Lan Yin looked at the Bu Yao in her hand. It was gilded like a phoenix and held a large pearl in its mouth. It was as bright as a star and was worth at least a hundred thousand dollars. Lan Yin felt it was a bit hot and threw the Bu Yao into the dowry.
The way Cui Yuanzao got along with An Naijin made Lan Yin tangibly feel the difference between her and him for the first time. She had to work hard to earn money, but he only needed a few gentle words, and others would ask for her. After sending it to him, she understood for the first time what the Qinghe Cui family was.
And she actually naively thought that he couldn't easily control her. Lan Yin felt that she was thinking too simply.
Feeling a little depressed in her heart, Lan Yin walked out of the room, took out Yu Ren from her waist, and performed a sword dance heartily.
"Ms. Yang, what a great effort!"
Suddenly, there was a burst of applause from behind.
Lan Yin turned around to see Sun Mao applauding vigorously in the corridor.
"Where did Madam Yang learn swordsmanship? Can you teach me?"
Lan Yin was stunned, thought for a while, and said perfunctorily with the excuse she had thought of in advance: "My health was not good when I was a child, so my parents abandoned me in the Taoist gym. Master saw that I was quite intelligent, so he taught me a set of swordsmanship. Not an elegant place."
"No, no, no, Madam Yang's swordsmanship is the only one I have ever seen in my life. If I could..."
"Sun Yucheng." A male voice came from behind Sun Mao. When he turned around and saw that it was Cui Pingshi, he immediately shut up.
"Has Qiu Duzhi of Pingkangfang gone? What should I say?" Cui Yuanzao walked up to Sun Mao and stood between him and Lan Yin.
"Go, Qiu Duzhi said that this concave and convex mirror was given to her by a Lieutenant General of the Hanlin Guards. I licked my face and went to the Lieutenant General's house to inquire, only to find out that it was a student named Ma who lost to the Lieutenant General. , do you know who the student named Ma is?" Sun Mao said mysteriously.
Cui Yuanzao glanced at him, and Sun Mao immediately said: "He is Ma Yuanzhi's nephew."
"Ma Yuanzhi? Why is it him?"
Lan Yin looked at Cui Yuanzao's surprised face and couldn't help but secretly tugged on Sun Mao's sleeve, "Who is Ma Yuanzhi?"
Sun Mao secretly tilted his head and said softly: "Lieutenant of Zuo Shence Army."
"Eunuch?" Lan Yin couldn't help but speak louder and hurriedly covered her mouth.
Cui Yuanzao glanced at Lan Yin. The sneaky behavior of these two people could not escape his eyes. He did not want to pay attention to them at first, but Lan Yin's behavior of grabbing Sun Mao's sleeve made him worry about the relationship between the two. Is it that good?
"Sun Mao, Pingkangfang, you have worked hard these days. Go back and rest."
Where can you find hard work in Pingkangfang? It is still more difficult to inquire about Mr. Ma. Cui Pingshi couldn't have known this, but he still said it. Sun Mao glanced at Madam Yang. It seemed that it was not an illusion. Cui Pingshi was very concerned about him getting close to Madam Yang. Could it be that he was jealous?
Sun Mao looked at Cui Pingshi's handsome face, and then thought about how big and thick he looked, he felt incredible. It seemed that Cui Pingshi loved Madam Yang too much.
Sun Mao quietly moved to the side and expressed his loyalty to Cui Yuanzao: "It's not hard, Qiu Duzhi is so beautiful, I will be very happy just to take a look at it."
Sun Mao was very satisfied with his performance. Cui Pingshi should be satisfied with such self-degradation.
Sure enough, the corners of Cui Pingshi's lips curled up, and he nodded and said, "I'll send you next time."
"My subordinates, please retire." Sun Mao praised his cleverness, but he didn't expect Lan Yin to retreat after him.
Sun Mao hurriedly stepped aside and glanced back at Cui Yuanzao, "Ms. Yang, what else can you do?"
"What does Qiu Duzhi look like? Who is Ma Yuanzhi? Tell me?" Lan Yin is actually too curious. She has a lively temper. If it were before, she would definitely ask Cui Yuanzao. But now she has a lot of worries. She always feels that Cui Yuanzao is hard to see through. It is too tiring to deal with him. She might as well stay away from him. Instead, she can get close to Sun Jiucheng and detoxify her, so that she can avoid being manipulated.
"Why don't you ask Cui Pingshi? He must know more than me."
"Do you want to learn that swordsmanship?" Lan Yin asked seductively.
"Think." Sun Mao was having a fierce ideological struggle, "Okay, let me tell you. What about Qiuduzhi? It is the beginning of Pingkangfang Nanqu. Do you think it is beautiful? The key is that she plays the pipa superbly. , no one can match her, it is said that even Li Xianggong was her guest."
"You know all this?" Lan Yin raised her eyebrows.
"Didn't you say it was said? Do you want to listen?"
"Listen, tell me."
"Shence Army, you know, Ma Yuanzhi is the boss of Shence Army and the number one among the eunuchs. Even Mr. Li is somewhat afraid of him." Sun Mao lowered his voice, making him look mysterious. Secretly.
"Then do you think Lu Qian's matter has anything to do with the superiors?"
"I don't know about this. Why don't you ask Cui Pingshi? I can't get in touch with any of those big shots. Cui Pingshi is different." Sun Mao encouraged Lan Yin. He was actually quite curious.
Lan Yin turned to look at Cui Yuan. He was still under the verandah. In the rain of flowers, he was wearing a pure white silk singlet. His sleeves were decorated with patterns of sky and water. The pattern hung on his pale and thin arms. He stretched out his hands. , palms spread out, petals falling on them piece by piece.
The whole scene was unusually peaceful, yet so distant, Lan Yin felt that he would not answer her.
"Langjun, Langjun."
Lingcong came quickly from behind with a few biscuits in his mouth. When he passed Lan Yin, he wanted to stop and salute, but he failed to stop for a moment and almost fell down. Fortunately, Lan Yin caught her.
Hearing the sound, Cui Yuanzao turned his head. She couldn't explain why, but Lan Yin felt that he was lonely and stubborn.
"Mr. Lang, why don't you put on your outer robe? What should you do if you catch a cold?" Lingcong took a few steps in a hurry and ran to Cui Yuanzao and asked.
"It's okay. It's almost Guyu. The beginning of summer is not far away. Why is it cold? What did you hear?" Cui Yuanzao didn't look at Lan Yin and said to Lingcong.
Lan Yin looked at Ling Cong as if she had something urgent to report to Cui Yuanzao. Ling Cong had been visiting recently to get information. Could there be new developments in the case?
Lan Yin wished Sun Mao a blessing and couldn't help but turn around and follow Ling Cong, also going to listen.
"I have a few things to tell you. There is news from Anagin that someone asked the Persian merchant about the use of concave and convex mirrors. This person may be a monk."
"Why do you say it's possible?"
"The Persian businessman said that the man who asked him about the concave-convex mirror was wearing a power fence and spoke with a strange accent. He seemed to be hiding something on purpose. The Persian businessman was curious and sent someone to follow him secretly for a while. He found that after taking off the power fence, , it’s a bald head, but it’s far away and I can’t see the front, so I can only say it’s possible.”
"Then it must be, it must be the abbot." Lan Yin said suddenly. When she noticed Cui Yuanzao and Ling Cong were looking at her, she realized that she had said it accidentally.
Cui Yuanzao glanced at Lan Yin lightly and asked, "Why must it be the abbot?"
"Didn't the abbot send a young novice to eavesdrop? Is this obviously a guilty conscience?" Lan Yin said uncomfortably, feeling that she might have said something stupid again.
"How do you judge that the young novice monk was sent by the abbot? Maybe someone confuses the situation and deliberately induces it?" Cui Yuanzao said.
"The abbot has bad conduct and always wants to make money from rumors. Lu Qian's death is of use to him. He may not stop doing it, so he simply..." Lan Yin argued.
Cui Yuanzao curled her lips and smiled. She seemed different after returning from the West Market, and now she is a little more energetic.
"You are just guessing."
Lan Yin couldn't think of anything to retort, so she puffed up her cheeks angrily, "Then who do you think the bald guy is?"
"I have no idea."
Lan Yin glanced sideways at Cui Yuanzao, as if to say, are you nothing more than that?
"I may know." Lingcong swallowed secretly, interrupting Lan Yin and Cui Yuanzao's gaze.
"Who?" Lan Yin asked anxiously.
"I have another piece of news that I haven't told. Didn't Lang Jun ask me to find out who came out of the temple that morning when the bad guys searched the temple? At first, I checked the people around the merchants who were unfamiliar with me, but there was no result. Later, I branched out and discovered something.”
"What's the matter? You should tell me quickly!" Lan Yin said impatiently.
Ling Cong looked at Lan Yin suspiciously, why didn't Mrs. Yang have the reserve of a noble girl? So impatient? Thinking about Mrs. Guo Jiao again, maybe their husband would attract such a woman?
Lingcong looked at Lang Jun sympathetically and continued: "There is a man named Wang Shang. For a period of time, he often bought mutton soup at a court food stall. After eating, he asked the shopkeeper to go to Zen Master Wuxin, a Zhike monk in Zhao Jinggong Temple, to withdraw it. The shopkeeper then I asked him why Zen Master Wuxin paid for him, and he told the shopkeeper that he was helping Zhao Jinggong Temple repair the murals. This man named Wang Shang went to eat mutton soup again that morning."
"That's him." Lan Yin shouted, "Besides Lu Qian, there is another person who left traces on "Hell Transformation"."
Cui Yuanzao ignored Lan Yin's excitement and said to Lingcong: "So, is that Wang Shang bald? Is his face painted?"
"The face is painted, but Wang Shang is not bald. However, according to what I learned after visiting, this Wang Shang was introduced to the temple by Zen Master Wu Xin. And the little novice monk who eavesdropped that day is said to be very close to Zen Master Wu Xin."
"You mean, that bald head is Zen Master Wuxin?" Lan Yin said in surprise. Compared to the abbot, she still felt that Zen Master Wuxin with a calm smile was more like an enlightened person.
"Why did he want to kill Lu Qian?" Lan Yin asked everyone's thoughts, but no one could answer.
