I probably thought that this answer was not satisfactory, and before he could speak, the horse monkey had already lowered his head, very frustrated.

Chen Ying smiled lightly and said in a harmonious voice: "This is already very good, although you have not seen it in person, but this information is very important to me." ”

Although there is no eyewitness testimony, according to Tang Xiucai's behavior, it is very likely that he transferred the silver ticket to the suspected eunuch.

He usually doesn't have much contact with people, except for the noodle soup restaurant (ruled out) and the woodware shop (under investigation), so he can only meet with this suspected eunuch, and the two of them are closed doors, whether they are talking or handing things, it is very convenient.

After asking a few more questions, the interrogation was over, and when Chen Ying and the others left the market, the sky was already dark, and the rain was dense and fluttering in the wind. In the distance, someone played a mustache, intermittently three or two sounds, whispering, brushing through the narrow alleys and low eaves.

Some people in the alley have lit lights, but some windows are still dark, and I don't know if it's to save money for lights and candles, but there is no one at home.

Chen Ying walked quietly in the crowd and did not speak.

The wind came from all directions, the sparse lights became more and more dim in the rain, and the market was more and more silent than when it came, and many shops were on the door panels, but there was also a sound of guessing and shouting in the restaurant, and the bright light shone out, and under the eaves shrank a few ragged beggars, holding a broken bowl begging for food, and staring at the people eating and drinking inside.

Their thin clothes had already been blown through by the wind and rain, and their scattered hair was wet and covered all over their faces.

"Even in the prosperous era, there is such a place at the foot of this Son of Heaven." Sitting in the carriage back home, Chen Ying sighed lightly.

The curtain of the car was half rolled, the small wooden window was covered with two layers of tulle, and under the roof of the car was a lantern, which just saw Pei Shu riding a horse.

Chen Ying's sigh, he also heard it.

"Your Majesty has worked hard, and one day it will be fine." A mellow and melodious voice, coming from under his hat, was a little low.

After speaking, inside and outside the car, sighing at the same time.

Chen Ying sat leaning against the window, looking out the window at the twilight rain, unable to tell what was in his mood.

Even in the twenty-first century, when much poverty has been eradicated, in the capitals of the most advanced and developed countries, there will be homeless people and slums.

The gap between the rich and the poor and the solidification of classes, this seems to be unavoidable in all known and practical systems, and it is even more difficult to eliminate the Great Chu Dynasty, which is still in the feudal era.

Nothing to say all the way.

When he returned to the house, just as the meal was being served, Chen Ying freshened up a little, and then went to the Li family's courtyard surrounded by the maid's mother.

Outside the waterfront flower hall, the bamboo bridge creaks and creaks, the servants come and go, carrying the food box, passing the word, handing things, but the cold rain and cool autumn night also becomes lively, all kinds of oil paper lanterns are embellished on the bridge railing, the water under the bridge reflects a series of lights, the light and shadow in the water are opened by the rain, the ripples are like stars, and slowly scatter away.

"The girl is back, and the wife and uncle are here." The little maid who combed her hair and wore a biki hat came up from afar, and let Chen Ying into the verandah with a clever smile, and her light southern voice was crisp and crisp, like a cuipi red gourd that was cut, sweet and sandy in the ears:

"Today, Mrs. specially instructed the kitchen to make the girl's favorite begonia rouge tender goose breast, steamed fragrantly, and the maid smelled it when the food box was brought in, but it was fragrant." The little girl laughed out of two dimples, and the bun on her head was crooked to the side, which was particularly delicate.

She was brought up by Luo's mother, her name is Qingya, because she speaks delicately and interestingly, the Li family does not allow anyone to ban her, so she loves to listen to her sweet and delicate mouth, and her few words of childishness.

Chen Ying also liked her innocence, and ordered Xunzhen to reward her with a silver horn, and after a few words of gossip with her, she went to the door of the main house.

Ziqi had already picked up the curtain to greet her, and then shook her mouth and smiled: "This girl is rewarded again, when I see the sky, I listen to her card croaking, the maids are noisy, and the wife is happy like something." ”

Chen Ying smiled and didn't speak, and the truth-seeking on the side made fun: "Mrs. likes to listen to Qingya, Mrs. is happy that our uncle is in the Golden Palace, and she has been admitted to the top few of the top two in the second class, and she has won the hall selection, and she is about to enter the Hanlin Academy, so Mrs. is happy." ”

Although he can't read a basket of big characters, Ran Xunzhen has been stared at by Luo's mother every day for the past few days, but he also knows a lot about the palace test, knowing that Chen Jun is a top two in high school, he is really a great genius, there is only one among tens of thousands of people, the little girl is so impressed that she is so impressed, at this time, stars appear in her eyes.

"Mother Luo has always said that our uncle is a celestial Qu star, and he entered the Hanlin Academy at such a young age, and he will definitely have a long journey in the future." Xunzhen smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed, and the word "worship" was written all over his body.

This is really flattering, Ziqi and Chen Ying both laughed, Ziqi nodded a few points to the corner of Xunzhen's forehead, and said with a smile: "If you say this to your wife later, you will be able to overpower the young girl." ”

A few of them are used to talking and laughing, and they are not annoyed when they hear it, they smile and raise the curtains for her, Chen Ying stepped into the house, and heard Li's laughter coming from the west.

Chen Ying also smiled lightly on her face, turned the six painted "Autumn Moon Full of Guan Mountain" screen, bypassed the wenge wood Sui Han Sanyou fan, and saw Li and Chen Jun sitting and talking, and Jiang Yun on the side led a few little girls with clean heads and faces, who were lightly adjusting tables and chairs, and placing dishes.

"The girl is here." Seeing Chen Ying enter the house, a group of girls were busy saying hello.

Chen Ying smiled and waved her hand, stepped forward to give Li and Chen Jun a salute, Li smiled and pulled her to sit down, before she could speak, she first touched her body, and said softly: "Why are you wearing such thin clothes?" It's still raining outside, so what if you catch a cold? ”

Chen Ying smiled: "My mother also knows, my body has always been very strong, I have never been sick, my mother doesn't have to worry, I'm not cold at all." Afraid that she wouldn't believe it, he took her hand and shook it gently: "Look, are my hands quite warm?" ”

The perennial unremitting exercise has made Chen Ying's physical fitness excellent, and she has never even had a cold since she crossed over, and she is not afraid of these light colds.

Li Shi held her hand, and it was really warm, so he slapped her palm and said angrily: "Mother is also afraid that you will catch a cold." Seeing that the person who is about to leave the cabinet, you can stay at home for a few days, and I didn't see you embroider half a stitch in the wedding dress, and my mother is anxious for you. ”

Li was worried when he mentioned this, and he locked his eyebrows at this time.

Chen Ying is too busy, the wedding dress can only be handed over to the embroidery room, even if the nobles in Beijing do not pay attention to these, but they have to go through the scene, so as not to let people hear, and they have to gossip.