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Luo Xuyan and Bai Butler glanced at each other, and they were both slightly shocked in their hearts.

However, Luo Xuyan is more of a surprise.

Assassin Shi is a military and political chief, if he is far away from the Beijing Division, his personality is arrogant and domineering, and he is invincible, then he is the general existence of the "Earth Emperor". Some of them have a history of assassination in the county, and even a prince can only serve as a prince, although the history of Jingzhou is not, but it is also a four-grade official of the imperial court, and how many people can't climb the officialdom for a lifetime.

Therefore, the funeral must be decent, beautiful, which means that it costs a lot of money.

For her, it was a big business, a good opportunity to make a lot of money.

The middle-aged man continued: "The old disease of the thorn history has recurred, and the illness is terminally ill, and it is only a matter of the past few days. Therefore, Mrs. Thorn Shi planned to prepare first, so as not to be in a hurry and lose face. ”

Luo Xuyan replied solemnly: "I understand, I don't know what Mr. wants, we will do our best to do it." ”

"Hmm." The middle-aged man nodded, looked at Luo Xuyan, and asked, "Isn't there an elder in charge of your shop?" ”

The white steward said: "Don't worry, there are many things in our shop that Miss Ayan does, and they are all proper." At the beginning, Miss Ayan also went to the funeral of the Liu family. ”

"Oh?" The middle-aged man looked at Luo Xuyan suspiciously, "If the assassination matter is not done well, what will be the end, you should understand, right?" ”

Luo Xuyan calmly responded: "I understand, please rest assured." ”

The middle-aged man saw that this little girl was calm and modest, and she was indeed different from ordinary girls, and nodded: "Okay, I will inform you of the requirements one by one, I hope you understand." ”

"Yes." Luo Xuyan turned her head and ordered Zhiyue to send Cui Jingshi to the backyard to play, and then brought a pen and paper from the counter, "Please speak." ”

Cui Jingshi did not follow Zhiyue to the backyard, but stood by the door, picked a dog's tail grass, and eavesdropped on the sounds in the house while playing.

The middle-aged man said unhurriedly, and Luo Xuyan took the pen seriously.

The funeral of the assassin history must be done in every detail.

He frowned as he listened to them.

He came here thousands of miles away, because he had something to discuss with the history of Jingzhou Thorn, but why did the good history of Jingzhou Thorn suddenly recur and the medicine stone was ineffective, and he had to start preparing for the funeral?

Jingzhou is the important place of Shannan Dongdao, and the assassin who is in charge of the military and political power of a state is an important figure.

Is it the hands and feet of those people?

Cui Jingshi narrowed his eyes, and a sharp light flashed under his eyes.

"Ba, you have such strange eyes." Waiting for the moon, who brought two bowls of sour plum soup, muttered quietly, for fear of disturbing the people in the house.

Cui Jingshi threw the dog's tail grass and said unhappily: "It's so ugly, like a bug." ”

Waiting for the moon to cover her mouth and laugh, "Then you were still having fun just now." ”

Cui Jingshi didn't answer, but looked at the sour plum soup in her hand.

Waiting for Yue to stuff one of the bowls into his hand, "Oh, this is made early, let it be cold sour plum soup, drink some." ”

"Hmm!" Cui Jingshi drank the sour plum soup "happily" and continued to pay attention to the conversation in the room.

Luo Xuyan didn't say a single superfluous word except for the things to be prepared for the funeral, let alone ask curiously what kind of disease the assassin was, how long he had been sick, and so on.

He had another headache even more.

It is not easy for Luo Xuyan to bring him to the coffin shop, how can she persuade her to take her to Jingzhou?

He must take a look at the history of the assassin with his own eyes, determine how he died, and maybe meet his subordinates in Jingzhou.

The wind blew gently through the curtain, and he glanced through the gap at the girl who was sitting in a chair with a serious face, and he couldn't guess what words or actions she would use to stop him, but in any case, he must go to Jingzhou.

At noon, the conversation in the house finally ended, Luo Xuyan had a stack of densely written papers, she instructed the white steward to send the middle-aged man back to the inn to rest, and she went to the back of the counter to tidy up things.

Cui Jingshi saw this opportunity, took the sour plum soup, and sent it to the counter like a treasure.

Luo Xuyan glanced up and said, "Put it on the table over there, I'll drink it later." ”

Cui Jingshi obediently put the sour plum soup on the table, and then lay on the counter and looked at her.

Luo Xuyan didn't seem to notice his eyes, and concentrated on sorting out the list of items needed for the funeral of the assassin Shi, and even called her three times to come to dinner when she came to wait.

"Here it is." She agreed, but the pen in her hand was still sketching.

Cui Jingshi found that Luo Xuyan, who was serious about her work, looked so cute.

After a while, Luo Xuyan breathed a sigh of relief and said to Cui Jingshi: "Let's go, let's eat." ”

"Hmm." Cui Jingshi nodded and asked in a silly tone, "What are you doing?" ”

Luo Xuyan said: "Do what matters." ”

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

Luo Xuyan looked up at his childlike eyes and said, "If you feel idle, you plan to shop." ”

"Okay." Cui Jing didn't speak again, and ran into the room with a hug and cheered with Bai Xiucheng.

Bai Xiu admitted: "Brother Eighth, you can live with me, okay?" ”

Cui Jingshi looked at Luo Xuyan, as if asking for her consent.

Luo Xuyan naturally couldn't let people go, so she bent down, pinched Bai Xiucheng's tender little face, and said softly: "Xiu Cheng, Ah Ba still has injuries on his body, and he needs to recuperate." ”

"Brother Aba's injuries haven't healed yet, huh?" Bai Xiucheng asked in frustration.

Luo Xuyan said: "Yes." Xiu Cheng also hopes that he will get better soon, and he can have fun with you, right? ”

"Hmm!" Bai Xiucheng nodded vigorously.

"Good." Luo Xuyan rubbed his hair.

Bai Xiucheng grabbed Cui Jingshi's hand, took him under the table, put a large piece of vegetables in his bowl, and said, "Brother Baba, you have to take care of your injuries and heal as soon as possible." I'll be waiting for you! ”

Cui Jingshi nodded, picked up the spoon that was prepared for him, and ate the rice.

At this time, Luo Banghao came back from outside and asked, "Ah Yan, there's nothing going on in the shop today, right?" ”

Luo Xuyan said: "The Jingzhou Yamen has come, and it is said that the time for the assassination is running out, and it is time to start preparing for the funeral." ”

"Jingzhou Thorn History?" Luo Banghao frowned.

Luo Xuyan was worried about his funeral, and said: "I have already communicated with the people who came, and they are all within the power of our shop, Daddy, you don't have to worry." ”

"However, who will go to Jingzhou this time will have to be carefully considered." Luo Banghao relieved himself from the surprise that Jingzhou Thorn Shi was suddenly seriously ill, and said: "Your mother has to take care of it at home, and it is best to keep someone in the shop." ”

"Daddy, shall I go?" Luo Xuyan said, "Didn't you go to Jingzhou once before?" ”

Luo Banghao was a little worried, and Cui Jingshi heard the father and daughter talking about it, and while picking up rice, he pricked up his ears and eavesdropped.

Luo Banghao said: "In the end, it is the funeral of the assassin history, if you go, I am afraid that we will think that we are looking down on others, and we will also think that you are young and easy to bully." ”

Luo Xuyan smiled: "If they feel underestimated, they won't talk to me for an hour or two in the morning." ”

Luo Banghao laughed, "That's right." ”

"Daddy?" Luo Xuyan's eyes lit up, and she felt that this matter should be decided.

Luo Banghao sat down at the table and said, "Wait for me to think about it again, talk to your mother, and then decide." ”

"It's fine." Luo Xuyan nodded.

Cui Jing was a little anxious, he subconsciously thought that Luo Xuyan would be responsible for the whole process of this matter, and Luo Xuyan would naturally go to Jingzhou, but he forgot that she was just a fifteen-year-old girl.

If Luo Xuyan stayed to see the shop, and the person who went was Luo Banghao, it would be troublesome for him.

His eyes swept over Luo Banghao, who was indifferent, if he really couldn't do it, he could only attack Luo Banghao......

After eating and resting for a while, Luo Banghao's father and daughter discussed the funeral ceremony in the front room, and Cui Jing was dragged to take a nap by Bai Xiucheng, as a fool, he couldn't refuse, so he could only lie on Bai Xiucheng's bed and stare dryly.

Bai Xiucheng originally wanted to talk to Cui Jingshi, but after reading a book all morning, he ate well at noon, so he soon became sleepy, hugged Cui Jingshi's arm, and fell asleep.

I don't know if I dreamed of something good, Bai Xiucheng smacked his lips, raised one leg, and pressed it on Cui Jingshi's body.

Cui Jing couldn't cry or laugh, and rubbed the corners of his forehead to drive away the faint sleepiness.

It's useless to just lie here, so it's better to come up with some practical solution.

Cui Jingshi waited silently for a while, then gently pulled out his arm from Bai Xiucheng's arms, and slowly moved his body out, for fear of waking up Zhengxiang's child who was napping.

Fortunately, Bai Xiucheng slept soundly, although his movements were slower, he finally sat on the edge of the bed smoothly.

He put on his shoes neatly and crept out of the house and went straight to the front room.

On the way, he met a few people in the coffin shop, and everyone smiled at him without asking a word.

He came to the back door and heard Luo Xuyan's voice.

“…… If you rush the work, these can be completed before the deadline, and these ...... We actually have ready-made ones in our warehouse, which have not been put in handy for more than a year, and then I will ask someone to move them out, go to dust, clean them up, and they will definitely be exactly the same as new, and ......"

Cui Jingshi could hear that Luo Xuyan knew everything about the coffin shop, and couldn't help but admire this little girl a little, a bit like knowing what kind of growth experience she had, why she could be on her own at a young age when her father and mother were so favored.

He took a half-step forward to see through the curtain to see inside the room.

"Ahba?" Zhiyue looked at him in surprise and slapped him on the shoulder, "Didn't you go to take a nap with Xiu Cheng?" How did you get here? ”

The conversation in the room stopped abruptly, and soon, the curtain was lifted, revealing Luo Xuyan's beautiful but cold face.

"What's wrong?"

Waiting for Yue said with a smile: "Ah Ba is really, he is so sunny at noon, and he still has the spirit to run around." ”

When Luo Xuyan looked at Cui Jing with puzzled eyes, she asked, "Why did you come here?" ”

"I dreamed that you lost the jade plate." Cui Jingshi said with a sad face, "I was so scared that I couldn't sleep, so I ran over to take a look." ”

"Really?" Luo Xuyan did not believe his explanation.

"That's right." Cui Jingshi pointed at Luo Xuyan, "Can you take it out and show it to me?" ”

"......" Luo Xuyan took out the jade card, "Look, it's good here." How could I possibly lose something so valuable? ”

Cui Jingshi's eyes widened, "So, will you sell it, or give it to someone?!" ”

"......" Luo Xuyan didn't answer, but carefully examined Cui Jingshi's face, especially those inky jade-like eyes.

Cui Jingshi felt that those bright and clear apricot eyes seemed to be able to see through everything about people, and being scrutinized like this gradually made people uncomfortable, but he didn't show his face, and still looked at her stupidly.

Luo Xuyan felt weird, why did this man appear at the back door inexplicably? Do you want to eavesdrop on her talking to her daddy?

But she and her father were talking about the funeral of the assassin, would he be interested in this matter?

Or is it ...... Luo Xuyan is a spirit, could it be that the assassin has some connection with him?

"Hey......" Cui Jingshi didn't want to be silent anymore, and took the lead in speaking: "You don't really think about it like this, do you?" ”

Looking at this stupid man, Luo Xuyan felt that her conjecture was a little unfounded, and now it is more important to determine the funeral of the assassin as soon as possible, as for what this man is calculating, it is not too late to calculate it later, so she doesn't want to mess with this guy at all, it is simply a waste of her energy, she waved her hand impatiently, "I won't give it to others, and I won't sell it, you go back and take a nap." ”

"Really?" Cui Jing asked again.

Luo Xuyan said: "Really, really, really. ”

Cui Jingshi pouted, "Okay, I believe you once......"

"Hmm." Luo Xuyan motioned to Zhiyue to take the people back to rest, and she went back to the house and talked to her father.

Luo Banghao asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Luo Xuyan said: "It's Ah Ba, somehow, I suddenly ran over, afraid that I would lose this." She smiled and raised her hand, showing the jade plaque to her father.

Luo Banghao took a closer look at the jade plaque and said, "So you still wear it on your body?" ”

"It was originally given to Yunzhi, but it turned out to come full circle and returned to me." Luo Xuyan said casually and put away the jade card.

Luo Banghao smiled and didn't take it to heart.

The father and daughter continued to talk about business.

Cui Jing was a little helpless, and said to Yue: "I'm not sleepy at all, I want to play for a while." ”

Waiting for the moon said: "On such a hot day, if you want to play, you should be in the house, be careful that the sun will turn you into a piece of black charcoal." ”

Cui Jingshi looked back, and Zhiyue definitely wouldn't let him go back to the front room, thinking that he was afraid that he would be a "fool" and delay the father and daughter to discuss the matter.

That's it, he will always know who went to Jingzhou.