiang family into the crowd and went straight to the next bank building.

At this time, Yan Ling, who was full of spring breeze, walked faster, but he was extremely leisurely, shaking his fan to look left and right, and the scorching sun felt soft on him. The servant took advantage of his inattention and hurried to the front, and in the blink of an eye flashed into a stall, and whispered a few words to the man in short clothes behind the stall.

The man nodded seriously, casually weighed half a bag of broken silver in his hand, and then walked out of the stall, bypassing passers-by and walking towards Yanling, just as the two were rubbing their bodies, he suddenly grabbed Yanling's clothes and shouted: "Catch the thief, catch the thief!" ”

was shouted by the man in short clothes like this, and the passers-by around gathered one after another. Seeing that the person standing in the middle was the man who had stirred up chaos in the city half a month ago, he couldn't help but show a playful look, and they were waiting to see what he was going to make today.

In the teahouse diagonally opposite, Jiang Tingxue, who was sitting quietly next to the desk, heard the noise of passers-by on the street getting louder, and knew that this good show had begun, so he immediately got up and leaned over the window, and pushed the window page open a slap-sized slit, looking lively with interest.

Yan Lingyu was startled by the man's sudden huge movements, and was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, angrily removed the hand of the short-clothed man who was holding his shirt, exhaled from his nostrils, and didn't care about his messy deep clothes, and angrily scolded: "You don't want to spray people with blood!" What is the identity of this son, how could he do such an obscene thing! ”

"Look, how can there be such a shameless person, who is caught red-handed as a thief and still doesn't admit it!" The man in the short coat spun around in place with his arms outstretched, his face full of resentment.

Yan Ling's head was a little big, I don't know if it was exposed to the sun or I was in a hurry, but I was sweating unconsciously. He slapped his face a few times, a little angry, and said with confidence: "You said that my son is a thief, what evidence is there?" If not, I'll sue you for slander!" The prison cell is the place to go for the rest of your life! ”

"My purse, I've just seen it with my own eyes. Please testify to me that the money bag is in his sleeve, and I saw him stuff it with my own eyes. The man spread his hands helplessly to everyone, and then cast his burning gaze on the sleeve where Yanling held the fan. If someone went to that restaurant yesterday to see the trick, then they would definitely be able to recognize that this man in short clothes was the one who played tricks on the stage yesterday.

In order to prove his innocence, he took the initiative to stretch out his hand, his wide sleeves swayed slightly in the wind, and he tilted his head arrogantly and said: "Okay, you said that in my sleeve, this son allows you to search, if not, you will be in prison." He sat upright and unguarded.

To Yan Ling's surprise, the man did not immediately rummage in his sleeve, but turned his back to him and shouted to the noisy crowd: "For the sake of fairness, it is not good for me, the victim, to do it himself, otherwise this thief will have to excuse himself later, saying that I slandered him in public." I don't know which brother is willing to help me and help me check and check. ”

A fierce discussion erupted in the crowd, everyone looked at each other, and finally a young man in a black dark coat walked out. He said decisively: "I'll come." Little brother, don't worry, everyone is watching, if he is really a thief, we will definitely call the shots for you. ”