Chapter 129: Ma Ming
"No way!" Fang Qian refused neatly.
"How can I leave you here alone, by his side."
"I still have important things to do, but Song Yisheng will not stay in Qing'an with peace of mind, and he will leave for Chang'an in a month or a few days." Changning said.
Fang Qian stared at her.
It's a big deal again.
Oh, yes.
In addition to stealing the account books in the first place, what did he do for her.
The whole thing is her planning, he is only responsible for following orders, saving a wooden kite, checking some information, what use is he there.
Why did she tell him about it?
Fang Qian lowered his head and pinched the key page, and his fiery heart gradually became cold.
Every time he thinks he is on the same side as her, he will find that she is mysterious and unattainable.
Whether she was Mo Chengyin or Mu Sheng, he couldn't get to her.
It's like a fog.
In the end, he is drifting away from her.
"The account books are with me, you come with me." He said in a low voice and led the way to his home in Qing'an County.
It's the first time I've been here.
In her previous life, Fang Qian did not appear in her memory at all, presumably Song Yisheng was in full swing at that time, and Fang Qian was powerless without her help.
This house is not big, and when you enter the courtyard, there are only two old servants who are responsible for cleaning and care.
Fang Qian's fortune is only enough for this.
They didn't alarm the servants, they went directly into the main room, and Fang Qian took out a wooden box from the wall.
"It's all here." He said, opening the box.
The account book and wooden balls that Changning had given him before were lying inside.
"This thing," Changning took out the wooden ball and looked at it in his palm, frowning slightly.
Whether in his past life or in this life, Song Yisheng didn't say a word about this wooden ball, as if it had never existed.
What the hell is this thing and what is it for?
Fang Qian looked at her as he took out the account book and put the key page on top.
"I've studied this thing, and it seems to be an ordinary wooden ball."
Changning was silent.
What Song Yisheng didn't mention was either really useless or crucial.
And it is certainly not an accident that the wooden ball appeared in the treasure house of the Song family, and it was the same status as those materials.
Changning touched the polished smooth spherical surface, and felt a trace of strangeness in his heart.
This wooden ball is so smooth and round.
"That's right!" Fang Qian showed it to Changning, and sure enough, the page fit the gap in the account book tightly.
Changning also smiled.
She reached out to retrieve the broken page, and handed another one to Fang Qian.
"What are you?" Fang Qian looked at her.
"Tomorrow Qin Wujiang and they are about to set off, you and they will go to Chang'an with this set of things to find Mrs. Qin." She said.
Fang Qian's throat moved.
It's finally the day.
However, his gaze was still on the page in Changning's hand.
Changning noticed his gaze and took the key page into his arms along with the wooden ball.
"The heart of defense is indispensable, although Taifu Qin is upright, but he is in a high position, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no eyeliner from all sides in the house, you enter Chang'an alone, it is still like this, be safe."
Fang Qian nodded.
He was unconditionally convinced of Changning's decision, not to mention that things were found by Changning.
"Be careful all the way." Changning said, stopping again, "Put on the chain mail." ”
Fang Qian nodded and watched Changning leave.
It wasn't until the girl's figure disappeared into the night that he looked down at his chest.
Under his thin regular clothes, it was the chain mail that Changning gave him.
"I've been wearing it," Fang Qian clenched his fists and laughed self-deprecatingly: "It's just you...... Never noticed. ”
He packed his bags overnight, put away the account books close to him, and waited for the next morning to leave.
On the other side, Changning returned to Qing'an Houfu by night, but he didn't see the blind thief come back for a long time.
Although she was also prepared for Song Yisheng to discover the theft of a key page in advance, the later this matter was exposed, the more advantageous.
After all, the longer time was left for Fang Qian, the safer he and the evidence would be.
Blind thieves.
Changning clasped his hands and looked out the window.
The east has turned white.
That's the light.
It's also hope.
As long as Fang Qian and Qin Wujiang and their party set off, with Cao Jiajun's companions, even Zheng Anhou would not dare to act rashly.
Changning's movements woke up the Tiens, and she looked at it and suddenly raised her head.
"Where's Chunxiao?" She called.
"She's been in the wooden room." The wooden kite rubbed her eyes and replied.
Changning was still wearing a snow-white shirt and went out.
The wooden kite hurriedly took a cloak and put it on her, it was midsummer, and the dew was wet and heavy in the morning.
When Changning entered the wooden room, she saw Chunxiao lying on the table and falling asleep, she patted Chunxiao's face: "What about the knives?" ”
"Huh?" Chunxiao's sleepy eyes were hazy, and she suddenly woke up when she looked at the table.
Changning only familiarized her with the knife during this time, she practiced all night last night, but when she opened her eyes, the knife was gone.
"Not me." Chunxiao said hurriedly, panicked in her heart.
The knives were lost, and she was the only one in the room.
How to wash this clean.
And......
Chunxiao looked up at Changning, she had never been sure what Changning was thinking.
"I know." Changning said.
Chunxiao sighed.
didn't even make it difficult for her.
Changning smiled at the corner of his mouth, continued to check, and found that there were a lot of things missing in the wooden room overnight.
"This ...... I ...... "If I was scared before, I am embarrassed by Chunxiao now."
Although Changning believed that she was not guarded and stolen.
But after all, she was the caretaker of the wooden room, and she lost so many things.
Even if the owner doesn't pursue it, she is embarrassed to shirk it.
"Miss, I'm ......"
"Alright, this wooden room, I'll find you a helper." Changning chuckled and moved the Tiens and its nest into the wooden room.
The blind thief hiding in the shadows grinds his teeth......
On the other side, Song Yisheng was relieved to see that the portrait on Yang Dehai's body was still there.
Although he also wanted to check the scrolls, the place was not suitable.
And even Yang Dehai didn't know about this matter, and he didn't want to expose it for the time being.
"Look at it, and if anyone else covets it, destroy it." Song Yisheng instructed.
This time it was Song Yijin, his own sister, Song Yisheng's subordinates showed mercy.
Yang Dehai's jaw should be.
He had sensed that the meaning of the scroll was more than just a portrait.
But he is also a human spirit, and he doesn't ask a word.
Song Yisheng was about to go back, when he saw a fire rushing into smoke, he frowned: "Where is it?" ”
Yang Dehai looked over: "It seems to be ...... Official Slave Division. ”
Song Yisheng was stunned.
It just so happened that Cao Yu and others also came out of the lobby when they heard the news.
"The official slave department walks the water."
When Cao Yu heard the report, he immediately ordered the soldiers to go to help the people of the City Defense Division carry water and put out the fire.
"Qing'an wait," he saw Song Yisheng coming, "The generals have agreed that they have been deployed according to Brother Song's strategy." ”
Song Yisheng is not arrogant, and his attitude makes people feel comfortable.
Qin Wujiang looked at Cao Yu and politely surrendered to Song Yisheng, Song Yisheng seemed to want to talk a few more words, and suddenly pouted and pulled Cao Yu's sleeve: "Let's go, we have to sleep for a while, we have to hurry when it's dawn." ”
Cao Yu smiled and said goodbye to the group.
Song Yisheng smiled, and when he turned around, he didn't smile at all.
"Go to the official slave division." He said immediately.
Unfortunately, when he led the team to gallop through an alley, there was an unusually familiar sound of horses.