At three o'clock, the sky is crab green, and the morning sun casts a few rays of light golden light over the clouds, falling on the high and low gray ridge eaves corners.

The morning breeze in autumn passed through all the roads, carrying the cramped cold, the grass in the courtyard floated with hoarfrost, and the kitchen of Zhao's mansion was like smoke.

The window is ajar, and there is a dark shadow walking back and forth busily. A mist of water rises from the stove, and the aroma of food fills the steamer.

The cook of the Zhao Mansion shook his legs unhappily and watched with his arms folded.

He got up to prepare breakfast according to his usual birthday, and when he opened the curtain, he was startled by Su Ajiao. looked at her delicate and simple appearance, and heard her say that her son arranged to come in. Zhao Mansion's work is not much, and inviting one more person to make it clear that he has an opinion on him.

Thinking about it like this, the cook raised his eyebrows obliquely, hummed in his mouth, and couldn't help but point fingers.

"Hey, I'm going to make soup for Miss at noon in that casserole, and you use something else. Hey, I chopped that bundle of firewood yesterday, you go to the courtyard and cut it again. "Pity the fragrance and cherish the jade? Inexistent. It is to make stumbling blocks, and establish the rule of first come, first come.

Su Ajiao nodded again and again, with a gentle and gentle temper, she was very easy to get along with. She had a place in the Zhao Mansion, and she was grateful in her heart, so she got up this morning and took action.

She understands that if she is looked at differently by the master's family, she will also be jealous in the world.

"Uncle, don't worry, I will do mine, and I won't delay your business." Su Ajiao's eyes were clear, and she smiled apologetically at him.

The cook was obsessed with her for a round, and she called her uncle, knowing that it was respect, but still a little unhappy. I got closer to the pot and looked at it, and said with a sigh: "Since you want to stay in the Zhao Mansion, you can call me Brother Gao in the future." Hey, don't blame me for not reminding you, the second lady likes to eat light, but the son is not taboo. ”

Su Ajiao nodded, and said while kneading her dough: "Thank you, Brother Gao, I don't know the tastes of Zhao Gongzi and Miss Zhao yet, and I will ask you to remind me more in the future." ”

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Zhao Yan woke up from a long sleep, washed his face and changed into an indigo robe with a jacket, stretched his waist and stepped out of the threshold.

He opened a pair of peach blossom eyes, and his eyebrows were like distant mountains with a sparse air. His eyes were scattered to the vast sky, remembering that he had brought Su Ajiao back last night, so he glanced at Chang Huan beside him and asked, "That, is she up?" ”

The question was not clear, but Chang Huan heard who he was talking about. said bluntly: "Is Childe asking Miss Su?" She was the earliest, and this would have already made all the noodles. Everyone in the courtyard is talking to her. ”

Zhao Yanjiu thought to himself, asking her to be a cook, she should have gotten up early.

So, with a happy look, he threw off his sleeves and walked towards the hall with long legs.

When he arrived, he found that Zhao Qingmiao was already sitting at the pear wood round table eating noodles.

Today, she wore a crescent moon brocade skirt, with pink eyebrows and cheeks, picked up a chopstick in her hand and rolled it a few times, blew a few mouthfuls and waited for it to cool before putting it in her mouth. At first taste, the taste is salty and light, the noodles bite the tendons, and the sauerkraut tofu skin is very appetizing.

Zhao Yanjiu looked around and found that there was one person missing, so he asked, "Shen Jiu hasn't gotten up yet?" Could it be that he was seriously injured yesterday? ”

Hearing that he cared about people, Zhao Qingmiao's face was fine, and he chewed slowly before saying, "I'll let him rest well, anyway, I don't have anything to do today." ”

Zhao Yan sighed for a long time, and said with a mysterious smile: "Since there is nothing to do, I will go to the mansion with me to watch the play in a while." ”

Can the government still sing? Zhao Qingmiao looked at him suspiciously, he had already begun to suck and eat noodles.

After eating the noodles and drinking the soup, the brother and sister got up hot, and a little sweat broke out on their foreheads. Then take a sedan chair and walk leisurely to the mansion.

When the Zhao family's sedan chair was about to fall down on the road in front of the platform, they heard footsteps rubbing down the steps.

The master was on standby here, and approached the Zhao family brothers and sisters, and arched his hand and said, "Zhao Gongzi, Miss Zhao, this is just the right time, come with me." ”

Zhao Qingmiao scolded in her heart as she walked: This is the third time she has entered the mansion, and she really has no bottom. I came too many times, so that the government office looked like it was opened by my own family.

Looking at Zhao Yanjiu, he looked fearless.

When passing through the hall gate, Zhao Qingmiao found that the main hall where the case was tried was crowded with many people, shouting and pointing and poking as if they were saying something 'Master Qian'.

Her eyebrows moved, and she looked at Zhao Yanjiu, who was proud of her head in confusion, and faintly felt that it had something to do with him.

The master led them to the lobby cubicle, gave an order to serve tea, and turned away. There is also a small door in the partition room, which is open to the lobby. Although the door was closed, the movement of the trial could be clearly heard.

Zhao Yanjiu didn't seem to be satisfied with listening to the root of the wall, and poked two holes in the Mengzel paper paste with his hands. stepped forward and squinted, still suppressing his excitement, and asked Zhao Qingmiao to do the same.

Obviously, Zhao Qingmiao was not interested in this. She waved her hand and tugged at the corners of her mouth.

It is a miracle to say that this case is today. The old man Qian who came to report the case was the father of the Qian boy who wanted to 'invite' Zhao Qingmiao to come to the door yesterday.

Why? It is said that someone put the news in the east, west, north and south markets early in the morning: the old man of the Qian family wants to do good deeds, and the cotton clothes and quilts in the shop should be sold at a price one or two cheaper than the market price, but the quantity is limited, and the first come, first served.

It is stupid not to take advantage of it. The people who received the news naturally flocked to the Qian family's shop. The man and the shopkeeper first explained aloud to the people, but there was no such thing. But the people who came and couldn't go back empty-handed could not listen to it, and then some people coaxed and planned to buy it.

The shopkeeper was holding on to the door panel, and the guy ran to ask Mr. Qian to come over.

It doesn't help if people come. Ren said that his lips were dry, and he decided that there was a peer who wanted to frame him. But when it came to this stall, how could the people listen to it, and a few noisy and fierce people said that they would go to the yamen to seek justice. Old Man Qian's face turned blue angrily, and finally he came to the yamen with dry eyes and helplessness.

"Smack!" Governor Tong picked up the startling wood and slapped it on the warping case, and the messengers on both sides knocked on the ground with sticks, shouting in unison.

Governor Tong paused for a moment, and his eyes glanced to the side, and Bai Zhou and Ji Yunli, who were supervising the case, were also sitting on one side of the hall.

Bai Zhou rolled his sleeves and said in a flat tone: "This official only listens to the trial, and Lord Tong asks about the case." ”

seemed to have some confidence, and the prefect Tong immediately looked at him, and said sharply: "Who is in the hall?" So what's going on? ”

That old man Qian was still a showman in the past, he cleared his throat self-righteously, and bent over: "If you go back to the prefect, Qian Ji is a good man, someone spread rumors this morning, these people listened to the door to make trouble, and asked the adults to make decisions for me!" ”

Governor Tong glanced at him, only ordered him to stand aside for a while, and asked a few other people. Those people directly knelt on the ground and shouted grievances, complaining about Master Qian's various wrongs.

The human voice almost lifted the tile, and the Tong Governor's Mansion patted the shocked wood again and ordered them to elaborate one by one.

"Master Qian used to hoard goods and not sell them, and his family sold the most expensive in the city!"

"That's it, today I thought he had a conscience and said that it was cheaper than the market price, why did we go and say that there was no such stubble? It's clearly deceiving! ”