win the hairpin

Chapter 408
Wan Yunjun took little Fang Sheng, picked a carriage of gifts, and visited Yuan Shaopei.

Before today, she wanted to go to the door but couldn't. Now she has boarded the gate of the Yuan family with only one Fang Sheng that King Jin stacked. .

Sitting on the side chair in the main hall, she relaxed a little and took a look at Yuan's house.

It is not easy to live in Kyoto. The Yuan family is much smaller than the Wan family. On the table is a white porcelain vase with no plum blossoms in it, and a shiny black feather duster. On the wall are two portraits, one of Zu Chongzhi, A piece of Liu Hui, apart from that, there is nothing else.

The door is opened in front of the hall, and there is a straight bluestone road in the past. There is a shallow layer of grass on both sides of the road. There is a large water tank under the wall, and behind it is a closed hanging flower door, which is a place for sitting and lying.

This small second-entry house is in perfect order.

After watching it, Wan Yunjun looked back, and just about to take a sip from the teacup, two people came in from outside and asked her to put the teacup down.

The one who walked in front was wearing a crane cloak and holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and said as he walked, "I have lived in the yamen for most of my life, and I am afraid that he, Zhang Ergui, would let us hide here." .”

"Oh, there is a guest," the visitor hurriedly stopped, turned his head and winked at the other person beside him, "Jiuyang, there is a stranger named Yuan!"

Wan Yunjun quickly stood up and bowed to the two of them: "My servant."

Qing Jiuyang lightly interrupted her: "We won't share names, honored guests are at their own discretion."

Only then did the boy squeeze out from behind: "Please come inside the two masters."

After saying that, the two started to stride again, the young man opened the second door, the two squeezed in through the crack of the door, and soon disappeared.

The little servant turned his head and came out, refilling Wan Yunjun with a cup of tea, without saying a word, and continued to go out to work.

Wan Yunjun thought about the origins of these two people, but because he was not familiar with the capital, he couldn't figure it out after thinking for a long time, so he could only give up.

After a while, another person came in, with a flat head and straight face, wearing a gray round-neck robe, followed by a servant with a crane cloak on his arm.

Knowing that this person must be Yuan Shaopei, Wan Yunjun stood up again, bowed to the end, and communicated the origin of the name with Yuan Shaopei.

Yuan Shaopei let out a "huh" and didn't say much. He asked the boy to step back, and took Fang Sheng from Wan Yunjun's hand. .

He was a strict person, and when he sat there reading the letter, he read it without saying a word, frowning.

Wan Yunjun couldn't help getting up seriously, sat up straight, and put his hands straight on his lap.

After Yuan Shaopei finished reading it, he folded Fang Sheng casually, called the boy in, and asked him to invite the eighth master of the Xie family as usual. When the boy went out, he looked at Wan Yunjun: "You know Mr. lady?"

"Ah?" Wan Yunjun was taken aback for a moment, then he realized it and nodded, "Yes, we were friends when we were in Dingzhou. We Wanjia wanted to run Jiaozi Shop, and we discussed it with the eldest lady for a long time."

Yuan Shaopei became more amiable and motioned for her to drink tea.

He also picked up the teacup himself and started to drink tea, other than that, he had no more words.

Wan Yunjun sat in a chair, drank the tea from green to colorless, and faced Yuan Shaopei who said nothing, wanting to cry without tears.

She can fight with businessmen with ease. She can fight pheasants one against three, and she can also chat and laugh with real officials, but a Beijing official like Yuan Shaopei really makes her difficult.

Not talking or laughing, the whole person is straight without a single gap, and there is no way to start.

She put down the teacup, and it was inconvenient to drink the tea—she wanted to relieve herself, but it was inconvenient, so she could only hold back.

When the two were sitting withered, Xie Zhou rushed over in a hurry, and seeing Yuan Shaopei sitting motionless, he immediately asked, "What Zen are you sitting on?"

Yuan Shaopei stood up: "Ba Ye came so fast."

Wan Yunjun stood up for the third time and greeted this Ba Ye Xie. After a closer look, he saw that this Ba Ye had delicate features and a tall body. Very tired.

Xie Zhou glanced at Wan Yunjun, and before he could speak, Yuan Shaopei had already handed over the letter from King Jin. Xie Zhou read it carefully twice, wrote down what was written in the letter, and then burned the letter .

This time he looked at Wan Yunjun squarely: "Do you know Sister Yue? Is she in your house now?"

This question seemed familiar, Wan Yunjun nodded: "Yes."

"Okay, that's not an outsider." Xie Zhou's expression softened obviously, and he hurriedly said to Yuan Shaopei: "Have Ni Peng and Qing Jiuyang come to your place?"

Yuan Shaopei nodded: "Here we are."

Xie Zhou breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Du is gone, I have to arrange our people to a proper place, Zhang Er is very crazy, you have to be careful."

"Don't worry, Mr. Dong won't let me have an accident."

Wan Yunjun was secretly surprised, thinking that Mr. Dong should be the current Prime Minister Dong Tongying. It seems that the battle between King Jin and King Yan is no longer concealed, but they are fighting without any scruples.

Xie Zhou stood by the brazier, bowed his head to dry his hands, and was silent for a moment: "You have to find something for Imakami to do, lest he go out of the palace to visit his son in a white dragon suit on a whim."

Yuan Shaopei nodded: "It's easy to handle, there is something unclear about the account of the third division."

Wan Yunjun began to fidget - is this really something she can hear?You won't silence her as soon as you go out.

Xie Zhou turned to look at Wan Yunjun: "How is Sister Yue? Is your illness cured?"

Wan Yunjun was worrying about himself, heard Xie Zhou's question, and replied: "Okay."

Xie Zhou smiled: "As long as she is fine, Dingzhou is suffering, she has suffered, you can send me a message, just say that brother Zhou is waiting for her in the capital."

His smile suddenly changed, with a murderous look: "Today's matter, we must keep it a secret."

Wan Yunjun rolled his throat and nodded subconsciously.

"Okay, I'm leaving." Xie Zhou rubbed his hands, turned and left.

He came and went in a hurry, and he didn't even have time to take off the cloak on his body. When he was walking out, he knocked a servant girl to the ground with a "bang".

"Hey, Yuanyuan, why are you here?" Xie Zhou reached out and pulled the maid up.

Yuan Yuan is just a goose. He didn't pat the dust on his body, and he didn't cry out for pain. Instead, he took out a goose yellow purse, handed it to Xie Zhou, and pointed to Wan Yunjun: "She sent me a big letter. The lady's letter, I want to ask her to give this purse to the eldest lady, it was enshrined in the Daxiangguo Temple, and I embroidered a Bodhisattva on it."

Xie Zhou held the purse and took a look. The Bodhisattva embroidered on it was deeply handed down by Song Huiyue. It was small and wild. While handing the purse to Wan Yunjun, he said, "You embroidered the Bodhisattva like this. It's very difficult for the Bodhisattva." Bless sister Yue."

Yuan Yuan's eyes turned red all of a sudden.

Wan Yunjun pursed his mouth, thinking: "What a beautiful man, why did he open his mouth?"

Xie Zhou left with Han Feng before Yuan Yuan shed tears. Wan Yunjun couldn’t sit with Yuan Shaopei again, and left quickly, thinking that luckily he met King Jin, otherwise she wouldn’t be there even if there were ten Yuan Yuan You must be able to handle Yuan Shaopei.

(End of this chapter)