"I thought you had been getting close to Qin Meng because you wanted to learn his Demon Subduing Arhat Kung Fu." Song Chengming stood up and walked slowly to her side, seemingly unprepared.
Father Chen's heart was so tight that he was afraid that Madam Qing would kill the Marquis with a fatal blow.
Under the crane mirror lamp, the light and shadow are cool, Song Chengming, in a silver robe with a jade hairpin, stands with his hands behind his back, talking lightly to her.
Cao Xiwan was respectful as usual and said:
"Well. Mr. Hou Mingming saw Wanli, and I really wanted to learn the Demon-Suppressing Arhat Kung Fu. But it is the unique skill of Yuanguang Temple. I was thinking about it. If I learn it, the elders of his sect come to me. It's hard for me to explain. Su Jintian's
Biying's mind is different."
She stood motionless on the spot, her spring dress was light green, her hair was tied with a long jasper hairpin, and her forehead was dotted with broken hair, which made her look even more gentle. She nodded and said to her one by one.
Song Chengming talked about her scruples about secretly learning other people's secrets: "Su Jintian can make the decision himself. The elders in the school are all enemies. I just learned it."
"...I thought you were planning to get married to Qin Baihu." Song Chengming walked a few steps, looked back at her, and smiled lightly.
"Yeah. I've thought about it. It's only fair that he might have to get engaged after learning. He doesn't have any younger siblings that I need to help protect and raise. Why should he teach me?" She raised her hand and held a few threads by her ear.
With broken hair and light and clean fingertips, she seemed to think for a while, "I have nothing to exchange. The secret book of the Nine Transformations of the Netherworld has a secret file in the Jinyi Yamen, and Qin Baihu can access it. In this case, I just want to wait.
Wait, let’s see what good things I can get and exchange them with his disciples.”
Mr. Chen listened as Mr. Hou and Mrs. Qing were talking, laughing and talking in a calm and slow manner. Unless they were close friends, they could not treat each other calmly.
He almost had the illusion that the puppet theft had just passed without a trace.
Song Chengming stared at her. He walked back to the desk step by step and sat down.
"Are you feeling better?"
"Maybe not. I can't think too much. Liu Shoushi said that I will get sick in the winter and become as stupid as a puppet. I may even be paralyzed."
She thought about it, and now she relies on her experience as a reporter in the yamen for many years. After all, she used to deal with traitors who wanted to seek the country. Compared with what happened now, it is not a big deal.
"When the time comes, I will shave off my hair and become a monk. By the way, I will cultivate my hair at home. Maybe I can live longer."
Father Chen was shocked and confused when he heard this.
What is she saying?
The red sandalwood bookshelf made a slight noise, and the secret door opened. Behind Liancheng, two mute slaves holding whips drove out twenty puppets.
Father Chen felt a chill in his heart.
Cao Xiwan looked at the new puppets. They were all dressed in gray robes, with gray scarves covering their faces, and their eyes were dull. Then she saw Feng Xiaochu standing behind her in the corner of the room, and her eyes were different. Feng Xiaochu
Every once in a while, there would be a will-o'-the-wisp burning look in his eyes.
Even if it's only for a moment.
"Master Marquis, she is a little awake. Why don't you let her be my companion."
"no."
There is silence in the study.
"Give her to Liancheng, I will pretend nothing happened." Nankang Hou said coldly.
Father Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"I quite like her." She thought for a while, "I also need a companion. She is very powerful."
"..."
Not only Mr. Chen, but also the second manager was also sighing secretly. Was she blind and didn't see that there were twenty "very powerful" puppets in this room?
Song Chengming stood up slowly and stared at her: "I didn't ask you to deal with a hundred."
"Um."
"Go ahead. If you can't win, there's no need to come back to see me."
"Um."
Liu Ruhai was listening outside, thinking, Song Chengming needed that green pearl, wouldn't she be courting death if she withheld it and refused to give it to her?
Marquis Nankang talked to her about family matters and talked nonsense for a long time, but she had no intention of giving in.
Liu Ruhai was busy raising puppets in Luoyuan these days. When he had nothing to do, he pondered the pulse of Nankang Marquis and gradually understood it.
Song Chengming probably suffered from a chronic disease five or six years ago and needed to take Bizhu powder every month.
If he doesn't take it in the next few days, Song Chengming will become poisonous.
It's not that he didn't tell Cao Xiwan about this when he was washing clothes in Luoyuan, but she snorted: "I just didn't give it, and I deserve it! How dare he poison me!"
Her eyes flashed with schadenfreude, but her face was solemn and thoughtful: "If my wife becomes a widow with a child, and the marquis dies, I am afraid that the masters of the house will think that orphans and widowed mothers are easy to bully, and they must fight for this title.
If we fight for it, I'm afraid the Marquis will die with his eyes open. This is indeed a bit difficult to handle."
"..." Do you love revenge so much? Can you imitate Miss Lu and let Feng Danyun Qing look away?
Of course, Liu Ruhai didn't say this.
If he dared to say it, she would dare to poison his water glass and ask him to look away.
Merlin Moon Shadow.
Luo Mofeng sneaked closer quietly, and the fans around Merlin saw her but did not make a sound. They were all paying attention to the competition in Merlin.
But Mother Luo is different from others.
She knew Qing Niangzi's preparations.
She touched the Weeping Phoenix Xiao in the brocade bag at her waist. Lady Qing had come to see her once a day for more than half a month. She got a broken sheng pipe from somewhere and imitated her Weeping Phoenix Xiao.
, I want to adjust the sound to be more like.
"Who did it?"
"Ma Qinshi was introduced by Duan Jin." She gestured with her thumb. He is a master of musical instruments in the music industry.
Liu Ruhai was far away on the corridor. In the plum forest, she could hear her quietly blowing the sheng pipe. There was a fan on the corridor saying to herself: "Xiao?"
No. Liu Ruhai thought to himself, it was an abandoned sheng.
The reason why he could make an accurate judgment was because he had actually seen her playing with the sheng pipe in the past few days.
Therefore, he secretly went to check and found out the famous maqin master in the capital. This man is now a musician in the house of an old court stall in Shunyifang. He is a famous instrumental music master in the capital. She went to Shunyifang to find the maqin master, and got
Here comes this instrument.
"As long as you can play it, I can't play it well anyway. But it has to be the same as the tone of Qifengxiao." She borrowed Qifengxiao. She was lucky. The maqin master had a few scraps of green bamboo in his hand.
Sheng'er, she begged me a lot of money, but the things were made carelessly for her.
She finished the song in one go.
The long whips of the mute slaves also crackled in the air, and twenty puppets were in the plum forest, coming and going like the wind, like the moonlight.
She stood in the plum forest and exclaimed: "Just like me, I dance with the blue shadow puppet, that's all."
She ignored the two mute slaves wearing masks. They were strangers brought by the Marquis, and she knew very well that without Lou Xiliu learning the secret skills of Biying Palace, these puppets would not be able to be trained.
Of course, every time Xiliu learned something, he copied it down and presented it to the Marquis.
Qin Meng was not on duty today, and only then did he get the news: "What?"
He hurried back to the Hou Mansion.
He was shocked to see the gray-robed figures in Merlin. They were all living puppets?
He was furious, but remembering the secret message from his master today made him hold back. He stood beside the plum forest and looked anxiously at the Qingluo female ghost. Hearing her sigh, how could she still care about this?
Why don't you run away quickly?
"Young lady, sword!" Granny Song took out her golden snake sword.
She smiled and waved her hands.
She doesn't use a sword.
She leapt up, her plum branches slanting horizontally, her sleeves waving at the moon.
In the forest, four puppets rushed to the place where she was standing from all directions at the same time. Their combined attack failed on the ground, and the fierce sound of their palms was heard as the wind cracked.
Liu Ruhai couldn't help but change his expression when he heard this from a distance.
Song Chengming, what a deep city, what a vicious plan!
If Prince Zhao had underestimated the enemy and entered the capital after the Grand Master of the Demon Palace had driven away the gangsters, he would probably die in the capital.