unscrupulous male concubine

"Why should I go to suffer with you?" Ruirui complained to Chunjing along the way, she said with her fingers, "Those people who died were too unskilled, either at the end of their lives, or other fights and duels! Its biggest effect is to hypnotize me! You asked me to check the proportion of their elderly population. I have already checked it. It is conservatively estimated that it is about [-]%. Well, my task is completed. I am going back to see the little thief. To find you, I didn't even bring it out!"

After Ruirui finished speaking, she planned to part ways with Chunjing, and turned left at the fork in the road.

"This is Chuyang's information. It says pawns, but the cause of death is unknown." Chunjing snapped her fingers, pinching a page of files with her fingertips, and successfully attracted Ruirui's attention, pulling her back.

Ruirui snatched the file, widened her eyes, and looked at him in disbelief, "How did you steal it? Isn't it forbidden to take it out? I see that the door is blessed with spells!" Ruirui glanced down. , "Really! How did you bring it out?"

"It's not me, Feng Ming brought it out."

Ruirui raised her eyebrows and looked at him puzzled, "Since you have already found it! Then why come tomorrow?"

"I need to check something else." Chun Jing took out the file from her hand and stuffed it into her sleeve.

"Unless it has something to do with medicine or disease, don't talk about it."

"The population flow of the royal city after the war between the wolf clan and the fox clan."

When Ruirui heard this, she turned around and left, no matter what Chunjing said, she didn't look back, she disappeared at the end of the alley in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the figure that disappeared at the end, Chun Jing breathed a long sigh of relief, took out the file from her cuff, the handwriting on the file exposed to the air slowly oxidized, and new words appeared again, red words, write Chuyang's age, zero years old.

Does this expression refer to stillbirth?But what is strange is that such a person, the records on the file are detailed, and he clearly remembers his daily actions, when he gets up, when he goes to bed... Before the age of 20, it is all these introductions, Until he met Mo Weizhe when he was 21 years old, and then he was declared dead again two years later, his life ended here, and there was nothing else.

Suddenly there was the sound of cautious footsteps next to her ears, Chun Jing frowned, put away the file, and turned her head to look over, her eyes were never colder than before.

Xiaodeng shook suddenly, poked his head out from the corner, and waved to Chunjing.

"Master Jingchun! It's me!"

"You?" Chun Jing frowned.

"Yes," Xiaodeng nodded with his neck curled up, "Master Ninth has been waiting for you."

Chun Jing frowned tightly, and said, "What are you waiting for me?" He turned into the alley and planned to leave.

Xiaodeng followed Chunjing closely, he had to let Chunjing go to see Jiudieyun, no one would go back to eat simple food after tasting the delicacy of abalone and seafood.Besides, because he was sent to add lamp oil again, those former partners laughed at him and excluded him very much, calling him an opportunist.

But people want to climb up, obviously they don't know how to seize the opportunity!

He can no longer be with those people now, those people who have no ambition, he disdains to be with them.But he forgot that the higher he climbed, the harder he fell. He tried his best to disregard his relationship with them, but because of low self-esteem, he didn't want to admit that he was originally one of them.

Xiaodeng said, "Master, you forgot, our ninth son has an appointment with you."

"I don't remember, when did it happen?" Chunjing walked through the alley and onto Suzaku Avenue.

Xiaodeng followed closely, "It was just a month ago, when you went to Yunliang Pavilion for the last time, Master Ninth asked me to send you a note, saying that we met at the second watch."

"Oh!" Chunjing stopped suddenly, turned to look at him, and nodded suddenly, "That's what happened."

After finishing speaking, he continued to walk forward and said, "It's been so long, he must have forgotten it long ago."

"My lord, please go!" Xiao Deng boldly grabbed his sleeve suddenly, looked up at him pitifully, and begged.

Chun Jing stopped and stared at him coldly, the little lamp shook suddenly, retracted her hand, and buried her head low.

Chunjing took a deep breath to make his eyes no longer so cold, he said, "Why do you have to go? Jiudieyun didn't ask you to come today, did you?"

Xiaodeng shrank his neck and nodded, "Although Master Jiu didn't ask me to come, Master Jiu has indeed been waiting for you. In the past month, he has not seen a single person, so he locked himself in the library."

"Then he must starve to death?" Chunjing sneered, "Yunliang Pavilion is for business, so why not ignore him for a foot of snow?"

Xiao Deng said, "The eldest son has always had nothing to do with the ninth son."

"What are you doing in Yunliang Pavilion now?" Chunjing touched his nose, looked him up and down, and asked with a frown.

"Add lamp oil." Xiao Deng buried his head even lower, he swallowed a mouthful of spit, and said in a low voice.

"Is it because I go, you don't need to add lamp oil?"

Xiaodeng suddenly raised his head, looking at Chunjing expectantly.

"What can I do, I never like to do charity." Chunjing frowned slightly and sighed, looked at the dim light in Xiaodeng's eyes, and smiled again, "It's getting dark, you should go After work, if you don’t go back, you will be punished!”

The light in Xiaodeng's eyes completely dimmed, he lowered his head and bowed to Chunjing, then turned and walked in the direction of Yunliang Pavilion.

Chunjing didn't look at him, and walked along Zhuque Street, stopping at Qinle's Jiawei noodle restaurant.

He stood at the door for a while, then walked in. The business in the noodle shop was not very good. There were only a few people in the hall. It seemed that the freshness had passed. Did she have anything new? She couldn’t bring forth the new , will naturally be eliminated.

"Here's a bowl of noodles." Chun Jing sat down by the window, the flowers in the vase on the windowsill were a little dry and sickly.He frowned, and as soon as he raised his hand, the flowers returned to their pretty appearance, and a faint fragrance wafted out.

After a while, the diners who entered the door before him had already paid and left, leaving only Chunjing in the hall.

Qin Le came out with her face in her hand, she lowered her head and put down the bowl, said something slow to use, turned around and left.

Chun Jing reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"My lord, please respect yourself!" Qin Le shook off her hand, frowned and turned to stare at him.

Her hand was raised in the air, held by Chun Jing, her eyebrows slowly stretched, her eyes widened, "It's you!"

"Miss, I still remember." Chun Jing let go of her hand and smiled lightly, he had already changed back to Jing Chun's face.

"I don't dare to be a lady, just wait, I'll prepare two more side dishes for you!" Qin Le smiled and wiped her hands on the apron, then turned around and walked to the back kitchen.

Qin Le's craftsmanship is good, and her movements are fast. She even took out a jug of wine from under the counter.

"Hmm! Good wine." Chunjing opened the wine seal and smelled it. It was indeed good wine with a strong aroma. He looked up at Qin Le standing with his hands down, and said with a smile, "Miss, are you so generous to Bai diners?" ? Sit down and eat together."

Qin Le nodded lightly, bent over and sat down on the side, "I'll pour you wine."

"I won't drink the wine. I still have an appointment tonight." Chun Jing put her hand on the cup, explained to her, and then said, "Miss Qin Le has something on her mind? I don't think the business in the store is very good."

Qin Le froze for a moment, looked at the empty hall, and nodded.

But Chunjing stopped making a sound, and ate her noodles in suspense.

Qin Le stared at Chun Jing for a while, then sighed softly.

"You don't have to worry." Chunjing wiped her lips and pushed the empty bowl aside, "Since I ate your noodles, I will definitely help you in return!"

Qin Le looked at him in disbelief, and said pleasantly, "Can you cook, too?"

"No." Chun Jing shrugged her shoulders and shook her head, "But I can eat!"

He stuck out his tongue to show Qin Le, "It has tasted the best delicacy in the world, I can lend it to you."

Even though Qin Le had seen too many strange guests, she couldn't help curling her lips.

Chun Jing smiled, and took out a volume of scrawled books from her arms,

"With your current ability, you can't afford those precious ingredients, and it's not suitable for making those fancy things. Since the taste is home, there must be something special. These are ordinary recipes. Although they are ordinary, the taste is not as good as immortal Weiju is poor. You study it carefully, and serve it as a delivery dish first, and when you get approval, it can be used as a formal dish."

Qin Le turned a few pages, raised her head and looked at Chun Jing, "Are these all written down by the young master?"

Chunjing rubbed his nose and coughed, "You can ignore the illegible handwriting." He licked his lips, and then said, "If you don't understand, I'll go back and get someone to copy it for you, and I'll give it to you tomorrow." send over."

"Your kindness, Qin Le..." Qin Le held the recipe in her hand, avoided Chun Jing's hand, stood up, and knelt to salute him.

Chunjing raised her hand, and before Qin Le's knees knelt down, she was pushed up by a force, Chunjing said, "You don't owe me anything, this recipe is considered as repaying you for the past two times."

"Thank you son!" Qin Le said gratefully.

Chun Jing waved her hands and got up to leave.

Qin Le took a step forward and hurriedly called to him, "Master!"

Chunjing stopped, looked back at her, and raised her eyebrows slightly.Warm lights poured down, shallow breaths floated around the two, and ambiguous molecules were scattered in the air.

"Sure enough, I still have to copy it again!" Chun Jing pursed her lips, sighed softly, and stretched out her hand towards Qin Le.

Qin Le shook her head and said, "If you are not busy, young master, I can cook a dish, please try it? There is a dish in this recipe, which my father used to cook for me when I was young."

Chunjing looked at the sky, there was still a lot of time, anyway, he didn't know where he could go wandering out of this door, so he nodded.

Qin Le jumped up excitedly, and hung a closing sign on the door.

The sound of the second watch had already sounded, but it was completely lost in the hustle and bustle of Yunliang Pavilion.After Chunjing came out from Qinle, he walked towards Yunliang Pavilion along Zhuque Street where he could hear his footsteps quietly. When the bell rang, he just stepped into the gate of Yunliang Pavilion.

The little lamp stood in the corner with its oil on its head and bowed its head, where the bright candles couldn't reach.

"Aren't you going to report?" A pair of cloud boots stopped in front of him, and a huge shadow fell from his head.

Xiaodeng's heart thumped, he raised his head and saw Chun Jing's handsome face, his eyes widened suddenly.

Chunjing raised her eyebrows, reached out and patted the back of his head, and said, "What are you waiting for? Go!"

Xiaodeng ran for a while with the lamp oil in his hand, and then he remembered to put it down, so he hid it in a dark corner, and rushed upstairs as fast as he could!Opportunity waits for no one!