Chapter 398: Night Detective

The latter words, even if Huo Qingzhou didn't say it, Huo Roufeng understood.

The reason why it is said to be a childhood sweetheart, that is, the two families have long had this intention, maybe when the two children were only seven or eight years old, the two families had a verbal commitment, and now that the children have grown up, this family affair will come naturally, not because they don't want to agree to the queen mother's marriage.

And this kind of thing, of course, is to find the old subordinates to cooperate, the Duke of Min responded to every call in the army, his order is better than the emperor's order, and it is far more appropriate to let his old subordinates cooperate in this play than to find relatives.

"Xiao Zhan is a hypothetical pro? But since Liu Xiaobao can replace the Queen Mother to propose marriage, he must not be able to prevaricate in a few words, the two families want to make a small decision, if he didn't see the marriage book, he wouldn't believe it. Huo Roufeng asked.

Huo Qingzhou laughed: "Don't forget that it's Fujian, not the capital, the marriage book that Liu Xiaobao saw will definitely be true, and after two or three years, even the Queen Mother will forget about it, and the two families will find a name and break up in one shot." ”

Huo Roufeng doesn't know much about marriage, but she also knows that it is not easy for a woman who has been divorced to find her in-law's family again, and there is an aunt and grandmother in Hangzhou, which is like this, until the year of Huaxin, she had to marry a widower to fill the house.

However, since this is a play co-starred by two families, there is a good chance that this woman is not the granddaughter of the old subordinate.

"A temporary godgranddaughter?" Huo Roufeng asked.

Huo Qingzhou said with a smile: "Find a maid, just say that she is a granddaughter who has been raised outside since childhood, who dares to say it?" When the time comes, the two families will withdraw from each other, give this woman a rich dowry, and let her fly away, wouldn't everyone be happy? ”

Huo Roufeng thought about it, if she encountered this kind of thing, the maids in the house might break their heads.

Thinking of this, she grinned again, but this time out loud.

"Xiao Zhan must not know yet, if he knew, he would definitely tell me, such a fun thing, he would definitely write it to me, let me have fun."

She used three "certainly" in a row, and Huo Qingzhou frowned when she heard it, when will Huo Jiu grow up, is Zhanhuai a fool? Zhan Huai is not stupid, he is much smarter than ordinary people.

Whether this marriage is true or not, he will not tell you!

The little guys guarding the door finally heard the laughter of the ninth master, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the shout of the ninth master came from the flower hall: "What about the teamaker, hurry up and serve the tea, Da Hong Pao!" ”

As long as Xiao Zhan doesn't marry a stingy daughter-in-law, then she will have a big red robe to drink in the future, so Huo Jiuye is very generous.

Besides, now she looks at Huo Qingzhou very pleasing to the eye.

At the same moment, a carriage stopped in a remote alley, and two people got out of the carriage and walked in the opposite direction to the alley.

There has been a curfew, but this place is very remote, even the patrol of the city will rarely come, two people one after the other, walking on the deserted path, the old man in front of him bent his waist, the person behind wearing a dark cloak, wearing a hood, the whole person is tightly wrapped, and the night is integrated.

The two of them walked for about a cup of tea, and finally stopped in front of a pen and ink shop.

It's a short street, and there are a dozen stores on the street, but only four or five still have signs, and it's so deserted that most of the shops close after they didn't take long to open.

Seeing that there was no one around, the old man walked to the door and knocked lightly on the knocker. And the man who followed him was still standing in the night, the moonlight shining on his body, and his face could not be seen clearly.

The old man knocked on the knocker three times, stopped, knocked twice, stopped again, and then knocked three more times.

After a while, the door opened a crack from the inside, and the old man beckoned behind him, and the figure standing in the night flashed into the pen and ink shop with the old man.

A man with a dim lamp in his hand, he stood behind the door, and when he could see the people who came in, he said "ah" and hurriedly saluted.

The man wrapped in the cloak snorted and asked, "Has the father-in-law rested?" ”

The corners of the man's mouth twitched, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

At this moment, a voice came from the stairs: "Oops, it's Childe who has arrived." ”

With the sound, a pair of shoes embroidered with treasure flowers stepped down the stairs.

It was a young woman, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a beautiful countenance, and a woman's hair, and she was blessed, and she smiled before she spoke.

"Childe, it's really unfortunate that the old master moved out of the city two days ago."

Before the person under the cloak could speak, the old man had already spoken, and he snorted coldly: "The old master went outside the city, why didn't anyone inform the son?" ”

When he spoke, his back was straight, and there was still a trace of his usual extravagance.

The little guys guarding the door finally heard the laughter of the ninth master, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the shout of the ninth master came from the flower hall: "What about the teamaker, hurry up and serve the tea, Da Hong Pao!" ”

As long as Xiao Zhan doesn't marry a stingy daughter-in-law, then she will have a big red robe to drink in the future, so Huo Jiuye is very generous.

Besides, now she looks at Huo Qingzhou very pleasing to the eye.

At the same moment, a carriage stopped in a remote alley, and two people got out of the carriage and walked in the opposite direction to the alley.

There has been a curfew, but this place is very remote, even the patrol of the city will rarely come, two people one after the other, walking on the deserted path, the old man in front of him bent his waist, the person behind wearing a dark cloak, wearing a hood, the whole person is tightly wrapped, and the night is integrated.

The two of them walked for about a cup of tea, and finally stopped in front of a pen and ink shop.

It's a short street, and there are a dozen stores on the street, but only four or five still have signs, and it's so deserted that most of the shops close after they didn't take long to open.

Seeing that there was no one around, the old man walked to the door and knocked lightly on the knocker. And the man who followed him was still standing in the night, the moonlight shining on his body, and his face could not be seen clearly.

The old man knocked on the knocker three times, stopped, knocked twice, stopped again, and then knocked three more times.

After a while, the door opened a crack from the inside, and the old man beckoned behind him, and the figure standing in the night flashed into the pen and ink shop with the old man.

A man with a dim lamp in his hand, he stood behind the door, and when he could see the people who came in, he said "ah" and hurriedly saluted.

The man wrapped in the cloak snorted and asked, "Has the father-in-law rested?" ”

The corners of the man's mouth twitched, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

At this moment, a voice came from the stairs: "Oops, it's Childe who has arrived." ”

With the sound, a pair of shoes embroidered with treasure flowers stepped down the stairs.