Wishful Things

"Girl, tomorrow is the son's birthday..."

Ah Kui said in a low voice: "Young Master must have been testing whether you take his birthday to heart."

Fortunately, she reads a lot of notebooks, and her mind is not slow.

"Tomorrow's birthday?"

Xu Mingyi's feet froze, his eyes changed.

"Yeah, have you forgotten—on Young Master's birthday last year, Mr. Yao made a divination on behalf of Young Master, saying that next year's birthday should not be extravagantly arranged, so this year there has been no movement in the mansion, and the servants have just been watching Young Master. Only after I reacted did I realize that tomorrow is tomorrow.”

Xu Mingyi's heart trembled slightly.

It's really not advisable to do it arbitrarily...

Although she was a bit careless about this and couldn't remember the exact date of Mingshi's birthday, she clearly remembered that a big event happened in the palace on the day of Mingshi's birthday this year.

Xu Mingyi subconsciously glanced at the clear sky above his head.

Today is still very sunny, but tomorrow will be thunderstorm weather.

And there was a thunderbolt, it was not known what kind of coincidence it was, it struck steadily on the top of the palace, and most of the Fengtian Palace that had just been repaired was burned down by this thunderstorm.

Since ancient times, natural disasters have been regarded as warnings from the heavens, and the lightning strike of Fengtian Temple is a top priority, and all kinds of rumors have been secretly raised for a while.

Even though Emperor Qingming tried his best to suppress the rumors that were unfavorable to him, the facts later proved that this matter was always remembered by the world-a few years later, the world was in turmoil, and this old matter was brought up again among the people. Emperor Qingming was completely crowned with the reputation of being a tyrant who was unkind and unworthy of virtue, so the heavens did not protect him and everyone punished him.

Although most of the natural disasters were just coincidences, and the imperial palace was struck by lightning, and the previous dynasty had such unlucky precedents, it is hard to disagree with this interpretation of Emperor Qingming's benevolence.

At least for now, Xu Ming thought it was true.

"Girl, when we come back later, shall we give the young master a birthday present?" Ah Kui said from the side.

Xu Mingyi nodded.

This is natural.

Business has to be done, and of course the children have to be coaxed.

Of course, the more important thing is that there is really no way to explain without preparing a gift.

Zhu Xiu has prepared the carriage and is waiting at the back door.

As soon as Xu Mingyi got into the carriage with Ah Kui, a black shadow came in after him.

Aoi was stunned.

Aren't birds supposed to be flying? What's the matter with following them in a carriage so confidently?

Xu Mingyi sighed silently.

Sure enough, the older she got, the lazier she became. She was still the lazy bird she knew that could nest but not stand, and could rest without flying.

But this kind of lazy arrogance must not be encouraged.

Xu Mingyi mercilessly threw Big Bird out.

The big bird quickly retreated to the seat and sat on the seat with Zhu Xiu who was driving the chariot.

Zhu Xiu hesitated for a moment, but did not push the bird down.

It's not that he couldn't bear it, but he was worried that the other party would come back again and sit on the roof of their cars.

And a vulture squatting on the roof of the carriage...

That picture may not be too eye-catching, and it does not meet the original intention of his girl to travel in a low-key way to avoid people's eyes and ears.

Thinking in this way, Zhu Xiu moved in the direction of the big bird again, blocking the bird behind him.

But it can only be roughly blocked, after all, this bird is not a small and exquisite object.

In Chengnan Alley, in Xuesheng Tea House, a young man in white robe sat on the second floor by the window, and looked downstairs from time to time.

The buddy who came to change the tea saw that his young master was looking out of the window again, and he couldn't help but secretly sighed in his heart - this is still the cold and quiet young man of his family when he first arrived in the capital, right now this is just a big white goose Well.

If the son came here every day to wait for Miss Xu, he would have to stretch his neck.

Faintly aware of the strange look in the waiter's eyes, Wu Chao turned his eyes away, frowned slightly and asked, "Is this street always so deserted even in the morning?"

The clerk hurriedly responded: "Master Hui, yes."

As we all know, when the masters chose this land, didn't they just think that it was deserted enough?

It doesn't make sense that the young master seems to be worried about the poor business of the teahouse.

When will a son who is so used to duplicity marry a daughter-in-law?

The guy suddenly felt a little worried.

The son's lifelong event is not only the heart disease of the prince, the son and the wife of the son, but also their concern.

At this time, there was a sound of carriages and horses outside the building.

Wu Chao didn't look at it again, but he didn't know what was going on, his eyes could control it, but his ears couldn't control it, and he always wanted to pay attention to the movement outside the building.

Soon there was the sound of someone going upstairs.

Wu Chao turned his head to look.

A girl in an ordinary white shirt and yellow skirt appeared in front of her eyes, as if a cluster of winter jasmine flowers blooming in the morning, fresh and pleasing to the eye.

She walked faster than ordinary ladies, but she didn't give off a sense of haste.

Wu Chao's eyes lingered for a moment on the servant girl following the girl.

This is not the maid that Miss Xu usually takes out, and hearing the footsteps, it seems that she doesn't know kung fu.

What does a maid who doesn't know kung fu bring out?

The boy thought with some worry.

"Mr. Wu."

Xu Mingyi sat down across from him, his demeanor and movements revealing a trace of familiarity.

"Miss Xu, has there been any progress in the past two days?" Wu Chao didn't beat around the bush, the two of them always communicated directly and clearly.

"I went to see Ms. Xu last night, and learned about Xia Han's weaknesses, as well as an old incident worth investigating—"

Xu Mingyi picked out the important ones from the conversation he had with Xu Ying last night and told him.

Wu Chao nodded in thought.

Just as he was about to say something, a figure walked up to the second floor.

"Young master."

Xiao Qi saluted Wu Chao, then looked at Xu Mingyi, raised her hand and said with a smile, "Miss Xu."

Wu Chao frowned slightly.

As a hidden guard, shouldn't he be calm and steady? What is the proper way to smile?

Seeing the girl smiling and nodding to Xiao Qi, Wu Chao only felt it was extremely unpleasant, and asked Xiao Qi with a cold expression, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Qi lowered her head and replied: "The second youngest mistress of the Xia family, Mrs. Lu, was a little strange this morning. This person went out early in the morning. The carriage seemed to be heading towards Lu's mansion, but turned around halfway and went out of the city to Qingyang. View."

"Qingyang temple?"

Wu Chao's eyes moved.

First go to the direction of Lu Mansion and then go out of the city to go to the Taoist temple. It can be seen that most of them are covering up the trip to the Taoist temple under the guise of going back to her mother's house to visit.

"Besides, the carriage stopped at the back door path of Qingyang Temple. Mrs. Lu didn't get out of the carriage, but a maid wearing a veiled hat entered the temple." Xiao Qi said again.

Wu Chao and Xu Mingyi, who also sensed something was wrong, looked at each other for a moment, and then confessed: "People must find out the purpose of Mrs. Lu's trip today, and report back as soon as they have the news."

Xiaoqi agreed and went immediately.

"Mrs. Lu just met Miss Xu yesterday, and this trip may be related to Xu Su's matter." Xu Mingyi said seriously.

good morning~

(Rolling for a monthly pass)