Powerful ministers are husbands

On the second day, Jinxiu came to Pang's house alone under the pretense of going out to buy something for the young lady.Although Pang Miao didn't come over in person, Guanshi Tong felt as if he had seen a savior when he saw her, and he was anxious to drag her to see someone.

Pang Miao's idea was that if Mama wished to come to Cao's house for two consecutive days, it would definitely attract Ru Yi's attention, so it's better to let Jin Xiu go there in person.

"Tell me what you want to say and write, and I'll pass it on to Miss." Jinxiu said plainly.

Guanshi Tong nodded repeatedly, "The residence I arranged for them is four streets away from here, let's go there now."

A trace of nervousness flashed across Jinxiu's face. She had lived in the Pang family since she was a child. Except for the young master, she had never been with a strange man, let alone the old enemy of the Cao family.

"Miss Jinxiu, don't be afraid, I'm here." Guanshi Tong comforted her, urging her to leave quickly.

In an uneasy mood, Jinxiu followed Guanshi Tong to a simple courtyard where Lao Ding and Dao Scarface were temporarily staying.This small courtyard is in a deep alley, the bluestone road is straight and long, the road is clean and there is not even a single weed, and the neighbors on the left and right have closed their gates, and there is no human voice to be heard along the way, it is eerily quiet.

Guanshi Tong knocked on the door panel five times in a row, Jinxiu saw a pair of eyes flashing through the crack of the door, she was so frightened that she almost cried out.

"Squeak", the door opened, and it was Lao Ding.

After Guanshi Tong walked into the courtyard, his scarred face came forward, frowning tightly, and muttered unwillingly: "Why is this a maid here? Is there really no way for your Miss Pang to come out and see you?!"

"Madam Cao is not allowed, and my young lady can't do anything about it." Jinxiu said confidently, trying to embolden herself.

"Hmph." Scar turned his head with a disdainful face.

Lao Ding tugged at his sleeves, and tried to persuade him: "After all, the matter can still reach the ears of Miss Pang's family. Through her, we can make a bridge. Maybe we can see Marquis Ji Yang."

Jinxiu stood near the door and asked calmly, "Tell me what you have to do, I can't stay outside for too long."

Lao Ding obviously heard the news yesterday, after thinking about it all night, he took out a letter sealed with wax from his bosom, and handed it to Jinxiu, "Everything I want to say is explained above, I just hope that Miss Pang can Introduce us to Marquis Ji Yang. We sincerely want to abandon the dark and turn to the bright, to help Marquis Ji Yang eradicate his political enemies and eliminate traitors, so that he can have a chance to be a great and virtuous minister who will last forever."

Both of Jinxiu's hands were holding the envelope tightly, as if she was afraid that it would fly out if she was not careful.

"Sincerity doesn't just come from words," Jinxiu cleared her throat, and asked all the words the young master taught her, "You have to take practical actions, don't you?"

With a straight face, Scar asked, "What action do you want?"

Jin Xiu asked back: "This should be the question on your mind, is there any sincerity in asking me?"

Lao Ding stood up and spoke at this time, "We risked our lives all the way to Beijing, which is the greatest sincerity."

Jinxiu pouted, and stuffed the letter into her bosom, "I will explain to my lady, please don't worry, from now on, when the lady is inconvenient to go out, I will meet with you two." Although that man had a knife on his face Scar's attitude is not very good, but the middle-aged men are quite gentle, so she is not afraid to get along with them now.

"Troublesome girl." Old Ding said politely.

"I..." Jinxiu took a step back towards the door, pointed at the closed broken door, and asked hesitantly, "Can I go?"

Guanshi Tong said goodbye to Lao Ding and Dao Scarface, and left with Jinxiu.Jinxiu didn't go to Pang's house, but directly picked up two packs of pastries from a pastry shop, and then went back to Cao's house.

Pang Miao was sitting under the window of the small study, the bright sunlight shone on his body, making the light blue dress soft and elegant.But his brows were furrowed, and he was clutching a letter written to him by the former Ministry of King Yan.

The few numbers are code words, but it is not difficult to guess.

The two of them only wanted to see Marquis Yang of Shangji, and the rest were secrets among secrets—enough to kill King Yan, so they could only explain it face to face, and it was inconvenient to keep written correspondence.

He was weighing the pros and cons - until now, it seemed too smooth.

What I saw and heard these days after returning from Hanyun Village, it is not impossible to get out of a trap.

King Yan went from poisoning to making rumors to frame Cao Lv, and then murdered him in the palace. It is hard to guarantee that this time he released bait to catch a big fish-the crime of slandering the royal family is no small matter.

It is a great fortune in life to be able to start all over again, and he has to be more cautious than before.

He admits that he doesn't have the courage and guts to put all his eggs in one basket, so he can only take it step by step.

Pang Miao glanced out the window, and several women and maids were sitting in the shade of the porch not far away, talking and laughing while doing needlework.They are all people who have served Cao Lv for many years, and they can be ordered with confidence.And it is precisely because of this group of people who often sit in the corridor that people in the courtyard dare not poke their heads casually.He got up and wandered around the house, finally rolled up the letter and stuffed it into the green-glazed amphora on the highest shelf.

A yard of women, except for him, no one can get such a high place.

After releasing the letter, Pang Miao looked back vigilantly. The women and maids were still chatting and laughing, and the door of the courtyard was ajar as before.

He couldn't see Cao Zheng now, so he might as well use this time to find out what King Yan's former troops were thinking before making plans.

If there is a problem between the two of them, it is best for him to find out by himself, he does not want to leave a bad impression on Cao and his son.

After making up his mind, Pang Miao returned to the table and continued to copy the family rules.

In the evening, Zhang Mu came back.Pang Miao took advantage of Ruyi's time to serve Mrs. Cao for dinner, and told Zhang Mu the current situation straight to the point. What he had to do now was to secretly monitor the actions of King Yan's former army and pay attention to all the clues.But he was not in a hurry to let the guards who rushed back to go to that alley immediately, but let him go back to have a good rest first, and then ordered Jinxiu to go to Pang's house tomorrow and tell Guanshi Tong that he would arrange a meeting with Marquis Ji Yang in five days.

To meet Cao Zheng, the former Ministry of King Yan might do something.

He could only do his best to eliminate all suspicions before informing Cao Zheng.

After two peaceful days, Zhang Mu went to the alley where Lao Ding and Scarface lived temporarily.He pretended to be a foreigner who went to the imperial capital to make a living, and inquired about the rented yard near the alley, while paying attention to the surrounding environment.

This place is really eerily quiet, and low voices can be amplified infinitely, making it very ear-piercing and abrupt.

If a stranger suddenly lived in the alley, the commotion would be enough to alert the two former Yan Wang ministries.

Finally, he noticed a small building located in the southeast of the alley. It was an inn called "Spring Breeze Building". It was three stories high and stood out from the crowd like a chicken.

Zhang Mu plans to go to Chunfeng Tower to take a look. It would be great if he could observe the movements in the yard from the guest room on the third floor.He walked out of the alley quickly, not wanting that a figure flashed in front of him and almost collided with him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The man offered to apologize.

Zhang Mu took a closer look and recognized the person in front of him—isn't it Xue Jinyi, the only son of Xue Shilang from the former military department, who stopped at the door when the prince of Yan Wang made a big fuss with the Pang family?

However, he didn't intend to greet Xue Jinyi, he lowered his head and prepared to leave quickly.

"Hey, I think you look familiar."

Someone grabbed his wrist suddenly, Zhang Mu subconsciously turned around and slapped, Xue Jinyi let go first and jumped away.

Zhang Mu ignored him, and continued to walk towards Chunfeng Tower. Xue Jinyi followed behind with a smile, three or four steps away.

At first Zhang Mu could pretend that there was no one behind him, because he knew that the Pang family had a good relationship with Xue Jinyi, so he didn't need to be wary of this person, and he was so silent, Xue Jinyi would feel bored and leave on his own after a while.But in the end, the "tail" behind him was still able to follow without giving up, Zhang Mu's eyes as calm as still water finally showed a ripple.

He kind of understood why Mrs. Ba Shao didn't want to meet Xue Jinyi last time. This person is really annoying, although there is no words or physical contact.

Pedestrians on the street surged like flowing water, the traffic was busy and lively, and the bustling crowd could better cover their tracks.

Xue Jinyi only saw the figure of the person in front of him flicker, and then disappeared among the coming and going crowd.

"People flock together, and what you said is true." He touched his chin, showing a look of high interest, "It's really interesting, interesting. It's not that easy to get rid of me."

Xue Jinyi is like a fish swimming deftly between the flowing water and the stone peaks, briskly dodging sideways or passing through the crowd, moving forward quickly.

If someone is standing on a high place at this time, he will be able to see two people in front of the crowd, one behind the other, sometimes far away and sometimes close, dodging to the left for a while, turning to the right for a while, it looks like they are playing "officials and soldiers catch". "Thief", very interesting.

The street was noisy, but Zhang Mu still heard familiar footsteps.

The footsteps followed unhurriedly, neither far nor near.

He glanced sideways slightly, frowning slightly.

What the hell is this guy thinking?

Zhang Mu's eyes narrowed, he restrained his mind, and turned his steps to the middle of a row of workers carrying wood. The three or four bundles of wood and the workers in front and behind just blocked him, and they walked forward together as if nothing had happened.

Xue Jinyi, who was behind, couldn't see anyone in the blink of an eye. He opened his folding fan to hide from the dazzling sunlight, stood on tiptoe and looked around, "Playing peek-a-boo in the street? I'm really interested. I'll play with you."

The street was crowded with people, and there were many people who blocked his sight. He simply jumped up nimbly, holding both hands on the beam of the signboard of the shop on the side of the road. Knotted Futou, so he laughed loudly, swung his body back and forth, and with the help of strength, he landed sensitively in the gap between the crowd and chased after the target.

When the sound of following footsteps came to his ears again, Zhang Mu immediately left the workers who were carrying the timber, and slipped behind the stalls on the street. Xue Jinyi passed by, bought a colorful robe from a peddler and draped it over his body. Finally, he tore off his head, hugged his sword tightly, and lay down on the table of a fortune-telling booth with his head propped on one arm. Cover most of your face.

"Ah, my son, I see that you are very handsome and have an extraordinary look. You must be a great achievement. What do you want me to do for you today? Marriage? Or is it auspicious?" The white-haired fortune-teller laughed. He stroked his beard and stared at Zhang Mu.

Zhang Mu paid him three copper coins, "You can say what you want." To hide from people is to hide so that it is not easy to notice, if he sits stupidly in front of the stall and stares at the fortune teller, it will be weird for everyone.

The fortune teller carefully observed Zhang Mu's face, and then counted with his fingers.

"Oh, if it's a marriage, your good fortune is coming soon, my lord."

Under the clear sky and broad daylight, Zhang Mu suddenly felt that this was not a good thing.

"Thank you!" He grabbed the hem of his coat, and the dwarf quickly got under the table. After the white cloth on the table fluttered in the wind several times, Xue Jinyi appeared out of breath. He lifted the tablecloth, but The table was indeed empty, and Zhang Mu's whereabouts had long been unknown.

The fortune teller's hands were stiff on his beard, and he stared blankly at the young man in front of him.

Xue Jinyi didn't feel discouraged, but smiled slightly.

One of the great joys in life is meeting an opponent who is difficult to beat, so he is very happy.

Zhang Mu, who had already walked away, was like a gust of wind blowing through the gap between the crowd, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the entrance of Chunfeng Tower, which was ten feet away.He turned around and dodged to hide behind the doorpost, holding his breath to see if "Tail" was following.

After about a cup of tea, he still didn't notice Xue Jinyi's arrival. Zhang Mu heaved a sigh of relief and just took a step towards the inn gate, only to hear the familiar laughter behind him.

"So you are here."