Chapter Ninety-Three: Taishou's Daughter
Ling Muyun followed the shopkeeper's instructions and went to the Peach Blossom Spring.
On the road, the crowd was crowded, running and shouting.
flashed onto the roof, and saw that on the long street, good men and women were chasing an ox cart, with flowers, melons and fruits in their hands, desperately throwing them to the ox cart.
There was a man in the ox cart, dressed in cloth, with his chest exposed, holding a jar of water and wine in his hand, and drinking heavily.
"It's cold, isn't it cold?"
Ling Muyun looked at the little ice ballast on the man's beard, and said with certainty: "It's still cold." ”
"Little brother, who is this?" Holding a slightly younger teenager, Ling Muyun opened his mouth.
The young man was stunned for a moment, and then looked at a fool with an expression of disdain: "You don't even know who he is?" Tsk, people outside the territory are really lonely and unheard. ”
The young man glanced at Second Brother Ye again: "Tsk, it's really empty." ”
ridiculed for no reason, and didn't say who was on the ox cart, so the two couldn't help but look at each other.
"I'm just curious."
"Listen to the music." Second Brother Ye said lightly.
Nanyang's song is different from Chang'an Luoyang.
Ling Muyun didn't go to the private room, but found a table in the lobby on the first floor and ordered some food and drink.
The piano sounds are melodious, the dancing posture is beautiful, and the songs are moving.
There is a kind of small jasper agility and melodiousness.
"I think the boss has a misunderstanding about the tick." Ling Muyun tapped the table with his hand: "There is juggling in the hook bar, here...... Singing and dancing are even better. ”
Second Brother Ye nodded thoughtfully.
Because they were going to visit Taishou the next day, the two did not delay too late and returned to the hotel early.
This made Xie Nan a little curious.
Could it be that he was in a hurry and disarmed early?
The one surnamed Ye is a silver-like wax gun head that is not used?
Just when Xie Nan was speculating maliciously, two people came to the store, covered with lavender, powdered mouth, and demonic.
In Dajin, it is extremely common for men to rub rouge and powder, and there is nothing special about it.
But when the two spoke, the back nasal voice was extremely heavy, and in their demeanor, they used the orchid finger to the extreme.
Xie Nan didn't know how many people he saw, and he was still scattered all over the place with goosebumps from the two.
"Two ......" Xie Nan was embarrassed, whether he was called a son or a young lady, it seemed that the words were inappropriate.
"Two upper rooms, cook some good dishes, send them to the room, don't ask about other things."
Xie Nan was stunned on the spot, so he could only take the anger of running the hall: "Don't show the way for the two distinguished guests!" Suffer a thousand cuts. ”
Looking at the two of them who were twisting and pinching, they felt a chill.
"Childe?" Second Brother Ye looked at Ling Muyun.
"See." Ling Muyun nodded and entered the room with Second Brother Ye.
The two people who just opened the room, talking, are in their forties.
Silenced, teenagers.
If it is an official eunuch's house, it is not uncommon to have a male prostitute, and Ling Muyun does not have the kind of Yaxing who stepped forward to question whether people's sexual orientation is normal.
It's just that, like Second Brother Ye, Ling Muyun also smelled a vague breath in the air.
Spirit of the Mirror.
What made the two vigilant was that the young man who followed behind the middle-aged man had too smart eyes and seemed extremely deliberate.
"Too abnormal." Second Brother Ye echoed.
"I thought that since Liang Yin and Zhang Dayu, the last spirit of the mirror I saw should be the fruit of the law, but I didn't think about it...... It's so ubiquitous. Fortunately, the people who come don't know each other, we are in the dark, and they are in the light. ”
No matter what the Mirror Spirit wanted to do, Ling Muyun had to intervene and not let it go well.
"I'll go to Taishou Mansion tomorrow, you be careful and follow their whereabouts."
Following.
Ling Muyun chose a suitable time and came to the Taishou Mansion with Dai Shi's handwritten letter.
The housekeeper's surname is Jia, he is not very old, and he seems quite capable.
After checking Ling Muyun's identity, he led Ling Muyun to the outer courtyard wing: "Ling Gongzi will rest for the time being, I have told the master, if there is nothing important, I will be able to meet Gongzi soon." ”
Ling Muyun thanked him in his mouth, looked at the figure of the housekeeper in the distance, and looked at the room layout.
It is no different from the Hou room, except for a row of talismans on the beams, which is nothing special.
"Miss has been making trouble for another night, hey."
"Evil disease, it's been almost half a year, Lang Zhong Lang is useless, the Taoist priest has changed wave after wave, I don't know when it's a head."
"Isn't it, Wenwen is weak on weekdays, but once he gets sick, his strength is amazing."
"Chew the root of the tongue again, cut off the tongue and feed it to the dog, saving more talk." Steward Jia's words made the two slaves and maids silent, and they didn't dare to say it again and again.
"Young Master Ling, my lord is invited."
Dai Shi and Lu Zongzhi were officials in the same dynasty, and they were both Taishou and a big member of one party.
Ling Muyun held Dai Shi's handwriting, Lu Zongzhi naturally would not slack off, at least, he had to be passable in terms of face.
Under the guidance of Steward Jia, Ling Muyun came to the living room.
Subconsciously looking up, the beams of the room were also covered with talismans, which were the same as the Hou guest rooms.
The guest sat down, and Ling Muyun explained his intention.
"It's so important that it's more of a thought than a use." Lu Zongzhi was in a sluggish spirit, and it seemed that he hadn't slept all night last night, and his voice was lazy: "It's just that the pitch-black blade, as an ownerless thing, was given to Liu Ziji, and then asked for it, it's really hard to say." ”
"Mu Yun thanks Taishou for informing me, I will handle the rest of the matter by myself." Ling Muyun had a slight impression of Lu Zongzhi's calmness, and continued: "Dare to ask Taishou, what is the matter with this full beam rune? ”
"Family, I'm smiling." Lu Zongzhi had no intention of continuing.
The person in front of him is young, even if he talks to him, what can he do?
Wudoumi Taoist priests, Zoroastrian priests, and Jianghu warlocks have invited countless people, but no one can cure his daughter's evil disease.
Talking about Ling Muyun now, it's just a joke.
"Xia Guan Meng Lang." Ling Muyun bowed his hand, said goodbye to Lu Zongzhi, and followed Steward Jia out of the living room.
"Dare to ask the housekeeper, where is Liu Ziji?"
Seeing Ling Muyun handing over a piece of gold and silver, Steward Jia glanced left and right, and there was no one around, so he quickly put it away, and smiled all over his face: "Gongzi asked other people, maybe he didn't know much." ”
The implication is that you are asking the right person.
Liu Ziji is good at traveling in the mountains and rivers, and now lives in seclusion in Wuduo Mountain in Niyang.
"What's wrong with Miss Fushang?"
"Childe doesn't know." Steward Jia leaned closer to Ling Muyun's side, almost whispering.
It turned out that Miss Lu's name was Lu Jinxia, and she was Lu Zongzhi's only daughter, smart and clever, and she was quite spoiled by him.
A year ago, Lu Jinxia accompanied men's clothing and visited Huangqiu in the suburbs, and after coming back, she changed.
At first, he talked nonsense and made a lot of noise, but later, he grew a lot of strength, and it took four or five maids to hold it.
"The time of illness is mostly at night, but there is no regularity, sometimes three times a day, sometimes once a half month. said that he had fallen into the evil spirit, but ......" Steward Jia looked at the talisman on the beam, and stopped talking.
"Isn't it hysteria?" Ling Muyun guessed.
"There were many Langzhong who came, and they were helpless. If it is hysteria, the reputation of the ether guard, I am afraid that it will be cured early. ”
Ling Muyun had never studied medicine, but the house was full of talismans, which aroused his curiosity, so he would ask questions.
Farewell to Taishou Mansion and back to the inn, Second Brother Ye was drinking rice wine in the lobby.
"Won't he give it?" Seeing that Ling Muyun didn't have an ink blade in his hand, Second Brother Ye asked.
"I gave it to Liu Ziji, it's inconvenient to ask for it back, I'll ask for it myself. Those two ......"
"I've been in the room and haven't come out."
"I'm tired of Second Brother Ye's heart, I'll go to Wuduo Mountain, and I'll be back when it's over."
"Childe, don't worry."