The guards of the Guogong Mansion looked at the monk in front of the door, and didn't know whether to drive them away or invite them in, so they couldn't do it, so they could only notify Steward Zhu.

Steward Zhu ordered someone to bring a big bowl of rice to the little monk.

When he left, he said to the guards: "If this happens again in the future, let people get some food, and there is no need to report it." ”

The guard nodded frequently.

The little monk took the meal and left without even thanking him.

One of the guards complained, "It's really unflattering. ”

Stay in the wild goose park.

Hanzhu ran into the room to find Cui Ranshu, "Miss, that little monk has come to make a fortune." ”

Cui Ranshu was not too happy, she put down the needle and thread in her hand, "Hanzhu, do you think I'm bad?" ”

Hanzhu looked puzzled, "How come, Miss is the most careful and considerate." ”

"Really?"

"Hmm." Hanzhu nodded.

"Miss, it's not good!"

A little maid ran outside the door, her face anxious.

"What's the flustered about?" Hanzhu asked.

"Just now the doorman came to report that my cousin Lai was shouting outside the door, saying that he wanted to see you."

"How could he talk like that?"

Hanzhu huffed and wanted to find the Huang Jing theory.

"You go out first." Cui Ranshu said to the little maid.

After the little maid went out, Cui Ranshu pulled Hanzhu, "Bring me the purse I asked you to make two days ago." ”

Hanzhu obediently went to get the purse, Cui Ranshu whispered in her ear: "You quietly go out the back door and go around, give this to him, and don't say who did it, you smile and nod whatever he asks, and then come back quickly." ”

Hanzhu took the purse and went to find Huang Jing as Cui Ranshu said.

When Huang Jing saw Hanzhu, he hurriedly asked, "Where is my cousin?" ”

Although Cui Ranshu repeatedly told her not to say much, Hanzhu still glared at Huang Jing angrily, "You are looking for Miss like this, and you are not afraid that Miss will be gossiped." ”

"I can't control it so much, my mother heard that your old lady intends to marry the Wang family......"

Huang Jing was so anxious that he grabbed Hanzhu's sleeve and asked, Hanzhu hurriedly broke free, "There is nothing to do with the eight characters, don't talk nonsense cousin." ”

"You mean, that's not true?" Huang Jing breathed a sigh of relief, and his face softened slightly.

"This is given to you by Miss, I'll go first."

Hanzhu stuffed her purse into Huang Jing, raised her foot and ran away, she was afraid that she would say something she shouldn't say if she stayed for a moment longer.

After entering the house, Hanzhu slowed down and said to himself as she walked, "The shrimp toad wants to eat swan meat, I'm phew!" ”

"What do you say?"

Dongming's dusty appearance, at first glance, he just came back from the road.

"Huh?" Hanzhu saw that it was Dong Ming, "I didn't say anything, why did you go for so many days?" ”

"Hehe, no comment."

Dongming was in a hurry to go back to his life, and he wasn't ready to talk to Hanzhu more, and the person would disappear.

"Why did you come back?"

Cui Jiuxuan grabbed Dongming and complained anxiously.

"Master, my butt is worn out, and I still think I'm slow, it's really hurtful."

Dong Ming rubbed her buttocks, her face full of grievances.

"Don't be poor, give me the letter."

Cui Jiuxuan said that he came to turn over Dongming's baggage.

Dong Ming looked at Cui Jiuxuan with a flustered expression, "Childe, that, well, Miss Bibo didn't reply." ”

"Impossible, good Dongming, don't mess around with me, give me the letter!"

Speaking of Cui Jiuxuan's voice mixed with a bit of pleading, Dong Ming held him distressedly.

"However, Miss Bibo has a message for you......"

Before Dong Ming finished speaking, hope rekindled in Cui Jiuxuan's eyes.

"Tell me, what's that?"

"Miss Bibo said that she has thousands of benefactors, and if everyone cares about it, her heart can't fit ......"

Cui Jiuxuan stared at Dong Ming in disbelief, Dong Ming's voice became smaller and smaller, "She said......"

"Say what?" Cui Jiuxuan's volume increased.

"Say, if Childe has a surplus of silver, it is ...... to go and see her more"

After speaking, Dong Ming cautiously raised his eyes to look at Cui Jiuxuan.

Cui Jiuxuan didn't get angry, just threw him a back, went back to the house, and closed the door heavily.

Dong Ming also wanted to tell Cui Jiuxuan that he seemed to have seen He Luo in Jiangning.

He Luo rushed all the way to the Hanlin Academy, saw Cui Jiu'an, and handed the other party a letter.

Cui Jiuan opened the letter, "The speed is quite fast. ”

In the face of Cui Jiu'an's praise, He Luo rubbed his buttocks and thighs, "The skin is worn out in four places, can you not be happy!" ”

"Take it!"

Cui Jiuan threw a small black porcelain vase to He Luo, "Three times a day." ”

He Luo held the bottle and opened it and sniffed it, and a strong smell of medicine came out.

"Thank you, Childe."

He Luo quit on his own, found a toilet, and quickly wiped it.

After reading the letter, Cui Jiuan walked to the candlestick, lit the letter, and watched it burn into ashes little by little.

Although there was no important information on the letter, Cui Jiuan curled the corners of his mouth, and it was enough to have such a promise.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, because of Cui Zhending's presence, it seems extraordinarily complete, the dining table is set in the courtyard, everyone admires the moon, drinks wine, the family is lively, talking and laughing.

Cui Zhending poured a full glass of wine, raised it and said to Cui Jiu'an: "Now, you have also entered the Hanlin Academy, and you will inevitably have all kinds of entertainment in the future, so I will have a few drinks with you today and practice the amount of wine." ”

Cui Jiu'an got up, picked up the wine cup, and the two of them drank it all, just like that, cup after cup, jar after jar, and after a while, they had drunk all three jars of wine.

Cui Zhenyan saw that this was not the way, thinking about how old Cui Jiuan was and how he could withstand it, he hurriedly stepped forward to persuade and pulled Cui Zhending to toast the old lady.

Cui Zhending's eyes were clear, his feet were powerful, and he praised as he walked: "It is worthy of my Cui Zhending's son, this amount of wine is good, follow Lao Tzu, I didn't embarrass Lao Tzu......"

Cui Ranxin, who was at the next table, turned his face and covered his mouth and snickered, his face flushed.

This scene all fell into Cui Jiu'an's eyes, he picked up a peanut, flicked his fingers, and smashed it on Cui Ranxin's head, because her hair was fluffy, the peanut was like being glued, sandwiched between the hair.

Cui Ran touched it painfully, and actually picked a peanut on her head, she pinched the peanut, threw it into her mouth casually, and swallowed it in her stomach a few times.

After the meal, a dark cloud blew and covered the moon, and it did not disperse for a long time, so everyone dispersed.

Cui Ranxin just returned to Mengjue Building, the moon finally appeared again, looking at the bright moonlight, she missed Du Youjia in the distance, he should also be enjoying the moonlight at the moment, of course, there must be wine in his hand.

Thinking about it, she didn't go back to her room, but came to the courtyard gate of Haoxing Pavilion.

Cui Jiuan was helped by He Luo to enter the house, and felt a little stuffy in his chest, so he turned around and went to the begonia tree, sat on the ground, and rested against the trunk.

"Childe, this is the decanting soup I prepared."

Zhu Zhu came strolling with the bowl, and when he was two feet away from them, he was frightened by something, and flew out of the porcelain bowl in his hand as if he had lost his soul, and landed at He Luo's feet, and was instantly torn apart.

When Zhu Zhu looked at it again, there was nothing on the ground, and she stammered, "I just saw a centipede?" ”

He Luo listened and ran over to check, searched for a long time, but found nothing, "Are you wrong?" ”

Zhu Zhu shook his head, "Maybe!" I didn't see it clearly. ”

"What a fuss, scared people to death." He Luo said and dusted off the hem of his clothes.

"I'm sorry, it didn't hurt you, did I?"

Zhu Zhu was concerned about He Luo, but the person had already run to Cui Jiu'an and squatted down to check if he had hurt him.

He Luo glanced at him, squatted down, and cleaned up the debris.

Seeing He Luo prepare to send the cleaned porcelain bowl away, Zhu Zhu said to him with a smile: "There are still some in the crockpot in the kitchen, you can pour another bowl." ”

He Luo sniffed his nose and walked away with an "oh".