Since he agreed to Cai Wenji to participate in the poetry meeting, Fan Xiwen naturally wanted to dress himself up, but the few robes he was wearing had been completely made by Liu Xuan's family. This group of people are all men, who can do laundry and the like, and have no choice but to spend money to buy it.

Although Fan Xiwen is a celebrity now, because of the secret passage of the Chen Mansion, he is not worried about being chased, so Fan Xiwen decided to go out again. And Fan Xiwen decided to use a pseudonym to do things in his heart, it was the first time he came and didn't know how famous he was, but now that he knows, Fan Xiwen will naturally not stupidly use his real name in exchange for being blocked by others or used as advertising value-added.

When he went out this time, Fan Xiwen only went out with the money bag of Huzi. When I walked to Chen's Mansion and met Miss Chen's Mansion, but Miss Chen still looked smiling before she saw Fan Xiwen, but when she saw Fan Xiwen, she looked at Fan Xiwen like the world owed her millions.

Fan Xiwen originally wanted to say hello to the eldest lady, but when she saw her dead face, she immediately lost interest. I can only comfort myself in my heart that this girl has taken medicine or relatives are coming.

Walking out of the Chen family's compound, Fan Xiwen and Huzi completely changed their appearance, how to say? If you give Fan Xiwen a fan and a white dog, then he is a typical gentleman. Walking in a figure-of-eight step, he shook with smugness, and he didn't know what this guy was happy about.

After walking three streets and four alleys, Fan Xiwen stopped, and Huzi had no choice but to stand behind him, with a strange look on his face.

"Huzi, you said we've been shopping for so long, but where is this place to sell clothes?" Fan Xiwen turned his head sideways and said to Huzi, but his eyes were rolling there.

"Young master, it seems that we don't know where those tailor shops are." Huzi said affirmatively to Fan Xiwen, and then nodded to show that he was sure.

"What, I don't know where the shop is, and you still dare to take the young master around?" As soon as Fan Xiwen heard Huzi's words, he immediately rushed up and gave Huzi a chestnut, isn't this a good time for young master Ben in vain?

"But, young master, aren't you in front? It's not a small lead. Huzi rubbed his round head, and then said aggrievedly.

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What Huzi said is reasonable, Fan Xiwen walked in the front for half a day, and the statement that Huzi led the way is not valid at all. Now Fan Xiwen was embarrassed, knocked someone for no reason, and pushed all the sins on them. If Wang Fan said so, Fan Xiwen would still be able to say to him confidently, you are the young master's follower, who will lead the way if you don't lead the way? But the one in front of him was too honest, and Fan Xiwen was embarrassed to splash dirty water on him.

"So what's next?" Fan Xiwen asked angrily.

"Why don't we ask for the next step." Huzi came up with a great idea.

"Then you go and ask, young master, I'm a little tired, close my eyes." After speaking, he didn't wait for Huzi to say any opinions and just closed his eyes, but this is on the street, people come and go, Fan Xiwen doesn't want to play "hitting porcelain".

But Huzi really lives up to the good word of honesty and honesty, Fan Xiwen asked him to ask for directions, and he really went to ask for directions, no matter what Fan Xiwen was doing, he just ran to the side and grabbed a little beggar to ask for directions.

That's right, it's just a little beggar, there is a little beggar humming leisurely under the eaves of a house next to Fan Xiwen nearby, and the rest of the pedestrians are in a hurry, as a simple and honest person, how can Huzi be embarrassed to stop others from walking to ask for directions?

However, the answer given by the beggar made Huzi incomprehensible, and the beggar actually had to charge a fee before telling Huzi Lu. However, when Huzi saw that the beggar was quite pitiful, he took out a few coppers from his bosom and gave them to the beggar, and when he took the money, he also took out the silver with this ingot of white flowers, which was as much as ten taels. The little beggar didn't say anything, but there was a sparkle in the eyes of a person next to him.

After asking for directions, Huzi turned out to be a little wanted to scold, no why, there were several tailor shops on the street next door. By the time Huzi reacted and wanted to get the coppers back, the little beggar had already run away with a smoke, and the dust on his face fell to the ground.

Looking at this scene, Fan Xiwen didn't know if it was right to ask Huzi to keep the money bag for him.

Huzi was stunned after asking, and Fan Xiwen was still pretending to close his eyes to recuperate, and the two were still at a certain distance. A middle-aged man next to him came when Huzi took the silver from his arms, and looking at Huzi's annoyed expression, he immediately felt that the fat sheep had come to the door.

If you can get the silver ingot in that kid's hand, then you can go to Qunfang Pavilion tonight to have a dashing look, and when I think of this middle-aged man's eyes, there is a trace of brilliance that ordinary people can understand, and he is full of energy.

However, if this middle-aged man knew that Qunfang Pavilion had only been smashed today, and the seemingly innocent kid in front of him was also one of the group of people who smashed things, I don't know how he would feel.

"Hey, little brother, you don't look like a local." The middle-aged man ran forward and climbed on Huzi's shoulder and said affectionately before Huzi could react. However, a pair of hands inadvertently touched Huzi's chest secretly.

The middle-aged man thought that he was doing things secretly, but he didn't know that his deliberately pretending to be a bold voice suddenly fell into Fan Xiwen's ears, and directly opened Fan Xiwen's eyes irritably, and Fan Xiwen saw the middle-aged man's dishonest hands touching Huzi's chest as soon as he followed the sound.

"Damn, this is the ancestor of the legendary pickpocket! But it's too unprofessional, so you should bring a tool or something. And your actions are too fake, others will know it at a glance. Fan Xiwen secretly commented on the middle-aged man in his heart, but the middle-aged man didn't know that his movements had been fully peeped at.

To say that Fan Xiwen's evaluation of this middle-aged man actually wronged him, why? People are amateurs, not professional thieves, and this kind of work is what I heard from those fox friends before, and I have never tried it myself. It was the first time he had done such a thing, so he didn't have any tools ready. Besides, the middle-aged man has just come out of the gambling hall, and all his belongings have been lost, have you ever seen a gambler enter the gambling hall with any clips or something? And are there any professional tools in the late Han Dynasty? Even if there is, it is definitely to equip those top people in the industry first, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, even if he is a thief, he is a stupid thief.

(Hey, I've been writing books for so long, and today I found out that I had five cents more money in my account, and I'm ashamed to say that scholars.) This afternoon's chapter is not sure, if there is time, it will be released on time at six o'clock, if not, it will be delayed, so please bear with me. ）