A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

In the corridor, Teng Chong and the others took a deep breath together. Is this Little Brother Ye?

Wearing a Hunan-colored dress that is as long as the instep, making the waist slender, without any accessories on the body, not even earrings, the sun shines down from the sky at noon in winter, as if being folded by the ridge of the roof, forming a light veil, just right Falling on her Shengxue's face, an extremely unreal hazy halo floated, her long eyelashes like crow feathers were close and curled up, and her bright eyes reflected light with water, full of vitality, making people unconsciously addicted.

Yeats felt that they made a fuss, except that they changed into women's clothes and wore a woman's hair bun, there was no difference!
She didn't know that when she was in a daze just now, the willow leaf eyebrows that were originally heroic and broad were thinned by Mingzhu, which made her bright eyes shine, pure and beautiful.

"Wow..." Teng Chong shouted, "Brother Ye, you...you are really a woman!" This...this is too similar!

This guy finally got his head around it?Just as Qin Dachuan was about to give him an approving glance, the guy said again, "You...you don't think that part is not well developed, so that's why you look more like a woman?"

He got this conclusion from his father-in-law in the palace, and he praised his association and drawing inferences from one instance.

"..." All right, you can think whatever you like!

Teng Chong still didn't give up, why did his younger brother Ye look more feminine than a woman?Leaning to her side, he couldn't help reaching out to flick her fair little face.

Yeats is so quick, how could he let him succeed, "Brother Teng, what are you doing?"

"I was wondering, is there something stuck on such a tender face?"

Yeats snorted, "Xiao Quanzi's face is also white and tender, why don't you touch it, it's really annoying!"

Yang Fuquan is a genuine little boy, but his cold and youthful face is so tender that he can also pretend to be a girl.

Well, with the real boy Yang Fuquan, the tomboy Yeats can always confuse the real with the fake.

A group of people were fighting in the corridor.

Pei Jingning came out of the room with his hands behind his back, with a cold expression on his face, "How decent is Cheng?"

Yeats, who wanted to hide behind like a quail after being scolded by his immediate superior, had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward, "My lord..." bowed and saluted habitually.

"Do girls salute like this?" Someone came up and found fault.

Who messed with him again? Yeats saw Mingzhu salute, and immediately imitated it, but he deliberately imitated half-tune, and made a four-faced blessing, "My lord, it's getting late, you can go to Meiyuan Villa Come on!"

"You also know that it's not early?" Pei Jingning glanced deeply at Ye Zhi when he passed by, and asked in a very uncomfortable tone.

When did she offend him?If you ask her to act like a girl, she will play it, and if you ask her to give a girl's salute, she can do it. It's really strange that the boss is not satisfied.

At a young age, you will not have reached menopause!

A group of people left and arrived at Meiyuan Villa after noon, and everyone was so hungry that they knew that Meiyuan Villa was in the suburbs, so they should have eaten in the city center before coming back.

Since Pei Jingning was pretending to be a literati, when he arrived at Meiyuan Villa, he was received as ordinary guests. When the counter asked them what level of room they stayed in, Bai Lang said directly, "Your private courtyard is the best here."

Obediently, good fellow, really go over the suite to inquire about the private courtyard.

The receptionist at the counter understood that this was a distinguished guest, and his attitude immediately changed 180 degrees, "I want to live in the best private courtyard, the starting price is 80 taels, guest officer..."

Bai Lang took out a bank note from his sleeve pocket, "This is 1000 taels, is it enough for a month?"

"Enough is enough!" The shopkeeper walked out from the counter, and personally sent Pei Jingning and the others to the best private courtyard, "Guests, your lunch..."

"Not yet, send it here quickly."

"Yes, the little one will arrange it right away."

Having money is good.

It was obviously past lunch time, but after a while, the shopkeeper still brought over two tables of meals quickly. "Dear guest, please take it slow—" He ordered the waiter to receive these guests with the highest standard.

The air pressure of the boss was low, no one dared to touch it, everyone stood aside in a polite manner and waited for the boss to sit down first.

Yeats was wearing a girl's clothes and combed a girl's bun, but she did not behave like a girl. She stood beside Teng Chong, watching the servants of the villa serving the guests in an orderly manner, while secretly recalling what she saw just now when she came in.

The villa occupies a large area, elegant and elegant, and is divided into front and rear areas. The front area is a place for literati and refined scholars to gather or auction. There are several halls that can accommodate many people; the back area is where they are now. There is a one-story inn-style courtyard, and a single private courtyard for literati who come to visit or participate in activities to stay.

According to the introduction from the shopkeeper just now, there is also a food festival, and even help people to buy and sell land, not to mention the collection of calligraphy and painting books related to literati.

If the management is good, Meiyuan Villa will be a big money-absorbing family!Such a person still needs to go out to rob, kidnap, play tricks, and extort money?
Yeats looked at the sumptuous lunches on the two tables. You can't wait for the guests to pay for them before you buy them. You have to prepare these ingredients first, so you have to pay for them!

If the management is not good, is the money from robbery, kidnapping, trickery, and extortion just spent on these things?
Yeats is trying to figure out how to understand the real situation of the operation of Meiyuan Villa. How can he find out?

"Master Ye..." Bai Lang called.

While thinking about something, Yeats followed the voice and looked over.

Bai Lang looked at his master.

Yeats followed his gaze and walked to Pei Jingning's desk, "My lord, did you call me?"

"sit down."

"Oh."

Pei Jingning's face, which had been tense all afternoon, finally eased. The waiter in the shop wanted to help him with the chopsticks, but he stopped him, and calmly picked up vegetables for dinner.

Seeing that her master had finally eaten, Mingzhu hurriedly stood beside Yeats and helped her serve dishes with chopsticks, "I'll do it myself." Yeats was never used to being served.

At Ruoda's round table, two people sat with their heads buried in their meals, silent.

When Teng Chong and the others saw that their immediate boss had finally started to move, they also quietly sat down at another table to have dinner.

Being rich and powerful is easy to attract people, not to mention that the rich man is also a stunning handsome man.

As soon as Mr. Ning moved into the best private courtyard, his information was reported to the master by the steward.

"This man is facing the wind in a jade tree, and he has the demeanor of a prince and aristocrat. I'm afraid he has a lot of background. Master, should we be careful?"

The man called the owner of the villa was in his early thirties, thin and capable, with a few strands of goatee, his eyes flickered, revealing his sophistication, "Keep an eye on it."

"Yes, owner." The steward thought for a while and said again, "This person also brought a housewarming girl, who seems to be quite favored, do you want to..."

"It's up to you."

"Yes, Master."

After lunch, Prince Ning, a nobleman, has the habit of taking a nap, so he went to take a lunch break.

Yeats dragged Teng Chong out for a stroll.

"Where are you going?" Seeing this, Little Brother Ye is going to investigate the case. Teng Chong can't wait to see what the owner of the villa looks like. Can the case be closed?