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Chapter 426 A Shallow Relationship (Part [-])

Although the Holy Will is unpredictable, life is still going well. Although the Ministry of Industry's framing case has aroused endless disputes between the ruling and opposition parties, but with Balangpu being exiled from Beijing, the matter has come to an end. The forces have tacitly adopted a cold attitude towards this matter. In addition, the Spring Festival is here, and the festive atmosphere has been overwhelmed, and the case of the Ministry of Industry has become silent.

The Spring Festival has always been the most important festival for the Chinese people, from heaven to poor people, and ordinary people are just fine. Generally speaking, it is good to eat and drink on New Year's Eve, and burn paper the next day. But the Tian family is different, there are many rules, you have to enter the palace to accompany the old man to celebrate the new year on the eve of the New Year's Eve, and you will be offered sacrifices at the ancestral temple the next day. Pour wine in the pot to reward all the ministers and workers, and the second day of junior high school had to toss about in her own mansion until it was completely dark, Hong Qing was free, but she didn't rest. After changing into plain clothes, she went Leading Li Minxing and others, they drove in a carriage along Dongdajie towards Nancheng.

Cinder Hutong, a very rustic name, is located on Chaoyangmen Inner East Street. It is not very wide. It is just a five-foot-long corridor sandwiched by two high walls. There is only one family in it. There are many soldiers guarding it. Rarely, even on a festive day like the Chinese New Year, there is no excitement at all in this cinder alley. Not only are there no visitors in front of the door, but the mansion is also dark, with few lights, full of gloom. Like a ghost house, this is the residence of the thirteenth elder brother Yinxiang who has been raised in captivity.

Counting from February of the 47th year of Kangxi, it has been the third year that Yinxiang has been in the circle. In the early days, some officials who wanted to speculate occasionally sent people to send some food to curry favor, but after two years, they were stunned. Since there is no sign of the old man using Yinxiang at all, speculators will never give favors to Yinxiang again. As for those elder brothers, they will avoid them even if they are the four who have always been inseparable with Yinxiang. The Lord has never shown his face here. In other words, the Thirteenth Elder Brother's Mansion is now a corner forgotten by the world. It is as deserted as a ghost town. Of course, there are exceptions. , a carriage, escorted by a dozen strong men holding lanterns, slowly entered the alley, and went straight to the screen wall in front of the mansion.

"Stop here!"

As soon as the carriage turned around the screen wall, a few soldiers from the Zongren Mansion who were chatting boredly under the eaves immediately woke up, rushed down the steps in disorder, shouted and stopped in front of the carriage.

"Hey, well, you Bao Xiaowu, the one who yelled in front of the master, you owe it to me, right?"

The soldiers of the Zongren Mansion bluffed, and the carriage stopped, but when the curtain of the carriage moved, there was already a loud and crisp sound of laughter and cursing.

"Hey, it's Qing Baylor who's here. The little one has eyes but no eyes. You're always a precious person, so don't argue with the little one. Why don't you give me a present?"

The soldiers of the Zongren Mansion are all good men, and they are all thieves. The voice is wrong, so how dare they face each other with swords and guns? Xiao Bu, with the help of the light from the lantern, took a closer look, only to realize that it was the famous dragon Sun Qing Baylor who just got out of the carriage, panicked, and hurriedly greeted him with a flattering smile.

"Okay, you kid, just hide it, and reward it!"

Of course, Hong Qing would not really care so much about these low-level pawns. After laughing and cursing, she stopped talking.

"twitter!"

Since Hong Qing ordered so, Guan Yu, who was accompanying the car, didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly responded, took out a stack of small red envelopes, and gave one to each of the soldiers with a smile.

"My little ones, thank you Qingbaile for the reward, I wish you good luck and good luck, everything will be auspicious..."

"Xie Qing Baylor Appreciation, I wish you good luck!"

"Qing Bei Le Wanan, thank you for your reward!"

……

It's not the first time for Hong Qing to come here, during the holidays, they always come here, every time they are outrageous, the soldiers are already used to it, Xie Qi'en is always sweeter than the other.

"Stop, it's all stopped by the master, the old rules, send the things in for the master, and then ask the thirteenth uncle if it is convenient? If it is not convenient, the master will leave now."

According to court regulations, people like Brother Thirteen who are in captivity are not allowed to visit in private without an imperial decree, and they are not allowed to send things in. However, the rules are dead, but people are alive. In the past two and a half years, Hong Qing has come here seven or eight times before and after, and has already fed all the soldiers, not to mention sending some food in, even if Hong Qing wants to go in, it is just a word It's a matter, but the Thirteenth Master seems to have never thought of meeting Hong Qing. Every time Hong Qing comes, the Thirteenth Master will say that he is ill, and Hong Qing doesn't care. He will leave after delivering the things. As soon as I come back here, if I have to ask, I will still ask the last time as usual, and this time is no exception.

"Success, Qingbeiler, wait a moment, I will send a message for you, my little one."

As the saying goes, the hand that grabs people is short, and the mouth that eats people is short. All the soldiers of the clan government have benefited, and no one will care about the rules and regulations. One agrees more happily than the other, Hong Qing As soon as the words were finished, several soldiers rushed to the mansion carrying various gifts from Hong Qing.

There is no light in the Xinuang Pavilion, only a copper basin of charcoal fire is burning fiercely. In the flickering light and dark, the face of the Thirteenth Master lying on the rocking chair in a daze also changes from cloudy to sunny, and there is nothing in his dull eyes. It was empty, without a trace of life, even if there were heavy footsteps on the corridor, the Thirteenth Master did not have the slightest reaction, just lying there quietly, like a lifeless wood carving and clay sculpture.

"Master Thirteen, Qing Bei Le saw you coming again, brought some food and said that he wanted to see you, hey, I don't know if it's convenient for you?"

During the sound of footsteps, Bao Xiaowu poked his head out from the corridor unsteadily, squinted his eyes slightly to look at the poorly lit pavilion, his eyes finally fell on the rocking chair, and the corner of his mouth twitched, revealing a trace of sarcasm Without much scruples, he walked to the rocking chair in a pompous manner, and asked without much respect.

"..."

The Thirteenth Lord didn't react at all, not to mention answering, but he didn't even raise his head, his eyes were still staring blankly at the dark ceiling.

"Well, it doesn't matter if you don't see me all the time, it's a waste of time if you're young, hey, if you want to talk about it young, it's only Qing Bei Le who knows and knows, and I haven't forgotten you Thirteenth Master, and the people around me have long been ignorant of you Thirteenth." Who is the master, Qing Baylor is gone, who will come to you in the future, bad luck!"

The old Thirteen was not a very capable one in Ah Geli, and now he has been kept in captivity for more than two and a half years, and he hasn't seen a bright future. Bao Xiaowu naturally looks down on such a bastard as the Thirteenth Master The master who was waiting to die, usually showed his face to the old thirteen. Seeing that the thirteenth master ignored him at this moment, he couldn't help feeling a little resentful in his heart. When he talked, he couldn't talk about it. There was nothing to be polite about, he chattered on and on, cursed angrily, turned around and was about to leave.

"Let him come up!"

Bao Xiaowu had already reached the stairs, and the Thirteenth Master, who had remained silent all this time, finally reacted. Although he still didn't move, a hoarse voice sounded.

"Yo, that's great, Thirteenth Master, please wait a moment, I'll invite Qing Baylor to go."

Bao Xiaowu could despise the old thirteen, but he didn't dare to offend Hong Qing. Hearing that the old thirteen wanted to see Hong Qing, he thought he had a chance to curry favor with Hong Qing, so he couldn't be more excited about it, he laughed. The ground responded, and hurriedly went downstairs, and hurriedly ran outside the gate of the mansion.

"Qing Baylor, it's dark here, please slow down."

Not long after Bao Xiaowu left, he led several soldiers carrying food boxes, wine jars and other belongings, and accompanied Hong Qing, who was dressed in a white fox fur robe, up the corridor with lanterns, and waited carefully all the way.

"It's time to work. Please put the wine and vegetables on the table and get back. If necessary, the Lord will call you."

The attic is poorly ventilated and smells like charcoal, so the air is not much better. Even if Hong Qing's nose is itchy after being washed, he doesn't care about so much, and casually throws out a folded hundred tael The silver ticket, rewarded Bao Xiaowu and the others, then raised his brows, and ordered in an unquestionable tone.

"Okay, Qingbaile, please do what you want, the little ones will be watching downstairs, if there is anything, you can just give orders."

Bao Xiaowu and the others were all good men, they dared to put on airs in front of the lost Shisan, but they never dared to disobey Hong Qing's wishes, after listening to Hong Qing's order, they dared not have the slightest sympathy Negligent, arranged everything in a hurry, lit the two candlesticks next to the attic, and then carefully retreated downstairs.

"Uncle Thirteen, my nephew greets you."

Bao Xiaowu and the others were very busy, and there was a lot of movement, but they didn't see any movement from Old Shisan lying on the rocking chair, and they didn't even see Old Shisan opened his eyes. It's not the way of hospitality, but Hong Qing didn't care about that much, and stood with a smile all the time, until Bao Xiaowu and the others retreated from the attic, then walked up slowly, respectfully He bowed and saluted and greeted Ann.

Hong Qing's greetings were over, but she didn't see any reaction from the old thirteen, and Hong Qing didn't say anything anymore, just bowed her body with a smile, and waited quietly. After a long time, she finally saw the frown of the old thirteen After a few strokes, Huo Ran opened his eyes, and shot at Hong Qing as sharply as a knife.

"sit."

Rao Thirteenth Master's eyes were extremely sharp, but Hong Qing was not moved at all, and calmly endured it like a breeze blowing on his face. After a long period of stalemate, Thirteenth Master's eyes softened , and didn't say much, just opened his mouth and spit out a word.

(End of this chapter)