Exquisite ingenuity

Chapter 95 Can't Be Better Than Saburo
His chest was being held against by an extremely sharp dagger at this moment.If he moved another half a minute, the dagger would be mercilessly inserted into his chest.

The person in front of him was wearing a black mask, revealing only a pair of slender eyes.Those eyes were full of endless lust.

Changchun never dreamed that he just followed the girl's orders, but he was about to die.

The Linglong Bookstore run by their girls in private, the news they inquired from the palace was through the small yellow gate at the east end of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

In order to get the first-hand information, he had been grinding the little yellow door for several months before, and in the end it was their girl who was smart enough to get a handle on the little yellow door and the monthly commission, which made him The little yellow gate willingly gave them the news.

But today, Changchun came to the old place to get news as usual, not only did not see the souvenir from Xiaohuangmen, even the contacts they left here also disappeared.

Before that, they rented a small shop in the alley, and the contact person, Master Gao, was making sarongs in the shop.

Changchun didn't come for a few days, the door of the shop was ajar, he opened the door and walked in as usual, calling several times for Master Gao, but no one answered.Master Gao was fifty years old, strong and strong, with clever eyes and ears, so there was no reason why he couldn't hear him.

The newly tied lanterns in the shop were stacked very well, and a wall was built. A few days ago, Master Gao said that he had received an order for lanterns covered with red gauze, and the buyer said that the delivery would be within fifteen days. These lanterns should be those People want lanterns.

The candle tears on the candlesticks were extremely thick, and Master Gao was probably still rushing to make lanterns last night.

Is it too tired?

Changchun walked around the cut bamboo strips familiarly, groped into the back of the shop, and walked into the resting place of Master Gao.A simple bed, a small stove, a water tank, and several pots and pans belong to Master Gao.

nobody.The lid of the water tank was well covered, and the small stove that Master Gao used to cook was dark and heavy, as if it had just been lit.

Master Gao is from Shaanxi Road. Every morning, he eats a bowl of hot Hu spicy soup.

By this time, Changchun already felt something was wrong.

Master Gao has no children. Except for delivering goods, he rarely leaves the shop at this time.What's more, the door of the shop was not even closed.

Message box...

Changchun bent down, and buckled an equally black iron box from the dark wall.

He opened the iron box and found that it was empty.

It has been six days since he opened the iron box last time.

The little yellow gate comes out every five days.

There should be at least one letter inside.

Something is wrong, everything is wrong.

Changchun was about to put the iron box back to its original place when he suddenly heard a small movement behind him.

Master Gao is back?

He was about to turn around and ask Master Gao why he met a pair of strange eyes when the little yellow door didn't come these few days.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp dagger pierced his chest.

The man was silent, and Changchun didn't dare to make a sound.

The two are about the same in stature, fat and thin, Chang Chun wanted to take advantage of the man not paying attention, avoid the dagger, and then capture the man.He learned boxing from Guanshi Hu since he was a child. Although his kung fu is not as good as Hu Yong's, he can still protect himself and escape.

Changchun is confident and courageous.He boldly speculated that this person should not want his life.Otherwise, he would have killed him long ago.

The man suddenly snorted coldly, and said in a cold voice, "You guys are so courageous that you colluded with the servants in the palace and passed on the secrets of the palace, what crime should you deserve!"

This is the time!As he spoke, the dagger deflected just a little.

Changchun bent his legs and was about to roll to the ground, when he dodged the dagger, a huge fist swung straight at him.

Before Changchun passed out, he vaguely saw the person stuffed under the bed.

It's like Master Gao.

It was raining heavily.

The rain branch floated into the house, and Mei Ran hurried to close the window, accidentally caught her finger, and it became red and swollen instantly.She involuntarily let out a soft cry.

Zhao Jinyi hurriedly said: "Yaqing, hurry up and take her down to apply some camellia oil."

She said, rubbing her temples: "You don't need to be on duty today, so go down and have a good rest."

In the past, when a girl was in a bad mood, she liked to be alone.

Plum dyed crows and greens went down.

It was quiet in the house, only the sound of rain falling outside.

It was time for lunch break, she closed her eyes and tossed and turned for two quarters of an hour, but she still couldn't fall asleep.

Getting up and going to bed, she walked to the cabinet with bare feet, and found the box, and found the poem written by Ning Yong from the box, stretched out her hand to caress gently, she murmured: "If you don't mean to me, why don't you love me?" Tell me to be more emotional?"

As she spoke, she grasped lightly and forcefully, and the paper crumpled up immediately.

She threw the paper ball aside as if angry, while she bent her knees, hugged her legs with her hands, and stared blankly at the paper ball.

The sound of rain.

Zhao Jinyi rushed over again, grabbed the ball of paper, put it on the small table and smoothed it gently.After all, he is the person he admires, so how can he easily feel that his quality is not good enough?Ning Yong will definitely come to propose marriage!

Just when Zhao Jinyi was feeling overwhelmed by the love of his children, Zhao Jinyun and his third wife, Mrs. Zhu, were counting the dowry in the third room of the Zhao family.

Zhu Shi made a show of arrogance, and his waist straightened up.The abacus was crackling, and even Zhao Chenghuan took back many valuable things that Zhao Chenghuan had given privately to his aunts.

And because he felt sorry for his daughter, Tete added five hundred taels of private money to her daughter's dowry.

Zhao Jinyun hugged Mrs. Zhu, coquettishly: "Aniang, you don't need so many. The brothers and sisters in the family are not yet married. As the eldest sister, I can't be selfish."

Mrs. Zhu glanced at her, and kept her hands in his hands: "You are marrying the third son of the Shi family. In the future, the family will definitely be separated. The third son will not have to serve his parents-in-law in the future. The money he can get is probably not enough for him to eat. Besides Now, the future son-in-law doesn't care about fame and fame, whether he can support himself is a problem. I don't want to give you more."

There were tears in Zhao Jinyun's eyes: "A Niang..." In the end, it was A Niang who took care of her self-willedness.

Zhao Jinyun looked at it for a while, and suddenly remembered something: "Mother, is that news true?"

Mrs. Zhu glanced at her and said nothing.But in my heart I understood what my daughter said.

Zhao Jinyun said in a low voice, "If it wasn't true, how could the eldest aunt be willing to betroth the second sister to such a family. The land of Lingnan has always been a place where exiled officials go..."

Mrs. Zhu said casually, "How your eldest aunt marries her daughter is not something you should worry about." The sister-in-law had already misread her for a while, and her response was cautious and prudent.As an aunt, she couldn't say anything, let alone Zhao Jinyun, a little niece.

A Niang was right, Zhao Jinyun bit his lip, caressed the wedding dress that Zhao Jinyi brought back from Ronghualou, and suddenly said: "What about the fourth sister? Can the second aunt take care of the fourth sister?"

Mrs. Zhu stretched her waist: "Not at all. After all, your fourth younger sister is not ready yet. But she did mention that she wants to propose marriage for your second cousin. She has her eyes on the eldest girl of the Lin family. I'll see you, Miss Lin." After a few times, it was very quiet."

Zhao Jinyun was not interested in who the second cousin married. What she cared most about was the marriage of the fourth younger sister Zhao Jinyi.

The future husband-in-law of the fourth sister can't be better than Sanlang.

(End of this chapter)