auspicious time has come

Chapter 72 The Rabbit Is Here
There is no escaping this matter, no matter how difficult it is, she will do her best to fight.

After the words fell, the girl began to spread the paper in an orderly manner, and the white jade paperweight slowly smoothed the surface of the paper and pressed a corner.

"But Uncle Ping, don't worry, I won't act recklessly. You only have one life, and you can't do anything if you die." She picked up the pen, and her tone seemed to be a little more relaxed: "I will protect Uncle Ping well."

Cheng Ping sneered silently—he needs her protection from a weak little girl?

He believed her, though, when she said she would not act recklessly.

He also suddenly understood why this little girl presented herself as a dandy.

"I'll take a closer look at this matter first, and then I'll have a long-term discussion with Uncle Ping and ask for details." Heng Yu began to write and dip in ink.

Cheng Ping didn't make a sound, suffocated, got up and was about to go out.

"Uncle Ping—" Heng Yu didn't raise his head, but stopped him.

Cheng Ping, who had already turned around, paused with his back to her feet.

"Thank you for your attention when you go out. This is the Marquis Mansion. Is it in our own house? You should be more cautious in your words and deeds. Don't let others see it."

Cheng Ping frowned: "Who is my family with you?"

After finishing speaking, he raised his foot and pushed open the door of the study and walked out.

The moment his feet stepped out of the threshold, his originally dark face suddenly became numb, making it hard to see the expression of joy and anger.

Seeing him leave, Jiji, who was guarding outside, hurried into the study.

The study room was extremely quiet. The girl was sitting behind the desk, her shoulders were very straight, she was writing something with her eyes downcast, very serious.

Gigi still sensed something was wrong, and subconsciously slowed down her steps.

After writing the book, Hengyu paused for a moment, the hand holding the pen seemed to be trembling, at this moment, he slightly raised his eyes to look at the carved bamboo pen case in front of him.

Jiji followed her line of sight - this pencil case was left by the girl's A Weng, and the girl must always take it with her...

And the girl at this time...

When Jiji got closer, she saw that the girl's thick eyelashes were wet, and the upturned and small nose on her fair face was slightly red.

Jiji called softly with some unease: "Girl..."

"Go and get some sweet potatoes to roast." Heng Yu said suddenly.

After Jiji was startled, she nodded quickly: "Okay, maidservant, let's go now! Roast some more for the girl!"

In the past, when she and the girl were the hardest, they roasted sweet potatoes when they were happy, and roasted sweet potatoes when they were unhappy... The sweet and warm sweet potatoes are the most appealing.

She didn't know the details of what the girl was going to do, but she also had a vague feeling.

As the girl said, there is a connection between her and the girl!
like right now...

Jiji ran out of the study to get sweet potatoes, her eyes were also red.

In the study, Heng Yu wiped away the haze in front of her eyes with the back of her hand, and when she picked up the pen again, her hand no longer trembled.

What she wrote was a personal name.

The royal family, regardless of whether they are in Beijing or not; the high-ranking officials of the imperial court, all those who are above the third rank, whether they are in the court or have already served, their names are all listed on them, and there is no omission.

Over the years, she has been investigating the cause of A Weng's death, and she has already memorized all the officials who were in the same dynasty as A Weng in the past, the entanglements of their interests, and the current factions and forces.

What she has to do now is to screen out from these complex networks of people who agree with the condition of "the person or his family who gained power in the court 23 years ago"——

This is not a one-day job, it will take some work, but with such great progress and something to do, it is the best situation for her.

Jiji quickly brought the washed sweet potatoes, squatted down and threw them into the brazier.

The little girl baked it very carefully, and stood by the charcoal basin, turning it over with a fire mace from time to time, as if she was doing the most important thing.

After an unknown amount of time, Hengyu put down her pen and looked at Jiji who was standing by the brazier.

Jiji also looked at her own girl, seeing Hengyu smiling, the little girl with her round face that was baked red also grinned immediately - the girl seemed to be happier, roasted sweet potatoes are really useful!
……

The story is divided into two parts, let's talk about Meng Dazhu who went to the camp to ask the gods for help, and waited in the camp for two full days before he was able to see the gods themselves.

Xiao Mu has been busy with official duties these days, and Da Zhu said in advance that it was not an important matter, so he didn't ask anyone to disturb him at first, until he heard that his general was finally free, so he went to ask to see him.

It was early in the morning, and Xiao Mu had just returned to his tent after training in the martial arts field. Before taking off his armor, he took a few sips of the tea bowl from Wang Jingyong.

"Is Dazhu announcing the good news this time?" Junjun Yan asked with a smile while he was warming up to the fire.

"Not yet..." The boy subconsciously wanted to scratch the back of his head again, "Painter Ji hasn't agreed yet, so...that's why I came here to ask the general for help."

"Please." Yin Hai agreed with a full face: "Everyone knows that our general has always been very effective in protecting other people's marriage."

As he said that, he looked at his general, and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, helping people to the end and sending Buddha to the west, Dazhu's marriage was also indirectly facilitated by the general, and this matchmaker should protect it to the end."

Over there, Xiao Mu put down the tea bowl, and slightly moved his thin lips that were soaked in tea, "Yes."

Da Zhu immediately bowed and knelt in front of the Bodhisattva who is really responsive to requests, and kowtowed twice.

Xiao Mu glanced at his subordinates who were kowtowing lately, and walked out of the tent, saying: "If there is an earthquake in Riyingzhou in the future, you must have something to do with it—let's go, follow me back to the city."

Several people responded in unison and followed immediately.

"If you don't promise not to marry, you still want our general to ask Naji painter for you?" Wang Jingyong walked behind, and said to Meng Dazhu with some dissatisfaction: "This person has always acted out of the regulations. If she takes the opportunity How can I make things difficult and humiliate the general?"

"Ah... no, can't it?" Meng Dazhu became anxious.

"If you really don't understand, then say less." Wang Jingyong wanted to say more, but Yin Hai patted his shoulder from behind: "Jingyong, people must know how to hide their clumsiness properly..."

Wang Jingyong didn't quite understand it, but at this time Yan Junshi passed by with a smile on his face that he couldn't see through: "To be honest, Da Zhu and the general, it's not sure who will help who."

Yin Hai crossed his hands and nodded with a smile: "That's exactly the reason."

He clearly understands each of these words, but at this moment, putting them together makes him feel like he is listening to heavenly scriptures. Wang Jingyong's lips moved, and the phrase "Are you all sick?" , frowning, walked quickly a few steps and left a few people behind.

……

"Today, let's talk about the last episode of "Double Mirror Play". We only know that Miss Cui is persecuted by her family, and she will soon marry into a wealthy family in Kyoto. After hearing the news, Liu Sheng couldn't afford to fall ill..."

"Wait, wait! Don't talk yet!"

In Yingzhou City, in the Zhuji Teahouse facing the street, a storyteller with a long beard sighed and shook his head when he was interrupted by a sudden voice.

All the tea guests in the hall turned their heads to look.

I saw that the person who came was wearing a plum-dyed cloak, a light rattan purple dress, a hairpin with pearls and flowers on the side, and the sound of rings jingling as he walked. He had a delicate and pretty face, and he looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.

There are several servant girls behind her, obviously she is a rich lady.

However, the rich lady can't just interrupt people's listening to the book!

But the young girl didn't care about their eyes at all, she just asked the gentleman who listened to the book: "What are you going to say next, Miss Cui obeyed her father's order to marry into a powerful family, and will you tell Liu Sheng to die?"

The listening teacher smiled and said patiently: "Girl, sit down and listen quietly."

The girl was obviously a little anxious: "I've been listening here for three days, just waiting for Liu Sheng and Miss Cui to get married. Why does Miss Cui obey her parents' orders? Why doesn't she resist?"

Mr. Tingshu only stroked his beard and said: "Everything has its own cause and effect, and the people in the play are also in the world, so they can't escape the reincarnation of fate..."

"What is destiny? I heard it clearly a few days ago with joy. Since Ms. Cui met Liu Sheng when she jumped over the wall and escaped from home to play, she must be a person who is not bound and will not be arranged by others! And what did Liu Sheng say when he was sick? He knew that his sweetheart was going to marry another, so shouldn't he try to stop it? He fell ill as soon as he heard the news, wouldn't it be too useless? Did he really treat Miss Cui sincerely? "

The girl said dissatisfiedly: "This is fundamentally inconsistent. I think it's clear that you purposely fed knives to the audience, so that you can use them to deceive people's tears, right?"

She said one thing after another, and Mr. Listening to the Book was choked up - as we all know, since ancient times, only tragedies can be passed down for a long time, and people will remember them.

What is a good story that cannot make people cry?

"If you don't want to listen, girl, you can leave on your own. Please don't disturb other listeners." Mr. Listening Book cleared his throat and didn't want to pay any more attention to it.

"I want to listen, and what I want to hear." The girl waved to the maid behind her.

The servant girl stepped forward knowingly, and put a piece of silver on the table.

"Girl, this..." The storyteller was stunned and said helplessly, "This is against the rules..."

The maid put another ingot of silver on it.

"This……"

The maid put another ingot.

"..." The storyteller sighed lightly and shook his head.

This time the servant girl didn't add more, but stretched out her hand to take back the money: "Since Mr. is in trouble, then forget it—"

"Misunderstood, misunderstood." The storyteller gently pressed the folding fan on the few silver ingots, and looked at the girl with her chin slightly raised with a smile: "Supposedly I shouldn't have revealed the following earlier, but the girl really misunderstood." , in the playbook below, I didn’t intend to separate Liu Sheng and Miss Cui! Girls, please rest assured and listen—”

As he said that, he patted Xingmu with the other hand, and continued: "It is said that when the willow's life was hanging by a thread, Ms. Cui knelt down in front of the incense table and swore with the Bodhisattva that if the willow's life were to die, she would never live alone... Moved to the heavens, the jade statue of Bodhisattva actually slowly shed tears!"

"Suddenly the room was filled with golden light, and the decaying flowers and plants in the courtyard were like dead trees in spring, reappearing in brilliance. Liu Sheng, who was on the sick bed, sat up, and the pain disappeared!"

"The two of Liu and Cui embraced each other and wept. The parents of Ms. Cui's family were also very moved by this. Since the Bodhisattva showed them, they never objected to obstructing their marriage. In the city of double mirrors, a good relationship has been achieved!"

Hearing such a happy ending, the audience in the hall couldn't react in time. Lovers of tragic aesthetics could not help complaining: "...I'm ready to cry, just listen to this!"

Mr. Storyteller got up and smiled and cupped his hands towards the crowd: "I have little talent and learning, so please bear with me."

Some people didn't buy it and said: "It's not necessary to talk about seeing money so fresh and refined!"

"That's right, how can there be such a story..."

"What's the point of getting angry with him, he's a man who sells stories for a living..."

"Girl, are you satisfied with this ending?" the maid asked the girl cautiously.

The girl frowned, tapped her chin with her finger, and reluctantly said: "It's okay, we are together after all."

The servant girl breathed a sigh of relief, and amidst the noisy discussion, she followed the girl up to the second floor and said with a smile, "It seems that the girl pays more attention to the result."

The storyteller obviously made it up now, and all kinds of Bodhisattvas have appeared, isn't that ridiculous?

"Of course, as long as the result is good, how important is the process?" The girl said happily, "And it can be seen from this that as long as there is a will, everything can be achieved, and it really depends on human effort."

The servant girl pinched the purse that was about to be empty——well, the girl calls this a matter of human effort.

Pei Wushuang quickly went up to the private room on the second floor, and sat down by the window as before.

"I don't know what Miss Pei wants to order today?" The waiter stepped forward to ask, with a forced smile.

This girl has been here for three days in a row, and every time she orders tea, snacks, and side dishes from them, she has to be picky in every possible way——

For a while, they complained that their tables and chairs were not clean enough, and the windows were not big enough;
Yesterday, because they thought their hibiscus cake was too sweet, even the shopkeeper was forced to apologize to her—before this, how could the shopkeeper ever think that one day he would have to apologize for the fact that the hibiscus cake was too sweet?

But it's really incomprehensible to look down on their teahouse so much and come here every day...

But who would let her be the daughter of Pei Jieshi's mansion, he had to be treated well.

"There's no need for anything, you can go on your own." Pei Wushuang said while pushing open the window.

Come to the teahouse and order nothing?

— This is really wonderful!

The buddy smiled happily, and stepped back again and again.

Not long after, I saw the servants of Pei's family move things out of the carriage one after another, and brought cushions, tea, food boxes and other things upstairs.

"Why is this Miss Pei here?"

"Yesterday, I left after it was completely dark. With today's situation, don't you want to move a couch to sleep here?"

Seeing this, the waiters in the teahouse couldn't help but become more and more puzzled.

"Miss, can I really wait for General Yin here?" In the private room, the servant girl asked in a low voice.

"He has such a close relationship with the school lieutenant surnamed Meng. Recently, the Meng family first recovered the girl who had been lost for many years, and then went to the Yamen to resolve the affair. He probably wants to return to the city." Pei Wushuang looked at the building. Going down the street: "If he comes back, he will definitely pass by here, and I will just sit here and wait for the rabbit."

The servant girl wanted to sigh.

Sitting on the sidelines and waiting for the rabbit... That must be a blind stupid rabbit, right?
Pei Wushuang stared at it for a while, raised his hand and rubbed his neck that seemed to be stretched, and said, "An Lan, come and watch for me for a while."

"Yes, girl, rest."

Another maid came forward and handed him a cup of tea, then rubbed Pei Wushuang's shoulders.

But at this time, An Lan who was staring outside suddenly said, "Girl, rabbit!"

The maid who rubbed her shoulders was confused - what kind of rabbit?
An Lan pointed out the window: "...the rabbit is really here!"

And it came with the Bodhisattva!
(End of this chapter)