Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 219 I feel that the little princess was deceived
Coming out of the palace, Wen Mianmian insisted on dragging Huajingyun to the New Year's Shopping Festival, "I heard that some merchants have come again, and there are more fresh goods on the New Year's Shopping Festival, come with me to have a look."

"There are still seven days until the New Year's Shopping Festival is officially over. If you want to shop again, you have to wait until next year."

This year's New Year's Day, people bought cheap and real goods. The merchants participating in the annual meeting are all making a lot of money. Some merchants even said that they are not afraid even if there is no business in the next three months. It can be seen that they How much did you earn this time.

As the organizer, Wen Mianmian said that the actual profit is not too much. After all, the booths are limited. Fortunately, the newspaper office is very strong. Qin Feng and Xie Ming have already brought their younger brothers. Earned a lot of advertising fees.

Of course, the big scalper who didn't spend a lot of time earns more. There are many businesses under his banner, the rent is cheap, and the location is good. Naturally, he earns more.

Ever since the husband and wife had an inexplicable quarrel, Hua Jingyun has recently realized the joy of doting on his wife more and more. Basically, he would not refuse the little princess's proposal, so when the two returned home, there was still a half-carriage behind them The things are all the spoils of Wen Mianmian's shopping at the New Year's Festival.

"It's about to start."

"Wait for me, I'm going to put a rag.

Wen Mianmian, who entered the door, heard the urgent voice of the servant, and suddenly became energetic, "Stop in front, what are you talking about today?"

A servant stepped forward happily, "Return to the princess, today we are talking about beating up the five rampant gods violently."

"Oh."

She wasn't interested, "Go ahead."

Now the people saluted and ran away quickly. You must know that the mansion has become very lively since their princess invited Daoist Yuan Wu and his apprentices into the mansion. very;

In the evening, Daoist Yuan Wu opened a class to tell everyone about Liaozhai. The stories told by real Taoists were more exciting than those serialized in newspapers, and they didn't want to miss them at all.

I really hope that the concubine succeeds in raising this master-student family. Anyway, the prince of their family is rich, but it is just a matter of having two more mouths to eat, or it is enough for each of them to save one mouthful.

Wen Mianmian looked at this man's back and clicked his tongue twice, "I have to find an opportunity to ask Yuan Wudao to write more stories, so as not to squeeze my second cousin dry."

Hua Jingyun was very puzzled. She didn't know what the little princess was raising two Taoist priests to do at home. When she asked her, she said that it was convenient to burn paper. She also mysteriously told him the news from outside that ordinary people burn paper. If it doesn't happen, someone who is a Taoist must come to burn it. There are a lot of papers burned during the New Year's Eve, so she invites someone back to prepare it first.

He felt that the little princess was cheated nine out of ten, but he didn't know how to tell her for a while.

Two days later, the new issue of the newspaper officially published the missing person notice, and the response was very enthusiastic. It's not that everyone has clues, but that the price is clearly marked in black and white, and if you provide valuable clues, you can get a reward of ten taels; If the person is informed of his whereabouts and finally successfully found, he will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver; if the person is alive, he will be rewarded with a reward of ten thousand taels of silver.

On the day it was sent out, someone reported their clues, and then more and more people came to report clues. The people at the newspaper office invited the police from the Yamen to help investigate the case. Unfortunately, it was not the child of the Zhang family.

The yamen also got busy, and steward Lan went to the yamen to win the rewards for the people who reported the clues. After all, their rewards were all for the child of the Zhang family.

It will be Chinese New Year in ten days or so, and Wen Mianmian is also busy. Mr. Shen has officially given her a holiday. It would be a bit unreasonable for her to study while she is so busy.

Tong'er read the newspaper with relish, but when he saw the missing person notice, his eyes suddenly widened, and he ran towards his master.

"Master, look."

Daoist Yuan Wu, who was shaking his legs leisurely, had a very good life recently. He was greeted with good wine and good food every day, and all the servants in the house worshiped him, thinking that this day was perfect.

Then he took the newspaper, glanced at it, and snorted, "Why, you still want to earn this money, you don't think Master God can figure it out for you, do you?"

"No." Tong'er pointed at the little sword excitedly, "Master, have you seen this little sword? I've seen it on Brother Ming. It's the same as this one."

Yuan Wu sat up all of a sudden, and carefully read the missing person notice, "Are you reading that right?"

"No." Tong'er said with certainty: "Brother Ming wears it every day like a treasure. Once I was curious, I asked Brother Ming to take it off and show it to me. It looks like this. There is a small sword on the back of the sword. Character."

"What word?"

Tong'er shook her head, "I couldn't read at that time, and I don't remember what it looked like."

Daoist Yuan Wu has a headache. Boy Ming was brought back by his senior brother many years ago. His talent is extremely high. His senior brother is very rare. After returning to the mountain, he announced that Boy Ming is his personal closed disciple, and he will inherit his mantle in the future.

In these years, Nian Ming has not failed his senior brother's expectations, and has grown up outstandingly. It can be said that this is the hope for the revival of their sect, and it is all his senior brother's hard work.

He always thought that boy Ming was an orphan, but he didn't expect to have family members, especially when there was a line below the missing person notice, "Xinyou, your mother passed away in grief because of your disappearance, and the relatives at home have never stopped looking for you for many years. I can see it, I can still remember it, and I look forward to your return. '

"Injustice."

This newspaper is distributed everywhere, what if Boy Ming is recognized?

"Tong'er, pack up, let's go back."

It's best to run away overnight.

Tong'er was very puzzled, "Yesterday, Master said that he would live until the beginning of next spring. Is Master going to report back?"

The corners of Yuan Wudao's mouth twitched slightly, "Winning the news?"

Tong'er said righteously: "Master, don't worry, I will definitely not say anything. If someone finds Senior Brother Ming, Senior Brother Ming will definitely be taken away."

"Didn't Master Uncle say that Senior Brother Ming is our hope? Then Senior Brother Ming cannot leave."

What he didn't dare to say was that he spent tens of thousands of taels just to find him. Brother Ming's family must be rich, but their Taoist temple is so poor, how could they keep him.

If Senior Brother Ming left their Taoist temple, there would be no hope for so many people.

"Maybe where did you buy this little sword, and it's not only Brother Ming who has it, maybe it's not him."

Daoist Yuan Wu was very hesitant. He still had things to do in the capital, and it was not easy to leave. After thinking for a while, he said, "Then you remember, when nothing happened and you don't know anything, don't be bribed by a few dim sums." gone."

He was very worried about this brat.

"Master, don't worry, I won't say anything this time."

Daoist Yuan Wu reluctantly believed him, "Go and prepare pen and ink for me."

For such a big event, he wanted to tell his senior brother to make preparations.

(End of this chapter)