The procedure of eating crabs is extremely cumbersome, and when Lu Wenjing and Yang Shen eat cleanly, it is time for the whole old street to close.

There was less than an hour left before the time, and Liu Si also drilled into Rishenglong in order to ensure that nothing went wrong. And Lu Wenjing and the three of them were brought back to the third floor by the shopkeeper of Mingchun Building, and were arranged in a secret private room, because they leaned against the window, they could see the situation of Rishenglong opposite at any time, and they were not disturbed by outsiders, but it was a good place to squat.

The little scholar brought by Yang Shen was still young, and he couldn't help being sleepy at this time, so he fell asleep on the tea table early, and snored softly.

"Alas, I said I wanted to send you back, but you still refused, be careful of catching a cold..."

Yang Shen scolded lightly, and asked the shopkeeper for a blanket and covered the scholar's back.

Lu Wenjing saw it and said happily:

"Brother Yong still cares about your little scholar."

"This child's parents died young, and he has been taken in by his father for three years. In the past three years, I haven't learned anything else, but I have learned my bad temper thoroughly. ”

Yang Shen's eyes were filled with some love, and it seemed that this scholar was also a very important person to him.

At this time, the whole old street fell silent, and it was not as lively as before, and from time to time three or five people walked out of the restaurant shoulder to shoulder, and they were still swaying and humming a little song, which looked very funny.

Lu Wenjing looked at the drunkards who had returned home, and under the hazy moonlight, his heart also swelled with some inexplicable throbbing.

Family...

Now I actually have a home and a family.

No more staring at the icy ceiling.

I don't know if the little lady slept at this time, is she worried about me?

In his mind, he couldn't help but think of Zhao Qianrou's sweet face, and Lu Wenjing smiled stupidly.

This pure smile happened to be captured by Yang Shen, and he was stunned for a moment.

Throughout the night, for Yang Shen, Lu Wenjing's smile was the most real.

"Is Brother Huaizhen someone who is concerned?" Yang Shen smiled, "Isn't it your lady who just passed through the door?" ”

Being seen through his mind, Lu Wenjing was a little embarrassed:

"I said I miss a lady, will you laugh at me?"

"Why, I'll only envy you..."

"Envy?"

Yang Shen looked up at the moon and said with emotion:

"Someone remembers you, and you also remembers her, this feeling is too subtle."

"What, Brother Yong hasn't married a wife yet?"

Lu Wenjing's speech is sometimes very straightforward, which catches people off guard.

“... I'm ashamed, Yang doesn't have that mind yet. ”

"I understand, you are bent on being above the imperial examination, and you will never marry a wife before you reach the first rank."

"Laughing."

Lu Wenjing thought for a while and said:

"With Brother Xiu's literary talent and knowledge, I will definitely get a champion in the palace test in the next year, and don't forget to invite me to drink at that time."

Yang Shen panicked and said:

"Brother Huaizhen will kill me, there will be tens of thousands of scholars who will try, and many of them are capable people who can beat me, and I don't even dare to think about being the top student in high school."

"What, don't you believe it?" Lu Wenjing stared at him, "I'll put my words here, the next time you take the palace exam, you will definitely be a high school champion." If not, I'll ask you to drink..."

Yang Shen was stunned and said with a smile:

"Neutral or not, you and I both have wine to drink, and it's fast!"

"That's right, that's what I mean."

Lu Wenjing's chest was happy, but he felt that this Yang Shen was not as sour as an ordinary literati, and he was also a lover.

It's a pity that you are still too idealistic now, thinking that everything is black and white, and even defending what you think is the "Tao" regardless of your own feathers.

If this is not the case, how could you, Yang Shen, be involved in the dispute over the "Great Rites Discussion" in the early years of Jiajing more than ten years later, almost to death, and finally be sent to southern Yunnan and hate a foreign country?

Well...

This time, let me teach you a lesson, although this lesson will make you suffer a little grievance, but it is also for your good.

Lu Wenjing thought like this, touched the teapot, and found that the tea had been cold unconsciously.

"Shopkeeper, change a pot of hot tea..."

......

In the shadow of the moon, a slender masked man flies on the eaves of the old street, his movements are dashing and neat, and he is almost on the ground.

The masked man landed lightly on the roof of Mingchun Tower, prostrate down, put his ears on the tiles, and after listening for a while, his eyes lit up.

"Sure enough, it's the young master..."

It turned out that the masked man was the housekeeper of the Lu family, Zhao Qianrou's dowry maid, Lan Ying.

Lan Ying and the young grandmother Zhao Qianrou agreed that if they didn't see the young master return to the house when they arrived in Hai, they would go out to find out.

Because before Lu Wenjing went out, the conversation with the housekeeper Liu Si was deliberately overheard by Lan Ying A few words, such as "old street" and "teahouse" are the key, so I found it all the way here.

"It's almost time, the young master is not going back to the house, and he is still drinking tea and chatting here, that person can't be his old look, right?"

Thinking that the young lady was still in the empty room in the Lu Mansion, working hard to make clothes for the beasts surnamed Lu, and he was hiding here for a tryst, Lan Ying immediately became angry.

A stinky and shameless slut who dares to have a private meeting with Miss's man, and when I recognize you, I won't beat you to a bruised nose and swollen face!

Lan Ying's eyes revealed a hint of murderous aura, and she carefully lifted a tile, and the dim candlelight faintly revealed, and she happened to see the young master's grinning face clearly.

"Laugh so happily, negative man, you don't know how beautiful your little lover is?"

Lan Ying gritted her teeth and looked at the other side, and when she saw the person's appearance clearly, the whole person was almost petrified.

"Male... Male? ”

She gasped, as if she had discovered something extraordinary, and an unspeakable storm began in her little brain.

In the middle of the night, the young master met with a man, and he looked so... There must be something wrong with such a feminine man.

It's a big problem!

Lan Ying couldn't help but shudder, not daring to think about it any further.

"No, I have to go back and tell Miss..."

She closed the tile with trembling hands, but accidentally made some noise, and a little dust fell down, right on Lu Wenjing's nose.

"Ahh

Lu Wenjing's nose itched, he sneezed loudly, looked up, and said suspiciously:

"Got mice?"

At this time, Yang Shen pointed out the window with a slightly nervous face:

"It's time."

Lu Wenjing glanced over, an old watchman leaned on his back, slowly walked on the lonely streets of the old street, accompanied by a dull watch, hoarse and weakly shouted:

"Lang Lang Yang Shi, safe and sound..."

is playing three watches, which also means that it is now the time of the child.

"Look at the back of the money village, it seems that a few people have climbed into the yard!"

Not to mention, Yang Shen's eyes were really good, Lu Wenjing looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, by the moonlight, he vaguely saw a few people tiptoeing around in the backyard of Qian Zhuang.

Among them, the person who led the leader is tall and big, and at first glance he is the leader.

The man probed around and didn't seem to notice anything unusual, so he beckoned to his men.

There were three people holding something in their hands, and they were about to run up to do it.

"Bang!"

The backyard door was wide open, more than a dozen men rushed out with torches, and someone else shouted:

"Where are the thieves fleeing?!"

This voice was extremely loud, with a strong internal force, and shook the figures of those thieves.

It was this stunned kung fu, and more than a dozen torches had already surrounded them, and it seemed that it was difficult to fly even if they had wings.

Seeing this, Lu Wenjing stood up happily:

"It's done, use Brother Xiu to follow me to check!"