Ping Yan pinched the handkerchief between her fingers, took the teacup with a light smile, and said a few polite words. The soaring milky white tea mist steamed up, and she looked at Dong Changlin through the heat, as if his eyes were also wet and misty.

She knew that Dong Guosheng had gone to Yiyuan City half a month ago, and Dong Changlin insisted on staying, listening to Dongxia's gossip that he had hired himself to return to Yiyuan as his exclusive physician after he recovered.

The Dong family's official residence is in Yiyuan, which is exactly what she can't ask for.

"What's your name?" Dong Changlin couldn't wait to confirm her identity immediately.

If no one was communicating with the two, Shen Yuchen was not very happy, as if protecting food, he immediately sat down next to Ping Yan and said, "Her name is Tao Yan, and she is my maid." ”

Dong Changlin's eyebrows froze, and it took him half a day to recover, and his disappointment was filled with great hope.

Tao Yan? Ping Yan? It's just a word difference.

Besides, she is a brand engraved in his bones, and he will not mistake her.

"Is Miss's hometown in Meijiao Town?"

I hadn't heard this place name for many years, and the sound pierced her ears like a dream, Ping Yan was shocked, and she unconsciously pinched her hand until the pain filled her numb and blank brain little by little.

Meijiao Town, located in the corner town of Beiping City, is her hometown.

Shen Yuchen clearly saw the extremely complicated look on her face, knowing that this was another secret of hers, he didn't want to see her so forbearing, suffocating the pain, just right to hold her wrist, and said, "Let's go out and have fun, I have a good place to go." ”

The right temperature of his palm circled Ping Yan's wrist, and the strength was neither light nor heavy, but it was rare and steady. Her body that seemed to be standing in the ice and snow gradually gained support, her lips opened slightly, and before she could speak, she was pulled out by Shen Yuchen.

"Long coming, we'll go back as soon as we go." He happily waved goodbye.

The back of the curling smoke reflected in Dong Changlin's eyes, blurred in the tears.

Cuiming Tower is built by the mountain, behind it is the continuous Qingfeng Mountain, countless large and small peaks have been continuous to the territory of Lingnan. There is a wooden ladder on the roof of the building, which leads to the halfway up the mountain. The sound of the mountain wind and trees was endless, and it was not until the hands of the two of them who were holding each other soaked with fine sweat that Ping Yan calmed down from the seemingly unintentional words of Dong Changlin. She withdrew her hand, her brows and eyes smiling, her skirt rising and falling in the wind like a churning wave.

Shen Yuchen didn't care, pointed to the wooden ladder in front of him, and asked with a smile: "Do you dare to go over?" ”

The wooden ladder hangs 100 meters in the air, held in place by wire cables, and sways from side to side in the wind.

Ping Yan didn't wait for him to speak, lifted the corner of her skirt, and took a few steps on the ground, like a light butterfly.

Shen Yuchen knew her skills, and he was not surprised, and walked with her to the winding path halfway up the mountain.

Looking far away, the world is vast. The turquoise waters of the Cuihuai River are like a green satin, meandering to the southeast, and finally merging into the mighty Chilong River. Standing between heaven and earth, man is as small as a drop in the ocean, as if he is not as good as a tree growing wantonly on a high mountain, or a stubborn stone.

Shen Yuchen's gaze was thrown very far away, as if he had reached the end, and his expression was gloomy and calm. "Qingzhou is still a peaceful place of peace and security, and now the war is raging in Central China, I don't know if the war will spread here."

Ping Yan has been performing all the way, from the north to the south, and in recent years, she has seen the warmth and coldness of the world in her eyes, so she smiled bitterly: "The warlords are fighting for power and land, fighting openly and secretly, one will be independent, and one will be independent, and it will be hard for the people to succeed, and it will be hard for the people to lose." ”

She has a deep opinion, Shen Yuchen looked at her with interest, and said: "I really have a baby, not only can I sing, can heal, but also care about criticizing current affairs?" ”

Ping Yan slapped him and ignored him. The wind on the river was heavy, blowing his eyes scattered, and he chanted: "The bluestone boy has a grand plan, and he doesn't know that he is a guest in his dream, and he is drunk and forgets to return." He leaned over, his black hair was messy and handsome, and his black eyes were bright, "This is Gusu Yin in Kunqu Opera, should you be able to sing?" ”

Ping Yan bowed his head. Shen Yuchen raised his eyebrows and said, "Can you sing it to me?" Ping Yan thought of his blackmail, so naturally she would not agree easily, she smiled tacitly, and stretched out a green jade finger, "One song is worth two thousand oceans." ”

Shen Yuchen stared at the profiteer in front of him dumbfounded, his eyebrows furrowed, but there was a smile in his eyes. He knocked her hand off, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I still won't do such a loss-making deal." ”

The cooing of the pigeon swirled, Shen Yuchen raised his hand, only to see a snow-white, claw-beaked scarlet pigeon obediently stopped on the back of his hand, he took out a bean-sized letter scroll tied to the pigeon's leg, unfolded it and looked at it, and broke off a feather on the pigeon's tail, threw it into the sky, the pigeon chirped a few times, and suddenly flew into the sea of clouds.

Master had used such an ancient and secret method of communication, and she had seen with her own eyes that Master had domesticated such a group of carrier pigeons with far-sighted knowledge.

Shen Yuchen's secrets are really more than she imagined.

Shen Yuchen threw the creed into the water, turned his head and smiled, still looking like a hanger, "You don't want to ask who sent it?" ”

"I only do my duty." She wasn't curious, and she didn't want to explore. But all secrets are deep or shallow traps in ambush.

As soon as Shen Yu's body passed, Ping Yan only felt that his hand slipped, and when he reacted again, the silk handkerchief he was holding in his hand had been pinched in his hand. Ping Yan frowned, surprised by Shen Yuji's inadvertent revealing skills. Shen Yuchen took out the pen in his pocket and wrote many lines densely on the handkerchief, smiling ill-intentionedly, and spread it in front of Ping Yan's eyes.

Ping Yan looked between the lines, her eyebrows frowned deeper, her face was even more disgusted, she stretched out her hand and was about to snatch it back, Shen Yuchen quickly retracted, she pounced, her face was blue.

It turned out to be a deed of sale, and every word had the connotation of a landlord exploiting personal freedom.

"Sign it, if you can pay off the money you owe me within three years, I will let you go, if not, you will follow me for the rest of your life." Shen Yujian's eyes blinked happily and smiled even more happily.

She has a grudge against Dong Guosheng, and when he saw Dong Changlin today, he could see that she seemed to be calm, but in fact she was in turmoil. He was afraid that she would risk her life for revenge, so she approached Dong Changlin desperately and followed her to Yiyuan City desperately.

He wants to tie her up and let them never break off their fate, even if it is with a piece of paper, it is better than sitting still.

Ping Yan feels that the environment here is a treasure trove of murder. She pulled the corners of her mouth twice without smiling, word by word, "Dreaming." ”

Shen Yuchen shrugged his shoulders and smiled wickedly, like a street hooligan who was scared, "Okay, I'll continue to dream." But the money you owe me cannot be counted as interest, and the interest is five percent, and the principal interest is fifty-seven thousand five hundred yuan in a month, and if it is not paid within a month, it will multiply month after month. What do you think? ”

Ping Yan said angrily: "Are you robbing? "Her intestines are going to be repentant, why did she have to get along with money in the first place, and she had to set an example to repay this evil less than 50,000 oceans.

Shen Yuchen smiled even more, shook the handkerchief and said, "What can you do to me, who made me a money lender?" ”

Ping Yan was angry, quickly weighed and made a decision, the colder her voice became, and she stretched out her hand, "Take it!" ”

Shen Hehe fartfully rushed forward, bit his finger, squeezed the blood beads between her fingers, and said, "You never told me your surname, don't write your name, I can rest assured by pressing a handprint."

"Someone is really out of the woods, ruined in it, what is the difference between this way and the kind of landlords in the feudal era?" Ping Yan gritted her teeth and pressed her name at the end of the handkerchief, looking at his face with flying eyebrows, she felt even more angry, and the idea of a little trick was out of control, and her right foot was raised, and she used all her strength to run it on his instep. This set of actions was done very fluently and quickly, and before he could react, Ping Yan fled as if nothing happened. The moment she turned around, she couldn't help laughing, and the corners of her lips slowly rose into a pattern, but she tried her best to endure it.

"You're stepping on me again! Believe it or not, I'll raise the interest again! Shen Yuji's ghost cried wolf howl along the wind.

When the two returned to Cuiming Building, the private room on the second floor was empty, and the shopkeeper truthfully relayed that Young Master Dong was unwell, so he went back early.

At noon, five meters away from both sides of the Cuihuai River, guards with one guard stationed in ten paces stood like nails, with straight guns on their backs and bright bayonets, squeezing the crowd out of the cordon. Through the pearl curtain hanging outside the flower cabin, you can faintly see the fragrant sideburns of the cabin clothes, and the river is endless.

On the table outside the screen on one side, several old men were talking and laughing. One of them said: "I think today's Oiran is still from Lido, which is headed by Huo Sanye, the first gang in Qingzhou. ”

Another voice retorted, "I don't see it really. In the past few years, there have been branches all over the country, and the famous Fuchunju is also very likely to win the championship, and the ladies there are all selected by thousands of people, and they are all stunners. He sighed twice, and said: "It's strange to say, the boss of this Fuchunju has never shown up in the past three years, and those ruffians and gangsters have been looking for trouble openly and secretly, but it is really strange to see that Fuchunju is becoming more and more prosperous." ”

Another lowered his voice and explained: "People have the support of the Yankees from foreign embassies, and Citigroup has also invested a lot of money, who dares to be the enemy of other people's strong ships and guns?" ”

Shen Yuchen shook his head a little amusedly and took a sip of tea. But listening to Ping Yan's righteous and indifferent words, "United foreigners to squeeze the money of the Chinese and confuse the minds of the Chinese, presumably the behind-the-scenes boss of Fuchunju is not a good thing." ”

With a snort, Shen Yuchen couldn't help it, only to feel a smile in his throat innocently reaching up, and the tea in his mouth overflowed.

He hurriedly took out a handkerchief and wiped it, and asked with a smile, "You are a person, other people's bosses have no grievances with you, why are you scolding people behind your back?" ”

Ping Yan said: "The second young master is so compassionate? It's not you who I'm scolding, it's the one who confuses the minds of the people. ”

Shen Yuchen straightened up with a smile, bent down and pressed on the table, wrapped Ping Yan between his arms, a pair of eyes trembled, and he could see that his whole body was numb, "Then you are still confusing my mind, aren't you the same as the boss of Fuchunju, not a thing?" ”

Ping Yan smiled silently, met his gaze, and twisted the teacup in his hand, "If I wasn't a thing, the second young master would naturally not be a decent gentleman, so why should I be well-dressed?" As he spoke, he poured the cup of tea on his face neatly, and the tea and tea were dripping with embarrassment, "In this way, everyone is not a thing." ”