Back to the city, as usual, encountered interrogation.

Zhang Yuan and Qingtong were completely unconscious, hanging on horses and donkeys like noodles. The little guy explained for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said Xu Yuan's name before being released.

Yun Gongzi held a dry grass in his mouth and said vaguely: "I can't see that your master has a lot of connections." ”

The little guy smacked him, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of anger. If it weren't for the fact that this young man had intervened, he would have unknowingly got the secret question in his hands, and now the two people are in a daze and go back to tell him how to explain?

Yun Gongzi shook the big folding fan indifferently: "This son is your benefactor, without me, can your master be admitted to the top prize?" Can you follow the sky? To be a human being, you must learn to be grateful......"

As he spoke, he purred his braided hair into a strip, swaggered and followed the little guy to Xu's house.

On the other hand, the government government ushered in another day of overcrowding, and the people who ran to the government office with a fluke heart to complain were like a wave of people one after another, and the brand of the rice grain store was not replaced by a sesame oil store, anyway, there was always a brand that matched the number.

Mr. Shan, the storyteller, turned all the way to see such a grand scene, and took advantage of no one's attention to dodge and squeezed in, and the whisper of "don't squeeze, don't squeeze" in his throat disappeared in the higher tide in an instant.

The heads of people crowded the lintel of the government office, and a string of children jumped up and down the street behind, brocade clothes and hundred clothes were mixed together, and the children in the back were involved in the clothes of the children in front. The difference is that they all carry red or blue treasure bags on their shoulders, which are colorful and very beautiful.

Wen'er walked in front and shook a rattle, not noticing a long little tail behind him.

"Wheat, green barley, withered ......"

Pi Xiaoliu turned his head and asked his partner behind him, "Is Sister Qian'er singing?" ”

"It should be, or let's sing together, and if you sing well, you can give us the rattle if you ask my sister."

It is said that the rattle was brought back from the capital by the third lady when she was young, and the emperor even touched it.

"The wheat is green and the barley is withered."

Pi Xiaoliu spoke, his voice was bright and crisp.

Then the children sang loudly: "Wheat, green barley, withered ......"

Pi Xiaoliu tiptoed over, pricked up his ears for a while to listen to Wen'er's singing, and then puffed up his chest and sang to the back, "Who should be the winner, the woman and the aunt ......"

"Whoever should be the wife and aunt of the recipient."

Mr. Shan was crowded into the mansion by the crowd, and the people inside were full of noise, and everyone exhaled a breath of hot air that made the lobby warm, and Mr. Shan quickly blushed, but his limbs were still cold.

"I reported that Liang Laosi next door had a wooden sign on him!"

"It has been verified that Liang Laosi's wooden sign does not have the word 'Zongfang', you can go back." Xu Yuan was surrounded by a crowd of people, with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, and he did not show impatience because he did not get useful information.

The person whose report was rejected was not angry, and consciously gave way to the next person, "Xu Ergongzi has time to go to my house to sit down, my mother-in-law's wine is fragrant and mellow, and my daughter's cooking skills are ......"

Xu Yuan waited for him to finish before nodding: "I will go." ”

The man walked away proudly, and when he left the lobby, he showed off to the people behind him: "Second Prince Xu is going to my house as a guest!" He smiled and rubbed his hands like gnats.

Those who didn't have his turn could only look at him with red eyes.

Mr. Shan retracted his gaze and patted the person in front of him, "Second Prince Xu is a well-known wreck, why are you so rare about him?" ”

"A good reputation is passed on by people, and a bad reputation is also spread by people, and who knows whether it is true or not. It doesn't matter what others say, whoever really does practical things for us, we like whomever we like. ”

Mr. Shan asked again: "What did the second son of Xu do for you?" ”

The man finally turned his head and looked at him seriously, no wonder it sounded familiar, it was Mr. Shan, the storyteller in the teahouse.

"I said, Mr. Shan, you are stupid to talk about books, you haven't heard of any of the good things that Second Prince Xu has done since he followed Futai? Now when you walk down the street, don't you smell the stench you used to have? That is the credit of Xu Ergongzi. ”

Someone came up and said that on the night of the sudden mountain fire, Xu Ergongzi led everyone to clean up the firewood that was not burned, so as not to let the second mountain fire burn into the city.

Mr. Shan's brain was racing and he wrote down what they said, and it turned out that Xu Yuan had done so many good things and he didn't know that they were all clones who were entangled by the two maids in Xifu.

Miss Ruan San has been famous recently, but how long can her affairs be prosperous, and she will be tired of saying that she has been tired of it for a month or two, and only those who firmly grasp the tips of the people's hearts are treasures.

"Xu Gongzi, Xu Gongzi!" The soldiers squeezed into the door with great difficulty, pushing away Mr. Shan and the others who were blocking the road, "Labor, labor." ”

Xu Yuan had already gotten up and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"We found this when we were cleaning up Liuyin Mountain." The soldier handed over something as royal blue.

"Ah, it's a treasure bag!" Someone has already rushed to answer.

But everyone who has children in the family knows that the treasure bag comes from Miss Ruan Jiasan, and Mr. Shan has often been in contact with Xifu recently, and he also knows this thing, so he can't help but sigh that Miss Ruan San is really pervasive.

Is that what she meant? Doubts flashed in Xu Yuan's heart, and he took the contents of the treasure bag and shook it for a moment. He wanted to wait for the people to disperse before opening the inspection, but someone with sharp eyes saw that the treasure bag was falling, and he had already shouted out first.

Xu Yuan had to untie the treasure bag in front of everyone, and took out a gold-inlaid jade bracelet.

The jade bracelet is inlaid with gold, which was naturally broken for some reason, and was preserved after the craftsman's refinement, and the people who can afford the craftsman are either rich or expensive.

The entire mansion was silent, and the pins could be heard.

"Wheat, green barley, withered ......"

Who's singing? Everyone turned their ears to each other, and the sound seemed to come from outside.

Mr. Shan, who was crowded in the crowd, suddenly turned pale, and muttered: "Singing this kind of nursery rhyme in the peaceful world......"

The others stood still, and most of them were illiterate peasant women, and when they heard the melodious tune and the children sang it, they praised it.

"Where's the husband?"

Another child's voice suddenly broke through the sky and shook the entire government: "Hit Hu in the west." ”

Mr. Shan rushed to Xu Yuan and grabbed his wrist, "Second son Xu, this song can't be sung, can't be sung!" ”

The children seemed to be fighting against Mr. Shan, and their voices grew louder and louder.

"Officials buy horses,"

"Jungu Car ......"

Xu Yuan walked out of the lobby along the path let out by the people, and many people stood in front of the wall to look at him, everyone noticed that the atmosphere was wrong, but they didn't know what was wrong.

Xu Ergongzi's face was serious, and Mr. Shan, who was following him, kept wiping his face, but he looked sweaty when he was in autumn.

The eyeless man whispered if he had found the murderer who set the fire, and he was answered by the silence and the loud chanting.

"Officials buy horses...... Jungu car ......"

Xu Yuan walked out of the mansion, and the people who came to report to the official followed the gags and squeezed out, and the children on the street sang very seriously, and they were disturbed and looked at them a little unhappily.

There are two rows of children standing on the whole street, and they look like they don't see the end, and the appearance of these children is very strange.

Xu Yuan retracted his gaze and asked, "Who taught you the tunes you sang?" ”