Afternoon.

In the east of Beijing, there is only one word difference between the southeast gate of Chang'an City, in the afternoon, there is a simple man driving a carriage into the city, there is a woman wrapped in linen cloth holding a five-foot object wrapped in coarse cloth, and a young man, the two sit opposite each other, silent.

It was the night and night guards who came all the way from Qingniyi, and Song Zhen, the dart master of the Hezimen Dart Bureau, who should not or should have been with him.

It's just that I haven't seen the dart team led by the female dart leader.

is to be able to see this Song Zhen walking with the sister and brother of the Ye family, which is indeed a little suspicious.

After inspecting the two physical examinations that I don't know where to buy them forgerically, Song Zhen waved the horsewhip very skillfully, and followed with a "drive" in his mouth.

Naturally, I didn't know why I sent the two sisters and brothers here, and Song Zhen even asked the firm just now if he wanted to find a daughter-in-law for himself.

Obviously, there will not be such a good thing, and Ye Yao, who had secretly talked a few words with He Jinsuo at that time, would not have said the plan in his heart and repeatedly prevaricated.

Due to the reputation of his own dart game, Song Zhen also had to take on such a "private job" that he thought was a temporary takeover of his own dart.

Hearing this, the sister and brother who had never spoken for a long time opened their mouths.

"Go find Sister Ling?" Ye Sangen asked first.

"No, no." Ye Yao in the car refused simply, "How can you say that the old lady sees you like this?" Her temper, beat me or beat you? Or go to Phoenix City to find Mo Yan to reason? It is really convincing for a monk to think of her as such. ”

The words seemed to be helpless, and the tone was full of sadness, not only for the old sister in the mouth, but also for the third brother in front of him.

Ye San could see it openly, and said, "You have to know sooner or later." ”

Ye Yaoer said helplessly: "Then you can take advantage of this time to quickly think about ideas and see if you can recover, the eldest sister knows that it is just a toss, and Ye Jiazi will be noisy in my ears every day, annoying." ”

Ye San was even more noncommittal, did not talk again, mentioned his own sister who was born with a Buddha appearance, or don't say too much in front of Ye Yao, these two people are bound to become fire and water, and one is not suitable to suffer from himself.

Ye Yao said to the outside of the carriage: "Trouble Brother Song, first go to Xinchang Xing in the east of the city, Xinghua Lane, the house under the apricot tree." ”

Song Zhen, who was also confused about the conversation between the two sisters and brothers, controlled the carriage to drive east.

The car shopkeeper took the tea scene, turned into Xinghua Lane, and inquired all the way after stopping and stopping to make sure that this alley was indeed not wrong, and said "wow" uncontrollably, "Is this the alleyway or the main road, why is it so wide." ”

Obviously, he knew that he had reached his destination, after all, whether it was the capital or Beijing, or any big city in the world, it was stipulated that the main road should go hand in hand with three times and six driving the Son of Heaven, just so that when there was a special ritual sacrifice, the main road could go back and forth without hindrance. Whether it is a lane or a street, it is easy to walk in the neighborhood and does not need to be too spacious.

It is not surprising that Song Zhen can have this question, after all, the origin of this Xinghua Lane is strange, and this foreigner who has been to Gyeonggi for the first time will naturally not understand.

It was Ye Ya Yi who explained: "After the construction of this military town more than 30 years ago, the people who lived in this alley were all high-ranking officials in the barracks, and most of the officials were generals above the brigade commander, just so that they would not lose time when they were lit in the morning, and it was understandable that it was built more spacious. ”

Song Zhen couldn't help but sigh that this Beijing was not understood by these ordinary people, and sighed: "It is worthy of being the capital, and these words are not something that we can understand in a small place." ”

As soon as I thought about asking the second lady of the night family how she could buy the house here, I saw a few small tables and a few small stools abruptly placed in the middle of the alleyway.

"Second Miss, there is a stall ahead." Song Zhen looked at it again and continued, "It seems to be at the door of the house with an apricot tree." ”

Ye Ya frowned.

Ye San even opened the curtain to take a look, and saw that on the spacious and neat street, which could not be called an alley, the tables and low stools, and the freshly pasted window screens seemed to have been opened by the wind, which was indeed out of place.

Looking at this experience that has been in this house for two consecutive years, whether it is at the right time or nosy, it is in a trance.

Song Zhen opened his mouth again and asked, "Do you want to go over and take a look?" ”

Without waiting for Ye Yao to speak, Ye San suddenly came back to his senses and said "go".

Walk closer, don't ask or see, just smell it to know that it is apricot blossom porridge, the street is full of fragrance, refreshing people's spleen, and coming to the nose.

"It smells so good." Song Zhen was already boasting uncontrollably.

In the car, the third night also sniffed, looked at his sister and smiled, his expression was funny, "Drink a bowl?" ”

The night is far away.

Ye Yao understood what his younger brother was thinking, when he was still young, those half-grown children in the house would beat apricot blossoms all over the mountains in April, just to drink a bowl of apricot blossom porridge.

Find the fat Aunt Zhu who can't be fatter anymore, boil it into a paste with fresh millet, quite particular about the time, short and tasteless, long sour, which child can drink fast and ask for another bowl, the most happy.

This second lady of the night family, who later became a well-known glutton in Beijing, would go home from time to time to drink a bowl.

Without him, the taste of the world is pure joy, and light is the most pleasing to people.

Ye Yao said: "Master Song, our sister and brother are inconvenient, you go and help buy a bowl of apricot blossom porridge, and then inquire about the current situation of this house." ”

At this time, it was past the meal, and there were only a few inkblot diners in front of the stall taking small sips of the apricot blossom porridge that was served all day, after all, Song Zhen was a newcomer and didn't know how to be tactful, so he took advantage of the stall owner girl in a goose yellow robe to scoop porridge and asked directly: "Who owns this house now?" ”

The stall owner was stunned at first, listening to this rich local accent, he felt funny, and the shallow pear vortex on his cheeks was also good-looking, and said: "What's the matter, buy porridge and ask the rules of the owner's house?" ”

The dart master who traveled south and north was also speechless, and "um" for a while, until the stall owner handed the porridge to him, he didn't say why, but his face turned red.

The stall owner felt even more amused, and the pear vortex went deeper again, no longer teasing him, and said, "This is my house, but the house is surnamed Ye and my surname is Su, I just watch it for others." If it's really said, in fact, I can also be surnamed Ye, anyway, this is my house, is there anything else? ”

Song Zhen didn't know how to reply when he heard this, so he heard the night call in the carriage: "Master Song, don't drink the porridge, let's go." ”

Song Zhen looked at the stall owner, although he didn't know what Ye Yao meant, he didn't take the bowl of apricot blossom porridge that was still steaming, and hurriedly returned to the carriage, listening to the three watches in the car who were also quietly urging him to go quickly, and hurriedly drove away.

In the alley, Su Liubai, a small stall owner who sells apricot blossom porridge for three meals a day and only has apricot blossom cake in the morning, Xiuya's eyebrows are only frowning, and she is puzzled.

The sound was indeed familiar, and she was in a trance for a while.

Song Zhen, who is as curious as he is, doesn't understand why the second lady of the Ye family is in such a hurry, but she just thinks that she has met the enemy or creditor of the year, after all, the identity of the tree is a big move, and it is understandable that it is not.

Ye Yao just said "go quickly" and passed perfunctorily, and asked Song Zhen to drive to the nearby rented house.

Whether it is Beijing or Beijing, it is not better than the small towns in the local area, there are many people here, and the night is naturally more considered, and it is better to rent a house than an inn in terms of safety and purity.

Leaving Ye Yao in the car carefully and comfortingly, Ye San took off his sister's hat and put it on his head, and got out of the car with Song Zhen, but he didn't take a few steps before he was stopped by an old man.

The old man was dressed in a gray coarse linen shirt, and his face was dry and dry, and he looked like he was a little older, but his hair was jet black, and he was not much better than that of young people.

Seeing that someone was blocking the way, Song Zhen dodged to the side, but the old man also moved, still blocking the two of them.

Song Zhen was impatient and said, "What are you doing?" ”

The old man smiled and said, "Are you going to buy a house?" ”

Just as a folk private tooth person, Ye San just pulled Song Zhen's shirt, signaled him not to do much, and said: "Don't bother the old man, let's go in and choose by ourselves." ”

The land has been owned by the state since ancient times, and the Department of Renting Houses is the department designated by the imperial court to sell and lease the land of the house, which belongs to the Ministry of Industry. The Yalangya people are all public people appointed by the imperial court to be assessed by the imperial court, so in order to distinguish them, the people call the people who rent the house as the public tooth people. On the other hand, there are those private people who secretly sell leases for a living in order to save some transit procedures. It's just that this kind of house rented and sold without proper procedures is cheap, but there are still too many uncontrollable factors, and the imperial court has also vigorously punished some of them, but with little effect.

Ye San is naturally more aware of some of the doorways inside, so he doesn't want to deal with this group of people.

The old man still smiled kindly, and said, "In this situation, the third prince has not gone home yet, and he is not afraid of accidents?" ”

Ye San's heart was shocked, the foot that was originally raised was retracted again, his eyes tightened, and he no longer concealed it, he pushed the hat up, and asked, "What's wrong?" Could it be that someone can still bully us who are weak and sick? ”

Just from the old man's words, Song Zhen heard that the identities of the three of them were exposed, for fear that it was really the enemy of the Ye family, and there would be any worse pools, so he stepped forward and blocked the front of the Ye San, for fear that he would cause trouble again. But he was pulled aside by the third watch of the night, and the third son of the night family said again: "What's more, at the foot of this son of heaven, who dares to come nonsense?" ”

The old man's smiling eyes had turned into a gap, but he still couldn't stop the blazing gaze inside, and said, "What's wrong with the feet of the Son of Heaven?" There have never been murders. ”

"The deceased?"

"Watch dog."

Ye San suddenly realized that he really didn't expect to meet this old guy here.