The first paparazzi in the Red Chamber

"Those widows said that when they realized that they were separated from men and didn't care about being with men, they just felt relaxed physically and mentally, and felt the joy of being girls in the boudoir. They took care of each other and snuggled up, and everyone was smiling. Very happy...they all seem to feel relieved, and feel that they are omnipotent." Gui San then narrated.

When Gui San described it, he had a forbearance on his face, as if he was trying to control his reason as much as possible, and he didn't use his emotions to express this matter.

Jia Amnesty saw the ghost three times, so he smiled and asked him to talk about his views.

Ghost San looked at Jia She, blushing, but in the end he didn't say a lot of words that he was brewing, thousands of words converged into a very angry roar: "It's all absurd!"

Jia Amnesty asked Gui Sanke to find out how the development of the White Lotus Sect was.

"It was established two years ago, but there were not so many people. Because it is easy to join, those who want to join only need to bring their hair to clean up at home, so it has gradually developed and grown. There are two or three hundred in the Chang family mansion alone. , These are only the 'White Lotus disciples' who have passed the examination, and there are also some who have joined the religion and practiced at home, and the number may be several times or even dozens of times."

"Well," Jia She promised, "then there will definitely be a roster."

Gui San agreed, and sighed, "I can't figure it out, how can there be so many stupid women who are stupid and join such a strange sect, are they all crazy?"

"Some things exist for a reason. No matter whether this matter is good or bad, it will reflect some problems. There must be a reason why the White Lotus Sect has successfully recruited many believers in a short period of time. If you really want to delve deeper into this The reason is a big problem, and I won’t be able to explain it for a while.” Jia She smiled helplessly, how can such an issue involving the social status of women for thousands of years be discussed in just one or two sentences? .

But Gui San became more and more confused the more he listened, and the more he listened, the more puzzled he became.He wondered and thought about it in his heart, but he still couldn't figure out why these widowed women didn't live their lives at home, went out to believe in the White Lotus Bodhisattva, and insisted on using some man to wash away their sins. This is clearly committing great death !

Gui San blushed again because of the surging blood.Seeing that his master had made such a deal, he was very impressed, and asked him about the next arrangement.

"Since all the Taoist nuns left in Meihua An have gone to Yuzhou, we should keep a close eye on them. In recent days, if someone goes to inform them, they plan to move all of them from the Chang family mansion, and you should stay dormant and follow closely. You go back this time Bring more people, if you don't have enough, they will cheat and attack you." Jia Amnesty ordered.

Gui San was stunned for a moment, then looked at Jia She in puzzlement: "Master, you mean they will soon know that the little ones are following them?"

"I'm to blame for this. Some news leaked from me. I can't find out who it is. I can only trouble you to be careful. Besides, I suspect that there is an inner ghost. Don't spread it. The fewer people who know, the better." Alright." Jia Amnesty then instructed.

Ghost San immediately realized the seriousness of this matter, and quickly agreed, asking Jia Amnesty to rest assured that he will be cautious and ask people to keep an eye on these White Lotus Sect members day and night.

"The incident with Zhang Youyun last time is a lesson. You must consider any possibility of them escaping and be fully prepared." After Jia Amnesty finished speaking, he sent someone to fetch another package for Ghost Three.

"It's a yellow, and every time you mix a little grass with horses, their poop turns golden."

Gui San immediately understood the wonderful use of this thing, using this thing can keep a back hand, if these people are really cunning and temporarily lost by them, they only need to use the horse manure to find their traces again.

After Gui San agreed, he stuffed the medicine bag into his bosom, and immediately said goodbye to Jia She.

Ghost San came out of the study alone, turned around and closed the door softly, then landed conveniently and headed out of the mansion.

Dongsun called Gui San from behind.

Ghost San turned around, and saw Dongsun running over with a bag of things.

"Master knows that you have had a hard time on the road, so let me pack some snacks for you. There is only one piece of this thing, and it is delicious. Don't let others know, or they will all come to me for it, but there is no more." Dongzhu said with a smile.

Gui San agreed, thanked Dong Sun hurriedly, and then turned around and left.

Dong Sun hurriedly said: "Go back in such a hurry, don't drink some tea, and stand still?"

"No, it's urgent." After Guisan finished answering, he bowed his hands politely to Dongsun again, then turned around and left neatly.

Ghost Three sent someone to gather the remaining secret guards and asked them to meet outside the city and set off.It is inevitable that there will be changes in Yuzhou.He wanted to leave first, and immediately went to the stables, where several of the best fast horses in the imperial court were bred.Gui San picked out the best fast horse, he was born in Lianjiazi, his body is strong and not afraid of bumps, riding this horse can only take half a day at the fastest, and he can rush back to Yuzhou.

Gui San led the horse and planned to leave through the back door, but Zhu Mao hurried over and gave him a few packs of jerky for him to eat on the way.

"Master, can you take care of me today and send you to deliver things?" Gui San asked with a smile.

"My master has been so busy recently that I don't have time to worry about this matter. This is my own initiative, and it is also my duty. You also have these two bank notes. Don't worry about it, brothers. What you do is the most exhausting work." Zhu Mao instructed.

Ghost San smiled and agreed, took the jerky and the money ticket, and immediately returned the bag of dim sum that Dongzhu gave to Zhu Mao, "Dim sum is fragile and inconvenient to carry when riding a horse, you should keep it. "

After finishing speaking, Gui San got on his horse, said goodbye, waved his whip and set off immediately, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Zhu Mao held the paper bag in his hand for a moment, then he opened the paper bag to see, inside was a long snow-white snack, which smelled delicious.

This Gui San just came back, where did he get such delicious snacks?

Zhu Mao was puzzled and wanted to break his head, but he couldn't figure it out, but he smelled the dim sum too sweet, so he didn't think about it anymore, shook his head and smiled, and said half-jokingly to himself: "Baobuqi, this is Gui San in Rongfu. from my little lover."

Zhu Mao picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth to taste it. It tasted really good.

Zhu Mao was a greedy eater, so not long after he walked out of the stables, the small bag of snacks was gone.After eating, Zhumao hiccupped and felt a milky smell coming out of his mouth, and sighed in his heart that there was milk in this snack.

At dinner time, Zhu Mao ate stewed chicken with Heizhu and the others, lying down on the couch with a full stomach and feeling sleepy.

The black pig smiled and asked him if he was going to serve the master today.

"No, Sister Dongsun said that she is fine, and there is also Mrs. Yin to help. Besides, the master doesn't need to wait on anything at night. He has been writing and writing alone in the room, and the waiters can only serve tea. .”

"Stinky boy, you can be a good boy if you get it cheap!" Heizhu naturally felt sorry for Dongzhu, so he patted Zhumao's belly when he came over.

Zhu Mao clutched his belly and let out a groan.

"What are you pretending to do! I just hit you lightly, do you still want to touch porcelain?" the black pig asked with a smile.

Zhu Mao suddenly broke out in cold sweat, and said grimly in pain, "It really hurts my stomach, could it be that the chicken is not clean? No, I have to go to the latrine!"

Zhu Mao immediately rolled off the bed, not even caring about putting on his shoes, so he ran out.

The black pig let out a puzzled "Hey", then rubbed his stomach, tilted his head to feel it carefully, he also ate a lot of stewed chicken, and he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.It is also possible that he is a beggar's stomach and can bear it.

The black pig immediately went to find the other two boys who were eating chicken together, and asked them how they felt. They were all lying on the couch chatting leisurely, without any symptoms of abdominal pain at all.

After a while, the black pig saw that Zhu Mao came back, and told him that everyone was fine, "It doesn't seem like a problem with chicken, what else did you eat today?"

Zhu Mao didn't have time to think, he clutched his stomach and waved to the black pig, put on his shoes in a hurry, and ran out again with his waist down.

The next day, Jia Amnesty learned that the pig hair had diarrhea the night before, and his legs were still so weak that he couldn't get off the ground, so he sent someone to ask a doctor to show him, and told him to rest at home instead of leaving with the car.

After Zhu Mao drank the medicine brought by Mrs. Yin, she collapsed on the couch like an eggplant beaten by Shuang, lifeless.

"It's nothing serious. Get a good night's sleep and drink porridge for two more days, and you'll probably be back to normal." Granny Yin instructed.

Zhu Mao nodded in agreement, and then resigned to his fate, the cat rested under the blanket.

After returning from Zhumao's place, Mrs. Yin saw that Dongsun was not in Rongxi Hall, so she asked Qiutong where Dongsun had gone.

The servant girl said: "I saw Suyun talking to Grandma Zhu just now, but I didn't pay attention afterwards."

"Grandma Zhu?" Mrs. Yin sighed strangely, not knowing where Li Wan could find winter bamboo shoots.If something happened in the mansion to send news to Dongsun, it shouldn't be her.No one in the Manfu knows that Grandma Zhu is a quiet and responsible person who doesn't mess with anything.

But there are exceptions to everything, so Mrs. Yin didn't think too much about it, and turned to do her own business.

Li Wan was entertaining the winter bamboo shoots with good tea, thanking her for the panna cotta she gave him yesterday. "It's really delicious, it doesn't smell bad, and it smells like flowers. Later, I found out that it was mixed with jasmine petals. How is this stuff made, do you know? If you know, tell me, Laner loves it very much." Eat, but occasionally you can get some goat milk to make for him in the future."

"I really don't know how to do it. It was also given to our master by an outsider, but the master didn't appreciate it and threw it away. I tasted a piece and thought it was good, so I thought that Brother Lang would like it, so I secretly picked it up last night. Bring it over and ask. Grandma, don’t dislike me for bringing over what the master doesn’t want.”

"How can it be, what kind of person is he. Besides, when the nobles interact, it is inevitable that some people will dislike each other, so they will use things hard. There is nothing wrong with this good thing, so why bother wasting it for nothing?"

In fact, Li Wan originally cared about Dongsun and brought her unwanted things, but later seeing that Jia Lan liked it, she didn't pick anything.Now she was counting on her only son to be successful, as long as he was sensible and studied hard, Li Wan vowed not to let him suffer in other places.

Dong Sun smiled and said yes, took a sip of tea, looked around the room, and found that one of the window papers was torn, and hurriedly said that he would tell Second Grandma Lian in a while, and change it for her in time.

Li Wan shook his head: "Each house has its own rules, why is my place special? Forget it, it's not a big deal. It's not cold right now, so a small hole won't hinder anything. Wait until later Yes, the mansion will naturally add window paper."

Dong Sun had no choice but to agree, lamenting that it was not easy for Li Wan, and said that this woman was married, so she would be angry with her in-laws. It was really not easy for her parents-in-law to take care of her, and her sister-in-law to squeeze her out.

"It's fine for you to say these things, but don't be a widow, or there will be more people who look down on you. If you meet unreasonable in-laws and think that you are married to Kefu, life will be even more difficult. Besides, there are a few servants in the mansion who are kind-hearted like you, they are all bullying and fearing the hard, and only flatter the capable masters, while those who are incompetent like me, just ask for more, they all think you are too much I'll show you my face." Li Wan sighed.

Dong Sun blushed, wiped her tears with a handkerchief and said, "Stop talking, it makes me feel sad."

"You girl, where are you now? How can you get sentimental so easily at such a young age?" Li Wan sighed with a smile, but in her heart she was grateful to Dong Sun for shedding these two tears, which showed that she was a kind-hearted child.

"It's just that after seeing this girl married to a man, and seeing how miserable she has been, I feel more chilled and see through all of this." When Dong Sun said this, she became a little angrily, and turned to talk to Li Wan about all the conflicts in the world. The injustice of women, "I have sat down and thought about it for a long time. I will never marry in this life, and I will not rely on men! Why bother to take such a big risk, what are the three obediences and four virtues, the seven crimes, and Lao Shizi dedicated his body to a man's family Tired and exhausted, in the end I will be picked on, and I will end up in a sad and uncaring end."

"But not everyone ends up like this. Look at our old lady, she is a blessed person." Li Wan said.

Dong Sun sneered: "I've been looking for it all week, how many of them can there be? Besides, what is the identity of the old lady? The marquis's daughter is of noble birth. How can I, a lowly person, daydream and try to compare with her? Besides, It is true that one day, there is a very small possibility. I survived until my son is a bit promising and can honor me. What kind of man am I at that time? I am so old that I can’t get out of bed. It's just the right time, but they are all suffering, and it's no use in the end!"

After hearing this, Li Wan's eyes darkened, and he gradually began to reflect.Originally, her biggest goal in this life was to achieve the same result as Jia's mother.I only hope that my son will be successful in the future and give her the highest glory.Listening to Dong Sun's words now, I feel that what she said is reasonable. The best result is that Jia Lan will become an official if she suffers like this. up.What has she done in this life?Widow?Widow?Sneaky?Survive in the cracks?

"As women, we deserve to suffer like this!"

When Dongsun mentioned the emotional part, she refused to admit defeat and began to cry.Then she and Li Wanzai carefully talked about the results of her little sisters who grew up together, and now they get married.Some gave birth to a difficult child and died, some were beaten by their husbands and swallowed, and there was one who was so angry with her mother-in-law and sister-in-law that she wanted to kill herself. It was really lucky to marry a husband who knew how to love someone, but her husband died early. She left no heirs, and robbed all the family property, leaving no money for her to live on. In the end, she could only work as a handyman for some big families, and earn money by doing laundry for herself.

"It's really pitiful." Hearing this, Li Wan also shed tears, lamenting that it's not easy for them to be women.

"My unlucky sister is surnamed Zhang, and now something good has happened to her, and she is living a good life now." Thinking of Aunt Zhang, Dong Sun burst into a smile, and was really happy for her.

Li Wan frowned, and hurriedly asked Dongsun what adventure she had.

Dong Sun then told Li Wan how Aunt Zhang met Taoist Bailian and how she was rescued by transcendence.

"Now she is united with many sisters with the same fate, helping each other, and living a happy and happy life, just like returning to the time when she was a girl. Sometimes I envy her, but every day I do what I want to do, and then You don’t need to act according to anyone’s face.” When Dong Sun said this, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were full of hope and happiness.

Seeing her like this, Li Wan covered her mouth with a handkerchief and said with a smile: "Look, you are looking forward to this day. You are still a girl's family, and you are better than me if you don't drag your family with you. If you really want to leave , go to a good life and ask for your master's grace, it will definitely work."

"The old man is kind-hearted, so he will agree. That's why I thought about staying a little longer, and finally serving him for a few days." After Dongsun finished speaking, she turned to look at Li Wan nervously, "If Grandma wants to be with those It’s not impossible for sisters to be together. The eldest grandma has a noble status and takes Lang Geer with her. It’s not easy to go out to endure hardships, but even at home, she can also be patronized by the sisters. We all take care of each other, and each other has difficulties When each of us contributes a little bit, it is a great power. For example, if a sister is sick, we each pay a penny, and we all get thousands of pennies together, which is enough for her to see a doctor and take medicine for a period of time. gone."

"This is indeed a good thing." Li Wan sighed.

Dong Sun: "For another example, if someone's family encounters an accident and runs away without a place to live, there will be sisters who are in a suitable situation to take her in and resettle her. And everyone takes care of each other, and no one will look down on anyone."

Li Wan kept nodding, feeling so good.Immediately, she asked Dongsun what kind of practice her sister joined, and she was also interested.

Dong Sun waited for Li Wan's words, and hurriedly asked her, "It's just a white lotus Bodhisattva, chanting a sutra, and telling myself to have kind thoughts in my heart, to help the world and save people, and sisters to help each other. This meeting There is no portrait of the Bodhisattva, so the grandma asked someone to break a white lotus in the pond to worship. All the white lotus in this world are the flower body of the White Lotus Bodhisattva, and the effect is the same. I told my sister later and asked her to help put The name of the grandma is written on the roster in front of the Bodhisattva. As long as the grandma is named in front of the Bodhisattva, the grandma can practice at home seriously. If there is any need for the grandma in the future, just tell the sisters of the White Lotus Sect, It can be solved. Of course, when other people are in trouble, it would be the best if Grandma can make a contribution."

"It's natural, as you said, sisters help each other." Li Wan thanked Dongsun for telling her this, and immediately sent Suyun to pick some white lotus flowers in the pond.

Dongsun stood up and said goodbye, she couldn't stay here for too long.

After returning to Rongxitang, Dongsun sent Qiutong to clean the room with him.

After hearing Dongsun's words, Mrs. Yin came out of the house and asked her where she had been just now.

Dong Sun smiled and said: "Suyun came to me and asked me to teach her how to tie the net. So I went to Grandma Zhu to sit for a while."

Mrs. Yin smiled: "I said, why did she find you so well? It's because of this. You are very handy, and your needlework is the best in our yard. I was arranging the old man's summer clothes last time. See The master has a snow satin dress with scratched threads, but he doesn’t know how to mend it. That dress was given by the palace, and the places where the cloth pieces are connected are embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns, so it’s not easy to fix.”

The winter bamboo shoots were taken by Mrs. Yin to have a look. As a result, after studying the clothes carefully, she went to get the needles and sewed them up. After a while, they were all sewed up, and they were no different from the original ones.

"It's really a good craftsmanship. This snow satin material is the most precious. It's a pity to throw it away after wearing it once." Indian lady folded the clothes and said with a cheerful smile.

Dongsun asked again what they would have for lunch, and was happy to learn that the kitchen had cooked chicken for them, so she suggested two glasses of wine to Mrs. Yin.She still has unfinished green plum wine given by the second girl last time.

"Then it's better to fry another plate of peanuts." Indian lady laughed.

"Okay! Later, I'll go to the kitchen to make it myself." After saying that, Dong Sun went to the house to change into half-worn clothes, and then smiled and took Qiu Tong to the kitchen.

Mrs. Zhao, who was cooking in the kitchen, sighed when she heard the demand for winter bamboo shoots, "Young lady just wants a plate of peanuts, and I will do it for you. Don't bother you to do it yourself. Don't say that you are in front of the old man." The most important servant girl, even the one who wiped the ashes in the Third Girl's Courtyard begged me to do it, and I would do it."

"But it doesn't have to be like this. You can rest after doing the work you should do. Why bother because I give you more work! You can just lend me the stove." Dongzhu smiled kindly and dismissed Aunt Zhao doesn't have to be so polite to herself, we are all women, so why make things difficult for each other.

Aunt Zhao was sincere when she saw Dongsun, she smiled and sighed that Dongsun is a good person, it is rare that someone knows how to understand them, but they don't know how to deal with themselves.

"What to do, don't worry about me." After Dongsun said, he scooped up peanuts by himself.

At noon, Dongsun, Mrs. Yin and the others were full after eating together, and Mrs. Yin took Qiutong to take a nap together.Dongsun sprinkled some water on the ground to cool down, and when they both fell asleep, they turned around and went out to Aunt Zhao's place, carrying a bag of snacks for Jia Huan.

Aunt Zhao brought a piece of winter bamboo shoots, so she welcomed them naturally, and lamented that the winter bamboo shoots she gave her yesterday were good, but there was a plate of goat milk cold cake that she didn't want to eat.Aunt Zhao sighed that it was a pity for Dongsun's kindness.

Dongsun was stunned for a moment, she didn't know that the thing would break overnight, so she hurriedly asked Aunt Zhao how she was doing.Aunt Zhao smiled and shook her head, "It doesn't matter what my low body is. Besides, I don't eat it if I know it's broken. It didn't delay my health. I want to thank you for thinking about us."

"Send it secretly, don't tell it, or I will die." Dong Sun sighed.

Aunt Zhao promised to let Dongsun rest assured that she would swear on her life that she would never say anything.

Dongsun immediately took out a paper-folded white lotus from his sleeve, and handed it to Aunt Zhao, "I asked for it for you, and Auntie has to cherish it, but whether you can pass the test of the Lotus Bodhisattva depends on you." Let's see how sincere you are."

Aunt Zhao took the lotus flower with a smile and hurriedly said that she was absolutely sincere.Dongsun told her another formula, and Aunt Zhao followed it.

Winter bamboo shoots say goodbye here.Aunt Zhao stayed for a while, then sent her away in person.

Jia Huan woke up after taking a nap and saw another pack of snacks on the table, and asked if the winter bamboo shoots had come.

Aunt Zhao smiled: "Apart from her being kind to our mothers, who else! Open it and see what it is, eat it so you can go to class."

Jia Huan agreed, grabbed it with both hands, and walked out while eating.

Aunt Zhao laughed and scolded him for being out of shape, but she didn't say anything harshly. After seeing off Jia Huan, she sat in front of the bronze mirror and looked at her pretty face.

Aunt Zhao touched her face in self-pity, and couldn't help but sigh that her face is easy to age.Aunt Zhao turned her head and saw the white lotus on the table, she sneered, rubbed it into a ball of waste paper and threw it on the ground.

What man is unreliable, who does she rely on if she doesn't rely on a man?But this White Lotus Bodhisattva had a word that woke her up, that she wanted to use men to achieve her own goals.If she didn't make good use of her when she was young and beautiful to find a way out for herself, she would be so useless in her life that she would die.

Aunt Zhao picked up the rouge on the table, applied it on her lips, and looked at the beauty in the mirror, she was a bit more beautiful, she smiled softly, and she was the most beautiful flower in the second room, who was Mrs. Wang at that age? Old people are comparable.

The servant girl, Little Magpie, saw the paper white lotus that was broken on the ground, and asked Aunt Zhao what happened. When Miss Dongsun asked her to believe in the Lotus Bodhisattva, she happily agreed.

"What should I say? Could it be that rejecting her made her lose face, and I can't get any good food here? Are you stupid!" Aunt Zhao snorted.

The little magpie hung its head and said nothing.

Not long after, she took advantage of the time when Aunt Zhao was sleeping late, and ran to tell Dongsun.

Dong Sun was very angry, "It's hard for them to tell me that those women who are still living on men can't be found, they are willing to be sinners, and they can't be persuaded to come back. I still don't believe it. I saw Aunt Zhao the other day because of her brother. It's pitiful, no one cares about it, so I paid a tael of silver and went in to give it to her. But she is so deceitful, it's really disappointing."

Dongsun snorted coldly, and sent the little magpie to go back quickly, because she would never talk to Aunt Zhao in the future anyway.

At Yushitai, Jia She wrote down on paper the methods of storing grain and preventing rats collected by his subordinates, and then drafted the content of the fifth issue of "Great Zhou Chaowen".

Qin Zhonglu joined in the fun and saw that the content was good, so he took out a small notebook from his sleeve and took notes with a pencil.

"What are you doing?" Jia She asked with a smile.

Qin Zhonglu smiled and held up a small notebook, "You don't mind if I learned from you, sir?"

"I'm not talking about your notebook, but what are you doing memorizing it?"

"Who doesn't have two or two fields? I'm doing it for myself." Qin Zhonglu took notes quickly, and finished writing in a short while. Then he tilted his head to look at the pencil in his hand, and praised, " This thing has learned how to hold it, and it is really convenient and easy to use when writing. It is indeed a good thing that you have researched, sir, it is very wonderful!"

Jia She smiled lightly.

Qin Zhonglu turned around and asked Jia Amnesty, "You've made a lot of money just by selling this?"

"One penny, one penny, just the capital, how much can you earn? There are hundreds of taels of silver a year, so don't be envious." Jia She sighed.

Qin Zhonglu hurriedly said: "A few hundred taels of silver is a lot! The adults have a rich family property, so naturally they look down on them. For officials like us with shallow backgrounds, if we have this spare money, we can live a peaceful and beautiful life. "

"I see that you've been lamenting about money recently, but you need money urgently. If you need it, I'm here—"

"No, no, how can I borrow money from adults. The little girl is getting married, and I want to buy more home decorations for her, so as to save her from being angry and looked down upon by her husband's house in the future." Qin Zhonglu sighed.

Jia Amnesty: "Your official position is not considered low. Is your daughter married?"

Qin Zhonglu was stunned for a moment, then nodded and agreed, "He is the eldest son of the Yong'anbo family."

"What kind of person am I? Just don't underestimate yourself. If your girl really thinks that her family is not as good as others, she will just swallow her anger when she gets married," Jia She said.

Qin Zhonglu sneered: "My lord's status is naturally not afraid of anyone, I can't do it, but if my lord can show up at my son-in-law's wedding banquet with Master Song, then the little girl will really look good and make a good start at her in-law's house." gone."

"Where is your usual courage?" Jia She sighed with a smile, saying that even if Qin Zhonglu didn't say anything, he would give him face.When I asked him the date of the girl's wedding, he agreed.

"Sir Song, do you need to speak again?" Qin Zhonglu asked with a smile.

Jia Amnesty thought for a while, then waved his hand and told him not to use it.

After Jia Amnesty finished writing the "Great Zhou Chaowen", he rolled it into a volume and took it to the Hall of Martial Ying to ask Song Xi for help.He has read a lot of books and knows a lot. If he is not sure, there will be any important additions.

When Jia Amnesty arrived at the Hall of Martial Arts, he wanted someone to announce, and he waited outside.Jia She hadn't seen anyone come out for a long time, so Jia Amnesty felt a little puzzled, went directly to push the door, and peeped in quietly, when he heard a man's magnetic voice in the hall, the sound was like ice falling to the ground, in this scorching heat On a summer afternoon, pouring it into the ears is very comforting.

"You are already walking freely in front of the imperial court, why don't you dare to enter my Hall of Martial Arts?"

Jia She then graciously pushed them away, and saw the petty official waiting at the door tremblingly. When he saw Jia She entered, he hurried out and closed the door behind him.

Seeing that the little official looked unfamiliar, Jia Amnesty asked Song Xi where the clever one was.

Song Xi raised her eyes and stared at Jia She.

"It's okay, you care."

Jia She raised his eyebrows, and looked at the layout of the Hall of Martial Arts with his hands behind his back, "I don't see much in this room, why does it have a sour smell?"

Song Xi sneered and said, "I'm not used to hearing it, why don't you go."

"I'll leave if you're willing." Jia Amnesty said so, and immediately leaned against Song Xi's desk, threw the things in his hand on the table, and motioned Song Xi to take a look.

Song Xi still looked at Jia She, without looking away.

Jia Amnesty became dishonest and flipped through the memorials on the table.

"Do you know that your current actions can be punished with death." Song Xi's tone became more bleak.

"Desperately search for it, what is the reason that made you fall into trouble again." Jia Amnesty quickly flipped through it two or three times, and sure enough, he found a severely folded paper from under a pile of old memorials.

Song Xi immediately grabbed Jia She's wrist.

Jia Amnesty looked at Song Xi.

Song Xi let go.

Jia Amnesty unfolded the letter paper and saw that there were a few concise words written on it. It seemed that Song Xi's subordinates should have sent a secret letter to Song Xi after they learned the news.

As for the contents of the letter, Jia Amnesty immediately changed his face after reading it.I thought about it carefully, but couldn't figure it out, so I turned to Song Xi and asked, "Do I have any?"

"Yes, but it's very small and not too obvious. You need to look closely to see it clearly." Song Xi said.

"So you believed it, because you questioned me?"

"No, I know who you are." Song Xi said coldly.

"Then who are you showing this ugly face to?" Jia She laughed, hooked Song Xi's beautiful chin with his slender fingers, and then teased him in a very frivolous tone, "Come on, beauty, give me a smile one."

"Whose beauty are you talking about?" Song Xi immediately grabbed Jia She's wrist, stood up, and threatened Jia She, "The other day you said you were busy at night, but turned around and went to see Heng Jun again."

Jia She saw that Song Xi was very close, his face was too cold, so he hugged him and kissed him.Song Xi's complexion really loosened a lot, and Jia Amnesty kissed again, and he could sit up straight again without being forced to lean by Song Xi.

Only then did Song Xi's face return to its normal look, but he was still expressionless, smiling.

"So this note was given to you by someone monitoring Hengjun?" Jia She asked.

Song Xi: "Hengmeng."

"Heng Meng?" Jia She asked.

Song Xi nodded.

"Did Hengmeng say that I have three cute little moles on my butt?" Jia Amnesty asked amusedly.

Song Xi: "Be gentle."

"Why am I being rude, which sentence is dirty?"

Song Xi pinched Jia She's chin, with countless desires in his eyes.

Jia Amnesty smiled comprehensibly, "Understood, it's your own head that's dirty!"

But Hengmeng's words gave Jia Amnesty a headache.I thought Heng Jun might be pretending to be stupid, but now Heng Meng doesn't look like a pure and arrogant person.

Song Xi still pinched Jia She not to relax.

Jia Amnesty knocked his hand off.

"There are spies around you."

"So you should have told me this letter earlier! You are still angry with me, and you have delayed me a lot." Jia She turned and glared back at Song Xi.

Song Xidao: "Taste is the first, and the second is more important to me."

"Tell me about your second."

"Obviously seeing that I was annoyed, you didn't come to ask Hou a question." This is what Song Xi really cares about.

"You were like a tiger that wanted to eat people that day. You turned your head and left without saying a word, who would dare to provoke you. I am also a human being, so I know you are angry, so why did you run into the tiger's mouth? Besides, it’s not me who really did something to make you angry.” Jia She shrugged, expressing his innocence.

Song Xi was stunned for a moment, and frowned, thinking whether he had done too much, or was he really dizzy from the smell of vinegar?

Jia Amnesty tapped Song Xi's forehead hard with his finger, "Are you stupid, next time you want to ask for attention, I will satisfy you in another way."

With a stern face, Song Xi stuffed the tea on the table to Jia She, telling Jia She to shut up and drink tea.

"It's not me who is dizzy with thirst."

Jia She sent the tea back, implying that Song Xi was too hungry and thirsty, so he lost his mind.

Song Xi's face became hot, and he pulled away the teacup Jia She sent, grabbed Jia She's shoulder, and sucked his lips hard.

"It's more than dizzy."

The next moment, there was the sound of clothes being torn apart in the Hall of Martial Heroes.