Yang Yucheng said respectfully: "Miss Fu is in charge of the order!"

"Didn't Mr. Yang book a yard at Xisheng Inn?" Fu Tingjun looked at Yang Yucheng with a smile, "Please ask Mr. Yang and your Sanfu, brother Shizhu, why not stay at Xisheng Inn!"

"What?" Yang Yucheng looked at Fu Tingyun in surprise.

Fu Tingyun nodded and asked him: "Why did Mr. Yang think that Mo Yi would put Master Jiu in danger?"

Yang Yucheng frowned slightly: "Of course, Master Jiu saw something he shouldn't have seen and was unwilling to defect to that Master Sixteenth."

"If Master Jiu defected to Master Sixteen, wouldn't there be no danger?" Fu Tingjun smiled.

Yang Yucheng didn't say anything, frowned even more, obviously disagreed with Fu Tingyun's words.

"I heard Ah Sen say that you were going to Jiangnan. Although I don't know why you were going to Jiangnan, it must be the wish of Jiu Ye. If you defect to the Sixteenth Master and Jiangnan, you all believe that Jiu Ye will definitely choose to go to Jiangnan. Therefore, I feel that there is a death between Jiu Ye and Sixteenth Master." Fu Tingyun said seriously, "So I want to invite you to live and stay with Jiu Ye, and let Jiu Ye know that you are willing to live and die with him." She said, sighing, "Jiu Ye is a person who values ​​love and righteousness. He can do not want his own life, but he will not want his brother's life. This is also a way out. Only in this way can Jiu Ye change his mind." Then he smiled, "I think you are not afraid of death, and you will not be afraid to face Mo Yi and others with Jiu Ye?"

"I understand what Miss Fu means." Yang Yucheng said, "I have thought about moving to the inn." He hesitated a little, "But if Master Jiu... wouldn't he have no chance to escape?" He looked worried about gains and losses.

This is what is called caring will cause chaos!

They were used to following Zhao Lingyan's advice. Zhao Ling objected slightly. Yang Yucheng knew that there was another possibility, but he was just unsure.

"Can you hide in the dark and help Master Jiu get out of trouble? I don't know!" Fu Tingyun said, "Instead of this, it's better to stay in Xisheng Inn directly and ask Master Jiu to change his mind. If Master Jiu doesn't agree, you will take the famous post of Master Sixteen to vote for Master Shaanxi to Wu Xin, the governor of the Shaanxi Metropolitan Department." Her tone was firm and determined, "No matter whether you impress Master Jiu with brotherly feelings or force Master Jiu to surrender to Master Sixteen, you must let Master Jiu change his mind. It's better than if you secretly help Master Jiu get out of trouble, Master Jiu faces the pursuit of Master Yingchuan and others and wait for them to be wanted on false charges. Moreover, if you sell private salt, there is no need to fabricate the crime of "False"!"

"This..." Yang Yucheng heard sweat on his forehead.

He probably never thought of forcing Zhao Ling to change his mind!

Fu Tingyun thought, and said, "The ancients said that Ayi Qu follows and is unfair to his relatives. This is because of unfilial piety. Even parents are like this, let alone Jiu Ye."

Yang Yucheng's expression was awkward.

"You are afraid that Master Jiu will blame me!" Fu Tingyun sighed softly, "If Master Jiu blames me, Master Yang will just say it is my idea." She said, lowering her eyes, "Let Master Jiu blame me."

Yang Yucheng looked at Fu Tingyun's pale and helpless face and was slightly moved.

He took a deep breath: "Okay!" he said resolutely, "Then we will move to Xisheng Inn."

Fu Tingyun raised her head and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

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The crescent moon is curved like a bow, hanging quietly in the blue-gray sky, with a few stars in the distance.

Zhao Ling opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly. In the darkness, he looked at the shadow of the tiptoe cat gently flipping through things in his room.

"What are you looking for?" He suddenly made a sound, his voice calm and calm, echoing in the wing room where the needle could be heard.

The figure suddenly froze there like a silhouette.

The wing room suddenly lit up.

The star anise oil lamp suddenly lit up on the big round table in the middle of the house, shining on a beautiful face.

Asen's face turned red and he murmured: "I, I... am Miss Fu... No, it was Brother Yucheng... who asked me to come..." He didn't know what he was talking about for a long time.

Yang Yucheng has been living in for three days. Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, they have not made any progress. Fu Tingyun had to let Asen come over: "The family reunites on the Mid-Autumn Festival. They might choose to do it before this, so that they can have a comfortable holiday. They must get famous posts before this." However, since Zhao Ling left, he lay on the bed every day, and Yang Yucheng had no chance to start. Thinking of Asen, he was small and had been serving Zhao Ling closely, and was very familiar with Zhao Ling's things. He rushed him and put some calm things in Zhao Ling's medicine. He took advantage of the night to ask Asen to come to find famous posts.

Zhao Ling took out something from the pillow and showed it to Asen: "Are you looking for something outside?"

Under the dim light, the famous red gold stamping stickers shine brightly and shine with golden light.

"I, I..." He stuttered and knelt in front of Zhao Ling, "Jiu Master..." Tears fell down, and he lowered his head with shame and shame, and he didn't dare to look at Zhao Ling.

"Go and call Yucheng!" Zhao Ling ordered Asen.

"Yes!" Asen looked like eggplant beaten with frost, he lowered his head and went out.

Zhao Ling breathed a long sigh, looked at the beam above his head, and laughed silently as if he had thought of something funny.

The footsteps at the door lingered.

Zhao Ling lowered his smile and said, "Come in!" His voice was calm and indifferent, but it made Yang Yu feel frightened.

"Yes!" Yang Yucheng walked in with a coward.

Zhao Ling stood up and leaned against the head of the bed.

The famous posts with red gold stamping were thrown randomly by the bed, but Yang Yucheng didn't dare to take a look.

"I've grown older, I've gained more knowledge and have a longer idea." Zhao Ling looked at him and said lightly, "I've been stealing everything into my house."

Yang Yucheng's legs looked like sieve crumbs, and forced a smile that was even worse than crying: "Aren't I doing this for the sake of Master Jiu? I can't be the civil servant who advised him to die, and he was injustice!"

What do you know?

Zhao Ling muttered in his heart, but the expression on his face was faint: "You can pack up your things and Sanfu early tomorrow morning, Shizhu goes to Yangliu Lane!"

"Master Jiu!" Yang Yucheng's face turned pale.

Wouldn't it be a waste to go back like this?

"This is Xi'an Prefecture, the Shaanxi Provincial Administration Office, the location of the commander-in-chief office," Zhao Ling said indifferently in his tone. "It is not that easy for Mo Yi and the others to do it, regardless of the three departments, and the Censorate. Not to mention anything else, I can still do it in the house." He said, "I have to compare shopping for things, and I don't compare them. How can they know how much we are worth!"

"Master Jiu!" Yang Yucheng looked at Zhao Ling in shock.

"Okay, go to bed!" Zhao Ling said, "It's the third update in the middle of the night, and it's not enough to make people feel at ease." As he said, he lay down, "By the way, go and get me a Longquan sword." Then he muttered, "I've just recovered half of my skills now, so it's better not to move my true power."

Yang Yucheng came to his senses only then.

"Jiu Master, are you saying true?" He looked surprised, "I, I heard it right!"

Zhao Ling closed his eyes.

Yang Yucheng jumped up with a foolish smile: "I, I'll get a Dragon Quan Sword for Master Jiu." Then he ran out in a flash.

Asen poked his head at the door.

Zhao Ling waved to him: "You go back and say to Miss Fu, let her stay there for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and don't think about everything all day!"

Asen had been eavesdropping outside, and Zhao Ling did not avoid him. He knew what was happening in the house. His face was flushed, his eyes were bright, and his excitement was beyond words. He happily replied "Yes": "I'll tell Miss Fu now!" He turned around and was about to leave.

"Come back!" Zhao Ling said sternly, "When is this, what are you running around."

At this time, there was a curfew in the city.

Asen came back and looked at Zhao Ling with a silly smile. The words that could not be said between his eyebrows made Zhao Ling smile a little. Asen was even more courageous. He lay on the edge of Zhao Ling's bed and said, "Ms. Fu is worried these days. Although he talks and laughs with Mrs. Lu every day, he turns around and frowns. He eats very little and loses weight. Once, I saw her secretly lying on the bed crying. If I go back and tell Miss Fu, she will definitely be very happy."

"What's life and death!" Zhao Ling scolded him gently, and his smiley eyes were as bright as stars under the light, "Who did you learn this from? Miss Fu?"

"No, no." Asen waved his hands repeatedly. Thanks to Miss Fu for the matter of Jiu Master this time, Jiu Master must be very unhappy and he can't make Jiu Master angry anymore. "I said the wrong thing myself!"

Zhao Ling looked at him and said lukewarmly: "It seems that not only Yucheng obeys her, but you are also very protective of her!" There was an inexplicable look in her black eyes.

Asen was stunned.

Zhao Ling closed his eyes again.

Asen didn't dare to move. After listening to Zhao Ling's breathing becoming long and even, he stepped back and carefully closed the door.

Although it sounded lightly in the yard, Zhao Ling's ears were like drums and the sound of footsteps running away.

He smiled slightly.

The little guy still couldn't help but go to report the message to Miss Fu Jiajiu.

I don’t know what expression she would look like when she heard that she had changed her mind!

Zhao Ling suddenly wanted to see it.

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"Really, really, really!" Fu Tingyun turned around the room excitedly, "Justice Jiu really said that?" His smile on his face couldn't help but burst out tears.

"Yeah!" Asen was also overjoyed and nodded heavily, "Brother Yucheng has already gone to help Master Jiu get the Longquan Sword!"

"I want to do it, I want to do it!" Fu Tingyun said, "Is that Longquan sword good? Is there any other better sword? If you want to do it well, you must first sharpen your tools. This is not careless. Otherwise, let Zheng San follow Mr. Yang to run errands - Zheng San is very familiar with Xi'an Mansion." After saying that, the man suddenly stood still and looked confused, "No, why did Master Jiu change his mind so quickly? Is what he said true or false? Could it be to fool us?"

"No, no!" Asen looked at Fu Tingyun in shock, "Why did Master Jiu fool us!"

Fu Tingyun pulled Asen to sit down: "Then tell me why Master Jiu went to Jiangnan?"

She looked at Asen with a smile, a trace of cunning flashed in her eyes.

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