"Am I not wronged?" Cao Yi smiled lowly, looking inexplicably lonely, "I obviously suffered it for you." All the good things are yours, and all the bad things are mine......"

Fu Jiuqu looked at him deeply, teased the tail of his eyes, and smiled meaningfully.

"Now that the palace gate has been locked, why is Fukang missing?"

Cao Yi sighed, "The official family has interrogated, and it was several palace maids who colluded to hide it for the princess." The man went out before the key was given, and changed into the clothes of the little yellow door......"

With that, he glanced at Fu Jiuqu.

"When you go to see the official family now, you will have to suffer a beating."

The person in charge of guarding the palace gate is the Imperial City Division.

Cao Yi smiled bitterly, "I advise you, don't feel uncomfortable looking for it, it's better to find someone immediately and get the eldest princess back." ”

When Cao Yi spoke, Fu Jiuqu did not move, and listened patiently rarely.

Cao Yizheng felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, and was about to ask each other, but saw Fu Jiuqu pressing the waist knife hard, turning around and striding away.

"Heavy Building?!"

Cao Yi wanted to call, but the person was gone.

He lowered his hand and thought, "Tabloids? What tabloids? ”

……·

The morning market next to Daxiangguoji Temple is very lively.

The vendors who got up early to buy and sell, ox carts, donkey carts, and burdens were placed in an orderly manner.

Today's clamor was mixed with a hint of excitement.

"Tabloids, tabloids!"

"The rivers and lakes are all knowledgeable, and they know the affairs of the world."

"News! Big news! ”

Therefore, it is called news. The tabloids are full of stories about the government and the opposition, all kinds of news emerge in an endless stream, and there are even more gods such as internal detectives, provincial detectives, and government detectives, who are all privately interested in the spread of tabloids, and the people in the market have long been surprised, and if they have spare money, they will also buy a tabloid to read and enjoy their body and mind. Rich and noble people are all year round, every day.

But who is "Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng"?

"Buy a tabloid and read it."

"Princess Fukang Fan Lou is in distress, and the Privy Counsellor sacrifices her life to save her!"

"Heroes and beauties, a good story of their own......"

……

The horse street outside the Donghua Gate is shrouded in a layer of rain and fog, and the Wuzhang River is sparkling.

Xin Yi was lying in the tub by the window on the second floor, closing his eyes and fumigating in the hot mist.

Living in the post house courtyard is far less comfortable than her small building.

Medicated baths and incense, you name it.

The lover waited on the side, Xiang Ling called Cheng Biting Jin to eat in the courtyard, An Niangzi opened the door of the pharmacy to welcome guests, Zhou Daozi hummed Xiaodian, carried a teapot into the door and talked to Dr. Ge.

It was all so familiar that she sighed.

"It's so comfortable."

The lover took the ladle and poured hot water into her bucket, smiling, her face flushed with warmth, much fairer than when Xin Yi first met her.

"The girl comes as often as she likes, there is everything here, it is ready-made."

Xin Yi sat lazily on a small stool in the barrel, arms outstretched.

"Okay."

After a pause, she opened her eyes.

"What's the sound outside?"

The lover stopped scooping water, listened for a moment, and said with a smile: "It's the craftsman who is here." Mahang Street is under construction, and it is necessary to renovate the stone trough waterway as a whole, and the water is ......"

Not. Isn't that the water project?

Xin Yi was heartily happy, and there was a sense of pleasure that he had done something good, "I didn't expect it to be promoted so quickly." ”

The benevolent said: "The newspaper said that it was the king of Guangling County who personally went to talk to the big priest. Da Sikong took a fancy to it, and found a craftsman to review the drawings, and soon the whole city will be constructed......"

Dasikong refers to the Ministry of Industry, and the country's tuntian, water conservancy, civil engineering, engineering, transportation, and government-run industries are all under his control, and this irrigation and drinking water project has the support of the Ministry of Industry, which is really a blessing for the people.

The more Xin Yi thought about it, the more he felt that the king of Guangling County was wise and martial.

"I don't know if he will come today......"

The lover chuckled, "Is the girl talking about the king of the county?" ”

Xin Yi raised his eyes, his eyes were misty, "Hmm." ”

The lover looked down at her, with a narrow smile, "The king of the county usually rarely comes, but the girl is here, and she may not be ......."

"Girl, girl!" Xingyuan stepped on the corridor and came up.

Fang Cai Xinyi left Taoyu downstairs, brought green calyx and red beans to grow vegetables, and specially sent Xingyuan to Guangji Qiaotou to buy orange cakes...... In fact, it was to send her out to find out the news.

Hearing Xingyuan's voice, Xin Yi sat up straight suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

Xingyuan glanced at her lover and saw Xin Yi nodding, so she whispered: "The eldest princess left the palace without permission last night and didn't return overnight. ”

Xin Yi held the hand on the edge of the barrel and stiffened slightly.

The gears of fate are so miraculous that they really can't be turned?

"Has the county king gone to find it?"

Xingyuan nodded, "Go." ”

Xin Yi suppressed the qi and blood that was floating in his heart in an instant, calmed down, and thought carefully about things related to Zhang Xun and the princess in his mind......

"Oh, and this." Xingyuan glanced at her lover uneasily, and slowly handed Xin Yi a tabloid that she bought back on the street.

"Look, girl."

The small newspaper is thin, not as elaborate as the Di Bao Chaobao, but it accounts for a large proportion of the space, and all kinds of news are crammed into the page, and even have been published to solicit celebrities and buy and sell.

Xin Yi skipped them one by one.

In the most conspicuous position on the front, I saw the news of "Jianghu Baixiaosheng".

The tabloids first mythed Bai Xiaosheng, and then pushed all kinds of speculations about the eldest princess Fan Lou's distress and the Fan Lou case to Bai Xiaosheng.

"Oh, that's a good time."

Xin Yi never looked down on his opponents.

But I have to say that this opponent is very strong.

The identity of Bai Xiaosheng, a secret agent in the rivers and lakes, is one of the plans she discussed with Fu Jiuqu.

After all, they are in the light, and the enemy is in the dark, and they are very bad. Bai Xiaosheng's mysterious existence can not only put pressure on the other party, but also divert attention, she believes that the two things of Cao Yilan and Zhang Xun are enough to attract the attention of the opponent.

Passing the news to the tabloids, in addition to poking out the matter of the eldest princess and Zhang Xun and blaming Bai Xiaosheng, has the meaning of forcing Bai Xiaosheng's true body......

In that case, let's go with the flow.

"Apricot ......"

"Girl."

"Find a way to let the tabloid peddlers go, just say that the rivers and lakes are all Xiaosheng, they are familiar with the world's affairs, and they have a thousand kinds of troubles, so they can come and ask each other."

Xingyuan's pupils lit up slightly, "Where do you ask?" ”

Xin Yi shallowly hooked the corner of one side of his lips, and there was a lazy attitude in his expression, "Bianjing City, Bianhebei Province." Xiangguoji Temple, in the Zen temple. Under the banyan tree, in the Buddha shrine. The silver arrives, the news arrives. ”

·

At the end of the day, the fog did not dissipate.

Boats come and go on the Bianhe River, sailboats face the wind, and the traffic is endless.

The rich tea shop on the shore, with a shed on the wooden bank, the breeze blows, the willow silk swings lightly, and the white mist rises from the river, and there is silence in all directions.

A row of small wooden benches were placed on the wooden bank, and fishermen in twos and threes, wearing hats and robes, were fishing by the river in the morning mist.

The two men sat upright under the wooden bank, their hats covered with a layer of green veil, and their faces were enclosed in it, and they could not be distinguished.

"Where is the fish I want?"

"The little fish ran into my net pocket by itself, and if you don't fish, you can't say it, and I will let it."

"Don't touch her! That's my man. ”

"I have no interest in small fish. Brother Tai knows that I have always loved the fat of big fish. ”

"And where did you hide my little fish......

"Don't worry, keep it. As long as I can attract the big fish, I won't hurt her life, and it won't hurt to give it to my brother......"

“……”

Silent.

The fog on the surface of the river was so thick that it seemed to be impossible to disperse in the early morning after the rain.

Not far away, an old angler caught a foot-long red fish, laughing, and everyone went to watch.

The two men stood still.

"Your enemy is the entire Great Song Dynasty, killing one or two can relieve the hatred in your heart?"

"No, you can't. But as long as you are happy, why not kill one or two? ”

"Ten of them are soaked in the wine jar of Fan Lou, isn't it enough?"

"That's to help my brother keep it a secret. Otherwise, the Imperial City Division would have found out about their heads a long time ago, and at that time, if Brother Tai wants to eat fish again, he is afraid that he will be stuck in the throat by fish bones, right? ”

The man's voice was hoarse, rustling and laughing.

"Instead of coming to me to settle accounts, brother Tai should think about it, how to thank me?"

“……”

After a silence.

A low sigh was heard in the wind.

"You have a better way to take revenge. Why lose big for small gains? ”

"Big Profit?"

"Isn't it good to wait for the prince to be born?"

The man's eyes were blazing, and when he saw that the other party was staring at him, he let out a laugh and reached for the fish pocket.

"That's it, give me back my fish ......"

“……”

The man was about to speak again, and there was a whistle on the wooden bank.

"It's windy, go back!"

“……”

Letting go of the fish pocket, the two of them each retracted their gaze.

After a while, I saw a tall burly man dressed as a peasant, wearing a cloth coat and a straw hat, and walked down the stone steps of the wooden bank, holding a fishing gear in his hand.

If he wasn't Di Qing, the deputy minister of the court, who was it?