The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 254 What About Him?

Aren’t they all back?
Pei Mingting nodded honestly.

"Nothing was found?"

Pei Mingting nodded again.

Xie Zhifei felt very choked at the moment, "Did this girl pop out of a crack in the stone?"

"What you said reminds me of the same thing."

Pei Mingting clicked his tongue, "As for Li Buyan, nothing can be found. Sometimes when I think about it at night, I feel so scared. They are both not human!"

I bet you can figure it out.

Just as Xie Zhifei was about to scold him, he heard someone shouting from outside: "Little Master Pei, Master Pei and Mrs. Pei are going back."

Pei Mingting gave Xie Zhifei a pitiful look, "I'll go back first, and we'll talk about Shuiyue An later."

"I send you."

The two walked out of the yard, and Pei Mingting suddenly stopped.

"Fifty, please send a message to Yan Sanhe for me. As long as she agrees, I will break the whole world for her."

"Now you are not afraid that she is a ghost?"

"I like it too if it's a ghost!"

Pei Mingting looked at him with contempt, "Forget it, you don't understand this feeling."

Xie Zhifei: "..."

"Don't give it away, your injury hasn't fully healed yet!"

Xie Zhifei looked at the man's back and wanted to beat him to death, but also felt sad for him.

As the saying goes, the rabbit dies and the fox is sad. Mingting can't make the decision, so what about him?
Can he?
The answer can be seen from the big brother and sister-in-law.

Before they got married, they actually both secretly liked someone, but neither of them could bear the fate of their parents.

Although the couple had watched the case unfold in the past few years, only he, the closest person, knew that the eldest brother and sister-in-law were actually living a miserable life.

Zhu Qing saw the third master motionless, as if he was stunned, and hurriedly advised: "Master, come back."

"Ah."

Xie Zhifei turned around and suddenly saw several women poking their heads, and their expressions suddenly darkened.

"Zhu Qing?"

"Father."

"Go and call Mr. Xie."

"Yes!"

When Mr. Xie heard that the Third Master was looking for him, he started running with his legs.

"Third Master, what orders do you have from this old slave?"

Xie Zhifei gave him a cold look and said, "Come, touch my heart."

Manager Xie didn't dare to stretch out his hand and looked at his master's face: "Third Master, are you... feeling uncomfortable?"

"Yes, I want you to rub me."

Xie Xiaohua was a shrewd person, so she got closer and said, "I feel uncomfortable in my heart. There must be something I did wrong. I just say it, and I will change it now."

Xie Zhifei dug his ears and deliberately said in a long tone, "I don't want to listen to gossip."

gossip?

Whose gossip?

Xie Xiaohua rolled her eyes, thinking of what little Master Pei did today, "Third Master, don't worry, if anyone dares to reveal anything about Little Master Pei, I will tear his mouth open."

"Is it just Mr. Pei?"

Manager Xie is going crazy. In addition to Mr. Pei, there are...

correct!

The master of Jingsiju.

"Third Master, please be patient."

Manager Xie hurriedly said: "The girl's maiden name is very important. I must restrain the people below. If anyone dares to say that Miss Yan is not good at all, I will break their legs."

"I'm at ease when you do the work."

Xie Zhifei smiled at Manager Xie, his smile was particularly amiable.

"Go ahead and come up with something. Otherwise, the vacancy on the farm will be where you, Xie Xiaohua, end up." Xie Xiaohua: "..."

……

A person should concentrate on doing things, and the gossip outside cannot be heard.

After a few pages were finished, Yan Sanhe asked Li Buyan to carry her back to the bamboo couch. The injured foot could not hang down for too long and had to be put up.

"When Jingchen was writing these Buddhist scriptures, his mind was not too peaceful."

Yan Sanhe rubbed his sore wrist, "She is writing to suppress the emotions in her heart."

Li Buyan: "Like you are now?"

Yan Sanhe nodded, "So if you look at her finishing strokes, she is a little anxious. If her mood is stable, she can definitely write better."

Li Buyan leaned over and looked at it again and again, but he didn't understand what it meant to close the pen in a hurry.

"Mr. Xie's judgment is correct. She belongs to a wealthy family."

Yan Sanhe: "You'll go over there later and ask him to find out if any of the high-ranking families in Beijing had women who became nuns 18 years ago."

"Don't bother, he's here."

Li Buyan opened the window and smiled at the people standing outside, "Third Master, eavesdropping under the window is not what a gentleman does."

Xie Zhifei was very calm, "Miss Li, do you think I look like a gentleman?"

Li Buyan: "..." You don't act like a gentleman, you act like a disciple.

Xie Zhifei met Yan Sanhe's gaze and said, "I have asked people from the Military and Horse Department to investigate."

Yan Sanhe did not hide the surprise on his face, his face and eyes were full of praise.

"The capital is not big, and there are only a few hundred wealthy families. Within three days, there will be results."

Xie Zhifei: "It's a pity that there is no portrait of Jingchen, otherwise, it would have been faster."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Yan Sanhe said it sincerely, but he felt it was not enough, "Yan Sanhe, just this sentence is too frivolous!"

With the green date in front, Yan Sanhe was sure that he wouldn't go too far, "Tell me, how can I not be frivolous."

"Then..."

The corners of Xie Zhifei's mouth turned up, and his bad energy returned, "Tell me why you rejected Mr. Pei?"

Yan Sanhe responded to him very calmly, "I don't like it, I don't want to be too high-minded, and I don't want to feel wronged."

"Who won't be wronged?"

"Own."

"Who don't you like?"

"he!"

Yan Sanhe looked at him, the sunset reflecting his handsome and gentle features, "Third Master, do you have anything else to ask?"

Third Master rubbed his nose with his hand and smiled.

He was laughing so hard that he was a little unsteady on his feet.

It was as if he was carrying a treasure in his arms, and then someone spotted him and almost snatched it away. However, after a long period of fuss, the treasure was still stable and still in his arms.

"No more words."

Xie Zhifei stopped laughing abruptly and said seriously: "On the way back, I helped you think of some ways to use the gong. Do you want to listen?"

Before Yan Sanhe could answer, Li Buyan's eyes widened.

On the way back, she was thinking about Yan Sanhe and Little Master Pei. How could he, Mr. Xie, still have the heart to think about this?

"If you want to hear it, tell me!"

"It must be used for funerals, burials, weddings, and weddings. In addition, gongs and drums are also needed to clear the way for the emperor's inspections and for high officials to travel;
When a scholar is elected, the gong will be played for weddings and weddings at home; even for boxing and performing arts on the street, the gong will be played first when coming up. "

Xie Zhifei: "By the way, small gongs are used in opera. When the drums are beaten and the small gongs sound together, the play begins. When your feet heal, I will take you to the theater someday."

Yan Sanhe didn't hear the last sentence at all, her mind had already turned away.

There are so many places where you can hear the sound of gongs. Which kind of gong sound can Jingchen never forget so much that he becomes a demon in his mind?
"Oh, what a coincidence, third brother is here too?"

This is not a coincidence, this is a lingering ghost.

Xie Zhifei's eyes flashed with sharpness, he turned around and smiled kindly, "Second brother, long time no see!"

(End of this chapter)