"Sister, how much money does it cost to buy these things?"

"Not worth a few bucks......"

"The material of this dress is so slippery, and the color is so fresh, which makes my sister break the ...... again"

"Deduct from your wages?"

“…… Oh. ”

"Teasing you. Fools, for you. ”

In the wax moon, the sky cooled down again.

There was a charcoal stove burning in the house of Xin Yi's family, and the fiery red charcoal fire reflected a few childish and young faces, which were warm.

The three children were playing, Xiang Ling and his lover were cleaning up the ingredients and supplies brought back by Xin Yi, and took new clothes to try, their little faces were red and bright, and joy jumped between their eyebrows.

The laughter came far and wide.

Next door, Liu was lying on the bed, so angry that he couldn't speak.

She picked out the belly of the whole family to save a sum of money, and paid all the belly money of the happy woman to the loser, and she didn't dare to cry in front of Zhang Zhengxiang, she hated Xin Yi in her heart.

Every laugh of the Xin Yi family was like a slap in the face of the Liu family.

She hated it, and spat and took one bite at a time.

It didn't take long for the smell of boiled lard to waft over......

Xin Yi rarely had the opportunity to cook, so he specially bought some ingredients and came back today, wanting to try to make a few hometown dishes that he had been hungry for a long time.

After coming to Bianjing for so long, what she is not used to the most is food.

She boiled a jar of lard, then cut the chicken into diced chickens, added green onions and ginger to marinate them, fished a few slices of sauerkraut in the jar of Uncle Zhang's house, made a sauerkraut chicken, chopped the meat filling, made meatballs, boiled the oil residue and green vegetables together, and adjusted a simple dipping sauce......

I tasted it and almost swallowed my tongue.

Sure enough, the most fragrant thing is the stuff I made......

As soon as the hot sauerkraut chicken came out of the pot, there was a sound outside the courtyard.

"Is Little Lady Zhang at home?"

Xin Yi was excited, motioned to his lover to come and see the fire, wiped his hands and walked out, opened the gate of the wooden fence, and looked at Duan Sui, who was a lot taller than her.

"Guards Duan have something to do with me?"

Duan Sui sniffed, and his stomach grunted.

"What's good to eat at home? It smells so good! ”

Xin Yi looked at him suspiciously, "Duan guard? If you're okay, I'm going to eat. ”

Seeing that she was about to close the door, Duan Sui hurriedly reached out to stop her, "Don't don't, there's something serious, something big, something important—"

He said with a hippie smile on his face, pulling out an envelope.

"The ninth master gave it, take it."

Xin Yi glanced at the envelope, the fine paper, depicted with hot golden auspicious clouds and blooming peonies, and the end was elegant.

She took it silently, did not open the package, but leaned to the tip of her nose and sniffed, "This...... With cloves, sandalwood, jamanson, tonka each half and two, a little brain, fennel half a penny slightly fried, you can make ......"

With that, she handed the envelope back to Duan Sui.

"It's a nice incense, and it's just right to use as stationery."

Duan Sui was stunned for a long time and burst out laughing.

"Who asked you this? There is a poetry meeting in Ming'er Daxiangguo Temple, and the king of our family asked you to go with him, this is the post of the poetry club...... Grab it! ”

Poetry Club?

Fu Jiuqu invited her?

Xin Yi smiled.

"Is your ninth master's eyes okay? Am I like someone who can make poetry? ”

A weird smile tugged at the corner of Duan Sui's mouth, "I don't think so." The king of the county wants you to take the two little Langjun to see and see, and the two little Langjun will still go to school to understand poetry and literature in the future......"

Xin Yi: "I have something to do tomorrow." ”

She refused simply, and seeing Duan Sui's stunned face, she took the envelope and smiled, "But in order to thank the county king for his kindness, I still give a poem, and I bother Duan to bring it back." ”

After a deep sigh, Xin Yi said: "I want to rise to the sky, I want to cross the water without a bridge, I want to go up the mountain and the road is dangerous, I want to draw the well and the spring away." The more people are green, and the independent sand side is green. Ziyan flew west to send books, where did Baiyun meet visitors. ”

Duan Sui scratched his head and followed along.

"The poems you made?"

Xin Yi smiled, "Yes, I did." ”

Duan Sui snorted, squinted at her, and clearly refused to believe it.

"What does this poem mean?"

"Your ninth master understands."

Xin Yi smiled and turned back to Xiang Ling, "Go get a food box, put the oil residue we boiled, sprinkle it with sugar powder, and let the Duan guards take it back, and give the county king a taste of the people's homely taste......"

Duan Sui's mouth was slightly open, and it took a while to close.

"Thank you!"

The sound of horses' hooves faded away.

Liu, who was lying by the window next door and listening, gritted his teeth and retracted and smacked.

"Little, I'm sorry!"

……

Xin Yi came back with the letter, and the three children were sitting honestly waiting for her, and the dishes on the table were set, and they didn't move.

"Eat. Why not eat it? It's time to cool down in a while. ”

"Waiting for you." Sannian glanced at her obediently, and pouted again, "I'm going to go to the poetry club with you tomorrow." I will also go to school in the future, and I will be proficient in poetry and literature......"

Ernian: "I'm going too." ”

Yi Nian was silent, and his eyes were very complicated when he looked at Xin Yi.

Xin Yi touched Sannian's head, sat down and picked up chopsticks, and sandwiched a diced chicken for her.

"Who said I'm going to the poetry club?"

Sannian looked at her stubbornly, "I heard it just now, Uncle Fu invited you to go, and asked you to bring your eldest brother and second brother...... Mother, Sanbao also wants to go. ”

A small hand slowly dragged Xin Yi's sleeve, shaking and shaking.

"Mother......

Xin Yi couldn't cry or laugh, knowing that this child was very coquettish, and he would be energetic when he gave some sunshine, so he had to pull down his face and stare at her.

"Eat. As for adults, children do not have many mouths. ”

How could Fu Jiuqu ask her to go to a poetry club at this time? Isn't such a romantic thing the way in which the merry boy and the amorous lady in the ancient books fell in love?

Xin Yi had just seen it, and it was indeed a post in the envelope.

Since Fu Jiuqu will not really ask her to go to the poetry club, then this post has another meaning......

However, no matter what, she has to go to the Medicine King Tower. The two had an agreement in advance, hoping that Fu Jiuqu could understand what she meant and cooperate tacitly.

"Sister." Xiang Ling sat down after serving the meal, and suddenly said: "There seem to be more fresh faces in the village. ”

Xin Yi looked up at her: "Really?" ”

Xiang Ling nodded, and gestured to his beloved, "Tell my sister quickly." ”

The benevolent said: "I went to the field to pull weeds in the morning, and I saw two tall Lang Jun, whose faces were very raw. ”

Xin Yi's voice turned cold, "Where did they go?" ”

The lover shook his head, "They walked up the canal, and after a while, they were gone. Sister, I saw that they were carrying knives. ”

Xin Yi ate slowly, and his expression did not change.

"Tonight, tie the door. Go back and ask the uncle which house has puppies, and take two of them back to see the house. ”

Xiang Ling and the lover nodded in unison, and the three little ones were already excited, thinking of the names of the puppies they had not yet met......

Xin Yi lowered his eyes, and the speed of eating slowed down significantly.

.....

When it was dark, the temperature plummeted, and the first heavy snow since the beginning of winter fell in Bianjing, and the snowflakes were fluttering one after another, swaying a miserable white world.

The nighthawk's mournful cry pierced the palace walls.

The bustling Bianjing City is as bright as ever.

What Xin Yi didn't know was that not only Fu Jiuqu received a secret letter, but also two other letters with similar contents were presented to the desks of Cao Yi, the front secretary of the palace, and Zhang Yaozhuo of Kaifeng Mansion at the same time.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

This night, Xin Yi slept unprecedentedly well, and slept until dawn without a dream. When he opened his eyes, his lover had already made breakfast, and the three little ones, under the leadership of Xiang Ling, took a jar to collect snow in the courtyard.

Xin Yi stretched out under the eaves.

The snow had stopped, the earth was still asleep, and the sky was dark.

Yaowang Pagoda is said to be in the north of Zhangjia Village, but in fact, there is still a long distance from here.

Xin Yi didn't delay, ate something, and called his lover and Xiangling to the room to explain some things to them.

The two little girls watched her insert a sharp knife into her waist and tie it up, so nervous that her voice changed.

"Sister, that ruined tower has been dilapidated for a long time, and few people usually go there. According to my mother, after being struck by lightning, she is often haunted...... In the past, there were people who did not believe in evil and wanted to go in and steal money and treasure, but those who went in did not come out. Sister, do you really want to go alone? ”

"Let your lover go with you."

"Not necessarily." Xin Yi's eyes were silent, and he winked playfully and smiled, "No one can do it for me what I should face." ”

Fate has brought her here, and in the face of such a strange case, she must uncover the truth with her own hands. She can't avoid coming. If this is the mission she crosses, then she chooses to face ...... Anyway, this is a world of paper people, and if you really lose your life, maybe you will go back.

"Sister, don't go, we're afraid ......"

Xin Yi hooked his lips and smiled, took out the post from his arms, and handed it to his beloved.

"If I don't return tonight, you will take the three little ones to find the king of Guangling County tomorrow."

Xiang Ling was about to cry, "Sister." ”

The lover also eagerly grabbed Xin Yi's hand, "Sister, you must come back, we will wait for you at home." ”

Xin Yi nodded, didn't say much, scooped up the back basket on the ground, and strode away like a normal person going out to collect medicine.