win the hairpin

Chapter 11 The Thief
Although he had made up his mind, Huang Wenqiu felt a pain in his heart like cutting flesh, as if the ten tea had already been in his hands, but he gave it up to others.

So much so that I didn't even have dinner.

Seeing him unhappy, his mother, Xiao Chen, ordered someone to serve him a meal: "Wen Qiu, is it hot outside?"

Her head is full of gold jewelry, and her neck and hands are all covered. People with yellow hair can't look directly at it.

Huang Wenqiu got up and offered to sit down, and sat down by himself: "Mother, sit down."

Xiao Chen said: "Are you worried about your marriage, afraid that the Luo family will look down on our merchant? Don't worry, I asked, their family is short of money, and with the matchmaker's mouth, it will definitely work."

Huang Wenqiu forced a smile and said, "It's okay."

He doesn't worry about marriage.

Luo's family is short of money, and he lacks an official father-in-law, each takes what he needs.

Xiao Chen looked at his face, and it seemed that nothing was wrong: "Are you worried that Mrs. Song is pestering you? Don't worry about that. If she dares to obstruct your marriage, Auntie will be the first to let her go."

Mrs. Song is kind-hearted and soft-hearted, and she is not at her mercy.

Huang Wenqiu waved his hands, stopped talking, and buried himself in eating.

On the roof sat You Song majestically.

Seeing that it was getting dark, You Song saw that Huang Wenqiu really didn't seem to want to move, so he jumped down and walked from Hengyu Street to Wangfu by detour.

The front door of the Song family was closed, and the corner door was half open. Yin Xiao sat on the threshold and cut bamboo to make small bows and arrows.

You Song passed by him, his right hand suddenly reached down, like a gust of wind, to snatch his hatchet.

Yin Xiao threw away the bamboo tube, clasped his five fingers to meet his wrist, You Song moved his hand down in the blink of an eye, and continued to grab the saber, the two of them touched arms, palms to palms, and went through ten strokes up and down.

After ten moves, You Song didn't stop moving his hands, but his eyes were looking inside the door. Yin Xiao was distracted and wanted to turn around, allowing You Song to easily grab the hatchet.

"Your hand can't follow your heart yet."

Yin Xiao snorted and took the knife back.

"What are you going to do with this little thing?" You Song looked down at the bundled bow.

There is no one in their palace who doesn't know the Song family.

Yin Xiao lowered his head to work and ignored him.

You Song squatted in front of him: "If you answer me, I will give you a black lacquer fishing bow."

Yin Xiao didn't even raise his head: "I always ask."

You Song couldn't help laughing, and took out a big silver ingot from his cuff: "Fortunately, I brought five taels of silver with me when I went out today."

Yin Xiao took the silver: "The eldest lady asked me to make it for Song Qinghui."

You Song asked again: "You have good skills, why do you need to listen to the hairpin skirt, follow me to the palace."

"Don't go."

"As long as you go, I can teach you all my kung fu, and I will never hide my secrets."

Yin Xiao thought to himself that I am still young, if I were your age, I would have beaten you to the ground long ago: "I won't learn."

"Who taught you kung fu?"

"Hanbei song."

You Song thought about it, he had never heard of a boxing master with this name.

"Where are you from?"

"Dingzhou."

You Song was stunned, and then said with emotion: "It's so far away, how did you run from so north to so south?"

Yin Xiao hugged the things on the ground, got up and entered the door: "Five questions are over."

You Song quickly said, "I have money."

The door slammed shut, and the Yidi brocade that shook into a net swayed like ripples.

From near to far, it took a moment for the leaves to be quiet.

You Song rubbed his nose, turned and left, this time he didn't make a detour, he went straight back to the palace, looking for Xie Zhou.

Xie Zhou moved a low stool and was enjoying the shade in the patio in the front yard, eating a watery peach: "I'm back, how is the fish?"

"Ba Ye," You Song saluted, "I didn't take the bait."

Xie Zhou ate the peaches in two or three bites, and threw the pits into the hopper: "You must have played too much, and Huang Wenqiu saw the flaw."

You Song is very confident: "Impossible."

Xie Zhou took out a stack of documents from his armpit and smoothed the cover: "That means Huang Wenqiu is a good man and not greedy. If I get close to Mrs. Song, I will scrape off a piece of land in the tea garden for him."

You Song thought that Xie Zhou would die on this mouth sooner or later, so he didn't answer, and asked, "What should we do now?"

"How do I know what to do? It's not that I put my hot face on someone else's cold ass." Xie Zhou stood up and stretched, and then the document in his hand fell to the ground with a "slap".

The hot-faced King Jin was standing on the side corridor.

"My lord," Xie Zhou groaned secretly, "Why are you here?"

You Song stood behind Xie Zhou and bowed, he didn't dare to speak, and laughed secretly.

King Jin said expressionlessly: "This king can walk around as he pleases."

Xie Zhou hurriedly said: "It's getting late, the prince should go to bed early, and the officials have gone home."

After speaking, he will leave.

"No hurry," King Jin stopped him, "Huang Ting, bring three liters of beans, let mynah pick them into Buddha beans, cook them tomorrow and give them to the street, and accumulate some good deeds for my mother."

Huang Ting hastily ordered the servant to fetch it.

Xie Zhou wanted to cry but had no tears. When he picked one Buddha bean, he had to say a word of Buddha. After picking three liters of beans, wouldn't he have to grind his lips.

Seeing this, You Song hurriedly slipped away from the east gate, and when he got to the gate, he saw a person who was about to come, turned around and ran away when he saw him.

"Du Lan, stop for me!"

Du Lan was also a gangster in his twenties, so he could only turn his head and stop when he heard this: "Brother, I didn't see you."

You Song kicked him: "Where did you go to drink again?"

Du Lan smiled hippie: "It's not that I've been fine recently, I only had two drinks."

"If you drink too much, you will go crazy. Who will give you money to buy wine?"

"No one..."

"Let me know, take off a layer of his skin."

Du Lan stood there pretending to be stupid, and as soon as You Song left, he made a face at You Song: "If you dare to cheat, I won't call you brother, I will call you father."

No one mentioned Song Huiyue's trap again, and Huang Wenqiu escaped so easily.

Sure enough, Huang Wenqiu didn't go to Jianggan to buy tea, but he sighed often, until June [-]th, when Qi Cangsi came back, his sighing stopped.

Qi Cangsi's study was met with elegant thieves, and he lost his treasured ten-shaped dragon balls, a pair of sheep fat and white jade tiger button paperweights, a small piece of musk imperial ink, and a jade pot and spring vase with gold and iron wires.

Because it is a treasure, it was not discovered until Qi Cangsi came back to appreciate it.

After Huang Wenqiu heard about it, he immediately thought of Jiang Gan, and suddenly felt lucky to survive the catastrophe.

He found Jiang Gan in Li Liulang Flower Tea House.

Seeing that it was him, Jiang Gan hurriedly ordered another bowl of tea: "Brother, what do you want me for?"

Huang Wenqiu said in a low voice: "Have you heard about the robbery at Mr. Qi's house?"

Jiang Gan didn't take it seriously: "Brother, you want to talk about the ten tea, it's irrelevant, I've found someone and already made a move."

"How do you know it's irrelevant? They're all Ten Dragons!"

"A thief stole something in our Tanzhou, and he came to our Tanzhou to melt frost. That's not a thief, that's stupid."

"There are many fools in the world."

Jiang Gan straightened his face and said with a sneer: "Brother, don't you feel uncomfortable when you see that you didn't earn this money, and others earned it and didn't have bad luck?"

(End of this chapter)