A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

It was snowing on the return journey, and the group returned to Yangzhou by carriage instead.

Yeats was never willing to share a carriage with Pei Shaoqing, but now for some reason, everyone tacitly stipulated that she could only ride in Mr. Pei's carriage.

Yeats: ...

What kind of logic is this?

Teng Chong blinked, and secretly whispered in her ear: "This is a care."

Yeats: "Let you be imprisoned..."

Teng Chong slid away naked.

Yeats...

Master Shaoqing stood beside the carriage but refused to get in the carriage, what could Yeats do?The weather is so cold, we can't influence everyone because of these little habits!
Yeats had no choice but to climb into Mrs. Shaoqing's carriage, Mr. Shaoqing was very gentleman, he didn't think he was a high-ranking official so he got into the carriage first, and even blocked the door frame for her.

Of course she noticed these details. As a modern woman, she can accept the care of these gentlemen, but this is the Great Wei Dynasty with feudal privileges!
Yeats looked at a group of colleagues, but they didn't see it.

Uh...Yeats covered her face, it's too...so what!
Pei Jingning followed Yeats' gaze and saw a group of people pretending not to pay attention to this side. If it weren't for the gossip from the corner of his eye, he would have called Xin, snorted softly, and followed into the carriage.

Crowd: ...

So what should they do?
The carriage wobbled and finally set off.

Yeats used the excuse of catching the murderer at night to sleep leaning against the wall of the carriage, so as to avoid embarrassment!Asleep, asleep, she actually fell asleep.

The carriage swayed, Pei Jingning sighed, and reached out to pull her to his side, letting her sleep comfortably in his arms.

Yeats didn't sleep like a dead pig either. When she was caught, she was conscious and wanted to struggle, but thinking of Master Shaoqing's domineering temper, forget it, she was too sleepy and didn't bother to argue with him, since he didn't dislike being crushed. Ma, then use it as a natural pillow.

After completing the psychological training, Yeats snuggled into someone's arms and fell asleep with peace of mind!

In the evening of the next day, Ye Zhi and the others returned to Yangzhou City. As soon as they arrived at the government office, Pei Jingning was so busy that no one was there.

Qin Dachuan took Yang Fuquan out to inquire about various gossips, and Yeats just took this opportunity to investigate the case of the middle-aged man with white beard.

A down-and-out literati... 27 years old, above average in stature, with a face...thin...

skinny...

The current suspect is neither fat nor thin, even a bit strong. He looks like a literati, but lacks the refined style of a literati... Could it really be this person... Her criminal profile is out of line?

Back in Yangzhou, Yeats put on men’s clothes again, but she didn’t wrap her breasts deliberately, her body was much freer, and she felt that everyone knew that she was a woman, so now she didn’t need to deliberately avoid people when going to the toilet, which was really convenient a lot.

Pei Jingning spent day and night in the government office in Yangzhou, and Bai Lang came back to the post station for washing and eating.

When Bai Lang returned to the post station, it was already dark in the sky, he picked up his master's clothes, and when he passed Ye Pingshi's room, he only heard him chatting with Mingzhu and laughing, and he felt irritable when he heard it.

He thought to himself, could this guy seduce the two pretty girls, Mingzhu, "I don't know how to send some food to the yamen for the master, the master treats him for nothing."

Bai Lang was outraged, so he reached out and knocked on the door.

The laughter in the room stopped abruptly.

"Who?"

"it's me."

Hearing the voice of Guard Bai, Ming Zhu came to open the door, "Guard Bai, do you have something to tell me?"

When the women were together, they were of course discussing things that the girls used. There were face creams and lip balms on the table.

When Bai Lang glanced at Ye Pingshi, he was so surprised that he almost rolled his eyes, "You...you..." Why is a big man wearing makeup, this... this is too scary.

Yeats was putting on lipstick, seeing that the white guard was so surprised, didn't he know that he was a woman?Looking at the lipstick, then at the white guard, he deliberately asked Mingzhu, "Sister, do you think this color suits me?"

Mingzhu nodded, "Of course, after Mrs. Ye put it on, her whole body will become brighter."

Oh, mother!This is going to be messed up like this, what are you doing like this, isn't it just to seduce their master.

It's a miracle that Bai Lang can stay by Pei Jingning's side for so long without being fired!

Yeats could only stand up and face him, "Guard Bai, how is your lord doing now?"

As if a vixen was about to eat him, Bai Lang subconsciously took a step back, "Master is very busy now, I don't have time to see you!" After finishing speaking, he turned around and ran away.

Yeats and Mingzhu laughed heartily.

Pearl was thoughtful, "Could it be that Guard Bai still doesn't know that Master Ye is a woman?"

Yeats pouted, "I guess so." After speaking, he wiped his lipstick with a towel.

Mingzhu wanted to stop it, "Your Excellency is so beautiful, why erase it?"

"Sister, it's late at night, I don't sleep!"

Mingzhu smiled sheepishly, "That's right." After finishing speaking, she cleared up the things on the table, "My lord, then go to bed early."

Yeats said to the two, "In the future, you can call me by my name in private. Don't ask adults to come and go, I think it's weird."

Mingzhu covered her mouth and smiled, "Slaves don't dare to call you by your name."

"Then...call me Miss Ye?" Yeats was not used to it.

"Call you Miss Ye."

"it is good."

Just as Ye Zhi was about to pack up and go to bed, Yang Fuquan ran back like the wind, "Sister Ye..."

Mingzhu opened the door first, and she reminded in a low voice, "No one in the capital knows that your lord is a woman, so it's better for Catcher Yang to call you lord Ye."

Yang Fuquan covered his mouth in fright.

Yeats was in a good mood, but suddenly fell a lot, "Xiao Quanzi, what's the matter?"

"Oh!" Yang Fuquan said hastily, "Plum Garden Villa is auctioning ancient books, Uncle Qin let you go there."

It stands to reason that Qin Dachuan would not call her for such a thing, but if he did, there must be a reason for calling.

"Okay, wait for me." Yeats collected his mood, dressed quickly, and asked Teng Chong and others to ride to the outskirts of Yangzhou City.

After more than half an hour, Yeats and others entered the plum garden.

Qin Dachuan was waiting for them.

"My lord, this way..." He led him to the corner of the stage, pointing to the literati sitting under the stage, "My lord, look, who is that?"

"Yu Qingzhi?" Shouldn't this guy be in prison?

As if he felt Yeats' gaze, he looked at her, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe with fluttering sleeves, and smiled evilly at her, full of provocation.

Yeats sank down.

Qin Dachuan reminded her again, "My lord, you are in the stands..."

Yeats looked over to the stage, Wang Wenran, the owner of Tao Ran Youju, was holding an inkstone in his hand, probably used by some famous person, it was worth thousands of dollars, and he took a picture of it.

The host is flattering him, "This is something used by the poets of the previous dynasty. It was photographed by a powerful prince. In the future, the poems and paintings of princes will be as famous as the poets in the Wei Dynasty..."

Wang Wenran stood on the stage, condescending, with an unrestrained and unrestrained appearance, a proper rich man!
While staring at him, Yeats asked Qin Dachuan, "Did you find out, what does his village rely on for income?"