"If it were this firewood, the roof would be burned down, and there would be no need for such a strong fire." Mu Xing is a genius given to the third master by his uncle, and it can be seen that Xiao Nuan likes Mu Xing's talent very much, and the third master is not willing to give it to her, let alone Zuo Xiang.

Zuo Xiang shook his head exaggeratedly and sighed, in front of the third master, he was more and more relaxed as usual, "It's a pity that this kind of firewood is not placed in Dali Temple or the Criminal Department." ”

"When the opportunity is right, there will always be a time when he has a fever." Mu Xing likes to try cases, and the third master didn't want to bury him, but recent years have not been the right time.

Zuo Xiangjian couldn't ask for any valuable news, so he talked to the third master, "Miss Xiao Nuan has been gone for a while, and when she left, she said that she was going to inspect the shop, and now she should have returned to her hometown after the inspection, right?" ”

The third master shook his head, "She just sent a letter, and she is still in Yangzhou." ”

It seems that Mu Xing is following Xiao Nuan to do things, Li Xiran smiled nostalgically, "Yangzhou is prosperous, Xi Ran went once when he was young, and I still remember that when I boarded the boat on the bank of Yangliu, there was a singer on the side of the road singing Guangling song, and over the years, Xi Ran has never heard such a heavenly song......"

When the two of them returned to Tianzhang Pavilion with steamed buns, Zhuang Likun and Lu Zhengqi went to the second floor to eat steamed buns. Seeing that the right minister didn't have his share, he said to the third master with a displeased face, "The prince is like this, but the lower officials are puzzled." ”

The tone in which Cheng Wujie and King Sheng spoke was quite interesting to Li Xiran, and he was looking forward to the next confrontation between the two.

The third master was still covered with frost, and after sitting in his seat, he spoke coldly, "This king is holding a banquet in the Star Garden tonight, I wonder if Cheng Xiang is free?" ”

The right minister's brow furrowed slightly, while the left minister smiled slowly. King Sheng is still the same King Sheng, he never drags mud and water, this is to have a showdown with Cheng Wujie, and he is looking forward to it even more.

This night, the third master and Cheng Wujie went to the Star Garden for a banquet, and they didn't leave until the time was up. The news sent back by the person sent by Zuo Xiang to keep an eye on him was: King Sheng still had an ice face when he came out, and Cheng Wujie was still angry.

While writing, the left minister pondered the victory or defeat of these two people. On the second day, in the Tianzhang Pavilion, Zuo Xiang carefully observed Cheng Wujie for a while, and found that he looked at King Sheng with a little more vigilance. Zuo Xiang, who had been fighting with Cheng Wujie for more than ten years, immediately understood that at the Hongmen banquet last night, King Sheng won.

Chai Yansheng really wanted to go to the dungeon of Dali Temple to try Zheng Duchu for trial, so as to find out what handle Chai Yansheng held Cheng Wujie, and he could use it. However, presumably he didn't get any valuable news from Zheng Duchu.

At night, the third master took out the marriage document between his mother and Yang Runqing that he exchanged from Cheng Wujie with Zheng Duchu's confession, and looked at it carefully. Although this document does not have the seal of Pingxi Yamen, if it is submitted, it is enough to kill the mother concubine!

If it weren't for Cheng Wujie and Zheng Junfeng's smuggling of illicit salt, it would have been enough to kill Cheng Wujie, and Cheng Wujie would not have exchanged it with the third master. But there should be two copies of such an instrument, one for each man, and this is only one of them, so where is the other one? The third master asked his mother, but the concubine said that she was in a mess at that time to frame her brother for her brother, and she didn't care about the whereabouts of the marriage book, so she must have been burned.

The third master didn't dare to be careless, so he wrote a letter again, intending to ask his uncle. When Yang Runqing's name was written, the third master looked at the word "Qing" that had just fallen on the paper, and suddenly had a guess in his heart.

Yang Runqing, Qing, Qingxin?

On the second day, when Tianzhang Pavilion was not busy, the third master went to Cining Palace to accompany the Queen Mother for a while, and then went to Chonghua Palace to ask for peace to the concubine. Entering Chonghua Palace, Zheng Meiren saw him, which was very different from the previous times, but she just nodded slightly and then looked away to continue to enjoy the snow, her hand inadvertently supported her lower abdomen, and she didn't say hello to the third master. Emperor Jianlong summoned Zheng Meiren to sleep for several days in a row, and she should have realized that her identity was different. The third master didn't bother to pay attention to this brainless one, and went straight to the main hall.

Unlike in the past, the concubine had a smile on her face, "Xiaocao sent a letter, you see." ”

The third master took the letter, his brows stretched, "Xiaocao's words are getting better and better, and she already has a bit of the charm of a mother." ”

"This child is so clever that she has learned forty percent of my words by copying the book I wrote to her." Hua Concubine never hesitated to praise Xiaocao.

The third master nodded and read the letter, and the first page talked about how she and her mother went back to miss the Hua concubine Niangniang in Beijing, and also said that her sister was not at home, and she needed to do it with her mother and her mother in the family.

From the beginning of the second page, Xiaocao's latest painting is displayed. In the center of the first painting is a small monk standing at the door of the mountain chief tea house, holding a bundle of firewood. The little monk wore a hat on his head, smiling extremely happily, the half-open door behind him showed the silhouette of half of the tea servant, the right wall was pasted with the account of how much money he earned from selling books, and on the left wall was leaning on a fat man with his hands in his sleeves, this fat man was talking to Xiaocao about something interesting, showing his teeth.

In Xiaocao's painting, the hat on the little monk's head, the mud on his face and Han Er's fat teeth are highlighted, which are vivid and interesting.

It is no wonder that Emperor Jianlong would always have a stack of grass paintings in Yishou Palace, and when he was upset and depressed, he would take them out and laugh for a while. The third master felt that Emperor Jianlong's health was so fast, in addition to prescribing the right medicine, it may be related to the fact that he looked at Xiaocao's paintings every day and was in a good mood.

"This is the mountain chief tea house built by the people of An and people in Qinjia Village, Mr. Yunqing lives here, and scholars from all over the world gather here. The person next to him is Han Erfat, a villager from Qinjia Village, who is quite chivalrous. This wall is pasted with the money earned by Chen Zumo's books, and after paying off his debts to Qin Rizhan, they were all rushed to the books of the fifth watch study...... "The third master patiently told his mother about the people and things in the painting.

Hua Concubine pointed to Han Er's fat teeth and said with a smile, "I heard Xiaocao mention this second fat uncle, his teeth are excellent, and no matter how hard the walnut is, he can bite it open." ”

No wonder Xiaocao deliberately emphasized Han Er's fat teeth, the third master looked at it carefully, and also smiled, "Mother concubine, his front teeth are missing a small piece, maybe it was knocked off by biting walnuts." ”

Hua Yu couldn't help laughing, and the corners of Qingxin's mouth couldn't help but pick up. Hua Concubine leaned over and looked at it, and couldn't laugh, "It should be so." Also, the hat on the little monk's head should be made by Qin'an people. I don't know if the mud on his face was caused by playing with the grass. ”

"Such a hat, Erchen remembers that Xiao Nuan also has one."

"Then maybe ......" Hua Concubine smiled beautifully.

"This is Xiao Nuan's top!" Mother and son said at the same time, and then laughed again.

Such a harmonious scene with the mother concubine will only exist when he receives Xiaocao's letter, the third master likes this very much, "When Xiao Nuan grew up, the hat could no longer be worn, so An Ren gave this hat to Yuantong." An Ren must have thought that he had no hair on his head, and it would be very cold if the north wind blew in the mountains. ”

It makes sense, Concubine Hua laughed again, it was the first time she had seen a monk wearing a hat, "Qin An's heart is kind, it should be like this." ”

After reading the remaining large stack of paintings, Hua Concubine, who was smiling and her cheeks were sour, ordered Hua Yu to serve tea, Qingxin also retreated to the outer hall with the eyesight, and the third master asked about business, "Qingxin's name, did you give him it?" ”