Mu Dian put away the letter when he heard this.

Rong Yi sighed lightly. On that day, because of his love for Mu Dianke's talent, and because he felt that her appearance was somewhat similar to Qingwu, he intended to include her in the house, and he had probed Xu Younan's tone.

Xu Younan's answer was: "This woman is stubborn, domineering and arbitrary, and I am afraid that I will be guilty of nobles." ”

Of course, Xu Younan said this to politely reject him. But judging from Mu Dianke's actions that day, as well as her later actions in destroying three strongholds of the Ming Palace in Chuzhou, forcing Fang Xian to dig a ditch with a bright sword, and arranging Jin Yanchen's fake death, she really deserves the words "domineering and arbitrary".

Of course, Rong Yi would not think that Mu Dian would be uneasy to speculate because of his words, and would not peep into the content of the letter. But because the "more suitable" person is Chang Qianfo.

"After this incident, the fourth lady is going to Luoyang?"

Mu Dian put away the letter, straightened out his big sleeves, and looked over the vast rain and landed on a red pavilion. At this time, Chang Qianfo and the old man in gorgeous clothes were sitting in the pavilion.

"yes." She smiled lightly, "The rivers and lakes are adrift, and I have been a guest for a long time." Tired. ”

When she said this, she unexpectedly thought of Downing. In the teahouse called "Tianxiangju" in Gusu, Tang Ning, a genius of the Tang Sect, leaned against the door and asked her tiredly: "...... Has Miss Four ever felt like this? ”

At that moment, she hated Downing a little. It's just because she's tired, but she can't admit it, and she never allows herself to have such thoughts.

Tang Ning saw it, but he wanted to ask her.

At that time and at this time, there was only a few months apart, but it was already a double situation. When I think about it, I can't help but feel that the world is vast and unpredictable.

Rong Yi leaned on the railing, stretched out his hand to take the remnant of the lamp, the wine was cold, and he suddenly felt uninterested.

Although he admired Mu Dianke a lot, the two of them sat together, but they didn't have anything to say. Fengyue can't talk about it, and since the two of them have been fighting in all directions, there have been a lot of entanglements, all of which are life and death, and at this time, Rong Yi is not willing to talk to him.

The host and guest were silent for a moment.

"I won't bother Xiangye." Mu Dianke got up and deliberately leaned towards the railing, so that Chang Qianfo could see it early. No matter what reason he was looking for, or who he came to Rongfu to meet, it was always good to leave abruptly.

The rain is continuous, and it has the meaning of rising without stopping.

The stone road of the ink roadway is paved very smoothly, but because of the rapid rain, it is too late to drain away the dark ditches on both sides, and there are also patches of puddles, beads and jade splashes, and the beach flow surges, so that the long strips of ink slate under the feet are more and more black and bright like a mirror.

Mu Dian can ask the woman to go down the stone steps, her feet are not touching the ground, because of the strong wind, the ankle-length one-foot wide skirt is blowing and blowing, and the rain is poured, dyed into several shades of color.

Mu Dianke sat in the car, stretched out his legs, and looked at the mottled scars on the skirt. Hearing the sound of talking at the door, he poked his head out and saw Chang Qianfo walking over with a wide oilcloth umbrella.

is different from the two of them getting along in private, Chang Qianfo's behavior in front of outsiders has a kind of stability and decency that does not match his age.

It's like at this time, he is holding an umbrella in one hand, and his steps are calm and walking in the pouring rain. The three-foot heaven and earth have a strange kind of tranquility that is not disturbed by external objects.

Mu Dianke's heart was pounding, and he jumped in confusion, but he was like the first time he saw each other. When he came back to his senses, Chang Qianfo had jumped into the car, turned around and collected the oilcloth umbrella, and when he got in, he also hung a line of rain splashing out of the umbrella from the eyebrow bush.

He was also anxious.

"What did Rong Yi say?" He lifted the hem of his wet clothes and asked without waiting to sit down.

Mu Dian is quite funny: he still looks dignified and calm. Raised his sleeves and wiped the rain from his eyebrows, but he didn't hide it, "Say I'm like Liu Qingwu." I also gave a letter about Dou Yan, I haven't read it yet, and I want you to look at it first. ”

"Ill-intentioned." Chang Qianfo "snorted", his expression was quite displeased, "I inquired clearly, the building is called 'Biyu Pavilion', look at the terrain, high and surrounded by willows, it must be a place for Rong Yi to think about people." also deliberately put up a wine case, what kind of heart does Ann have? ”

For Mu Dianke, he is 110,000 at ease. But it's not so comforting for your sweetheart to be coveted by someone else.

"The tea I drink." Mu Dian said with a smile, didn't forget the matter, took the letter from his sleeve and handed it over: "Look at what is written inside." ”

Rong Yi's demeanor when she gave her the letter always made her vaguely uneasy.

The look of anger on Chang Qianfo's face decreased slightly, and he added a grudge: "If he doesn't let you see it, you won't watch it?" ”

Mu Dian was slightly surprised, and then the anger came up.

"If he tells me to show it to someone else, I will pay no attention to him." She patiently explained, "Of course, I believe that Rong Yi will not be boring enough to play with others on such important matters, but also because I believe in you, even what is written in this letter is something that I can't see, or should not read, and you will not maliciously look down, and you will be anxious about what I think and solve my worries, just like myself." ”

Speaking of this, the congestion in his chest calmed down a little, and he glared at him: "Isn't it?" ”

"Of course." Chang Qianfo knew that he was at a loss, so he came to Lou Mu Dianke's shoulder and asked her to pat her away: "You go away!" ”

He would be a fool if he would listen to this.

Chang Qianfo salivated and leaned forward, Mu Dianke turned around and pushed him, and after several parries, Chang Qianfo finally succeeded, nephrite Wen Xiang hugged him in his arms, lowered his head and squeezed his eyes and smiled: "Why don't you beat me twice to dissipate your anger?" ”

Looking at this frivolous Meng Lang's appearance, she was not fooled, but added interest to him.

Mu Dian glanced at Chang Qianfo, couldn't help laughing, and then said: "I told him, what if it is, I'm not Liu Qingwu." Besides, it's not like it, and my vision is not so bad. ”

The corners of Chang Qianfo's mouth curled, and he looked like he was about to go to heaven: "What Madame said is very true." Madame's eye - excellent! ”

Rong Yi proposed to let Chang Qianfo read the letter first, not to make a fuss.

Chang Qianfo had heard of the erosive wind that prevailed among the nobles in Beijing, but he didn't want to go to it.

Dou Yan was a general in the army in his early years, except for good wine, he had no other vices, and he was also an honest and honest official. After the Dou clan lost power, Dou Yan was first deprived of military power, and then awarded a false title, and was repeatedly promoted to the knighthood, and was ridiculed for relying on a woman's skirt to enter the body. And because of Liu Yuan's deliberate uneven rewards and punishments, he was not very harmonious with his brothers in the clan.

In the past few years, Dou Yan has been infected with many vices such as dispersion and manhood, and has even had indecent affairs with his nephew and daughter-in-law, and has had affairs with many servants in the house.

Rong Yi was meticulous in his work, in addition to finding out Dou Yan's style, money, and the people he was dealing with, he also checked Dou Cunmiao.

As seen and heard from the outside, this lord of the Dou family, who had high hopes for him, was silent and diligent, upright, had no bad friends, fox friends, no bad habits, and even ordinary noble sons had no ordinary hobbies such as fighting crickets or raising flowers and walking birds.

This is not a bad thing, but when these messages are mixed with the important secrets written in bold ink at the end, they are shocking.

- Dou Cunmiao is actually the "heavenly eunuch" of the head of the "five non-males"?