It's Liao Haohai.
Liao Haohai, who is as handsome as the moon, is wearing casual clothes made of moon-white Sichuan brocade. He has a tall and straight figure and unparalleled handsome features. His face is slightly turned sideways, looking at Qin Xiangxiang.
Qin Xiangxiang raised a smile: "Not yet."
"Oh, but there are too many styles to choose from?" Liao Haohai took a long step and stepped into the store. "During her lifetime, did Mrs. Ding prefer Su embroidery fans or Shu embroidery?"
"I guess Mrs. Ding likes Shu embroidery more." Qin Xiangxiang said.
"You're talking nonsense. Sister Ding obviously likes Su Xiu." Luo Siniang couldn't help but speak.
"Siniang!" Luo Sanniang shouted this time, "Don't talk too much about other people's affairs."
Luo Siniang looked at Luo Sanniang aggrievedly, then at her elder brother, and finally closed her mouth.
"Let's go, mother is still waiting for us at home." Luo Dalangjun seemed to be eager to leave the fan shop.
Luo Siniang looked at Qin Xiangxiang again before leaving with her brother and sister.
After the Luo family left, Qin Xiangxiang greeted Liao Haohai and said, "Liao is the judge of affairs."
Liao Haohai stared at her: "Did Madam Qin follow them here on purpose?"
"No, I'm just passing by." Qin Xiangxiang raised the basket in his hand, "I'm going to Baoxiang Temple today to add oil to Jiaci's everlasting lamp. These spring days are not bright, and those big rats are hungry. It’s so bad that he has eaten up all the oil in the ever-burning lamp.”
After she finished speaking, she saluted Liao Haohai: "I will take my leave now."
After Liao Haohai watched Qin Xiangxiang leave, he asked the store owner: "Does the store owner recognize that gentleman?"
The shopkeeper looked at him, his mouth tight.
Liao Haohai showed his badge: "Dali Temple judge Liao Haohai."
The shopkeeper was shocked, looked around, and then whispered: "Young man is ignorant and didn't know that Liao Pingshi came to the shop. He must have known everything..."
Liao Haohai raised his chin: "Let's talk about that gentleman."
"That gentleman is Mr. Luo Dalang, the eldest son of the Imperial Academy's director of Luo Jijiu. The two young ladies are the third and fourth wives of the Luo family."
"Do they come to your place often?"
The shopkeeper nodded: "Let me comment, Luo Dalangjun likes fans very much, but although he came here often in the past, he didn't often buy them. Even if he does buy them, they are the cheapest. But in recent days, Luo Dalangjun has bought a lot of fans. They are all worth more than fifty coins."
"Ms. Ding, do you recognize her?"
The store owner's eyes flickered: "Liao Pingshi, Mrs. Ding is really gone?"
Liao Haohai raised his eyebrows.
The shop owner lowered his voice a little lower: "Liao Pingshi, a young incompetent, once heard Mrs. Ding quarreling with Mr. Luo Dalang... It turns out that Mrs. Ding likes Mr. Luo Dalang, and Mr. Luo once promised to marry Mrs. Ding. But. Later, it seemed that Mr. Luo Dalang broke his promise, and the two of them had a quarrel in the villain's shop. The villain was quite scared at the time. After all, the fans in the villain's shop were quite expensive... Well, having said that, if Mrs. Ruo Ding is really gone, , Mr. Luo Dalang still looks as if nothing has happened, he is really unkind and unjust..."
Liao Haohai glared at him.
This store is really nosy.
"So, Mr. Luo Dalang and Mrs. Ding were in love? Do you have any proof?"
"That's not true...but Mrs. Ding once bought a fan in the villain shop and said she wanted to give it to Mr. Luo Dalang...That fan is quite expensive, worth eighty guan."
"Oh, is this happening?"
When Liao Haohai came out of the fan shop, his attendant Ah Si told him: "Lang Jun, Mrs. Qin has indeed gone to Baoxiang Temple. The servant has asked Ah Liu to follow her."
"Very good." Liao Haohai stood on the crowded street, squinting at the hot sun, "Prepare a greeting card for me, let's go meet Mr. Luo Dalang."
He was about to mount his horse when he suddenly saw Ma Sizhi coming from the corner of the street, followed by Da Xu Xiaocheng.
Ma Sizhi also saw him: "What a coincidence that Liao was in charge of the matter."
Liao Haohai asked him politely: "Where is Ma Sizhi going?"
"Go to Mu Shizi's residence." Ma Sizhi said, "Mu Shizi sent me to ask Han Shaoqing about the Di tribe's details, but Mu Shizi is not in Dali Temple. I was afraid of delaying Mu Shizi's affairs, so I had to Go to Prince Mu’s residence to find him and report the situation.”
"That's it." Liao Haohai nodded and left. The three young men of the Liao family followed closely behind.
Although his horse is not the most expensive blood-stained horse, it is still an extremely valuable breed. Not only is the purchase price expensive, but the daily feeding expenses are also beyond the reach of ordinary people.
And Ma Sizhi couldn't even afford a donkey.
Da Xu curled his lips: "Dandy boy!"
"Da Xu!" Ma Sizhi stopped him sternly, "Be careful what you say!"
He squinted and looked at the hot sun. According to Madam Qin's schedule, she should be almost at Baoxiang Temple now. Oh, what a pity. If he hadn't taken it out, he would have gone to Baoxiang Temple to watch the show.
Outside Baoxiang Temple, Qin Xiangxiang was carrying a small basket and buying dried fruits.
The lady selling dried fruits was extremely enthusiastic: "These are dried fruits from Lingnan. They have been dried for 7,749 days. They are very good in appearance and taste very good."
Qin Xiangxiang was a little hesitant: "My grandma really liked eating these dried fruits when she was alive."
The little lady lost her mother at a young age. Judging from the way her hair is combed, it's not yet tied up, so she hasn't gotten married yet. Without a mother at such a young age, if she had a stepmother, her marriage would be easily manipulated.
The shopkeeper's wife suddenly felt a little sympathetic: "Sister, we can't make much money from these dried fruits, so I'll give you another two cents."
Qin Xiangxiang pinched his purse, hesitating: "But I still need to add lamp oil to my mother's everlasting lamp. The two guan of lamp oil I just added last month will be gone this month. This Baoxiang Temple The Shuoshu is so powerful that he even eats lamp oil secretly. Sister, can't we have less?"
The shopkeeper's wife's eyes widened: "The rats stole the lamp oil? I'm afraid that's not possible. There are quite a lot of people who buy dried fruits from me every day and go to Baoxiang Temple to worship them! Those rats are crazy and don't eat dried fruits. Eat that lamp oil?"
"No, I think it's strange too. But then I thought again, this mage from Baoxiang Temple wouldn't be greedy for my two dollars?"
The shopkeeper's wife chuckled: "Probably not..."
Qin Xiangxiang timidly said: "Sister, please help me weigh the two kilograms. This big rat will not eat lamp oil anymore if it has dried fruits to eat."
She seemed to have forgotten about the bargain.
The lady of the store weighed her two pounds and took the money. Before Qin Xiangxiang finished walking, she couldn't wait to talk to the store owner next to her: "Did you hear just now? The rat from Baoxiang Temple ate lamp oil. !”
Qin Xiangxiang put the dried fruits in the basket and walked into a shop selling snacks.
After a while, she came out with a basket in her arms, and just as she was about to cross the threshold of Baoxiang Temple, a man quietly appeared behind her: "Madam Qin, our master has ordered us to meet in front of the last dormitory. "
"Also...if Mrs. Qin says anything to others...don't blame us for being rude."
The man made a gesture of wiping his neck. After giving up, he disappeared immediately.
Ha, bluff.
Qin Xiangxiang found Zhike, gave him a banknote worth two yuan, and then walked towards the dormitory.
She knew that Liao Haohai's entourage was following her. Hey, the Liao family is so rich that they even use incense on their clothes.
Qin Xiang thought about it and stepped through the hanging flower gate. The scene before her eyes made her heartbroken!
