A red figure walked past the tea stall, a man with a delicate face.

Yun Yuan glanced at it hurriedly, and then turned her gaze to the beggar in question.

"Ask the nobles to eat." Just shot at the beggar who was careless about begging.

He tugged at the hem of the man in red, begging in a low voice.

The money he received in the pottery bowl had already been collected.

Now he looks like a poor man who is crazy with hunger.

A silver nude fell in response, and the man in red brushed his sleeves and left.

Yun Yuan felt a little unusual.

In the air, there seemed to be a hint of vague smell.

It is the smell of trace-wandering, and it is often used in the road to track people.

Things are getting more and more interesting.

Wan Yatou has been practicing light skills for more than a month, although it is rough, but it is still okay with a person.

Yun Yuan asked Qinglan to wait for her at the tea stall, and hurriedly followed the man in red.

He entered a small courtyard in the West City.

Yun Yuan, who was hidden in the branches, watched two or three beggars approach the small courtyard.

The beggar in the lead, very familiar, is the one who just begged in the West Market.

The man in red stayed in the courtyard until evening.

Later, he hurriedly left Xicheng District and went to Dongcheng District.

In the middle, he hid in the teahouse and changed his clothes.

The best cyan brocade clothes are hung with jade accessories around the waist, and the folding fan is also replaced by Xiangfei bamboo.

Among the nobles of Liyang Mansion, jade is not a top thing.

This man is at most an ordinary eunuch.

Until this man walked into Zhang's mansion.

In Liyang Mansion, the official surnamed Zhang, Yun Yuan doesn't know how many.

But she knew that Wan Yatou's quasi-second brother-in-law was surnamed Zhang.

The moon crept up into the sky from the east.

In the dilapidated temple in Xicheng District, three beggars were chattering and discussing something.

"Boss, I found out, it's the Liyang Mansion Zhizhong family." The beggar on the far left said flatteringly.

"What kind of official is Zhizhong?" The little beggar on the far right looks the youngest.

"I don't know."

"It probably won't be a big official, Liyang Mansion Yin is the biggest official, and it will definitely not be big in governance."

"Zhizhong is a five-grade official, and he is not a big official in Liyang Mansion." The eldest of the two little beggars, the middle beggar, finally spoke.

It seems that this beggar's identity will not be simple, and Yun Yuan, who was hiding and eavesdropping outside the broken temple, heard those words.

Yun Yuan had never seen this girl's quasi-second brother-in-law before, she only remembered her surname Zhang.

But she remembered his identity, the only son of the Zhizhong family in Liyang Mansion.

It seems to be the man I saw during the day.

Yun Yao, who heard the location of the beggar, no longer stayed.

I don't know if the family will find out that they are not in the house.

The late autumn night is exceptionally cold.

Qinglan, who was dressed as a small servant, trembled on the avenue in the west city of Liyang Mansion.

The tea stall has already been closed, why hasn't the young lady come back to find herself.

Yun Yuan, who had just walked to the back door of the Yingjun Palace, always felt that she had forgotten something.

She began to recall.

Yun Yuan slapped her head, oh no, Qinglan is still in Xicheng.

Yun Yuan didn't stay any longer, hurriedly used light skills, and rushed to the West Market.

Fortunately, the people are still there.

The master and servant who didn't eat dinner were a little tired at this time, and slowly walked back to the Yingjun Palace.

Get up in the morning to practice martial arts and read books, and go out in the afternoon to investigate.

Yun Yuan went directly to the small mansion in Xicheng this time.

Yun Yuan, who was hungry enough yesterday, brought dry food and water with her this time.

Lying on the big tree outside the small house, quietly observing.

In that little house lived a beautiful woman.

It doesn't look like it's been a decade. She was holding the married woman's hair in a bun, and her belly was already visible.

Yun Yuan is on the big tree here, and she has already started to make up a big drama in her brain.

A child of an official family who conceals his identity, and a beautiful woman who is pregnant.

If this Zhang Gongzi is not Wan Yatou's quasi-second brother-in-law, this will be a good show.

He was dressed in a clean coarse cloth and his hair was neatly combed and tied up with strips of cloth.

Yun Yuan almost didn't see that this was yesterday's beggar.

There was a knock on the door.

"Sister, I'm Kaiji, I'm still alive." The beggar's face was sad, and his voice trembled.

"Kaiji?" The originally cautious woman answered and opened the door.

Tears quickly slid down the woman's cheeks.

The sister and brother helped each other into the wing room in the courtyard. Yun Yuan lightly touched the window of the wing room and squatted down.

"After all these years, I thought you wouldn't have survived." The woman hid her face and began to cry.

The beggar, named Kaiji, spoke slowly.

"On the way to charge the army back then, there was an accident, and we encountered an avalanche at the foot of Fenglan Mountain."

"At that time, it was just dinner, and the ropes in everyone's hands were untied, and my father was the first to react and threw me away as soon as possible."

"So the snow that covered me wasn't thick, and I survived."

"It's just that I was wearing straw sandals on my feet at that time, and my toes were frozen."

"I also tried to plane my father and uncle, maybe I was still too useless, and I didn't see results after a day."

"Later, I begged all the way back to Liyang, and after a year, I finally saw my sister again."

The woman cried even harder.

"Ji'er, it's okay, everything will be fine."

"You can stay in peace, and I'll go and write to your brother-in-law."

"Brother-in-law?"

"I should have been used as a camp prostitute back then, but the manager of the camp prostitute at that time had other thoughts."

"He sold me to Xiyin Building at a high price, and bought a green building maid at a low price, which was worth my name."

"They asked me to pick up customers, and I didn't want to."

"Fortunately, I met your brother-in-law, who is a businessman who travels north and south and wants to buy a Qingqi as a concubine."

"It's better to be a concubine than to be in Xiyin Building, so I agreed."

It turned out that this sister and brother were also the children of a serious official eunuch.

Their grandfather, Shen Yuanzheng, was in the position of the second assistant of the cabinet and always thought that the eldest prince was paranoid and too arrogant, and was not suitable to be a prince.

Unexpectedly, four years ago, when the cold winter came, Emperor Wu suddenly fell seriously ill and died.

The eldest prince succeeded to the throne smoothly by virtue of his status as the eldest son

As the minister appointed by the emperor in advance, Shen Yuanzheng stayed in the cabinet smoothly until his death.

His children and grandchildren are not so blessed.

A year and a half ago, someone secretly played the emperor, and the Shen family collaborated with the enemy to commit treason.

Delusional collusion with Nanwei to start a war again.

A so-called anonymous letter, a triage of the three legal divisions in the form of a formality.

All the men of the Shen family were exiled to the army, and the women were classified as untouchables.

Yun Yuan didn't know about these past events, but she also heard it.

This sister and brother were once eunuchs.

Then this little beggar may be more useful.

Shen Kaiji listened to his sister's words, combined with what he had seen recently.

quickly came to the result, the son of this Zhang family has already been married, but he has not yet married, for fear that the concubine will affect his reputation.

made up an identity and coaxed his sister.

The outer room of the eunuch's family is far worse than being a concubine.

Shen Kaiji didn't show it on his face, listening to his sister chattering about trivial things.