Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 49
"Now that it's snowing heavily, how will Master find out where Sun Wenxing is hiding?" Back in the yard, Fu Ji and Hong Wu appeared one after another.

Yan Wan swept their eyes and shook her head helplessly: "When did your master take the initiative to find someone else?"

"Master, do you want them to throw themselves into the trap?" Hong Wu continued.

"It's not too stupid." Yan Wanqing picked up the ancient books on the table and opened them, leaning casually on the imperial concubine's couch, and said slowly: "Sun Wenxing has been spoiled since he was a child, and he is a famous prodigal in Kyoto. My son, this kind of person cannot stay in a clean place."

"Then let Fireworks Lane release the news that there are a few dancers from the Western Regions in the building, then Sun Wenxing will definitely not be able to help showing up." Fou Ji thought.

Yan Wanqing cast him an appreciative look: "After following me for so many years, I finally learned something."

Hong Wu saw that he had been greatly praised, and felt a little sour: "This subordinate, let the people from Fengyulou wait in the Firework Lane, and when Sun Wenxing appears, hold him down."

Yan Wanqing nodded, at this moment there were footsteps outside the door, Hong Wu and Wuji looked at each other, and quickly disappeared into the room, leaving only Yan Wanqing quietly flipping through the ancient books.

Congge pushed the door in with a basin of hot water.

"Miss, wipe your hands." She wiped Yan Wanqing's hands with a hot cloth, but hesitated to speak.

Yan Wanqing looked up at her: "Tell me what's the matter."

Congge couldn't help but said: "That girl Conghuan has been in contact with the newcomer every three days, and the jewelry she brought has been changed batch after batch these days, so what's wrong with her appointment? "

After hearing this, Yan Wanqing hooked her lips: "As expected, isn't it for this effect that she is kept?"

"Miss is planning to spoil her all this time?" Cong Ge became angrier as he thought about it.

"No rush." ​​She wiped her hands and handed the hot cloth back: "When the net is collected, the bait will not be needed."

Anyway, let her dance around for two more days, and then just go to hell with Xiao Hongshen.

Congge carried the basin out, the water in the basin was steaming, and a gust of cold wind blew in through the crack of the door, Yan Wanqing looked at the overwhelming whiteness outside, the loneliness in his eyes became more and more obvious.

"This snow should stop." She murmured.

the other side.

Chai Youshen returned to the yard where he lived. The yard was in disarray, and the roof was half paralyzed due to the heavy load of snow.

He looked at everything at present with a blank face, then looked down at his chapped hands, and pulled out a laugh at the gate, then laughed out loud, and finally turned into a big laugh.

Just smiling, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The door of the next door was opened with a small crack to reveal a small head, staring at Chaiyou with ignorant and clear eyes, as if wondering what this strange uncle wanted to do.

Chai You wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, took out a bag from his bosom, and waved at the villain.

The little boy said fiercely: "My mother won't let me play with you."

Chai You fumbled in the bag with his hands, and took out a large handful of candies. The little boy's eyes lit up instantly, and he opened the door and walked over to reach for it.

Chai You took out one and put it in his hand: "I can't give it to you for nothing."

"What do you want to do?" The little boy was still vigilant with the sweet taste in his mouth.

Chai You's voice slowed down: "You don't get paid for nothing, you have to do something for me, and once it's done, this bag of candy is yours."

"You are not allowed to lie to children. My mother said that men who lie to children are cowards." The little boy stared at the money bag tightly, and Chai You smiled: "When did uncle lie to you?"

"That's true." The little boy thought for a while, and it is true that although Chai You is unreliable on weekdays, he is still very good to himself. come and play.

Chai You grabbed another handful of sugar from the big bag and put it in the palm of the little boy's palm: "The snow will stop in a while, you memorize this song I taught you, when you go out to play with your friends You just teach them, everyone can sing, and you come back to me to get the rest of the candy."

"It doesn't sound difficult, just tell me." The little boy thought about the deal for a while, so he agreed.

After Chaiyou taught him the song, he went back to the house to boil water for a bath.

In the afternoon, the snow really stopped, and the children walked through the streets and alleys, having fun with snowball fights and making snowmen. A nursery rhyme was passed down from word to mouth, but within three days, everyone in Kyoto could catch it.

"If you can get Kunshan, there is firewood outside the peeping door. Zhu Xuanyu is on the right, and Ruicheng is in the sky. The tall buildings enter the blue sky, and the common reason is to ascend and descend."

Chaiyou's small broken door was almost trampled to pieces.

The little boy was lying on the door, looking out through the crack of the door.

The carriages and sedan chairs of these people all stopped at the entrance of the alley, blocking the road.

He was watching his ears being picked up.

The little boy cried out in pain, "Mother! Mother, it hurts, it hurts!"

"How much sugar you ate today, you don't want your teeth anymore! Go back to study! Look at your Uncle Chai, who studies on weekdays. How many dignitaries come to him now, do you know that you will use him as an example in the future!"

"I know I know! Mother let go, it hurts..."

The little boy bared his teeth, and his mother listened to the hustle and bustle next door with envy in her eyes.

"You Uncle Chai, I'm afraid you're going to make a big fortune in the future, and we're going to have a big shot in Shitou Lane."

Chai You was dressed in a gray robe, and sent away batch after batch of people. When the evening approached, the setting sun fell on the snow-covered bluestone slab, reflecting orange light.

The little boy came out wearing a bloated jacket, and asked curiously, "Uncle Chai, why are these people looking for you?"

Chai You looked at the sedan chair that disappeared in the alley, with a gentle smile on his lips: "They want uncle to go with them."

"Aren't you going? If you go with them, you don't need to live in this Stone Lane."

Chai You shook his head: "They're not the ones I'm waiting for."

The little boy didn't understand: "But they are all rich."

"So what?" A shadow flashed in Chai's right eye, and after a while, everything returned to calm.

He turned around and was about to close the firewood gate: "It's getting late, your mother should call you to eat later."

The little boy didn't move, pointing to a carriage in the alley, eating candy in his mouth and mumbled: "There's another one."

Chai You looked at the figure wrapped in a black robe, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his lips, he smiled: "Maybe this is the person I'm waiting for."

The Seventh Prince paid three visits to Shitou Lane, and finally asked the expert in the doggerel to follow him back to his residence in the middle of the night.

Soon this doggerel disappeared in the streets and alleys, as clean as if it had never appeared before.

When Yan Wanqing received the news, Yan Lingzhen was feeling her pulse.

"If you get the firewood, you get the world, this person really dares to say it." Yan Lingzhen immediately knew that this was a poem with a hidden ending, she curled her lips, and gently pulled out the silver needle: "That seventh prince is really kind Take the bait, this kind of trickery is worth his visit."

The smile in Yan Wanqing's eyes deepened a lot upon hearing this.

"The Tibetan poem is just an attractive gimmick, Liumei, you are wrong."

"I was wrong?" Yan Lingzhen was puzzled.

"As long as this Mr. Chai invites the Seventh Prince to visit, he will have the means to make him cherish his talents, so that he will visit the second and third times. This person has real talents and learning, otherwise why would those dignitaries come here in an endless stream? Stone Lane?"

(End of this chapter)