Jinyi Night Walk

Chapter 052 Sister Peng's Reasoning

Seeing Xia Xun's actions, Peng Ziqi glared at him angrily, and said with a dizzy face, "You are afraid of a ghost, can I eat you?"

Xia Xun said embarrassingly: "Ah..., I woke up after falling asleep."

The dream last night really tortured Ms. Peng, when the daylight passed, she woke up leisurely, only to feel sweaty, limp and weak, and immediately became suspicious.In fact, if she was only asked to take the medicine that makes people fall asleep and feel refreshed after a night of sleep, she would not notice anything unusual. Unexpectedly, Ximenqing added ingredients cleverly, which made the careful Peng Ziqi I noticed something different.

As soon as she found something was wrong, Ms. Peng quickly checked her clothes and body, but found no sign of being raped. Since it was not robbery, she must be begging for money, so she hurriedly got up to check her package, and it turned out that the package was She also didn't move at all, Miss Peng was a little confused now, she had a vague feeling that someone had drugged her, but she was fine, and her wealth was fine, it's inevitable...

Suddenly thinking of Xia Xun, she hurried to Xia Xun's room again. Although Xia Xun closed the door, it was very easy for her to open the door quietly with her means. She entered Xia Xun's room and found that Xia Xun was still sleeping soundly, so he felt relieved. After thinking about it, he went to check his horse bag again, and there was no lack of everything.

Puzzled, Peng Ziqi went back to her room, fetched back water to wash her clothes, waited for her to clean herself up, changed into a set of close-fitting clothes, redressed and came to Xia Xun's room again, and found him Still sleeping soundly, doubts arose in his heart.

It is always troublesome to take a bath at the daughter's house. She got up late in the first place, and I don't know how much effort it took to clean it up. Looking at the sky, it will be noon in one hour, but Xia Xun is still sleeping. It's unusual.The two of them walked to Yanggu together. She already knew that Xia Xun was used to getting up early. Every time she got up, Xia Xun had already packed up. What happened today?

With this doubt, she came to Xia Xun's side and looked at him carefully.Looking left and right, up and down, after watching for a while, she couldn't help but think of the beautiful and fragrant dream last night. The embarrassing scene in the dream was constantly intertwined with the sleeping man in front of her. , Miss Peng was in a trance for a while, thinking about it, and the frenzied deer in her heart didn't realize that her hair was spilling on Xia Xun's neck, and she woke him up.

Xia Xun sat up, grabbed the robe and draped it over her shoulders, and said to Peng Ziqi guiltily, "Morning."

Peng Ziqi said, "Morning."

She agreed, but her bright eyes were still staring at Xia Xun, which made Xia Xun's heart shudder, and couldn't help but ask, "You...why are you looking at me like that?"

"Hush..." Peng Ziqi put his finger on his lips to signal him to keep silent. Peng Ziqi tiptoed to the door and saw that there was no one in the courtyard. What's wrong?"

Xia Xun said blankly: "No... ah..."

Peng Ziqi sniffed his nose lightly, and said affirmatively, "You sweat a lot."

"Uh... yeah."

"I also sweated a lot last night"

"Oh?"

Peng Ziqi's face became more serious: "Do you feel tired after waking up?"

"Ah..., um..."

"I can see from your face that you are very tired. When I woke up, I also felt very tired, um... my waist is still a little sore."

Xia Xun breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said: "Ah, yes, yes, I too... I feel very tired too."

Peng Ziqi's expression became tense, and he hurriedly asked again: "Then are you dreaming?"

"what?"

Peng Ziqi blushed, quickly waved his hands and said, "Forget it, forget it, pretend I didn't ask."

Xia Xun said with a blank wry smile: "Miss Peng, what are you trying to say?"

Peng Ziqi straightened up and started pacing in the room. While pacing, he said: "There is a problem, there must be a problem."

Xia Xun was made uneasy by her, and quickly asked, "Is there... what's the problem?"

Peng Ziqi stopped and said seriously: "There is something wrong with the wine we drink."

Xia Xun's heart skipped a beat, and his expression changed a little. He forced a smile and said, "Wine... the wine tastes very good, what's the problem?"

Peng Ziqi stared into his eyes, then suddenly moved closer, and said in a low voice, "I suspect... what we drank was fake wine"

"Huh? Fake wine"

"Yes, fake wine"

Peng Ziqi analyzed calmly: "I usually drink alcohol, and I will never sleep so dead, let alone wake up so tired, but I slept so hard last night, and I am still weak and very sleepy. With you, you usually wake up earlier than me, but today you have been asleep until now, don't you think there is a problem?"

"This..., well, there is indeed a problem."

"now it's right"

Peng Ziqi snapped his fingers and made an analysis conclusion: "Originally, I suspected that this was a black shop, but I have checked it carefully and we have no loss, so there is only one explanation left. The shop is not a black shop, but the owner is a profiteer, and what they sell is fake wine"

Xia Xun said quietly: "This... Mr. Peng's analysis... makes sense. Then what are you going to do?"

Peng Ziqi hugged his shoulders, pinched his chin and murmured: "I haven't figured it out yet. Are you saying that we call the shopkeeper to scold us, and then ask him to waive our shop and meal expenses? Or just tear him down?" This store?"

Xia Xun was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "In my opinion, forget it."

"how?"

"Anyway, I'm also a respectable person in Qingzhou City. As the saying goes, we don't have to lose anything anyway. If we make a big noise here, can the people in this town still spread good things about us? Yes. disreputable."

Peng Ziqi shook his head and sighed: "I want to save face and suffer, and I'm talking about people like you."

Xia Xun said with a dry smile: "People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves..."

Peng Ziqi rolled his eyes at him and said, "What kind of Jianghu are you? You keep talking about Jianghu. Why don't you get up?"

Xia Xun looked at the sky and said, "It's almost noon, let's not leave under the sun, just take a rest and return to the city in the afternoon."

Peng Ziqi nodded and said, "Alright, I also feel a little tired, so I'll go back and rest for a while."

"it is good……"

Peng Ziqi walked to the door, hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and asked, "Did you really...didn't dream last night?"

"Huh? Why am I dreaming?"

"Forget it, forget it, pretend I didn't say it."

Peng Ziqi hurriedly slipped out of the door, dodged to the corridor and stamped his feet in embarrassment and annoyance: "Silly girl, if you dream, people have to dream with you? Can you dream the same dream as you? And you keep asking , really shameless"

Peng Ziqi said with self-pity, a waiter in the shop who happened to pass by in the yard saw the guest officer dressed in men's clothes, but he looked like a daughter, so he couldn't help but look away. Peng Ziqi saw him at a glance, and immediately shouted in a vicious voice: "Look! What are you looking at, profiteer?"

Miss Peng flicked her long hair, and went back to her room arrogantly to catch up on sleep, leaving the shop waiter with a dazed look on her face.

Feng Xihui died, and not many people attended the funeral.He was not a local, and the funeral was organized by his friend and boss Zhao Ximo, Zhao Tuiguan, and several colleagues in the magistrate's yamen who could talk to Feng Xihui.Seven days later, Feng Xihui's coffin was buried in Linglong Mountain in the west of Qingzhou City.

Because his home was burnt to ruins, his savings over the years were destroyed, and several colleagues had limited funds to hold the funeral, so they only invited a half-hearted monk from a small local temple to organize the funeral for him. Only a few people attended the funeral. The only colleagues in the government office are Xia Xun and a few wealthy businessmen who think they have a close relationship with Feng Jianxiao.

Shopkeeper Liu by the Nanyang River is also there. Today he is pretending to be a servant outside the security guard. The two of them are standing next to Xia Xun, separated by four or five people. Guang has noticed that a pair of cold eyes have been staring at him.

The sky was gloomy, and the rain was as misty as mist, which wet the only [-]% new cassock that Monk Jing Ye could afford. He was ringing the Dharma bell in his hand, and was reciting the "Great Compassion Rebirth Mantra" for Feng Xihui: No Amida Poye, Dotaka Duoye, Dodi Yedo, Amitabha, Povi, Amitabha, Sidan Povi, Amitabha Vikrandi, Amitabha Vikrandi... "

Reciting over and over again, low and solemn, coupled with the dripping rain and gloomy sky, constitutes a sad and touching farewell song.Xia Xun stood in the crowd without moving, and there was no trace of emotion on his face.

"Monk, read it wrong"

Hearing the voice of Monk Jingye chanting sutras stuck there, he kept reciting the phrase "Amitri Dovigrandi" vaguely, and the pronunciation of two words in it was still wrong. Qingzhou, who was wearing a soapy blue robe, Wu Huiguang, the mill official of Fuzhao, couldn't bear it anymore.

The old monk Jingye blushed a little, pretending not to hear, and continued to memorize his sentence "Ami Lido Vigolandi", Wu Huiguang coughed, and couldn't help raising his voice: "Monk, you mispronounced it, it's not Vigo , it is Vija, this sentence should be read as Amili Duo Vijalandi."

In front of his disciples and many guests, a secular person pointed out that the mantra he recited was wrong, and the monk Jingye couldn't step down immediately. He blushed and argued: "This benefactor, what the poor monk has been reciting is Ami Liduo Wei Ge Lan Di, that is, Wei Ge, that's right, that's what the master of the poor monk taught."

Wu Huiguang is an eighth-rank official. He was born as a Jinshi. He works as a survey and audit in the state government office. It is probably because of an occupational disease. He is upright but a bit stupid. Where could it be seen that the master was a half-hearted monk, and he didn't want to be vague about it, so he immediately retorted: "No, what you recited is wrong, or what your master taught is wrong, here you should read Amitabha Vijalandi, It's Pija, not Weige."

"It's Vigo, not Pija"

"It's Pija, not Vigo"

Seeing this funny scene, Xia Xun suddenly had an absurd feeling in his heart: Looking up at the new grave in front of him, the feeling that he was on his back because of the eyes staring at him from the flanks, unexpectedly Disappeared without realizing it. a