There were only two people left sitting opposite each other in the room, Chen Ying picked up the teacup and stared at Pei Shu: "The little marquis said that he found out the origin of Fang Xiu'e, and he would like to hear about it." ”

Pei Shu was also holding the lamp, pinching the lid with his slender fingertips, and put it aside, but he didn't answer her words, his pale pupils passed through the thin white smoke, and glanced at her: "Ah Ying is still so straightforward, and when she comes up, she will be straight to the point." ”

Chen Ying was stunned.

She is used to being like this, what happened to Pei Shu today?

After thinking about it, he still followed the good stream: "That...... How is the little marquis lately? ”

After speaking, he laughed first.

This turn can be described as blunt, but looking at Pei Shu again, he seems to be unconscious, and the corners of his grinning mouth are at the angle from which he is usually stupid.

"I'm fine, I eat a bowl of porridge, four steamed buns and side dishes every morning, I eat beef flatbread for lunch and hot soup, and dinner is arranged by Mama Huo, I will eat whatever she does." He replied very quickly, as if he had prepared this sentence a long time ago.

With a few grins, he turned to look out the window again, as if careless: "What about Ah Ying?" What do you eat every day? What do you do in your free time? What do you like and hate? Is there anything you'd like to do lately? Or is it something you particularly want? Also, what happened to Ah Ying when she was a child, I also want to know. ”

He took a sip of tea, but still didn't look at Chen Ying, on his wheat-colored skin, there seemed to be some color floating on the side, and his voice was calm: "Because I've never heard Ah Ying talk about himself, I'll ask a few more words now." ”

Is that more than a few words?

If you add memories of childhood, it is enough for an essay of about 800 words.

Chen Ying looked at him for a while, and curled her lips: "Little Hou Ye has too many questions, I can't answer them for a while, if Xiao Hou Ye can wait, after I go back, I will write these down and ask someone to give them to you." ”

That's a good idea.

Pei Shu couldn't help but be happy, and subconsciously turned his head, in front of him was a pair of clear and slightly curved eyes, with a shallow smile, like autumn water.

He hurriedly lowered his head to drink tea, and at the end of his eyes there was a corner of his dark robe sleeves, as well as a bare hand on the table.

The slender fingers, the complexion is white and greasy, and even the joints are particularly clean, but they are not delicate.

These hands can hold a strong bow and control a fierce horse, and if you catch the jade pipe, you will write a splendid line.

Pei Shu grinned again.

What a girl!

The smile was not gone, and suddenly he seemed to remember something, and the corners of half of his mouth steepened into a straight line.

"Your Majesty summoned me a few days ago to ask me what I mean." He said, like the sound of wine, suddenly like a scorching fire, and the flames could almost tear off the roof.

Chen Ying looked at him intently, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

These words are already missing the beginning and the end, and this sudden murderous aura is even more unreasonable.

Who provoked him?

She opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer, just holding a cup and taking a sip of tea, and listening quietly.

"In short, you don't have to worry, Your Majesty, Holy Tomorrow, it won't be like that." He said again, with a long eyebrow, it became a sharp sword, and it stabbed awe-inspiring somewhere or someone in the unknown.

"The idea hit my Weiyuan Hou on the head, I really had the courage to fatten his grandmother's legs, when I hit the master's hands, the master pulled her tendons and pulled her skin to dig out her heart." He gritted his teeth, and with a "crash", he actually crushed the tea cup alive, and the hot tea spilled all over the table

"What's wrong with Little Hou Ye? But someone has offended you? Chen Ying was not in a hurry at all, she took out a handkerchief to wipe the table, and her clean voice was inexplicably calm.

"It's okay, I just think of the young people, and I can't hate it." Pei Shu waved his hand, his palms were smooth, and he had never been scratched by broken porcelain except for the tea.

Chen Ying couldn't help but be surprised, but also a little respectful.

It seems that he has indeed practiced kung fu, and walking the rivers and lakes is not in vain. If you devote yourself to modern times, I am afraid that you will be able to justify the name of national art.

Thinking a little far for a while, her hand movements to wipe the case were sluggish, and her hands were empty.

She woke up and looked back, but saw that Pei Shu had already taken her handkerchief, and naturally, as if he was holding his own things.

"It's a good handkerchief, what a precious thing, it's too expensive to wipe these, it's better to use mine." He put away the silver-blue embroidered silk handkerchief, and took out his own to wipe the table, with a bright smile on his face, and he looked heartless.

Chen Ying glanced at his sleeve and didn't speak.

The last trace of anger in Pei Shu's heart disappeared in an instant.

That's it, those bastard things, he just put it on his head, and he didn't say it badly.

He wiped the table with one hand, and the other hand hung under the desk, retracted into his sleeve.

The soft fabric, like a light cloud, itched in his heart, carefully stuffed it into the sleeve cage a few times, and then casually glanced at her.

She was drinking tea by herself, not looking at him, and not saying a word.

If she doesn't mention it, he won't say it.

After changing the new lamp and pouring the fragrant tea again, Pei Shu only felt satisfied, took a sip of hot tea, and waited for the remaining fragrance to fill his throat, then slowly opened his mouth and answered her first question:

"Let's get down to business. That Fang Xiu'e is a native of Cizhou County, Zhangde Prefecture, Henan Province, and lives in Xiaozhang Heqian Village, due to natural disasters, the river is broken, and the fields are not grassy, and the whole village goes out to beg and lives in Dengzhou. ”

He lowered his voice slightly, and continued: "What happened later, presumably Ah Ying could have guessed it, so I won't repeat it." only said that Zhou Jiuniang, who was impersonated by Fang Xiu'e, and Zhou Zhu'er, who was pretended by Qiao's younger brother, after investigation, there were really people, and the origins of the two were also in line with the road guide issued by Fang Xiu'e and Qiao's younger brother. It turned out that this Fang Xiu'e was friendly with a woman surnamed Zhou in the same village, and Zhou Jiuniang's sister and brother were distant relatives of this sister-in-law of Zhou. ”

Chen Ying nodded slowly, thoughtfully: "This bureau is very fine, if you follow the path of the Zhou sisters and brothers, there is no problem at first glance, if you want to verify the specific news, I am afraid that it will take a long time." ”

"One more thing to tell you." Pei Shu said, his face sank: "The paper pattern seal of the road is still true." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Chen Ying immediately raised her head, and there seemed to be dawn in front of her.

If the guide is true, it means that someone has bought off the official, and as long as the official is found, maybe he can find the source.

Pei Shu was not happy, his eyes became darker, and his voice was solemn: "I know what Ah Ying thinks, but it's not like this." We found someone who is good at this way to identify the road guide carefully, and learned that the official paper is very old, and the seal is slightly different from today, which should be an old thing left over from the time of the first emperor. ”

Afraid that Chen Ying would not understand, he added: "After Your Majesty ascended the throne, due to years of wars and the emptiness of the treasury, he still continued to use the regulations of the first emperor, and these details have only gradually changed in recent years, but it still takes time. ”