Yang Yucheng said respectfully: "Miss Fu is in charge of orders!" ”

"Didn't Yang Gongzi charter a courtyard at the Xisheng Inn?" Fu Tingyun looked at Yang Yucheng with a smile, "Please Yang Gongzi and your Sanfu and Shizhu brothers why don't you go to the Xisheng Inn to live!" ”

"What?" Yang Yucheng looked at Fu Tingyun in surprise.

Fu Tingyun nodded and asked him, "Why does Yang Gongzi think that Mo Yi will put the Ninth Master in danger?" ”

Yang Yucheng frowned slightly: "Naturally, the ninth master saw something that shouldn't be seen and was unwilling to take refuge in the sixteenth master." ”

"If the Ninth Master takes refuge in the Sixteenth Master, will there be no danger?" Fu Tingyun said with a smile.

Yang Yucheng didn't make a sound, his brows frowned even tighter, obviously disapproving of Fu Tingyun's words.

"I heard Ah Sen say that you were originally going to Jiangnan. Although I don't know why you want to go to Jiangnan, presumably this is the wish of the Ninth Master all along, to take refuge in the Sixteenth Master and go to Jiangnan, you all believe that the Ninth Master will definitely choose to go to Jiangnan, so I feel that it is a dead end between the Ninth Master and the Sixteenth Master. Fu Tingyun said with a straight face, "So I want to invite you to live at the Xisheng Inn, be with the Ninth Master, and let the Ninth Master know that you are willing to live and die with him." She said and sighed, "The Ninth Master is a person who values love and righteousness, he can not want his own life, but he will not want his brother's life." This is also a way that there is no way, only in this way can the Ninth Master change his mind. Then he smiled, "I don't think you are even afraid of death, let alone facing Mo Yi and the others with the Ninth Master, right?" ”

"I understand what Miss Fu means." Yang Yucheng said, "I also thought about moving to the inn to live. He hesitated a little, "But what if the Ninth Master ...... Isn't there no chance of escape? "It looks like it's a matter of gain and loss.

This is the so-called care is chaos!

They were accustomed to obeying Zhao Lingyan. Zhao Ling objected, Yang Yucheng obviously knew that there was another possibility, but he couldn't be sure.

"Could it be that if you hide in the shadows, you will definitely be able to help the Ninth Master get out of trouble? I can't see it! Fu Tingyun said, "Instead of this, it is better to live directly at the Xisheng Inn and ask the Ninth Master to change his mind." If the Ninth Master does not agree, you will take the name of the Sixteenth Master and vote for the Ninth Master to Wu Xin, the governor of the Shaanxi Metropolitan Division. Her tone was firm and resolute, "It doesn't matter if you impress the Ninth Master with brotherly affection, or forcibly let the Ninth Master take refuge in the Sixteenth Master." The Ninth Master must be made to change his mind. It's better than that after you secretly help Jiu Ye get out of trouble, Jiu Ye will face the pursuit of Yingchuan Hou and others and wait for them to be wanted on trumped-up charges. What's more, you don't need to make up 'trumped-up' charges when you sell illicit salt! ”

"This ......," Yang Yucheng listened as sweat beaded from his forehead.

He probably never thought of forcing Zhao Ling to change his mind!

Fu Tingyun thought and said, "The ancients said, A Yi Qu followed. Trapping relatives for injustice is for unfilial piety. Parents are still like this, not to mention the ninth master. ”

Yang Yucheng's expression was embarrassed.

"Are you afraid that the Ninth Master will blame!" Fu Tingyun sighed lightly. "If the Ninth Master is to blame, Yang Gongzi will say that it is my idea." She said, lowering her eyes, "Just let the Ninth Master complain about me." ”

Yang Yucheng looked at Fu Tingyun's pale and helpless face. Slightly moved.

He took a deep breath: "Good! Resolutely, "Then we'll move to the Xisheng Inn." ”

Fu Tingyun raised his head. A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

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The first quarter moon bent like a bow, hanging silently in the blue-gray sky, and in the distance, a few stars.

Zhao Ling opened his eyes, a pair of eyes shining, in the dark, like a leopard ready to attack, looking at the shadow of the tiptoeing cat gently turning things in his chamber.

"What are you looking for?" He spoke suddenly, his voice steady and calm, echoing in the chamber where the pins could be heard.

The figure suddenly froze there like a silhouette.

There was a sudden light in the wing.

On the large round table in the middle of the room, the octagonal oil lamp suddenly lit up. Shine on a face with clear eyebrows.

Ah Sen's face flushed, and he muttered, "I, I...... It's Miss Fu...... No. It's Brother Yucheng...... Let me come......" I didn't know what he was talking about for a long time.

Yang Yucheng has been living there for three days. Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, they have not made any progress at all. Fu Tingyun had no choice but to ask Ah Sen to come over: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is a family reunion." They might choose to do it before this so they can have a good holiday. You have to get the name tag before that. "It's just that Zhao Ling has been lying in bed every day since Fu Tingyun left, and Yang Yucheng has no chance to start. Thinking of Ah Sen, who is small, and has been serving Zhao Ling closely, he is very familiar with Zhao Ling's things, so he put some soothing things in Zhao Ling's medicine, and asked Ah Sen to find a famous sticker at night.

Zhao Ling took out something from the pillow and showed it to Asen: "Are you looking for this?" ”

In the dim light, the red bronzing sticker shines brightly and shines with golden light.

"I, I'm ......" He stumbled and knelt in front of Zhao Ling, "Ninth Master ......" tears fell, and he lowered his head in shame and shame, and didn't dare to look at Zhao Ling.

"You go and call Yucheng!" Zhao Ling instructed Ah Sen.

"Yes!" Asen was like a frosted eggplant, bowing his head and going out.

Zhao Ling took a long breath, looked at the beam above his head, and laughed silently as if he thought of something funny.

The footsteps at the doorway lingered.

Zhao Ling smiled: "Come in!" The voice was calm and indifferent, but it made Yang Yucheng's heart tremble.

"Yes!" Yang Yucheng cowered and walked in.

Zhao Ling got up and leaned against the head of the bed.

The red and gilded name stickers were casually thrown on the side of the bed, but Yang Yucheng didn't dare to look at it.

"I'm older, I've seen more, and I've had more ideas." Zhao Ling looked at him and said lightly, "The stealing came to my house." ”

Yang Yucheng's legs were like sifting chaff, and he forced a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Am I not for the ninth master?" Why can't you be like a dead minister and trap the lord in injustice! ”

What do you understand nonsense.

Zhao Ling muttered in his heart, but the expression on his face was faint: "Early tomorrow morning, you will pack up your things and go to Yangliu Lane with Sanfu and Shizhu!" ”

"Ninth Master!" Yang Yucheng's face turned white.

Wouldn't it be a trip in vain to go back like this?

"This is Xi'an Mansion, where the Shaanxi Political Division, the Pressing Division, and the Yamen are all commanded." Zhao Ling's tone was a little careless and careless, "Mo Yi, they just have to do it, they don't care about the three divisions, they also have to worry about the Metropolitan Procuratorate, it's not so easy." If nothing else, I'll do it by guarding this house. He added, "If you have to shop around for something, how can they know how much we are worth!" ”

"Ninth Master!" Yang Yucheng looked at Zhao Ling in shock.

"Alright, let's go to sleep!" Zhao Ling said. "Three watches in the middle of the night, the noise makes people uneasy." As he spoke, he lay down, "By the way, you go and get me a Longquan sword." Then he muttered. I've only recovered half of my strength now, so it's better not to mess with my real strength. ”

Yang Yucheng came back to his senses at this time.

"Ninth Master, are you telling the truth?" His face was full of surprise. "I, I heard you right!"

Zhao Ling closed his eyes.

Yang Yucheng smirked and jumped up: "I, I'm going to get a Longquan Sword for the Ninth Master." Then he ran out in a puff of smoke.

Arsen poked his head out of the doorway.

Zhao Ling beckoned to him: "You go back and talk to Miss Fu, let her stay there for the Mid-Autumn Festival." Don't think about it all day! ”

Ah Sen had been eavesdropping outside, and Zhao Ling hadn't avoided him. He already knew what was going on in the house, his face was flushed, his eyes were shining, his excitement was overflowing, and he happily shouted "yes": "I'll go and tell Miss Fu to go!" "Turn around and leave.

"Come back!" Zhao Ling said sharply, "When is this, what are you running around." ”

At this time, there was already a curfew in the city.

Ah Sen came back, looking at Zhao Ling's smirk, and the unspeakable fast words between his eyebrows. Let Zhao Ling look at it and show a slight smile. Ah Sen's courage was even greater, he lay on the side of Zhao Ling's bed, and said, "Miss Fu is worried these days. Although I talked and laughed with Mrs. Lu every day, I turned around. Her brows furrowed, she ate very little, she lost weight, and once, I saw her secretly lying on the bed crying. If I go back and tell Miss Fu, she will die of joy. ”

"What life and death!" Zhao Ling scolded him gently, his smiling eyes shining like stars in the light, "Who did you learn this from?" Miss Fu? ”

"No, no." Arsen waved his hand repeatedly. This time, thanks to Miss Fu, Jiu Ye must be very unhappy in his heart, but he can't make Jiu Ye angry anymore. "I said the wrong thing myself!"

Zhao Ling looked at him and said lukewarmly: "It seems that not only Yucheng is obedient to her, but you are also quite protective of her!" There was an inexplicable look in his dark eyes.

Asen was stunned.

Zhao Ling closed his eyes again.

Ah Sen didn't dare to move, and after listening to Zhao Ling's breathing becoming long and even, he retreated lightly and closed the door carefully.

Although it was light, it sounded in Zhao Ling's ears, and the footsteps were like drums and rushed away in the courtyard.

He smiled slightly.

The little guy couldn't help but run to report to Miss Fu Jiajiu.

I don't know what kind of expression she will have when she hears that she has changed her mind!

Zhao Ling suddenly wanted to see it.

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"Really, really, really!" Fu Tingyun turned around the room excitedly, "Did the Ninth Master really say that?" There was a smile on his face, but tears couldn't stop pouring out.

"Hmm!" Ah Sen was also overjoyed, and nodded heavily, "Brother Yucheng has already gone to help Jiu Ye get the Longquan Sword!" ”

"Get it, get it!" Fu Tingyun said, "Is the Longquan Sword okay?" Is there any other better sword? If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. This is not to be sloppy. Otherwise, let Zheng San run errands with Yang Gongzi - Zheng San is very familiar with Xi'an Mansion. As he spoke, the person suddenly stood still, his face confused, "No, why did the Ninth Master change his mind so quickly?" What he said is true or false! It can't fool us, right? ”

"No, it won't!" Ah Sen looked at Fu Tingyun in astonishment, "Why did the Ninth Master fool us!" ”

Fu Tingyun pulled Ah Sen to sit down: "Then tell me, why did the Ninth Master go to Jiangnan?" ”

She looked at Arsen with a smile, a hint of cunning flashing in her eyes.

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A little note about the essence sticker.

Because of my work, the online time is very unstable, sometimes the essence is added halfway, there is work or housework, so I have to put it down first, if there is any misunderstanding, I apologize to everyone here. For the sisters who have written reviews, I will try to give you the best of my ability.

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