Nightfall

Listening to this, Cao Youning's expression changed suddenly.

Carrying a table home, although it will look a little weird no matter how packed it is sent to the university mansion, but after all, it is the only thing in the world. This kind of thing can be developed as long as there is ink and paper. Hundreds and thousands of sheets come, if you really take Zhang Tuoben back, how should you explain to your brother-in-law?

He looked at the murky little maid's dark face and said with a dark face, "Who are you?"

Shui Zhu'er girl glanced at him, and she knew what he wanted to do, and she said with a helpless smile: "The table you want to buy, although it is the fairy ... written by Master Yan Se, is the original work of Ning Que. The girl is Ning Que ’s personal maid. To be honest, I ’m afraid I can be the majority of Ning Que ’s home. If you really want to get something back home, you ’d better be polite. ”

Cao Youning was shocked and quickly followed the flow of goodwill. He kindly saluted Sang Sang and sincerely expressed his intention: "Little girl, although Tuo will naturally be precious in the future, but what I want to buy is unique. thing."

Sang Sang thought that this was the first guest after the master became famous. He always had some preferential treatment. After thinking about it for a while, he calmly replied: "I will print it for you. If it still doesn't work, my younger master will ask Master Yan Se to give this extension to himself signature."

After saying this, she took a seal from her arms for a long time.

Cao Youning looked at the seal in her hands with both eyes, and asked, "This is ... Ning's private seal?"

Sang Sang is very unaccustomed to being called Master Ning by Master. He always feels that this is too similar to the name of Jane and frowns slightly.

After being silent for a while, Cao Youning proposed his own condition: "Can you guarantee that only my rubbings will be printed?"

Sang Sang nodded.

Cao Youning looked up, looked at her eyes, and said, "Please make an offer."

Sang Sang said: "Three hundred and two."

Cao Youning exchanged three silver tickets for a piece of paper and a bright red seal on one side, and left the courtyard with some joy and disappointment. Shui Zhu'er and Sang Sang watched his back disappear at the door, before turning back to look at each other.

Xiao Cao smiled and held Zhuzhuer's plump arm, shaking it and said, "Sister Zhuzhuer, just apply some ink and wrap it with a cotton cloth twice, and you can exchange 320 silver tickets. You are a big fortune. Now. "

Shui Zhu'er smiled and said, "That's the first one, and the private stamp with Ning Que is worth the price."

"But it can be printed casually." Xiao Cao held his finger and calculated: "This sale is more cost-effective than dancing and singing."

Shui Zhu'er smiled and didn't answer anything. He picked up the tea cup on the table and sipped gently, then continued to look at Sang Sang.

During this time, Sang Sang did not do anything, just quietly looked at Zhuzhuer.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became weird.

Shui Zhuer slowly put down the teacup, looked up at Sang Sang and said with a smile: "July three, you seven me three."

Sang Sang hurried to come to Hongyou today because Ning Que deliberately explained that she must find the chicken soup post, but she did n’t expect that she would come a lot late after all, not to mention that the original post was already taken by the master Yan Se Take away, even the handwriting left on this table, has already been used as a way to make money by Shuizhuer.

She had been quietly watching Shuizhuer girl before, just to see how the other party planned to deal with the matter. At this time, listening to your three or four characters, Sang Sang felt very satisfied, and nodded to the other party with a smile.

Shui Zhuer raised her sleeves to cover her lips and smiled softly, said softly: "With an old table, I can easily pass the 6 snow, when did you bring Ning Que, I tried to be punished by everyone, also Make him happy and happy. "

Sang Sang smiled, did not answer the topic, walked to the table and looked at him curiously.

After entering the hospital earlier, she only took a rough look. At this time, this was the first time she saw the original text of the chicken soup. I saw this sentence that made the young master be fancy by the magician and already named Kyoto. .

"Master Sang Sang, I won't come back when I'm drunk today. You remember to drink the leftover chicken soup in the pot."

Looking at the first two words in the scribble on the desktop, that own name, Sang Sang was silent for a long time, and then laughed, his dark cheeks were full of pride and happy expression.

After Sang Sang left the small yard in the company of Xiao Cao, Shui Zhu'er's maidservant walked in, her eyes rolled round, and she whispered, "Girl, although the note is indeed written by Ning Que, the table is ours. Yes, and Master Yan Se also moved Yaxing during your overnight stay. Give his master and servant some dividends, but the ratio of 7 to 3 is really a bit of a loss. "

Shui Zhu'er smiled and gently poked the faithful maidservant's eyebrows, and said, "You, see things always so shallow, and not to mention that the first two of the twenty-nine characters are Sang Sang's name, only Say if I occupy the big head, which senior official in the future will take a fancy and think about it, how should I refuse? Now that the big head is back to Ning Que ’s master and servant, I am just a custodian, if anyone dares to come By forcing this side table, they won't be rushing towards me, they have passed the Ning Que first. "

The maid stunned slightly and then understood the meaning of the girl's words, gently biting her lower lip and said, "But girl, isn't it a good relationship between you and Ning?" On the countertop, isn't it ... "

Looking at the maid-in-waiting maid, Shui Zhu'er smiled and said, "I don't think I'm acting kindly? I really don't know if you are my maid or the maid of Ningqiao, he hasn't been there for months. , Actually still thinking of him like this. You do n’t have to worry about these things, rather he is now appreciated by His Majesty, and has become a heir to the magician, not to mention that he can bully people in Changan City, but at least no one dares to casually Bullied him. "

On the table next to the window in the elegant room on the second floor of the Red Sleeve, shaking some refreshments and two jugs of fruit wine.

A girl was sitting by the window, looking at Sang Sang who was sent out of the building by Xiao Cao, and smiled to the middle-aged guest beside him, "Did you see that little girl? That's why Ning lacks a granddaughter, our building." The girls in it all feel that she will definitely be in the future lacking the man in the grandfather's room. If they don't have such an identity, how can Jane's personal maidservant be as good as her? "

Middle-aged guests have pale eyebrows and iron complexion, which looks quite vicissitudes. He followed the girl's instructions and looked out the window. After a moment of silence, he asked curiously, "This young man named Ning Que is really moving in Chang'an for a day, but he just doesn't understand why you all call him Ning lacking his grandpa's name. It's so smooth.? He didn't have the fame as he is today. "

The girl covered her sleeves and explained softly: "Ning lacks a grandfather, not an ordinary person ... Although the girls in the building did not know anything unusual about him before, the younger brother who could make Shuizhuer feel distressed The one who is called by the younger brother can make the 6 Snow Maiden take a special trip to the Huxu Holidays. It must be something different. "

The middle-aged Sangren raised his eyebrows slightly and said in surprise: "Why is this?"

The girl thought about it for a long while. The girls in the current building really liked Ning Que, but it was very difficult to summarize what Ning Que liked, but he shook his head and said with a smile: "From his first time Entering the building, everyone in Jane would have a different look at him. Maybe Zhuzhuer knew something about it? But with everyone ’s attitude alone, it is worthy of us to call him Master. "

The middle-aged customer smiled and stopped talking about it. He drank some fruit wine and gossip with the girl, and left.

After the red-sleeved trick, the middle-aged man sat in a carriage, instructed the driver to walk around in Chang'an City for a few bends, and finally stopped somewhere in Beicheng. After he paid the car and got off the bus, he walked through two alleys and came to the back of a group of buildings surrounded by trees with a strict atmosphere. He knocked on the back door and went in.

Inside Chang'an House.

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, Shangguan Yangyu asked blankly: "It took three months to narrow down the suspects to seven people. Ning Que ranked last among the seven names, why are you Do you doubt him? Is there any evidence? "

The middle-aged man surnamed Tie Mingying was the head of the criminal division in Chang'an. He had worked in the criminal department for more than ten years and had great experience in investigating the case. At this time, listening to the supervisor's question, hesitating and saying: "When Zhang Yiqi died, Ning Que was in the red grapefruit trick."

Shangguan Yang Yu looked cold and scolded: "There were hundreds of people in the red sleeves at that time, are they all suspect!"

Tieying lowered her fists, Shen Sheng said: "But the subordinates feel that this person has a problem."

Shangguan Yang Yu frowned slightly, and said unpleasantly: "How can we act by feeling when investigating the case?"

"Zhang Yiqi died outside the side door of Red Sleeve. He was not dealt with as a homicide at the time, so the scene was not checked, and the people in the building did not stay for questioning. It was really difficult to find evidence."

Tie Ying continued: "But if you believe my instincts for the case, please let me continue to investigate. The subordinates have been dealing with homicides in this life. This great case can smell some problems even by sniffing."

Shangguan Yang Yu seemed interested, and Cao Xu asked, "What are you smelling?"

"Ning Que was not very ambitious beforehand, and can even be said to be a little constrained. How could such a young man enter the Red Sleeve move? Why would everyone appreciate him? Why would the girls like him? What exactly does he want to do in the Red Sleeve move? I think The problem is that there shouldn't be any relationship between him and the Red Sleeve, but it does have a relationship. "

Tieying looked at Master Fuyin's disapproving look and began to state another thing he had investigated: "Soon after Yu Shi Zhang Yiqi's death, Huiyuantong Qianzhuang exchanged a few silver tickets. Two thousand two silver. "

"The name signed by the ticket-changer was Sang Sang, the little maidservant of Ning Que. He didn't have a good reputation at that time, and the sales of the signatures were so cheap. How could there be so many silvers? Who gave them these silvers? Those What do people want him to do with so much money? "

Listening to this piece of information, Shangguan Yangyu frowned tightly, and said for a long time after silence: "Don't move first, check the silver ticket first. If there is indeed a problem, you can continue to investigate."

The curtain shot into Chang'an House.

Standing under the green trees in the courtyard, Master Shangyu Yang Yu, who was supposed to be radiated with red by the sunset, was all in iron blue that was not in harmony with the surrounding environment. He looked like he was killing his father and enemies. Tieying, the icy voice oozed out of her teeth, and she seemed a little sharper: "The silver ticket was deposited by Yulong Gang into Huiyuantong, that is to say, the two thousand and two silver coins were given to Xiaoshu As for why, if you have n’t forgotten the dead body that fell on the street next to Chunfeng Pavilion one night, you might be able to guess a little. "

"The official will not forget that night." Shangguan Yang Yu said coldly: "Because of that night, countless big men fell in the court, I can sit in the position of Changanfu Yin. As for the identity of Chao Xiaoshu, I I don't think I need to remind you again. Ning Que took two thousand or two silver, which is equivalent to doing things in the palace, would you insist on checking? "

Tieying forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart and said, "Master, there are a lot of doubts in this matter. Chunfengting was indeed a masked person next to the small tree that night, but I heard that it was a young master of the lunar kingdom. As for the two Thousands of silver tickets, whether it is a matter of rewarding Chunfeng Pavilion, or another source should be carefully checked. "

Shangguan Yang Yu roared angrily: "How can I check? Do you know who Ning Que is? Even if you didn't know before, but in Chang'an City after today, who else would not know that name! Evidence! If you have Evidence, this official will work for the people of the imperial court for your majesty, even if you put your black gauze on your head, you have to check it, but if you have no evidence, only the **** intuition and smell like a rotten dog will have to check this. People, then blame the official for stealing your official uniform first! "

Tieying lowered her head in silence with the scourge and shame of the adult.

Shangguan Yang Yu calmed down a little bit and looked at him lightly and asked, "Did you inform the military about this?"

Tie Ying raised her head and argued nervously: "Since the adult has ordered this matter to be investigated in secret, the subordinates certainly do not dare to leak it. I dare to assure that there is absolutely no third person other than the adults and subordinates who know that Chang'an has suspected Ning Que. "

"That's fine." Shangguan Yang Yu lightly grasped the submandibular sparse beard and said, "Erase Ning Que's name, first check the remaining six people."

Tie Ying led away.

Shangguan Yang Yu returned to the back house, and after dinner, he began to sit in front of the oil lamp. Suddenly he frowned and stared at the oil lamp in front of the bookshelf. He asked unpleasantly, "Why did you order three more! Hurry!" Exterminate me. "

Mrs. Fu Yin was sitting in the study, biting rope and receiving shoes, and suddenly listened to her old man's towel, and raised her head in doubt, and asked, "Master, now you are also a member of the Central Committee of the DPRK, why is it still the case, is it today? What's wrong? "

Shangguan Yang Yu's unseemly appearance can even be said to be a little ugly, and his temperament is extremely slippery and sinister, but it is only desirable in the family. He married an equally unscrupulous wife when he was young, but afterwards, he treated his wife as much as she loved yesterday, never touching the concubine's thoughts, getting along well and intimately, and even concealing each other from many private matters.

After telling his wife what he heard during the day, Shangguan Yang Yu frowned-said to himself: "I was holding the name of the sentence in Chang'an House. The first action was to dig Tieying from the criminal department. Come here, because I know that this person is experienced, and even as he said, he has a natural intuition about the clues to the murder. If ... Ning Que really has something to do with Zhang Yiqi ’s death, I really do n’t know how to deal with it. "

Mrs. Shangguan frowned slightly, put down the needlework in her hand, poured a cup of hot tea for the old man, and said in a whisper: "Since the old man is in charge of the security of Chang'an, he is in charge of the royal court, and the case should always be investigated. "

"But there is no evidence, and ..."

Shangguan Yangyu looked at his wife and sighed sadly, "I really dare not check it. Your Majesty likes him. I heard that he has entered the second floor of the academy, and he has also become a heir to the magician, there is no palace. Purpose, where can I dare to investigate such people? "

Mrs. Shangguan was stunned and puzzled and said: "If such a character, how could he be involved in a murder case?"

Listening to this, Shangguan Yang Yu suddenly flashed two bright lights in the ugly triangle eyes, tapping the book case Shen Sheng and said: "Mrs. what is said is reasonable. It seems that how can such characters do such things?"

"My grandfather made a case, but we can't listen to our nonsense."

Mrs. Shangguan was bluffed by his reaction and quickly dissuaded: "What if he is really him?"

Shangguan Yangyu looked at the hot tea in front of him and gritted his teeth firmly, saying, "Nothing is true, it must not be, even if it's not ..."

Jinsi seaweed, Sixi small box, marinade marinated prawns, Huadiao drunk shrimp, medicinal soup broth chicken ... listening to the name of the dish from the **** report, looking at the dish that caused the extreme delicateness of the dish, rather I couldn't help but looked up at the carved beam column on the temple. My eyes were shaken by the bright palace lamp lifted by the copper column in front of me, before I reflected where I was and what I was doing.

In the Imperial Study Room, His Majesty the Emperor asked him to appreciate the signatures, and he was blocked by his sentence to sell money. Ning Que thought that this would inevitably make Tianzi angry. However, I did not expect that although the emperor's anger was alive, he did not drive him out of the palace. Instead, he took him away from the imperial study, took a few bends in the garden, and came to a quiet palace, facing the rich dishes.

What kind of treatment is it to stay in the palace and have dinner with the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty? The gentle and quiet Queen Mother even filled a bowl of soup for herself, what kind of treatment is this? Even Ning Que, who is used to seeing life and death and who might not blink before Min Shan collapsed, finally couldn't help but get excited and nervous.

The Queen Mother sent a cold bamboo shoot to her majesty's lips, and she smiled and said: "Since it is a meal, Mo Lao said how many times he watched the other side of the sky, otherwise he would rather thank the child and be ashamed, Where can I still eat An An Sheng a few dishes? "

The emperor's majesty is really in a good mood. He bites the bamboo shoots and chews up the bamboo sticks of the empress, and smiles vaguely: "Then eat."

Immediately after Jinkou came out, Ning Que held the gold-painted red lacquer bowl in his hand and began to eat. It ’s just that at this time, he has no time to taste the taste of food. He keeps thinking about everything he sees. Today he finally knows that the feelings of the emperor and the empress empress are as glue as rumors, but the opposite is empty. Who is that position?

There was a ringing ring of light, light fragrance came from far away, dressed in a very skirt of the Tang Dynasty four Princess Li Zha, accompanied by the palace majestic envy. Ning Que was stunned, and her eyes fell on her face subconsciously, noting that she usually only felt the delicate eyebrows. Today, against the background of the gorgeous palace makeup and gorgeous skirts, she looked very beautiful, and she couldn't help showing a surprised look.

Li Yu, who saw him appearing in the palace, was even more surprised. He couldn't help covering his lips and asked in surprise: "Why are you here?"

After returning to the imperial palace from the academy, she slept a whole day to make up for the spirit. At this time, she was still a little tired. At the moment, she did not know the things that were spreading outside the palace, nor did she know that Ning Que entered the imperial palace.

The emperor looked at the two and asked doubtfully: "Do you recognize him, Xiao Wanger?"

Li Yu recovered calmly and explained with a smile: "Father and Emperor, Ning lacked an **** when they came back from the grassland last year. They met each other at that time. Last night I went to the academy to watch the opening ceremony of the second floor. It was him."

The journey back from the grassland came from the Jin account tribe, passing through Weicheng, and killing Beishankou, and then reached the Chang'an City with difficulty. The emperor was very clear about the difficulties his daughter had suffered, but he did not know that during this journey, there were A soldier from the border town named Ning Que once saved his daughter's life to this day.

After listening to Li Yu's last year's journey in the shortest language, the Emperor's eyes on Ning Que are different from the previous ones. They are no longer pure appreciation, but a little more sincere love.

Li Zha smiled and asked: "Why is the Father Emperor interested in seeing the shortage today? It should not be because the second floor opened."

"I have mentioned to you that there is a wonderful picture in the Imperial Study."

The emperor looked at his daughter with a smile and said with joy: "You know, the five characters of the other side of the sky are Ning Queshu's books. Chaoye all highly appreciate your technique of observing people, but you know him, actually I do n’t know if he has such a skill. UU reading www.uukanshu.com seems that those words are not true. "

"The daughter just didn't want to have talents in the wild, so she looked for talents for the father emperor and the court, how can there be any real vision."

Li Zha lifted the skirt slightly under the court lady's service and slowly sat down beside the case. She looked at Ning Que on the opposite side with a smile, and said, "As for the writing of Ning Que, I know it, but I don't know how good it is. However, the best thing this guy is good at is to hide Lu, as a pig and a tiger, I do n’t know where I learned this kind of boredom. "

There is a deep meaning between the language, Ning Que does not know how to answer, and naturally immersed himself in the food and pretended not to hear. Since I want to play a pig, of course I have to play a competent pig, just listening to the emperor and empress smile Yan Yan, watching Li Zha floating from time to time to make fun of his eyes, always feel that this feast is not the solemn look of the feast, more Is it dinner for ordinary people? What's more, it's impossible to have green onions and pancakes above this feast, but these seemingly delicate dishes are not very delicious even for pigs.

Chop the tip of the chopsticks to pick up the light and savory marinade, Xiang Ningru, Ning Que began to miss the leftovers in the old pen of Lin 47 Lane after doubting whether the chef took the New Oriental false certificate. I even missed the sour chicken soup.

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