Feng Ling thought for a moment, "Everything is fine!" I'm afraid that Qingyanzhai will be targeted! ”

He Lingxiao's pupils shrank, he lowered his head and pondered, and was silent for a long time. Burn? Wen Xiao? say

Feng Ling said again: "Do you want to do it humbly?" ”

He Lingxiao frowned and pondered again, "No need! Ren Su doesn't matter anymore! ”

"Yes!"

He Lingxiao asked again, "What else?" ”

Feng Ling announced, "Qingyanzhai has received Ge Song's painting "Stone Under the Moon". Qingyanzhai is now unsafe, and there are some hidden worries about lowly duties. ”

He Lingxiao waved his hand, "Our contact with him is a one-line contact, and there will be no trouble for us."

In addition, the sale of this painting is also the Cuifang Building, even if there is any doubt, it will lead to Wang Minglang, the owner of the Cuifang Building! ”

Feng Ling calmly complimented, "My lord, I am far-sighted!" ”

"What's the surprise? Let's talk about it together! ”

Feng Ling slowed down, "Xia Sihai has been exposed!" ”

(Xia Sihai, that is, the fourth master of Xia that Fu Chun is looking for.) ）

He Lingxiao stood up and paced back and forth, "Why are you so careless!" ”

Feng Ling knelt on one knee, "Dereliction of duty!" ”

"Get up, I don't blame you. Xia Sihai knows too much, let's do it! ”

Feng Ling didn't get up, and continued to talk about the actual situation, "He can't die now, the accounts are all in his hands, and he has already investigated the humble position before seeing the adult." This is not important, the important thing is that the military grain and grass purchased are all through his hands, and it will take at least 20 days for the grain and grass to be turned over to thousands of miles. ”

...

"Fengling, since it has been exposed, it is better to stay in Yanjun!"

"My lord's kindness, I am grateful for my spirit, but the people of King Rui are still in Yanjun, I don't worry."

He Lingxiao turned his head, "I'm not afraid of falling into Qiu Zhen's hands when I go back!" ”

"So what's the fear?

Rest assured, my lord, I won't be meeting your adults again, and they won't be here!

What the spirit wants to do must be done! ”

He Lingxiao took a deep look at Feng Ling, and his eyes showed approval, "The fruit is a withered descendant!" If anything, feel free to write to us! ”

"Yes!"

...

After Feng Ling left, He Lingxiao summoned a middle-aged man, "Find someone to keep an eye on Xia Sihai!" If there's any accident..."

This middle-aged man is He Lingxiao's right-hand man, Song Chai Song, housekeeper, "Yes!" ”

...

After Song Chai withdrew, the study returned to calm, He Lingxiao walked out of the study, looked up at the moonlight, and muttered, "Your Highness, the real dragon is lurking, and the deep pool is lying in the cave... This batch of food is very important, and we can't make mistakes again, I'm afraid that this time I will really have a long night and a lot of dreams... Even so, the old minister will save his strength! ”

...

Yang Xinjiang Mansion

It's been a few days since I came back, and Siming sent it to the academy...

Inside the house, Yang Sirong wiped her father's face and arms.

Yang Xinjiang glared at Yang Sirong fiercely, whining in his mouth, shaking his head to resist something.

Yang Sirong didn't seem to hear it.

...

For lunch, Yang Sirong served Yang Xinjiang with the food.

Yang Xinjiang twisted his face to confront Yang Sirong.

Yang Sirong put the food on the table, knelt down on his knees in front of his bed, and put her hand on his arm, "Father, just take it as Rong'er's unfilial piety!"

There are some things that we can't do, and we can't do it alone.

Rong'er won't listen to her father this time.

I also want to persuade my father not to think about these things again in the future, which only adds to his sorrow.

That's right, I've always been proud of you...

Now look at what our family has become!

Siming was afraid when he saw the living... Compared to his peers, he lacks a lot of mental health.

Does Dad remember? What a clever child Amin is, at a young age, he can carve puppets. ”

Speaking of puppets, Yang Sirong's eyes flickered a little,

lowered his head and stopped continuing the topic, "Didn't my father often praise Ah Ming's studies in the past?"

... Amin was ruined like this.

Look at me again, does my father know what is going on in the cave? ”

Yang Xinjiang looked up at the woman, his eyes were slightly red, and he whimpered.

Seeing the indebtedness to his children, he opened his mouth, nodded, and motioned for Rong'er to eat.

Yang Sirong smiled with tears in her eyes, picked up the food on the table, and fed Yang Xinjiang spoonful by spoonful, "Father eats well, our family of three is safe and healthy, which is Rong's blessing!" ”

...

As he was talking, a loud voice came from outside the hospital.

Yang Sirong glanced out through the door of the house, put away the dishes and chopsticks, the annoying one came again, and every time he left, his father's mood would fluctuate.

The person who came was Qiu Zhen, and when she saw Yang Sirong who had retired, she smiled, "Hello niece!" Is Lao Yang eating well today? ”

Glancing at Qiu Zhen lightly, Yang Sirong blessed her body, "General Lao came to visit my father." Without answering Qiu Zhenzhi's question, he walked out...

Qiu Zhen patted Yang Xinjiang's hand and talked to him about the official affairs of the county... And some jokes that can be said...

After Qiu Zhen left, it was dark, and a hail fell in Yanjun, and the temperature plummeted.

The weather that had just warmed up was attacked so suddenly, Yang Xinjiang didn't carry it, and he launched a high fever in the middle of the night, babbling in his mouth, cold and hot at first, and big beads of sweat on his forehead...

I invited a few doctors overnight, and I was very troubled by my father's condition...

Yang Xinjiang had convulsions, foaming at the mouth and his teeth clenched.

...

Yang Siming was so timid that he even dodged the doctor's eyes, and only knelt in front of his father's bed without saying a word.

Yang Sirong was anxious, her eyes were full of worry, and she stayed awake all night, asking the doctors what to do.

...

In the blockage of the heat does not disperse, the external wind is cold, the evil fire and evil wind attack its meridians, and the meridians are blocked, resulting in this...

The doctors shook their heads.

Yang Sirong's eyes darkened and she fell into the chair behind her.

A doctor hurriedly gave her a few injections, "Miss Yang, please take care of your body, if you fall down again, the Yang Mansion will not even have an idea, and Lord Yang will still rely on you!" ”

Yang Sirong propped up her forehead, her other hand clasped her hand tightly, her fingernails were embedded in the wood, she nodded heavily, her eyes were firm again, "You just need to treat, I'll be fine!" ”

At this time, Yang Sirong thought of Qiu Zhen, who often came to visit the house.

Qiu Bang, the county is comforted, Yulu is 2,000 stones, and there must be a good doctor in Qiu Mansion.

Braving the rain to call for help in Qiu Mansion.

...

After Qiu Zhen got the news, he was also anxious, and His Royal Highness often greeted Yang Xinjiang in letters, and said that Lao Yang caused this because of official business.

appeased Yang Sirong first.

Yang Sirong smiled faintly, "The general doesn't need to take care of me, I also stood up from the pile of dead people, I didn't die in Xinxing County, and there will be nothing in the future!" Save my father! ”

Qiu Zhen glanced at Yang Sirong deeply, "Good boy! ”

...

Qiu Zhen hurried to the Yang Mansion with the doctor in his house.

frowned again, Lao Yang is seriously ill, if the doctor in the house still can't do it, then what should I do? In an emergency, he couldn't delay time, and he hurriedly instructed the little servant to invite Li Nan, the imperial doctor who came with King Rui.

...

According to Fu Chun's spies, Shao Han was recuperating in Shouchun, and Qiu Zhen's letter also repeatedly mentioned Shouchun.

...

Shouchun Yunhai Inn

It was the 21st of February in the middle of spring.

Fu Chun thought, since the important people haunted Shouchun, it was better to investigate behind the incognito before making a decision.

When Wen Qi was walking towards the Yunhai Inn, a girl came to her, and she could be seen through her veil that she was a beautiful woman.

Willow eyebrows, a pair of big eyes, these alone are not enough,

Yan is not only fair in the woman's complexion, but also smooth as an egg, and it can be broken by blowing.

The figure is a woman among women, concave and convex.

Of course, the woman didn't care about Wen Qi's first-class, she should have been bathed in such a vision and didn't care.

Wen Qi couldn't help but look at it twice, shook her head and sighed~

Fu Chun's face darkened, reminding her, "Don't look at it, it's all flowing down, pay attention to your identity", and after a long time with Wen Qi, Fu Chun will also say a few ridiculous words.

The woman on the opposite side had already lifted the lotus step lightly, followed by her maid servant, and Fu Chunyi flowed into the Yunhai Inn as if no one was around.

Wen Qi's nose moved, "It's so fragrant!" ”

praised again, "This woman is not ordinary!" Like me... "The man wanted to say the woman, looked down at his men's clothes, and changed his words.

Wen Qi continued, "The spices commonly used by the women of the official family in the capital are just a taste, and the smell wafting from her body is actually there."

Sniffed again, "Three flavors."

Roses are the mainstay, and the first feeling is the fragrance.

The middle note is grassy, refreshing and youthful.

The base note is Angelica Angelica, which is low-key and subtle. ”

couldn't help shaking his head and shaking his head, cranking the folding fan in his hand, "Jiangnan Shuixiu, the people raised are really wonderful", and sighed again.

Fu Chun continued, "What are you sighing, you don't look worse than her." ”

Wen Qi shook his head, "No, no, no, the fifth uncle will never understand me." ”

The corners of Fu Chun's lips hooked slightly, glanced at her, and rubbed her hair again, "Yes, I don't understand you!" Don't you just think..., Ye Ke has really become a real broken sleeve! Don't you think! ”

Wen Qi's face was slightly red.

...

The three hundred guards were all downstairs dining, and Wen Qi and Fu Chun walked with the little maid to the private room on the second floor.

Stepping on the stairs, Wen Qi's eyes followed the figure of the woman upstairs, and what caught her eye was that the woman was about to enter the Xuanzi room on the second floor.

Wen Qi couldn't help but be stunned, shook his head greatly, and a flower was inserted in the cow dung. Because she saw a man standing in front of the door of the Xuanzi room on the second floor, who was wiping his nose.

When the man saw the woman coming up, he hurriedly put his hands on his side, and his small eyes began to blur, with a greasy face, thick lips, and a short and thick body, no matter how you look at it, the age is also thirty years old...

Wen Qi slapped Fu Chun's shoulder and motioned for him to have some fun too, but Fu Chun was not interested, and he didn't look at it.

The man was low-key and alert, and in a few breaths, he had already disappeared into the Xuanzi room.

If Fu Chun also looked at the past like Wen Qi, he would know that this man was none other than Xia Sihai, the fourth master Xia he was looking for.

...

Originally, Wen Qi and Fu Chun asked for the Chen number room downstairs, Wen Qi rolled his eyes, patted the little girl, and glanced at the Xuan number room with small eyes, "I want the yellow number room next to me or the next to the Xuan number room!" ”

"Little boy, that's not good, that needs to be pre-booked, and the price will be doubled."

Wen Qi shook Fu Chun's sleeves.

Fu Chun sighed helplessly and threw the silver to Xiao Er.

Wen Qi raised his face and snorted, "This is what this son lacks the most!" ”

...

In the yellow room, Wen Qi and Fu Chun are dining.

Wen Qi rolled his eyes, looked at the fifth uncle with a smile, picked a peanut bean on the plate and threw it upward, opened his mouth to swallow the peanut.

Fu Chun gave her a small bowl of fresh mushroom soup and put it in front of her table, "This taste is okay!" ”

Wen Qi pointed to the plate of stewed pork intestines farthest away from her, "Why did you order this?" ”

In fact, Fu Chun doesn't like this taste either, "It's the same as the guards' dishes!" They love it. ”

Then she picked up the plate of braised pork intestines on the table with a look of great interest and walked out.

"Where are you going?" , Fu Chun frowned.

Flipped the plate in his hand, "Can't waste it!" ”

"So what?"

Wen Qi pointed to the next room, "My son wants to save the beauty!" ”