"Twenty Wen."

"Fifty Wen, young master..."

"Thirty Wen." Cen Yan stopped and looked at him finally, "Thirty Wen can't be more."

"Oh... young master, are you really a poor man? How can a poor man bargain like you?" The ox cart driver was about to cry.

It cost 130 Wen for two back and forth, and [-] Wen for the meal in between.

100 taels cost 150 wen.

Cen Yan was very satisfied, not bad, he would still bargain like this in the future.

"Master, may I ask your name and name, I will come here to find you next time I need a car." After arriving at the destination, Cen Yan asked in a good mood.

"Silver eggs."

The ox driver flicked his sleeves, glanced at Cen Yan, with a look of "enough".

I lost money, this time I really lost money!

"Good name!"

Cen Yan clapped his hands and praised, "Old man, you will definitely become a person with money in the future!"

"Don't mention the old man's name again! Why is your son so impolite..." Yindan's old face was extremely depressed. This is the name given by his parents, but it cannot be erased.But at his age, it really doesn't sound good!

"I just think that if you look blessed, old man, you will definitely have money." Cen Yan smiled, saving money, he was in a very good mood.

Yindan heard this, perhaps because it came from the mouth of the young master, he was a little annoyed, and really thought about it and said, "Young master, I heard this from my parents when I was young. The Taoist passed by my village , and said that the old man is rich and honored. Alas! Now that the old man is over fifty, he will be buried in the loess immediately. Where did the rich and honor come from. It is really a lie!"

"Jiang Ziya is the prime minister at ninety, old man, you are still several decades behind him!"

"Then let the young master accept the auspicious words!"

The two parted under the starry sky, when Cen Yan arrived at the side door of the palace, the door was half open.There was actually a door reserved for him.

He rejoiced, quickly walked sideways to enter the door, and then ran into his own yard.

The guest house he lives in is relatively remote, and the feng shui treasured Jingui compound in the palace is where the prince, the second son and the eldest son live.

The place where the princess lives is still next to the prince's courtyard.It's a long way from the guest house.

Ever since Cen Yan came here, he has never seen any guests in the palace.

So this guest house is always quiet, even at night.If it hadn't been haunted that day.

Now that the concubine has removed everyone, there really isn't even a ghost here.

Cen Yan opened the door and entered the room, staring at the dark room with starlight.He sat on the ground directly against the door, quietly listening to the sound of his heartbeat, looking up at the stars above his head from time to time.

I don't know how long this kind of day will last. Tomorrow, I have finished the robes, and I am going to visit Concubine Liu to see if the crystal is still fluctuating.

Supporting his crumbling body, Cen Yan put the silver taels he got into his bag.

When he touched the bag, he was stunned. How could there be clothes in the bag?His clothes are still hanging outside!

Has anyone come in?

Dang-dang-dang.

Before he could stop his thoughts, suddenly there was a steady and orderly table sound in this quiet black room, as if someone knocked his face with his fingertips.

Cen Yan became terrified, and he quickly ran towards the sound, only to see the room that was still dark just now, suddenly a candle was lit, illuminating each other's faces.

He saw a tall man sitting upright, wearing a high-quality black robe, embroidered with shiny silver silk thread on the edge of the robe.The man was looking at it deeply with his overly thick eyebrows.

"Xiao Jing?"

Cen Yan breathed a sigh of relief, that's great, it's not a ghost.

Xiao Jing frowned obviously, stood up, put his hands behind his back, with displeasure on his face, "Is this son's name you can call whatever you want?"

Cut, when I asked Lao Tzu to heal a disease, do you dare to push me like this?

Cen Yan made a big grimace in his heart, and when he raised his face again, he had already burst into a smile. He walked forward and saluted fully, "My lord, what's the matter with you coming to see me so late?"

Xiao Jing frowned and looked at the ever-changing young man in front of him, noticed the plaster on the tip of his nose and cheek, looked down, and found that his robe was full of stains, and the position under his left rib was dodging faintly.

At this moment, Fu Ju's appearance is to use the right half of his body to approach him, while the left half of his body is hidden behind.

"You are hurt."

"Eh?"

Cen Yan suddenly opened his eyes wide, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to the left side of his body, but the next moment he stopped knowingly, looked up at Xiao Jing again, "Why are you looking for me?" It's okay, I still want to sleep!

"Something happened."

"what's up."

While Cen Yan was packing his luggage, his clothes were all dry, and there was a smell of sunlight.It may have been brought in with the help of the boys who passed by here.

However, the folds are quite neat. I don't know how to fold this kind of robes, and they are usually thrown into the bag in a ball.

He stuffed the silver he had won into his clothes, and tied the bundle.Turning around, I was about to ask Xiao Jing why he didn't say anything, but at a glance, he saw Xiao Jing standing tall and big behind him, with a deep expression on his face, and his tall body exuded a domineering aura.

With a shake of his hand, Cen Yan hurriedly covered the burden, and dodgedly hid behind the small cupboard in front of him against the wall.

The silver is heavy, and it is hard to guarantee that it will not be stolen, so it is better to be careful.After Xiao Jing left, he had to find another place to hide, to see if there were any mouse holes, and hide all the silver in it, anyway, mice couldn't bite them.

"But Bailiang, you are so cautious, like a miser. Fuju, is this really you?" Xiao Jing stared at the dirty young man in front of him. The Fuju he knew had inexhaustible wealth and enjoyed There are endless romances and endless cute tricks.She is exquisite in all aspects, able to endure humiliation for the fourth prince, and also be able to become a master because of his favor.

But now, this kind of pettiness, like every ordinary person in the world, is really the former noble son's assistant.

"People will always change. My father is dead, so I have to plan for myself and live on!"

Cen Yan bit his lip lightly, and twisted his hands behind him into a ball.The soul and characteristics of the original owner were not successfully copied, and Cen Yan couldn't understand what kind of person the original owner was.

Thankfully, no one here seems to mind his current personality.

It's just why Xiao Jing mentioned the auxiliary residence again and again.If it was a friendship that we met by chance, we would definitely not miss it so much.

"We used to be very close?" Cen Yan asked tentatively.

Xiao Jing's thick brows were deeply frowned, and he looked over with deep cold eyes, and his tall body pressed forward, "We used to? Did we ever have a past, it seems that you have forgotten all about it."

These words made Cen Yan confused, and after Xiao Jing finished speaking, he withdrew his compelling gaze.Cen Yan stood where he was, thinking about it: If Xiao Jing and Fuju were good friends, he must be very angry to see that Fuju forgot everything, but Xiao Jing didn't show this at all.But if the two didn't know each other before, why did Xiao Jing say these things? From the perspective of getting along, Xiao Jing has no mental illness. Could it be that he regards Fuju as someone else?

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