Chapter Seventy-Four: Building Momentum
"Auntie!" Sima Ke's eyes were complicated, it was rare for Yang Jing to take the initiative to come to him once, although he had something to ask for, but after all, it was rare, but .......
Jiang Qiubai calmly sat down and poured himself a cup of tea, "What I said to Lord Sima in the front hall just now, please be sure to take it to heart, this matter is not trivial, if it reaches Kyoto, I am afraid that the temporary state pastor will not be able to ask for any good fruit to eat." ”
Sima Ke held back his breath and looked at Jiang Qiubai, whose face changed quickly in front of him.
"Shiro." Sima Ke called out in disbelief.
Jiang Qiubai lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, "What?" Do you have any other questions? ”
Sima Ke shook his head.
It wasn't until Jiang Qiubai was sent away that Sima Ke's face finally returned to normal.
He squeezed a lot of questions in his mind, and simply snatched his robe and went out to ask Yang Jing for an explanation.
Who knew that Yang Jing was not in the store, and a round apple red face was revealed at the back door, resting in the crack of the open door, "My son-in-law is not here." ”
"When will she be back?" Sima Ke asked.
"I don't know."
Sima Ke left in disappointment, and was suddenly bumped into his arms by a girl around the corner, "I'm sorry." As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that the person who crashed into his arms was Chen Yu, the daughter of the former Liuzhou governor.
Chen Yu raised his head with misty eyes, "Ah, Lord Sima, it's a folk girl who is blind, please don't blame me!" She was about to kneel down on the spot, but was grabbed by Sima Ke, "This is not a yamen, so there is no need to perform this big gift." ”
Sima Ke's gaze wandered over Chen Yu, who was dressed plainly, "How is Lord Chen lately?" ”
"My lord laughed, my father committed this great crime, if it weren't for the help of adults to intercede, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to ask for a peaceful birthday now." Chen Yu spoke softly, and he seemed to be like two people who looked like tigers and tigers before.
Sima Ke was very surprised, but he only planned to say a few words of greeting, but who knew that Chen Yu twisted his ankle and couldn't walk.
He helped Chen Yu to the nearest restaurant to rest.
"Otherwise, I'll go find you a doctor?" Sima Ke asked.
Chen Yu hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, I'll just sit here and rest." He said as he glanced around.
After waiting for a while, she saw that there were fewer people around, she got up and approached Sima Ke, "My lord, I heard that a tall man came to Kyoto, and he died inexplicably?" ”
Sima Ke's expression was solemn and he looked at her feet, "You don't have a broken foot?" ”
Chen Yu smiled embarrassedly, pulled out a veil to cover his mouth, and whispered: "My lord, I know who killed him!" ”
As soon as these words came out, Chen Yu was immediately covered by someone's mouth.
Sima Ke glared at her, "Hugh is talking nonsense! ”
Chen Yu couldn't speak, and Sima Ke's palm was like a piece of iron, blocking her two lips tightly, no matter how she pulled it, she couldn't move at all.
"Woooooooooooo Whining! Chen Yu shouted twice.
Sima Ke looked left and right, put one hand around Chen Yu's waist, picked her up like a bundle of firewood and left, Chen Yu was startled, "Woo woo!" ”
Hurriedly went downstairs, Sima Ke beckoned to the carriage walking on the side of the road, "Give you a tael of silver, don't talk, send us to the mansion." ”
The coachman shrank his neck in fright, raised his whip and was about to turn around.
"Lord Sima?" Just as Sima Ke wanted to stuff Chen Yu into the carriage, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.
He turned his head and saw that it was Yang Jing.
His eyes were flustered, "I'll explain to you when I get back." With that, the carriage rolled around.
If she was not mistaken, the person who was covering her mouth in her arms seemed to be Chen Yu.
In the evening, Lan Qiming, who had a busy day, returned.
Yang Jing had just washed off her hot sweat, sat by the brazier and dried her hair, her wet hair was black and bright after being soaked in water, and her little face was white and smart.
Lan Qiming was holding two fat hens in his hands, and when he saw her turn her face, he was stunned.
"......." He thought that Yang Jing's sallow face was malnourished in Liuzhou, so he hurriedly went to the market to buy two hens and wanted to make up for her.
But who knows.......
Looking at Lan Qiming's eyes, Yang Jing also guessed his purpose in buying hens.
"Chunnong, come on, we have something delicious tonight." She got up with a smile, her eyes were bright, and she had a beautiful face.
Lan Qiming was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head very quickly, his expression a little evasive.
Yang Jing changed the topic, "How is the harvest today?" ”
Lan Qiming bowed his head and replied: "I have gained a lot, but the time is still a little rushed, there is only one night left, I hope I can play to the extreme." With that, he glanced up at her very quickly.
Yang Jing smiled, "You don't have to be so restrained, now we are a family." ”
Lan Qiming's shoulders were obviously stiff, "Family ......."
"Yes, the world is big, and the four seas are home."
"The master is right." Lan Qiming raised his head, and a bright light lit up in his eyes, getting brighter and brighter.
Hearing the sound, Chun Nong poked his head out of the stove room, "Lan Gongzi is back?" Then I'll serve the food. ”
"Okay, talk while you eat."
While eating, Yang Jing suddenly remembered something, and her eyes slanted to the side.
I saw that Shen Yao's room was empty, and the door was open.
"Xiao Zhao hasn't come back yet?"
"Nope." Chun Nong said in a hurry, thought about it, and saw that Lan Qiming was also on the table, so he didn't say anything about the sharp weapon found in the quilt.
After the meal, Lan Qiming took the initiative to get up and ask to wash the dishes.
"No, no, no, how can this kind of thing be done by Lan Gongzi." Chun Nong ran into the kitchen, but saw Lan Qiming rolling up his sleeves in an orderly manner, "There is no need to say these words about the gentleman's cooking, I think that it is natural for a man to take care of a woman, let me do my little bit about these little things." ”
Chunnong couldn't grab it, he was defeated, and ran outside the stove room in a daze, "Miss, this Lan Gongzi actually knows how to wash dishes and brush chopsticks?" And the movements are very proficient! ”
"Then you're going to let him wash it?" She asked with a smile.
Chunno nodded, "I can't rob him, and I think he is also honest and sincere." ”
Yang Jing smiled and said nothing.
Chun Nong continued unrelentingly: "In my opinion, this Lan Gongzi is much better than Jiang Shilang of Xiao Zhao, Sima Prefecture and Na Laoshizi. ”
"Don't talk nonsense, pack up and rest, there is still an important thing to do tomorrow."
Haunno pouted, "Got it, Miss." After that, Chun Nong looked at the stove room, and whispered to Yang Jing's ear, "Miss, when I cleaned the room today, guess what I found?" ”
"What?"
"Xiao Zhao's futon is actually hidden.... Woo woo......" Haruno's eyes widened, his face full of puzzlement.
Yang Jing covered her mouth and brought it to the room, "I already know about this, you can clean up the bed and stuff the knife under the mattress, if Xiao Zhao hasn't come back tomorrow, I'm afraid we will have to look for it." ”
"Miss, that Xiao Zhao ......" Chun Nong wanted to speak and stopped, and he didn't know how to say the second half of the sentence.
Yang Jing said: "We and him have long been grasshoppers in the same boat. ”