The three rode out of the West Gate and traveled five miles to Luoxia Town, where most of the fireworks in the capital came from. found the Yan family, which specializes in fireworks, which is a very large courtyard, and some acquaintances took them in, let them enter the hall to drink tea, and there were family members to report.

Yijian Villa has existed for a hundred years, and the weapons are famous all over the world, and everyone knows it. After a moment, an old man in a gray robe was dressed in the wind, and he walked forward with his fists in an urgent manner, and his voice was loud, "It is an honor for Gongzi Yin to be there in person, and the old man is strict and wide." ”

Nangong Yin immediately bent over and returned the salute, "The owner of the village, you are polite, if you talk about friendship, you deserve to be an uncle, Uncle Yan is polite!" ”

"Haha, then I'm not welcome, I'll accept your uncle, please take a seat, please take a seat!" Yan Kuan smiled. "Who is this?" As he spoke, he looked at Mu Qingyan.

"The eldest lady of Shuiyue Villa, Mu Qingyan!" Nangong Yin looked spoiled.

"Mu Qingyan has seen Lord Yan Zhuang!" Mu Qingyan said lightly, since Brother Yin called him uncle, she was not too cold.

A few people spoke official words and exchanged pleasantries.

"Uncle Yan, Yan'er and I are here just to ask for some special fireworks to be set off during the Chinese New Year and Shangyuan Festival." Nangong Yin is not good at communicating, and he doesn't say much politely, and directly explains his intentions.

"But there are examples?" Yan Kuan knew the characters in the big family, and if there was no major event, he would not come to the door in person. After a little hesitation, he said in embarrassment: "It's too close to the New Year, I'm afraid it's too late!" He stroked his beard with one hand, half-frowned and said, "However, it's no problem to use it on the Shangyuan Festival, take you to the workshop to have a look?" ”

Fireworks manufacturing has been an industry of the Yan family for several lifetimes, and it has always been proud.

Mu Qingyan saw that he took the initiative to take it to the workshop, and his heart was happy. Nangong Yin looked at her face and nodded happily.

The group got up and walked out. As soon as he walked out of the door of the main hall, a small servant ran in with a solemn face, looked up at Nangong Yin and Mu Qingyan, and said something to Yan Kuan's ear sideways.

Yan Kuan's face instantly became solemn, "Please!" The little guy turned around and ran out again.

"There are people from the palace, Yan is very sorry that he can't take the two of them there in person." Yan Kuan said apologetically to Nangong Yin, turned around and instructed the little guy who followed: "Quickly go and call the eldest young master to come, and take the son to the workshop to have a look!" Before the words fell, I saw a group of more than a dozen people outside the gate already entering.

Walking in front of him was the father-in-law of the Inner Palace, very young, with a tall son beside him, wearing a purple embroidered leopard court dress, with a sword on his waist, but there was no expression on his face, and he was very cold.

He was followed by two guards with swords and several members of the Yan Mansion.

"Grandpa Li came in person, but is there something important? Quick, hall please! Yan Kuan stretched out his hand to invite. He looked at the young official again, he didn't know who it was, he hadn't seen it, "Who is this?" ”

"I said, Master Yanzhuang, where are you in such a hurry?" The voice is high-pitched, and it is extremely uncomfortable to listen to.

Mu Qingyan frowned, looked up at Yan Kuan's words, instantly rounded a pair of big eyes, opened his mouth and finally didn't make a sound. Secretly wondered in his heart: Did he ever go to the appointment after three days?

Qin Yan seemed to feel the glimmer of attention, and raised his eyes to look for it, but he didn't find it, and he didn't care much.

"General Qin, what a coincidence!" Nangong Yin clasped his fists and saluted, ignoring the father-in-law.

"Brother Nangong!" Qin Yan also greeted Nangong Yin.

Gonggong Li is the most useful person around the emperor, and at this time, seeing that Nangong Yin ignored him and saluted Qin Yan, he sneered: "Who made our family wait for so long, but it turned out to be Young Master Nangong."

didn't wait for Yan Kuan to answer, Nangong Yin took over the conversation: "Father-in-law Lao has been waiting for a long time, I'll leave, please!" "When the words fell, I went to Lamu Qingyan's hand, and I was about to go out.

Qin Yan watched his movements and guessed that it must be Miss Qingyan of the Mu family, the gentlemanly woman who discouraged everyone. The clothes on her body are extremely valuable, and the jade bead flower on her head is afraid that it is also the household of ordinary people for half a year; Looking at his face again, the red and purple were in a mess, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly, I don't know if it's a pity or helplessness, and he himself doesn't know

Gonggong Li bit his lip in anger, and he didn't dare to be too presumptuous. The saint has always relied on the Nangong family, and he dare not offend Prince Jing, and he can't afford to offend.

Yan Kuan saw that his son had not arrived, and he thought that the little maid would destroy it, and he saw someone coming from a distance.

"I've seen my father, I've seen all the distinguished guests!" Young Master Yan is not tall, slightly fat, and his face is vain.

"Take Young Master Nangong and Miss Mu to the workshop to see, if there are any requirements, let the master listen." Yan Kuan instructed his son carefully.

Young Master Yan nodded, "Young Master Nangong, Miss Mu, please!" ”

"Brother Nangong is also going to the workshop?" Qin Yan asked.

"Yes, Yan'er and I are one step ahead!" Nangong Yin didn't want to stay here longer, he just accompanied Yan'er to make fireworks, not to chat with irrelevant people here.

"Then let's go all the way!" Qin Yan automatically followed behind Nangong Yin and Mu Qingyan and was about to go out.

Yan Kuan saw that Qin Yan and Gonggong Li came all the way, and thought that they had also come by order, so they hurriedly followed and went to the workshop.

Gonggong Li saw the anger on his face, he came here to do things, he had never drunk a sip of water, and he had to go to the workshop if he didn't sit down, that place was very choking.

Qin Yan took two steps and suddenly turned around and said, "If Gonggong Li is not in a hurry, just go in for tea with Master Yan Zhuang, and General Ben is just passing by here." He explained the relationship between the two in one sentence.

Only then did Yan Kuan come to his senses, and hurriedly said: "Since General Qin is here, it is better to serve tea in the inner court!" ”

Qin Yan had a cold temperament and didn't like politeness, shook his head, caught up with Nangong Yin who had not gone far in a few steps, and went to the workshop together.

Yan Kuan had no choice but to invite Gonggong Li into the main hall, let his subordinates serve tea, and accompany him personally.

Young Master Yan led three people through the courtyard, and entered the courtyard at the back of the mansion a quarter of an hour later. At the gate of the courtyard, there were four family members wearing black military uniforms, obviously with some skills. There is a line of big characters on the lintel of the courtyard door, which reads: 'Fireworks are heavy, and idle people are not allowed to approach'.

The four men entered the main room. The room was large, with high beams and very empty. There was a row of stone platforms in the middle, and several people were gathered around to discuss.

"Master, my father asked me to bring a few distinguished guests to see the fireworks." Young Master Yan was respectful.

Nangong Yin asked Mu Qingyan beside him with a sideways face: "Yan'er, what kind of fireworks do you want, you might as well explain it to the master." ”

Mu Qingyan whispered to Nangong Yin, and Young Master Yan accompanied Qin Yan to inquire about saltpeter.

When Qin Yan came back, he saw Nangong Yin writing, and Mu Qingyan was talking to the master with a question. With that down-and-out and generous bearing, that look full of eyes and not arrogant, and her face with thick makeup, he suddenly felt that the person in front of him seemed to have seen it somewhere.

Approaching, standing behind Nangong Yin, looking at what he had drawn on paper. It was a fireworks that looked like a brilliant meteor in the sky, and it was gorgeous.

Nangong Yin is a persistent person, but he will put all his mind into everything he does, and he doesn't know that Qin Yan is standing by his side.

In the smell of gunpowder smoke in the room, there was a trace of a thin fragrance that invaded Qin Yan's snort, as if it were nothing; I don't know what kind of fragrance it is, but it is faint but follows it like a shadow, and it cannot be ignored.

Thinking that it was a woman's incense, Qin Yan thought.

He has been studying art in Yanshan Snow Valley since he was a child, and has never come into contact with young women. After returning to Beijing, there were often invitations and banquets from various prefectures, and there were always a few times that could not be shirked. Women are dressed in gorgeous clothes, and a wisp of fragrance is often encountered, but it is not as comfortable and natural as this fragrance. He suddenly realized that he was ridiculous, that all the indifference he thought was gone, and that he just wanted to be closer to the woman who had the scent.

He couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at the handsome woman again, looking at her contemplative demeanor, looking at the way she spoke, he suddenly wanted to do one thing: he really wanted to wash off her heavy makeup and see her true face.

The hand in his sleeve clenched his fist tightly, and he was really afraid that he would take action.

Mu Qingyan felt his gaze, raised his eyes and just met them, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Qin Yan was caught by her eyes, and she was slightly stunned. Those big eyes, clear and clean, did not match the makeup on her face at all.

Mu Qingyan looked at him as if there was a broken jade flowing in his eyes, shining, and couldn't help but squint, and it took a long time to remove his eyes.

The two of them consciously turned their eyes away, and Mu Qingyan was still thinking about things. Qin Yan's ears burned a little, he turned around and walked out of the courtyard and left on his own.

Mu Qingyan and Nangong Yin stayed in the Yan family fireworks until the sun set in the west, brought some of the fireworks they made home, and made an appointment with Nangong Yin to set off them on Chinese New Year's Eve.

Nangong Yin watched her enter the Water Moon Villa before riding back to Yijian Villa.

Mu Qingyan returned to his yard, and Amber had already taken a few people into the room and set up dinner. Waiting for her to clean her hands, she used chopsticks to distribute vegetables for her.

In the end, it was the cause of blood loss, and I was extremely tired at the end of the day. After eating, I asked for water to take a bath, washed away the smell of gunsmoke, and went to bed early. She had never wanted people to keep vigils, and she was not used to sleeping in the same room. Occasionally when she was sick, the maids refused to leave outside, so she endured it.

After three watches in the night, she was suddenly awakened by the soft sound of a few strange falling snow, squinting dangerously, still nesting in bed without moving. There is a Qiankun array laid by Brother Han in the mansion, and there is also a reverse thunder array set up by herself in the courtyard of Lanyan Pavilion, and the people in this world who can break her formation without being injured are afraid that even my brother can't.

Unless......

A figure turned up from the window, his fingers slightly flexed, and two long notes followed by a short note sounded softly.

"Thirty-nine? In! Mu Qingyan got out of bed with her clothes on, put on the soft shoes in the inner room, walked to the table by herself, poured half a cup of water warm in the warm cage, and drank it.

Gently pushed the door open, and a neat figure flashed in, tall and thin, covered with frost and dust.

"Young master, I'm back!" Sanjiu knelt on one knee.

"Get up, are things going well?" Mu Qingyan disappeared from the lively appearance in front of the people, his eyes were like falcons, and his voice was like the beginning of ice and snow, as if he had the majesty of the lord of a pavilion.

"Back to the young master, according to the plan of the young master, half a point is not bad." Sanjiu got up, his eyes full of convincing.

"It's hard work, go back and have a good rest, everything will be clear after the New Year!" Mu Qingyan held her head high, as if she was thinking about something.

"The 19th has returned today, the 29th is already ten miles east of the city, and will enter the city tomorrow, does the young master have any orders?" Sanjiu doesn't want to run here all the time, this courtyard is nine deaths, and half a wrong step is a small life! At this time, with the order of the young master, it is best for everyone to be safe.

"You still go back to the mansion in the west of the city, and immediately recruit Wujiu into Linchuan City after the New Year, and secretly follow Elder Lin, and you can't miss a single piece of information." Mu Qingyan guessed about his assassination last time, but there was no final answer, I am afraid that the number of days of this beggar gang has changed, and it is time to dig some pits to prepare.

"Yes, young master, you can rest, and your subordinates will retire!" Sanjiu bent down again, turned around and left.

"Sanjiu!" Mu Qingyan shouted to him who wanted to come out of the curtain.

Sanjiu turned around.

"Tomorrow night, the mansion in the west of the city will meet and inform Qingjin and the sealing sacrifice." Mu Qingyan has some things to order, and he has made an appointment with a group of people to wait, so as to save more trouble.

Sanjiu, as when he came, quietly left Shuiyue Villa.

Zhiwuyuan was close to the east wall of Lanyan Pavilion, and a figure stood in the dark wearing only a single coat. Seeing that the man's familiar coming and going did not stop, he turned around and went to the window to report back, and entered his own room next to him.

After Sanjiu left, Mu Qingyan nested back on the bed, closing his eyes and thinking about some things. After the eastern sky turned white, she leaned on the pillow and fell asleep again.

Linglong is always a noisy little thing, and she crosses her waist early in the morning and talks with the mother-in-law in the yard.

Pearl couldn't stop it, so she went to move Amber, "Linglong, you woke up Miss carefully, she picked your skin!" Amber was furious. The young lady has always slept lightly, and this will be troubled about a long time ago. After the murder was over Linglong, he stopped stopping her, and flicked his sleeves to Mu Qingyan's room.

Linglong stuck out her tongue, took a few steps and picked the curtain to let Amber enter the painting hall, and followed her inside.