In the afternoon, Gu Chuyu left the mansion in regular clothes, and when he went down the steps, he saw a maidservant girl walking not far away, he didn't care, and boarded the carriage alone.

The maidservant girl was carrying a burden in her arms, and when she saw that Gu Xiang was leaving, she hurriedly shouted, "Prime Minister." ”

The maidservant ran quickly towards the carriage, but before she could get close, she was stopped by the guards.

"Bold!" The guard shouted.

The maidservant girl shouted anxiously: "Prime Minister, the slave maid is the maidservant of the Ji Mansion, and my young lady sent the slave maid to return the adult's things." ”

Gu Chuyu sat in the carriage, heard the words of the maidservant, and ordered Xingyun to get it.

After a while, Xingyun took something and presented it to the window, "Master." ”

Gu Chuyu picked up the corner of the curtain and glanced at it, it was the cloak he took off last night, which was in his expectation.

The maidservant girl was a little complacent. Xiang Ye gave his personal belongings to the girl who danced last night, indicating that the dance won Xiang Ye's heart, and Xiang Ye thought that it was her young lady who danced, and Xiang Ye should treat Miss Xiang differently than before.

Her young lady couldn't go out, so she put all her expectations on her, waiting for her to go back and convey Xiangye's words.

But she waited for a long time before Xiangye could speak, and when she looked up again, she saw the carriage passing in front of her, and the people in the carriage did not leave a word.

Bamboo Forest Tea Shop, after a night, this place has returned to normal, there is no dancing beauty on the bamboo platform, only a middle-aged luthier is stroking the qin.

On weekdays, there are many tea customers who patronize this tea shop, but this year's festival has not passed, and only Gu Chuyu is the only one who drinks tea and listens to music here.

Mei Xiaoren came as promised, sat down at the table, covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and coughed a few times.

Gu Chuyu asked while pouring tea for her: "When did you get the wind chill?" ”

"Today, in a few days, it's fine." Mei Xiaoren put away the handkerchief and covered the hot teacup to warm his hands.

She didn't know why Chu Yu wanted to ask her to come here, was it because of last night's incident that made him like this place?

"Why didn't I see you last night?"

Mei Xiaoren took a sip of tea with heavy eyes, held the teacup and said, "Miss Ji is dancing for you to enjoy, I'll join in the fun." ”

"Do you want to know how well she dances?"

Mei Xiaoren raised his eyes and answered casually: "How?" ”

Gu Chuyu didn't answer, got up and walked towards the bamboo platform, beckoned his sleeves to send the pianist away, sat down in front of the piano platform, slowly plucked the silk strings, and Shang Yu gathered into a pleasant tune, melodious and spread far away.

Mei Xiaoren looked at the clear tea soup with heavy eyes, only to feel that the sound of such a piano was like rain turning into wind, from the ears to the heart, blowing the red in the bottom of the heart and flying away, making people clear.

The same tune, and the prime minister's piano skills are much more superb than last night's musicians, the sound of the piano is sometimes as light as floating feathers, sometimes heavy as stacked mountains, and the modulation and frustration are just right, making people listen to it more and more unstoppable.

When he played to the high notes, he remembered last night and slowly said four words: "Amazing." ”

Mei Xiaoren was stunned for a moment, and only after a moment did he realize that he was answering her previous question.

She turned her back to him, and a few smiles appeared on her lips, which gradually dissipated after a while, because she remembered the "Miss Ji" he called last night.

She sat quietly for a while, turned to look at him, and asked quickly, "Xiangye, you called me here to tell me that Miss Ji's dancing is good, and you like it very much?" ”

"Like it or not, what are you anxious about?"

Mei Xiaoren was speechless for a while, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, and he said seriously: "My Fair Lady, good gentleman, why can't I care about Miss Ji?" ”

She turned around and picked up a piece of refreshment and ate it herself.

The sound of the piano did not stop, but Mei Xiaoren's eyes fell on a letter pressed under the dish, curious: "What is this?" ”

"Just look at it."

She patted the crumbs of pastry off her hands, took out the letter and unfolded it, but before she could see half of it, her face was already a little pale.

Mei Xiaoren suddenly knocked the letter on the table, with the back facing up, for fear of seeing the words on the letter again.

It was still cold, and her forehead was already sweating, all scared, like she had just experienced a nightmare.

The letter ...... Who wrote it? Mei Xiaoren was flustered and asked a lot of questions.

"I'm checking." Gu Chuyu finished playing the last paragraph, withdrew his hand and asked, "What I said above is true?" ”

Mei Xiaoren frowned, closed his eyes, tried to calm himself down, and did not give Chu Yu an answer for a long time.

After a long time, she opened her eyes and saw that Chu Yu had already sat back next to her, looking at her with a peaceful gaze.

He was so smart, how could he not count in his heart, and besides, if he didn't know, since he already knew, how could she deliberately deceive him.

Mei Xiaoren nodded slowly.

"You should have told me earlier."

Mei Xiaoren asked calmly: "You don't think I'm useless?" Even the official position has to be bought, and the fame is fake......"

"Anyway, you spent money."

Mei Xiaoren's heart was already in a mess, and no matter how much Chu Yu laughed, she couldn't be happy.

Gu Chuyu asked again: "In your opinion, who is this letter from?" ”

Mei Xiaoren shook his head, but he didn't know.

Only she knows, Lao Li knows, and the officials of the Ministry entrusted by Lao Li know...... Is it that there is a mess on the part of the officials?

She raised her eyes to look at Chu Yu, looking extremely anxious.

"Whatever you want, now you just need to find people who know and shut them up, and you can save the day."

She said, "I guess the problem may be with the ministry. ”

Gu Chuyu asked again: "Why must it be an official of the Ministry of Officials, but it can't be someone else who knows?" ”

Mei Xiaoren insisted: "Impossible, this matter is only known to me, the prefect and the people of the ministry, and the prefect will never say it, so it can only be the people of the ministry." ”

Gu Chuyu took the letter back from her hand, folded it and put it in the envelope.

"Xiangye, people wrote anonymous letters to ask you to dispose of me, you ...... What are you going to do? Mei Xiaoren asked timidly.

"Do you have times when you're afraid?" The corners of Gu Chuyu's lips rose slightly.

"Being a thief is inevitably weak-hearted......"

"Early disposal and late disposal are disposals, and this account is recorded first." Gu Chuyu took the envelope and patted her head gently, "When you are disobedient, I will beat you back to your hometown as punishment." ”

Mei Xiaoren frowned, "Have I ever disobeyed you?" ”

Gu Chuyu looked back at the vacant piano and asked her instead, "Will it?" ”

"Yes!"

Mei Xiaoren responded without hesitation, got up and left, sat on the futon, and played as he said, looking very obedient.

The sound of the piano is also rigid and soft, she usually deliberately disguises, and there is no omission in words and deeds, but she rarely plays the piano, as soon as she touches the strings, the gentleness in her bones is all integrated into the sound of the piano, playing softly, like a trickle.

Gu Chuyu turned around, the sky was bright at this time, and there was no curtain to block it, and he could enjoy the appearance of her stroking the piano at a glance. However, she contracted the wind chill and would cough once or twice from time to time.

He summoned Xingyun and told Xingyun to go to the city to find a medical hall to grab medicine.

When the medicine was right, Xingyun asked, "What kind of medicine does the master want to treat the disease?" ”

"Wind chill, caused by cold."