The gray-robed monk stopped and turned his head.

Eyes meet Yeats: "The benefactor is called the poor monk?" ”

Yeats nodded.

The monk smiled, like a warm winter sun.

Yeats didn't see it, she turned to the shopkeeper and said, "A bowl of porridge." After speaking, he took out two coins from his purse, "and a white steamed bun." ”

"Great!" The shopkeeper took the money and happily went to make porridge and get steamed buns.

The monk turned around and thanked him sincerely, "Thank you, donor." ”

Yeats avoided it, not thanking him head-on, "The master is polite." ”

The shopkeeper scooped a spoonful of porridge: "Bring the bowl." ”

The monk stretched out his hand reverently, respectfully holding the bowl and asking the store to pour the porridge, "Ah, this is the steamed bun that the guest officer bought for you" After speaking, he stuffed it into the monk's hand.

When he turned around, he muttered, "In these years, good-looking monks have even been invited to eat." ”

"......" Yeats was really embarrassed at this time, and fled with the copywriting bag and left the breakfast shop.

The monk stood in the corner of the wall, squatted down, held a bowl in one hand and a steamed bun in the other, a mouthful of clear porridge soup and a mouthful of white steamed buns, and ate with relish.

As the sun rises, the light shines through the clouds.

Yeats disappeared into the crowd of people on the street, and the monk's porridge was finished, got up, looked silently in the direction she had disappeared, and turned to leave.

In the afternoon, Zhang Jin came back from outside, "I didn't find Liu Niangzi's girl." ”

Yeats was ripping through benefactors, looking for possible suspects.

She raised her head, "According to Uncle Dagen, this girl came to the capital last summer to look for relatives, fainted at the door of Liu Niangzi on a rainy day, and after being rescued by Liu Niangzi, she was a girl at her house." ”

Zhang Jin said: "All the nearby intersections, docks, and Jinkou have been found, and no one has ever seen a girl about twenty years old." ”

"Pucao......" Yeats read the girl's name, "I guess it's fake." ”

"What then?"

Teng Chong came in from outside and said loudly, "What should I do?" has been living in the alley for more than half a year, and the people in the alley must have seen her, Brother Ye, you just draw a portrait, as long as it is a thief, you will definitely be able to catch it. ”

Yeats agreed, and looked at the workstation behind him, but he hadn't officially started work yet, and Lord Zhao was not there, so it seemed that she could only paint alone.

Teng Chong untied the big knife and put it on the desk, and said, "Junior Brother Ye, I heard that there are still a few cases for Lu Sicheng to press during the Chinese New Year, it seems that we have to go up in advance." ”

When a murderer kills, of course, he doesn't look at whether the official office is on high value, they will kill if they want to, what can they do.

Yeats classified the number of benefactors he remembered by Li Zheng and divided them into one grade, "These few come to Liu Niangzi almost every once in a while, and they start with them." ”

"Okay."

A few people summed up how to check separately, and it was almost valued.

At the door, Yang Fuquan and the big yellow dog of Liu Niangzi were waiting to be on duty with Yeats.

Before Yeats touched the horse rope, Bai Lang came out of nowhere, "Lord Ye, my grandfather has please-"

Didn't you just see it last night, why did you come here again, for some reason, thinking of yesterday's scene, Yeats blushed a little.

Teng Chong and the others slipped away like thieves as if they hadn't seen Bai Lang.

“……”

Yeats followed Bai Lang and just turned a corner when he saw Pei Jingning's carriage.

For some reason, she has a phobia of getting into the carriage, grinding and grinding, but she just doesn't get on the car.

Pei Jingning had no choice but to get out of the car and ask for someone, "Lord Ye-"

Yeats's face flushed, "My lord, I haven't slept since the middle of last night!" ”

Pei Jingning stretched out his hand to help her get into the carriage, "Get in the car and squint for a while." ”

Yeats really didn't want to ride in the same carriage with him, but he was helped into the carriage.

She sat far away.

Pei Jingning smiled when he saw Wan'er, and didn't joke with her, "I'll be here soon." ”

Can I help you? Yeats wondered, watching fireworks again? No way.

Lord Shaoqing is like a roundworm in Lord Ye's belly, "You'll know when you arrive." ”

Still mysterious? Yeats guessed to go to dinner? Right: Guess if it's a show that girls like? What would that be?

Half an hour later, Yeats was taken by Pei Jingning to a place, which is indeed a place that girls like - the embroidery workshop, where there are all kinds of beautiful clothes.

"My lord, this is ......"

"Take you somewhere, but change your clothes."

Yeats didn't move, his face was pale, wearing women's clothes in this world meant becoming a vassal of men, and she didn't want to wear them.

Of course Pei Jingning saw it.

"It's for business."

Yeats looked at him in disbelief: "It's like a woman dressing up as a man in Yangzhou?" ”

"Hmm."

Pei Jingning had no bad deeds here at Yeats, and she believed his words.

"What occasion? Is it simple and clean that you can wear? ”

Pei Jingning smiled slightly, "No." ”

Yeats always felt that Lord Shaoqing was doing private business, but when he thought that when he was in Yangzhou, he had already seen her in women's clothes, as if there was no need to lie to her.

When he was in Yangzhou, Yeats played a small jasper, which was different from dressing up in wealth this time.

Under the costume of Mingzhu and Zhuzhen, they dressed up and almost had a pearl and emerald, but fortunately they were stopped by Yeats, and they only wore two or three kinds of gold hairpins and Huasheng.

A light orange-red cloak, wearing a white brocade jacket inlaid with gold thread, sewing snow-white white fox fluff at the corners, a light orange-red forged belt of the same color as the cloak is wrapped around the waist, the middle of the belt is inlaid with a piece of fine Hetian jade, and the left side of the belt is tied with a piece of high-quality mutton fat jade pendant hanging around the waist.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Yeats was very unaccustomed.

"No...... No way...... After dressing up...... Ye Zhi stretched out his hand to take Hua Sheng down, and was made by Mingzhu, "Lord Ye, this is already the most concise, if you take it off again, the master should punish us." ”

As soon as he heard that Pei Jingning was going to punish people, Yeats was reluctant to suffer the girl, so he had to give up.

Mingzhu covered her mouth and smiled secretly, every time she said that the master was going to punish them, Lord Ye relented, and they really met a good master.

"Lord Ye, I've been waiting for you outside for a long time, or ......"

Yeats looked down at a complicated set of clothes, helpless, "I'm doing this for ......" She suddenly thought that this was an official business, and Lord Shaoqing should be rewarded.

She hurriedly walked out with her skirt in her hand, "My lord......"

Pei Jingning stood in the waiting room with his hands in his hands, not knowing what to look at on the wall, when he heard Yeats's call, he suddenly turned his head looking for the sound.

The little lady was wearing a light orange cloak, and she rushed to him like the wind.

The waist is slender, the skin is like congealed fat, the apricot eyes and peach cheeks, the whole person is like a flower like jade, charming and moving, and a smile is overwhelming.

Pei Jingning's eyes moved, and his heart throbbed.

He stepped up to meet her.

"Zhizhi ......" If you wait in the living room, the young noble son is slender and straight, with sharp eyebrows, and when he looks down at the little lady, his eyebrows are soft, smiling, and warm.

(End of chapter)