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After giving Zhang Liu instructions, he patted his shoulder again. Zhang Zhengdao also told him: "Do it secretly and don't let anyone know."

Zhang Liu nodded excitedly.

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhang Zhengdao said: "Get your horses ready and go home."

Zhang Liu asked in confusion: "Master, won't you sleep here tonight?"

Zhang Zhengdao shook his head and said: "My father is still lying on the hospital bed. He has to go home and have a look. Besides, if he stays here to sleep, where do you think I will sleep?"

Zhang Liujian laughed, pointed to the side rooms on both sides, and said: "The officials will sleep wherever they want."

"Get out of here, do you want your high-ranking officials to die young?" Zhang Zhengdao kicked the bastard in the leg and shouted: "Get your horses ready and go home."

Zhang Liu put away the pile of clothes on the desk and stored them in an empty room, then took out a lantern, led Zhang Zhengdao out, led out his white horse tied in the yard, and then called Zhang

Xichun asked her to lock the courtyard door, and then they left.

Zhang Xichun locked the courtyard door with a disappointed look on his face. Before he could return to his room, he heard several door knocks. The other five women all stuck their heads out, looked at each other, and then all said coldly "Humph"

With a "pop" sound, the door was closed tightly, and the lamp was turned off.

Zhang Xichun was happy, and returned to his room with cheerful steps. Without turning off the lights, he lay on the bed, thinking about the dance taught by Zhang Zhengdao in the afternoon, and fell asleep in a daze.

But it was said that Zhang Zhengdao was riding on a horse, and Zhang Liu was holding a lantern and leading the horse's head towards Zhang Da's house.

On the long street of Qinghe County, there are still people bombing the street.

"These people don't sleep at night and wander around. Aren't you sleepy?" Zhang Zhengdao yawned. He was really tired today. In the afternoon, he took his invited mother Li to teach the six sisters.

I danced, but I was almost mad to death.

These six girls can dance, and their waists are also soft, but they don't coordinate well. They can't practice a simple combination dance, and Zhang Zhengdao is so angry that he wants to slap her.

But as soon as I saw their big, innocent eyes, I had to give up and teach them how to dance by moving their bodies over and over again.

In a daze, I heard Zhang Liu calling: "Official, we're home."

Zhang Zhengdao got off his horse and entered the open courtyard door. He first visited Zhang Dahu, who was already sleeping, and then walked into his own courtyard.

Zhang Liu did not follow him, but sent the horse back to the stable, returned to the yard where the servants lived, and rested on his own.

Zhang Zhengdao yawned, squinted his eyes, and entered the room, but after just one glance, his sleepiness disappeared instantly.

In his bedroom, the lights were brightly lit, and two figures were sitting in the room, one sitting at the Eight Immortals table, and the other sitting at the head of his bed.

"Oh! I can't live this life!"

Zhang Zhengdao felt that his head started to hurt again.

Pan Jinlian, who was sitting on the bedside, saw Zhang Zhengdao push the door open and come in, with a smile on his face as cold as ice. She jumped up and ran to Zhang Zhengdao's side, hugged his arm, and said loudly: "Da Lang, you are back.

Are you hungry? I will make you a bowl of porridge. Do you want to wash up? I will fetch water for you."

She just kept talking, but she didn't move. She only raised her eyebrows and stared at the woman sitting on the stool.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Zhengdao patted Pan Jinlian's hand and asked the woman.

"The officials haven't been to the slave's house for a few days, so the slave's family came to see you." Dong Jin'er said calmly.

"Do you have a problem with me?" Zhang Zhengdao sat across from her.

Pan Jinlian followed her step by step and stood behind her, staring eagerly.

Dong Jin'er was silent. She didn't know why she came today, and she didn't know what to say when she came.

After a while, she took out a piece of paper from her arms, spread it flat on the table, and asked seriously: "Is this really written by an official?"

Zhang Zhengdao looked at the poem he had written and said with a wry smile: "Of course I wrote it. Look at the words, how strong and powerful they are, and look at the smeared areas, how free and unrestrained."

Pan Jinlian glanced down and almost laughed out loud. Why was the writing on this paper so ugly? It felt like insects crawling on it, crooked and swaying here and there.

Dong Jin'er folded it, put it away close to his body, and said, "Official, can you write another poem for the slave family?"

Zhang Zhengdao looked at her serious look and patted his forehead. This woman was really crazy. He stretched out his hand and touched Dong Jin'er's forehead. She didn't have a fever.

Dong Jin'er did not dodge. If this happened before, she would have slapped Zhang Zhengdao's dirty hands away.

"Is it possible?" Dong Jin'er asked again.

Zhang Zhengdao had no choice but to say to Pan Jinlian behind him who was exuding jealousy: "Go get pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

Pan Jinlian left angrily.

"When did you arrive?" Zhang Zhengdao asked.

Dong Jin'er looked at him with bright eyes and said calmly: "Morning."

"Waiting for a day?" Zhang Zhengdao asked again.

Dong Jin'er did not answer.

"Have you eaten?" Zhang Zhengdao asked again.

"I've eaten. Sister Jinlian made it." Dong Jin'er said.

Zhang Zhengdao smiled and said: "That's good. If you have anything to do in the future, you can go to the Lion Building to find me, which is at the intersection of Zishi Street and Qinghe Street."

Dong Jin'er nodded.

After a while, Pan Jinlian came back with pen, ink, paper and inkstone and put it on the table.

Dong Jin'er stood up and personally studied ink for Zhang Zhengdao.

Zhang Zhengdao closed his eyes and thought about what to write. This woman is really illiterate.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Zhengdao opened his eyes, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and started writing on the spread paper.

"The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night. Even more, it blows down, and the stars are like rain. BMW carvings and carriages fill the road with fragrance. The sound of phoenix and flute moves, the light of jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night."

Zhang Zhengdao writes a word, and Dong Jin'er reads a word.

"The moth is like a golden thread in the snow and willows. His laughter is full of fragrance. The crowd has searched for him thousands of times. Suddenly I look back, but that person is there, in the dimly lit place."

Dong Jin'er was stunned again.

Zhang Zhengdao finished writing the title "Qingyu Case" and shamelessly wrote his name on the back.

Pan Jinlian was also stunned. Dalang can also write poems? But why is this word so ugly?

Dong Jin'er waited for the ink on the paper to dry, then quickly picked it up, came to the light of the candle, and read it several times again.

Zhang Zhengdao told Pan Jinlian, "Go and get a basin of water for the officials. I have been busy all day and I am very tired."

Pan Jinlian went and prepared the toiletries for him. Zhang Zhengdao ignored them and washed himself and prepared for bed. He was very sleepy at the moment.

But Dong Jin'er was stunned and stood there motionless.

"The crowd has been searching for him for thousands of times. When I suddenly looked back, there was that person, in the dimly lit place." Dong Jin'er was still reciting silently, this sentence, like a sharp blade, piercing her heart.

"Oh, I'm tired, it's time to sleep." Zhang Zhengdao wiped his face and threw away the towel.

Dong Jin'er came to his senses, put the paper away close to his body, and said to Zhang Zhengdao: "The slave family has gone back."

After saying that, we have to go out.

Zhang Zhengdao stopped her, frowned and said: "It's so late, how can we leave? Let's stay here."

Although Pan Jinlian was jealous, she was kind-hearted and said: "Sister Dong, it's late at night and you are alone. What should you do if you encounter a bad person?"

However, Zhang Zhengdao picked up Dong Jin'er sideways, ignored her struggle, and threw her on the bed. Then he shouted to the stunned Pan Jinlian: "What are you doing standing there, blow the lamp, and you come and serve me."