Chapter 135: A Wall
"The guest officer is angry, angry," the shopkeeper smiled with a smile on his face, "This is indeed our negligence, but we have to pay attention to honesty in doing business, otherwise, we will not shirk our responsibility, the guest officer will return these two rooms, I want to help you find a place to live, as compensation?" So that I don't have to break my trust, and you can have a place to stay. β
"Do you know that doing business requires integrity? I took all the house numbers, and the deposit was given, and you told me that the room was booked out early? Qian Wanjin sneered, "You want to maintain integrity with the guests over there now, but what about me?" Who gives integrity? β
Originally, I was looking for a place for half an afternoon to be impetuous enough, and I finally booked a room, right, and I turned around and said I made a mistake? Ouch, he has such a violent temper, if it weren't for Fu Nannan beside him, he would have beaten him up a long time ago!
"Small business, there is really no way, please bear with me, bear with me." Regardless of the money and money, the shopkeeper always greets him with a smile, which is a headache.
"Forget it, since the shopkeeper said that he can provide us with a place to stay, let's make do with it, Ming'er will go and see which inn has a vacant room." Liu Yusheng played a round game, and it was useless to make trouble, and people made it clear that oil and salt would not enter.
Hearing that Liu Yusheng had the meaning of compromise, the shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you for this girl's understanding, don't worry, I will definitely arrange it for you!" β
For the guarantee of the shopkeeper's chest, Qian Wanjin scoffed.
The room booked out can still be recovered, the integrity is gone, who dares to listen to the guarantee?
Handed over the affairs of the inn to the steward, and the shopkeeper personally led them out of the door, and finally stopped in front of a small courtyard of a private house.
The gray walls and tiles, the vermilion lacquer gate, have a sense of history.
"This is it." The shopkeeper went up to buckle the door, and after three sounds, the door slowly opened, "I brought people over, please arrange a place for them to live, this is not an oolong in the inn, I have no choice but to disturb you." β
The one who opened the door was an old man with gray hair, who waved his hand and smiled when he heard this, "What's the trouble, don't bother, your own house, it's empty anyway, come in." β
beckoned Liu Yusheng, Qian Wanjin and others to enter the door, and immediately a small servant came up and took away the carriage.
Accompanied by the old man, the shopkeeper took the opportunity to leave.
This courtyard looks quite historical from the outside, but the layout inside is very elegant, the garden rockery contrasts with each other, the site is broad, and it is cleaned very clean.
It can be seen that the owner of the house is exquisite.
The old man came to the guest room with a group of four, Qian Wanjin and Rhubarb were arranged in the east chamber, and Liu Yusheng and Wei Hong were in the west chamber.
When the door opens, you can see the layout of the room at a glance.
The dΓ©cor is simple and luxurious, it looks simple and elegant, the beds are all soft and soft, and they are surprisingly clean and tidy.
This environment is much better and cleaner than the inn.
"Each of you has a room, and stay here for the time being. Later, a maid will bring hot water, a few can freshen up, take a break when tired, and let the maid go to the kitchen steward to cook when she is hungry. If there's anything you can do to find me at the porter's office, just call me Fauber. When the old man had finished explaining, he was ready to turn and leave.
Qian Wanjin hurriedly stopped the person, "Fu Bo! How much does it cost to stay here for a night? β
"Just like the inn, give it to me when you leave." Fauber smiled and left.
"I'm not daydreaming, am I?" Qian Wanjin pinched the rhubarb hard, "When I thought I was unlucky, I suddenly smashed down a big pie, that feeling is too unreal." β
Rhubarb was so painful that tears came out, "Master, we also have to give silver when we live here, can you rest assured!" β
Liu Yusheng and Wei Hong glanced at each other, frowning slightly, "Since you have come here, let's stay, I can't find a good place to look outside at this time." It's better to rest for the night. β
Wei Hong's eyes flashed slightly, and he nodded, "Be careful at night." β
It was night, and the people who had been tossing for a long time were so tired that they lay down in bed and fell asleep.
Rao is Liu Yusheng has always warned himself to be vigilant, but he has not been able to resist the invasion of sleepiness.
In another guest room in the west room, a black shadow flashed out of the room, and after checking that there was no abnormality around the room, he was about to sneak into the small courtyard to investigate, and was blocked.
"Wei Hong, don't fight! Own! The masked man, also dressed in black, whispered.
"You?"
The man ripped off his face towel, "I, Wei Bai!" β
Wei Hongden was overjoyed, "So, the master is also here?" "The hidden guard needs to follow the master at all times, Wei Bai is here, then the master must also be there.
"It's safe here, you can stay in peace, don't run around if you have nothing to do." Wei Bai acquiesced, "The master said, you and Wei Lan have done a good job, and you have worked hard." β
"Serving the Lord's son is a humble duty!"
After receiving a compliment from his master, Wei Hong returned to the guest room and almost didn't sleep all night.
In the past nine years, in order not to be caught, she and Wei Lan have not even been able to contact the capital, and they have lived in Cangwu Town and Xinghua Village for nine years as a homeless person.
Although it is not bitter, it is inevitable that after a long time, there will inevitably be a feeling of being abandoned.
The master's hard work not only affirmed their efforts, but also affirmed their position.
They are still royal guards.
In the small building separated from this courtyard by a wall, the young man frowned and asked Wei Zi uneasily, "What's wrong with Uncle Huang, he has locked himself in the room for a long time!" β
"The prince is just trying to restrain his emotions." Wei Zidao.
"Why restrain your emotions? Who made Uncle Huang angry? Anyone dares? β
"The emperor will understand in the future."
The young man pursed the corners of his lips and said coldly, "Is it related to the woman we saw on the street?" β
The door slammed open, "Don't ask more about things you shouldn't ask." β
The Qingjun man stood at the door of the room, his eyes were cold and sharp, and he was completely moist and indifferent.
The young man didn't dare to look at him, he lowered his head, and his eyes covered by long eyelashes were full of grievances.
In the eyes of Uncle Huang, he is just a good-for-nothing kid. I can't get into his eyes, and I can't even ask about his affairs.
Uncle Huang has never opened his heart to him, and has never regarded him as his own.
That's why I will guard against him.
"Wei Zi, take the emperor up and rest." Softened his tone, the man's voice revealed a sense of exhaustion.
My ears finally cleared.
The bright moon hung high in the sky, the stars were shining, and the halo that fell down made the candles dim.
Feng Qingbai walked out of the room, step by step, approaching the wall separating her from him, reaching out and sticking to the wall.
He missed the girl for nine years, and slept soundly outside his wall.
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