"What are you going to do?"

Shen Yuexi wrapped her arms around Liang Yuyu's back, just trying to stabilize her head, but heard a faint voice from outside the carriage.

"Senior sister, we will gather in Yueyang Tower tomorrow at noon."

The sound outside the carriage fell, and Liang Shuda immediately raised the curtain.

But outside the car, it was empty, and no one was in sight.

"Mother, did you just hear that? What was that? ”

[I saw it! 】

Liang Yuyu waved his paws, whining in his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

[Something passed by just now.] That's what that thing said. 】

[It's called Mother's Senior Sister.] That thing is the Bessa's thing! 】

[Who is this Besher Daoist who is sacred? How could there be such a strange thing? 】

Shen Yuexi's expression was slightly gloomy, and the lines of her face were slightly stiff.

She pressed Liang Yuyu's little head and let her lean on her shoulder, a dangerous gleam in her eyes.

"It's a soundbird." Shen Yuexi said in a low voice, "This is my master's exclusive secret technique. The bird had a special thing attached to it that allowed it to imitate human speech. ”

Shen Yuexi's eyes became more and more gloomy: "What do you want to do?" ”

The sound bird flew away with Shen Yuexi's carriage, all the way through the streets and alleys of the capital, and finally flew into the second private room of a restaurant.

The sound bird landed on the shoulder of the Beshedao man, raised his little paws, and carefully cleaned them.

The don't say that the Taoist gently patted the feathers on the back of the sound transmission bird: "It's all passed on?" ”

Naturally, no one answered.

At this moment, the door of the private room slowly opened.

Seeing the comer, the Beshe Taoist hurriedly stood up, drove the sound bird away, and respectfully saluted the comer: "Master." ”

Cen Jia'an's face was expressionless, and he stepped forward and sat down opposite the other people, before he raised his chin gloomily and motioned for him to sit down.

Bei Shedao sat on the chair with only one-third of his buttocks, and looked at Cen Jia'an cautiously: "I have seen everything just now." ”

Cen Jia'an didn't reply, and drank tea by himself.

"Master, you secretly designed so that Cen Yiyi couldn't see Liang Shuda and made a fuss about today's incident, aren't you afraid that Cen Shangshu will embarrass you after returning home?"

Cen Jia'an lifted his eyelids, and his cold gaze swept over the face of the other monk.

The latter was startled, subconsciously lowered his head, and did not dare to say more.

After a while, Cen Jia'an retracted his gaze faintly: "Today on the street, Mrs. Liang humiliated the eldest sister in public, so that the capital talked about Cen Mansion a lot. What does this have to do with me? ”

Beshe nodded hurriedly: "Yes." This is all caused by Mrs. Liang. ”

"Taoist." Cen Jia'an put down the teacup, slanted his eyes sideways, and said goodbye, "Daddy lost face, so he naturally wants to take revenge on Liang Fu." Nine times out of ten, it will fall on you. What to do, I don't need to teach you, right? ”

Don't give up your head like pounding garlic.

Seeing that Cen Jia'an's expression eased a little, he asked tentatively: "Master, why are you so busy in the capital?" ”

Cen Jia'an smiled indifferently, and the corners of his lips were a little colder: "You don't have to ask." Just do what I say. Remember, the more chaotic the capital, the better. ”

In the face of Cen Jia'an, a little kid, Bei Shedao didn't dare to say a word.

Although the child in front of him only has a small body, he exudes a powerful aura all over his body, which is really unapproachable.

Following.

Yesterday's events spread in the capital.

The people of Beijing are talking about it.

"The eldest lady of the Cen family stopped Mrs. Liang's carriage and horse on the street, but she just wanted to earn a name for herself."

"According to reliable sources, there is another bigwig behind Mrs. Liang's Rouge Pavilion."

"The Liang family is about to marry Zhenguo Gong, and the two families have a close relationship, so I'm afraid there will be a big move."

Liu Qiu told Shen Yuexi about the three rumors in the capital.

After that, she glanced at Shen Yuexi cautiously and said in a low voice: "Madam, this is probably the news from the capital. ”

In front of Shen Yuexi's desk was the letter that had just been sent from the palace, and Liang Yuyu was sitting in the chair beside her.

She sucked her fingers, her eyes sparkling

[It's weird.] 】

[Although these news seem to have been revealed by Cen Yiyi yesterday, isn't this trend a little strange? 】

Shen Yuexi raised her eyes and looked at Liu Qiu: "How did the capital discuss these three statements?" ”

At the mention of this, Liu Qiu's face became even more ugly: "This ...... Many people in the capital are discussing why our Liang Mansion and the Zhenguo Mansion suddenly got married, and whether there are other plans. ”

[Sure enough! These rumors do not pay attention to yesterday's gossip, but pay attention to the marriage between the Liang Mansion and the Zhenguo Mansion. 】

[It seems that the people who spread rumors behind them want to take this opportunity to muddy the river in the capital. The focus is on the Liang Mansion and the Zhenguo Mansion. 】

[Now it seems that Cen Yiyi, who is at the center of the matter, is mysterious and invisible. 】

[This thing is getting more and more interesting. 】

Shen Yuexi's gaze became more and more gloomy, and her right hand on the table curled up, her knuckles lightly tapping on the table.

Liu Qiuyu looked at Shen Yuexi carefully: "Madam, if you continue to indulge these discussions, I am afraid that it will be detrimental to the reputation of our Liang Mansion." ”

"And what do you want to do?"

"It is better for the slave and maid to take a few people and detain all those who talk about these things. Don't let them talk nonsense outside. ”

[No, I can't. 】

Liang Yuyu's cheeks drummed and fell, and his mind flew.

[The more tough measures are used, the more it seems that our Liang family is weak-minded. 】

[Maybe it will be seen by someone with a heart, and a piece of paper will be folded in front of the emperor. 】

[At that time, the gossip in the market will become a political stain on my father. 】

Shen Yuexi shook her head at Liu Qiu: "No." Doing so will only lead more and more people to believe that the rumors are true. ”

"But you can't let the rumors continue, can you?"

Why not? 】

[According to them, anyway, it's not just us who are in a hurry now, and the Zhenguo Mansion is probably also busy. 】

[Cen Shangshu thought that the focus was blurred, and pushing us and the Zhenguo Mansion to the front could make Cen Yiyi alone. But by doing so, he directly offended the two families. 】

[He wants to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and we will also have a fisherman to profit. 】

Shen Yuexi pondered for a moment, called Liu Qiu to his side, and told him this and that.

After Liu Qiu left, Shen Yuexi moved her stiff neck left and right, and turned her head to look at the pink little doll beside her.

She touched Liang Yuyu's little face thoughtfully: "We still have to go to the appointment today." ”

There is no need for Shen Yuexi to remind her, Liang Yuyu also remembers the scene when the soundbird appeared yesterday.

She was even a little eager to meet the Daoist and take a closer look at what strange abilities this Daoist had.

What's more, Liang Yuyu always vaguely felt that these rumors in the capital seemed to be inseparable from the people of Beishedao.