Chapter 23: Don't dare to sing loudly, frighten the people in the sky 1

"Lord of the palace."

"Are you back? Get up quickly."

Shucheng knelt on one knee and buried his head deeply.

"Lord of the palace, Ziwei Baizhen failed to get it back. Please punish it."

The shock brought by this answer is beyond words, so that the spray bottle in Ji Yufu's hand has been in a pouring posture, and the water splashed on a triangular plum.

"Failed to get it back?" He repeated word for word, as if to make sure that his ears were not mistaken. "Don't you explain, excuse me? For example, whether it has been destroyed, or..."

"No, my disciple failed." Shucheng admitted it very readily.

Ji Yufu seemed to frown, because the disciple's attitude was really strange, and he seemed to be not ashamed but proud. Although he did not claim to be the first thief in the world to anyone, in fact, he was, and ten years ago, no matter how gentle he was, he would not allow others to see his own dignity. What's wrong with this?

"You... Oh, forget it. Forget it if you don't get it." He waved his hand. Ziwei Baizhen was not a must-get thing. He was just curious and asked Shucheng to borrow it - but the borrowing method was not honorable.

Shucheng suddenly looked up and said, "The palace master doesn't have to be lost. In a few months, Ziwei will come to Fuqin Palace."

This was another surprise. Ji Yufu did not immediately interface. He looked at Shucheng's face carefully and tried to find some clues from it, but failed.

"Disciples quit."

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In recent years, the heavy snow is flying in the capital, and almost the carriages and horses are not good. Under such circumstances, Wei Tanyi, who did not focus on business, naturally found a reason not to open the door. He and the two of them cooked tea on the stove in the store, and also baked overnight cakes to satisfy their hunger. It was quite comfortable.

"Bing, "Bing, "Bing!" Near dusk, the door of the branch store was suddenly smashed, and the voice was chaotic, as if something big had happened. As soon as Si Si pulled out the door, the people outside the door bumped in and quickly put the door on top.

Wei Tanyi wrapped the fox coat tightly. The wind that leaked into the door just now was not ordinary cold. He put down the book in his hand, took a sip of hot tea, and said, "Is there a hundred wolves chasing behind Lord Han?"

"You were chased by a wolf," Han Ruqi shook his white eyes angrily and took off his clothes full of snowflakes. "It's wind and snow outside. I haven't eaten for a day. If I really can't go home, I'll come here to avoid the snow first."

"Well, Si Si, go and get the remaining half of the cake for Lord Han." The shopkeeper agreed very generously, but it was a little out of place.

The corners of Han Ruqi's mouth twitched: "The leftover cake?" That's not true. Does Lord Han still want something new? In this damn weather, the old man who sold cakes at the door closed early and went home. Having said that, he swallowed his saliva, and no matter how hungry he was, he could not eat the leftover cakes from others.

Si Si quickly took half of the hair cake and wrapped it in a piece of white paper and handed it over: "The owner of this cake broke half and ate it, and the rest has not been moved. Lord Han, please."

"Ah? Oh..." It was brushed again. If it hadn't been for the fact that I hadn't heard what I said before when I went to the backyard just now, I wouldn't have been so honest. Han Ru glanced angrily at a guy who was always happy to cancel him. The guy was crushing the tea, making it difficult for him to blame.

Of course, half a piece of hair cake is not enough to satisfy your hunger, but you can still do it with a little relief. Han Ruqi devoured the cake so that there was no dough residue left, took the teacup and took a sip of hot tea, and suddenly felt that he had come back from the ghost gate. Only then did he notice some different places than usual.

It's like Wei Tanyi didn't ridicule him - although he used his villain's heart, he gave him food and tea, as if he really came to avoid the snow and this Yuezhai was an inn.

"Hey."

"Hmm?" Wei Tanyi didn't raise his head and stared at the book in his hand.

"What's going on today, so quiet?"

I can't help saying, "When Lord Han is away, the master has always been very quiet, as quiet as an old monk."

Does this mean that he is noisy? Han Ruxu touched his nose.

"Well, it's mainly because the little beast is not here." Wei Tanyi closed the book and rubbed his eyebrows. Then he noticed that the place where the parrot rack was usually placed was empty, so he asked, "Where is the parrot?"

Wei Tanyi looked up at him and said, "Isn't this what I want to ask? The little beast disappeared two days ago. I still thought it was missing the old master and went to the house to visit Lord Han.

Han Ruqi Zhiyi: "Do you think it is a pigeon that can still recognize the way?"

"Other than that, I can't figure out where it will go." Without a little guy with a rap, the store is very lonely. All three of them have an obvious feeling. This parrot, which often makes people laugh and cry, is really indispensable.

The wind and snow roared outside the door, like the scenery of the north. Wei Tanyi held a teacup in his hands and whispered, "It's really cold in the capital. I don't know why those people yearn to stay here for a long time."

"What did you say?"

"I mean, it's also a guest day on a snowy day. I'm afraid Lord Han won't go for a while. It's better to tell us if there are any interesting things in the capital recently."

Han Ruqi muttered, "There's nothing interesting", drank all the tea in the cup, and listened to the wind outside the door anxiously.

Quin Si gently tapped his cheek with a green onion finger: "Maybe there's something interesting. The little beast also ran to see the fun?"

"It's very likely," Wei Tanyi picked up the book and turned it over again, as if he couldn't read it, and threw it away again. "That little thing is the most lively. The more people there are, the more excited it is."

Hearing all kinds of cases of missing people all day, Han Ruxu was not interested in finding a parrot at all, but the book thrown away by Wei Tanyi attracted his attention: "What kind of book is that?"

Wei Tanyi pointed to the only book on the table: "Are you talking about this?"

"Nonsense!"

"It's a hundred times of Ziwei."

"......! What are you talking about?"

Facing his two eyes as big as copper bells, Wei Tanyi shrugged his shoulders easily and meaninglessly: "A hundred kinds of purple roses. I know that Zongzheng Temple is trying to find it. What do you think? Do you have a story to tell, Lord Han?

This man... Han Ruqi stared at the book on the table. Can this man really know the world's affairs in the army? I know. You must have sent the parrot as a spy to find out information for you.

Wei Tanyi smiled at this and answered the question: "It took me some time to get it. Lord Han, it's better not to think about it."

Han Ru stared at him. Ziwei Baizhen is owned by the imperial court. No matter how much he spends it, it's not right to steal the channel. How dare he tell himself not to hit it?" Show me, is that a real purple myrtle?

"That won't work. Who in the capital doesn't know that Lord Han does anything by any means? I'm afraid I can't take it back if Ziwei is handed over."

"You!" Who can compare with you by any means?

"But Lord Han is not so easy to be wild in my territory now. As long as Lord Han talks about the reason why Zongzheng Temple insists on looking for it, I think it's interesting, and it's okay for you to have a look."

Wei Tanyi narrowed his eyes, dressed in red like a cunning Firefox, and stared at the prey opposite with a smile.

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Original poem: "Night Stay in the Mountain Temple", dare not speak loudly, frighten the people in the sky.