Lu Jinxi went out, took Qingque with him, and was going to meet Yin Liuer.
Of course, Egret stayed in the mansion, gearing up, preparing to give He Shi a good meal.
The carriage was already ready, and they got into the carriage and headed for the outer city.
Qingque squatted down and poured tea for Lu Jinxi, and said softly, "The slave has already informed Yin Liuer. The Hanmo Xuan he is going to go to today was bought from someone a while ago. It is in the outer city, and the surrounding area is full of In a place where literati gather, there are many people who go to buy and sell, and generally it will not cause suspicion.”
"He bought it?"
Before in the mansion, Lu Jinxi only explained Qingque's work, but was not clear about the details.
Hearing what Qing Que said now, he was a little surprised.
Listening to this description, Han Mo Xuan should also be famous.
Yin Liu'er is just like a gangster, where did the money come from to buy Hanmo Xuan
Qing Que knew that it was not too long ago, and her voice was still low: "This Yin Liu'er, the slave does not know how to describe it, but I have only heard from people in the market that he is a famous broker in the capital. If you want to do it, find him, and most of him can help you find the right person."
broker
This Lu Jinxi knew a thing or two.
As long as anyone who can be a broker, in modern terms, has a wide network of contacts, he can make a profit from it by making use of the relationship between his top and bottom.
In a certain sense, it is similar to "intermediary".
However, this Yin Liu'er was actually a well-known broker in the capital, which was somewhat unexpected to Lu Jinxi. This kind of person is generally black and white.
With a smile on her lips, she suddenly laughed: "How did you get on with him in the first place?"
"To tell you the truth, he used to be a slave and maid from his hometown. Later, when he came to the capital, the slave and maid also gave him two points. But later, the others disappeared."
Speaking of this, Qing Que also frowned slightly.
"When he appeared, he was already a gangster, and he knew some of the three sects and nine streams. The last time you asked to do something, the servants could only think of him."
It's no wonder that the blue sparrow can still be trusted.
The kindness of sending charcoal in the snow, and being a fellow countryman, is naturally better than looking for it outside.
Lu Jinxi originally wanted to make fun of whether Qing Que had anything to do with him, but seeing Qing Que's calm face, it really didn't seem like she had a head and tail with this Yin Liu'er, so she dismissed the idea.
She leaned in the carriage, watching the small wind blowing the curtains, revealing the scenery that was passing quickly outside, and did not speak.
She didn't care about He Shi's life or death for the time being.
As for Sister Lang's matter, it has already been agreed with Sister Li, and it will be resolved together when we greet you tonight.
At that time, it is barely considered that the things in hand have been cleaned up, and you can consider doing something else.
Lu Jinxi had a very clear plan in her heart.
Because she hadn't slept for too long yesterday, she closed her eyes and rested in the car now.
After about half an hour, the carriage went around several long roads in the inner city and finally reached the boundary of the outer city.
The surrounding voices suddenly became louder.
In the street market, people come and go, bustling, bargaining, shouting and selling... All kinds of things, and so on, filling the entire outer city with noise.
After a certain street, the voice gradually changed.
Originally, the voices of those who sold food and drink and even dog skin plasters were less. The occasional voices were also "Look at this, the real work of Dong Zhihang", "The best pine smoke ink" and so on.
Presumably, it has already arrived at the place where the literati live.
Every three years in the capital, there are students taking exams, and most of them live in this area. Over time, it has become a place where ordinary literati gather in the capital.
Not to mention, today is the most lively time for the imperial examinations.
After walking for a short while, the coachman shouted, "Second grandma, here we are."
Qingque hurried forward, lifted the curtain, and helped Lu Jinxi out.
Hanmo Xuan is a small two-story building of quite a certain scale.
The three shops facing the street are opened up, and the decoration is quite elegant. Even the door leaves are painted with a few green bamboos, which are indeed worthy of the three words "Han Mo".
Lu Jinxi got out of the car, looked at it, and found that it was still early, and the location of Han Moxuan was a bit remote, so it wasn't lively yet.
Inside and outside the door, few people walked around.
Of course no one noticed the carriage parked in front.
Qing Que went to explain that the driver drove the horse to the side, and then came up to Lu Jinxi and said: "It's inside, it's hard to talk downstairs, and I'm afraid that there will be too many people coming. Although there are few people at this time, you can be prepared. Please be prepared. Go upstairs."
This is safe.
Of course Lu Jinxi had no objection, nodded, and walked up the low steps in front of him, and entered the gate of Han Moxuan.
There are many Bogu frames in the shop, and there are some painting cylinders on the ground with some rolled up painting scrolls. On the surrounding walls, there are a lot of calligraphy and paintings, and the brush and ink are the new on the left and the old on the right.
A few girls in spring shirts are holding dusters and cleaning the surrounding bogu racks.
A few guys moved the painting cylinder on the ground, as if to adjust the position.
One staircase, located on the far left of the lobby.
Qingque waved his hand and led the way.
Lu Jinxi went up the stairs, and before she could reach the last step, a loud voice came from a corner upstairs: "Yinzi, hurry up and call someone to move it, how long has this mother been moldy? What a waste of my money!"
"Yes Yes Yes!"
A young man downstairs heard the voice and hurriedly agreed.
Lu Jinxi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, but he stepped on it steadily.
The layout upstairs is slightly different from the downstairs.
On both sides of the stairs, just like the downstairs, there are a lot of paintings and calligraphy hanging, but at the same time, they are also facing the four rooms, which are basically facing the street. The doors are open, and you can vaguely see the more delicate furnishings inside.
The voice just now came from one of the rooms.
Lu Jinxi looked at the prestige, and saw a young man in a brown round-neck robe with rich and noble patterns in the room to the east of Hanmo Xuan, throwing some poems on the table to the ground, and scolding in his mouth.
"I really have blood mold, how can I buy such a bad shop! Calling you a motherfucker..."
This turned out to be insulting himself.
After thinking for a while, Lu Jin guessed the identity of the other party, and then turned to look at Qing Que's expression, already a little frightened and trembling.
"Ma'am, he, he, this..."
"I know."
Market habits are fine.
It's not that Lu Jinxi has never seen someone more rude than this, and it's not her who is being scolded.
"Let's go and have a look."
As she said that, she turned around and walked towards the east-facing house.
That Yin Liu'er was still smashing things outside, her clothes were wrinkled, and a cheesy gold silk belt was tied around her waist.
"Grandma told you earlier that Lao Tzu wants to treat distinguished guests, so you can clean up like this! If you delay Lao Tzu's important affairs, be careful that Lao Tzu will cut you off!"
He never stopped cursing.
It was quiet downstairs and around, and no one seemed to dare to talk back.
"Whoa!"
Another collection of poems that had been stained with ink was thrown out of the room by him.
"Why is there such a broken book? What is it written? I can't read it clearly! Why don't you hurry-"
"Clap."
The poetry collection landed, and Yin Liu'er's voice stopped abruptly.
He was throwing a book while he turned his head inadvertently, and he saw a figure appear outside the door, ah no, how do you say those words of the sour scholars
Li Ying? Qianying
Hey, no matter what his mother says, it looks good anyway.
She was rummaging through boxes and throwing things, but seeing Lu Jinxi at the door, Yin Liu'er was dumbfounded.
He was at most twenty-five or sixteen years old.
The forehead is broad, the eyebrows are thick, and the eyebrows are well-shaped, like the vast distant mountains, the eyes are philistine and shrewd, and the corners of the eyes are a little deep, as if they had been drawn with ink, it is actually very flavorful looks.
But if you look carefully at the facial features, you will feel that this person is very ordinary.
"Are you Yin Liu'er?"
Lu Jinxi has long been immune to the gazes of others.
She glanced at the already stupid young man, then swept away the mess on the ground, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Listen to Qingque, you want to see me."
Yin Liu'er immediately recovered.
Under Lu Jinxi's gaze, he even felt agitated, inexplicably having a feeling that "this woman doesn't seem to be shallow".
This land in the capital city is at the foot of the emperor.
It is easy to say that it is easy to be mixed, and it is difficult to say that it is difficult.
Yin Liu'er was a scumbag. When he first came to the capital, he was considered poor, but now he is a well-known broker. In Xia Jiuliu, regardless of whether it is clean or dirty, he can always introduce people to others who need to do things.
So, over time, the days are getting better.
But the more you see the life of the people below, the more you yearn for the life of the people above.
Born as a gangster, he can't even handle the household registration.
This broker is a lifetime broker.
But Yin Liu'er is not willing to live under others.
The reappearance of the blue sparrow made him feel that he had seized a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and maybe there was a chance to jump out of the current level and make a fortune.
But now that the Master is here, he somehow feels that he may not be able to get better from this woman.
Thinking of this, Yin Liu'er's eyelids couldn't help but jump, as if it were a different person.
The swear words that were full of swearing before are gone. With a respectful look, he bows and salutes. Although there are some differences, he is still very disciplined.
"The general's wife is here, and the youngest is welcome. The youngest is Yin Liu'er. You can take it seriously. Just call the little one 'Liu'er'."
Six children
She knew that everyone else would call him "Liu Ye" or "Liu Ye".
Lu Jinxi felt that this person was a little interesting.
She smiled and leaned over to pick up the poetry collection that had just fallen in front of her: "You are being polite. During this period of time, I have been working for you to help me, so I should thank you."
"Small dare not."
Yin Liu'er didn't dare to stop her when she saw her picking up the book, but the current situation was a little embarrassing.
"It's all my fault that Xiao Xiao didn't think carefully. This Han Mo Xuan has only been set up not long ago, and they didn't clean up when they were disturbed. Madam, you are a rich man, Xiao Xiao must not dare to neglect, or change your place, Xiao Xiao. I'll serve you tea to make amends..."
Lu Jinxi didn't mind, so she walked in and said, "No need, this place is fine. I didn't plan to stay for a long time. You don't need to be nervous for a few sentences."
Don't be nervous
Yin Liu'er really couldn't relax.
He has been in contact with the three religions and nine streams a lot, and he has seen some capable ones. But it was the first time he had met such a lady of the first class, the legendary lady of the great general.
This is a noble person who lives in the inner city of the capital, not for a small role like him.
Although he had sent a letter to Song Zhiyan for this lady, Yin Liuer didn't think it was anything at all. The conduct of the general's wife had nothing to do with him.
He wanted to catch up with Lu Jinxi, of course, he was interested in her identity and the energy she might represent behind her.
Seeing Lu Jinxi coming in, she even said that she didn't mind, but Yin Liu'er couldn't suggest changing the place.
There is a screen separating the inside and outside of the house.
There are a lot of calligraphy and paintings on the wall, a collection of poems on a round table, and a bookcase not far from the window. There are brushes, ink, paper and inkstone. It should be a place for people to write and draw.
In the corner, there is a large open box, and the scrolls inside are a little damp.
Presumably, this is the reason why Yin Liuer yelled at him just now.
Lu Jinxi glanced at it, then threw the poetry collection in his hand into it, and walked along the edge of the Bogu shelf to the bookcase by the window.
Yin Liu'er followed a few steps and glanced at Qingque next to her.
Qing Que did not speak.
Yin Liu'er then bowed and said: "A while ago, it was a small accident. I was going to disguise a family letter and send it when Lord Song left the palace, but then Princess Yongning's car passed by. The guard who drove the car passed by. , I don't know why I saw something wrong with Xiao Xiao at a glance, took Xiao Xiao, and found your letter."
The guard driving the car
In Lu Jinxi's mind, the person who helped Princess Yongning get off the bus came to mind.
"This matter has been resolved. Although you have handled inappropriately, you are fortunate to make up for it. In the end, you were lucky and did not make a big mistake, so you don't have to say anything to me to apologize. It was later that you sent it back. A letter, how's it going?"
Yin Liuer only felt that Lu Jinxi in front of her was very inscrutable.
With the identity of Princess Yongning, after breaking through this incident, Lu Jinxi turned out to be safe and sound, and sent him a letter afterward, asking him to hand it over to Song Zhiyan.
Now asking...
Yin Liu'er didn't dare to ask more about the things in the house.
He thought about it in his heart, considered his words, and then replied: "Sir Song is the same as usual, but he was a little nervous when he received the letter, and he didn't know if he was happy or afraid. In the next few days, no reply was sent. I tried to find out, but I heard people say that he appeared in the brothel of the tavern a few times, and he didn't do anything else, just drink, like... Hey, the little one is not very clear anyway."
Although he had a lot of sources, Song Zhiyan didn't dare to ask too blatantly because of the lessons learned from Princess Yongning.
Anyway, Qingque said at the time that this was the last letter, so it would be serious if he didn't ask.
When Lu Jinxi heard this, she sighed in her heart.
Just drinking, what else could it be
Yin Liu'er didn't finish her words, but it was no different from finishing her words.
Song Zhiyan, Song Boxian.
It was originally a bad relationship, but in the end, it was just sad people on both sides...
She didn't know how to evaluate it, she could only say that arranged marriages killed people.
There is an inkstone with auspicious cloud pattern and water droplet on the bookcase, which looks delicate and cute.
Lu Jinxi picked it up and put a few drops on the inkstone on the other side. There was no ups and downs in his voice: "This matter is over in the future, you can just rot it in your stomach. Let's talk about your business. Qingque Said you were in a hurry, as if it was because the Falcon Camp recruited new recruits?"
As soon as this was mentioned, Yin Liu'er was shocked.
But a heart also followed up and down.
He tried his best, this has been waiting for half a year, and he didn't have much hope at first, but he wanted to try.
But until a few days ago, he heard about the incident on Changshun Street.
Soldiers all over the street knelt down for a woman, which shows how important her identity is. And the person who took the lead was not someone else. It happened to be Liu Jin, the admiral of the Nine Sects, who was in charge of the infantry.
Therefore, the hope in Yin Liu'er's heart suddenly increased.
But this is actually quite tricky.
He looked at Lu Jinxi calmly, only to see her snow-white fingers, which seemed to be bored, and had almost drained the water in the inkstone.
The ink was put aside, she picked it up again, and slowly inked twice.
"Why are not you talking?"
Lu Jinxi didn't hear the sound for a long time, so she couldn't help but look back, a little strange.
Yin Liu'er seemed a little hesitant.
After Lu Jinxi urged him, he seemed to be very embarrassed and very difficult to say: "Mrs. Hui's words, now that the Falcon Camp is recruiting, many people have already entered, and the quota is almost full now. to go in…”
"It's not difficult."
As Lu Jinxi guessed at the beginning, it should be that Yin Liuer wanted to go to the Falcon Camp, but there was no way.
"But I can't guarantee that I can send you in. I can write a letter of recommendation for you later, and you should take it to Master Liu, and it should be fine."
That's what it says...
But in reality, it's not that simple.
Yin Liu'er couldn't see Lu Jinxi's face, so she could only be a little cautious, and added: "But... the small ones don't have a useful household registration."
"… "
Lu Jinxi's hand that grinds ink suddenly stops.
Even Qingque next to her couldn't help but be surprised: "You're not..."
They are from the same town, how could Yin Liuer have no household registration
Lu Jinxi couldn't help raising his eyebrows, looking at Yin Liu'er's eyes, he suddenly became a little exploratory, and there was a faint feeling of seeing a cunning person.
What do you mean by "unusable household registration"
can be used.
This means a lot.
Enlisting in the military requires a household registration.
The inspection of the major battalions of the infantry was even stricter. Who knows what the origins of those without household registration are, and whether they are innocent or innocent? So it is never necessary.
This Yin Liu'er has no household registration that can be used.
Lu Jinxi couldn't help laughing, half-jokingly: "Are you committing a crime, or are you murdering and setting fire?"
Yin Liu'er didn't dare to speak.
The smile on Lu Jinxi's face faded a little, and asked again, "Then ask a direct question, have you ever committed rape and rape?"
Yin Liu'er finally raised her head slowly, and her eyes met Lu Jinxi's.
"You don't have to answer, or you can coax me, and I'll help you as usual. But you'd better keep it secret, otherwise I have the ability to solve the household registration problem for you and help you enter the Falcon Camp, and there will naturally be a way to let you Get back from the army now."
Lu Jinxi's words were not very polite.
Yin Liuer heard it.
He stared at Lu Jinxi for a long time, and his eyes flashed.
Of course Lu Jinxi didn't know whether this was true or not.
But she will look for someone to verify.
"If you say no, I believe it. However, you have decided to go to the Falcon Camp? There are big men over there, and there are very few people with a physique like yours who can make a difference. What's more, Now there is no war between the DPRK and China…”
Daxia negotiated peace with the Huns.
Before long, the envoys of the Xiongnu will come to Beijing, and the front line heard that they have passed the Hanshan Pass.
Of course, Yin Liu'er also knew this.
If there is no war, there is no way to quickly build a career and gain status and official position. There will be no such thing as Xue Kuang, who has been awarded a general in three or five years, reaching a height that others have not been able to achieve in thirty or fifty years.
War, of course, is a field of swordsmen, but it is also a field of vanity.
"Madam is very worried. Yin Liu'er also knows that with her physique, if she goes to the battlefield, the possibility of making a contribution is very small. But as you said, it is not a troubled time right now..."
"Small has no ability, but has an ambition."
"It tells me that today's generals are officials. Swords and swords in the courtroom, how can they not be more powerful than border gates?"
When Yin Liu'er talked about this, he felt a bit wise.
Lu Jinxi couldn't help looking at him.
Yin Liu'er put on a very marketable smile, like a gangster on the street, and continued with a sullen face: "Look, people like this little one just hang out everywhere and come into contact with all kinds of people. , isn't he very talented in this ever-changing environment? What if he is picked up by a young man and becomes a high official?"
just in case…
This ambition is really not small.
But it actually suits her!
Lu Jinxi looked at him and couldn't help but search a little more, or...
Evaluate.
It's like estimating whether a piece of goods is worth the price.
"You are quite confident in yourself. You must know that there is no airtight wall in the world. Although your household registration problem can be solved, will you not be turned over by others in the future?"
"This..." Yin Liu'er sneered, "the little one really didn't think that far. If you are unlucky, that's what happens after you become a high official. Now that you see the little one, how can you be qualified to worry about these things?"
That is the trouble of the high-ranking people.
It's "sweet" troubles.
Lu Jinxi didn't expect him to be so open-minded, or a bachelor.
These things are so well thought through.
"I'm drunk today, I'm drunk tomorrow, worry about tomorrow..." She read aloud, then went around to the back of the desk, and picked up a pen, "It's good if you have an idea, then I'll write a letter of recommendation for you—huh? "
Before the words had completely landed, the ending sound suddenly rose a little.
Yin Liu'er was stunned for a while, a little strange, and looked up: I saw Lu Jinxi, who was about to write before, suddenly looked out the window as if he saw something.
The bookcase was placed not far from the window, which opened to the street outside.
Standing in front of the window, you can see the whole street.
Although Lu Jinxi was behind the desk, when he looked up, he could still see Xiao Ban.
A tall and straight figure, I do not know when, actually came from a distance.
So familiar.
Isn't that the old grass
Lu Jinxi raised her eyebrows slightly, and felt a little subtle in her heart. She turned her eyes, glanced around, and finally landed on the lake pen that she was clinging to...
What a coincidence.
If you don't do a routine, you will be sorry for yourself.
She smiled inexplicably, turned the pen with her fingers, and looked at the street below again.
Gu Juefei changed his clothes today, but it was still navy blue, but the collar button and cuffs were replaced with white cloud crane patterns, which added a bit of extraordinary elegance to him.
Only when the crane cloak pressed down did it make people feel that it was sinking again.
Yesterday, he was meeting guests in the mansion, and he didn't expect such a coincidence. Several gentlemen from Time School were coming.
Xue Kuang's son, Xue Chi, wasn't that the one who taught him
Therefore, Gu Juefei naturally treated them warmly.
During the banquet, he revealed the news that he would break the fast and accept students together with several great scholars. It's not that Gu Juefei thinks highly of himself, but people outside look at him a lot, so this news will spread all over the capital soon.
The people in the General's Mansion, of course, will know.
Lu Jinxi would also know.
The name popped up again.
The subtle feeling in Gu Juefei's heart came out densely again, and he raised his hand to lightly touch his eyebrows, but he couldn't drive those thoughts out of his mind.
When Meng Ji came back from a gift yesterday, the look in his eyes was not right.
He said the gift was given, but no one saw it. So Gu Juefei had no way of knowing whether Lu Jinxi understood it or not.
Of course, Meng Ji also said that he saw Liu Jin and Fang Shaoxing at the General's Mansion.
For the incident in the DPRK, they did not go to Princess Xie Yongning, but went to the General's Mansion, which is really unreasonable.
I just don't know who is involved here...
Gu Juefei squinted slightly, but was not in a hurry at all.
No matter who is involved, this good show has just begun...
He walked unhurriedly.
Today, I am going to pay respects to the old Ji, who is also a great scholar of the Xiangyang Academy.
For him, this kind of thing about breaking the fast is the "urn" of "invite you into the urn", but to others, it is a top priority.
Ji Lao and him are friends with each other. If you forget about him, you will not know how many times you will be read back.
Gu Juefei thought about it, and the fingers between his eyebrows fell, naturally behind him. His tall figure and straight back made him look more and more relaxed.
There was a faint smile on his lips, which deepened slightly because he thought of something.
So, it's three points.
Not too thick or too light, just right.
Gu Juefei's footsteps were gentle, and as soon as he turned his direction, he walked from this side of the street to the other side of the street. Next to the street are Babaozhai, Qinlou, Hanmoxuan...
The place where Ji Lao lives is still ahead.
He recalled the road he had traveled before, walked past Babaozhai, passed Qinlou, and soon reached the west of Hanmoxuan, and passed the gate again...
But just as he was walking down the street to the east of Hanmo Xuan, there was an exclamation above his head: "Aiya!"
this sound...
Sound familiar
Gu Juefei's footsteps couldn't help but stop.
A tube of the lake pen, at this moment, I fell from the sky, and by coincidence I landed on his left shoulder!
The end of the pen dipped in ink slid down his robe.
"Brush!"
A black ink was pulled out immediately, and a line was drawn on him, smearing the snow-white cloud crane pattern.
"Clap."
The tube of lake pen finally rolled from his cuff and landed not far from his feet.
A scent of calligraphy and ink emanated from the ink marks left on his body.
Gu Juefei frowned slightly, stared at the tube of lake pen for a while, looked at the ink that fell all over the floor, and the ink stuck between his fingers, then slowly raised his head and looked up.
It was obviously Hanmoxuan's private room facing the street, and the window on the side of the street was open.
When he looked up, a bright and graceful face also happened to appear in the window—
His eyes were cold and indifferent, looking down, he seemed to be a little surprised; his sandalwood lips slightly opened, and he seemed to make a stunned sound; On her snow-white earlobe, it was shaking gently, and it seemed that she was standing by the window...
His eyes turned on Gu Juefei, and then fell on the pen in his hand. Lu Jinxi's surprised expression quickly turned into a little embarrassed and apologetic.
Gu Juefei saw her turn around and seemed to whisper something to someone.
Soon, a twenty-five or six-year-old youth ran out from the gate of Hanmo Xuan, it was Yin Liu'er.
With a ghostly expression on his face, he only bowed to Gu Juefei: "Eldest Young Master Gu, little Yin Liuer. I'm so sorry, the General's wife just picked up the pen upstairs, but she didn't expect her hand to slip. I dropped this pen and stained your robe. If you don't mind, please come in. The little one will find you and change your robe, and I will also pour a basin of water to clean your hands..."
"… "
At this time, Gu Juefei had already picked up the tube of lake pen and did not speak for a while.
Is it because he is not suitable for wearing clean clothes these days
But Lu Jinxi...
Looking up again, Lu Jinxi by the window has disappeared.
Gu Juefei's slender fingers are attached to the messy lake pen, and the light in his eyes changes, momentarily like a cloud shadow, momentarily like a mist...
Is it fate
He was still thinking that he would have a chance to get close to her again when Xue Chi was collected from the school fasting.
now…
There is no reason to refuse at all.
Gu Juefei slowly put a graceful smile on his lips, and only said: "In this way, there is work."
Yin Liu'er's mouth twitched, unable to describe her inner feeling.
In my mind, there is only the picture that keeps flashing back and forth: the lady of the general upstairs, with a calm body, a calm face, and even a happy smile on her lips, just planted the pen in her hand...
surprise? apology
Ha ha.
I believe in your evil!