Female head catcher?

Liu Yunmeng was slightly stunned, glanced at Mo Qian with strange eyes, and asked, "When did you start following us?" ”

Mo Qian said: "Your Royal Highness the princess, don't insult people's innocence out of thin air, this seat just happened to enter the city with you and witnessed you communicating with the female head catcher." ”

It's strange to believe you.

Liu Yunmeng scolded in his heart and stopped talking.

Side.

Ren Pingsheng looked thoughtful.

In fact.

When he first saw the female head catcher, he felt that something was wrong with this person.

There are two reasons for this.

First, the dignified six-grade martial artist, whether in the rivers and lakes or in the temple, can be called a good hand.

If you really have justice in your heart and want to serve the imperial court, you can go to Beijing to join the Six Gates, or go to more cities to be the head catcher, there is no need to nest in such a small city.

Second.

She looked at her eyes wrongly, and she was very wrong.

The inappropriate metaphor is the feeling of a lewd uncle staring at a handsome flower girl.

Although it was only a few seconds, it was still keenly captured by Ren Pingsheng.

If you can describe it in one sentence, it is to covet his beauty.

Of course.

With my own appearance, this kind of thing happens, it's really too common.

Walking on the street on weekdays, most of the women look at him with some kind of meaning in their eyes.

The difference is that the eyes of the female catcher are even hotter.

That's why.

Ren Pingsheng would ask the female catcher which green building is suitable for accommodation.

is to create her an image of herself greedy for beauty and absurd.

If she was really as she guessed, she was inextricably linked to the Hehuan Sect.

Then, she may become a breakthrough for herself to find out the sect master of the Hehuan Sect.

"Were you seen when you came in?"

After a moment of thought.

Ren Pingsheng suddenly raised his eyes to look at Mo Qian and asked.

Mo Qian's eyebrows raised slightly, and he said proudly: "In the entire Qinglou, the strongest is only a seventh-grade martial artist, and this seat has been following you for so long, and it has not been discovered, let alone here." ”

When Liu Yunmeng heard this, he glanced at her and slandered in his heart.

Tailgating others, such a trivial thing.

In your mouth, how does it seem to be something to be proud of?

Side.

Ren Pingsheng's thoughts were similar, but he didn't say anything, just said: "Can you ask Miss Mo to cooperate in a play?" ”

Mo Qian stroked the ends of his hair, raised his eyebrows and said, "That depends on what kind of conditions Ren Dashizi can offer." ”

Ren Pingsheng asked rhetorically, "What does Miss Mo want." ”

Mo Qian's charming eyes showed a smile, and his red lips moved slightly, making a mouth shape, but he didn't make a sound.

Ren Pingsheng could see what she said: "I want you to ......"

Mo Qian said this kind of thing more than once.

Ren Pingsheng has been used to it.

is obviously an untrained young dragon, but he always poses like an old driver.

It is estimated that he has lived in Qingqiu Mountain for a long time, and he is affected by those fox demons.

Ren Pingsheng didn't bother to talk nonsense with her anymore, and directly prescribed the conditions: "A piece of northern cold jade, how about it?" ”

Mo Qian was slightly stunned, and subconsciously said, "What's the use of this seat asking for that thing?" ”

Ren Pingsheng said: "What to give you, not to see what you need, but to see what I have, I only have a piece of northern cold jade by my side now, and there is still some value, if you agree, you will make a deal, if you don't agree, I will find someone else." ”

It sounds like there's some truth to that.

Mo Qian was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly said: "Your knife is good, when this seat needs it, borrow it for a few days." ”

Ren Pingsheng said: "It depends on whether she is willing to follow you." ”

Mo Qian recalled the temper of the knife during the time when he was in the Ren Mansion, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and said, "It's still the North Land Hanyu." ”

"Okay."

Ren Pingsheng bowed slightly, took off the jade pendant from his waist, handed it to Mo Qian's hand, and said in a low voice: "Tomorrow at noon, ......"

Balabala, too.

Mo Qian finally reacted to what he wanted to do, and asked curiously: "What kind of characters are hidden in Jianbei Mansion, which is worth your great effort?" ”

Ren Pingsheng told the truth: "Sect Master of Hehuan Sect." ”

Mo Qian's eyes showed a look of surprise, and said: "On the way to this seat, I heard about this person, I heard that he is a stunning beauty, and his cultivation is not low, he has stepped into the fourth grade two years ago, and he is considered a top monk in the rivers and lakes, and his whereabouts are extremely secret on weekdays, no one has seen her true face, and no one knows where she is hiding." ”

She spoke like an NPC in the game introducing the quest, and finally asked, "What do you want to do when you lure her out?" ”

Ren Pingsheng said: "Naturally, it was killed, otherwise?" ”

Killed?

Scold!

Ghost believes!

Mo Qian glanced at her, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid that when you meet the real person, you won't be able to do it." ”

Ren Pingsheng said: "This son of the world is the kind of person who can't walk when he sees beauty?" ”

As soon as this remark came out.

Even Liu Yunmeng on the side, his expression became a little strange.

Mo Qian was even more blunt: "If it weren't for that, why would you be so kind to this seat?" ”

"That's because someone is supporting you, if it weren't for Jiuying's still existence, this son would have cramped and peeled you and made you into dragon jerky!"

Ren Pingsheng thought so in his heart, but he didn't say so, but said: "It seems that you still have to tie your neck with a galaxy chain and tie it at the door, so you feel that this world is not kind enough to you." ”

“……”

The scar is revealed.

Mo Qian's eyelids twitched, as if he didn't want to say more to him, and said lukewarmly: "Tomorrow at noon, this seat is waiting for you to come......"

After saying that, no longer stay, turn and leave.

Liu Yunmeng watched Mo Qian leave the room, approached Ren Pingsheng, and asked curiously, "Why did you want to lure the Hehuan Sect Master out?" ”

"Didn't the minister say it, in order to kill her."

Hear this answer.

Liu Yunmeng didn't ask any more questions, but he was a little lost in his heart, thinking: "Even if you are with this palace, you don't want to tell the truth......

She is simple-minded, and there is something about it, all of which is shown on her face.

Ren Pingsheng saw at a glance what she thought, and said helplessly: "The minister is indeed trying to kill her, over the years, the sect master of the Hehuan Sect has repeatedly opposed the imperial court, the guard, the government, and even the Jinyi Guard, someone has died at her hands, and the minister is the commander of the Demon Suppression Division, it is his duty to kill her." ”

This is a reasonable explanation.

Liu Yunmeng suddenly smiled, and asked, "You asked Mo Qian to accompany you to act, so that the people of the Hehuan Sect could relax their vigilance?" ”

Ren Pingsheng bowed slightly: "Exactly." ”

Liu Yunmeng said again: "You stayed in Lanxiang Pavilion and drove away those men, this is also the purpose?" ”

Ren Pingsheng bowed his head again.

Liu Yunmeng hesitated for a moment, but still asked the question he was most concerned about: "Then do you want to let the Oiran of Lanxiang Pavilion accompany you tonight?" ”

Ren Pingsheng said with a smile: "The son of a family like Ruchen, who came from Beijing, can't look down on the Oiran in the Lanxiang Pavilion. ”

"Well......

Liu Yunmeng's face showed a sudden expression, and then he asked curiously, "Then who are you going to let accompany you tonight?" ”

Ren Pingsheng stared at Liu Yunmeng directly and didn't say a word.

Liu Yunmeng was stunned for a few seconds, and immediately understood, a flush appeared on his pretty face, and said: "According to common sense, even if you don't look down on the people in the Lanxiang Pavilion, you should live with your wife." ”

Ren Pingsheng said: "If this is the case, how can it reflect the absurdity of the minister? ”

Putting aside the lady of the main room, he mingled with the beautiful maid at night, which is in line with the style of a gentleman.

As a son.

I've never eaten pork, but I've always seen pigs run.

No one knows better than him what those gentlemen in the Jingshi look like.

The same.

The old bustard in the Lanxiang Pavilion has never seen the big squire from the Jingshi, but he has always seen the little bustard in Jianbei City.

We must not fool them around.

When Liu Yunmeng heard this, he always felt as if he had fallen into the trap of Ren Pingsheng, but he didn't know what to say.

That's when it happened.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Immediately after, the voice of the old bustard sounded.

"White Boy......

At first, Ren Pingsheng didn't react, who was this guy shouting.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he realized that he was shouting.

He reached out and took Liu Yunmeng into his arms and kissed her smooth and white forehead a few times.

It wasn't until the person's pretty face was crimson, her eyes were blurred, and she looked shy, that she let go of her and said impatiently: "What's the matter?" ”

Outside.

The old bustard looked through the window and saw the situation inside, and thought: It's still daytime, so it's ridiculous to do that kind of thing with a pretty girl in his arms.

Thinking so in his heart, he still spoke with great enthusiasm and reverence: "The slave family's goddaughters, hearing that the son is coming, are clamoring to serve the son, and the slave family told them that the son is a big man from Beijing, they are vulgar fans, how can they serve the son, but they don't believe it, they have to do their best, you see ...... son"

Ren Pingsheng still said in an impatient tone, "Let them come over." ”

"The slave family understands, so let them come over and take a look at the son."

The old bustard responded, didn't dare to disturb Ren Pingsheng anymore, and left quickly.

Side.

Liu Yunmeng always felt that Ren Pingsheng's squishy appearance was simply vivid, and it didn't look like acting at all.

On the other hand, the maid she plays always seems to lack some charm.

"I still have to practice."

Liu Yunmeng made a decision silently in his heart, and he must not hold Ren Pingsheng back.

Minutes and seconds passed.

I don't know how long it took.

The bustard's voice sounded again: "Childe is free now?" ”

Ren Pingsheng said casually: "Come in." ”

"Yes, Childe!"

The old bustard replied respectfully.

Immediately after, the door was pushed open.

Three twenty-eight-year-old girls walked in, stood in a row, and saluted respectfully to Ren Pingsheng: "The slave family has seen the son." ”

The one on the left is wearing a moon-white low-cut dress, covered with a silk plain light yarn, a white belt around her waist, jet-black hair, holding a flowing cloud bun, a few beaded flowers inserted between the buns, and there seems to be a little cold between her eyebrows.

The one in the middle, with a thin powder on his face, a light green skirt, a white hibiscus picked on his head, and a jasper Qibao exquisite hairpin, looks pure and lovely, like a low-profile version of Liu Yunmeng.

The one on the right, dressed in a pale red long skirt embroidered with snow-white red plums, used a white brocade belt to tie the slender waist that could not be grasped, and a green silk was twisted into a wishful bun, with only a white hosta.

Although he is young, he has a charming temperament between his gestures.

I have to say.

For a small city Qinglou, it is extremely difficult to find such a Qingqi Oiran with a completely different style and temperament.

In other words, it was the gentleman of Jianbei City, and when he saw the three of them, his eyes were already shining, even if he asked him to take out all the silver, it must be willing.

However.

Ren Pingsheng just glanced at them lightly, then picked up the teacup and said lukewarmly: "There is no shortage of maids who carry tea and water around my son. ”

The implication is that such a good thing is only worthy of serving tea and water to himself, and he can't even pinch his waist and beat his legs.

The cold girl on the left, hearing this, showed a touch of displeasure between her eyebrows, and was about to speak, but inadvertently glanced at it and saw Liu Yunmeng, who was standing behind Ren Pingsheng and looked well-behaved.

The words I wanted to say were instantly stuck in my throat, and I couldn't spit them out.

After all.

Whether it is temperament or appearance, he is not as good as half of other people's personal maids.

is only worthy of being a maid who serves tea and water, and it instantly becomes reasonable.

It's not just her.

The other two girls are all thinking the same way at this moment.

It's not that their appearance is not outstanding enough, it's that Liu Yunmeng is too dazzling.

"It's rare for the son to come to Jianbei Mansion once, and he can bring you tea and water, which is also a blessing for the daughters of the slave family......"

The old bustard said with a smile.

Ren Pingsheng just sat in the chair and didn't say a word.

Behind.

Liu Yunmeng felt that he should do something at this time, so he took a step forward and squeezed his shoulder like a little maid.

Her Royal Highness the princess, how has he ever done the work of serving people.

Pinch your shoulders, it's not light or heavy.

Ren Pingsheng only felt like someone was pinching his neck, but in front of outsiders, it was not easy to say anything, but he put on a comfortable appearance.

Seeing this, Liu Yunmeng pinched it even harder, and his strength was greater, and he even used the aura in his body.

The corners of Ren Pingsheng's eyes twitched, endured the pain, looked at the three girls, waved his hand and said: "This son will live here for a few days, and when you eat, you will serve on the side, and your reward is indispensable." ”

When the old bustard heard this, his eyebrows showed a look of joy, looked at the girls, and said, "Don't hurry up and thank Gongzi." ”

The three girls with different styles all saluted respectfully: "Gongzi Xie." ”

Ren Pingsheng seemed unwilling to say more to them, so he closed his eyes and recuperated.

The old bustard saw what he said, immediately understood, gave the three girls a look, and led them out of the house.

After they left.

Ren Pingsheng grabbed Liu Yunmeng's slender little hand, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes: "When did the minister offend His Highness, His Highness will treat the minister like this." ”

“？”

Liu Yunmeng looked dazed and asked, "Are you uncomfortable?" ”

The corners of Ren Pingsheng's mouth twitched, and he said, "Your Highness is only about to strangle the minister to death." ”

“……”

Liu Yunmeng was stunned for a few seconds, shrunk his neck in shame, and whispered: "This palace still thinks that your cultivation is high, so you need to use more strength." ”

No matter how high the cultivation is, it is also a mortal fetus in the flesh, where can it stand such a toss.

Ren Pingsheng slandered in his heart, but he didn't say anything more, just said: "It's okay for Your Highness to be like this, vent your anger in advance, so as not to wait for the ...... to be wronged" (end of this chapter)