%d7%cf%d3%c4%b8%f3 Jian Yue saw his sleeves and was silent in thought. Frow and think for a moment. Suddenly, he said: "Last time the paper kite festival. Lord Pall entered the palace to greet the ancestor. Only the young prince of Qianxiang came with him. But I didn't see the lord of Zhaoyu. In the past, there were such lively things in the palace. The Lord of Zhaoyu County is going to come with the lord."

Jing Jian Yue mentioned this. Only then did he suddenly remember. Anxiously asked, "Fu Quanke is back."

Jian Yue shook her head and said displeasedly: "I originally wanted him to protect the girl to go to the Great Xiangguo Temple today. But he reasoned that there was something. He also said that he had already taken leave from the girl before. Went out early in the morning. He hasn't come back yet. I don't know what to do."

Arms sleeve heard. Sit up from the couch. I looked out the window and saw that the sun was getting wester. Turning back to Jian Yue, he said, "You go outside and wait. If you see the blessings come back. Tell him to come to me at once."

Hearing this, Jian Yue retreated.

I sat in the room with my sleeves in my arms and had nothing to do. Smoked the book from the shelf only. But after only turning a few pages, I felt bored. Fidgeting. When I looked sideways, I inadvertently saw the piano stand placed next to it.

He got up and paced to the piano stand. Pick up the old harp. Unexpectedly, the situation when I met Rong Ruo for the first time in the house. That day. She was torn apart by her daughter. Meet Rong Ruo Buckle hairpin......

Fingers lightly hook the strings. The old piano is like the old love. When it is stroked again, the sound of the piano seems to be even. I can't talk too much......

A song is not over. The door suddenly opened from the outside. "Bang." Pick the strings off with a bang. Raise your eyes. The one who sees the one who comes in is the blessed one.

Fuquan knelt in the middle of the ground when he entered the door. A head on the ground. He said in a muffled voice: "The errand given by the girl is all smashed."

I don't understand. Got up and walked closer and asked, "What's wrong?" Stand up and speak."

I heard Huai Sleeve say this. Fu Quan slowly raised his face. There were two packets of tears in his eyes.

"What the hell is going on?" Seeing this, I saw this with my sleeves. The worries are even greater.

Fuquan stood up and closed the door. Look back at your sleeve. Biting her lip for a while, she sighed, "I advise the girl not to go to that place. You don't even know about it."

Wai Sleeve heard this. I thought about it for a moment. He asked slowly, "You found the Mao'er Hutong on the east sandwich road of Baita Temple, which was written on the note."

Fu Quan lowered his face and nodded.

"What do you see?" Wai Sleeve continued to ask.

Fu Quan was silent for a moment. He frowned and said, "The minion did see something. But the minions felt the ...... The girl should not know."

Huai Sleeve smiled lightly when he heard this: "Why is this. You said don't let me know. I'm getting more and more curious."

Fu Quan didn't know how to explain it for a while. He stomped his foot and sighed, "Hey. The girl should have no such thing."

Arms look at Fuquan's expression. It's not like it's what it is. I thought about it for a moment. Said in a shallow voice: "Fuquan. Tomorrow it's just you and me. Early in the morning, I rode out through the back door of the garden. Tonight you only whisper with the moon. Remember. Let no one in this house know."

Fu Quan was puzzled and asked, "Why does the girl have to go to that place?"

The sleeves and eyebrows are light. Raise your eyes with tranquil water. Whispered, "I know. Somebody in that place must want to see me."

Fu Quan heard Huai Sleeve say this. At first, his mouth opened slightly in shock. Then sighed helplessly: "The girl is a seven-trick exquisite heart. I can't hide anything from you. Alas. Since you want to go. Fuquan is with you."

Huai Sleeve waved his hand slightly. Fu Quan quietly retreated. Slowly stand up. Walk to the piano stand. Two fingers gently twist the broken string. She realized that it was the one that had been repaired by Rong Ruo in the past.

"Wax and other idle tears. Wu silkworm to linger. How much hate can green temples provide. Unwilling to be ruthless than breaking the strings......" muttered in his sleeve. A bad premonition suddenly arose in my chest.

Jian Yue waited for her sleeves to rest early. Lying on the bed tossing and turning. Almost sleepless. It took less than half a moment to squint at dawn. I can hear the sound of drums outside. He got up and changed into the long shirt he used to travel in. When I went downstairs, I saw that Fuquan had prepared two horses and was waiting at the round gate.

The master and servant rode out of the house through the back corner door. Go straight to the White Pagoda Temple in the west of the city.

The street market is sparsely populated in the early morning. When the two rode their horses to the front of the White Pagoda Temple. It only took more than half an hour. Run to the temple gate. Hold the reins of the horse with your sleeves. He turned around and asked Fuquandao, "How do you get to that place?"

Fuquan glanced at the light of the day. Persuaded: "Childe is afraid that it will be inconvenient to go this morning. Even if it's a relative. You also need to wait for half a morning is not. Let's find a restaurant and have breakfast first, and then it's not too late. Anyway, I can't run from there."

It is reasonable to listen to what Fuquan said. So he found a spacious roasted wheat restaurant. Ordered a few snacks.

While eating. Fuquan pointed to the lively places around here and told Huai Sleeve one by one.

I saw that there were more and more pedestrians on the street. The doors of the street pavements have been removed and opened. Even small traders carry picks and sell along the streets. Fuquan still said that the mouth of the earth is like a hanging river. Foaming at the mouth.

Sleeve fingers tapping on the table. The blessing of squinting and dancing. Take advantage of his tea drinking. Said with a light smile: "Fuquan. Are you going to eat this breakfast from the sunset to the sunset?"

Fuquan laughed and said, "It's easy for Childe to come out. Fuquan just wants Childe to see more new things."

Huai Sleeve Xingmu said slightly: "Look at what. Your little bit of caution still wants to fool your master and me. Let's go."

After speaking. Knocked Fuquan on the head with a fan bone. Step out of the roasted wheat restaurant. When he got on his horse, he threw a silver bean to the shop at the door. Said loudly: "The rest of the silver is rewarded. No need to look for it."

Watch the horses disappear around the corner. The shopkeeper shook his head and sighed: "What a handsome little boy. The dough is more delicate than a girl's."

Fuquan knew at this time that he couldn't delay it any longer. I had to ride a horse to lead the way. Two horses cross a wide street through a narrow alley. Not too much. Stopped in front of a ** courtyard gate.

Hold the reins of the horse with your sleeves. Riding horses stands in front of the street gate. Raise your eyes and look at the house in front of you. He turned around and asked Fu Quandao: "That's what the note says."

Fuquan nodded. The two rolled over and dismounted. Fu Quan tied the two horses to a stone pillar next to him. Go up the steps and tap the knocker. Sleeves took the opportunity to look at the house in front of them.

The double-opened lacquered wood street door is half-new. Three blue brick steps in front of the door. The top is covered with a hanging flower hook eaves. On either side of the stairs squatted two small and delicate squatting beasts. There is a dismounted stone next to it.

Just looking at this façade is not magnificent. At most, it's only enough for a medium family. But such a person. She didn't recognize her in Kyonai. Who will live in it?

Just when I was thinking about it in my heart. There was a sound of rustling footsteps inside the door. The door plug is pulled open. Half of the door was opened from the inside. Out of the door came a middle-aged woman dressed in a half-worn shirt.

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