"That blind man was beaten away because of nonsense......" Hua Yixiang couldn't cry or laugh, she never believed those words, only God knows about fate, but the road came out step by step, "Besides, I'm just a short-term worker, what kind of boss lady, if you talk nonsense, be careful that I confiscate your stick." ”

"Hehe, didn't you see what the big boss Xuan thought of you, his eyes were almost out of his sockets," Qian Baiguo bared his teeth at her and smirked, hid the stick in his back with his backhand, and said with a heartbeat, "I haven't seen a boss who can only praise people and not blame people anyway, I am full of praise for you, it's only been a few days, and the old accounts are also taken out for you to calculate, obviously asking you to look at his family background, and other little girls have just come out of the village and have little knowledge, maybe they will be blinded by the family wealth under their noses......"

Seeing Hua Yixiang frowning, her voice changed, "Of course, who are we, those who are going to Beijing to see the big scene, how can we let this tea seller worry about it." ”

It's all from a village, she didn't know that Qian Baiguo was so eloquent, when she won it, she was the big boss, and when she fell down, she became a tea seller, "Your eloquence is so slippery, you come to sell things, so that I can teach me to know when you secretly practiced your mouth." ”

She shook the ledger and turned to come out from behind the counter, but Qian Baiguo stretched out her hand and pressed her shoulder.

"Good Xiangxiang, don't be annoyed......" Qian Baiguo raised his hand in surrender and begged to be spared, "I won't say it, you just know it in your heart." ”

Hua Yixiang turned her eyes to look in the direction of the inner hall, looked at the door again, and said softly, "At most two days, we will quit and leave." ”

How can she save enough money to rent a carriage, how can she not feel Xuan Hu's overly enthusiastic care, even Lao Xu said something to her from time to time, such as Xuan Hu had a wife in his early years, died of a sudden illness, and did not leave a son and a half daughter, and then Xuan Hu was busy taking care of the moon and did not continue the string. If you leave aside Xuanhu's ordinary appearance, his talents are good, his family foundation is also thick, he is a good man who lives a down-to-earth life, and he is also ranked among the top names in Linhua City.

However, Hua Yixiang really couldn't accept this man who was only a few years younger than Daddy Hua and several rounds older than herself, not to mention the person she hid in her heart.

Lao Xu is sincere, seeing that his boss rarely moved his mind, but Hua Yixiang was unmoved, so he made an exception and told her a lot of inside information, such as Xuanhu Nasu was imprisoned, and he planned to go down this year, fight for fame, and marry him as a continuation of the string That is also a dignified Mrs. Juren, this is something that outsiders don't know, clinker Hua Yixiang knows a little about this inside story, and when he listens to it, he is also in the clouds, after Lao Xu left, Xiao Liangyu didn't hold back and said: "Nasu is to spend money to donate a prisoner, Obtain the qualification for the township examination. Only those who can't even pass the children's test will spend money to buy ......"

He was forced to practice calligraphy in the room by flowers in the past few days, and the stickers were bought in the market, and I don't know how many people's hands imitated Fu Shi's calligraphy, because it has been widely spread and has already been separated from the original paste for tens of millions of miles, even so, Liangyu does not say that he is happy in his heart, probably because of this happiness, he said in a childish voice: "Some people are less enlightened, the book is recited at a glance, fourteen won the world's top students, and some people are not confused about the year of donation, not the difference of the day after tomorrow, and the talent is overwhelming." ”

Straight to teach Hua Yixiang to doubt how stupid she is, not even a 'four-and-a-half-year-old' child.

"Let's go see Liangyu."

Qian Baiguo's eyes lit up, nodded knowingly, and then walked to the back hall.

*

On the night of May, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and even if it is night, it is a little stuffy.

The backyard of Fengzhuang Tea House is quiet, and a piece of bamboo is planted in the fence of the courtyard, which is not high, and occasionally the breeze rises, and the bamboo leaves rustle, like the sound of footsteps falling......

When Fu Xiaoshen turned his head, he first glanced at the half-open window, which was still the same as when he looked at it before.

Fu Shi sat at night with a lamp, a lamp, a pot of tea, a book, a low couch, in the dead of night, quite a cold disciple traveling the four books and five classics with candles.

He turned around and continued to lie on the stone table and keep vigil, as if he had seen nothing.

Before entering the door, he first cleaned the dust and turbidity on his body, and then turned around to get the incense burner on the table in the outer room.

On Fu Xiaoshen's body, he will never be so meticulous, but this secret guard is subtle, he hides in the dark all the year round, and he sees that when he first entered the Linhua Mansion Fu, his body is a little unbearable, his physique is different from others, most people who are not in good health are difficult to endure in winter, afraid of cold and cold, Fu Shi is a summer hardship, no matter how hot he does not sweat, his hands and feet are still cold on dog days outside, anorexia and sleepiness, but he can't sleep at night, because of complicated things and headaches and chronic diseases.

For a few days in a row, after the incense to help him sleep, Fu Shi could sleep for two hours.

The secret guard put the incense burner on the small table in front of Fu Shi's bed, bowed and saluted, and after receiving the signal, he got up and walked to Fu Shi, took the four treasures of the study on the desk, laid the rice paper, and wrote with a pen.

He wrote a few pieces of rice paper and handed them to Fu Shi, whose eyes were always calm and waveless, gradually became colorful, rich black. The pale white lips were lightly pursed into a line, the rice paper was silently scattered, and it was rare that there was something fierce between the eyebrows.

The dark guard couldn't see it really, and he didn't dare to speculate, so he silently gathered the rice paper, uncovered the incense burner, and threw it in one by one, until it burned out, and then covered it.

Finally, take out the sachet in your arms, pour out a very fine agarwood and put it into the incense burner, and sprinkle a packet of powder.

Even the paper with the powder was put in and burned.

From the skillfulness and naturalness of his movements, we can know that this behavior is habitual.

The secret guards have been cultivated since childhood, and their breathing will not be heard if the master does not speak, on the contrary, when Fu Shi asks questions, they will answer with their mouths.

After a while, the room returned to its original quiet and light fragrance, and only those who are familiar with spices can smell it, which is not sandalwood, but agarwood.

"You go and rest, it's business as usual."

"Yes."

Fu Shi was finally tired, put down the scroll, went to the couch and lay down slowly, this low couch is not high, not wide, the weather is hot, he likes to stay on the bamboo couch, hard Bang Bang is so panicked that he does not want to move to the bed.

*

Chen Zecheng stood at the gate of the Linhua prefect's office for three days, sometimes the sun was hot, the official would come over to hand him water, by the way to give him a few words of advice, he naturally did not listen, so the official could not do it, so he accompanied the dry wait for the sun to go west.

Today's situation is a little different, the prefect's yamen is unusually lively, the carriage is more generous than the other, the official sedan chair is more majestic than the other, and even he saw an official sedan chair carried by eight people in the back, Chen Zecheng's heart trembled, and he secretly counted that this should be the officials from near and far in Linhua Mansion City, right?

Who are the people who came to Linhua City, can these people flock to it? No wonder the classmates he had made an appointment with today did not come, he looked up at the invisible place through the high gate of the mansion, and clenched the fist on the side of his leg, and one day, he could do it.

Ten years of cold windows no one asked, and in one fell swoop became famous all over the world.

In the palace, there were many people gathered in the front hall, and the atmosphere was depressing, and all of them looked unhappy.

Wen Bing sat on the main seat, but did not serve tea as usual, but frowned, unspeakably anxious.

At this moment, it is getting late.

Facing the different looks of everyone, Wen Bing sighed, quieted down, and raised his eyes to look at everyone: "The weather is so hot and dry, Master Fu has just come to China, and he feels a little uncomfortable with the water and soil. ”

The day was already very hot, just like the people gathered in the Linhua Mansion at this moment, hot and excited.

Because they all got the news, Fu Shi came to Linhua Mansion.

When this Datong Dynasty Shoufu came, who dared not to come to see it, because he didn't want to put a black gauze hat on his head?

But this was a day, and I didn't see the shadow, but I tasted the tea in the prefect's mansion of Linhua, and it was still the same taste when it was turned upside down.

Wen Bing is also patient exhausted, he is good to say, this group of people just don't enter, they don't want to go until they see Fu Shi, he has already sent someone to tell Fu Shi, who has ever wanted to go There is no letter to bring back, he is afraid that the people below will be slow and disturb Fu Shi, and he is afraid that there will be changes in this.

Fu Shi's whereabouts have always been kept secret, and during the Western Tour, how many people wanted to know his whereabouts, but after two years, he had quietly left when he heard about it.

I don't know how it was leaked this time, and the person who leaked the secret dared to tell it so widely...... It was clearly deliberate.

"My lord, Master Fu has a message."

The two messenger officers who rushed forward were loaded with all the expectations of everyone, Wen Bing also cast eager eyes, and even more got up and came to ask eagerly.

"What did Master Fu say?"

"Master Fu said that he was going to the house tomorrow, please disperse, don't gather here, forget your respective duties."

Wen Bing sent the last of his colleagues away, and immediately asked people to prepare a carriage and rush to Fengzhuang Teahouse.

This time, he did not come empty-handed, he brought ten volumes of books, all of which were collected for many years, he knew that Fu Shi was plain and tranquil, and he did not like much.

It happened that it was dinner time again, and the servants came and went, in an orderly manner, and he knew that the backyard of the teahouse was a private house.

Fu Shi invited him to have a meal together, and Wen Bing happily sat down, during which Fu Xiaoshen couldn't hold back several times and wanted to mention the progress of the case, but was defeated by two people who didn't say anything else and only talked about elegant and interesting things.

Xu is he exuded childish depression, difficult to ignore, Wen Bing thought of his young son in the school, so he smiled and teased him: "Do you want to ask if you have found traces of the murderer, or do you want to know if the missing Chen Ke has been found in Jiafu?" ”

Fu Xiaoshen nodded hurriedly, and couldn't wait: "Did you really find it?" ”

Wen Bing didn't answer, but instead talked about what he gained from interrogating Jia Yuhe this time.

"Speaking of this Jia Yuhyuk, the conversation is long......"

Jia Yuhe, the word Zhicai, his ancestral home is Pingling Town, Xiagu County, he lived a prosperous life when he was young, and although he worked hard to make a fortune, he rarely worked hard, but now people will taste all the bitterness.

The son-in-law who was forcibly recruited by himself sued the court, but this case happened too coincidentally, and there was no evidence for his death, Jia Yuhe was full of mouth, and it was difficult to tell the difference, it was true, the dumb man tasted the taste of yellow lotus, and it was difficult to speak bitterly to others.