Wait a minute, heroine

The motorcade passed through the snowy streets of Beijing and returned from Tianshui Bridge to the alley of the Pei family. All the maids and servants in the house ran out to greet them.

The eldest aunt, Mrs. Zhang, was particularly excited these days because the blood feud she had hidden in her heart for ten years was avenged. She ran directly to the bridge to wait for others. She found Sanniang walking in front of the Night Terror Hall, pretending to be an elder, and scolded:

"Sanniang, you are injured in shock, and you don't know how to help me. You are such an adult and you don't understand anything..."

Although Pei Xiangjun even let Jingtang pluck his little flowers, he did not marry publicly after all. He was scolded by his sister-in-law on the street as his nephew-in-law. Naturally, he was a little embarrassed in his heart, but he did not dare to talk back.

Ye Jingtang knew that he was surrounded by neighbors he had known since childhood, so he quickly helped Sanniang to smooth things over, and then asked Xiao Yunli to take Miss Fan home first, while he followed Sanniang to Pei's house and went to the underground incense hall. Offer incense and worship.

He was reporting to his adoptive father who was under Jiuquan that he was safe, while Sanniang was reporting to his master and eldest brother. The Pei family's great revenge was avenged, and Honghualou regained the title of gun leader.

By the time Jie Feng washes away all kinds of things, it's afternoon.

Ye Jingtang walked out of the gate of Pei's house and stood in the bluestone alley where the snow was falling. He also entered the state of "stealing half a day's leisure" and stretched a little:

"Uh... I'm done."

Pei Xiangjun was wearing a goose-yellow winter skirt, with gold and jade on her head, and her lips were like lacquer. She stood in front of her dignifiedly and gently. After running around for a long time, she suddenly relaxed and felt a little uncomfortable. She looked around:

"What are you doing now? How about I walk with you on the street to relax?"

Ye Jingtang was imprisoned on the ship for ten days and almost fell ill, but he really had little interest in relaxing.

He turned to look at the charming Sanniang, his eyes fell on the heavy skirt, and looked back again. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he put his hands on the skirt, hugged the moon and walked towards the back alley. :

"Miss Fan and the others have just arrived home. They will go back to say hello first, and then go back to the room to rest for a while. They are a little tired after walking for a long time..."

Pei Xiangjun was pinched twice, his legs were half weak, and he twisted slightly to dodge:

"Are you having the wrong idea again? Miss Fan said that you are not in good health..."

The Eight Classics of Night Terrors says:

"I asked this morning, and Miss Fan said that recuperating energy should be done in moderation. You can't overindulge or hold back. You should recuperate at least once a day..."

At least?

Pei Xiangjun didn't believe that Miss Fan would tell Jingtang to have sex, but it didn't look like Jingtang was lying. She knew that Jingtang wouldn't joke about his body, so she didn't say anything.

After the two walked out together for a while, Pei Xiangjun saw that there was no one in the alley and the snow scene was nice, so he hugged Ye Jingtang's arm again, put his cheek on his shoulder as they walked, and hummed a Yunzhou tune:

"Uh huh huh~~"

The daughter-in-law is very handsome.

Ye Jingtang curled up his lips and slowed down his pace a bit, enjoying the beautiful scenery under the snow with Sanniang.

The Pei family is not far from the new house. If you take the back door, you will be on both ends of the alley, while the front door will have to go around the river and go from the pedestrian street to the main entrance.

Ye Jingtang and Sanniang walked around the familiar alleyway and came to the gate of the mansion. When they looked up, they saw a new plaque hanging on the door with the word "Wu'an" written on it, without any signature. , and there is no seal.

When Pei Xiangjun found that the new house he had bought by himself had been replaced with a plaque written by a famous artist, he naturally frowned:

"Eh? Who wrote this plaque... Wuwu——"

Ye Jingtang was confused at first, but he quickly came to his senses and quickly covered Sanniang’s mouth and whispered:

"Shh~ This seems to be a gift from the imperial court, don't talk nonsense..."

Royal gift?

Pei Xiangjun had obviously never seen the empress's handwriting. He was slightly shocked when he heard this and looked at it carefully:

"Well...this word is very open and close, and it carries a sense of greatness and righteousness. I was really wrong just now..."

Night Terror Hall was a little funny, but I didn't think Sanniang was flattering her.

The two characters on the plaque are in the standard Guange style, a unified font used for official documents of the imperial court or answer papers for imperial examinations. They are neutral, peaceful, elegant and harmonious. Although there are no outstanding highlights, everyone in calligraphy cannot find any flaws. Still very thick.

Ye Jingtang and Sanniang watched for a moment in front of the door. Out of respect, they even straightened their clothes before entering their home.

Enter the door, turn around the screen wall, and turn right to see the large garden.

Night Jingtang passed by the round gate and heard the sound of fighting inside. He looked around and saw that Yunli and Ping'er had gathered all the snow saved in the garden together and were building a big snowman; Niaoniao was squatting. The concave shape on the side is used as a reference for Yunli.

Ye Jingtang saw no trace of Fairy Lu and Miss Fan, so he asked:

"Yunli, where have Fairy Lu and the others gone?"

Zhe Yunli carefully placed his round head and responded:

"Aunt Lu and Aunt Fan went shopping on Wutong Street. Cousin Jing, do you want to go and have fun? If so, I'll go with you."

"Haha, tomorrow. Also, don't call me aunt, it seems old-fashioned. Sister Lu and Sister Fan sound so nice."

"That's not possible. My name is sister. My wife is not a generation older."

"..."

Ye Jingtang opened his mouth, but had nothing to say.

Pei Xiangjun was also a little helpless. He walked with him to the back house and whispered:

"Look at you, your seniority is all in chaos..."

Ye Jingtang really didn't feel comfortable accepting these words, so he simply shook his head and smiled. Seeing that there were no maids around him, he leaned over and hugged Sanniang.

Pei Xiangjun's body lightened up, his face turned a little red, and he said, "Why are you so anxious? It's not even dark yet..." But his hands naturally hooked around his neck.

Ye Jingtang lives in Meihuayuan. It has been cleaned every day for the past two months, and it has not changed much since the departure.

Sanniang and Xiuhe live in the west wing. Because Ning'er didn't dare to live together openly, the east wing was originally empty; but after Fan Qinghe came over today, he arranged a temporary residence here for the convenience of taking care of him.

As for Xuanji, although she should live in the palace, there were so many empty rooms, so she was still given a room to live in the Zhuyuan like Ning'er.

The two of them were not here at this time, so the door was naturally closed.

Night Terror Hall walked through the crosswalk in the center and squeezed open the door with his shoulder. He wanted to go to the bedroom on the west side, but it was afternoon and the bedroom was lit too early. Without the lights, it was a bit dark and the atmosphere was lacking.

Ye Jingtang glanced around and simply came to the bright study room and placed Sanniang on the chess couch in the courtyard.

Pei Xiangjun sat sideways on the couch, looking around the study room, looking a little confused:

"Jingtang, you...you want to take care of business first?"

Ye Jingtang is a military attaché, and he has nothing to do except fights. He wanted to start spoiling it, but after thinking about it for a while, he nodded again:

"Well, I need to write something to report on this trip, so as not to be summoned by the court in a hurry."

Saying that, Ye Jingtang turned around and came to the large desk. He sat down with his robe in hand and took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Click~

swish swish...

"..."

Pei Xiangjun was frightened for a long time. He suddenly came to such a place and bit his lower lip. He was obviously a little disappointed.

But she was a daughter after all, how could she rush to have sex and disturb the man from doing business, so she sat up again and helped study ink beside her.

Ye Jingtang sorted out the white paper and said again:

"Sanniang, are you not in a hurry?"

?

Pei Xiangjun quickly shook his head and said:

"What am I in a hurry for...Business matters are important. The worst thing is that we can do that tomorrow."

Ye Jingtang turned around and said, "How about... let's write while we're busy?"

"Um?"

Pei Xiangjun was a little confused, but when he turned his head and looked around, he understood the meaning and his face turned slightly red:

"How can you write anything?"

"Try it, every inch of time is worth every inch of gold."

"..."

Pei Xiangjun felt that Jingtang was deliberately tricking her, but there were no outsiders in the yard, so it was okay to satisfy Jingtang for a while. After thinking about it, he got a soft cushion, leaned over and slipped under Ye Jingtang's arm, and knelt down in front of the chair. With a red face, I unbuttoned my clothes and tried the watermelon push.

Suo Suo~

Ye Jingtang held the brush and really tried to relive this experience, but basically it was just one stroke at a time, with his eyes wandering wildly.

Finally, I found that Sanniang was uncomfortable huddled under the table and could easily knock her head, so she pulled Sanniang up and sat face to face on the same chair, leaning against the back of the chair to look at her.

Pei Xiangjun's clothes were half unbuttoned, and he was sitting in his arms with his legs through the chair. His posture was very strange. Looking at the man in front of him who looked like a man in shock, he felt inexplicably embarrassed. He couldn't move around even if he wanted to hide. In the end, he learned what he had been taught before. , holding his chest with his hands, shaking his waist back and forth.

"Jingtang, you have so many bad ideas~"

"Hey, there's no one in the yard, you can hum."

"I don't~..."

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Mingyu Tower.

The five-story high-rise building that had been dormant for two months was lit up again at night. From a distance, it looked like a lighthouse had been lit in Yun'an City.

In the martial arts performance hall on the first floor, several maids from the palace carefully placed two weapons on the table that had just been moved.

One of the weapons is the famous gun 'Farewell' that was captured from killing Duan Shengji, and the other is the horse gun 'Zhuri' inherited from the Yechi tribe.

Both weapons were obtained by Ye Jingtang. Because he disliked the separation gun and the horse's trunk was too long for infantry combat, he couldn't use it for the time being, so he asked Da Benben to put it in the showroom as a collection.

Although the quality and workmanship of the Separation Spear and the Zhuri are not necessarily as good as the Minglong Spear, these two weapons are both famous soldiers who have inherited one or two Jiazi. The people who have used them are all famous in history, and they are heavier than Qiu Tianhe's Tianhe. The knife is too heavy.

Dongfang Liren loved martial arts so much that he naturally regarded it as a treasure. He was even afraid that the maid would break it due to her clumsiness, so he watched the weapons being put aside. Then he held a gold pen and carefully wrote on the sign - Farewell Gun, Jianwu In the winter of ten years, the Night Terror Hall killed the leader of the gunman and finally silenced him...

Although not many people can come here to visit, Dongfang Liren himself is still very proud of himself. After finishing writing, while watching, the white-haired Meng Jiao suddenly walked in from outside, holding a letter in his hand:

"Your Highness, the hidden stake on the Liangzhou side sent a secret letter the day before yesterday. It was sent by the risk from the Beiliang side. It is said that the Liang Emperor was furious and recruited dead soldiers to enter the pass to take the heads of Ye Jingtang. Hua Ling may have already The team entered the barrier by sneaking in, and the other masters are still unknown..."

Dongfang Liren took the envelope and looked at it carefully, his brows gradually wrinkled, but he was not very surprised by the news.

Ye Jingtang is the orphan of King Tianlang. He has the capital to disrupt the western frontier of Northern Liang and the ability to compete in the world. It is impossible for the Wei Dynasty to help Beiliang eliminate the thorn in his side, and the Liang Emperor cannot go to war because of Ye Jingtang and the Wei Dynasty. The only solution is to send dead soldiers to assassinate them to avoid raising tigers.

Dongfang Liren thought about it for a while and said: "Let the Yamen strictly investigate the people from Beiliang who have entered Beijing since last month. Regardless of men, women, old or young, their origins and identities will be recorded..."

Meng Jiao shook her head and said: "During the trade between the two dynasties, there were at least 10,000 or 20,000 merchants from Beiliang who came to Beijing. It is difficult to find out their true identities. Moreover, warriors like Hua Ling may not be able to catch them when they encounter them. It doesn’t make much sense to check.”

"What do you mean?"

Meng Jiao thought for a while and said: "Although the two countries do not kill envoys when they are at war, whoever comes from the envoy team must be registered. It is better for ordinary guards to remain anonymous. Wu Kui sneaking into the enemy's capital is equivalent to hiding a sword into the emperor's palace. Since ancient times, It has always been a big taboo. If you are found and beheaded, Emperor Liang cannot say that our court does not follow the rules.

"The foreign envoy team will arrive in Beijing in the next two days. If Hua Ling sneaks into the foreign envoy team, we will investigate secretly, surround him and eradicate him after he is found. Beiliang will be blamed. Afterwards, we will only say that Hua Ling sneaked into the foreign envoy team secretly and will not have anything to do with it. But this can only solve a temporary emergency and cannot prevent other killers."

Dongfang Liren thought for a while and wanted to go out to talk to Ye Jingtang about the matter, but when he saw the sky outside, it was already dark. Ye Jingtang had returned from a long journey and must be resting. After thinking about it, he handed the envelope back to Meng Jiao:

"Call the chief detectives here and discuss the countermeasures. Send the envelope to Jingtang tomorrow morning so that he doesn't have to worry about this and put his health first."

"yes……"

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"Uh huh huh~"

The lanterns are on.

On the pedestrian street of Tianshui Bridge, Fan Qinghe was humming a tune leisurely, holding a package in his hand, which contained rouge, gouache, and hairpin accessories bought in the city.

As a woman, Fan Qinghe definitely needs jewelry and gouache to support her appearance, and the things with the best workmanship and materials in the world are all distributed in Yun'an and Yanjing without exception. The more remote the place, the more expensive the price.

Fan Qinghe bought a box of fine rouge from Yun'an from the caravan in the Xihai tribe, which cost about ten taels of silver, but in the shop on Wutong Street, it only cost five yuan, and it was the latest model.

The last time Fan Qinghe came to Yun'an, he actually wanted to buy something on the way, but he was caught by the witch as soon as he arrived, and then sent directly back to his hometown.

She obviously couldn't miss it this time. As soon as she arrived, she spent the afternoon shopping with Master Xuanji, looking like she was out sweeping the streets with the two young ladies from Wende Bridge.

Although Master Xuanji is a Taoist priest, he is very particular about how he dresses. Seeing that Qinghe couldn't find a place, he just bought some common things on the market and even led the way to take Fan Qinghe to Wende Bridge to experience the lady in the capital. Madam's personal order.

When Fan Qinghe first saw the hollow tops, bow pants, etc., he felt that although they were a bit embarrassing, they were really good-looking. But when I asked about the price - a small piece of cloth as big as a palm starts at 10 taels, and Fan Jiuniang sells it directly to a hundred taels - it seemed like a money grab, I was shocked, and secretly thought: "There are really people who take advantage of people to buy this kind of deceitful items. ? If Miss Ning'er dares to squander money like this, I'm afraid she will be beaten by Ye Jingtang in turn..."

Although he felt that he was a bit taken advantage of, Fan Jiuniang, as a leading tailor, was well-deserved for his craftsmanship. Fan Qinghe struggled for a long time and thought about it, but he still reluctantly spent his personal money and bought a set of red gauze style on the recommendation of Fan Jiuniang's daughter. The whole thing is translucent, which is even more outrageous than not wearing it at all. In the words of Xuanji Zhenren, it's like making a big show. Wearing it can make the Night Terror Hall a mess.

Although Xuanji has always been more coquettish, her figure and temperament are indeed that of a cool fairy. Her conservative and graceful clothes add a touch of color. If they are too hot, they will lose their taste. For this reason, I bought white ones and simply embellished them with them. A cold plum blossom.

The two returned home with a full load, humming a tune along the way, and soon arrived at the new house.

With the way they behaved, they couldn't stand up to Fan Qinghe's Qinggong and Xuanji's unruly way by walking through the front door. With almost no discussion, they jumped up and landed directly in the garden of the back house.

Fan Qinghe looked up and saw that Yunli was standing on the top of the embroidery building where the young lady lived, still building a snowman perseveringly. Niaoniao was acting as a consultant next to him. The entire garden was full of strange and strange things; and Ping'er was beside him. , chanting sutras constantly:

"Miss, you haven't copied your book today. I've already researched the ink. Hurry up and write..."

"No hurry, no rush, it's only been a few days..."

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Fan Qinghe grew up in the northwest. In winter, the snow can pile up two people deep. Naturally, he did not understand Yunli, a southerner,'s obsession with building snowmen. After looking at it from a distance, he entered the round door on the side.

The two of them came to the Plum Blossom Courtyard together. When they looked up, they saw that the study window was open and the lights were on inside.

Ye Jingtang was dressed in a robe made of water and brocade, and was dressed neatly. He was standing at the window with a fan in his hand on a snowy day, looking even more baffled than Mr. Pei.

Sanniang, who was wearing a winter dress, was holding a towel and carefully wiping the table, stools, and floor. Her face was still a little red, and her movements became faster when she found them coming in.

? ?

Fan Qinghe entered the courtyard carrying large and small bags. He was a little confused when he saw this scene, and came to the window to look at:

"It's so late, why are you still cleaning the house? Hmm...why does the house smell like heather..."

Ye Jingtang closed his folding fan and explained with a smile:

"It has been unoccupied for too long and it is a bit moldy. Please fan it to get some fresh air."

Xuanji, a real person with sharp eyes, stood at the window and glanced briefly. He noticed that Sanniang's cheeks were red and her expression was reserved, so she guessed that the two of them must have done something degrading to politeness in the study just now.

Although Master Xuanji would tease Ye Jingtang, she didn't want to embarrass Sanniang, so she just pretended that she didn't see anything and turned to look at Ye Jingtang's clothes:

"You're so handsome, are you ready to go out?"

Ye Jingtang walked out of the house and closed the door to avoid Sanniang's embarrassment:

"Yeah, I'm going to go out to meet my friends and I'll be back later."

When Master Xuanji saw this, he didn't say anything. He just took out the box containing Fan Qinghe's naughty clothes:

"That's a pity. Qinghe bought some clothes and wants you to help him with his eyes..."

"The surname is Lu!"

Fan Qinghe was caught off guard, his face turned red, he quickly grabbed the box and hid it behind his back:

"You bought it too, why didn't you let him see it?"

Although Ye Jingtang took a quick glance, he still recognized the unique packaging of Fan's shop. A strange color flashed in his eyes, and he was really curious about the effect of the water coming through.

But it was definitely not easy for him to express this idea in front of Miss Vatican, so he just said:

"I don't understand this either. If you need help, you can ask Sanniang to help. I'm going out first, and you should rest early."

Fan Qinghe hid the box behind him until Ye Jingtang walked out of the courtyard, then secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then raised his hand and pinched Master Xuanji's waist:

"Why are you so thick-skinned?"

Master Xuanji didn't care at all and asked at the window:

"Miss Pei, do you want our help?"

"No, no, I'm a guest. How can I ask you to help me? I'm almost done. It's getting late, so you should rest first."

Master Xuanji knew that this was the case, so he didn't say much and turned around and walked towards the east chamber:

"Qinghe, let's go, let me see what you look like in it."

How could Fan Qinghe wear such embarrassing clothes in front of outsiders? He frowned and said:

"I bought it to look at, but I don't want to wear it. You want to go back to your room and try it on."

Seeing this, Master Xuanji didn't force it, because he wanted to tease Ye Jingtang to relieve his boredom at night, and Ye Jingtang lived in this courtyard, so he walked into the east wing:

"I like plum blossoms. I'll stay here tonight. Will you sleep with me?"

How could Fan Qinghe sleep with this witch? He turned around, picked up the package, went to the bamboo courtyard in the distance, and changed rooms with Master Xuanji...

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