If I add money to become a layman, I can cultivate immortality

Chapter 6 Miao Ling dances in front of the couch, red sleeves add fragrance to the side of the table

On the surface, Ding Xiu still looked modest: "In my free time, I also scribbled some poems."

"Then... I wonder if this young lady is lucky enough to appreciate the young master's poetic talents?"

Ding Xiu rolled up his sleeves and said, "I will serve you with pen and ink!"

Zhou Miaotong stood up with a look of surprise on his face: "Sir, please wait a moment."

Then, he walked to the desk to sharpen ink.

Ding Xiu strode forward and walked behind Zhou Miaotong. He held her slender waist tightly with one hand and grabbed her hand that was polishing ink with the other. He whispered in her ear: "Miao Ling dances in front of the couch, and her red sleeves add fragrance." On the side of the case."

Zhou Miaotong twisted her body with a blush on her face: "Young master... polish it... it's done."

"Well, you write it!"

"Ah?" Zhou Miaotong looked stunned.

In fact, Ding Xiu also wanted to catch the pen with flying dragons and phoenixes, as eloquently as flowing clouds and flowing water.It's a pity that his calligraphy skills are limited, so he naturally doesn't want to show his embarrassment in front of a beautiful woman.

It seems that it is still necessary to practice calligraphy in the future.

Ding Xiu smiled: "If a man recites poetry and a beautiful woman touches her hair, wouldn't it be more elegant?"

"I see..." Zhou Miaotong held the pen, dipped it in ink, and then said softly: "Sir, that's it."

Ding Xiu paced and said slowly:
"If life is only as it was first seen, why is the autumn wind sadly drawing a fan. Waiting for leisure to change the old man's heart, but the old man's heart is changeable.

The Lishan language is half past midnight, and the tears, rain, and bells will never complain.How about Bo Xing Jin Yilang, who will wish for that day. "

He read one sentence, and Zhou Miaotong wrote one. After reading the last sentence, Zhou Miaotong couldn't help but stop writing and read it several times, her eyes becoming brighter and brighter.

"Good words! Young master is really good at writing!"

Ding Xiu looked modest: "Where, where..."

Zhou Miaotong couldn't help but ask: "Master, can this calligraphy be given to the little girl?"

"Of course, this was originally written by you, Miss Miaotong."

Zhou Miaotong looked surprised, bowed and bowed: "Thank you, sir!"

Ding Xiu coughed dryly and said meaningfully: "Miss Miaotong, it's getting late..."

Zhou Miaotong bit her red lips, walked forward slowly, and silently undressed Ding Xiu.

This was her fate and she couldn't fight it.However, her mood was a little different tonight, or in other words, the man in front of her was a little different.

There was more or less a ripple in her heart.

Shortly after.

"Miaotong..."

"Sir, don't... stop..."

The candlelight flickered, and the room was as warm as spring.

Just like Zhou Miaotong's mood at the moment.

Three poles in the sun.

Aunt Xue couldn't help but came outside the room and coughed lightly: "Miaotong, it's getting late."

Zhou Miaotong's breathless voice came from the room: "Auntie, it's just... it'll be... soon..."

After waiting for a while, Ding Xiu just opened the door, held on to the door frame and glanced at Aunt Xue: "Why are you urging me? Can you have a good breakfast?"

Aunt Xue said angrily: "It's almost lunch."

"That's right. How about... go to my aunt's room for lunch?"

Aunt Xue couldn't help but grit her teeth and said angrily: "I won't be afraid of eating too much to hold on until I die."

"Hahaha!"

Ding Xiu laughed and left. Before leaving, he didn't forget to rub a handful of oil on Aunt Xue's body.

Speaking of which, Aunt Xue is still very smooth.

However, such happy and happy days did not last long, and the capital city changed again.

Wei Zhongxian was indeed liquidated, and the emperor issued an imperial decree ordering him to go to Fengyang, the hometown of the Zhu family, to guard the mausoleum.

Everyone can guess that once Wei Zhongxian leaves, he will probably never come back.At that time, the old eunuch had so much power that he had many godsons, and many ministers in the court also attached themselves to him.

When the tree falls, the hozens scatter.

For a time, the capital city was in turmoil, the undercurrent was surging, and everyone was in danger.

Just at this time, Lu Hanzhong found Ding Xiu and said, "Okay, I finally found a vacancy for you as a Jinyiwei Xiaoqi.

The relevant documents have been forwarded, and you will report to Beizhen Fusi tomorrow morning. "

Ding Xiu felt happy, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, sir!"

"Don't thank me, just leave quickly."

To him, Ding Xiu was like the god of plague, and he wished he could be sent away as soon as possible.

"By the way, sir, I don't have a place to stay in the capital. Look at the small courtyard in Mingzhaofang..."

Lu Hanzhong waved his hand impatiently: "If you want it, I will give it to you. I will ask the butler to give you the land deed later. However, you must not come to me again in the future."

Ding Xiu gave a thumbs up: "Sir, you are so loyal!"

Although the yard is small and old, if you really have to spend money to buy it, it will cost you at least 300 taels. Save what you can.

The next morning, Ding Xiu came to Beizhen Fusi to report with documents in hand.

It was really a coincidence that he happened to be assigned to the Baihu Office where Shen Lian was located and became a flag under Shen Lian.

The name of the [-] households in the yamen is Zhang Ying. He is in charge of two general banners, one is Shen Lian and the other is named Lu Jianxing.

And Jin Yichuan is the flag under Lu Jianxing.

"division……"

When Jin Yichuan saw his senior brother walking towards him wearing a Feiyu suit and carrying an embroidered spring knife at his waist, he once again felt as if he had seen a ghost and almost blurted out the word "senior brother".

Speaking of Jinyiwei's flying fish suit and embroidered spring knife, they could be regarded as symbols of identity and status in the early Ming Dynasty. Even hundreds of households were not qualified to wear them.

Nowadays, the streets are almost ruined. Even a small flag can wear a flying fish suit and an embroidered spring knife.

Shen Lian walked over, glanced at Ding Xiu, then at Jin Yichuan, and couldn't help but ask: "Yichuan, do you know him?"

Ding Xiu smiled: "I don't know him, but I seem to have seen him somewhere before... I am a humble Ding Xiu, and I have met Lord General Banner."

Shen Lian nodded: "Well, I heard Master Baihu mention it before. Yichuan, please introduce Ding Xiaoqi to the brothers first."

"Yes, Lord Shen."

In private, Jin Yichuan usually calls Shen Lian his second brother, but in the yamen he still calls him "sir".

As soon as Shen Lian left, Jin Yichuan immediately dragged Ding Xiu to a deserted place and said angrily: "Brother, you are too brave. You just pretended to be a Jin Yiwei, but you actually dare to come to the Yamen?"

Ding Xiu smiled and patted Jin Yichuan's shoulder: "No, no, no, you are wrong. You are the one pretending to be Jin Yiwei. I paid my way in openly."

"you……"

Jin Yichuan was startled and looked around anxiously for fear of being heard.

After all, this is his biggest secret. Once it is discovered or even suspected, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Okay, don't mind my business. I'm too lazy to mind yours. Let's keep the same thing."

"division……"

"Stop calling me Senior Brother, be careful if someone hears you. From now on, I will call you Yichuan, and you, call me Brother Ding, Lord Ding, etc... Don't be stunned, do what you should do."

"That...silver..."

"You still have to find a way to get it for me, don't think I forgot."

Jin Yichuan gritted his teeth: "Okay, but you have to give me more time."

"I'll give you another month."

When duty was about to end in the afternoon, Ding Xiu originally planned to go to the outskirts of Beijing to talk to his master and report on the progress of the situation.

Unexpectedly, Shen Lian summoned a group of subordinates and said solemnly: "Everyone, get ready, there is a big operation tonight."

……

(End of this chapter)