Concubine Sheng Chong

Chapter 135
Hearing Niu Shouxin's words, Fang Lijin didn't raise his head, "I want to make a bird cage."

Niu Shouxin held back for a long time, but still didn't say a word, then he drew his sword and walked towards the bamboo forest without saying anything.

He didn't have the ability to understand the second young master's thoughts, he thought to himself that he should work obediently before he heard something that made him unable to understand.

At this time, in the bamboo forest side courtyard of Duke Anguo's mansion, a soldier in armor was full of travel and dust.

After he entered the door, he knelt down on one knee facing the man in Tsing Yi sitting behind the desk.

"Master Hou, Commander Cheng sent his humble staff back to Luoyang quickly to report the matter to Master Hou."

The man behind the desk seemed not very interested in this person's appearance at the moment.

At this time, his brows were slightly frowned, and there was a trace of gentle elegance between his brows that were not very sharp.

With a trace of scrutiny on his handsome face, he was staring at a hairpin in his hand that kept shining with a cold light as the angle of view changed.

The cold light was as cold as a sharp weapon for drinking blood.

After hearing what the soldier said, Xu Junyan put the hairpin on the desk.

He raised his eyes and said, "What is Commander Cheng doing?"

At this moment, Cheng Lin should be rectifying military households in Yizhou.

Suddenly seeing the awe-inspiring aura of the Marquis of Zhen Guo, the soldier hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look any further. He replied, "Commander Cheng intercepted a batch of grain and grass in the suburbs of Yizhou, and there was faintly a trace of it on the cloth bag transporting the grain. The handwriting of the Wanzhou Grain Depot, Commander Cheng asked the humble official to ask the meaning of Lord Hou."

Wanzhou Grain Depot?

That was the batch of grain and grass that Jing'an Hou Jiang Shiheng had thrown away.

The coldness in Xu Junyan's eyes gradually grew, "Has Commander Cheng ever revealed his identity?"

I didn't expect this batch of food to be related to Anxi!
Anxi?

Xu Junyan sneered for a moment.

The soldier quickly shook his head, "No, Commander Cheng has always been very cautious in Yizhou. Commander Cheng ordered them to be dealt with cleanly, and nothing will be revealed."

Slightly nodded to the soldier, and after pondering for a moment, Xu Junyan said in a deep voice, "Where was that batch of food... originally going to?"

The soldier hurriedly replied: "According to Commander Cheng's intention...the people transporting the food are all from Anxi, and they probably want to transport it to a certain military camp in Anxi."

Eyelids drooping slightly, Xu Junyan said indifferently: "Oh? Anxi? Since it has reached the border of Anxi, it is indeed a bit troublesome to transport this batch of grain back... Send a letter to Commander Cheng and ask him to find a local business firm and get the The batches of grain will be transported back to Luoyang in batches, and the news must not be leaked."

The soldier hurriedly cupped his hands and said: "Yes, the humble officer takes orders." Then he got up and left the study.

Xu Junyan picked up the hairpin again.

After Xu Ming notified, he entered the study, only to see the master staring at a hairpin intently!
No, it's not an ordinary hairpin. Look carefully, that hairpin is still faintly shining with cold light!

It's kind of like... like...

Xuan Tie!

This should be the large piece of high-quality black iron that was sent to be forged last time, right? !

"Master, is this made of the black iron that was sent to be forged last time?"

But the leftover material of that piece of black iron should be bigger than this hairpin, right?

Xu Junyan's eyes softened a little, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "That piece of black iron is not pure enough, so I ordered the craftsman to take the purest piece."

Xu Ming's heart trembled slightly.

"The rest?"

Xu Junyan's tone remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "Only when you come out of the furnace can you know where is the purest, and other black irons that have been melted will also be useless."

Xu Ming was dumbfounded, "Such a big piece of black iron ended up with such a hairpin?"

This hairpin is unpretentious, the most dazzling part is the cold light.

That's a whole big piece of black iron!

Xu Ming looked at his master who was written all over his face, and said with emotion in his heart that there is no such thing as a troublesome beauty, nothing is better than a beauty with a thousand dollars, and she smiled!
There is no need to think about it, the hairpin will be in Miss Jiang's hands within two days.

The corner of Xu Junyan's mouth was slightly raised, and then he placed the hairpin in a box with rosewood on the outside and agarwood on the inside.

He thought to himself that it's time to go and see this girl.

In the winter afternoon, even the bustling street shops in the south of the city fell silent.

Jiang Jincai looked at the pedestrians in twos and threes, his eyes darkened.

He gathered the cloak around his body, covering the edge with several holes.

After turning in an alley for a long time, he finally stopped at the door of a very small and inconspicuous shop.

There is no signboard for this shop, only two crooked red lanterns at the door with the words "Lucky Fortune" written on it, and only these two lanterns can show that this is a shop.

Jiang Jin touched the hole in the cloak, frowned, and took off the cloak at the door.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew, and he hurriedly opened the door curtain and stepped into the shop quickly.

After a while, a woman in red outside the door also stopped walking. She smiled brightly and was charming.

Looking at the still shaking door curtain of this shop, she dodged and turned aside.

After Jiang Jincai entered the shop, he turned arrogantly to a thin woman behind the counter and said, "What's the matter? Why don't you greet customers?"

The woman behind the counter slowly raised her head.

Her face was wrinkled, brown spots spread under the eyelids, and everything looked old.

Only those eyes were shining.

She held a cup with a yellowish edge in her seemingly withered palm, and said with a half-smile: "Everyone who comes to my old lady's shop is someone who knows what they want, why should the old lady greet you?"

The words were so hoarse that Jiang Jin uncomfortably looked away from her face.

He looked at the small shop and said in a deep voice, "My young master wants to buy Huasha powder."

The woman took a look at his brown brocade robe with flowers, with a trace of disdain in her eyes, and said slowly: "It's just scattered flowers and sand, the old woman still thinks it's some kind of extraordinary thing..."

If it was really the young master of a rich family, he wouldn't even have a follower, and this clothes...

The clothes are indeed made of expensive materials, but are you wearing autumn clothes in this winter?
I'm afraid it's just someone trying to save face.

As she spoke, she put her brown and dry hand on the counter, "50 taels."

What Jiang Jincai said was immediately choked in his throat. He raised his voice in disbelief and asked, "This Huasha powder costs 50 taels? I only need one yuan of Huasha powder!"

The old woman snorted, "That's the rule of the shop, if the young master is not satisfied, go out and turn right."

Slightly weighing the purse in his hand, Jiang Jin gritted his teeth and took out a silver ingot.

Only by buying this Huasha powder in such an unremarkable lower shop, will you not leak your news.

He glanced at the bright silver on the counter, and said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, my young master needs it urgently."

But the old woman just put the silver into the drawer in a calm manner, and then got up tremblingly to reach for the medicine drawer.

She took out a long medicine drawer from the cabinet behind her, spread a piece of yellow paper on the counter, and poured most of it from the medicine drawer with a splash.

Jiang Jincai's eyes widened, and he said anxiously, "It's enough for you to sell me this little half."

With so much Huasha powder, it's not like I want to go back and cook porridge and kill myself!

The old woman ignored him, and slowly wrapped the yellow paper, without raising her head, she said, "Don't worry, my lord, this is the old lady's rule here."

Jiang Jincai's complexion became more and more bad, and finally snatched the big bag of Huasha powder with a dark face, and left the shop with a cold snort.

With a sullen face, he endured the chill outside and walked quickly to the entrance of the alley.

Seeing his back walking out, the woman in red waited for a while before stepping into the shop.

After taking a look at this humble shop, she said to the woman with a smile: "Grandma just now is the husband of a little girl."

Then a resentful expression changed on his face, "It's just that the husband and the little girl have always been at odds, and today he even stole the money behind the little girl's back. Can you tell the little girl what he bought?"

The grandma stared at the cups on the counter, as if she couldn't hear anything.

The woman in red raised her eyebrows, took out a piece of broken silver from her pocket and put it on the counter.

She accompanied her with a smile and said, "Grandma can talk? This tea money is for grandma to soothe her throat."

The woman put the silver into the drawer calmly, and then said slowly: "Hua Sha San."

oh?Jiang Jin just came to buy Huasha powder?

Qinghong was startled for a moment thoughtfully.

Having been in the dust for a long time, these secret means must be firmly grasped, and she naturally knows that Huasha is scattered.

If you take Huasha powder to a certain dose, it can cause people to go crazy...

After thinking for a while, she smiled at the woman and said, "If my husband comes again, grandma, please don't tell him that I came to look for him."

The woman ignored her and sat behind the counter.

Qing Hong didn't look too much, she turned around and left the small shop.

After thinking about it in her heart, she went to the General's Mansion.

At this time, in the phoenix tree, Jiang Jinyan was sitting on a stone bench under the phoenix tree.

The sycamore tree behind her was so tall that even the lowest branches had surpassed the courtyard wall, but at this moment it was deserted, with scattered dead leaves on the branches.

A gust of wind passed by, and fallen leaves swirled and swayed down from time to time.

Jiang Jinyan was wearing a light blue jacket with silver patterns embroidered with hundreds of butterflies, and the wishful silk sash around his waist swayed slightly in the wind.

Below her was a long skirt with light yellow and dark embroidered white orchids. The orchids were extremely delicately embroidered, reflecting her slender figure.

Today, because I didn't expect to have a meeting, I wore a very simple and simple peach heart bun.

She wore a few pearl hairpins in her bun, which made her hair blacker and blacker against the background.

The most eye-catching thing in that hair is an emerald hairpin.

At this time, the beautiful face was slightly covered with powder and daisy, demure and indifferent in this winter afternoon.

Jiang Jinyan's face is extremely beautiful, and the willow leaf-like eyebrows add a touch of gentleness to her face.

Now that her body has recovered a lot, her unspotted and red lips are extremely pleasing to the eye even when they are gentle.

She lowered her head slightly, and those strands of blue hair slipped from her shoulders to her chest, and there seemed to be a trace of coquettish anger in her eyes.

She said to the man behind the stone table: "Why are you here at this time?"

(End of this chapter)