Chapter 51: Different Paths to the Same End
"You...... You are obviously allergic, and let Du Huanmo check it, in case that guy is really not afraid of any highly toxic scale powder, if you really check it, won't you show your stuffing? ”
Yu Qingfeng hurriedly motioned for Pei Wuxian to turn around, so that she could continue to apply the medicine. This ointment is cool and cool, it should be made of mint, and it should be good to use it to relieve itching.
Pei Wuyi hurriedly turned back, he guessed that his face should not be much better than Yu Qingfeng, such a red-faced and red-eared star, it was really easy to go off.
"Don't worry, the allergies are all on my body, I don't believe that Du Huanmo really let me be honest with him."
"Why are you so careless, didn't you say that you have taken protective measures?" Yu Qingfeng continued along the topic.
"Don't mention it, there was just a gust of wind. Fortunately, I saved my face, otherwise I would really be at a loss for words. ”
Yu Qingfeng couldn't help laughing, and the work on his hands was over, "It's done, but you can't wear clothes, the clothes rub against them, and they will itch." I think the rash will go away tomorrow morning. ”
Pei Wuyi couldn't believe it, and turned his head to face Yu Qingfeng again, "Let me be naked all night?" ”
"That's right, you can't lie down either," Yu Qingfeng said the truth very seriously, "I'm doing it for your own good, really, the conscience of heaven and earth, I'm definitely not here to occupy this bed alone." ”
Pei Wuyi couldn't cry or laugh, got up obediently, walked to the table and sat down, and was ready to lie on the table tonight.
Yu Qingfeng gloated, turned off the lights and lay on Pei Wuyi's bed, and continued to fall into the well.
"Who told you to play such a game? also pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, the face is cold and kind-hearted, repay the grievances with virtue, and rescue a beautiful woman who framed you. Deserve. ”
"It's not like we're trying to figure out who's playing against us." Pei Wuyi was aggrieved.
Yu Qingfeng was full of pride, "Different paths are the same, if you go to watch the trick with us, you can know that the opponent is Xia Feitao unscathed." ”
"What do you mean?" Pei Wuyi was interested, "Look at a trick, can you still see Xia Feitao?" ”
Yu Qingfeng originally came to Pei Wuyi for the purpose of reporting, so he told in detail about the harvest of the whole night tonight.
In the dark, Yu Qingfeng and Pei Wuyi were in the same room, one was dressed and lying on the bed, and the other was sitting shirtless at the table, one talking, the other listening.
"Ding Chuanzong, Ding Xiyao, and a master who doesn't know who his surname is......"
After listening to Yu Qingfeng's narration, Pei Wuxian groaned and extracted important clues.
Yu Qingfeng analyzed: "The key is that this unknown master, Uncle Dou obviously knows who the master is, and he has already told the truth about the year with the strength of wine, there is no reason to hide the identity of the master even if he is drunk." ”
Of course, Pei Wuxian understood what Yu Qingfeng meant, "Unless the master of twenty years ago is also a figure with a head and a face now, for example, his surname is Xia, and he is the father of Xia Tixing, who is a third-rank official." ”
"That's right, so at that time, I guessed that the master was Xia Feitao's father, and the father's debts were repaid, regardless of whether the master was still alive or not, as the master's son, as long as Xia Feitao had a little bit of awe of ghosts and gods, he would rather believe it or not, and he would be afraid of the severed head ghost mound."
Pei Wuyi agreed, and continued to analyze along Yu Qingfeng's train of thought:
"That's why Xia Feitao ignored the suspicions of Zhou Lang's case, hastily closed the case, forbade the people to discuss, and even took the opportunity to completely blow up Ding Chuanzong's tomb."
"The feng shui master who stopped him may not be a feng shui master, but an insider who knows the stakes. They revere Lord Ding, and they also hope that Lord Ding's ghost can avenge their hatred. ”
But Xia Feitao said that if he insisted on blowing up Ding Chuanzong's tomb, he would only be charged with disregarding the safety of the people. The only expedient measure is to seal the thief hole again. ”
Yu Qingfeng gloated over Xia Feitao again, and said with a smile:
"But Xia Feitao has only slept peacefully for a few days, and he has been disturbed by you, a nosy Dali Siqing, and you have to thoroughly investigate Zhou Lang's case again, and then dig up the theft hole."
"So in order to stop me, Xia Feitao did everything he could, and even made this decision to pour such a basin of sewage on me."
"Why? Xia Feitao must have also bribed Du Huanmo. In addition to the four beauties, there must be two silver treasures or something. This Du Huanmo remained neutral, sat on the mountain and watched the tiger fight, and did not offend on both sides. He doesn't care if there is something strange in any case, whether Lou Anyi has grievances or not, he just sits on his official position. ”
Pei Wuyi sneezed, "Yes, the officials of the Dayong Dynasty are either corrupt officials or mediocre officials or Mingzhe's decorations to protect themselves, like Ding Chuanzong, there is probably no second one, right?" ”
Yu Qingfeng looked at Pei Wuyi's silhouette through the moonlight projected outside the window, and was a little distressed.
The resourceful, ruthless and calm Dali Siqing who set up a trap to fish just now is now a pitiful little one who has a hard time, can't scratch his body, can't wear clothes, and can only lie on the table for the night.
Who called Yu Qingfeng soft-hearted? No, it should be said, who is called Yu Qingfeng is soft on beautiful men?
It's out.
"Who's to say no? Aren't you? Our honest and upright Master Pei, come back to bed quickly, if you get frostbitten and affect the handling of the case, I can't afford this crime. ”
Pei Wuyi had already stood up, suddenly thought of something, and sat down awkwardly.
"No matter how honest and upright you are, you are also a man, if I can't control it and affect your image in Lin Ming's mind, I can't afford this crime."
Yu Qingfeng sat up suddenly, "I smell sour." You don't really think I'm going to do anything with Lin Ming, do you? ”
"He has an interest in you, and even a blind man can see it." Pei Wuyi is sour.
"It's really embarrassing to be blind," Yu Qingfeng took a deep breath and solemnly clarified, "But I don't have any intention of him, isn't Master Pei's eyesight as good as that of a blind man?" ”
Yu Qingfeng hates the most in film and television dramas where the male and female protagonists have misunderstandings and don't say anything, knowing that the other party misunderstands herself, dumb people can write and play sign language, and the male and female protagonists have a mouth, but they don't say it.
Whenever Yu Qingfeng is sarcastic at this time, when something happens, the screenwriter can always find 10,000 twists and turns for the male and female protagonists not to clarify, the male and female protagonists can die for each other, but they must not make it clear.
In this magical dimension, it is harder to explain misunderstandings than death.
No, since Yu Qingfeng is in the play, she has to be the most frank heroine to the male protagonist in the play, and she will never let it stay overnight if she has any little misunderstanding.
There is no overnight feud between husband and wife, and there is no overnight misunderstanding between the male and female protagonists!
"I don't like Lin Ming." Yu Qingfeng emphasized again.
"Why?"
"Because he's not handsome." Yu Qingfeng is simple and straightforward, honest and chic.
Pei Wuyi was speechless.
In fact, Yu Qingfeng knows that Lin Ming looks Zhou Zheng, and he is the kind that the elders like very much, but he is not handsome.
Lin Ming is not Yu Qingfeng's dish, and there is no harm if there is no comparison. Even if Pei Wuyi doesn't have the aura of the protagonist, he will enter his eyes before Lin Ming.
"What if he's Dali Siqing?" Pei Wuni's tone was tinged with a hint of loneliness, "What if he can give you what you want?" ”