The servant of the high school Cheng family turned out to be so old.

Before Mu Ting could speak, the old servant said again: "The medical worker has instructed that our master must recuperate and not see too many people." ”

The implication is that I just want to see Mu Ting.

Mu Ting took a step forward: "I am Mu Ting." This Qin lady is the maid of this son, she has always been well-behaved and has few words, and she is the most considerate, she went in with this son. ”

Qin Xiangxiang also took a step forward, showing a timid smile at the old servant.

She was not tall, thin, and had a small pale face that looked harmless to humans and animals.

The old servant rolled his eyes, and then said reluctantly, "Okay." Mu Shizi came with the old slave. ”

He was vigilant, and as soon as Qin Xiangxiang entered the door with his hind feet, he immediately closed the door.

Liao Haohai was about to talk to Chen Ze, but when he turned around, he saw that only Chen Ze and Counselor Zhu were left. What about the others?

Facing Liao Haohai's doubts, Chen Ze was extremely calm: "They went to have supper." ”

Who can believe it? Liao Haohai did not expose it, but took a few steps back, leaned on the wall of the carriage, and carefully looked at Gao Gaocheng's house.

Although the mansion is small, the courtyard wall is not low.

Chen Ze walked up to him unhurriedly: "Liao Pingshi is familiar with high school?" ”

"It's not familiar. But I still know a little bit about it. Gao Gao Cheng is a native of Cangzhou, and his ancestors have meritorious service to the royal family. However, he didn't rely on this to get a reward. I heard that although he was an official in the capital, his family had never received a teacher from Beijing. Over the years, Gao Gao Cheng has always lived alone in Jingshi. It is said that he usually likes to be alone, does not like to socialize, and does not like to form gangs. ”

Sounds like a good officer.

Bypassing the shadow wall, the main room is not far away, and only one room is lit up.

The old slave of the Cheng family in high school is lame. He limped along, looking back at Mu Ting and Qin Xiang unceremoniously.

After doing this a few times, Mu Ting stopped and asked the old slave: "I don't know what to call you?" ”

The lame old slave said: "Mu Shizi can call the old slave Fengbo." ”

Mu Ting said: "I don't know why Feng Bo frequently looks at this son? Is this son dressed inappropriately? ”

Feng Bo said: "Our master doesn't like to socialize, and there are very few noble officials like Mu Shizi in the family, so the old slave couldn't help but take a few more looks, and asked Mu Shizi not to blame." ”

He said blame on his lips, but his face was unapologetic, and he even glanced at Qin Xiangxiang again, and his eyes did not hide his contempt for Qin Xiangxiang. Qin thought about it for a moment, and even understood his eyes. This Feng Bo probably thinks that she is a little lady, and she is wandering around in the middle of a group of men, and she is shameless.

The old slave of the high school Cheng family is really strange.

Qin Xiangxiang smiled timidly at Chao Fengbo, and always maintained Mu Ting's setting for her: well-behaved, few words, considerate.

Feng Bo pursed his lips, and before opening the door, he emphasized to Qin Xiangxiang again: "This Qin lady, please be cautious, our master doesn't like women to intervene the most." ”

Oh, it seems that this high school boy is still prejudiced against women.

The house where the high school man lives looks very ordinary.

After entering the door, Feng Bo motioned for Qin Xiang to wait outside the living room, and only invited Mu Ting in.

Qin thought about it: "......" This Feng Bo didn't want her to see Gao Gao at all.

However, Mu Ting didn't speak, she stood outside the bamboo curtain and quietly looked at the furnishings in the room.

This high school gentleman looks really breezy with his sleeves. The floor of the house is paved with green bricks, the simple furniture looks old, and the wood is not good, and the mud of the tall one placed against the wall is probably broken, and it is tied with an unsuitable plank.

It's even shabby than her foot shop looks.

But according to the rank and income of the high school man, he should not be so poor.

That Feng Bo had already led Mu Ting to the high school couch.

There was only one oil lamp burning in the room, dimly shining on the patches of the tent scraped on the bed of the high school girl.

Gao Gao Cheng was half-lying with a gray face, the quilt was pulled up to his neck, and he couldn't tell where he was injured. On the low table next to his bed, there was a porcelain bowl, perhaps a bowl for medicinal juice. There was a faint bitter smell of medicine in the room.

"Mu Shizi is coming to visit at night, not just to visit the old man?" Although Gao Gaocheng's face was gray, his eyes were still burning.

Mu Ting looked at him condescendingly, and the face of this high school man looked a little familiar for some reason.

Since Gao Gao Cheng got straight to the point, he said bluntly: "This son of the world was ordered by the saint to thoroughly investigate the crimes committed by the Di people, and I heard that Gao Gao Cheng was assassinated by the Di people, and this son of the world wanted to come to inquire about the situation of Gao Cheng at that time. ”

Gao Gao Cheng squinted at Mu Ting: "Actually, this matter is not an assassination." ”

"Oh? Isn't it an assassination? ”

"It can only be regarded as a mistake." Gao Gao Cheng sighed, "Those who accidentally injured the old man are not Di people, but a drunk idler." It's just that for some reason, this spread back and forth, and it became the assassination of the old man by the Di people. ”

He shook his head: "Now that another country is coming to pay tribute, the people who spread such news have bad intentions. ”

Mu Ting looked at him: "Can you tell me more about last night?" ”

"Yes." Before Gao Gao Cheng spoke, he coughed hard.

That Feng Bo glared at Mu Ting: "Mu Shizi, our master is still sick." ”

"It's okay." Gao Gao Cheng waved his hand, "Uncle Feng, you are rude, why don't you hurry up and show Mu Shizi a seat?" ”

Feng Bo reluctantly brought a tall pestle and asked Mu Ting to sit down.

A smile appeared on Mu Ting's face: "There is Lao Fengbo." ”

The high school Cheng sent Uncle Feng again: "Uncle Feng, go make tea for Mu Shizi." ”

Turning his head, he said to Mu Ting: "Mu Shizi smiled, Feng Bo can only make tea, not order tea, and there are no tools for ordering tea at home, please forgive Mu Shizi." ”

Mu Ting sat down with a golden knife: "It's okay, it's okay if you don't eat tea in this world." High school Cheng or let's talk about it, what was the situation last night? ”

Gao Gao Cheng coughed a few more times before he said: "Last night, the old man came home late, passing near Baoxiang Temple, and he was hungry, so he ordered a bowl of noodles to eat at a noodle stall on the street. The business of this noodle stall is not bad, and there are many peddlers sitting on the stall. There are even some people who sell a few dimes of wine from the restaurant and eat it at the noodle stall. ”

After the old man finished eating noodles, he was about to leave the tent, but someone had an argument and quarreled, as if they were about to fight. The old man, as the imperial historian of Taichung, saw the people arguing, and he couldn't stand idly by, so he squeezed into the crowd and wanted to break off with them. But who expected, the people who quarreled were drunk, and their brains were confused for a while, and when they drew out their daggers and waved them, they accidentally injured the old man......"

Gao Gao Cheng took a deep breath: "It just so happened that the commander of the Imperial City Si Lu passed by, and he recognized the old man, so he shouted, and those drunks were frightened and fled in all directions. But somehow, it turned out to be that the old man was injured by the Di clan...... That's not to be done. Our Dasheng, the relationship with the Di people has always been delicate, Mu Shizi has been stationed in Yanzhou for a long time, and he should be the most able to understand, Dasheng can not afford to fight now. ”

Mu Ting looked at him deeply, and the corners of his lips hooked up a smile: "How can you say this in high school?" How can Dasheng not be able to fight? ”

Although the corners of the young Langjun's lips were hooked with a smile, his expression was very cold.

Gao Gao Cheng also looked at him, with a confused expression: "Mu Shizi doesn't want to fight?" It is said that the tiger father has no dog son, and Mu Shizi has this thought, which is good. But the people of Dasheng have lived and worked in peace and contentment for a hundred years and do not want to fight. ”

Young Langjun's expression suddenly changed again, and became full of laziness: "High school Cheng smiled." The principle that this world has always pursued is that if people do not offend me, I will not offend others. But if he commits it, he will be punished even though it is difficult. ”

When Mu Ting said this, Feng Bo was holding hot tea, and when he passed by Qin Xiangxiang's side, Qin Xiangxiang suddenly raised a smile: "Feng Bo, the concubine is also thirsty, can you give the concubine a bowl of tea?" ”

(End of chapter)