Nightwatcher

The maid outside took the letter from the guard and handed it to the maid who opened the door. Then she glanced at Lin An who was sitting on the side of the bed, and looked at Lin An, who was very unhappy, and retreated wisely.

The person who opened the door was the handsome court lady whose ass was slapped by Xu Qi'an. She opened the envelope and opened it to take a look.

After only reading the first sentence, the smart court lady stopped reading and guessed whose letter it was, she covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Your Highness, a dog servant has sent you a letter."

Mounted immediately turned his face away, glanced at the two pages of letter paper, then turned his head away: "It's too long to read."

This is very in line with the character of Princess Lin'an, the two maids snickered, put the letter on the case, and said softly: "Your servant has gone out first, Your Highness has something to summon."

As soon as the palace maid went out, Zhan Zhan looked at the table case frequently, and when the footsteps went away, she walked to the table side while muttering, picked up the letter and began to read.

Hearing Huaiqing's words, she was a little angry. The dog servant is honest on the surface, but secretly he is a lustful person. He hangs around the Jiaofang Division all day long, and thinking about it makes her panic.

But I didn't know the reason, so I sulked when I came back.

It stands to reason that she is a majestic princess of Lin'an, and she has as many guards as a cow's hair. She never cared about the life style of those people.

She sat down in front of the case, with her back straight, her head slightly bowed, her sitting posture was very energetic, and she was cultivated with good walking posture, sitting posture and walking posture since she was a child.

"The night is long and I don't want to sleep. His Highness's voice and smile are in front of my eyes and ringing in my ears. I haven't seen him for half a month. I miss him very much."

"Bah!" Zhuan Zhuan spat, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

This unformulated beginning fully expresses the other party's dependence and longing, and highlights the importance of oneself. Princess Lin'an likes this one the most.

She is a girl who likes romance, so a domineering president can't sprout in this era, otherwise she would be a fan of female articles.

She continued to read, and there were many strange and weird things in the letter, such as the incident of water ghosts harming people in the canal, her dog servant jumped into the river to save people, and fought for 300 rounds to save the poor guard. When he came back, the guard knelt and kowtowed in gratitude to Dade, but the dog slave helped him up and said deafeningly: There is gold under the man's knees!

It's really well said, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, the more he looks at it, the more fascinated he is.

She likes to watch these weird things, which are full of fun, horror and excitement.

Outside the door, the two personal maids quietly pushed open a gap, and looked through the gap. They were shocked to find that Princess Lin'an was sitting at the table, fascinated, sometimes chuckling, sometimes frowning, and sometimes showing a look of fear. expression.

Backing away quietly, the two whispered:

"Is the princess feeling better again?"

"Well, it's obvious that you read the letter so seriously."

"Sister, what's in the letter?"

"Don't ask, don't inquire about the master's affairs, have you forgotten what the mother in the palace taught us?"

"That Xu Qi'an is really capable. The princess has only known him for a long time, and she cares about him so much. Well, I won't say these things around."

Framed and framed, I saw the end and found that the story was over. The dog slave talked about a kind of lotus in Qingzhou, called red lotus, which is as charming as fire, and always reminds me of His Royal Highness wearing a red dress.

Looking at it, a shy red glow appeared on the round and crystal-clear face, charming and intoxicating.

Even though she knew that there was no one in the room, she still glanced at the door guiltily, and then only grabbed the letter paper in her palm.

"He He"

Princess Lin'an heard her "thumping" heart beating wildly, her oval face was on fire.

How dare he write such a letter to himself? Hooking up with the princess, once leaked, will be punished with death. Thinking of this, Xiang Xiang wanted to tear up the letter and destroy the evidence.

But she was a little bit reluctant, because it was the first time Her Royal Highness received a letter of this nature after coming out of the womb. The story was exciting and exciting, and Xu Ningyan spoke so nicely.

Turning her dark and bright eyes, the clever Lin'an came up with an idea. She put the dehydrated and shriveled petals and the letter together in a thick book, which was the only copy given to her by the mother concubine.

"Okay, this way, no one will find out!" Zhuan Zhuan let out a sigh of relief, sticking her waist.

Not long after, the two personal maids in the yard heard Her Royal Highness calling: "Come in and change, I want to change into a red dress!"

The palace maids entered the room in response, and helped Princess Lin'an change her clothes. Under her instructions, they changed into a beautiful red dress that was as bright as fire.

Lin'an nodded in satisfaction, and turned around gracefully, the hem of her skirt was like a blooming flower.

"Look, Ben Gong's peerless demeanor!" She raised her chin and said confidently.

"" The maids looked at each other, confused.

"Your Highness, are you not angry?" the court lady who had been slapped by Xu Qi'an asked tentatively.

"Why are you angry?" Lin'an asked back.

"That dog slave." Just as the maid finished speaking, she interrupted aggressively when she saw Mounted Willow's brows stand on end, and said displeasedly:

"What kind of dog slave? You can bark like a dog slave? You have to call Master Xu."

My dog ​​slave doesn't bark for others, she said to herself.

Yingmei Xiaoge.

Wearing a long white cotton dress, with loose hair and undressed fragrance, she is carrying a bamboo basket to fold plum blossoms in the yard.

The plum blossoms are gorgeous and the courtyard is quiet. She is wearing a complicated white dress, the hem of which is dragging to the ground, and a bamboo basket is hung on her snow-white wrist. In the basket are clusters of folded plum blossoms. She raises her other arm to climb the branches.

Plum blossoms and beautiful women complement each other.

The maids in the yard watched this scene, enjoying themselves. Now the lady is becoming more and more indifferent, practicing dancing, tuning the piano, admiring plums, and doing some elegant things every day.

Dachawei also hardly showed up, or he would go out for a drink and then leave the guests behind. Instead of being angry, the guests became more and more enthusiastic.

Gradually, seeing the Floating Fragrant Oiran now is worth men's bragging for days.

Following the "Dark Fragrance Floating Moon Dusk", there is another poem that is not small: the beauty rolls the beaded curtain, sits deeply and frowns

After the propaganda of Jiaofang Division, an allusion was made up for this poem:

The talented Master Xu made Fuxiang's wife cry, and in order to make her happy, he ran around in a hurry. In the end, I drank three cups of spirits in a row, and through the wine, my thoughts flowed, and this poem was born.

Simple poems have no soul, and after having allusions and stories, they immediately become fond of talking about them.

Many scholars believe it to be true, thinking that Fuxiang is a talented woman. If you get in touch with her more, you may be able to write poems handed down like Xu Qi'an, which will last forever.

The big Feng version is hyped and sold!

However, since Mr. Xu left Beijing, the lady often sighed and sighed. Every three days, she sent someone to inquire about the news and asked if Mr. Xu had returned to Beijing.

At this time, the young man guarding the gate ran in, holding a letter in his hand, and waved it from a distance:

"Miss Fuxiang, there is a letter from Qingzhou, sent by Master Xu."

Xu Qi'an didn't dare to sign the envelopes sent to the princesses, but he didn't have to worry about sending letters to Fuxiang and his family.

Fu Xiang, who was quite interested at first, was stunned for a moment, and then she threw away the bamboo basket in a great reaction, and she didn't want the plum blossoms. She held up her skirt and ran to meet her, and she didn't want the maid to send a message.

She snatched the envelope from the servant, her eyes sparkling, like a little girl who suddenly received a gift and was immersed in unexpected joy.

Xu Lang actually sent me a letter to Fuxiang, and the joy in her heart was bursting, because she realized that she still had some status in that man's heart, and it was not just a matter of acting on the spot.

This realization made her feel dizzy and dizzy.

"Lady" the servant girl reminded in a low voice, the smile on the lady's face was too silly.

Fuxiang ignored her at all, with the skirt in one hand and the letter in the other, she quickly went back to the bedroom, closed the door, opened it impatiently, walked to the bed while watching, and sat on the edge of the bed.

She pursed her pink lips and read word by word. Because the letter was not long, she was afraid that if she read it too quickly, it would be gone.

Seeing that Xu Qi'an didn't go to the Jiaofang Division in Qingzhou, Fuxiang was inexplicably happy. When he saw that he said he missed him, he had to remember to get a manicure. Fuxiang was stunned for a while before she realized it.

"Pooh!"

Fu Xiang blushed and spat, hugged the letter to her chest like a baby, went to the bed, closed her eyes, and her plump mouth curled up in a pleasant arc.

Si Tianjian received the letter a little late, just in time for dinner, and Chu Caiwei, who wanted to be promoted to an alchemist, felt that she had used up all her hard work for the next year.

I will start to be a salted fish next year, and try to be promoted to the next rank in a few years, anyway, I won't be so tired.

The rounded oval face has been reduced a bit, and the chin has become sharper.

She was sitting in the dining hall, having dinner with her seniors, but before eating, Chu Caiwei planned to read the letter that Xu Ningyan sent her.

She was a little happy.

"There is a delicacy in Yuzhou called ham with yellow sprouts. Ham is a unique delicacy in the south, and it is hard to find in the north.

"There are countless delicacies in Qingzhou, let me try them all"

Looking at it, Chu Caiwei opened her eyes wide and swallowed tons of saliva. After reading this letter, Si Tianjian's ordinary meals suddenly became unsavory.

It was hard to swallow.

"Damn Xu Ningyan" Chu Caiwei slapped the table and got up, and walked out angrily.

"Where is Junior Sister Caiwei going?"

"I'm going to Qingzhou, and Yuzhou!"

"ah?"

"Go to the restaurant, I don't want to eat Si Tianjian's food, it sucks!"

Before dusk, Xu Lingyue brought Xiao Douding back home from the school hall, followed by two sturdy servants.

The aunt, who was wearing a deep red robe and a pleated skirt, was holding the scissors, trimming the potted plants in the hall.

Aunt is very boring as a housewife. The children have just grown up and have never married a wife, so there is no evil wife waiting for her to fight.

In addition, the people in Xu's house are not busy, unlike those houses with bells and lanterns, there are a group of people inside and outside, and the burden of managing the house is not heavy for the aunt.

Drink tea every day, water the flowers, and go shopping with the servants of the family.

As far as the inner city is concerned, it is more prosperous and safer than the outer city. She doesn't have to be afraid of encountering bullies when she walks on the street. Because there are watchmen patrolling in the inner city, there are five guards in the capital, and there are arresters from the government office.

She is already old, and when she goes to the street, there are still men staring at her in disbelief, which is really annoying.

Xu Lingyue entered the living room, and saw her mother's bent and trimmed back, with a small waist and a slender waist, and a round and plump full moon under the loose skirt.

She is a little envious.

"Mother, I'm back." Xu Lingyin had a small cloth bag hanging around her neck, and as she ran wildly, the cloth bag swayed.

She was so unstable that she bumped into her aunt's buttocks.

"What the hell." My aunt turned around and cursed.

After reprimanding the younger daughter, she looked at the eldest daughter: "How is Lingyin doing in the school?"

Xiao Douding went to school, which was the request Xu Erlang made when he came home last time. There is absolutely no intention of venting dissatisfaction, it is purely that I don't want to see the younger sister neglect her studies.

So Uncle Xu asked someone to find a well-known private school in the inner city. The husband is an old scholar and is very good at academics. Juren will not teach children enlightenment.

Even if it is a scholar, teaching children to be enlightened is already a sledgehammer, but there is no way, the parents give too much.

The children who went to school with Xu Lingyin were not from ordinary families.

Xu Lingyue glanced at her heartless sister, sighed, and said softly:

"My husband said that when she was reading, she was always the loudest and most serious. But after she finished reading, she forgot that today she finally recited three lines of the Three Character Classic, and she was so happy that she almost burst into tears."

The aunt felt so ashamed, and poked the young girl's forehead with her finger: "Idiot, you have to use your brain when reading. Don't go in the left ear and out the right ear."

"I'm not stupid, no no no no." Xu Lingyin protested loudly.

"You're an idiot."

"Mother is the idiot, because I was born by a mother." Xiao Douding challenged her.

"" Auntie was speechless, she carried her and slapped her butt a few times. The thick-skinned Xu Lingyin was not afraid at all, and insisted on proving that she was not an idiot.

The aunt sighed, not intending to argue with the young girl, except for screaming at herself in anger, it had no effect at all.

"Your elder brother sent some letters back and put them on the table. Lingyue, go and have a look." My aunt can't read.

Xu Lingyue's eyes lit up, she walked to the table excitedly, picked up the letter and glanced at it. The three letters were addressed to herself, her father, and her mother.

"Mom, brother also sent it to you."

The aunt was taken aback, surprise flashed across her moist eyes, and she thought that this unlucky nephew was still thinking about his mother.

"I'll read, I'll read." Xiao Douding felt that after going to school for a few days, she was already a scholar, and the burden of reading letters should be handed over to her.

Xu Lingyue gave her a funny look, handed over the letter addressed to her father, opened it and sent it to herself.

Xiao Douding received the letter, and immediately raised his eyebrows: "It's really amazing, brother can write so many characters. Brother's handwriting is better than mine."

"Nonsense, do you want to read it?" My aunt sat on the chair.

"At the beginning of human beings, nature is good. Sex is similar," she finished reading.

"Is this a letter? Is this a letter from your elder brother?" My aunt was angry.

"This is the letter. I have read it out." Xiao Douding flapped his arms like wings to increase his persuasiveness.

"You can only read these three sentences."

At this time, Xu Lingyue had already read the letter her elder brother wrote to her, so she put away the shriveled petal and planned to put it in a sachet for storage.

Xu Lingyue's delicate melon-seeded face was full of smiles, and then she opened the letter sent to her aunt: "Mom, I'll read you the letter from elder brother."

My aunt immediately changed to a lazy sitting position, and nodded reservedly: "Yeah."

"Please take care of Lingyin, it's over!" Xu Lingyue forced a smile in embarrassment, "Brother wrote a letter that was concise and detailed."

"He wrote the letter on purpose to anger me." My aunt shouted, turning her face away angrily.

Xu Qi'an, Song Tingfeng, and Zhu Guangxiao changed into casual clothes and only brought sabers. He left the post station before the curfew and came to the vicinity of Huang Bo Street.

They ordered a table of meals in a small restaurant facing the street, and drank while waiting for the sunset. Xu Qi'an held chopsticks in his mouth and held a wine glass in his hand, watching the pedestrians on the street become less and less, and the sky gradually darkened.

The last twilight disappeared in the west, and he put the wine glass on the table, "Little Er, pay the bill."

Song Tingfeng watched him take out broken silver to settle the bill, left the restaurant, and walked towards Huang Bo Street, he wondered: "Ning Yan, where did you get so much silver? I have never seen you use copper coins."

The currency unit of copper coins is not worthy of me, the son of luck. Xu Qi'an said: "You don't care about me."

"No, I think you are familiar with the piece of broken silver just now. It was missing a dime. I lost three coins yesterday, and it was also missing a dime. It seems to be my silver?" Song Tingfeng said uncertainly.

"Be confident, remove the "as if", then it's your money." Xu Qi'an patted him on the shoulder: "I picked it up at the door of your room."

"You motherfucker, return the silver to me." Song Tingfeng chased him and beat him.

Soon, they came to Huang Bo Street, one of the famous black markets in Baidi City. Unlike the outside of the street, this place was not cold and bustling with people.

However, they all wear hoods or masks, so they don't show their true colors.

The three of them put on black robes and hoods, hid their sabers in the robes, and entered Huangbo Street.

A strong bloody smell came out, and the shops on both sides were all selling dog meat. There were live dogs tied up, cooked meat, and raw meat.

"I haven't eaten dog meat for many years." Xu Qi'an was a little moved.

After the work is done, I will buy a few catties of dog meat and go back to the post station. In the cold winter, eating dog meat around a hot pot is a great joy in life.

Soon, they found Ding No. 15 shop according to the house number of the shop. From the outside, it looked like a shop selling raw dog meat, but the three people with sharp eyes and ears moved their ears at the same time, and heard the voices of Yingying and Yanyan coming from the shop.

This is indeed a shop selling dog meat.