Haitian has not had a large-scale war since the pacification of the Dongyue Kingdom, and in the past ten years, the Haitian Dynasty has relied on the four princes to guard the northern land and retreat to the north, and the south to rely on the Yiqin King to guard the southwest border and suppress the southern wing country. In these years, the civil affairs of An, the sea and the four realms have come to the court, and it can be regarded as the first time to see the prosperity. The capital is the center of Haitian, how many high-ranking families are in love under the great rule, singing and dancing safari Hua Fu Qing talk, this Kyoto is also regarded as singing and dancing, purple drunk gold fan.

Michen looked down at the design in his hand and smiled, how can he say that he is also a little white-collar worker and has his own career. In fact, three years ago, I didn't plan to stay in Jinyue Building all the time, I just wanted to try to earn some money so that I could use it sooner or later. But I didn't expect that this stay was three years, and now I am a small owner of Jinyue Building. You can get more than 40,000 taels of silver every month, you must know that Dai Shiju, the prime minister, is only 10,000 yuan in the first month. And the common people of Haitian have a family of six or seven if they spend dozens of taels of silver a year, they are already considered a rich and solid family. How many people can she feed with more than 40,000 dividends a month, little rich woman.

"Miss, it's here!"

Qing Dai's clear voice interrupted Mi Chen's thoughts, and Mi Chen looked outside, and it was really downstairs in Jinyue. He took a tulle hat from the edge of his seat and put it on his head, and Michen stepped out of the sedan car in a hurry. Over the years, every time she went out, she wore a hat to cover her face, thinking that sooner or later she would leave the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, and she thought in her heart that the fewer people who had seen the appearance of this Qingchen County Lord, the better.

As soon as Michen got out of the car, Lan Mingyuan, the owner of Jinyue Building, had already ushered in. This Lan Mingyuan is not like an ordinary businessman with brocade clothes and ribbons, and his face is full of fine light, but he is dressed in a blue cloth coat and a green cloth scarf wrapped around his head, which is simple and unpretentious, but in the year of the weak crown, he is full of bookish taste. Although his appearance is not as bright as Dai Xunxiang and others, he is also clear and handsome.

"The White Maiden is here! Hurry up and come in, the girl hasn't been here for a while. Lan Mingyuan took a few steps down the steps and walked to the front of the sedan chair, his eyebrows and eyes full of joy.

"Young Master Lan is polite, why don't you come out to greet me." Michen smiled at Lan Mingyuan and stepped into Jinyue Building.

"Girl, please, Uncle Zhang hurriedly served tea to Miss." Lan Mingyuan walked briskly and led Michen to the back living room.

"Lan Gongzi, this is the drawing I drew this month, Childe, let's see if there is anything wrong." Michen sat down, took the drawings in Qingdai's hand and put them on the table, and pushed them in front of Lan Mingyuan, who was sitting opposite.

Lan Mingyuan looked at the pair of green jade fingers, slender fingers, and round nails. The nails are not smeared with any grease and powder paint like the ladies and ladies of Kyoto today, but they are naturally pink, and the jade hands are transparent in the sunlight, with a halo that exudes a pearl-like luster.

Lan Mingyuan felt that the whole room was covered in silence, and he watched the silver-white water sleeves sweep across the edge of the table, and then gently retreated, a beautiful arc rippling and dispersing on the edge of the table. In fact, he didn't even know the age of the woman in front of him, and he had only seen her ten times in the past three years, and each time it was only a short sentence. He thought that she might not have reached the end of time, but he still remembered her weak body when he first saw her, when she was not yet up to her chest, she was obviously still a child, but her words and deeds were free and easy, and she was full of confidence.

In just three years, she has grown a lot, and her size has reached her shoulders, and she is already slim and beautiful. The crisp touch of porcelain came from his ears, and Lan Mingyuan suddenly came back to his senses, only to see Michen gently lifting the tea lid and looking down at the tea leaves sliding in the cup.

"The picture drawn by Miss must be the best, Mingyuan doesn't have to look at it more. Uncle Zhang, go and get Miss's share of this month's silver. Lan Mingyuan coughed lightly before taking the drawing and answering.

"It's about to be spring, and the son is already weak this year, so I think he's ready to participate in the imperial examination. \/"Michen took a sip of tea, what about Longjing before the rain, the tea in Jinyue Lou is getting better and better, put the cup on the table and looked at Lan Mingyuan and asked.

"Miss is worried, Mingyuan has indeed been preparing for a long time. After 16 years of hard work, I finally waited for this day. When it comes to Chunyu, Lan Mingyuan can't help but be in good spirits, and the whole person is full of energy. Haitian's imperial examination was only allowed to participate in the weak crown at the age of the weak crown, and he had been waiting for this year for a long time.

"The little girl is here to wish Childe High School first, and she has prepared a gift to congratulate her on the day of the list." Looking at the high-spirited man in front of him, Mi Chen couldn't help but be a little happy for him, Mi Chen was very confident in Lan Mingyuan, his mind was not on this business at all, all of them were used in books, otherwise the shop would not have been so depressed when he first came to this Jinyue Building three years ago.

"Mingyuan thanked Miss, spring is coming, I really can't wait." She still cares a little about herself.

The little girl looked at the child's eyebrows and seemed to be tired, and asked the son to pay attention to his body, don't tire herself. In fact, with Childe's talent, you will be able to go to high school, but Childe, please relax and wait for the exam date. Wait for the son's high school girl to congratulate her. ”

"Thank you, Miss for your concern, Mingyuan is grateful, I do often read at night these days, I will pay attention to it in the future." Lan Mingyuan saw that Uncle Zhang had already taken the silver and handed it to Qing Dai, a trace of melancholy flashed between her eyebrows, she was going to leave again.

"The little girl took her leave first and didn't bother the son. The little girl is waiting for the good news of Childe's high school. Michen said, stood up and gave a slight salute and walked out.

"The weather is changeable in spring, so please pay more attention to your body." Lan Mingyuan saw Michen get up and hurriedly stood up, and followed Michen out of the back hall.

"Thank you, Childe, please stay." Michen walked to the front of the sedan chair, turned around and smiled and stepped onto the sedan chair, and when she put down the sedan curtain, she could still feel the solid sight through the curtain.

After all, she is not a thirteen-year-old girl looking for dust, she is a light morning after two lifetimes, a modern city with bright lights, impetuous men and women, although she has never experienced emotional things, and she has never been in love in modern times, but that does not mean that she does not understand love, she is not unworldly.

She can still feel Lan Mingyuan's feelings for her, but for this simple, sunny and simple and shy man, she really has no other feelings than appreciation. I'm afraid that such a clear and clean man is not suitable for him, and he will not be the kind of woman with a noble moon that he wants. \/ That Lan Mingyuan is afraid that he is in love with a white dress imagined in his heart, and that is not himself. Michen sighed and gently lifted a corner of the bamboo curtain to look at the street scene.

At this time, the sedan chair is traveling to the market in the center of the city, and it is crowded; Both sides of the road are full of stalls, and if you look closely, these people are people from different industries, engaged in various activities, and the things sold on the stalls are also different. Some stalls have knives and scissors, and some have miscellaneous goods. There are those who sell tea, and there are those who read fortunes. On the sidewalk on the side of the road, a bustling flow of people has been formed; On both sides of the street are teahouses, taverns, pawnshops, workshops.

Michen opened the bamboo curtain even more, and went to look, there were still many small vendors with large umbrellas in the open spaces on both sides of the street. The streets stretch east and west to the quieter suburbs outside the city, but the streets are still full of pedestrians: some carrying burdens, some driving ox carts to deliver goods, some driving donkeys to pull wagons. Suddenly, Michen seemed to see a familiar figure.

"Stop!" Michen ordered the sedan car to stop, and the probe went to find the figure.

"Miss, what's wrong?" Qing Dai stepped forward and asked, with a blank look on her face.

"I seem to see my brother, it seems that he has entered the restaurant on the corner in front, let's go, get up and take a look." Michen put down the bamboo curtain and motioned to take a sedan chair to the restaurant in front.

The sedan chair man didn't walk a few steps to the front of the restaurant, Michen opened the sedan door to see, a three-storey restaurant stood in front of him, it was very lively inside, Michen could see a few running halls hurriedly shuttling figures. Look up and see the three big characters hanging on the door, the font eyebrows are dancing, it is actually wild grass, and the golden characters are shining.

"Qingdai, you go in and see if it's the big brother, I won't go in first, if the big brother is inside, let him come out, I have something to ask." There are so many people inside, it's weird to wear a hat to go in, so it's better not to go in.

Seeing that Qingdai ran into the restaurant, Michen put the curtain down. He reached into his arms and pulled out a few drawings. It's the tray balance drawing that Michen has figured out according to his memory in the past few days, and I don't know if it can be used.

Since it is such a coincidence, if Dai Xunxiang is free, it is best to go to Zhong Mingzhai with him now. In the past few years, her eldest brother has done a lot of things there, but she has never been there by herself, so it's good to go and see it this time, and she won't have to trouble her eldest brother in the future, and she wants to make a separating funnel in a few days.

"Miss, Miss, no, Qingdai seems to have an accident inside."

Mi Chen was holding those pictures, wanting to take a closer look to see if there was anything wrong, when he heard Hongyan shouting anxiously outside, and before he could understand, he saw that the door curtain was opened by Hongyan.

"Miss, come on, Qingdai seems to have an accident. I heard a commotion inside, and ran to the door to take a look, as if a man was pestering Qingdai. Hongyan said anxiously with a white face, and ran to the restaurant while taking Michen's hand.

Michen followed Hongyan and ran quickly into the building, tripped over the sedan pole and almost didn't fall. was pulled by Hongyan and stumbled into the building, and sure enough, at the staircase on the second floor, Qing Dai was stopped by a man in brocade clothes, pulling and pulling, pushing and shouting, Qing Dai was already red-eyed, and was forced by the man to retreat left and right and almost slide down the stairs. A middle-aged man in brocade clothes is mediating, it seems to be the shopkeeper, and the people in the restaurant are watching the excitement, and no one has come forward to solve the siege. Looking for the dust, he ran upstairs in a few steps, pushed away a few people who were watching, and rushed over.

As soon as Qing Dai saw that it was Michen, she ran over in a few steps and threw herself into Michen's arms and cried.

"Miss, he'...... He bullied me. ”

Michen gently patted Qingdai's back while frowning at the rogue man.

The purple-gold brocade robe was embroidered with large peonies, the wide jade belt was a little loose, and the clothes were crooked. He looked like a human, but his face was full of oil, and as soon as Michen came over, he smelled a smell of wine.

"Haha, sir, I'm really blessed today, and I've got a more beautiful beauty. Haha, I haven't seen such a beautiful young man yet. Come, big beauty, go back with the master, the master will let you be the eldest lady. Come, beauty! ”

Mi Chen saw that the guy came up while talking, and suddenly felt a smell of alcohol hit her, and she was so disgusted that she almost didn't vomit. Pulling Qing Dai back two steps, his hand to the small cloth bag on his side wiped a silver needle in his hand, Mi Chenxun swung it out and pricked it on the wrist of the guy, and threw the silver needle in disgust, as if he would dirty his hands if he took it for a while.

With a little effort, he pulled Qingdai out of the man's five steps, and looked at the drunk coldly.

"Why is the beauty gone, hehe, don't run away, come and let the master kiss one, the master kiss one." The drunkard stumbled again on their side.

Michen listened to the voice of the man**, and was nauseous again, so he didn't look at him, and he didn't hide anymore, turned around to help Qingdai wipe her face, and pushed her into Hongyan's arms, and then lazily turned back to look at the drunkard.

Sure enough, I saw that the guy had walked less than two steps, and his face was flushed, and beads of sweat the size of beans came out of his forehead. Everything seemed to be born in an instant, and the guy fell to the ground and reached out and grabbed up and down the skin. In a few moments, his clothes were disheveled, revealing a large area of skin on his body, which was as red as his face.

"Itchy, itchy, oh, no! It hurts, it hurts me... It's almost itching to death. The guy screamed, rolled on the ground, and grabbed with his hands, and in a few moments he caught several bloody cuts on his body. When those family-looking people saw this situation, they were stunned for a long time before they hula and surrounded them, screaming continuously.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Quick, hold the master's hand, don't let him catch it, if you catch it again, it will be broken! Seeing the drunkard like this, an older man quickly commanded the other men and held down the man's hand.

The entire Crane Tower was silent, all looking at this side, and many people surrounded and pointed to the ground. The shopkeeper seemed to be in a hurry, and jumped up and down in front of the man, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Mi Chen looked at it coldly, and an extremely cold smile appeared on his lips.

"What's wrong with our grandfather? Shopkeeper Hu, what's going on? ”

The drunkard lay on the ground and struggled, crying incessantly. 、

"It's not you, it's what you did to our master, isn't it?" The old family member only reacted when he saw Michen standing in the distance and sneered, but he never thought that this delicate young lady was actually a powerful character. Got up and glared viciously at the dust.

Seeing that the man was menacing, Hongyan and Qingdai hurriedly ran up, grabbed Michen's hand and looked at the cadre in panic.

"What about me? I think you're happy to untie your clothes in front of the crowd. Michen looked at them lightly, his face bright, and his voice was deliberately raised.

Strange, wasn't it her big brother who I saw just now? If it weren't, it would be troublesome, if it weren't for the eldest brother, she wouldn't be able to guarantee that she would be able to settle these people, and she couldn't use poison to get all the poison addicted. She is a little light, but with Hongyan, they can't get rid of these people at all. But if that's the eldest brother, why can't he come out with such a big movement?

Michen thought about it and touched the silver needle in the pouch, if it really didn't work, he could only use poison to put it down, and he couldn't let himself suffer. I just don't know what the origin of this dead pig is, so arrogant in broad daylight, I'm afraid it has a bit of a background.

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