She went down to the corridor and made a signal. The old lady who was sweeping the floor was a hidden stakeholder. She took the signal, dropped the broom and quickly went to the second door to inform Qin Meng.
She followed Wenxue silently and watched her leave the main room with a hairpin on her sleeves. She saw that she was going to find her accomplices. She thought that she should bring a long sword, but she borrowed it from Mother Chen last time.
The small dagger is barely enough.
When Chen’s mother heard that she practiced both Biying and Netherworld, she advised, “Be cautious.”
She understood it, and Mother Chen must have guessed that she might only have the power of a sword. Once it was seen that she was like a fish on the anvil in front of a master, she smiled slightly and was inexplicably excited. The more dangerous it was, the more she became like this.
Touching the hidden sword and staring at Wenxue's figure, Cao Xiwan saw that the direction Wenxue was going seemed to be towards the bamboo garden where Master Wufang was. She vaguely remembered that Master Wufang practiced Taoism and would invite monks from the Taoist temple from time to time.
A famous Taoist priest came and set up an altar to give lectures.
In fact, it is not a belief at all. Is it an excuse to invite Taoist priests to give lectures to facilitate the access of spies?
If she can indeed use the power of a sword, she believes that Zhan Baidao will definitely die under her sword. Does he really dare to hide in the Nankang Hou Mansion?
Seeing that, Wenxue stopped in a dense green forest. In front of her was the five-bedroom bamboo garden. She seemed to be waiting for someone?
Cao Xiwan waited patiently.
On the bamboo path, a figure of a Taoist priest in blue robe seemed to be walking. Her pupils were slightly narrowed. She looked at that figure and it looked very familiar. Why did it look so familiar... Was it the person who died under her sword before?
She was squatting on the edge of the bamboo forest. At this time, she slowly pulled out her hidden sword, and then a figure suddenly pressed on her back:
"Cao...Sister Cao."
Wenxue from the front heard the noise and was startled: "Who?"
With this sound, the figure of the Taoist priest on the way also disappeared.
Cao Xiwan, who was exposed, turned his head speechlessly and looked at Lou Xiliu.
"Help, save me." Lou Xiliu's face turned blue and his whole body was twitching, "I...I..."
"Just go crazy and you'll be fine." She comforted. The reason why she didn't give her a sword was entirely because she was too familiar with this condition. Xiliu was about to have an attack.
Fortunately, Qin Meng appeared, and he stopped Wenxue and seemed to be asking questions.
Cao Xiwan breathed a sigh of relief, Qin Meng was here. She was right not to ask Qin Meng rashly for Buddhist teachings. A master's Buddhist teachings must at least have treasures of equal value before he can mention the transaction.
Originally she was not afraid of being shameless, and she was good at being shameless. But when she was a cripple, Qin Meng agreed to marry her, and when she regained the power of a sword, he did not tell the Marquis. She also had to have a sense of restraint.
Slowly find out what his preferences are, and then prescribe the right medicine.
She worriedly looked at the trouble she had with Lou Xiliu: "Don't be afraid, just get used to it. This is how you practice. No one will laugh at you."
"I don't want to." She swallowed more. "If I'm not as good as Sister Cao, Mr. Hou will think I'm useless. My wife won't treat me as a sister. Shuangtian and the others said that you have recovered and are practicing two mental methods."
"...It's okay, just ignore them. You and Su Jintian are not very good."
She started crying: "Master, you didn't accept me as your apprentice at all. I know that both senior brothers have been trained by Zhengshe."
The Palace Master Xin Fu is the real disciple of Biying Palace. I have never seen that thing... I heard that he was sick, and I went to serve the medicine, but Uncle Qiao didn't let me enter the house at all, let alone touch it.
It’s the master’s medicine. But the senior brothers can…”
"It's okay. I'll scold Xiao Qiao for you. It's easy if you want to see the letter talisman. I'll find an opportunity to show you."
She was in a hurry to get rid of her. If Lou Xiliu went crazy, he would chase people with a knife. Wouldn't she be the first to bear the brunt?
Seeing Lou Xiliu fall down in the green forest, kneeling and panting, her hands still clutching the hem of her skirt, the girl looked up and cried pleadingly: "I don't want... let people know that I am useless...
"
She didn’t want to be chased by a lunatic! Cao Xiwan was so anxious that she suddenly thought: “Is there a reward?”
Lou Xiliu nodded desperately, while Cao Xiwan gritted his teeth and made a flurry of gestures, including seventeen or eight ecstasy gestures.
Xiliu felt faint and faint, and finally fell asleep with a porridge sound.
This is such a useful little trick. She was pleasantly surprised. She didn't expect that it would work as soon as she used it.
The Marquis of Nankang also knew that Cao Xiwan seemed to have recovered and was practicing both skills, but he just pretended not to know. He did not need to reuse her. He wanted to see Fushou Dan make Lou Xiliu the second Qingluo girl.
ghost.
"Master Hou."
"What's up?"
He also received a report from the company manager that Qin Meng had captured his wife's dowry girl Wenxue.
"Ask Snow?"
"Yes, Lord Marquis. It seems that Wenxue had a private meeting with the Taoist priest invited by Master Wu near the bamboo path in the East Garden. But the Taoist priest ran away."
When Song Chengming heard this, he knew that this so-called private meeting between men and women was made by Qin Meng, and the truth was that Wenxue had colluded with the spies, and the fifth brother had used Taoist priests as cover to lure the spies into the house.
"Xiaowan told him?"
"Yes, she informed Qin Baihu about the hidden stake in his wife's room."
"Go and ask. But Xiao Wan is too busy. Is she still delivering medicine to Su Jintian every day?"
When the second steward heard this, he knew that the Marquis knew what was going on with the Fifth Master. He had no intention of settling the score with the Fifth Master now. On the contrary, in the past few days, people in the Tang Palace had been saying that Su Jintian was timid and his swordsmanship was not as good as that of Yang Pingcui, who was enshrined in the palace. This
It was something that made the Marquis unhappy.
Song Chengming frowned: "He is still complaining about illness?"
"Yes, Lord Marquis." Manager Lian Er replied.
The Nanhe Baihu House. The house facing the river has a view of the Qinhuai River at night, which is unique in Jinruan.
The sound of waves and the sound of music could be faintly heard outside the window. Su Jintian slept for a while, then he heard a knock on the door and asked: "Xiao Qiao?"
"Brother."
Junior brother Xiao Qiao came in, quietly brought in a bowl of biyingying medicine on a red lacquer tray, and placed it on the ironwood four immortals table beside the bed.
"Medicine again?"
"Brother, the medicine bag is the same as yesterday. Madam Qing sent Mao Ergou to deliver it. He got it from Ma Liuer." Xiao Qiao smiled bitterly. He was a meticulous person and glanced at the bowl of medicine.
, explained, "The medicine is the same as the previous few days. I asked the doctor on the street. It is a common tonic that warriors take in spring."
Su Jintian took a look and saw that the outer cover was made of cowhide and her password was painted on it.
And only Qingluo and Biying knew the secret code: [Kill Yang Pingcui quickly, and you don’t have to pay me back after you kill him.]
Code, that's what it means.
Su Jintian didn't intend to pay attention to her. Did she make a small profit by betting on him? Chen Ming quietly came to inform.
Moreover, she didn't even give him a penny!
Su Jintian originally thought that money was like floating clouds in his eyes, and friends had the meaning of making money. He had always spent her money as his own, and he was naturally willing to do the same with his money. But when he heard the amount, he was worried. He wanted to
He hinted her to share a little bit, but it couldn't take away the face.
"She probably doesn't know, senior brother, you are injured." Xiao Qiao thought for a while.
Su Jintian, in fact, has been injured in the past six months. First, he suffered hidden injuries in order to break through the Biying sword technique. Then in the past half month, he accidentally encountered people from the Biying Palace on the outskirts of the capital, and finally managed to kill them and silence them.
They are two disciples of Sixth Master Uncle.
——Uncle Sixth Master must be near the capital. This is the reason why he does not want to act rashly and make a fight with Yang Pingcui.
"Senior brother, I went to look for someone." Xiao Qiao turned on the lamp, and the shadow of his senior brother was reflected on the thin tent. He whispered, "The young lady is in Chengfu Temple. It seems that she has a big sister who has been hired by herself.
The courtyard. It’s the guest courtyard that hasn’t been opened for several years.”
"...I expected that to be the case." Su Jintian mused. He urgently needed enough intelligence to find the hiding place of Sixth Master Uncle, but if he went to speak to her, she would continue to spit blood on his face.
He sat up halfway, with no expression on his face: "She spent too much time in Chengfu Temple. I've long sensed something was wrong. I just didn't take it seriously."
But Xiao Qiao felt cheated.
In the past, when Cao went to the temple at night, he would do menial work in the courtyard, sweeping the floor and wiping the Buddha statues. He felt that it was really hard. Qing Niangzi was really a strong, gentle and fragile woman who made people want to take care of her.
Unexpectedly, she secretly reserved the largest courtyard in the temple.
Xiao Qiao felt that the senior brother was too simplistic. The young lady must be in the yard to wear new clothes, have a male favorite, and have fun, right? Xiao Qiao couldn't help but believe such rumors. But he knew that this was the young lady.
The news I sold was sold at a huge price.
The reputation of the Qingluo female ghost also grew in such a clamor. Perhaps it was because that year, the Marquis of Nankang asked her about their marriage for the first time and wanted to give her the status of a good family son. She declined. Not long after, Qingluo ghost
Rumors spread that Luo Nvgui was a drunkard and a lover of men.
Xiao Qiao thought that he had always thought that Qing Niangzi was so degrading because of her senior brother, but later he realized that he was naive. The senior brother was so merciful, so Qing Niangzi looked down on him.