"Um..." Qin Sheng whined softly, insisting on himself and stop moving.

Very hungry...

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After Chu Yu woke up the next morning, she felt refreshed. She rubbed her eyes, but found something was wrong. After a closer look, she realized that the "teenager" who woke up curled up in her arms suddenly sat in the corner of the wall.

I saw Qin Sheng leaning against the wall, sitting in a straight and elegant manner, like a jade-faced Guanyin, pinching a lotus with both hands, with a cool face, looking at the nose, looking at the nose, looking at the heart and the heart are clear and desireless.

Chu Yu couldn't help but laugh: "Why did you get up early in the morning and meditate and practice martial arts?"

Qin Sheng slowly opened her eyes expressionlessly, but she only glanced at her coldly and said only one word: "Prepare meal."

Chu Yu was stunned: "Oh, are you hungry?"

Qin Sheng lowered her eyes, turned her face away, and snorted coldly: "Hmph."

Chu Yu: “….”

How could she offend this "little ancestor"?

Early in the morning, he showed her a cold, Wan Niang-like expression.

However, she didn't know that this "little ancestor" was unhappy-

Obviously, I have to endure so much pain for such a person, but the person you care about, no, the fish you care about is completely unaware of...

You know you can steam and fry her, but you can't bear to hurt the fish at all.

This taste is like walking in brocade clothes at night, like a pearl pouring on the dark, and more like a flowing water sending fallen flowers, without knowing the fallen flowers.

In short, it's just one word - frustrated.

Chu Yu didn't know that the "ancestor" in front of him was so rich in psychological activities. He saw that he looked cold and just thought he was angry when he got up.

After all, it is always awkward when a child wakes up.

"Okay, okay, let's get up and go to my aunt's place for a while?" Chu Yu sighed and said while wearing clothes.

Qin Sheng snorted, "You just want to send me away?"

He couldn't sleep all night, but she was so perfunctory to him?

Chu Yu had a meal and looked at him with a funny look: "What do you want to eat in Baibai?"

Eat you-

This word almost blurted out, but Qin Sheng still suppressed it. He was only irritated for a long time and suddenly lost his appetite. He simply closed his eyes and said coldly: "I won't eat it."

Chu Yu: “….”

Is this "little ancestor" the uncle here or the puberty anxiety syndrome?

This moody!!

Monk Chu Yu was confused and had to sigh: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

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In the spring days of Jiangnan, everything grows, and green is always the most common color, dark green, light green, tender green, as if everything is full of vitality and full of hope.

However, in spring, some people have reached the end of despair - hell.

"County Lord?!" The little maid who was responsible for serving Nan Zhijing discovered something extremely terrible, and she saw it as soon as she entered the door-

A pale and thin body hanging on the beam, the woman's body had already stiffened, and her already tragic face looked ferocious at this moment.

Only a line of bloody big words are left on the wall—

Those who harm me are the piano and sheng!

"ah--!!!"

The shrill and horrifying screams pierced the quiet morning, or the tranquility of Yunzhou City.

The news of the death of the "evil ghost county lord" instantly spread throughout Yunzhou City, and the entire Yunzhou City was filled with joy. The bloody letters written by Chang Shengdai on the wall were originally proof of Qin Sanye's achievements—

Everyone thinks that the third master of Qinjia eliminates harm to the people.

It is indeed the legendary Bodhisattva of Compassion and Piano God who is as jealous as evil.

Many miserables even set off firecrackers to celebrate.

Except for the Lu Madam who was still locked in the prison, no one was sad for Nan Zhijing.

Including the mistress of the Nan family - General Chang Shengdai.

But this does not mean that she would not worry about this matter. After all, the deal between her and Nan Guojiu was - she said that he would take the pearl in his hand back alive, so he let her go back to Xiqiang.

The people and things that Chang Shengdai cares about are all in Xiqiang. Now that Nan Zhijing is dead, her mission is equivalent to failure.

So what should I do next?

"General Chang came to me, is this just talking about it?" Aunt Jin said lightly: "If this is the case, I'm really sorry. I can't help. After all, everyone can prove that the Third Master did not take a step from the Qinjia Embroidery Workshop that night."

Looking at Aunt Jin's indifferent look, Chang Shengdai smiled bitterly: "I know that this was not done by the Third Master, but she was responsible for it."

She paused and sighed: "I understand that even if it was done by the Third Master, who can do anything to the Qin Master in this world?"

Chang Shengdai looked at Aunt Jin and said, "Even so, I still want to remind Aunt Jin. My uncle is just such a legitimate daughter who loves her sincerely in his palms. I am afraid she won't give up. It's easy to hide from the open guns, but it's hard to guard against the hidden arrows. I have received the news that Nan Qinyue is already on the way to come, and I am afraid that she will arrive in Yunzhou City in two days."

Aunt Jin looked strange when she heard this and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Nan Nu Shi? Is she coming?"

Chang Shengdai nodded: "That's right, Nan Qinyue was accompanying her husband to visit relatives in Linzhou Prefecture. Linzhou Prefecture is very close to Yunzhou City. I think it was because he received a letter from Feige from Shangjing, so he rushed over immediately."

Aunt Jin looked at Chang Shengdai and saw her expression frankly and neatly, she smiled indifferently: "No matter what, thank you General Chang for your suggestions. I know that General Chang is concerned about the safety of Xiqiang. If there is any news that is unfavorable to the Third Master in the future, you can still communicate with each other with such integrity. My zither has always been grateful to you. I believe that it can help you return to Xijiang and fulfill your wish."

Chang Shengdai raised his hand and held his fists generously, and his pretty face showed a rare smile on his almost heroic face: "Then there will be Aunt Jin."

Let’s talk about Chang Shengdai saying goodbye to Aunt Jin and left Qinjia’s embroidery workshop. The Nuwu maid who had been following her couldn’t help but wonder: “General, why do you want to communicate with Qinjia? If you let the uncle know…”

"What else?" Chang Shengdai walked forward with a faint expression: "This time I did not complete the transaction. Nan Zhijing died here. The person was already dead. Since this matter was no longer able to make up for the world, should this general be for a bad girl who should have been killed, trapped in the capital for the rest of his life, and then slowly became a person like Nan Zhijing?"

She paused, looked at the vast lake of the Huanjian Lake, and narrowed her eyes slightly: "I know you think my move is unrighteous, but Nan Zhijing lived with her uncle and the queen mother. She didn't know how to make trouble. Small and big righteousness should be the most important thing."

"Is the general planning to join forces with the piano player?" The Vuwu maid was silent for a while and asked again.

Chang Shengdai pondered for a moment, then only revealed one word: "Let's go and see."

She was not interested in getting into the messy waters of Qinjia and the Nanjia, especially because the water was too deep, but if she wanted to go back to Xijiang, Qinjia's help would be indispensable.

So, she chose to watch coldly for the time being.

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Tiangong weaving

"Nan Qinyue, why do I sound a little familiar with this name?" Chu Yu put down the drawings in his hand, and said thoughtfully while cutting the charcoal pen in his hand.

"Northern Peony and Southern Mingyue, have you heard of it?" Feng Yi stood aside and spread the drawings for her and said lightly.

Chu Yu was stunned: "Northern Peony, Nan Mingyue...Northern Peony is the censor of Peony, is the Southern Mingyue...Is it that..."

"That's right, Beimudan, Nanmingyue refers to the two most popular female officials in the court today. Beimudan refers to Mudan Censor Lu Jinnian, and Nanmingyue refers to Mingyue's daughter Shi Nan Qinyue. These two are talented women from major families and famous all over the world. Among them, Nan Qinyue is the first female official in the palace who is in charge of the Neizhou Prefecture and is in the same position as Shanggong." Feng Yi replied.

"Neizao Mansion?" Chu Yu opened his bright eyes slightly: "Isn't Neizao Mansion a place where you take charge of all kinds of things in the palace and order tributes from various places?"

To put it bluntly, after all the tributes made by Jiangnan Weaving were paid, the Neifa Mansion was collected at the booking point, which was considered an official interface. In order to calculate it, it was also half the superior of Jiangnan Weaving.

"If this is the case... she must be here to make trouble, and she is here to seek revenge." Chu Yu frowned and sighed.

It really touched the whole body, and Nan Zhijing died. A lot of grasshoppers were troubled behind her and they jumped out to bite people.

Feng Yi glanced at Chu Yu and sneered: "How come the Qinjia is afraid of seeking revenge? It's just that you are right. Nan Qinyue is here to cause trouble, but she may not be really willing to avenge Nan Zhijing."

Chu Yu was a little surprised when he heard this. Then he put down the charcoal pen and asked with great interest: "Oh, are there any gossip here? Let's say it out of love?"

Feng Yi saw that her big black and white eyes were bright and wet, like a pair of stars, and could almost see his appearance in those black eyes. His heart beat slowly and then he slowly opened his eyes and said lightly: "Nan Nu Shi is a few years older than Nan Zhijing. He is the eldest daughter of the uncle and the uncle and the wife are born to her. His mother has a low status and is not favored by her daughter."

"Wait, hasn't this uncle never taken a concubine?" Chu Yu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said suspiciously.

Feng Yi nodded: "Yes, the uncle of the country has always been famous for his favor for his wife. He gave birth to this eldest daughter because the original uncle's wife had never had anything to do with her for three years after marriage. Later, after the uncle's wife was pregnant, there were no children born in the uncle's mansion. Only such a concubine's wife had never been taken seriously. No one remembered that she was the eldest daughter of the uncle's mansion, and only recognized Nan Zhijing."

Chu Yu continued with a smile: "Later, could this young lady be so hard-working and smart, and finally made a big splash, becoming a famous talented woman in the world, and marrying a good husband?"

A real-life inspirational drama of strong women was staged, and the concubine turned over and over the legitimate daughter?

Feng Yi looked at her and smiled: "Yes, this southern female history can make a big splash. He has a little reputation in the female school since he first started. He was recommended to take the female official exam. He wrote two long articles that were really not the essence of the literary talent, and it is even quite criticized. However, the article was aimed at the idea of ​​the sharpness of the examiners who were in charge of the exam. He won the first place in the female official exam. After that, he entered the palace from a low-level female official to a high-level female official, and was in charge of the inner building. From then on, a daughter in the Nan family was named Mingyue and became famous all over the world. After that, he was given a marriage by His Majesty the Emperor and married into the Chenliu Wang family, the scholarly family, which was also a perfect life."

"Since that's the case, wouldn't Nan Zhijing hate this sister to death?" Chu Yu was secretly amused. With Nan Zhijing's self-admiring personality, the legitimate daughter who had always been held in the palm of her hand was actually pressed on her head by a mere concubine. From then on, everyone only knew that the Nan family had a history of Mingyue Girl, but not Jinyun County Lord.

Feng Yi pondered for a moment: "Well, because Nan Mingyue became a female Shi and entered the palace, she often visited the Nan family, and she was quite famous. Although there has never been any news of their sisters' disagreement, Nan Zhijing rarely mentioned her sister in public. Now, thinking about her taking over Nan Feng Weaver Zao, in addition to hoping to get close to Mr. Qin, she is afraid that she will also be separated from her sister."

"Since that's the case, then the two sisters are in disagreement." Chu Yu thought for a while and said, "But even if they are not in harmony, as the famous daughter of the Nan family, she will have to seek justice for her sister in a good manner?"

Feng Yi nodded and his eyes fell on Chu Yu: "This Mingyue girl Shi can reach this level as an unknown concubine, and even get the fat and shortage of the Neizai Mansion. She must not be an ordinary person. Her methods will only be stronger than that of Jinyun County Lord Nan Zhijing. The Qinjia has a special status in the court. Nan Guowei dare not force her to bring her beloved daughter back. The spearhead she targets you may be on your eldest lady."

When Chu Yu heard this, he sighed: "I, I, I, I, again. Although this big tree is so good to enjoy the cool air, it seems that there are a lot of trouble."

Feng Yi looked at her calmly and said, "Miss, the water of Qin's master is too deep, even the young actor can't see it thoroughly. You..."

"Feng Yi, there are some things you don't need to ask about if you don't understand."

Chu Yu interrupted him and looked at him with a faint look: "Although I don't know your past or your future plans, I know that you, Jin Lin, are not a thing in the pool, and there will always be a day when the storm and cloud changes, but now you are still used by me, I hope you are at least a qualified friend and don't interfere with the employer's affairs. I have my own plans for my future."
To be continued...