Mrs. Xiang Er's eyes closed became cold. The Rong family was blind! The head of the family was also obsessed with such an incomplete thing! She also liked it. If she hadn't run out privately, why would Xin Ai need...

"If it is done, the fifth house may turn over this time. I heard from the Fourth Master that the Rong family is powerful, with many rare treasures, and far away..." Mrs. Xiang Si was very moved. That was the Rong family. They usually had to ask their supply of goods early to wait for the Rong family, which was good: "Brother is also satisfied."

Mrs. Xiang Si wished that her man would have a daughter of such a background, so she could take this sailboat. How many benefits did the Mo family eat with the Rong family? Every time she went out to visit, it was not the rarest thing for them.

I don't know if they can benefit from it in the future.

Mrs. Xiang Er picked up the log cone again, and it was neither too slow to wait: "It's just a merchant."

Mrs. Xiang Si sighed, not knowing about the second and fifth houses, and she really sighed: "Although they are merchants, who should not decide on such merchants." If you push forward the five generations of families who have donated their official positions, it would be better for a minister to be a man in the future: "Uncle Wu is just picking up a bargain, and stupid people are lucky." After all, they can't bear to let their daughter marry.

Mrs. Xiang Er suddenly lost the mood to have fun. She was just a merchant who rushed to marry! The Cao family was not good at raising the daughter she left behind, but she couldn't control her illness. She was so ignorant that she was just ignorant and happy!

Mrs. Xiang Si didn't look at people and was excited: "There is a group of rare things in the Rong family that were taken into their hands by the North and South Passages. The powder is delicate. I don't know if Uncle Wu can talk about love in advance, so we can also look at rare things in advance."

Mrs. Xiang Er raised her eyebrows directly: "Are you familiar with her?" She was almost that little thing.

When Mrs. Xiang Si heard this, she realized something was wrong and slowly lowered her head to tinker with her own spices.

Seeing this, Mrs. Xiang Er softened her tone again: "Hey, we are not familiar with each other, so we are like we are bullying her as an aunt."

"What my sister-in-law said is." What I said is that I have understood it wrongly, my second sister-in-law never gets into evil with others.

...

It was getting late, the heat dissipated a little, and the evening wind added a hint of coolness.

Shanqi took advantage of the prince's passage and quickly pulled Butler Zheng aside: "Miss Seven hasn't come?"

When Housekeeper Zheng was asked about something bad, he quickly shook his head, thinking that what else could he come to. Miss Seven didn't even go out of Weiruiyuan. He asked someone to ask, it was delicious and sleepy, and he couldn't remember his master.

Zheng Dahai was also worried that the seventh lady like their prince would not flatter her, and she would do something messy to pass the time. The good things in the prince's hands were no more profitable than that.

What's more... Butler Zheng looked at Shanqi, he didn't understand why the lady just came to show kindness. This kind of thing shouldn't be the intention of both of them, and then they secretly made it awkward? Why did he always feel that his prince was so hot?

Shanqi was puzzled: "What?"

Zheng Dahai shook his head, and it was even more troublesome to say it.

...

After Song Xuan went to the yamen, he sat on the steps of the yamen of the yamen of the yamen of the yamen of the yamen of the yamen, with a question mark on his face, why did they ask him to follow Mr. Xiang Wu? And what is the best thing for Mr. Xiang Wu to do? He has nothing to do all day long.

"Mr. Song, Lord Ming." The colleagues passing by saluted them respectfully and left reluctantly.

Song Xuan was even more speechless. Look, what a boring organization, looking at the two sesame officials, was like Shambobo: "I'll go! Have you seen it! A mouse! A mouse! Just ran over!"

Mincilo glanced at him.

Song Xuan immediately shut up, the third rank official in front of the prime minister's sect, let alone the fifth master Xiang.

Mingxiluo did not act so calmly, and he was puzzled. The Chu Jiaoshi didn't even have a job of copying books. Why did he arrange so many people to come and help?

Moreover, these people belong to different yamen, and the only thing that is the same is that the people who were called are not of high origin.

Song Xuan looked at the yard that could be seen at once, and then turned to his brother: "What have you been doing these days?"

Ming Xiluo's expression was still the same: "I'll deal with something in my hometown." There's nothing they can do here?

Song Xuan frowned for his brothers: "Why are there so many things in your family? You either look for you or that. It was a business resource back then. By the way, if you have something to do, you should go first, I'll keep an eye on you here."

"No, wait together."

Song Xuan felt sorry for him for a day and was called here to drink the northwest wind. Mingxiluo was not himself, so it was a fixed matter. Mingxiluo ran to many places, and anyone could shout. Second master, the prince borrowed it if he wanted to borrow it, without considering that Ziheng was just a disciple of the Marquis, and he passed the third class with his ability: "How can so many people be used?" Then he looked in private and leaned into Mingxiluo's ear and said, "Your Master Xiang Wu has no status in the Xiang family." It means that you don't need to please, just leave if you want.

Ming Xiluo smiled, the breeze and the moon were bright. So why did they take turns to follow Master Xiang Wu?

"Did you think Mr. Xiang Wu had committed a crime? So let's stare at him?"

Mingxilo didn't say much and stood up.

Song Xuan unconsciously followed.

"Let's go to the bookstore in front to take a look." It's boring to sit around. It's better to go for a walk. Others don't know, but he vaguely knows something. Master Xiang Wu has a daughter who has never left the house, and he should be at the age of marriage.

Such a situation... is portraying the husband for the young lady? Ming Xiluo looked at Song Xuan in an instant.

Song Xuan was startled: "What's wrong?"

Mingxiluo immediately withdrew his thoughts and covered the incredible things in his eyes: "No." There was something that pried a gap in Mingxiluo's heart, but it was not very clear. He admitted that this speculation made him move easily, but it was not necessarily impossible.

In the corner not far away, two people looked at the beloved man walking side by side and whispered:

"Is it him?"

The man carrying the coarse cloth shoulder pole frowned: "Unsure?"

The person who bought the cakes, checked the information in his hand. Among the people who have recently gone out of the Duke of Ling’s Mansion, there is the person in front: “Are you sure you hurt him?”

"Confirm." The man from the coarse cloth handed the pancake and went deep into their hinterland alone, and it was impossible not to let the other party get hurt.

The man took Shaobing and said, "He doesn't look strange." He pierced his shoulders, how could he still stand?

The man covered the baked pancake and found it unlikely. Such a serious injury would be impossible without any trace: "Let's see how many are left." As he said that, he continued to shout and leave as he carried the shoulder pole.

Ming Xiluo never looked over there from beginning to end. He just passed by a wonton stall and looked at the stall selling chestnuts next to them through its large tank.

Mingxiluo even withdrew his gaze and heard a familiar voice.

"Ming Shenzhong." Tao Zimei came over with a smile: "I didn't expect to meet you here." Her voice was cute and familiar. She came to find Du Yixing, the predecessor of the future prosperous Hua Shang. She had been asking for a long time, but something seemed to happen. She wanted to come over and take a look, but she didn't expect that she saw Ming Shenzhong as soon as she arrived here. She was really destined to be together.

Tao Zimei shyly rolled up the silk handkerchief in her hand.

Mingxiluo suddenly looked not far away and said urgently: "Zhongxuan, I saw the person we are looking for. I'll hurry up and stop losing it."

Song Xuan was shocked: Who are we looking for: "Yes, yes! Miss Tao..."

A hint of surprise flashed across Tao Zimei's face, and then her heart suddenly felt uncomfortable, and she couldn't feel any more worried: "Mr. Ming..."

Seeing this, Song Xuan quickly comforted him. He couldn't watch the delicate girl crying in front of him: "No, no, absolutely not, we are arresting people! We are helping the fifth master arrest people! Ziheng is really busy! Really!"

Tao Zimei looked at him seriously, and seemed to be doing nothing.

Song Xuan nodded affirmatively: "Look at the back of the Chu Jiaosi."

Tao Zimei saw the sign behind and looked at the direction where Mingxiluo left. Could it be that she was really thinking too much: "Then... I won't bother you anymore, you can go too."

"Okay, I'm going too. Miss Tao will go back if she's fine. It's not safe." Song Xuan hurriedly caught up with Mingxi Road, stroked his waist and gasped: "She is so persistent."

Mingxiluo was also helpless: "Let's go."

...

Inside the house of Wenchang Street, Chengnan.

Rong Zhankui was a little sad: "We checked it. There were no problems with those who left Beijing. There were a few who were more suspicious. After checking it, we asked someone to take action in private, but nothing was wrong. Some even went to their destination to check it. Everyone was there and the time was right. Will we check the wrong direction? Not from Xiang's house? Is it the above?" Rong Zhankui pointed at the sky.

Rong Du put down the teacup: "Those candies."
Chapter completed!