A piece of paper

Old courtyards, yellowed brick walls, plain white snow, gradually elongated shadows under dim red light, and sudden sounds.
Countless images flashed through Xian Jin's mind, those of Tyrande, the Sakura Kingdom, and Goryeo. There were no domestic ones—after the founding of the People's Republic of China, they were not allowed to become elites. After 120 minutes of preparation, they were all insane and psychological problems in the end.

Xian Jin turned his head slowly, and saw an extremely beautiful face, with delicate cheekbones, straight and plump shape, square and unbiased, with an upright and upright spirit, and a clear air.

He was quite tall, and he had to look up to meet his gaze.

From a distance, I didn't realize he was so tall.
"Oh no, Dalang."

Xian Jin withdrew his gaze and nodded to him.

It is the hopeful star of Changfang.

What did he just say?

Invite her to visit Zhu's house at night?

Meaning, how long has she been listening here, and how long has he been listening behind?Then he came to the conclusion that he needed to visit Zhu's house at night?
From the looks of it, the star of hope should be the most orthodox scholar-bureaucrat, maybe he hasn't reached the level of a scholar-bureaucrat, but as long as he doesn't make mistakes, he will always wear a black hat, become a master, and completely separate himself from the common people and the bustle of the market distance.

What is he doing in this muddy water?
If someone finds out, the dignified star of hope will go to renovate the wall of the widow Ren in the middle of the night. I'm afraid I won't be able to read the books, right?

Xian Jin scratched his head, "Are you serious?"

Chen Jianfang didn't answer, he raised his foot and walked out the door first, seeing that Xian Jin hadn't followed, he turned his head and urged, "Second uncle likes to sing Yingying Biography after drinking, he sings Yingying, and second aunt sings Zhang Sheng."

Chen Jian leaned his head to listen to the sound of the courtyard expressionlessly, "Now we are singing the second part, and when he finishes singing, the big guy should find that there are two people missing from the table."

Xian Jin hurriedly buried his head to follow, Chen Jianfang walked fast, Xian Jin had to trot to barely step on his shadow.

On the night of the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, hundreds of houses were closed and the streets were quiet.

After turning two streets, Chen Jianfang stopped at the gate of a house. The plaque above the door said "Zhu House", surrounded by walls, perhaps because the government was smooth and the people lived and worked in peace, and Nanzhili, which belonged to Jing County, was also an economic In a place where trade is prosperous, people have surplus food and spare money in their pockets, so the walls of wealthy houses like Zhu Gangmane are only about one foot (3 meters).

Why didn't she bring a ladder, or a hemp rope.

If it doesn't work, you should also bring the dog on Tuesday.

Tuesday's dog's back was as wide as a mountain, and she was sure to be more stable than a ladder.

Xian Jin caught a glimpse of Chen Jianfang from the corner of his eye. This scholar is tall, not fat, with a narrow face smaller than her. He is dressed in a linen gown. At first glance, he has no strength in his waist. Maybe he hasn't been doing plank for as long as she does.
The health-preserving fighting girl curled her lips invisibly.

It takes long-term planning to do these deceptive and illegal crimes. Don't act impulsively. You need to think twice
"Let's." Before Xian Jin finished speaking, Chen Jianfang looked around, chose a low place, took three or five steps back, put down the hem of his long gown, took a deep breath and sprinted forward, stepping on one foot. With a push on the wall, his hands are supported on the blue tiles on the roof, and with a push of his arms, his whole body is pressed against the top of the wall.

"Give me your hand."

A hand with slightly protruding veins was placed on Xian Jin's head.

Xian Jin opened his mouth, dumbfounded.

This set of movements is smooth and smooth, with perfect proficiency, even Xian Jin would never believe that he rarely overturned the widow's wall!

Under the bright moon and jade light, the girl was a little stunned.

Also a little, beautiful.

Chen Jianfang pursed his lips.

He has seen the famous He Xiaoniang of the third uncle, she has a very beautiful face, like a white flower attached to tall branches and luxuriant leaves.

Her daughter, well inherited the skin.

But the temperament is quite different.

Either because of the coolness brought by the slightly narrow and slender eyes, or because of the comfort brought by the slender but tall figure, or because of the cleanliness brought by the plain face without pearls and jade, this girl looks very beautiful. clever.

At a glance, you can see that she is very smart.

Being stared at in disbelief by a smart and beautiful girl, anyone, Chen Jianfang believed, anyone, even the doctor who knew the fate of the Imperial College, must be hard to hide his pretentiousness and self-satisfaction.

Most of the depression and impatience in Chen Jianfang's heart were wiped away, and he didn't notice that his tone became more gentle, "A gentleman learns the six arts, and he knows all the rituals, music, archery and imperial books. The Imperial College also learns horses and dances swords. You Give me your hand, I'll pull you up, I can move."

Now that we've talked about this, there's no need to twitch.

Xian Jin stretched out his hand naturally, Chen Jianfang held her wrist tightly, Xian Jin also imitated his example, kicked on the wall with his feet, turned up, and then slowly helped her down along the wall to touch her. ground.

Perhaps because the master's family had just died, the entire two-entry courtyard was covered with white flowers, and there was silence on all sides.

Xian Jin Mao followed behind Chen Jianfang, taking advantage of the faint light in the corridor, and walked towards the largest courtyard. The layout of the courtyards in this era was quite similar. Xian Jin entered the inner room of the main courtyard after a while, and took out a fire pocket from his arms. After blowing the light, it should be Zhu Ganglian's room, a tall museum cabinet with many empty compartments, only one or two pieces of porcelain flower dendrobium are still there.

Xian Jin said softly, "Porcelain is fragile, so naturally you don't take it with you when you go out for your life."

Behind the museum cabinet are two locked chests of drawers.

Maybe the ledger is there?
Chen Jianfang bent down and tugged at the lock.

Xian Jin shook his head, lowered his voice, "Not there."

Chen Jianfang raised his head.

In order not to make any noise, the two got very close, and Xian Jin's voice was extremely low, "Master Chen Liu said that Manager Zhu kept all valuables close to his body, and even sewed the banknotes in the middle of his clothes."

As Xian Jin said, he stepped on the cat waist and took the fire bag to look around, and groped into the interior silently.

ho.

Such a big bed.

At least four or five people can be accommodated.

this pig.
Xian Jin thought of the "dozens of concubines" mentioned by Guanshi Zhu's wife, and his heart felt sick, so he took out a silk handkerchief from his pocket and put it on his hand.

There is a layer of separation between the hands, so my heart is not so hairy.

Xian Jin flipped the quilt on the bed, and said again, "Although the chest of drawers is locked, it is placed in the middle of the main room, so it can be seen at a glance. How can a person like Guanshi trust a lock?"

There is nothing in the quilt.

Xian Jin pulled out the pillow again, and touched it bit by bit, talking while touching, "A person like this only trusts himself, and is only used to putting the most deadly things closest to him."

Got it!

hard!
thick!
Hidden in the cotton wool of the pillow!
What place is closer to him than daily close to his head!

Xian Jin searched for a long time but couldn't find the joint of the pillow, so he simply put the fire bag aside, gritted his teeth and tried to tear the cotton cloth with both hands.

"give it to me"

Chen Jianfang couldn't bear to look at it any longer, and reached out to reach for it.

Xian Jin hurriedly shook his head!

She can do it!
She may not be able to uncap the bottle of mineral water.

But when it comes to tearing up the courier, oh no, tearing up the evidence, she is worth it!

A little earlier than expected.

It's actually Eryang... Everyone must protect yourself...