One or two branches of plum outside the bamboo

Chapter 248 Zhu Fu
Listening to Jun Tongyue's question, Yan Qingzhi sighed.

"It should have seen through our disguise."

Her level of disguise is not too high, and she piled all the materials on Lu Jian's face, and these people in her family are somewhat vulnerable.

Although there is a large population in Menkai City, some industries are still very short of people. If Yan Qingzhi fails to show this, after entering the city for a while, someone will definitely come to find fault!
And, some things are just weirder.

The first time to counterattack, the opponent will be afraid.

But in the second counterattack, the other party will only feel angry.

It may be repeated several times, and the expectations of breaking are different!

When Jun Tongyue heard this, there was a little worry in his eyes.

Yan Qingzhi turned to look at her and comforted her.

"Don't worry, we are here to be seen through!"

Jun Tongyue sighed and retreated into the carriage. In the dimly lit carriage, Yan Qingzhu sat there holding his sword.

Lu Jian, who was leaning against the innermost position, seemed to be asleep, but his legs were constantly shaking.

The carriage passed through the noisy street and soon landed in front of a courtyard gate.

The yard is not too conspicuous in the surrounding environment, but the plaque hanging on the door is two points larger than others.

On the red-brown wood-colored carved plaque, the word 'Sun House' was written in black.

On the red lacquer columns on both sides of the house, there are also a long string of exquisite glazed lamps.

This kind of delicacy is not eye-catching, but no matter who it is, as long as you look carefully, you can feel the value of it.

After Yan Qingzhi looked around, she took out a somewhat frizzy note from her arms, checked the address on it carefully, turned over and got out of the car, walked to the door, reached out and slapped the message on the black door. copper ring.

Perhaps in such an environment, Song Boqing's identity was more useful than Sun Xuan's.

However, the news of Song Boqing's death has long been known to those who are interested. Although Sun Xuan will soon be targeted, they will not need much time. They will leave immediately after the ghost market is over.

What's more, it's normal for Song Boqing's death to be paid attention to. After all, he was a big guy who could create a bunch of human corpse puppets. How could a brainless money bag like Sun Xuan compare.

That's a lot more secure.

Yan Qingzhi's thoughts were flying, and there was a sound of hurried footsteps in the courtyard.

The door opened, revealing a head with a gray toe.

It was a dark boy with a young face and a small stature. He seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old.

When he saw Yan Qingzhi outside the door, there was fear in his eyes, and while being vigilant, he squeezed out a smile.

"This is the Sun's house, I don't know which girl are you looking for?"

Hearing this, Yan Qingzhi nodded.

"I'm not looking for anyone! I sent someone here."

As she said that, she pulled out a letter from her waist and held it up in front of the doorman.

"Our sister and brother rescued a young master on the way. He said he was your young master, and begged me to send him here! Make sure you are not!"

When the young man heard Yan Qingzhi's words, he didn't look at the seal, but stretched his head and looked in the direction behind Yan Qingzhi.

He can't tell the truth, he can only look carefully at the situation here, and go back and pass the word to the housekeeper!

The carriage was too ordinary, there were no marks, it seemed to have no reference value, and there was no one in the carriage, so he didn't even know how many people there were, so he could only pursed his lips and turned his attention back to On Yan Qingzhi.

Looking at the letter in Yan Qingzhi's hand, he stretched out his hands, wanting to hold it and show it to the housekeeper.

It's just that his hand hadn't touched yet, but Yan Qingzhi retracted it and looked directly at the young man.

"Are you the master or the housekeeper is the master? I have already reported my identity. If you can't tell the difference, you should go and spread the word. Are you waiting for your son to come down and salute the housekeeper?"

Yan Qingzhi's tone was not turbulent, but the words and sentences were somewhat different from those of the people here.

As soon as the boy was frightened by her, he immediately withdrew his hand, hurriedly bowed down to apologize to her, turned his head and closed the door, and the sound of footsteps went away!

Yan Qingzhi touched her nose, turned her head and glanced at the direction of the carriage.

Everything here was prepared by the Sun Xuan family in order to catch Song Boqing.

Although it is in a hurry, there must be a reliable person here to take care of it.

Regardless of his age or his knowledge of the city, this person must not be comparable to ordinary servants.

Yan Qingzhi had also prepared that he and Sun Xuan knew each other very well.

But she thought a lot.

A place like Irihaichuan is not easy for anyone to use.

The capable people that the Sun family has worked so hard to cultivate may not be able to handle these complex relationships well here.

In the end, the responsible steward was a person whom Sun Xuan looked for locally. This person had some skills, but he did not have the kind of familiarity with Sun Xuan that would get along day and night.

And the housekeeper in the house was the one who helped to find it, and his relationship with Sun Xuan was even further away.

The butler was a middle-aged man with a scar at the end of his left eye. He did not have the kindness or smoothness of a butler that Yan Qingzhi had seen elsewhere, but instead stood there with a sturdy aura. .

When he saw Yan Qingzhi, he frowned slightly and let go immediately.

After walking in, he slightly bowed his hands to Yan Qingzhi.

"Xia Zhufu is the housekeeper of Sun's house. I heard from the concierge that someone sent the son of the family back, so I came here to greet him."

Yan Qingzhi nodded, turned to make way for a space, and led Zhu Fu to the direction of the carriage.

"That's it, Butler Zhu, please come with me first!"

Seeing that Yan Qingzhi didn't introduce his plans, Zhu Fu didn't force it. After all, he was still the housekeeper of Sun's house, and everything should focus on his son.

The curtain of the carriage opened, and Zhu Fu saw Yan Qingzhu and Jun Tongyue sitting quietly inside. He was not surprised.

The person in the carriage did not hide his existence, and he heard the movement long ago.

With a flick of his robe, he jumped into the carriage.

While being alert to the few people around, he bent down two steps and stepped forward to the innermost person.

He looked at the man's sideways figure, his brows wrinkled again, but as he reached out and turned the face over, the doubts dissipated.

The man's face was hurt, his face was flushed, his hands were hot, and he was actually getting hot.

He raised his hand and clasped the man's wrist, carefully discerning the pulse.

It's just that this person's pulse is thin and weak, and if it seems to be absent, he is not sure for a while.

He quickly stood up, turned his head and glanced at the handymen and servants who were following him outside the carriage.

"Zhang Kai, hurry up and invite a better doctor, and the others will follow me to move the son into the house."

(End of this chapter)