The ability of Mr. Ji Er to complain in front of his wife and daughter is to show his busyness, so Ji Xiaotang asked. ()

"It's nothing." Although Master Ji Er complained, he was unwilling to say more. He only told Ji Xiaotang that it was difficult for him to find Master Ji these days. Although there were excuses every time, Master Ji Er still felt a little strange.

He didn't want to say much, so Ji Xiaotang didn't ask.

"Have you seen my elder brother after dad came back?"

Master Ji Er replied that no.

"What, do you have something to look for Xiaomu?" Master Ji Er asked Ji Xiaotang.

Ji Xiaotang shook his head, "When I came back, I happened to meet my elder brother. I saw that he seemed to come out of my uncle's study and was completely out of mind. He thought it was a matter of writing articles. When he asked him, he said no, and... he didn't say anything."

"Oh..." Master Ji Er frowned slightly, "When I have the opportunity to ask your uncle. If there is anything difficult, I should tell you and discuss it with the whole family."

"This is the reason." Mrs. Ji Er agreed very much.

Ji Xiaotang nodded too.

At this moment, Ji Xiaomu, whom they mentioned, was in the upper house of Fanghua Hall, slowly drinking fragrant tea while being stunned.

Yang turned out of the inner room and was a little surprised to see Ji Xiaomu's appearance.

"Xiaomu, what are you thinking? You're so trance." Yang remembered that when she just entered the inner room, Ji Xiaomu was in his current position. It had been about two cups of tea, but Ji Xiaomu's posture had not changed at all.

As he approached, Yang saw the tea cup in Ji Xiaomu's hand.

The fragrant tea in the tea cup was almost full. Ji Xiaomu didn't drink tea at all, but held the cup like this for a long time.

Ji Xiaomu was awakened by Yang's voice, came to his senses, and hurriedly put the teacup on the low table next to him.

"Didn't you say you're uncomfortable and you're going to rest? Why did you come out again?" Ji Xiaomu asked Yang with concern.

"I have been resting for a while and I feel much better." Yang sat down opposite the low table. "Xiaomu, what are you thinking and what are you worried about?"

Ji Xiaomu hesitated for a moment.

He and Yang are cousins ​​and have met since childhood. They are quite in line with each other's temperaments, both of whom love to study. After becoming husband and wife, their relationship is closer.

Yang has never been a talkative person, nor is he a troublesome person. As long as Yang asks, Ji Xiaomu never specifically hides anything from her.

But Ji Xiaomu hesitated about this matter today.

"What's the matter? Isn't it hard to say?" Yang asked again.

"It's not hard to say." Ji Xiaomu decided to tell Yang, "I'm just suspicious..."

"What do you care about?"

"You know, my father has become more and more addicted to Feng Shui metaphysics over the years..."

Yang nodded, she naturally knew about this.⊥,

Master Ji not only indulged in studying Feng Shui metaphysics, but also made many friends in this area. There are both court officials, abbots and Taoist temples, temples, and some so-called "immortal leaders" who are not careful in their origins.

Master Ji is very generous to his friends.

Ji Xiaomu has recently become more closely connected with these friends. Not only did he go out to see these people, but he also invited people to his home for a secret conversation several times.

Not counting this, Ji Xiaomu discovered another thing today.

"What's the matter?"

"My father gathered some people, and seemed to be hitting them to do something."

“Where to go and what to do?”

Ji Xiaomu didn't hear what to do, but he vaguely heard where he went.

"It seems to be going to my hometown in Qingyuan."

"My father didn't tell you, nor did he discuss with the old lady, the second uncle and the others?"

"No." Ji Xiaomu shook his head. Not only did Master Ji not tell him, but he also evasively when he bumped into the question, and finally told him not to ask.

Master Ji hasn't discussed anything privately with Master Ji Er recently.

In fact, Ji Xiaomu is very sure that Master Ji did these things completely without telling them.

"... The second uncle is here, and my father has one more arm. The so-called brothers are united and the benefits are cut off. If a father has something to hide from his second uncle, he should discuss with him. Wouldn't it be better to think of one more person and work harder? Moreover, if a father has something to hide from your son?" Yang felt stranger the more he thought about it.

"Xiaomu, have you guessed something?" Yang looked at Ji Xiaomu.

Ji Xiaomu frowned and sighed: "My father is too obsessed with Feng Shui metaphysics. Don't you know that the ancients said that one life, two fortunes, and three Feng Shui. I'm worried that my father will go astray..."

"That's right." Yang suddenly realized.

Ji Xiaomu glanced at Yang and did not continue to explain. He understood Yang. Although Yang was smart, he was still simple in worldly affairs. She must not be as deep as he thought.

Therefore, even Yang could not share his troubles in this matter.

What should he do? He would not stop Master Ji from sending someone to "exploring" the Feng Shui of Ji's family's blessed land. So should he tell Master Ji Er about this?

If Master Ji only asked someone to investigate the Feng Shui of Ji Family's blessed land, he could not say it. After all, he did not believe that Master Ji Er would change the Feng Shui pattern of his ancestor's cemetery for himself. This incident would eventually be a false alarm. ￠￡,

Master Ji sent someone to investigate and felt relieved. Master Ji Er didn't notice it. The family was still the same as before.

But, if...

What if Master Ji is not just an investigation...

"Father won't do this." Ji Xiaomu murmured, as if he was confirming something to him.

Yang looked at Ji Xiaomu worriedly.

This was the first time she had seen Ji Xiaomu feel so entangled and embarrassed since she was a child.

...

Yanhuatang

As the twelfth lunar month enters the capital, the weather drips into ice.

The house in Yanhua Hall was as warm as spring. Fire dragons burned in the house and charcoal was burned in the smoke cage. When he came from Qingyuan, Ji Xiaotang and his family brought enough money. The charcoal and firewood used in the courtyards on the east road were all purchased by themselves, so they were very abundant.

Ji Xiaotang sat on the kang, holding a hand stove in his arms, and was working on needlework with Madam Cheng, Jin'er, Xiu'er and a few girls.

This is a relaxed and relaxing time between master and servant.

"...This capital is much colder than our Qingyuan. I believe the rumors that my nose and fingers are frozen." Jin'er said while embroidering a veil.

Everyone was laughed at by her.

"Silly girl, although the rumors are true, they said they came to scare you." Madam Cheng smiled.

"Why is it true again? I'm scaring me again?" Jin'er didn't understand.

"It's true. But I was not born in the capital. I had to go north and get close to the Northern Barbarians. Everyone was not used to entering Beijing. In addition, the weather in Qingyuan is indeed warm, so it made the place colder... This year, it's just average, and it was even colder in the past." Madam Cheng said.

"Is it true?" Several girls asked Madam Cheng to talk more. Ji Xiaotang's girls in the room liked to hear Madam Cheng talk about the past the most.

Madam Cheng didn't say anything.

Jin'er and others looked at Ji Xiaotang, and the begging expression in their eyes could not be more obvious.

Ji Xiaotang couldn't help laughing: "Madam, let me tell you."

Madam Cheng spoke slowly.

Just as he was talking about the interesting thing, the little girl Bier walked in from outside the door. Bier came to Ji Xiaotang and whispered in Ji Xiaotang's ear.

Ji Xiaotang's hand holding the needle and thread stopped.

Madam Cheng had already stopped when Bi'er came in. Now, when she saw Ji Xiaotang's expression, she guessed that something important was happening. Ji Xiaotang had always been happy and did not show any expression, but she was obviously a little excited at this moment.

"Go and bring people quickly." Ji Xiaotang ordered Bier.

Bier responded and went out immediately.

Without Ji Xiaotang's instructions, the house stood up with Madam Cheng as the most important ones. Madam Cheng signaled to several maids, Jin'er and Xiu'er stayed, and Yao'er and others retreated quietly.

"Ayou is here to beat someone." Ji Xiaotang said.

"Mr. Qi finally has a letter!" Madam Cheng, Jin'er and Xiu'er were both happy for Ji Xiaotang.

Soon, Bier led Cheng Dazhong to come.

Ji Xiaotang recognizes Cheng Dazhong, and it can be said that he is the person Ji Xiaotang is most familiar with around Qi Younian.

Cheng Dazhong is a personal guard beside Qi Younian, who leads the official position of hundreds of households and is Qi Younian's most confidant person. Cheng Dazhong's loyalty to Qi Younian and the Qi family is beyond doubt.

Cheng family has been in the army with the Qi family since their ancestors, and was later promoted. They have been the generals of the mighty Hou Qi family for generations. Now Cheng Dazhong's fathers are all following Lao Weiwu Hou's side, while his brothers are following the younger generations of the Qi family.

Cheng Dazhong and Qi Younian grew up together since childhood, although their identities are different, but their relationship is no less than that of their own brothers.

It was precisely because of him that Ji Xiaotang did not avoid suspicion and asked Bier to lead him to Yanhuatang directly to meet.

When Cheng Dazhong saw Ji Xiaotang, he hurriedly bowed and called the county lord.

Obviously, he already knew that Ji Xiaotang was named the county lord.

"Hundreds of households don't need to be polite, get up and talk."

Cheng Dazhong still finished his tribute. Then he stood up and respectfully handed over the bag on his back. With the bag, he handed over a handwritten letter from Qi Younian.
To be continued...