What is regicide? There is no one in the cemetery, let alone talking about this.
Liu Ruhai understood that he couldn't expect to win a fight with her, so he could only smile bitterly, "I didn't hear it."
"Yes. You cried because you were patronizing me." She said considerately.
"..." Liu Ruhai quickly changed the subject, "I'm leaving. When you go back, remember to send a message to Songbi for me. I'll be there when I turn around."
"Sure." She smiled and said, "By the way, do you have a map of the waterways under Jinling City? Show it to me next time."
This guy must have noticed it, because the shop Xiao Qiao bought was near the mouth of the Anhe River.
He actually knows.
There must be a map. She thought and then persuaded, "I also have a map. I drew it myself. It's more detailed than the one in the yamen. We can look at it instead."
In order to escape, Liu Ruhai could only sigh: "Okay."
He retorted meaningfully, "Xiao Qiao is quite handsome."
"Well?"
She didn't understand, but when she saw his car driving away, she put her doubts behind her and sat in the car with satisfaction.
Mao Ergou followed her in the minivan and took her back to the Hou Mansion.
As soon as she walked in with the package on her back, Granny Ma was already waiting on the porch to pick her up. She asked softly: "How is it inside? How did the second manager report to the Marquis?"
Granny Ma and Mrs. Qing whispered all the way in. Mao Ergou opened the curtain by himself and entered the porterhouse under the corridor with a dustpan in his arms. He sat around the fire and had tea, took out a few broken silver red packets from his arms and stuffed them to Ma Liuer.
Let them divide the small flags guarding the city gate: "Qing Niangzi gave it to me."
Ma Liuer smiled and said: "I expected that the money was for free. When the second steward came to give instructions, he only said that we should ask if there was any woman riding a donkey all the way out of the city."
Mao Ergou heard the news and felt certain in his heart.
A few people laughed and gossiped.
Mao Ergou glanced at the half-opened door curtain, looking at the green steps and ditch outside the house, where the light golden shadow of the sun was getting higher and higher.
The sound of boots was loud, and the police officers came back one after another, all yawning.
He pointed at the money in the dustpan, then unpacked several large bags of snacks that Qing Niangzi bought on the road and told everyone to eat. The fans were refreshed, smiled, grabbed the money and ate snacks, and sat down to ask:
"Brother Mao, is Miss Qing back?"
"I'm back. I went to the temple. Didn't the city gate close at night? I didn't come back until the morning. I told you to work hard for you."
A group of people were joking, and the tin water was boiling on the stove. Someone mentioned it to make tea, and the conversation became more and more: "They patrolled the city and searched for it all night. The Zhang family brothers are wanderers, and they have golden eyes and two lions."
The Xu family brothers and Sister Murong from the Shuangqiang Sect were not the best with Qing Niangzi. They were still looking for them in the underground river. A junior brother of Su Baihu led the team. When they saw it, they were very angry and asked them what they wanted to do.
Are you looking for a corpse? The Zhang brothers really dare to say that they might have been killed by someone close to them. If you want to see a person in life, you will see a corpse in death. Only good friends know how to use a knife to grab a seat."
"What are you arguing about? They..." Ma Liuer changed his words with a smile.
Mao Ergou listened to every word. Among the hundreds of ghosts and beasts in the City Patrol Division, some people have been rumoring whether the Qingluo female ghost got sick because of a conspiracy. But the City Patrol Division fell into the hands of Su Jintian, wasn't he the one who robbed it?
Qing Niangzi’s position? Maybe the main culprit in the plot is Su Jintian.
Mao Ergou doesn't care about these things. Of course he can see that Cao Xiwan has no doubts about Su Jintian.
But he was still thinking in his heart. Supposedly Qing Niangzi and Xiao Qiao were closer, so why did he borrow a little money from Liu Ruhai?
He used to watch with cold eyes. Although Xiao Qiao was almost ten years younger, he was closest to Qing Niangzi. Qing Niangzi also taught him how to use the sword. Otherwise, if he was not the oldest junior brother, how could he be the most favored in front of Su Jintian?
From time to time, this boy would follow Madam Qing, and they would go to Mao's tea stall to have tea.
His mother, Aunt Mao, whispered one day that Xiao Qiao was worthy of Miss Qing, and she was right at first sight.
He originally thought this was impossible. But then he thought about it and realized that Madam Qing was interested in Xiao Qiao?
No wonder she doesn't care about Ren, Su Baihu, or other men. So she likes younger and tenderer faces?
Thinking about Su Baihu's temper, if his junior brother Xiao Qiaofei was like him and liked older women, he wouldn't stop him.
Even if it is a wife, it may not be impossible? Lady Qing has already seen through this.
No wonder Qingluo and Biying are close friends!
So they are all the same!?
She didn't know that Mao Ergou and Liu Ruhai were in conflict with each other. She thought that she liked young and tender-faced people who were willing to follow their husbands.
She just returned to the main room, holding hot tea to warm her hands. Yanzhi wiped her tears and complained to her: "Your mother said that you were very sick at home. She asked you, but you just left without saying anything. Sister Xiaowan,
Even if you come back from staying at home for a day, my wife won't say anything about you in such a heavy snowfall. It's such a hard work, why are you busy? The old lady also gave me a scolding, saying that she never treated her servants so harshly."
She thought that this time she really didn't frame her wife.
"Where's my mother?" she asked, holding tea.
"As soon as I heard that you were back, Aunt Su and the others took your mother to Su's house. They asked her to have a good sleep. She didn't sleep all night and just cried."
"Does my father not know the news yet?"
"I heard that he was drunk and hasn't woken up yet."
She thought silently, indeed she would never overestimate her biological father.
She hurriedly ate a bowl of hot jujube, millet porridge and snacks. She was about to change her clothes, but after thinking about it she decided to wear a big cotton-padded jacket. Mother Chen knocked on the door: "Master Marquis is calling you."
She quickly got up, wiped her face, drank tea, and borrowed a short-backed pink jacket from Yanzhi to match her gray jacket.
The original squirrel fur back was a bit hot.
Looking at her strange appearance in a gray coat, one could tell at a glance where she went last night. Mother Chen couldn't help but ask, "In the temple?"
"right."
She followed Mother Chen and was going to the second door. At the front door, she bumped into the eldest girl Wen Xue, who was seeing the guests out.
Cao Xiwan stopped on the side corridor, wondering, what kind of guest came so early in the morning?
But it turned out to be two respectable middle-aged women, sent by who knows which family.
They were very polite and kowtowed at the foot of the steps before leaving. They greeted Wenxue again and again.
Cao Xiwan listened carefully to the accent and knew that she was from the Guan-Shan area. She looked at Mother Chen again, but Mother Chen had no intention of explaining, so these two women were most likely sent by members of the Jiulou clan.
It was probably a relative of my wife's mother's family who came to the capital from her hometown. Only then did Baba send someone over to say hello.
The figure moved, and Lou Shuluan also came out.
She was wearing a bright red golden pheasant robe, a necklace, and a phoenix hairpin. She was standing under the corridor of the main room. Lou Shuluan looked at Cao Xiwan for a few times, but did not ask her why she looked so strange. She wore a pink sweatshirt and a gray coat.
My son, his feet are still the white leggings worn by monks and nuns, and they are wearing Baina monk shoes.
The wife only said:
"I heard that you got sick due to snow on the road?"