Chapter 7 Who is the Guest?

"Less poor, you don't know your thoughts? Say it quickly, and if you don't say it, don't even think about going in. "The old bustard said that he didn't really stop Jian Qing.

Jian Qing Dynasty Li Shi glanced at it, Li Shi was so shocked by Jian Qing's divine operation that the soul that flew to the Nine Heavens finally returned to its place, he rubbed his eyes, and didn't understand how Jian Qing could handle his hands and mouth in front of the old bustard. But this is not the time to think about that.

"There was a murder in the Xinglai Inn, you should have heard about it, we are going to search all over the city now, there are many people coming and going from the south to the north here, why don't we come to investigate?"

Li Shi is an old official who takes the court, and as soon as he speaks solemnly, the old bustard wilts like a frosted eggplant, frowning and inviting Li Shi and the two to go in.

This kind of play of singing red face alone and white face alone, after Jian Qing came, it was the first time to sing with Li Shi, but the cooperation was seamless. The old bustard specially vacated a room, invited Li Shi and the two to come in to talk, coaxed them with clever words, and made people come in with wine and food, and invited two girls to come in and wait.

In Zhao Di's words, Jiang Zhonglin is an idiot. In this society now, there are no ordinary people reporting through the Internet, and there is no media supervision, there is no such thing as honesty and dedication, Li Shi saw the wine and meat woman, his eyes were straight, he hugged left and right, and forgot what he was going to do.

Jian Qing covered his stomach, endured the smell of inferior fat powder like prickly heat powder, and endured the smell of inferior fat powder like prickly heat powder, with a bitter face, and couldn't wait to cry, "Brother, brother, I ate bad stomach early this morning, it's convenient to go now, you use it alone!" ”

"Go, go! Take it easy, don't worry! Li Shi didn't think that Jian Qing was ruining his interest by saying that he was going to at this time, but he only felt that this kid was really empathetic everywhere.

Jian Qing came out of the room, stood up straight, rubbed his nose, and always felt that the smell of prickly heat powder was on his nose, and he couldn't help but want to sneeze.

The first time she entered the Jade Building, she didn't know where it was, but she always felt that if she was looking for Zhou Shen, it would be right to go to the back yard. Although I don't know if Zhou Shen has the ability to secretly take her to the room on the third floor where the wine jug was thrown, how can I know if I don't try?

"Dead hoof, you say, where did you get that food box? Did you use a food box to steal food from the kitchen and take it home, but you don't dare to get it back? ”

"It's not!"

The sound of the lion's roar in Hedong was like the tide of the Qiantang River, and a sound as thin as a gnat floated over gently.

Jian Qing paused, stood at the back door, and saw a fat man of about 300 catties under the eaves, holding a golden hairpin in his hand, desperately poking a little girl who was as thin as a hemp pole.

The little girl was in pain, wanted to dodge, but didn't dare, shrunk back, and the suppressed cry of the young beast was intermittent, as if she would lose her breath at any time.

Jian Qing couldn't stand it anymore, and was about to step out when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The woman wore a green silk cotton jacket, covered with a gray squirrel shoulder gown, and a green cotton silk skirt, and before Jian Qing could look at her clearly, she buckled the fat man's wrist, and her voice was cold, "What are you bullying her for?" It's just a food box, even if she loses it, I'll pay you. ”

"Oh, Zhaohong girl, is that I trying to bully her? The things in this building are counted, not to mention a food box, even if there is a green onion missing, we have to pay evenly. ”

Before the fat man finished speaking, there was an extra dime of silver in her palm, and the shining light covered the three hundred catties of saliva that was about to spew out. Suddenly, the fat man smiled from ear to ear, and layers of folds were piled up on his big steamed bun-like face, "Thank you for the reward!" ”

"Girl, I reward you? Who do you think you are? This is the money for the food box, if you dare to bully her again, the girl will hurt you! ”

"How dare you? If I had known that the girl had recognized this little hoof as her goddaughter, it would have been too late for me to scold her! After the big fat man finished speaking, he ran away, and the fat on his body swept away as quickly as a wave.

Zhao Hong was still angry by her words, she is a big girl's family, where can she recognize her goddaughter?

"Sister Zhaohong, thank you!" The little girl combed her hair in a bun, and Jian Qing recognized it as the daughter of the owner of the rice shop next door to their house, named Tiantou. In the past 20 years, Tian Tou Niang gave birth to ten daughters, one after another, and when she was almost forty years old, she finally gave birth to a handle. Who knows, a twin child, and also brought out a daughter, the son is named Sun Degui, and the daughter is called Tiantou, who is nine years old this year.

Jian Qing met this girl who worked in the Qinglou to support her brother on the street several times, and she was embarrassed to call her Tiantou, she had always been called Tiantou, or Tiantian.

Zhao Hong didn't pay attention to Tian Tian, pulled the little girl behind her, and turned her head to look at Jian Qing.

"Ahh Jian Qing was startled by Zhaohong's gamma-ray-like gaze, smiled, and stood with his back against the wall, "That, Sister Zhaohong, I'm here to find Brother Zhou Shen, is he here?" ”

Jian Qing's eyes replied shyly, with a look of fascination for the heroine and a restrained cover-up, Rao had just fought with a three-hundred-pound fat man, and his arrogance was not gone, Zhao Hong still couldn't get angry with this young man who had been peeping beside him, she pointed to the back casually, "You go over here, go straight, cross the corridor, pass through the door, he is in the courtyard." ”

There is a well in the courtyard, and Zhou Shen is fetching water. Jian Qing hurriedly went over to help, "Brother Zhou, where do you mention it, I'll come?" ”

"No, I'll pick it." Zhou Shen looked at the simple list of thin bodies like paper people, he took the flat pole, hooked the bucket with a hook, and stood up as soon as he stood up, only then did he remember to ask Jian Qing, "Why is Brother Qing here?" ”

"I have something to do, so I'll come and see Brother Zhou. Do you have a guest upstairs? Jian Qing pointed to the front building with his finger up, "Who?" ”

She has always inquired, Zhou Shen didn't care, picked up the bucket, didn't show any difficulty, and bit her ear with Jian Qing as she walked, "I don't know, I heard that it's not small." ”

The very small man was standing under the north window and looking this way, he curled his finger and knocked on the window one by one, a pair of black jade eyes, his gaze like a net towards the young man who was following the young man carrying the water. He didn't expect that Jian Chong gave birth to a good son, and this little man was as smooth as a loach, so he worshiped a sister with the old bustard at the front door, and became a brother with the turtle in the backyard when he turned around.

In the next room, the stringed orchestra came in through the crack in the door with tears and crawled in his ears without reluctance. Zhao Di glanced at the next door unhappily, and behind him, a middle-aged man in a green cloth cotton robe asked in a low voice, "Master, do you want to drive them all away?" ”

"No, this Ming dynasty will not be the king in the future, does the king care about him singing every night or serving the people?"