cold moon is king

The streets were full of people as usual, the frontier war seemed to have no effect on them at all, everyone looked peaceful, and everyone knew that General Zhenyuan led troops to go out again. They blindly trusted, trusted the Chu family, and trusted Chu Jiangli.

Shen Miao clenched his hands into fists. He glanced at both sides from the corner of his eye, and went straight into the crowd. The rustling of clothes rubbing against the noisy voices around him was mixed in. He pursed his lips tightly, his face pale. It was a bit ugly, when he entered a pharmacy, Xiao Er quickly came up to him, and at this moment the footsteps behind him suddenly stopped.

He looked around calmly, and took out a piece of silver, "Take the medicine according to this prescription."

The waiter took the prescription and the silver, quickly spread the prescription and looked at it, then climbed up and down to find the medicine in the medicine cabinet, and within a short time he made up the prescription Shen Miao wanted, and the waiter handed it over to Shen Miao. When passing by, he frowned and scratched Shen Miao's palm, "Thank you for your patronage, if the curative effect is good, remember to come again next time."

Shen Miao frowned, withdrew his hand, clutched the package of medicine, turned and walked into the crowd.

Xiaoer entered the counter, threw the prescription in his hand into the water, the writing on it changed suddenly, and another content appeared, he sniffed, rubbed his hands and thought, Shen Miao is really good enough. Seriously, the loss is still a pro-apprentice.

And Bailifei raised his wrist and opened the door curtain and came out from behind twisting his waist. He glanced at the people on the ground and said angrily, "San'er, what's the matter, you are sneaky, you are doing something sneaky again."

Shi Xue curled her lips, "I haven't, I've already washed my hands."

Bailifei said to him, "Come on, why did you go there last night? You limped and fell off the roof. Stealing is considered stealing, you know?"

Shi Xue's face flushed instantly, he bit his lip for a while and couldn't speak, and finally snorted sullenly, picked up the paper in the potion, and brought a string of water drops, Bailifei saw the paper , the corner of his mouth twitched, and there was also a lot of resentment, "Oh, it's about that person?"

Shi Xue nodded, crumpled the wet paper and stuffed it into Bailifei's hands, "Who did you have an appointment with tonight? Bring this to him, I have something to do."

Bailifei shook the piece of paper in distaste, "What's the matter with you, Mr. He is about to marry a wife, and you are still pestering him."

When Shi Xue heard this, his face suddenly lost color, his round cheeks became tense for a moment, his lips were tightly pressed together, his black eyes were fixed on the ground, he felt hot tears crawling in his eyes, It was so itchy that he wanted to rub it. He really sucked his nose and said sullenly, "He won't marry a wife."

He didn't even believe it when he said it himself.

Seeing Shixue's reaction, Bailifei felt deeply regretful, he frowned, never would have thought that Shixue had sunk so deep, shed tears pitifully here for a frail scholar who couldn't carry his shoulders or hands, he was anxious Said: "All right, all right, he doesn't marry a wife, if he dares to marry a wife, I'll take someone else's head and give it to you on his big wedding day, okay?"

Shi Xue wiped away her tears and glared at him, "You try!"

"Just take care of yourself, quickly find me a second sister-in-law!" Shi Xue touched the sticky skin on her neck, and hurried into the back room.

Bailifei turned his head to look at Shixue's back, raised his eyebrows, and said, "You even urged me to come."

He turned around and went to the front and pulled down the door panel. The old man on the side said anxiously: "Have you run out of free medicine today? Why is it closed at this hour?"

Bailifei waved his hand, "You come an hour earlier, and you don't even look at the sun, what time is it, please hurry up if you want free medicine!"

The people gathered at the gate dispersed in a rush, and the old man glared at Bailifei and also got into the crowd.

The tea house was very lively at night, today I invited the head of the Fengyue Pavilion to sing, early in the morning, the hall was full of people, and the door was blocked, but the private seats upstairs were much cleaner, the head of the Fengyue Pavilion was still there. Before he came, there was a lot of noise underneath. The man sat by the railing, his face expressionless, and he filled his hand with tea.

Bailifei came late, he sat down opposite the man with his skirt on his buttocks, "Your Highness came early today, is Your Highness looking forward to listening to Mr. Lan Ming's music so much?"

Lu Jinyin filled it up for him

Tea, "The person who can be invited by Shopkeeper Baili must be a powerful person. Gu is looking forward to it."

Bailifei thought to himself, men are indeed virtuous.

He took out the ball of paper in his arms and placed it on the table, and gently pushed it in Lu Jinyin's direction, "Shi Xue asked me to give it to His Highness on his behalf."

Lu Jinyin put it in his sleeve without looking at it, and said in a low voice, "Where is the shopkeeper Baili, do you have anything to say?"

At this moment, there was a burst of cheers from below. It turned out that Mr. Lanming had already appeared on the stage. Baili Fei's eyes fell lightly on the blue figure below, "Your Highness, don't you want to listen to the song?"

The people below raised their heads and glanced upstairs, but Bailifei folded his body and dodged in. The people below saw nothing. He lowered his eyes and said to the boy who was playing the piano, "Let's begin."

The person below sang a poem handed down from the previous dynasty. The author is unknown. It is said that it was written by an emperor of the previous dynasty, and some were written by concubines in the palace. In short, it was handed down from the royal family. Lu Jinyin heard it After a while, he raised his eyes and looked at Bailifei, "Master Baili, the one who sings..."

Bailifei laughed and touched his lips, "Your Highness, tell me first, if you guess correctly, I will tell you about Yueming's childhood."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Jinyin became serious. He pressed his hands on the railing, and his eyes were glued to Mr. Lan Ming for a long time. After a long while, he made a guess that he was not sure about, "Is this person a remnant of the previous dynasty?"

Bailifei was silent for a moment, and at the end of the song, everyone applauded together with Bailifei, and Bailifei raised his eyebrows, "This is still the story of the civet cat changing the prince."

Lu Jinyin's face changed slightly, "What can prove this?"

Bailifei took out a jade wrench from his bosom and put it on the table, "His mother gave it to him before she passed away, and there is another one. He is seventy percent like the portrait of Emperor Yuan'an of the previous dynasty, enough to Convince those remnants."

Lu Jinyin picked up the wrench, the light reflected through the wrench with a clear luster, and he could see the engraving on the inner side carefully, he touched it around, "It's true, where did you get it from?"

Bailifei chuckled, "Your Highness can't hide anything, I got this from an antique dealer, but maybe he is really the blood of the previous royal family, after all, he does have some resemblance to Emperor Yuan'an. "

Bailifei lowered his voice and said, "It's enough to fool those idiots."

"Even if they don't believe it, it can make them suspicious of each other."

Lu Jinyin looked at the people below, who were sitting in the middle of the stage, holding the guqin in their hands and didn't realize it, but there was a trace of sadness around them, Lu Jinyin said in a low voice: "Are you willing to take advantage of such a person? "

Bailifei smiled, "Why don't you want to part with it? It has nothing to do with me."