Half a month ago, Jingzhong was busy because of the emperor's Christmas. It's just that for some reason, it didn't show up. Until the first three days, festive red lanterns were hung all over the capital. Many people who are proficient in this way also deliberately make exquisite lanterns to sell in accordance with the occasion. For a time, customers were like clouds.

Similarly, those treasure shops in Beijing are also doing very good business. Some long-term visions also specialize in this kind of business. It is basically closed on weekdays, and only opens a few days before the birthday of those famous clan relatives and nobles. Over time, a shop called "Gu Hui", which only opened on the eve of the emperor's birthday, stood out.

The bones of the bones are taken from the meat rot and the bones are preserved, and the dregs are removed and the essence is preserved, and the bones are played.

A man with a hated shirt and a friendly and harmless temperament placed a long box of dark yellow gilt on the table, and carefully took out a scroll with an extremely dignified and cautious posture.

"This is the last word of Wen Keshou in the previous dynasty, "Sigh Pingsheng", Lord Wang, take a look?"

Murong Yan, who has been named the prince, raised his eyebrows slightly, and at first glance, he was shocked by the momentum in the words like a rainbow and the breath of swallowing the country.

"It's a good thing, shopkeeper Liu, let's make a price." Murong Yan knows a little about Wen Keshou. Wen Keshou was born when the previous dynasty was gradually declining, although his family background was extraordinary, as long as he didn't meddle in things, he would be a rich idler for a lifetime. However, a weak scholar has the world in mind and resolutely goes to the battlefield. But at that time, the contradiction between the civil and military generals was sharp, and the two factions of scholars and martial artists were also deeply divided. As a result, Wen Keshou died of ambition. Although the military camp accepted him, they only treated him as an ornament and did not take his advice, and finally failed miserably. The general died in battle, morale was low, Wen Keshou wrote this word, and recommended himself as a city defender, and finally died in battle.

Shopkeeper Liu smiled and said, "Six thousand taels." ”

"Six thousand? Okay, this king accepts your favor. "Six thousand taels to buy a pair of Wen Keshou's words, even if you get up early, the price is higher than this.

Murong Yan was very happy, but he was immediately slapped in the face. Shopkeeper Liu said: "Lord Wang, it's six thousand taels of gold." ”

Murong Yan: ?!

"What do you say?! Six thousand taels of gold? Shopkeeper Liu, have you thought it through? "Six thousand taels of gold is sixty thousand taels of silver, even if he takes out so many taels of silver at once, it will hurt a little vitality.

Shopkeeper Liu said calmly: "Lord Wang, you should know what the price of Mr. Wen Keshou's words is. Besides, this is still his last word. The small shop finally got this letter, and the cost was not small. If you count it seriously, it is far more than six thousand taels of gold. ”

Murong snorted coldly, "According to what you say, this king still has to thank you for not having a lion open his mouth!" ”

"The villain doesn't dare. Lord Wang, the saint only needs this pair to collect all the works of Mr. Wen Keshou, if you take advantage of the birthday banquet to present this thing......" Shopkeeper Liu did not finish speaking, but it was enough for Murong to understand the meaning. Seeing that his face gradually softened, he added another chip. "His Royal Highness the Great Prince also came to the shop before, but the shop has been taken care of by the prince for a long time, so he pressed this painting and waited for the prince to come."

Murong Yan looked at him, his expression finally let go completely, and he smiled, "Okay, this king will send someone to send the silver taels later." But...... If you're half-false, you don't have to keep this store open. ”

"The villain understands."

After Murong was tired of leaving, a man dressed as a shopkeeper walked in. He was born with red lips and white teeth, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of aura. "Sir, your hands are getting darker and darker."

Mr. Liu swept away Fang Cai's gentleness and looked cold. He sneered: "This character has been pressed for so many years, and it finally comes in handy, how can he get it easily." Besides......"

Besides, the master had commanded that unless he came to find him, he would ......

"And what?"

"It's nothing, you're not looking after the business down there, what are you doing here?"

The shopkeeper smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm here to report the good news." A fool came to the store just now, and spent more than 20,000 taels of silver to buy a Zhuyan Dan. ”

Shopkeeper Liu raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Who can you recognize? ”

"Nope. I only know that it is a woman. She wore a hat and covered her face, her clothes were changed into ordinary skirts, and she didn't even apply incense powder, so she couldn't recognize who it was. However, she asked that if Zhu Yan Dan was not sent out, she would return it at that time. I agreed, but I had to take a 10% handling fee for the goods. ”

"Retreat? This man is really stupid. ”

"Yes, listening to her, you should be very cautious, but after all, she is a fool." The shopkeeper mocked: "At this time next year, I'm afraid I won't be able to see her." ”

The antique industry has been opened for three years. Among them, the bone thread is the most. The bones are mysterious and peculiar, because they can always find treasures that no one else can find, and because they allow them to be returned. The rules are posted on the wall, written in black and white, and they are clear. However, it will have to wait until the following year. Guy came here to shop, basically to prepare for the emperor's birthday.

The woman who bought Zhu Yan Dan was not the first to ask for a return, but without exception, none of the people who made this request appeared in the bone shop again.

***

May 10th.

Yan Huo went to the official temple to take a look, turned around again, and left. has long been accustomed to colleagues, even if they are busy, they have not stopped them, only muttering a few words in their hearts.

Yan Hui rode his horse and went straight to the county king's mansion. At the street frontage, I happened to meet Li Qing's official sedan chair.

Li Qing heard the sound, lifted the curtain, and immediately called him when he saw him.

"Huwu, go back so early? Is there anything going on at the official temple? ”

Yan Huo reined in the horse, the horse's hooves were raised, and it neighed a few times before it settled down. After waving his hand at Li Qing, he said, "Lord Li." This king is just hanging on an errand, and I have nothing to do with the affairs of the official temple. It was only because of His Majesty's orders that he went there every few days to show his face. ”

Li Qing frowned disapprovingly, but knew that this was helpless. When Yan Huo first took office, he also thought about making some good achievements, but his colleagues ...... To put it nicely is to provide it, and to say it unpleasantly is to exclude it. Even if Yan Hui took the initiative to do things, it would only attract the impatience of others, and he did several bad things because he was unfamiliar and unguided, causing a lot of trouble.

After understanding, Yan Hui borrowed wine to kill his sorrows for a few days, but the emperor scolded him fiercely at this time. seems to be maintained, but in fact, it pushed him to the forefront and became a joke in Beijing for a long time.

The saint is under the banner of Zhaozhao, but in fact, he only wants to completely abolish Yan Hui. As long as he is a little self-motivated, it will cause a lot of changes.

"It's fine. After you got married, you have changed a lot, and I believe that your sister will be happy for you if she knows about it. ”

Yan Huo glanced at him, "Thank you, Lord Li." The king went home first and took his leave. ”

"......" Li Qing wanted to stop him, but he rode his horse and dust, and Yan Hui disappeared in an instant. He watched silently for a moment, then lowered the curtain.

"Let's go."

Slightly shaken, the sedan chair moved forward. Li Qing closed his eyes heavily, it's okay like this, it's okay like this......

If you don't know, you have no fear, and if you don't know, you don't have anything to worry about.

The other side.

After Yan Hui returned home, he went directly back to Qingli Courtyard. But at the gate of the courtyard, I bumped into Yuran holding a box.

Yuran was startled, she didn't expect to bump into Yan Huo at this time. After coming back to her senses, like all women who love her, she subconsciously tidied up her clothes and hair, and glanced at him shyly and timidly before she saluted.

"The concubine body sees the prince."

Except for Fang Cai's stunnedness and blushing cheeks, Yuran was as dignified and dignified as ever. But after trembling slightly, and the more obvious flush, revealing the anxiety in his heart and his daughter's thoughts.

If it's someone else, even if they don't like it, they will take a second look. But every time Yan Hui saw this face, and saw those girls who had the same experience, the painful, unbearable and extremely humiliating past was like a huge wave. The hatred engraved in the bones can't be suppressed no matter what.

He clenched his fists and strode through the courtyard door.

After a long while, Yuran sighed. Fang Cai actually forgot to breathe, and the whole person was like falling into an ice cellar, as if he would die even if he spent more than a second with Yan Hui, and fear was dead in his heart. At the same time, there is uncertainty and panic in my heart.

Can she really do it? At this moment, Yuran began to doubt herself.

……

Yan Huo stood in the courtyard, restrained his emotions, and then stepped into the house. Xu is mind has changed, and these days Xun Yu no longer only looks at medical skills.

"Xu Menggong's Travels"? There are many mistakes in this book, and although this one is not as interesting as "Xu Menggong's Travels", it is more practical. Knowing why she read such books, Yan Hui found one from the bookshelf and replaced the half-seen travelogue in her hand.

Xun Yu glanced at him lightly and opened the book he handed over. "You just met her?" Yan Hui's mind is very deep, but in some places it is unbelievably shallow. Otherwise, Yuran would not have been sent to the Yan Mansion.

Yan Huo bowed his head, "She seems to have something to look for you, I'll go to the backyard first." "He is self-aware, and he has no intention of masochism.

Xun Yu responded casually, beckoned, and Yue'er, who was waiting on the side, went out. When he came back, he was followed by Yuran, who had stabilized her mind.

"The concubine has seen the mother." She looked at the room without a trace, and there was no Yan Hui. My heart is relieved, but I am also happy. "Niangniang, the concubine has bought the Zhuyan Dan, please check it out."

Yue'er took the box, opened it and sniffed it, "Princess, it's indeed Zhuyan Dan." ”

Xun Yu turned a page of the book, "I know, there is not much time, you can prepare as soon as possible." ”

"The rest of the gifts have already been prepared. The concubine came today, firstly, to present the Yan Dan to invite the mother to take a look; Second, I want to ask my mother, do you want to ask someone to come over and cut new clothes? The concubine knew that there was not much time, but she rushed to work overnight, and it should be in time. ”

"You can arrange it."

Yuran smiled and said, "The concubine will arrange it." The concubine won't bother the mother. ”

Yue'er frowned and watched Yuran go away, feeling uneasy, and asked: "Princess, just leave this matter to her, in case something happens...... Although it was arranged by Yuran, Xun Yu was in charge. If something happens and it causes trouble, although Yuran can ask for the guilt, Xun Yu will be the first to take responsibility.

Xun Yu didn't pay attention to it, only raised his eyes to look at Yan Huo, who walked in again, and said quietly: "Do you still want to hide something about her?" ”