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The old Zhou couple who stayed in the old house of the Leng family in Jinling were really surprised to see us go and return, and when they heard that we met the bandits on the road and lost their belongings, they were even more afraid, and even said that the golden nest and silver nest were not as good as their own grass nest, and it was better to live in Jinling with peace of mind.

I didn't have time to listen to their feelings, settled my father and A Nuan, and then pulled my legs and went to Pan Gongzi's mansion.

But he didn't want to be told by the housekeeper that Mr. Pan had the prince's permission to go back to Jiangxi Province in person.

My heart suddenly cooled in half.

For a long time, except for the fat man who took the initiative to find me, if the girl and I wanted him, it was through the channel of Pan Gongzi. And this channel has always been stable and worry-free, but it suddenly blocked, which made me at a loss.

What kind of way can I think of to sneak into the palace? I have been patrolling the outer walls of the huge palace for a long time, trying to meet a familiar person, but I have no choice but to come out and enter, all of them are unfamiliar faces.

I used to think that I was just a stone's throw away from the people inside the walls, but now it seems that I am overestimating myself.

The road of my search for the prince will not work, so I can only hope that Shang Ke will report to the Caoyun Yamen.

However, when they met at the agreed teahouse the next day, Brother Shang was unexpectedly depressed.

"Brother Bai Xian, it's not that I can't trust you......" Brother Shang obviously had a fire in his heart, but he felt that he was really embarrassed to do something in the face of a weak scholar like me, "But what you said, I'm afraid it's just a false and groundless thing." ”

"How is that possible?!" I was amazed by his attitude, "What I have seen with my own eyes will never be nothing!" ”

"However, early this morning, the Japanese tributary merchant ships arrived in Jinling, and as soon as they landed, they were stopped by the people of the Caoyun Yamen, and they searched up and down inside and out, and there was nothing else except the Japanese swords, armor, animal skins, lacquerware and other tributes recorded on their tribute table."

"Really?" I couldn't help but widen my eyes.

"I was at the scene at the time, and I was afraid that there was something missing, so I went down to the storage warehouse you mentioned to check it out......"

"What's in there?"

"It's empty."

I was really shocked: I saw with my own eyes, how did the wooden boxes and the contents of the wooden boxes evaporate overnight?

Quite unscientific......

I was looking down and thinking, but I heard Brother Shang complain faintly: "Brother Xian, you have a cup of bow and snake shadow, but you have hurt my brother so badly!" fell into the crime of lying about the military situation, and was scolded by Shangguan. If it weren't for my brother, I would have been quite popular in Caoyun Yamen, and someone would intercede for me, but I was afraid that I would have to go back to my hometown to fish this time. ”

I felt that I couldn't live with Brother Shang, and I had to confess again and again. Sending away the grieving Shang Ke, I was alone, slowly pacing on the way home, thinking about the "magic magic" of the Japanese people.

I am very skeptical about the status of these Japanese samurai as diplomatic envoys. According to the historical analysis of the previous life, Japan at this time was in the Warring States Period, and the status of the samurai was respected, but it was really unreasonable to pay tribute to the Celestial Empire and send envoys not to civil ministers, but a group of samurai who did not even understand Chinese.

However, if this group of samurai was not really a Japanese envoy, why did they have a full set of envoy documents and tributary tables?

If these documents are forged, then even the tribute must be forged, and the cost of counterfeiting is too high.

Who are they?

A cold night breeze blew, faintly sending bursts of piano and flute music, I heard the sound and looked up, only to find that unconsciously, I walked to the bank of the Qinhuai River again.

is so familiar with the door, it seems that girl, I am really a regular guest of Qinlou Chu Pavilion. I couldn't help but laugh at myself.

I remember that I once promised a certain wolf that I would never set foot in this place of fireworks again, and now the promise that I will never be able to fulfill, and the people I will never see again, have all flowed eastward with the cold water of this river, and have become memories that I can't keep in my life.

I sneered bitterly in the bottom of my heart and turned around to go home on a different path.

Unexpectedly, life is not peaceful everywhere, and you can always meet unexpected people in inadvertent places.

I subconsciously dodged and hid behind a green wall, quietly watching a group of people in black cloaks stream through the alley next to me. The leader is a clear figure, with a solemn complexion, and the wind under his feet rolls up a cloud of dust, just like the aura of the boss of the old boy in the previous life, powerful and arrogant.

Then, this group of "old boys" turned around and hurried away in the direction of the bright lights.

In vain, I looked at their backs and slandered fiercely: these lewd men in the Japanese country have to pretend to be forced to this extent when they go to a green building.

But his mind moved, and he quietly followed.

"Childe, you haven't been here for a while!" In front of the hairpin hall, the little man greeted him with a familiar face.

I had to say hello to him and casually asked, "Miss Liu Ying'er is here?" ”

"In! I often talk about my son, but I have a heart for you. The little girl smiled all over his face, but he showed a difficult look, "It's just that Miss Liu Ying'er won't be able to accompany you today." Just now, a group of Japanese people entered our hairpin hall, and I heard the bustard's mother call the girl Liu Ying to sing a song. ”

Xiao Qi sighed again, "It would be good if Gongzi came one step earlier, we Liu Ying have always liked Gongzi as a handsome benefactor, and hated those reckless men who kill talents, and this time we have to be angry with the bustard's mother." ”

I smiled deliberately: "Yes, that son, let's go see her." ”

When I came to the door of Liu Ying's boudoir, I heard a voice like a warbler crying in the house, but the tone was full of fire: "How can these Japanese people come to the door again?" You can't just go and tell my mother, I have a cold and a splitting headache today, and I really can't treat guests......"

Then I heard another voice persuade me: "The girl should be patient, those Japanese people are very generous, and my mother has always been a distinguished guest." This time, if you resented her intentions, she would punish you again. ”

The word "again" in Liu Ying's mouth made my heart move, so I pushed the door and walked in: "Miss Liu Ying, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

The goose-yellow willow warbler was served by the maid, reluctantly grooming her makeup, and when she saw my sudden visit, a look of surprise turned in her eyes, and then she smiled and said, "Could it be that the son is the reincarnation of Qihuang Xianguan?" When I visited the slave family when I had a headache, I came to send a panacea to the slave family? ”

"I dare not say a panacea." I looked at her and smiled, "But my son may be able to find a way to relieve the girl's headache." ”

Liu Ying made a clear gesture, ordered the maid to retreat and cover the door, lowered her head and drank the hot soup, and said leisurely: "I don't know why the girl came this time?" ”

Seeing that I was really surprised, she smiled instead: "You have come here three times and twice, although you pretend to be a gentleman, you have never been close to me. If it weren't for the fact that my willow warbler was not charming enough, it would only mean ...... You're not a real man. ”

I was speechless: there was nothing wrong with this logic, so I had to praise her: "Miss Liu Ying is wise, and she is really wise." ”

"It's a pity that I am also a woman, and I can only be a canary in a cage for others to enjoy; And you, but you can walk the rivers and lakes in men's clothes and do what you want to do, how chic and happy, I sincerely envy you. She sighed lightly, "What kind of case is the girl coming for this time?" ”

I simply went straight to the point: "I just listened to the girl's meaning, isn't it the first time that these Japanese people have come to the hairpin hall?" ”

She bowed her head, "In the past six months, I have been here two or three times, but the first two times there were not so many people." ”

"They come to the hairpin hall except for drinking and having fun, but what else do they do?"

"What else can I do when I come to Qinglou?" Liu Ying couldn't help complaining as she spoke, "These Japanese men were sitting on elm pimples at first, and you can see it after a few jars of wine...... It's like a beast! ”

She was complaining, but she heard the voice of Liu Ying's maid urging from outside the door: "Girl, hurry up, mother is urging again." ”

Liu Ying replied impatiently, "I know", still with a reluctant look, and I suddenly thought about it.

In the warm pavilion on the second floor of the hairpin hall, a group of Japanese warriors were eating and drinking accompanied by a few Qing people.

I had a little joy in my heart: it turned out that the girl I dressed up seriously, and she still had a bit of a star look.

deliberately slowed down, slowly walked to the center of the warm pavilion, and bowed down to make a blessing to everyone, but his eyes swept over the faces of the warriors one by one.

I was a little disappointed in my heart: all of them were familiar faces, and there were no people.

My eyes fell on the main seat, and Oriha-kun, who was sitting idly, was reaching out and pushing away the wine glass handed to his mouth by the Qingqi people beside him, and a pair of eagle-like eyes stared at me, motionless.

I don't know if I'm wrong, but I feel a fleeting surprise in his eyes.

I was stared at by him like a thorn in the back, and quickly lowered my head, knocked on the red tooth sandalwood board with my hand, and spoke in the sound of the musician's silk bamboo.

Fortunately, in my elementary school music class, I learned a Japanese folk song called "Cherry Blossoms".

After singing the song, probably because they felt that it was not easy to hear the local sound in a foreign country, the Japanese warriors gave very sincere and warm applause.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief: the tune of this piece is so simple, I don't go out of tune much. Speaking of which, girl, from my previous life to this life, singing can win praise, which is really commendable.

But I am as modest and cautious as I am, and I know how to accept it when I see it, and I didn't find any suspicious people left and right, so I was about to bow and retreat, but the samurai of the Japanese country were in an unfinished uproar. The black fat samurai, who knew a little Chinese, even stopped me drunk and smiled: "One more!" One more! ”

I swallowed my saliva secretly: another one, I'm really afraid that you won't be able to bear it.

However, today's warm pavilion is like a thief ship that day, it is easy to go up and difficult to get down, and I am worried that being too stubborn will lead to suspicion, so I have to obediently return to the center of the field after weighing it again and again.

After singing the song, I consciously ran to the country of Wa and ran back, but the audience applauded again, and I was a little confused.