After listening to Xiao Ji's story, Cheng Shuiyao had more and more doubts in her heart.

"Don't worry, listen to me," Xiao Ji reached out and patted Cheng Shuiyao's clothes, and then spoke.

"Han Shiqing's family has a lot of money, even richer than the national treasury, before the floods in the south of the Yangtze River, the imperial court had no money to allocate funds, and he still paid for the governance," Xiao Ji sighed and immediately spoke.

"But this is not a good thing, recruiting troops and horses are all inseparable from a money word, the prime minister's rebellion with his help is tantamount to a tiger with wings, and he has recently faintly walked a little closer to the prime minister, in order to reduce unnecessary trouble, I found a way to put Jiao Niang to him."

"I see!" Cheng Shuiyao figured out the cause and effect of this matter, and sighed with some emotion.

"But tonight I suddenly noticed something wrong," Xiao Ji saw that she was almost reactive, and turned to speak, "I know that the Oiran is a top Oiran that is difficult to buy a spring night, and it has always been a performer who does not sell herself, so it is really a little strange to appear here tonight." ”

"Money can make ghosts grind, not to mention that you also said it yourself, the Han family is rich and rivals the country." Cheng Shuiyao shrugged, there was no surprise this time.

No matter how determined a person is, it is difficult to escape the temptation of money.

"But I accidentally caught a glimpse of the spring kite's hand," Xiao Ji knew that Cheng Shuiyao would definitely respond like this, and hurriedly spoke, "It stands to reason that an oiran must have been pampered by Qinglou's mother, and there will not be such a thick cocoon on his hand, but the spring kite has it on his hand, and looking at that position, it seems to be sharpened by the sword." ”

While saying this, Xiao Ji raised his right hand.

There are a few particularly obvious calluses on the bony hands, which seem to be the places where the sword is usually used.

Hearing him say this, Cheng Shuiyao also sensed that something was wrong with this matter, and recalled everything he saw again, and a worry flashed in his eyes.

There is no such person as Spring Kite in the original book, and now the storyline has completely deviated from the story of the original book, and she can't give an accurate analysis based on her own understanding of the original book.

"Although we don't know what they are going to do, one thing we can be sure of is that the Han family is definitely ambitious." Xiao Ji frowned and made a conclusion.

"Shouldn't we be more vigilant, then?" Cheng Shuiyao nodded when she heard this, and her expression was a little more helpless.

The matter of the prime minister has not been resolved, and now another Han family has emerged, and various forces are mixed together like a hodgepodge, and the water in the capital is getting muddy and muddy.

"That's it, there is no need to worry about this kind of thing tonight, Chinese New Year's Eve should be a little happier, the front is a place to sell snacks, go see if there is anything delicious," Xiao Ji suddenly reacted that the timing was not right, decisively abandoned the previous topic, and pulled Cheng Shuiyao forward.

Cheng Shuiyao didn't worry too much, paid attention to the food stall in front of her wholeheartedly, and soon got carried away.

played until late at night, Cheng Shuiyao's sleepy eyes couldn't be opened, but he still had nostalgia for it.

"If you want to shop, you can go again." Xiao Ji didn't force her to go back to sleep, just looked at the sky and patted Cheng Shuiyao's head.

"Huh?" Cheng Shuiyao was a little confused, and she didn't hear what Xiao Ji said clearly at all.

"Forget it, looking at you like this, you shouldn't be able to go shopping, you sleep in my arms, and I'll call you when you arrive." Xiao Ji was helpless, picked up Cheng Shuiyao horizontally, and got into the carriage prepared by Moqi.

The carriage swayed, and Cheng Shuiyao sat in it, gradually losing consciousness.

When she got out of the car, Xiao Ji didn't want to wake her up, and carried her directly into the house.

After beckoning Xiaoyun to clean up for Cheng Shuiyao, Xiao Ji pulled out of the house and looked at the housekeeper and said, "Are my father and my mother back?" ”

"No," the butler reported truthfully, "but the old general and his wife are like this every year, and you don't have to worry about it, son, since you're back, rest early." ”

"Send someone to ask," Xiao Ji was still a little uneasy, and he was relieved to send someone over.

The people sent out soon came back to report, saying that Xiao Zhenheng and Xie Yin were busy making ornaments, and they would need to wait for a while before they could come back.

Xiao Ji nodded, didn't think much about it, and returned directly to the house.

Cheng Shuiyao was sleeping soundly, her face was peaceful, and she even had some smiles faintly.

Xiao Ji smiled slightly, blew out the light, and fell asleep.

The next day, they were woken up by a series of firecrackers.

Cheng Shuiyao got up in a daze, and before she could react anything, she was pulled by Xiaoyun to clean up and appear in the front hall inexplicably.

"What's going on?" Cheng Shuiyao looked at the empty front hall, and the corners of her eyes twitched violently.

"Oh yo, look at my brain," the housekeeper hurriedly ran over, looked at Cheng Shuiyao, and slapped his brain, "The old general, they didn't come back at all, and they tossed Mrs. for nothing." ”

Didn't return overnight?

Cheng Shuiyao looked at the housekeeper in disbelief, but he really didn't know what to say.

The housekeeper was a little embarrassed, but he didn't want to say anything, just waved his hand slightly and led Cheng Shui Yao back to the house.

Entering the room, Cheng Shuiyao found that Xiao Ji, who had gone out early in the morning, had returned here, dressed neatly at this time, and was sitting at the table.

"Where have you been?"

"Where did you go in the morning?"

The moment the two looked at each other, they both shouted.

But as soon as they finished shouting, they were amused by this special tacit understanding

"I thought I was going to meet my mother-in-law this morning," Cheng Shuiyao sighed and sat down beside Xiao Ji.

"Them?" Xiao Ji squinted, and realized that there was indeed such a tradition, and said with a smile, "My father and my mother have never paid attention to these etiquettes, and they haven't spent the first day of junior high school at home for several years, so they blame me and forgot to tell you." ”

"It's okay," Cheng Shuiyao waved her hand and didn't mention the topic again, just leaned into Xiao Ji's arms and slowly closed her eyes.

She woke up too early this morning, and she hadn't really opened her eyes yet, trying to seize all the time to catch up on sleep.

Xiao Ji knew that Cheng Shuiyao was sleepy, so she didn't say anything at all, just hugged Cheng Shuiyao and let her sleep.

After sleeping for a while, Cheng Shuiyao was almost refreshed, and when she opened her eyes refreshed, she found that the scene around her had not changed much from before she fell asleep

"You're holding me like that?" Cheng Shuiyao bounced up instantly, looking at Nie Yuanheng in disbelief, who was maintaining the posture just now, and was a little shocked in his heart.

"I'm afraid of waking you up," Xiao Ji didn't say much, just quietly put the hand that Cheng Shuiyao was pillow on his back and pinched it.

Cheng Shuiyao slept for half an hour, and this arm made her a little numb.