Quick wear: the daily dazzling skills of the face-slapping maniac

After Mingyue finished talking about the past and her cousin's long-cherished wish, she and Tan Xingye talked about the situation in the world to the people's livelihood and the national economy.

The one with the overall view cultivated in several planes, and the one with the common people in the world want to end the troubled times, but they also had a good chat.

No matter what Tan Xingye's mentality is in the future, at least at this moment, he is dedicated to the people, thinks and thinks for the people, and is worthy of Mingyue's allegiance.

And Tan Xingye was quite moved when he heard Mingyue talking about it, whether it was resettling refugees or strengthening soldiers and enriching the country, as if she could do it at her fingertips.

The more they talked, the more speculative they became, and they both felt a sense of sympathy and regret for seeing each other later.

Until a servant knocked on the door outside the other courtyard, reminding in a low voice: "Master, the banquet in the front courtyard is coming to an end."

The two of them woke up and realized that they had been chatting for so long without knowing it.

It's just that the banquet in the City Lord's Mansion is coming to an end, and the host has to be present, so no matter how reluctant this private meeting is, it can only end halfway.

Tan Xingye held Mingyue's arm and sighed aloud: "It's really better to listen to your words than to study for ten years! It's Ziyu's blessing to have such a great talent. It's getting late today, and tomorrow Riyu will ask Mr. Once you enter the mansion, please ask the gentleman to give you face."

The lord of Shu City, named Xingye, styled Ziyu.

Now he calls himself Tzuyu in front of Mingyue, obviously putting himself in the position of both master and friend.

Of course, superiors can be respectful to corporals, but counselors must never really think of each other as being of the same class.

So Mingyue lowered her eyes, her face showing emotion: "The city lord has an invitation, and Song is of course able to do it rain or shine. It's just that the city lord treats each other with courtesy, what kind of virtue is there for Song!"

"Mr. is too self-effacing. According to Mr.'s talents, no matter where he goes, he is a guest of honor. It is Tzuyu's good luck." Tan Xingye said this from the heart. Jiang Yunqi became an escort, if it wasn't for that escort who started in chaos and eventually abandoned him, he might not have encountered such a talented person.

Of course, this thought only flashed through his mind. As the city lord of the Song Kingdom, he really looked down on traitors like Jiang Yunqi.

Mingyue didn't say anything more, just nodded slightly and smiled.

Then Tan Xingye thought about the previous excuse, and said apologetically, "But Ziyu forgot, sir's clothes got wet, so I'll ask someone to take him to change."

Mingyue waved her hand, "But there is no need to be so troublesome, it's just a little tea, it's already done."

Qin Xingye just gave up and recruited a maid to take Mingyue to the front yard.

Mingyue bowed to him, and then followed the servant girl to leave the other courtyard.

However, just after Mingyue left, the door of the closed room in the other courtyard suddenly opened from the inside, and an old man walked out from inside.

Tan Xingye looked back, with a somewhat respectful expression: "Master, what do you think of Song Ming?"

The old man stroked his half-white beard and said with emotion: "It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead! Song and Ming are people who have the ability to advance and retreat, and have the talents of the world. If what he said is the truth, then the old man must congratulate Ziyu for finding a good talent." gone."

"Then Ziyu borrowed a good word from Master." Tan Xingye chuckled lightly, and said again: "Please rest here for a while, Master, after Ziyu has dismissed the others, come and have a drink with Master."

The old man waved his hand: "Go, go!"

Tan Xingye turned around and walked out, until he reached the vestibule, and then lightly clapped his hands.

In the dark, a hidden guard landed in front of him, kneeling on one knee: "My lord."

The aura around Tan Xingye was powerful and captivating, his dark eyes were deep, and he only uttered one word: "Check!"

Yinwei bowed his head deeply: "Yes."

Immediately after Yinwei turned and left, Tan Xingye showed a gentle and seductive smile on his face and went to the garden.

Because Mingyue was a little-known little person, even if she was absent for half a day, no one cared about her whereabouts.

By the time she returned, everyone had stopped pushing glasses and changing glasses, and they were only chatting with the people around them, with slightly drunken expressions on their faces.

On the other hand, seeing Mingyue taking so long to come back, the county magistrate looked very happy, and even winked at her.

Mingyue raised her glass with a smile, but she didn't say anything more at this time.

The county magistrate also knew that walls have ears, so he raised his glass willingly and drank it down.

After Tan Xingye reappeared and toasted everyone with a glass of wine, the banquet finally came to an end.

Mingyue and the county magistrate left the city lord's mansion together with the crowd.

It wasn't until sitting in the carriage that the county magistrate asked what happened to Mingyue?

After learning that she would enter the city lord's mansion tomorrow, the county magistrate's attitude towards her became a little bit closer, and he already regarded her as one of his own.

After returning to the guest room in the backyard of the county government office, Mingyue's heart finally relaxed, and then she began to think about whether there were any loopholes in what she said before.

Thinking about the fact that Jiang Yunqi murdered and fled with his wife, it is well known in Fengcheng, and then the horse dealer in the small town confirmed that he went to buy horses alone, obviously he had already abandoned his wife at that time , so her words were really accurate after checking, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

As for the identity of the cousin of the Song family, Song Mingyue lived with her father, a scholar, in her memory. Later, her father fell seriously ill and betrothed her to Jiang Yunqi. From the beginning to the end, her natal family never appeared, so she did not check at all. No such person.

But if it wasn't for her cousin's identity, if she didn't really have such a cousin, how could she have trouble with a traitor?
Therefore, this biggest flaw has become the least suspicious place.

Mingyue raised her hand and yawned, then touched her aching chest. This was the only problem with pretending to be a man. It's a pity that being a man is the safest thing in this world.

Unless one day she has the real right to speak, otherwise this daughter will have to be buried forever.

That's all, the boat is naturally straight when it reaches the bridge.

The next day, when the sky was just bright, people came from the other side of the city lord's mansion.

Coincidentally, the person who came was an acquaintance.

Qingluan's cheeks were slightly red, she lowered her eyes and dared not look at Mingyue: "Young Master Song, my master has invited you into the mansion for a while."

Qingluan was the maid who spilled tea on Mingyue's cuffs yesterday, and seeing her in the sunlight today, she turned out to be a pretty lady.

Mingyue closed the map in hand and stood up: "Please trouble me to take this trip."

Qingluan's heart beat several times faster: "Qingluan likes it."

When Mingyue heard the words, her gaze paused for a moment on her blushing face, and she instantly understood that this servant girl might have fallen in love with the wrong person.

But at this moment, she can't reveal her identity, and since it's just a one-sided relationship, she doesn't believe that Qingluan really has much affection for her.

Mingyue thought about it for a while and didn't say anything, but her attitude towards Qingluan was a little cold for no reason.

Qingluan obviously also noticed something, his face turned pale in an instant, and he didn't dare to think about it.

Not long after, Mingyue arrived at the City Lord's Mansion again.