"Nope! No! The young man interrupted repeatedly, "I don't think Zhuo Qianqian necessarily likes the rich and noble son in the capital." How easy it is for him to choose a good son-in-law among the nobles with his father's status, why bother to let his daughter throw hydrangeas to choose a son-in-law! ”

"Then it's strange, a good rich boy doesn't want it, but he wants to throw a hydrangea, in case the hydrangea throws it and doesn't hit any ruffians, then Zhuo Qianqian is not a good flower inserted in the cow dung!"

"Although this Zhuo Qianqian has a good appearance, she has been in the boudoir for many years, and she is twenty-four this year, and she has waited for so many years to recruit relatives...... "The young man's voice gradually suppressed, and he paused and took a sip of tea, "In my opinion, that Zhuo Qianqian should not be able to let go of one person......

"Interesting, where do you start?" The middle-aged man came and wanted to find out.

The sunspot outside the window was also interested, and gently shook Mu Eryi's knees, planning to join in the fun tomorrow. But when he looked up, he saw that Mu Eryi's face was like a layer of frost, solemn and cold, even his hands were clenched into fists, his strength was great, and his knuckles were white.

"Second master, what's wrong with you?" Kuroko asked in a low voice.

"It's fine!" Mu Eryi, who has always been a playful person, rarely showed a grim appearance, and Kuroko's concerned question only showed an extremely calm and calm smile.

"It's just cold and I don't want to talk!" After speaking, he pointed to the window and motioned for Kuroko to continue listening.

"It's been more than ten years, and there shouldn't be many people in Yongcheng who know about it now! The deserted mansion on Yongning Street is the former Ningyuan Marquis Mansion, you always know this! The young man continued.

"Yes! More than 10 years ago, there was a great drought in Yizhou, and there was a riot in the famine year, but the imperial court allocated relief grain and silver but was embezzled by Su Boyi of the household department, which caused the Su family to be wiped out, and none of the more than 250 people in the whole clan were spared! ”

"This is all a matter of the DPRK and China, you and I are just ordinary people who can't manage so much! What I want to say is Su Wenxi, the eldest son of the Marquis of Ningyuan, who is the first prince in the capital, both civil and military, and dignified! At that time, Su Boyi and Zhuo Yinfeng had a good relationship, and the in-laws of the two children were also a natural thing. But later, Su Boyi embezzled disaster relief silver and grain, but the first complaint was Zhuo Yinfeng. The Su clan was wiped out, and Su Wenxi was also burned to a charcoal by the killer he sent, and since then, the table has been waiting for the boudoir! ”

"Oh!" The middle-aged man let out a long sigh, "If that's the case, then Zhuo Qianqian can be regarded as a loving and righteous person!" ”

"Girls always have to get married, so Zhuo Qianqian probably can't let go of Su Wenxi, but she has no choice but to marry, and if the person her father chooses doesn't like it, she will simply recruit her own hydrangea and marry her!"

The middle-aged man laughed dryly, and said lightly: "These are all the affairs of the official eunuchs, and we ordinary people should also be lively, thinking that Zhuo Qianqian will recruit relatives, Nangong Hou will naturally be prepared, and it is estimated that even the colorful building is very close without a little identity!" ”

"Of course! Otherwise, there is really no distinction between high and low, you and I can both try our luck, maybe we can really hold the beauty! The two men laughed again.

Outside the window, it was already pouring autumn rain, the cold wind swept through the raindrops and hit the body like ice particles, and the cold upper teeth of the sunspot pressed down: "Second master, let's go!" ”

"Wait!" Mu Eryi's neck stretched out and looked inside the window, "There are a lot of pastries on the table, those two will definitely not be able to finish eating, they probably should also leave, and there will be something to eat later!" ”

Heizi nodded obediently, and leaned towards Mu Eryi and Eryi, and sure enough, it didn't take long for the two men in the teahouse to get up and leave the table, and the two plates of pastries on the table were naturally taken away by Mu Eryi.

The night gradually became heavier, and the cold wind was like a thin blade, cutting at the face for a while. When the two finally returned to the ruined temple in the south of the city, their already tattered clothes had been wet by the rain, and a thin layer of ice was tied to their bodies, and the two of them were so cold that their noses flowed.

The bonfire was raised, the flames licked the hanging pot, and after a while there was hot water, and a set of dry clothes, although still tattered, was much better than wet clothes on the body. The two of them panicked and ate some pastries with hot water before they felt warm again.

"Kuroko, how long have we known each other?" Around the fire, the sunspot was already lying down, Mu Eryi reached out and touched the sunspot's somewhat wet hair and said, the firelight was reflected in the second master's dark eyes, and his eyes were like torches.

"It's been almost half a year!" Kuroko tightened the broken quilt on his body that had exposed cotton, and a gust of cold wind came through the broken door, and the cold Kuroko's head was about to shrink into the quilt, and his voice seemed to be separated by a heavy wall, "I remember that it seemed to rain like this that day, and it was cold to death." ”

"It's really cold in here! But you won't be living here, you're not going to be hungry, you're not going to be wearing such torn clothes! Mu Eryi said calmly, reached out and picked up a dry firewood beside him and threw it into the fire, raising a spark.

"What do you say?" Heizi poked his head out of the quilt with a questioning face, and Mu Erye always felt weird tonight, "You don't have a fever, do you!" Or will there be nothing bumped into in the Marquis of Ningyuan's mansion? ”

"I bumped into a ghost!" Mu Eryi stretched out her hand and patted the hairy head of the sunspot, and then said with a serious face: "Tomorrow I will go to Cailou to grab the hydrangea of the daughter of Nangong Hou's Mansion, if I grab it, I will be Nangong Hou's new aunt, and you won't have to worry about food and clothing in the future, and you don't have to starve and suffer from cold here!" ”

There was a cold on his forehead, but the sunspot had not yet been covered by the hot hand, because he was worried that the young man's face was wrinkled with forehead lines: "It's broken!" I don't have a fever here, so why talk nonsense! It's not really a ghost, is it? ”

"Alright, alright! I'm a ghost! Mu Eryi pulled down the sunspot's hand and stuffed it into the quilt, it was useless to say more, it was better to let him go to bed early, "You go to sleep!" I'm tired after a long day!"

"Then do you want to find a Taoist priest tomorrow?" Kuroko is young, and he is tired and panicked after running for a day, and at this time he is sleepy and his speech is slurred.

Mu Eryi didn't speak, just helped the sunspot tuck the quilt, a faint smile pulled up the corner of her mouth and patted the sunspot gently, and after a while, the sunspot's snoring came.

The quilt covered by the sunspot has rotten several holes, and the quilt that was still silk has lost its luster, and the original embroidery cannot be seen, and it even exudes a musty smell!

The cold wind mixed with the ice and rain outside the window slapped on the broken doors and windows one by one, like a lonely ghost about to break in, the cobwebs trembled under the beams, and the panicked people were all uneasy.

The entire ruined temple is ventilated on all sides, exuding a rotten and mildew smell.