"Why did you drink so much last night?"
The door opened, and Sylvia Lin walked in carrying a steaming copper basin as he spoke.
She twisted a hot towel and handed it to Lin Ping'an, muttering: "Thankfully you asked Uncle Chu to follow you, otherwise you would definitely not be able to find your way home."
"Then how did I come back yesterday?"
Lin Ping'an asked while wiping his face, feeling that the second half of last night was completely cut into pieces.
"Uncle Chu carried you back."
Sylvia Lin said angrily.
"What about them? Why don't they send me back?"
Lin Ping'an felt that the group of friends yesterday were not so dishonest.
"Your gang of bad friends?"
Sylvia curled up his lips and said, "They seem to be drunk. I don't know how they got back."
So that's it... Lin Ping'an rubbed his aching temples and muttered:
"You must bring my own Yunshu wine next time you drink. Other wines are too overpowering."
"Next time? Are you still thinking about next time?"
Sylvia Lin took the hot towel from Lin Ping'an's hand and threw it into the basin, staring.
This feeling made Lin Ping'an feel a little dazed, and he felt an inexplicable sense of happiness. He stared at Sylvia Lin, and after a long time he said slowly:
"Yunshu, you look a bit like a little daughter-in-law who takes care of your husband!"
Upon hearing this, Sylvia Yunshu was greatly embarrassed, and a red cloud flew up on her face. She spat at Lin Ping'an, and ran out as fast as she could with the copper basin.
Lin Pingan looked at her slender and graceful back, couldn't help but feel fascinated, and murmured:
"Actually, it's quite nice to have a little wife like this."
Since they had money, Sylvia Lin and Fang Wen found two more shops. One was a wine seller, called Yunshu Wine Shop, and the other was a perfume dealer, called Yunshu Perfume Shop.
Because of this, Lin Ping'an worked hard for half a month, making wine and perfume every day.
Sylvia Lin followed Lin Ping'an's instructions to customize a large number of wine jars and porcelain bottles, and engraved the word "Yunshu" on those items.
Yan Xiaoxiao was obviously more concerned about this. After she took out a thousand taels of silver and became a shareholder, she ran to the other courtyard every three days and looked at the jars of Yunshu wine and those The perfume made little stars appear in her eyes.
Making perfume requires flowers, but although it is spring now, many flowers are not in bloom, so Sylvia can only buy a large amount of dried flowers to make the perfume.
But Yan Xiaoxiao didn't think so. In order to save costs, she just picked all the flowers in the flower room.
As for Hua Fangfang, I woke up in a daze one night.
"Where are my flowers?"
He looked at the garden that was full of flowers yesterday, but now only some bare branches were left, and fell into extreme confusion.
"I used the flowers to make perfume."
Yan Xiaoxiao stood in front of Hua Fangfang and said confidently.
Hearing this, Hua Fangfang almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, but Yan Xiaoxiao ran out quickly.
Not only that, Yan Xiaoxiao also went to the imperial garden of the palace to pick flowers.
The emperor Zhu Youxiao only likes to do carpentry work and does not like those so-called flowers and plants at all. Although the concubines like flowers and plants, they can't bear it. Send them a few bottles or something.
After this deception, all the flowers in the palace became only bare branches.
The eunuchs and maids watched Yan Xiaoxiao picking flowers in the garden with a big bamboo basket on her back for several days. They were all stunned. However, they knew that this girl Xiaoxiao liked to walk around the palace since she was a child. The concubines all had a good relationship, so they could only watch Yan Xiaoxiao pick the flowers and put them in the bamboo basket.
This day Yan Xiaoxiao came again, but when Lin Pingan saw the young man behind her carrying a bamboo basket, her eyes widened instantly.
Seven kills!
He actually saw Qisha here!
Qisha also saw Lin Pingan, a trace of imperceptible panic flashed in his eyes, and then he calmed down, lowered his head and placed the bamboo basket on the ground without saying a word.
"Today is the last basket."
Yan Xiaoxiao clapped her hands and said, "I have picked all the flowers in the palace. It may take a month or two for the others to bloom."
Lin Ping'an didn't listen to her at all, he just looked at Qisha, a trace of doubt flashed in his mind.
He remembered clearly that Qisha killed Mang Gurtai's general Zemin and was thrown into prison. Then it was said that he paid for the general Zemin's life.
He was very sad at the time because Qisha died because of him. Unexpectedly, he saw Qisha in Beijing at this moment.
Ping An did not say hello to Qisha because he vaguely felt something was wrong.
After all, Qisha came from Houjin, and it was said that Huang Taiji was sent to him at that time. If such a person followed Yan Xiaoxiao, it was obviously not a coincidence.
"But how did he come to Beijing, and what is his purpose?"
These two questions flashed through Lin Ping'an's mind, but he just glanced at Qisha and said nothing.
Yan Xiaoxiao waved to Qisha and said, "Go back first."
Then she walked towards Sylvia Lin's room.
At this time, Yan Xiaoxiao was completely obsessed with making perfume. She and Sylvia Lin took the trouble to separate various petals, and then selected a few that they thought would work and mixed them together to create different scents of perfume.
Chen Ping'an didn't bother to care about the two girls. For him, the smells of perfumes were almost the same. As long as they smelled of flowers, he didn't care what kind of flower scent they were.
Qisha nodded, glanced at Lin Pingan, and walked out of the courtyard in silence.
Watching Qisha disappear into the other courtyard, Lin Ping'an immediately came to Sylvia Yunshu's room.
"Sister Xiaoxiao, that subordinate of yours was very angry just now. It seems that he has never appeared before."
Lin Ping'an asked Yan Xiaoxiao.
Yan Xiaoxiao nodded and replied casually: "It's just a small copper cage. I saw that he was quite clever, so I asked him to help."
Lin Pingan also knew the level of the night watchman at this moment. Tongcong was only the lowest level of the night watchman. He nodded and asked hesitantly:
"Sister Xiaoxiao, do you know him?"
Yan Xiaoxiao was stunned. She didn't know why Lin Ping'an suddenly asked this question, and said casually:
"He is Yincong He Yunfei's subordinate. We just happen to be short of manpower today, so I casually asked him to come over and help."
When Lin Ping'an heard this, he stopped talking and retreated silently.
At night, Lin Pingan tossed and turned.
"Should I tell Yan Xiaoxiao the identity of Qisha?"
he asked himself in his mind.
Rationally, he felt that he should tell Yan Xiaoxiao, but Qisha killed Zemin because he stood up for Lin Ping'an, so he was implicated. , if he told Yan Xiaoxiao the identity of Qisha, wouldn't An be repaying kindness with revenge and wasting his life in vain?
This made him very hesitant.
"But he is from Huang Taiji after all! This is the capital of the Ming Dynasty, and he has become Yan Xiaoxiao's subordinate. How did he do all this?"
Lin Ping'an was thinking wildly in his heart, vaguely feeling that all this was not that simple.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a soft sound from his window pane, and then a man in black appeared in front of him.
"Qisha has met the young master."
Qisha stood in front of Lin Pingan and saluted very respectfully.
Lin Ping'an was a little stunned. Looking at the dark night sky and the half-open pane outside the window, he cried out:
"Qisha, why did you come here again?"
"Thank you, Master, for not exposing my identity in public today."
Qisha said to Lin Pingan, he frowned, as if thinking about his next words.
"How did you come to this capital? And how did you become Yan Xiaoxiao's subordinate?"
Lin Pingan finally asked the question in his heart.
Qisha revealed a wry smile and said, "Master asked me to come here."
"Your master?"
Lin Pingan's face was very surprised. He didn't know who Qisha's master was.
"I am a member of Dajin Niangan, and my master is Hei Xuan, the leader of Niangan."
Qisha gritted his teeth and finally said truthfully.
"Master asked me to go to Beijing and join the Night Watch."
When Lin Ping'an heard these words, he remembered that in his memory, the Qing Dynasty's spy agency was called Nianganchu. It was a spy agency established by Huang Taiji himself, and it was brought into full play during the Yongzheng period.
He was silent for a long time and then asked:
"Why are you telling me this."
Qisha lowered his head and remained silent for a long time before looking up at Lin Pingan.
"Because the young master recognized me, I have to say it."
He looked at Lin Ping'an and said seriously: "It's because the young master didn't reveal my identity to my face today."
"This is Beijing City!"
Lin Ping'an looked at Qisha and said slowly: "You shouldn't have come."
"It's hard to disobey a teacher's orders."
Qisha answered briefly.
Lin Ping'an was in a confused mood, pacing back and forth in the room. After a while, he finally stopped as if he had made up his mind.
"I can pretend that I don't know you, but if you do anything to disgrace Yan Xiaoxiao, I will definitely not let you go!"
When he said this, Lin Pingan's eyes were sharp, not like a thirteen-year-old boy at all.
Qisha nodded, cupped his hands towards Lin Pingan, and flew out from the window pane in a flash, disappearing into the darkness instantly.
In the corner of the courtyard, the flying bat silently watched the flying bat fly out of Lin Ping'an's window, then disappeared, and silently turned around and walked back to the house.
On the roof of another room, Fang Wen raised his hand and made a gesture, and then the servants in the other courtyard walked back to their own rooms from their respective corners.
The courtyard instantly returned to calm, as if nothing had happened just now.
