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At a celebration banquet, Qin Mu was drunk and hazy, and was helped back to the mansion by the Yang family's little servant.

The pattern of local yamen at all levels in the Ming Dynasty is roughly the same, the front and rear halls range from two to five, which is mainly increased or decreased according to the different levels of the yamen, such as the governor's yamen, usually there are as many as five rooms in the front and back halls, two corridors through the hall, several rooms each in the gate and the instrument porch, and the east side is built to build a dormitory, and the east is to build a meritorious office; Outside the gate, set up two arches of pacification and calming, the south of the screen wall, and set up three divisional halls, which is the place where the subordinate officials meet the white things. Then the back office is the residence of the chief official and his family.

Yang Tinglin arranged Qin Mu to live temporarily in the bedroom of the East Ze of Yanei, but did not arrange to go to the post house, firstly, to facilitate discussions with him, and secondly, Qin Mu had just made great contributions, which also seemed to be polite.

On a May night, because of a heavy rain, it was refreshing and pleasant, there were bursts of frogs in the pond, and at the root of the wall, summer insects were also singing together, and the night wind blew through a pine tree in front of the house, making a "whistling" sound;

The rain has been collected, and the eaves water is still dripping from time to time, and the water in front of the steps is ticking, making the whole east chamber look particularly quiet and peaceful.

Qin Mu was lying on the bamboo, his brain was groggy, but his ears were awake, the sound of water and insects outside the window was heard more clearly, a string of gentle footsteps came from outside the courtyard, and then he heard a woman's voice.

"Qiao'er, my sister won't go in, you can bring it in yourself."

"Sister Zhi'er, don't you want to see my son-in-law? He's drunk, it's okay, you go in. ”

"What nonsense is Qiao'er, who wants to see him? If you talk nonsense, I won't tear your little mouth. ”

"Then you keep asking about my son-in-law? Hee-hee, Sister Zhi'er blushed. ”

"You still say, you still say!"

"Ah, the tea is about to be spilled, sister spare others, sister, you better go in, it's okay, my son-in-law is not a bad person."

"It's not a bad person, it's not good, there is a difference between men and women, my sister will gossip when she goes in, the tea is going to be cold, Qiao'er quickly bring it in."

"But my son-in-law also hugged my sister, what about you?"

"Ah, Qiao'er, you're going to die"

Qin Mu heard a series of footsteps and quickly ran away, and then there was the sound of Qiao'er pushing the door into the courtyard, he couldn't help but think of the girl he saw at the door of the back hall that day, which resembled the girl who looked like the princess of Yuyu in the movie "Myth", sixteen or seventeen years old, young and beautiful, like a flower shining on the water, and like the moon wrapping around the light clouds, graceful and tingting, unforgettable at first sight.

After Qiao'er brought the tea into the room, she first went to light up the oil lamp, and then walked to the bamboo and nudged Qin Mu.

Qin Mu couldn't help but be angry, didn't this girl talk a lot just now, why didn't she call someone at this time, she used to push.

He suddenly opened his eyes and glared at her. The little girl was startled, and then the corners of her mouth slowly curled, and the smile was as light as smoke, but she still didn't say anything, and brought the sobering tea to feed him.

Qin Mu was really angry, and raised his hand to reward her forehead with a violent millet, this girl had a faint red mole on her eyebrows, and she couldn't see it if she didn't pay attention, but she was finally more obvious by his bullet. This made Qin Mu feel a sense of accomplishment inexplicably, just like snatching the popsicle of the second girl next door and licking it when he was a child, as an indirect kiss.

"Childe, drink this sobering tea first."

"You're finally willing to speak?"

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"Yo ho! Here it is again, when I dare not beat you, do you? ”

"No, no, my mother used to say that her daughter's family can't talk much, so it will"

"What's going to happen? Say! Qin Mu snatched the sobering tea and drank it all in one gulp as if it were a bandit, so as to make himself look more vicious.

"Only then will people feel more graceful."

"What? Xian Shu? You're a big girl, Xian Shu? Haha! ”

The little girl was so red with laughter from his smile that she blurted out: "Fourteen"

Syllable! Qin Mu slapped the past, and the little girl finally changed her words.

"Twelve years old."

"Your mother didn't teach you, can't a lady lie?"

"Me"

"Tell me honestly, is your sister Zhi'er a rebel spy? What did she ask you about me? ”

When Qiao'er heard this, she suddenly became energetic, her bright eyes were dripping, indescribably smart, she quickly took off her small bow shoes, and lay beside Qin Mu without any scruples, squinting her eyebrows and smiling: "Childe, is Sister Zhi'er beautiful?" How do you feel when you hold her? Is it beautiful? ”

When she asked this, Qin Mu instantly dissipated her alcohol, and she was in a cold sweat, this girl was really our fierce and vicious trial of her, she interviewed us in turn, where is this!

"Raise your hips!" Qin Mu snorted, Qiao'er just leaned over and lay on her stomach, suitable, pop! After two slaps, the little girl quickly turned over, hid in the corner of the bamboo ball, and pouted with her little ass.

"Ben Gongzi asked you something!"

"Sister Zhi'er has never been so fierce to others." The little mouth is almost ready to hang the soy sauce bottle.

"Ben Gongzi is asking you, didn't you hear?" Hold on, otherwise this girl won't be able to go to the house tomorrow to uncover the tiles.

"Ask everything, she inquires about Childe all day long, as well as the poems made by Childe, and asks what kind of person Childe is."

"How do you answer, have you betrayed the country for glory? Hurry up and summon it truthfully! For a while, he didn't find the startling wood in his hand, Qin Mu picked up the tea bowl next to him, slapped it hard, and was worried that the bowl would be smashed halfway, so he hurriedly collected his strength, and his majesty inevitably decreased.

"Of course not, how can I casually tell others that Childe is a good person."

"That's pretty much it, no, you're just telling her I'm a bad person, huh?" Qin Mu's head was dizzy after drinking, and he was almost cheated by her.

"No, no, I didn't say Childe was a bad person."

Okay, Qin Mu was dizzy by her, he rubbed his drowsy head, how is this sobering soup useless, could it be that someone gave him a drug like "the princess screams at night".

"Girl, let's do it, you repeat the conversation between you and your sister Zhi'er, and I'll look for clues from it myself, so as to solve the case as soon as possible."

"Sister Zhi'er asked: Your son-in-law has a new poem. I replied: No"

"Stop, stop! You stinky girl, how can you answer no? It's all about pickling girls, how can you answer no? ”

"Childe, what do you mean by pickling up girls?"

"Well, that's not the point.,The point is that you answered wrong.,I have.,I have a new work.,It's just that I don't tell ordinary people.,Understand you!"

"Oh, where's Childe's new work?"

"Waiter!"

The little girl was awake, sucked up her bow shoes and ran to the desk to polish the ink.

Last night's stars and last night's wind, the west side of the painting building and the east of Guitang are not good, no, this seems to be the poetry of the predecessors, Qin Dazhixian, who is groggy and groggy, tilts his head and hesitates, like a rooster that only revolves around the hen and is about to move.

"Childe, the ink is ready."

"Oh, got it, give me a hand, don't fall."

The little girl came up to help him, the smile on the corner of her mouth was like nothing, Qin Mu accidentally caught a glimpse and felt a little weird, raising her hand was a violent millet, this is called rather killing the wrong person than letting it go.

"Hmph, if the son bullies others again, they won't help you deliver the letter."

"Yo ho, the threat to this county is coming, you are so bold, come, the dog head is waiting!"

"Lord Bao spares his life, Lord Bao spares his life, people are wronged!"

"It doesn't matter to you that people are wronged, right? By the way, when did I ask you to deliver the letter for me? ”

"For a moment!"

Qin someone stumbled under his feet, almost fell down, this girl is terrible, she knows five hundred years before, and five hundred years later. By the way, I finally remembered one of my poems;

Unable to entangle with it, Qin Mu walked quickly to the table and wrote in sweat: Several times I sat under the moon and gave a, and the red wall of Yinhan looked into the distance. So the stars are so night, for whom the wind dews and makes the midnight.

Well, I don't want the next few sentences, mainly because I can't remember it for a while, these sentences are still scribbled by vague memory, he threw the pen and said generously: "Girl, hurry up and send the letter, and handle this matter well!" ”

Qiao'er shrank her head, and she had to ask a substandard question: "Childe, you haven't said it yet, is Sister Zhi'er beautiful?" Do you feel beautiful when you hug her! ”

"I didn't feel it, I just felt that my face was getting bigger and bigger, and my neck was getting thicker and thicker" What a mess, I became a fan and I, "Chew your tongue less, hurry up and send the letter!" This king is lacking a lady in the village, this princess is not bad, you go quickly, come back and let's continue to eat pancakes. ”

"Hehe, Childe will also be nervous, and his face will be red!"

"What do you say, you drink two catties of old wine and try it, and see if your face is blushing."

"Hee-hee"

The little girl rolled up the poems on the table and ran out of the door with a smile like Yinling.

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PS: The little girl just ran to the courtyard gate, ran back again, looked at Qin Mu with bright eyes and said, "Childe, this letter hasn't been stamped yet, and it's not okay if you don't stick stamps." ”

"Uh, there are no stamps, do you recommend a ticket shop?"

"Okay, get it."

Qin Dazhi County touched his pocket for a long time, but he didn't find one, so he had to arch his hand around in embarrassment: "Dear friends, whoever has a recommendation ticket, it's good, it's good." ”

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