At this time, Zhen Mingku and Zhuzi were sitting in the small box of the Red Apricot Courtyard, drinking flower wine, listening to the young and beautiful girl playing melodious songs.

The pillar carried two young girls in his arms, and under their diligent persuasion, they drank cup after glass, and they were drunk.

Sitting opposite him was Zhen Mingku, who had been eating, drinking, and having fun with the pillars everywhere in the past few days, drinking the soy milk in the bowl, and looking at the beautiful dancers dancing and singing in the room with great interest.

"Brother Zhen, I said that you don't know how to be funny, others come to Hongxing Courtyard to ask beautiful girls to accompany you, drink good alcohol, no matter how bad it is, you drink some water and wine, you pour it, don't drink the wine, pour to drink his mother's soy milk, drink soy milk, forget it, there are so many beautiful girls who don't call, but let a pious woman who is too old to look at sit with you, I really don't understand what hope you have for living in this life......"

Zhen Ming scolded with a wry smile: "Drink your bar!" ”

Zhuzi drank the wine syrup sipped from the mouths of the two girls in his arms, and he was already eight points drunk, and he talked more, and said drunkly: "But my pillar understands your personality today, okay!" Generous! Not stingy! It's a person who has made a big deal, although you have played me around these days, but I have a large number of pillars, and I am not to blame in the past, from today on, you are my pillar's brother! In the future, your business will be my business, and where you can be useful to my brother, it will never contain or ...... Whew......huhu"

After the pillar finished speaking, he slammed his head on the table and fell asleep.

Zhen Mingku turned his head and said to an old bustard beside him who still had charm: "Sister Qin, my friend speaks straight, don't be surprised, his heart is not bad, I will trouble you to take care of him tonight." ”

"Officials can really laugh, how can they be angry with you, the slave family doesn't know what kind of goods they are, the official let the slave family sit with them, people don't know how happy they are, think about it, no one has ordered the slave family to sit with them for decades, the official is still the first, hehehe......"

"Sister Qin really loves to laugh, a beauty in her early thirties, where did she come from for decades......"

"Ouch, official, your words are really sweet to the heart of the slave family, or the slave family will accompany you tonight and not accept your money, although the slave family is older, but the kung fu is not comparable to those immature little girls......"

The bustard's mother glanced at Zhen Mingku, her hand gently stroked his chest, and slowly leaned down.

Zhen Ming secretly screamed that the old soup was really fatal, hurriedly grabbed her hand, and said with a wry smile: "It's not convenient today, let's go another day, I have to go somewhere later." ”

What kind of character is that bustard's mother, there are not thousands of men who have experienced it, but also hundreds, when she saw Zhen Mingku's reaction, she immediately covered her mouth and laughed, and became more and more profligate: "The official is really like a good friend when I was young." ”

Zhen Ming's bitter face showed embarrassment, and he changed the topic and said: "My friend is here tonight, Sister Qin helps me serve him well, these ten taels of silver are my friend's expenses tonight, how much you can leave by yourself, I have to leave in advance, I don't need to send it." ”

After Zhen Mingbitter finished speaking, he stood up and hurriedly left the room.

The bustard's mother sent him to the door with a smile, and the smiling face was put away like a trick, replaced with a look of disdain and mockery, and said to herself: "A little chick, even came to the old lady, when the old lady was a girl in the building, I don't know how many chicks like you were planted in the hands of the old lady......"

……

Zhen Mingku walked out of the gate of the Red Apricot Courtyard, and a carriage immediately greeted him at the door.

"Guest officer, it's you, few people come out at this time, and there are no girls with you."

Zhen Mingku looked up and saw that it was the coachman he hired when he was looking for Zhang's whereabouts last time, greeted him with a smile, got into the car, and told him the general location of Sun Langzhong's grassland, and the coachman drove away without saying a word.

"Why are you going there so late, there's no one there."

"I went to visit a few friends, I haven't been there for a few days, and I just found time today." Zhen Ming said with a wry smile.

"I think there must be someone there who is concerned about the guest officer, right?"

Zhen Ming said bitterly: "This can also be seen? ”

The coachman smiled and said: "The people who sit in the car are generally divided into several kinds, one is that the family has an accident, the heart is worried, the soul is not kept, one does not answer, one is urgent, the tone is anxious, without waiting for me to ask where to go, the other party will say the address, and the other is like the guest officer, you are unconsciously with a happy smile on your face, a little nervous, but there are excited, eighty percent is to see their sweetheart." ”

Listening to the coachman's analysis, Zhen Mingku couldn't help laughing: "You also drove out when others drove the car, but uncle, you drove out a set of advanced knowledge." ”

The coachman was obviously a good talker, and when he heard the words, he talked eloquently: "If you are like me who has driven a car all your life, and you have seen not tens of thousands of people, but also thousands, you can see a lot of things at a glance, even if you don't pay attention to it, after a long time, all kinds of people can be distinguished at a glance, whether this person is good or not, whether the heart is good or bad, what is the personality, what is on the mind, you can know at a glance." ”

Zhen Ming asked with a wry smile: "Then what kind of mood do you see now?" ”

"I'm in a good mood, and I'm definitely getting paid."

Zhen Ming laughed bitterly, but he didn't expect this coachman to be a wonderful person.

However, he really let the coachman be right, his mind at this time was indeed full of Zhang's, the soy milk she grinded, her smile, her sleeping state on his stomach, and the scene of carrying her all the way back to Sun Langzhong's grassland, so that he even dreamed of being with her these days, carrying her, walking a mountain road that could not be walked, teasing her to talk, in the dream, she smiled so charmingly, lingering, but as always, there will always be an apricot in the dream who is messing around.

When the carriage stopped next to Sun Langzhong's cottage, the smile on his face condensed.

In front of him was a burnt ruin, the grass house was gone, only the ruins of the burned walls were left, and it was black, and in some places there were still sparks and white smoke.

Zhen Mingku's face showed a trace of extreme fear, and he rushed into the courtyard wall regardless of the same, rushed to the house that turned out to be Xing'er, desperately picked up the ashes, and shouted in his mouth: "How can this be, how can this be ......"

The coachman also got out of the car, watching Zhen Mingbitter digging through the ashes in the room like crazy, and wanted to persuade him to be careful of the remaining sparks inside, but seeing his hysterical madness, the words came to his lips, but he didn't say it, sighed, turned around and took the tools from the car, and helped him find someone together.

He just wanted to use a shovel to pick up ashes, but Zhen Mingku snatched him away, and shouted: "Don't use a hoe!" Do you want to hurt them! ”

The coachman looked at him sympathetically.

Zhen Mingku calmed down a little, apologized and said, "I'm sorry, my head is a little messy now, I don't mean anything else, you can help me find ...... in other rooms."

The coachman comforted and said: "Guest officer, I understand your feelings, I think this fire has been burning for a long time, to say something you don't want to hear, if the people you know are in this house, I'm afraid it has already ......."

"I know, I know......" Zhen Ming muttered bitterly, turning around and continuing to look in Xing'er's room.

Half an hour later.

Zhen Mingpainstaking searched every corner of the house, but never found a single corpse, although his hands were hot and full of blisters, he was still so excited that he jumped and screamed, shouting: "Not in the house, not in the house!" ”

When the coachman saw that his face was dark and his expression was funny, he comforted him and said, "I don't think you should be too worried, young man, for they may not have been in the house by the time the fire broke out." ”

Zhen Mingku gradually calmed down, although he didn't know whether they were alive or dead, it was a hundred times better than seeing them burned here, thanked the coachman, squatted on the stone threshold in the ruins, and thought silently.

When the coachman saw that he was pondering, he did not disturb him, and stood quietly aside.

After about half an hour, Zhen Mingku stood up, regained his calm, and said, "Uncle, go back to the city." ”