The convoy passed through the snow-covered Jingcheng Street, returned to Pei's alley from Tianshui Bridge, and the maids and maids in the house all ran out to greet them.

The eldest aunt, Mrs. Zhang, because of the blood revenge hidden in her heart for ten years, was particularly excited these days, and ran directly to Qiaotou and others, and found Sanniang walking in front of the night terror hall pretending to be an elder, and also said:

"Sanniang, I'm injured, you don't know how to help me, such an adult, I don't know anything at all......"

Although Pei Xiangjun even let the little flowers be picked, he didn't marry publicly after all, and was trained by his sister-in-law as a nephew and daughter-in-law on the street, so he was naturally a little embarrassed in his heart, but he didn't dare to fight back.

Night Terror Hall knew that it was surrounded by neighbors who he had known since childhood, so he hurriedly helped Sanniang play a round, and then asked Xiao Yunli to take Miss Fan home first, and he followed Sanniang to Pei's house and went to the underground incense hall to worship incense.

He is to report safety to his father-in-law under Jiuquan, and Sanniang is to sacrifice to the master's eldest brother, the Pei family's revenge has been avenged, and Honghualou has taken back the name of the gun.

When the various things of receiving the wind and washing the dust are done, the time is also in the afternoon.

Night Terror Hall walked out of the gate of Pei's house, standing in the bluestone alley with light snow fluttering, and the whole person also entered the state of 'stealing half a day of leisure', and stretched his waist slightly:

"Uh...... It's over. ”

Pei Xiangjun was wearing a goose yellow winter skirt, wearing gold and jade lips like lacquer, standing dignified and gentle, suddenly relaxed after running for a long time, and felt a little uncomfortable, looking left and right:

"What to do now? Why don't I walk with you on the streets? ”

Night Terror Hall was confined on the ship for ten days, and he was about to get sick, but he was really not interested in distracting or something.

He turned his head to look at the charming Sanniang, his eyes fell on the heavy placket, and when he looked back, he saw that no one was paying attention, so he put his hand on the hem of his skirt and walked to the back alley with the moon in his arms:

"Miss Fan, they just arrived home, first go back to say hello, and then go back to the room to rest for a while, a little tired after walking for a long time......"

Pei Xiangjun was pinched twice, his legs were half soft, and he twisted his waist slightly to dodge:

"You're up to the wrong mind again, aren't you? Miss Fan said that she was not in good health......"

Night Terror Hall Eight Classics:

"I asked in the morning, and Miss Fan said that you should recuperate in moderation, you can't indulge, you can't hold back, and you have to recuperate at least once a day......"

At least?

Pei Xiangjun didn't believe that Miss Fan would tell Jingtang that she must have sex with her, but it didn't look like she was lying, she knew that Jingtang wouldn't joke with her body, so she didn't say anything.

After the two walked out together, Pei Xiangjun saw that there was no one in the alley and the snow scene was good, so he hugged the arm of Night Terror again, walked with his cheek on his shoulder, and hummed a Yunzhou tune:

"Uh-huh~~"

The daughter-in-law looks very good.

The night terror hall hooked the corners of his mouth, and his pace slowed down a little, enjoying the beautiful scenery under the snow with Sanniang.

Pei's house is not far from the new house, and if you take the back door, you will be at both ends of the alley, while the front door will go around to the riverside and go to the main entrance from the pedestrian street.

Night Terror took Sanniang around, circled around the familiar laneway, came to the gate of the mansion, and raised his eyes to see a new plaque hanging at the door, with the word 'Wu'an' written, neither a payment nor a seal.

Pei Xiangjun bought the new house with his own hands, and found that the plaque written by the famous artist had been replaced, so he naturally frowned:

"Huh? Who wrote this plaque...... Woo-"

Night Terror Hall was also puzzled at first, but soon reacted, and quickly covered Sanniang's small mouth, and whispered:

"Shh~ This seems to be a gift from the imperial court, but you can't talk nonsense......"

Imperial Gift?

Pei Xiangjun obviously hadn't seen the empress's handwriting, and when he heard this, he was slightly shocked in his heart, and looked at it carefully:

"Hmm...... This word opens and closes, with a sense of righteousness, and it is indeed an eye-catcher......"

Night Terror Hall was a little funny, but I didn't think Sanniang was touting it.

The two characters of the plaque are the standard pavilion style, the unified font of the imperial court official document or the imperial examination answer sheet, Zhongzheng is peaceful, elegant and round, although there is no remarkable highlight, but the calligraphy can not find flaws when we come, and the foundation is still very thick.

Night Terror Hall and Sanniang watched in front of the door for a while, and out of respect, they also tidied up their clothes before entering their own house.

When you enter the door, turn around the shadow wall, and turn right to the large garden.

Night Terror Hall passed by the round gate, heard a commotion from inside, probed to check, but saw Yunli and Ping'er, all the snow stored in the garden, gathered together, and were building a big snowman; The bird squatted next to the concave shape, using the cloud glass as a reference.

The Night Terror Hall didn't see any trace of Fairy Lu and Miss Fan, so he asked:

"Yunli, where did Fairy Lu go?"

Zhe Yunli carefully put her round head and responded:

"Aunt Lu and Aunt Fan went to Wutong Street, do you want to eat jealous fish? I'll be with you when you go. ”

"Hehe, tomorrow. Also, don't call me aunt, it looks old-fashioned, Sister Lu and Sister Fan are so good. ”

"This is not good, my name is sister, and my sister is not a lifetime old."

“……”

Night Terror opened his mouth, speechless.

Pei Xiangjun was also a little helpless, walked to the back house together, and muttered in a low voice:

"Look at you, the generations are all in a mess......"

Night Terror Hall was really not easy to answer, so he simply shook his head and smiled, seeing that there were no maids around, he leaned over and hugged Sanniang.

Pei Xiangjun's body was light, his face turned a little red, and he said, "What are you anxious about?" It's not dark...... "The hand naturally hooked his neck.

Night Terror Hall lives in Plum Blossom Temple, and it has been cleaned every day for the past two months, and it has not changed much from when it started.

Sanniang and Xiuhe's residence is in the west wing, because Ning'er doesn't dare to live together openly, the east wing was originally empty; However, after Fan Qinghe came over today, in order to take care of his convenience, he arranged a temporary residence here.

As for Xuanji Zhenren, although she should live in the palace, but there are so many empty rooms, she still arranged a room for her, and lived in the bamboo courtyard like Ning'er.

At this time, the two were not there, and the door was naturally closed.

Night Terror walked through the crosswalk in the center, squeezed open the door with his shoulder, and wanted to go to the bedroom on the west side, but it was afternoon, and the lights in the bedroom were too early, and it was a little dark if the lights were not lit.

Night Terror glanced around, simply came to the bright study, and put Sanniang on the chess couch in the courtyard.

Pei Xiangjun sat on the couch sideways, looked left and right in the study, and was a little dazed:

"Shocking, you...... Do you want to get busy with business first? ”

Night Terror Hall is a military attaché, and he is busy with business except for fighting, so he wanted to start spoiling it, but after a little pondering, he nodded again:

"Well, I want to write something, report on the situation of this trip, so as not to be summoned by the imperial court in a hurry."

As he spoke, Night Terror turned around and came to the large desk, sat down with his robe on his shoulder, and took out pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Click~

Rustle rustle......

“……”

Pei Xiangjun's heart was beating for a long time, and he suddenly came to such a place, biting his lower lip, obviously a little lost.

But after all, she is her daughter's family, how can she be in a hurry to have sex and disturb the man's business, so she sat up again and helped study ink next to her.

Night Terror sorted out the blank paper, and then spoke:

"Sanniang, aren't you in a hurry?"

？

Pei Xiangjun hurriedly shook his head and said:

"What am I anxious about...... It's important to get down to business, it's a big deal to do that tomorrow. ”

Night Terror Hall turned around: "Or...... Let's write while we're busy? ”

"Huh?"

Pei Xiangjun was a little dazed, but he turned his head to look at it, but he understood the meaning, and his face was slightly red:

"What did you write?"

"Try it, every inch of time is an inch of gold."

“……”

Pei Xiangjun felt that Jingtang was deliberately tricking her, but there were no outsiders in the yard, and it was not impossible to satisfy Jingtang, so he thought about it and took a soft cushion, leaned over from under the arm of Night Terror, knelt in front of the chair, his face was red, he unbuttoned his clothes, and tried to push the watermelon.

Trembling~

Night Terror Hall held a brush and was really trying to review the experience, but it was basically a stroke and a blank look.

In the end, I found that Sanniang was uncomfortable under the table, and it was easy to kowtow her head, so she pulled Sanniang up, sat on the same chair face to face, and looked at it against the back of the chair.

Pei Xiangjun was half-dressed, his legs passed through the chair and sat in his arms, his posture was very strange, looking at the big man in front of him, he was inexplicably embarrassed in his heart, and he was not too easy to move if he wanted to hide, and finally he learned what he had taught before, holding his chest with his hands and shaking his small waist back and forth.

"Shocking, you have a lot of bad ideas~"

"Heh, there's no one in the yard, you can hum."

"I don't ~......"

……

——

Mingyu Building.

The five-story building, which had been silent for two months, was lit up again at night, and from a distance, it looked like a lighthouse was lit in Yun'an City.

In the martial arts hall on the first floor, several palace maids carefully placed two weapons on the platform that had just been moved.

One of the weapons is the famous gun 'Farewell' that was captured by Killing Silence, and the other is the horse lance 'Chasing the Day' inherited from the Night Late Department.

Both weapons were obtained from the night terrors, because they couldn't look down on the parting guns, and the horse lance was too long for foot combat, so they couldn't be used for the time being, so they let the big clumsy put them in the showroom as a collection.

Although the texture and workmanship of the gun are not necessarily as good as the dragon gun, these two weapons are both famous soldiers who have inherited one or two Jiazi, and the people who have used them are all famous in history without exception, and the weight is much heavier than Qiu Tianhe's Tianhe knife.

Dongfang is obsessed with martial arts, and he is naturally regarded as a baby bump, and he is even afraid that the maid will be clumsy and broken, so he watched the weapon put away on the side, and then held a gold pen and wrote seriously on the sign - farewell to the gun, the tenth winter of the establishment of the martial arts, and the night terror hall was silent......

Although few people can visit here, Dongfang Liren is still full of pride when he looks at himself, and when he is watching after writing, the white-haired Di listens to Meng Jiao, and suddenly walks in from outside, holding a letter in his hand:

"Your Highness, the dark stake on the side of Liang Zhou sent a secret letter the day before yesterday, which was sent by the Northern Liang side. It is said that Emperor Liang was furious and recruited the dead to enter the customs to take the heads of the night terrors, Hua Ling may have mixed into the foreign envoy team and entered the customs, and the rest of the masters are not clear......"

Dongfang Liren took the envelope and looked at it carefully, his brows gradually furrowed, but he was not very surprised by this news.

Night Terror Hall is the orphan of King Tianlang, who has the capital to disturb the western frontier of Northern Liang, and has the ability to compete in the world; It is impossible for Great Wei to help Northern Liang eradicate the thorn in his eye, and Emperor Liang cannot start a war with Great Wei because of the Night Terror, so the only solution can only be to send dead soldiers to assassinate them, so as not to raise tigers.

Dongfang Liren considered it for a while, and said: "Let the yamen strictly investigate the people of the Northern Liang who have entered Beijing since last month, regardless of men, women, old and children, all of them will find out their origins and record their identities......

Meng Jiao shook her head and said: "The two dynasties traded, and the Northern Liang merchants who entered Beijing were pawns, not to mention that there were 10,000 or 20,000 people, and it was difficult to find out all the true identities; Moreover, a martial artist like Hua Ling may not be able to catch it when he encounters it, so it doesn't make much sense to check it like this. ”

"And what do you mean?"

Meng Jiao thought for a while and said: "Although the two countries are at war and do not kill the envoys, but who has come from the envoy team must be registered, and it is good to say that the ordinary guards are incognito, Wu Kui sneaks into the capital of the enemy country, which is equivalent to hiding a sword and entering the emperor's bedroom, which has been a taboo since ancient times, and is found to be killed, and Emperor Liang cannot say that my dynasty does not pay attention to the rules."

"The foreign envoy team will arrive in Beijing in the next two days, if Hua Ling is mixed in, we just need to secretly investigate, find it and eradicate it, Beiliang will be at a loss, and afterwards it will only be said that Hua Ling has mixed into the foreign envoy team without permission, and it will not have anything to do with this matter. However, this can only solve the temporary emergency, and cannot prevent other killers. ”

Dongfang Liren pondered for a while, and wanted to go out to talk to the Night Terror Hall about the matter, but when he saw the sky outside, it was already dark, and the Night Terror Hall must be resting after returning from a long journey, so he thought about it and handed the envelope back to Meng Jiao:

"Call all the arresters and discuss countermeasures. Tomorrow morning, I will send the envelope to the shocked hall, so that he does not have to worry about this matter, and he will focus on his body first. ”

"Yes......"

——

"Uh-huh~"

The lights are on.

On the pedestrian street of Tianshui Bridge, Fan Qinghe hummed a small tune leisurely, carrying a package in his hand, which contained rouge gouache and hairpin accessories bought in the city.

As a woman, Fan Qinghe definitely needs jewelry gouache to support the façade, and the best materials in the world are all in Yun'an and Yanjing without exception, circulating outside, and the more remote the place, the more expensive the price.

Fan Qinghe bought a box of Yun'anlai's best rouge from the caravan in the Xihai Zhumi, which cost about ten taels of silver, but in the shop on Wutong Street, it only cost five yuan, which is still the latest.

The last time Fan Qinghe came to Yun'an, he actually wanted to buy something by the way, but he was arrested by the demon girl as soon as he arrived, and then sent back to his hometown directly.

This time she obviously couldn't miss it again, and as soon as she arrived, she went shopping with Xuanji Zhenren for an afternoon, and it seemed that she went out to sweep the street with the two young grandmothers of Wende Bridge.

Although Xuanji Zhenren is a Taoist priest, he is quite particular about dressing, seeing that Qinghe can't find a place, just buy some common things on the market, and also lead the way, take Fan Qinghe to Wende Bridge, and feel the private order of Miss and Mrs. Xiajing.

At first, Fan Qinghe saw the hollow coat, bow pants, etc., and felt that although it was a little embarrassing, it was really good-looking. But when you ask the price-the palm-sized small cloth starts at ten taels, and Fan Jiuniang's knife is directly hundreds of taels-as if she was robbing money, she was directly shocked, and secretly pondered: "This kind of pit dead character is really unjustly bought?" Miss Ning'er dares to waste money like this, I'm afraid she will have to be beaten by the Night Terror Hall in turn......"

Although I feel a little wronged, but Fan Jiuniang as a tailor, the craft is worthy of the name, Fan Qinghe was entangled for a long time, thinking that he was coming, or reluctantly paid for his private money, and under the recommendation of Fan Jiuniang's daughter, he bought a set of red tulle style, the whole is translucent, more outrageous than not wearing, in the words of Xuanji Zhenren, it is a big commotion, and wearing it can make the night terrors angry.

Although Xuanji Zhenren has always been more agitated, her body and temperament are indeed cold and glamorous fairy type, and her clothes are conservative and graceful, adding three points of color, and the ones that are too hot are tasteless, so she bought a white one and simply decorated with a few cold plums.

The two returned with a full load, humming a minor tune along the way, and soon came to the new house.

With the way of the two of them, they were sorry for Fan Qinghe's light skills and Xuanji Zhenren's wild way when they walked through the main gate, and they almost didn't discuss it, so they flew up and jumped up together, and landed directly in the garden of the back house.

Fan Qinghe raised his eyes and looked, and it could be seen that Yunli was standing at the top of the embroidery building where the young lady lived, still persevering in building a snowman, and the birds and birds were serving as staff officers next to them, and the whole garden was almost full of strange shapes; And Ping'er was beside her, chanting the scriptures non-stop:

"Miss, you haven't copied the book today, I've finished studying the ink, hurry up and write it......"

"Don't be in a hurry, it's only been a few days......"

……

Fan Qinghe grew up in the northwest, and the snow can be piled up deep for two people in winter, so naturally he didn't understand Yunli, the southerner's obsession with building snowmen, and after looking at it from afar, he entered the round door on the side.

The two came to the Plum Blossom Courtyard together, and when they looked up, they could see that the windows of the study were open, and the lights were on inside.

Dressed in a robe of Shui Yun brocade, dressed well-dressed, holding a fan in his hand on a heavy snowy day, standing at the window to fan the wind, looking even more inexplicable than Pei Ershao.

And Sanniang, who was wearing a winter skirt, took a towel and carefully wiped the table, stool, and floor with a little red face, and found that the two of them came in, and their movements became faster.

？？

Fan Qinghe entered the courtyard with a large bag and a small bag, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but be a little puzzled, and came to the window to look:

"It's so late, why are you still tidying up the house? Well...... How can there be a smell of heather in the house......"

The night terror hall folded the fan and explained with a smile:

"I haven't lived in it for too long, it's a little moldy, and the fan is breathable."

Xuanji Zhenren stood at the window with vicious eyes and glanced slightly, and found that Sanniang's cheeks were red and her expression was restrained, so she guessed that the two of them must have done something insulting in the study just now.

Although Xuanji Zhenren would ridicule the Night Terror Hall, he didn't want Sanniang to be embarrassed, so he just pretended not to see anything, and instead looked at the Night Terror Hall's clothes:

"Dressed so handsome, are you ready to go out?"

Night Terror came out of the house and closed the door by the way, so as not to embarrass Sanniang:

"yes, I'm going to go out to meet my friends, and I'll be back later."

Seeing this, Xuanji Zhenren didn't ask much, but just took out the box of Fan Qinghe's riotous clothes:

"That's a pity, Qinghe bought some clothes, and I want you to help me take a look......"

"The surname is Lu!"

Fan Qinghe was caught off guard, his face turned red, and he hurriedly snatched the box and hid it behind him:

"You bought it too, why don't you let him see it?"

Although the night terror hall was a glimpse, he still recognized the unique packaging of the Fan family's shop, a different color flashed in his eyes, and he was really curious about what the effect of water penetrating out was.

But this kind of thought, he must not be good to say in front of Miss Fan, just said at the moment:

"I don't understand these either, if you need to, you can ask Sanniang to help you take a look. I'll go out first, and you guys will rest early. ”

Fan Qinghe hid the box behind him, and it wasn't until the Night Terror Hall walked out of the courtyard gate that he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his hand and pinched Xuanji Zhenren's waist:

"Why are you so thick-skinned?"

Xuanji Zhenren didn't care at all, and asked at the window:

"Miss Pei, do you want us to help?"

"No, no, it's a guest, how can I ask you to help, I'm almost done. It's getting late, so rest for now. ”

Xuanji Zhenren knew that this was the case, and without saying much, he turned around and walked towards the east chamber:

"Qinghe, let's go, let me see what you wear."

How could Fan Qinghe wear the kind of clothes that shame people in front of outsiders, frowned and said:

"I'll buy it and take a look, but I don't wear it, you want to go back to your house and try it."

Xuanji Zhenren didn't force it when he saw this, because he wanted to tease the night terror hall at night to relieve his boredom, and the night terror hall lived in this courtyard again, so he walked into the east wing:

"I like plum blossoms, I'll stay here tonight, will you sleep with me?"

How could Fan Qinghe share the same bed with this demon girl, turned around and carried the package, went to the bamboo courtyard in the distance, and changed rooms with Xuanji Zhenren......

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(End of chapter)