My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 198 Let's Go Together

"Mother Zhao, there is no need to go. My daughter can go alone in the car."

"How can this be done?"

The red sunset reflects the bustling Yanjing, and the streets gradually become deserted.

As pedestrians passed by in a hurry, a carriage drove by slowly. Inside the pink curtain, a woman sat quietly on a cushion in the middle, and next to her was a fat woman smeared with pink and white.

The woman in the long skirt frowned slightly, looked at the person beside her, and chuckled softly: "Mother Zhao, are you worried that your daughter will go alone and fall into the tiger's mouth, and she won't be able to bring you the money back?"

"Mom, why are you thinking about this?" Qin Zhen seemed to know what the old madam was thinking. She waved her handkerchief, pursed her thick lips, and smiled flatteringly: "I just want to see if that gentleman lives next to the palace. "

Then he took Qinzhen's hand and rubbed it carefully: "You have a good life. I think back then, my mother was one of the beauties in Hongluan Tower. She was not as lucky as you. She was chosen by high-ranking officials as soon as she came here."

Qin Zhen covered her mouth and chuckled, but said nothing. She took her hand out of the madam's hand, poured a cup of tea on the low table, and served it to him.

The madam looked at her filial 'daughter' with pleasure as she took it with both hands and took a sip.

"After drinking this sip of tea, I will be out of the sea of ​​misery. From now on, I need to give that gentleman more air and let him take care of my mother's family."

"My daughter knows."

The sky was getting dark, and the carriage drove past Prince Xia's Mansion and went straight there. Even though they had seen many wealthy families, seeing the expanded Prince's Mansion, they still couldn't help but take a few more glances. Just the two people standing outside the door. The platoon of armored men made people subconsciously afraid to linger in front of the palace.

A moment later, the carriage stopped in front of the door of another mansion more than ten feet away. It could be seen with a clear eye that it should be separated from the palace and formed into a separate mansion.

Several guards came to greet her at the door. The woman held a long qin in her arms and bowed to the old bustard who was inconvenient to get down from the car curtain. Then she followed the young man who led the way into the mansion from the side door.

The layout of the pavilion, waterside pavilion, and four compartments, and there are many weeds in the flower beds, shows that the owner has just moved here and has not decorated it according to his own wishes.

After crossing the winding stone bridge and arriving at the backyard, a figure in a white robe and blue shirt was standing under the eaves. Looking at the woman arriving with a long piano in her arms, Guo Jia turned around with a smile and opened the door specially reserved for women. .

"Miss Qinzhen, let's just stay here for one night."

The furnishings in the room were simple, and it was obvious that there was no time to buy luxurious furniture. However, the woman did not lift it up, put the long piano on the piano table, and smiled at Guo Jia with some restraint and shyness.

After a moment of silence, she broke the embarrassment first and said, "I'll pour wine for you sir."

"I won't drink for a while. I want to listen to the girl playing the piano." Guo Jia plucked the strings and sat behind a long table not far away.

"Yes."

The woman lowered her face and smiled shyly, knelt down in front of the piano platform, and placed the long piano with her slender jade fingers.

The night fell, and the slightly cold night wind blew the lanterns on the street, swaying and swaying. In the dark alleys of the long streets, light footsteps spread one after another, and then rushed to the wall, and one after another jumped.

……

Guo Mansion, the candlelight in the open window in the backyard illuminates the figures, and the sweet music of the piano, accompanied by the woman's soft voice, turns into a little song.

Guo Jia, who was sitting behind the desk next to her, closed her eyes and listened quietly to the sound of strings plucked by her soft fingers. Occasionally, she opened her eyes and looked at the woman in a ruqi. Her movements were like a blooming white lotus.

In the dim candlelight, the two looked like a perfect couple.

As the piano music came to an end, Guo Jia opened his eyes again and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him. The woman happened to notice it slightly and looked at him. Then she suddenly smiled softly. Her beautiful eyes with spring under her willow eyebrows seemed to reveal He seems to be able to read people's thoughts so clearly that he has the urge to become a confidant.

The woman's every frown and smile are full of invisible charm, which seems to infect the soul without even realizing it.

The end of a song.

She lowered her hands slowly, just as a breeze blew in, ruffling her black hair, as if lingering sound lingered in the room for a long time.

Guo Jiayi clapped his hands and said, "Qin Zhen really lives up to the word 'qin' in her name. A random piece of music will make people addicted to it. Fortunately, I have recruited you into my house."

"Sir...disgusting."

Qin Zhen lowered her pretty face rather shyly, and glanced at Guo Jia shyly: "Sir... the slave family is lucky enough to meet their beloved, and they are extremely happy in their hearts."

"Yes... I'm really lucky. I just don't know why Qin Zhen wants to plot against her husband?"

In the candlelight, Guo Jia's smiling face seemed to become gloomy. …

Outside Hongluan Tower, the returning carriage stopped.

The Turtle Slave stepped forward and opened the curtain. Then, she sat on the carriage with a bang and collided with the coachman. As the hanging curtain swayed, the madam inside was bleeding from all her orifices. She was lying on her side in the carriage, and the pot of tea was spilled on her legs. side.

……

"Sir, what do you mean?"

Gentle words rang out from the red lips, and she was a little surprised. Qin Zhen held a handkerchief and looked at the man behind the planning table in front of her, "How could the slave family plot against Mr.... The slave family is just a woman..."

Guo Jia smiled slightly and pointed to the Changqin beside the woman.

"I have a brief understanding of the music. I can barely hear some discordant timbres. Miss Qinzhen lives in a brothel. How could she make such a mistake? This is the way to make a living..."

"Sir... I just don't have good academic skills... I can't..."

"Haha, if I'm right, the old bustard who came with you must be dead by now." Guo Jia still sat there, "I know I'm in your room today, why don't I drink the wine you poured?"

"Why?" The shy look on the woman over there gradually disappeared.

"The nails on each finger are much longer than those of ordinary brothel girls. This is not what someone who plays the piano all year round should have. As for why they are kept so long, it is unless there is some other purpose, such as...poisoning. Do you dare to spread your fingers? Can I look under your nails?"

"Sir, you are indeed a capable person beside King Xia!"

Qin Zhen lowered her gaze and glanced at her hands. Her pretty face showed a sneer: "Sir, you are very smart, but why do you want to be alone in the same room with me? You are so close, you are not afraid that I will kill you?"

"Kill me?" Guo Jia stood up slowly, pulled out a Han sword from under the long case, and hung it sideways at his side, "Do you really think I am a weak scribe?"

Outside, there were faint sounds of many footsteps.

A smile gradually appeared on the woman's face, but Guo Jia over there shook his head with a smile on his face: "There is actually another reason why I let you and your men enter the house. I don't want to affect innocent passers-by. I have no choice but to lure you into taking the bait."

"Outside……"

"Of course there are other people under your command who have made special arrangements."

Guo Jia smiled even brighter.

……

More than a dozen figures, wrapped in black clothes, followed the corner of the wall, climbed over the eaves and walked over the wall. Their slim figures avoided the patrolling servants, and quickly came to the backyard following the unique scent left by the woman.

Upon entering, they discovered that the courtyard was completely dark except for the lanterns around them that were not lit, and except for the room in front that was lit.

In the dim light coming from the window lattice.

A tall figure stood in front of them, then moved, and there was the sound of gold and iron rubbing together. The mighty body twisted its arms, pulling its shoulder blades down, and its knotted muscles relaxed and tightened, tightening the armor on its body. The leaves and nail rings creaked.

An assassin rushed forward with quick steps, and then flew back with a bang like a cannonball, landing at everyone's feet. His originally delicate body was twisted and deformed, his arms were broken, and his face covered by a black scarf was smashed to pieces.

"A group of female thieves who overestimate their own abilities..."

The short words were as low as a lion and a tiger, like a strong wind blowing against your face.When the figure turned around, a group of assassins could not help but shudder as if they were being stared at by terrifying beasts.

in sight.

A tall and mighty body, with thick eyebrows and slanted temples, and tiger eyes showing frightening excitement. As he stepped forward, he could hear the sound of the armor on his body rubbing against metal.

A pair of big hammers in his hands struck each other, sparking sparks.

"Hehe...hehe...let's go together!"

Opening his lips, Li Xuanba stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips.

It was a terrifying power.

(End of this chapter)