"Master Hou?" Yang Dehai then reined in and looked at Song Yisheng.

Ma Ming came again, accompanied by an angry sigh, Song Yisheng looked left and right, turned the horse's head, and followed the sound: "You go to fight the fire first, Dehai come with me." ”

Yang Dehai knew that there was a problem as soon as he heard it, and Lerma followed Song Yisheng through the alley and stopped in front of a small inn.

"What's going on with this horse today?" The fodder muttered from three meters away.

"Find someone, maybe that girl is coming to see it." The proprietress said nonchalantly.

Changning will feed Xuelang every time he comes and help him comb his mane, Xuelang has a keen sense of smell and can always smell her in advance.

But last night Changning came and went early and didn't even know the proprietress of the house, only Xuelang smelled her, but she didn't care about Xuelang, so Xuelang called Changning early this morning.

Unexpectedly, Changning didn't call, but attracted Song Yisheng, who was passing by not far away.

The sound of horses has its own characteristics, especially the descendants of famous horses like Xue Lang, and those who are familiar with it can easily distinguish its call from the neighing of the horses, not to mention that only one horse has two calls this morning.

Song Yisheng has good ears, listens to the sound and identifies the position, and finds it in the courtyard.

"Which girl?" He looked at it with a smirk.

The proprietress was feeding the chickens, and when she looked up, she said, "What girl?" Who are you looking for? ”

"I'm looking for the owner of this horse." Song Yisheng said.

"It," the proprietress rolled her eyes, "this horse was picked up by one of my guests, and she doesn't know who the owner of the horse is." ”

"Picked up? Do you know what kind of horse this is, and whose horse it is! Yang Dehai drank coldly.

Song Yisheng stood up his hand, and he bowed his head and retreated.

The two sang and harmonized, but the boss lady was stunned, "The two masters...... Be? ”

"This is my lord, Qing'an." Yang Dehai took advantage of the situation to introduce, and the proprietress suddenly shuddered.

"Hey," Song Yisheng waved his hand, looking approachable: "Please also ask the proprietress to take me to see that girl's room, is it okay?" ”

"This ......" the proprietress hesitated, but her guy Ji saw Yang Dehai touch the handle of the knife with his hand, and shouted with a sweat towel Here, please.

Song Yisheng smiled past the proprietress and followed the guy upstairs.

The door was pushed open, and Yang Dehai's knife was unsheathed.

"Although the guest officer in this room has booked a room, he has basically never lived in it." The guy nodded.

But Yang Dehai still did not close the knife.

The missing Xue Lang suddenly appeared here, even if it was not Miss Liu herself who lived in this house, it was also the remnant of the Liu family, how could he take it lightly.

Song Yisheng entered the door with a cold face, the furnishings in the house were simple, and it was clear whether there were Tibetans at a glance.

The guy laughed with him: "The two masters look slowly." ”

Yang Dehai waved his hand and closed the door, "Master Hou? ”

Song Yisheng looked around and didn't find anything abnormal, suddenly walked to the window and pushed it, and the back door of the City Defense Division appeared in front of him: "I see." ”

Yang Dehai glanced around, "Sure enough, it has something to do with Fang Qian." ”

"Being able to play tricks under my nose, this Fang Qian is not the simple-minded reckless man he seems." Song Yisheng was also angry and laughed, Yang Dehai found the hollow floor again, opened it and looked at Song Yisheng, "It's empty, Master Hou." ”

Song Yisheng frowned and strode to the bed.

The three pieces of floral cloth are neatly stacked.

Song Yisheng held the flower cloth and looked at the window, a sneer on his lips.

"Then fill it up."

……

Changning stayed in the Hou Mansion, but it was difficult to sit still.

The sky is already bright, but Song Yisheng has not returned home to take care of the Gu family and his wife, this is not his character.

She sat in the wooden room and thought to and over.

I wonder where Song Yisheng went, and whether my plan went wrong.

She rolled her eyes, called the Qiyue and Qixing sisters to give a few instructions, and casually found a picture scroll and handed it to Caiyue, asking her to arrange for two people to go to Song Yijin.

As soon as the morning dawned, the Qiyue sisters quietly "passed" by the back window of the Gu couple, and Qiyue said casually: "Master Hou hasn't come back yet, I must be afraid that I will find out that my aunt's dowry has been used up." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, there are so many treasures in the Hou Mansion, and you still need Aunt Gu to marry? I don't believe it. ”

The two maids left, but Mrs. Gu listened through a window frame.

"Hey, your Hou Mansion is amazing, the Hou Mansion will be able to take care of people's lives, my hard life." Mrs. Gu got up and started howling early in the morning.

The couple lived in the courtyard before the Gu family, not far from Song Yijin's embroidery building.

Song Yijin had been crying all night, but now he was woken up again, and he came out of the embroidery building with a fire in his belly.

"He hasn't come back yet, is he going to Chang'an together?" She was yin and yang, and on the way, she bumped into a little guy holding a picture scroll and fell.

The lid on one side of the scroll rolled down the bluestone brick to Song Yijin's feet.

She froze.

"Miss, Miss, Miss!" The little guy kowtowed and begged for mercy, and when he looked up again, Song Yijin was gone.

Du Shi didn't sleep well at night, and with this wolf howl, his brain was jumping vigorously: "Go and ask Master Hou to come back!" ”

"I'll go!" It was Song Yijin who rushed through the door.

"Mother, I'll go and get my brother back." She said.

"Okay, okay." Du Shi did not doubt that he agreed.

The guards who were originally ordered to watch and not let Song Yijin go out had no choice but to let them go after listening to Du's order.

Song Yijin was about to burst into fire in his nose, and led the horse out to the county office to ask Song Yisheng's whereabouts, and did not forget to ask the guards: "Cao Shizi, when will they move?" ”

"Let's go."

Song Yijin glanced at the sky, there was still an hour, she should be in time.

Even if she robs, she has to snatch things too.

After Song Yijin's toss, Changning also learned from the little guy who came back to report that Song Yisheng led the team to the Guannu Division to extinguish the fire.

Lead a team to extinguish fires.

She stood up on the ground, and the nearest road from the county government to the official slave department came to her mind.

The alley not far from the inn is the nearest road.

Song Yisheng grew up in Qing'an City, and he knew the big and small roads better than Changning, and if he took the small road, then it was very likely that he would pass by the inn.

Changning's fingers kept tapping on the table.

She didn't expect that Song Yisheng would give up the last chance to get closer to Cao Yu and go to the official slave department to put out the fire.

He should leave this matter to Yang Dehai.

Could it be that he thought of something and had doubts, so he would personally lead the team.

If he passes near the inn......

Changning gasped and realized what the problem was.

Snow waves!

If he finds the snow wave and touches the melon, he will definitely calculate Fang Qian in turn!

"Oops!" Changning stood up suddenly, she looked in the direction of the inn, and could almost see three pieces of flower cloth hanging on the shelf in front of the back window.

Fang Qian carried the burden on his back, and in the city defense department early in the morning, he got a handwritten letter from General Zhao to allow him to enter Chang'an to "visit relatives".

Just before he led the horse to leave, Fang Qian glanced back and suddenly became cold.

Three pieces of cloth were hung out at the same time.

Something happened to her.

Fang Qian sighed in his heart, threw down his burden and horse, and ran towards the inn like crazy.