Chapter 177 It's not an accident

Cui Yuan is really good-looking.

Three days later, when Lin Huazhi went to the South Gate to buy a wooden mold, six big Wan horses pedaled all the way into Jiangdong Mansion. For many years, people in Jiangdong City have never seen anyone so flamboyant and arrogant.

The first man had a handsome face with distinct spindles, long eyebrows, high nose and thin lips, and a long black cloak. Under the corners of the robe raised by the wind were red satin, and the deep lake blue brocade robe set off the jade trees in the wind.

Lin Huazhi looked at the man's face. Without waiting for her to speak, the spring white frowned beside her and whispered to her ear, "Well, he is Cui Yuan."

Lin Huazhi couldn't help but be stunned. Why did Cui Yuan go to the city? As a governor, shouldn't it be the official government to open the way and play the gongs and drums? What does it mean to quietly install into the city like this now?

Chunbai and Lin Huazhi thought of going to a place, and then the words fell to the ground. Her eyebrows frowned more tightly: "It's strange that Cui Yuan only took the chamberlain? Looking at this, he doesn't seem to want to attract attention.

Lin Huazhi agreed with Chunbai's words, and Chunbai happened to be present. Otherwise, no one really knew that the person was Cui Yuan, but it was still the same question. Why did Cui Yuan not appear in Jiangdong Mansion as an official?

couldn't help looking up again, but just bumped into Cui Yuan's eyes looking back. The eyes were a little cold. Although it was just a hurried glance, Lin Huazhi suddenly felt uneasiness in her heart. She didn't like Cui Yuan.

Withdrawing his eyes, Lin Huazhi turned his head and looked at Chunbai and asked, "Do you know each other very well?" As the leading singer in the teaching workshop, Chunbai probably knows a lot of dignitaries in Beijing.

Unexpectedly, Chunbai shook his head: "I don't know him, but I met him several times at the meeting. However, that man is a famous iceberg man. He doesn't like women and men. He looks like a monk.

Chunbai's evaluation of Cui Yuan more or less surprised Lin Huazhi. In fact, Lin Huazhi did not expect Cui Ting to have such a cold-hearted brother.

After a long time, Lin Huazhi whispered, "It seems that Lord Cui is not a good person to be with."

Chunbai nodded with approval: "Now that he is a popular person in front of your majesty, I heard that the prime minister intended to let him be the chief criminal servant, and it has spread in Beijing, but when I went out of Beijing, I heard that your majesty intends to recommend Cui Yuan as the weaving department."

Lin Huazhi was stunned, and the weaving department, which is a poor. Although the official rank is not as good as that of the servant of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, this weaving department is directly appointed by the royal family. A servant and a weaving department can see the relationship between your majesty and the royal family.

Weaving Division. Lin Huazhi's heart turned around. No wonder the Cui family was also interested in dyeing.

After a few words with Chun Baixian, Lin Huazhi picked two wooden molds. After paying the money, Lin Huazhi thought for a moment and whispered to Chunbai, "Hold on to Mao's big mouth. Come to my house in the evening, and I'll give you the painting."

Chun Bai nodded and responded to this.

The two broke up in Deshengfang. Lin Huazhi was originally about to return home and took a few steps. He suddenly remembered that Uncle Zeng sent someone to take Zhang Ziqing to the village last night. Xing'er was also sent to the tofu shop by her in the morning. At this time, there was no one at home. Lin Huazhi wanted to go home and turned back to find Qingling. However, after turning around the street, he was blocked by a carriage.

"Flower branches."

The plain hook curtain was raised. As soon as Lin Huazhi looked up, she saw Yan Shaobai.

"You..."

Taking a step back, Lin Huazhi just frowned and looked at Yan Shaobai. She didn't know what it meant for Yan Shaobai to stop her halfway.

Yan Shaobai didn't get out of the carriage. He sat in the carriage and looked at Lin Huazhi for a while before asking in a low voice, "Where are you going? I'll see you off."

Lin Huazhi wanted to refuse, but when she saw that someone had noticed on both sides of the street and pointed out, Lin Huazhi secretly sighed and helped the carriage into the carriage.

Yan Shaobai's carriage is very comfortable. In fact, the interior decoration is far more gorgeous and comfortable than the inconspicuous appearance of the carriage. In the past, Chen Suyue often took this carriage when traveling. But when she thought that Cui Ting was cheap for nothing, Lin Huazhi's face became more and more ugly.

"Where are you going?" Yan Shaobai asked again.

Lin Huazhi looked up and saw that Yan Shaobai looked better than a few days ago, at least not the kind of depression after his marriage. Looking carefully, somehow, Lin Huazhi suddenly remembered Cui Yuan, whom he had just hurriedly met in Nancheng.

In comparison, Yan Shaobai's handsomeness is inseparable from his thick book spirit, and Cui Yuan, in the eyes of Lin Huazhi, may be more like a sharp blade, cold and dangerous.

I haven't seen Lin Huazhi speak for a long time. Yan Shaobai couldn't help asking again, "Huazhi, what's wrong with you?"

When she came to her senses, Lin Huazhi found that she didn't know when Yan Shaobai was very close to her.

Lin Huazhi did not move and found a comfortable position to lean against. Lin Huazhi looked at Yan Shaobai and said, "I'm going to the dyeing workshop. How's Cui Ting?"

Yan Shaobai didn't answer.

Lin Huazhi continued to say, "I'm very sad about Mingyue. Cui Ting's mood fluctuates greatly when she encounters such a thing with a big belly. You should be able to stay at home with her."

A deep smile appeared on Yan Shaobai's face, which fell into Lin Huazhi's eyes. She couldn't understand it. Without waiting to look carefully, Yan Shaobai had restrained too much look on her face and looked at her and whispered, "Huazhi, I saw Xing'er in Chenghua the day before yesterday. I heard the Taoist that you want to have a good relationship with Mingyue. You have a heart. ."

Lin Huazhi said oh, and then asked, "I didn't want to say more. Since you said so, I think you and Cui Ting didn't want to give Mingyue a statement, did you?"

Yan Shaobai didn't answer for a long time. He said, "Huazhi, there are some things you don't understand."

Lin Huazhi didn't want to mention Mingyue, but somehow when she heard Yan Shaobai's words, a fire suddenly ignited in her heart: "What don't I understand? In your and Cui Ting's eyes, Mingyue is just a girl. Life and death are also a matter of your house. Outsiders don't deserve to talk nonsense, but..." In the middle of the words, Lin Huazhi stopped, and she remembered Wei's words.

In addition, she really has no right to accuse Yan Shaobai about Mingyue.

Thinking of this, Lin Huazhi couldn't help sighing.

"Huazhi, I'm a very bad person in your eyes." Yan Shaobai suddenly asked.

Lin Huazhi was puzzled and looked up.

Yan Shaobai looked at Lin Huazhi without turning his eyes, and then only heard him say slowly, "The death of the bright moon is not an accident."

Lin Huazhi's heart jumped suddenly. What does Yan Shaobai know?

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