The stars are far away in the autumn night, and the frogs in the fields in the pond are sounding.

On the edge of the lotus pond that reflects the starry moonlight, there is a unique blue-tiled house, there is no courtyard in front of the house, only a row of low hedges, a thatched eaves gate, and a plaque made of log cutting hangs on the door, which is not painted and not cut out of shape, which is natural in taste. On the plaque are two large characters with flowing strokes, meditating.

On the other side of the lotus pond, under the old willow tree, a pedestrian was resting there. He was leaning against a tree, his expression was laid-back, his eyes were lightly closed, and he looked like he was taking a nap.

If you get closer, you will see that this person's eyes actually have a thin slit. The light that emerged from the cracks in the eyes was not on the goods on the side, nor in the shadow of the lotus pond, in the autumn colors, but on the houses on the opposite side of the lotus pond.

Half an hour ago, Xiao Peixi walked into one of the rooms with her big girl Miyin. After a while, Miyin walked out alone.

The moonlight is like water, and this huge piece of Zhuangzi is lightly caged. The wind is cool and cool, shaking the grass and trees, and there are constantly leaves falling in the wind.

In the distance, someone hurried in with a lantern and pushed the door into the room.

From a distance, you can't see the person's appearance clearly, but the cloak on the person's body is really special, especially even if the moon is hazy, you can recognize it at a glance.

The footman opened his eyes wide, and repeatedly confirmed that on the cloak, there was indeed a layer of faint soft light like a moon, like a pearl.

It was a long-lost dyeing method.

There is only one surviving night brocade. Five years ago, the warehouse of Bianliang Yongan pawnshop was flooded, and the brocade was found when the warehouse was tidying up. accidentally found a treasure, and the pawnshop shopkeeper was not willing to waste half a moment. He asked the guys to dig through the accounts for sixty years, and only then did he find the ticket back of the dazzling night brocade.

Sixty years, early death.

The shopkeeper immediately spread the news and auctioned the night brocade. At that time, it attracted countless officials and wealthy people to bid. was finally bought by Feng Qingcheng. And after he bought the only one in the world, he made a cloak.

He bought it during the day, and wore it for a feast in the evening—that's why he made the night brocade into a cloak. Only when you make clothes can you show off naturally and freely, and when the clothes are simple in style, the cloak is the most time-saving to make.

Because of that incident, Fengqing City's reputation overshadowed a group of Xiaolang gentlemen who were committed to eating, drinking, and playing in one fell swoop, and established his status as the No. 1 gentleman in Bianjing.

The merchant picked up the load of goods and walked along the road around the lotus pond. As he walked to the rooms, he noticed the footprints on the ground. His eyes were so good that he could determine the size of the footprints with just those two eyes.

He pretended to look at the room where the only candle was lit. It just so happened that a figure was reflected on the window paper. The hairpin on that person's head has a very special shape, and only that one has one in Manbianjing.

There was a hint of relaxation in the Footman's eyes, and his steps became brisk.

When he had gone far, the merchant pretended to be tired, stopped by a haystack, and rested.

Time passed, and the relaxation in the eyes of the foot merchant became more and more magnified. He smiled, got up from the haystack, and left the village.

Soon after he left, Miyin took the two little girls and walked back to the room with soup and refreshments.

The location of the grange in Dingbei Hou Mansion is very good, and there are some granges in Beppu around it, one after another, one after another. When he finally walked out of the connected grange, the merchant looked left and right, and then on tiptoe, as light and swift as a swift through the forest, swept through the night wind without a momentary movement, and volleyed away.

He ran all the way, and finally stopped in front of a small temple outside Bianliang City.

This is a land temple, and the small one has only one temple blessing. A courtyard and a hall in front receive pilgrims, and a square small room in the back is the residence of the temple.

The room was small, but there were already four people inside.

An old man sitting cross-legged looked at the temple blessing; One was dressed in a Confucian shirt with an indifferent expression; A woman dressed as a Taoist aunt and drinking tea with her eyes down; A person who is dressed as a monk, but behaves in a way that is clearly not a monk.

The man dressed as a monk was whispering how he had tripped Wan Wan and how he had made Wan Wan have to return early the next morning.

After he finished speaking, the Confucian man spoke, "How? ”

The man in the shirt didn't call his name or turn his head, and he didn't even change his movements, but the footman knew he was asking himself. After saying "it is done", he talked about the details in detail.

When he had finished speaking, the man in the Confucian shirt sent back the merchant and the man dressed as a monk. He and the old man were the only ones left in the room.

From beginning to end, the old man didn't make a sound, his eyelids drooped, and he didn't want to speak.

The Confucian shirt man knew that the old man still felt that he was acting rashly. He didn't know it was presumptuous, but they didn't have a better choice right now.

It is imperative to get the Four Door Order.

The man closed his eyes and went over and over in his head the plan for tomorrow several times.

Everything is going well today, just waiting for Ming Wanwan and Feng Qingcheng to have a gap. At that time, she will continue to make Ji Ling "know" some things "unintentionally", so that she and Zhao Zijing will completely turn their faces. After that, I met him by chance.

How to make Wan Wan not return to the north but walk with him is the top priority of this series of plans.

The Confucian man repeatedly confirmed that nothing was missing, and after drinking a bowl of soothing soup, he said to the old man, "Wake me up at the right time." ”

The old man raised his eyelids slightly, and a syllable came out of his throat to show his response.

The man in the Confucian shirt folded his clothes and lay down, quickly emptying his brain and falling asleep. Tomorrow is key, and he has to rest well.

In the cool night, the wind blew through the wilderness and blew through the manor, and gradually lost its strength to the buildings and trees.

In the Zhuangzi of the Dingbei Hou Mansion, in the houses by the lotus pond.

Xiao Peixi pointed out all the places in the accounts that needed to be checked. The ledger on the table was divided into two stacks, one of which was perfectly fine, and the other that needed to be checked and questioned.

Feng Qingxun looked at the accounts divided into two stacks, and then looked at Xiao Peixi, half surprised and half confused: "You called me here for this?" ”

Xiao Peixi nodded and said, "I want to do something for Brother Yi." ”

The confusion in Feng Qingxun's eyes faded, and the remaining accidents quickly expanded. He looked at Xiao Peixi in a daze, and after a long while, the corners of his lips curled into a cautious surprise. Many words poured out of his heart, but he opened his mouth but could not say anything.

In the past half of the day, Xiao Peixi did not speak. She saw Feng Qingxun looking at herself in a daze, so she lowered her head slightly and put the purse on her waist in her hand and played with it.

The atmosphere in the room was a little strange for a while.

Feng Qingxun coughed lightly and picked up the teacup, wanting to relieve the inexplicable atmosphere by drinking tea. was embarrassed to find that there was no tea in the teacup.

Noticing this situation, Miyin, who is a girl, is even more embarrassed. She hurriedly picked up the teapot to store water to make up for her work mistakes, but her eyes kept glancing at Feng Qingxun.

Not a delusion!

The third master, who has always been known for his intelligence, is indeed a stupid face at the moment.