At this moment, a pleasant laugh came. A narrow door lintel in the front porch opposite, which was as high as the top of the wall, suddenly opened. A girl in green in a green house holding a butter paper umbrella hunched and flashed out of the corner door. Two women in light red clothes behind her followed her and laughed and jumped out.

Yang Ling took a look and saw another garden behind the corner gate. After only looking at the scenery from inside the gate, he felt that the scenery was scattered and exquisite, like a fairyland.

He looked at the three women again, and at first glance, he was stunned. The red clothes were even more eye-catching, but when he only looked at them, his eyes would only stay on the woman in green. The woman was really amazing.

The high pink walls and light black bluestone roads, the morning glory that climbed up from the cracks of the corridors was like the silence of eternal existence. The woman in green clothes and red shoes held a yellow oil paper umbrella with one hand and a skirt with the other hand, and passed by this ancient place with a pretty smile.

The beautiful colors, sleeves, alleys, the depth and the feeling of movement are as concise and subtle as Tang poetry, as elegant and distant as Song poetry, and the ancient scenery floats by with her, as if it is stained with her sweetness and charm, and it doesn't feel that it becomes warm and lovely.

Seeing the official sedan chair, the woman shouted happily: "Honeyone is back?" She looked over to the corridor elegantly. When she saw Yang Ling, she was stunned at first, then she was still holding her skirt and holding an umbrella, and walked over directly from the green space with potted bonsai in the middle.

The water droplets on the green grass rolled down with the red embroidered shoes. At that time, Yang Ling had an illusion, as if it was a jade man wearing clothes made of water and stepping on the clear waves.

The woman walked straight over, her eyes as bright as autumn waves first looked at Yang Ling, who was so handsome, curiously, then squatted to Mo Qinghe and smiled: "Master!"

Her voice was like a clear spring hitting a stone. It was gentle, crisp, and when she smiled gently, her bright eyes and white teeth were like dazzling sunshine, and her instant beauty was incomparable.

There is such a person in the world! Yang Ling couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.

Lian'er and Yu'er's appearance is not inferior to this woman, and they are even better than this one, but compared with her, she is simply a yellow-haired girl who has not grown up. Her mature charm and temperament requires years of influence, just like a rich and mellow wine, which is definitely not a beauty itself or a training that can be formed.

This tall and clear Jiangnan woman looks like a woman with a clear eyebrows and eyes, but her vitality and vitality make her at least ten years younger. Her delicate facial features and graceful manner remind people of the beauty of Ruoye washing silk and green lotus.

Mo Qinghe still looked sophisticated and flattering when he looked at Yang Ling, but when he saw this woman's eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness, he said dotingly: "It's raining, and he's still naughty in the garden, like a child. Come and see the imperial envoy Yang!"

The woman smiled. Her pair of angry eyes quickly slipped around Yang Ling Dijun's face and said softly: "I'm paying homage to you!"

Yang Ling hurriedly bowed her hand, looking at Mo Qinghe but didn't know what to call her. Eunuch Mo hurriedly smiled and said, "This is a humble man, she is too arrogant and spoiled her too much. She doesn't have any rules, so she makes her laugh."

After hearing this, Yang Ling almost bit her tongue off. Can eunuchs marry her? And she is so blatant? What kind of world is this?

He looked at the beautiful woman in green who was smiling sweetly again, and then thought of her eunuch husband. All the parts in her head collapsed in an instant, and she forced herself to smile and said, "It turns out that it is Mrs. Gu, who is indifferent. Uh... I am already a little tired, so I'm going back to the room to rest."

Yang Ling said a few words in a hurry. He followed the servants through another corner gate in a daze. He heard that behind him, Eunuch Gu couldn't wait to "teach" his wife: "Little Building, it's raining, and it's still running in the yard, without any rules, so he told the imperial envoy to make a joke."

Then he exclaimed in a heart-wrenching voice: "Master, I'm so bored alone. Good man, just come back and talk to me."

Yang Ling could imagine that her jade arms were relaxed and surrounded Mo Qinghe's neck. Her charming look was as pure as a clear spring. She could suddenly turn into a bowl of ecstasy soup, and his mind became even more confused: Mo Qinghe was pretty, but he... after all, he was a eunuch. After all, the eunuch married his wife, and the couple was quite loving. What's this called? Isn't this contrary to the system? Well... I'll go back and ask Wen Xin before talking about it."

In the front yard, Mo Qinghe took his beloved wife's hand and returned to his room and closed the door. The woman in green immediately brewed a cup of tea, held it in front of him with both hands, and Yanran said, "Master, please use a cup of tea. Is that person the master said to be sent by the Beijing area to investigate you? Haha, what a young imperial envoy."

Eunuch Mo took the tea and pulled her jade hand. The woman cried out, twisted her buttocks, and sat gently on his thighs, wrapping her hands around his neck.

Her beautiful face was a little flushed, and her breathing became rapid. She said to Eunuch Mo with a nickname: "Hate, you just came back and thought...what bad thing did you want to do again?"

Eunuch Mo's face was quiet, and there was no trace of desire in his eyes. He said leisurely: "Xiaolou, this person is young, but he cannot be underestimated. There are Wang Yue, Fan Ting, Miao Kui, and Liu Jian, Xie Qian, and Li Dongyang, outside. Can he emerge from these people in a short time to compete with them? Is this person simple?"

The beautiful woman named Xiaolou took his hand and sipped the tea, and came with a slut to his mouth, then smiled happily: "I only appreciate his courage to resist the order and save his wife. Unfortunately, he finally took two more beautiful concubines and went home. I heard that a beautiful girl was living in the Xikuanyuan. Humph! She is also a hypocrite who seeks fame!"

Eunuch Mo smiled faintly, twisted her plump buttocks hard, and said, "If he is such a person, it would be easier. If my beautiful lady goes out, she will not be able to siftly sift his bones and muscles, and she will throw her armor and turn her back to Beijing obediently?"

Xiaolou exaggeratedly, biting his plump and charming red lips, and his towering chest fluttered: "You...you want someone to accompany you again...you..."

Eunuch Mo clenched her white wrist and sighed: "Xiaolou, you know I...I can't let you..., alas! As long as your heart is with me, I will not stop you." He said this. A deep look of pain suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Xiaolou hugged him and said, "Master, it's all for Xiaolou that he said the wrong thing. Xiaolou is the only one in his heart, and he will always be there. No matter what you want me to do, as long as it is good for you, Xiaolou... Xiaolou is willing!"

Eunuch Mo covered the pain and put on a smile and twisted her plump and charming breasts. He smiled and said, "Of course you are willing. That boy is young and handsome. At this age, you are so handsome and handsome, and you are not so beautiful to go to heaven with such a handsome young man?"

His expression clearly favored the woman in green. That kind of love was definitely sincere and absolutely false, but when talking about letting her accompany the man next to him, his expression was very calm. It seemed that he completely separated the desire for love into two different parts.

The woman named Xiaolou also had the same feelings for him. Listening to him talking about how to seduce his wife to have sex with outsiders, there is no taboo to treat it as an ordinary social interaction of drinking and talking about poetry. This couple with weird relationships is really hard to understand.

The two teased for a while, and Xiaolou frowned worriedly and said, "But... do you determine that this imperial envoy is a young man, isn't he pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? I heard that he committed the crime of deceiving the emperor in Beijing. In the end, not only did he do anything, but he also drove the three ministers off the stage. How could he have no means?

He is now the first to serve as the factory supervisor and takes over tax supervisors in all parts of the world. This time he came to Jiangnan, maybe he just wanted to establish his authority for murder. The master should be careful."

Mo Qinghe smiled warmly and said, "That's natural. Although killing people can establish authority, who has no life in the guards of all cities and towns in the world? I see that as soon as he took office, he came to the three guards of Nanzhili, who paid the most taxes. It's not just for us to pay taxes late. Instead, he wants to be kind and use some means, as long as the three of us are subdued by him, the tax supervisors in all parts of the world will naturally follow the trend."

Xiaolou said strangely: "Since the emperor issued an order to bring the tax supervisor to him, why don't the master surrender to him earlier and deal with him? But why is it for?"

Mo Qinghe laughed and said, "My little beloved, you can naturally gain reuse when you take refuge first, but can he be the one who can defect to? If you vote for the wrong person... Think about whether the tax supervisor returned to Silijian, were those father-in-laws in Beijing vegetarian areas? Let's take a look first. Don't see if we have to be windy or rainy in the local area. Local officials can only look at each other. But in the eyes of these officials in Beijing, they are not an ant that can be killed at any time? You must be careful..."

He sighed, then cheered up again, hugged the beautiful man's slender waist and smiled, "Little Building listened to the spring rain all night, and sold apricot flowers in the deep alleys in the Ming Dynasty. With you, the most romantic figure in Jiangnan, even if this Yangchang Superintendent is really a powerful character, I am still afraid that he will not accept me if he doesn't accept me? Hahaha, just with your intoxicating eyes and charming body, which man in the world is not pitying or intoxicated?"

As he teased, the room was panting softly, and for a moment, the sensational moan came from the room like silk threads, and even the autumn rain in the sky brought a hazy spring feeling.

It was only after the lights that Eunuch Mo opened the door and smiled and said, "I even made an appointment to meet someone. Get up and take a shower and change your clothes. The bed is soaked by you."

An embroidered shoe was thrown over weakly, and slammed on the door with a loud, accompanied by a heart-shaking moan, a charming voice murmured: "You damn, it's so uncomfortable to leave it behind. I still want it, change to Mr. Kao..."

Eunuch Mo laughed and said, "Saucy, no piece of iron can be melted by you." He said, slamming and closed the door. As soon as the door was closed, the smile on his face immediately disappeared. He stood quietly for a while, and heard that there was no movement in the room. Then he smiled with satisfaction, quietly went downstairs, turned left and right, and after a while, he walked into a Buddhist temple.

Even the houses in Jiangnan are often built with double doors and overlapping houses. The pavilions, lofts and pavilions are connected together. If you are not familiar houses, you will definitely get lost after a long time of turning around and you will not even find the door to go out.

Two candles were lit on the incense table in the Buddhist temple, and a man in black was sitting cross-legged on the futon, pressing his hands on his knees as if he was entering a state of meditation.

As soon as Eunuch Mo entered the door, the man in black immediately rose up, with extremely agile and neat skills. Eunuch Mo covered the door and said happily: "You are here in time."

The man said in Jiangnan dialect a little stiffly, and he said dryly: "After Mr. Mo's summons, I set off immediately, without delay for a moment. I wonder what Master Mo has to ask me to come immediately?"

Eunuch Mo waved and called the man closer. After whispering, the man hesitated and said, "He is the imperial envoy. Will doing this make things worse? I'm afraid it's not good for you and me."

Mo Qinghe smiled and said, "I just want you to be prepared for whatever reason. If Yang Ling does have some means and is worth following me, then I will be loyal to him. But his intention is really unpredictable. This is just a precaution. If he wants to take action against me, then... you should know that if I don't take care of you here, you will be struggling to survive the day as hard as the year. Can the coastal areas allow you to make a living?"

The man in black hesitated for a while and said, "Okay, we will be on high alert during this period. If Mr. Mo needs it, we need to send an order and we will immediately arrive."

Mo Qinghe laughed and said, "Very good, you are my last move. If Yang Ling knows the situation, then you and I will be good to everyone. If he bullies others too much, just be brave and do it. I will naturally clean up the mess!"

Yang Ling staggered into his bedroom, fell on the bed and burped, and said to the servant who sent him up, "Okay, I want to rest for a while. You guys go back."

The two families retreated silly and gently closed the door. Yang Ling felt that the bedding under her was soft and she was carrying a faint incense. She was lying on it and wanted to get drunk.

He moaned comfortably, pressing his hot cheeks against the soft and smooth brocade quilt. He left the boat and just slept on the solid bed. He was already a little dizzy, not to mention that he drank again and really wanted to fall asleep.

Yang Ling was about to have a good sleep when the door creaked and opened again. Yang Ling opened his eyes slightly and saw Gao Wenxin bringing a plate and walking in. He couldn't help but moan and wrinkle his face bitterly.

Gao Wenxin gently placed the plate on the table, walked back and closed the door and went on the gate, then came back and looked at him, Yang Ling was covered in alcohol. Gao Wenxin's eyebrows were frowned with graceful eyebrows, as if she was not very accustomed to the smell of alcohol. She gently called out: "Master, Master, get up and take medicine!"

Yang Ling moaned, "You are so literary, let me go, I'm so dizzy. Please let me sleep for a while, eat it tomorrow, and eat it tomorrow."

Yang Ling had never called her name like this. Gao Wenxin's pretty face turned red and she felt a sweet feeling of drinking honey. Yang Ling asked for it with a gentle word, and her heart immediately became soft, and she wanted to agree to him with everything.

But she also made this prescription with reference to ancient books. If it is discontinued at will, she didn't know whether it would affect the efficacy, so she had to harden her heart and said with a pretty face: "No, the lady has instructed me to ask my maid to serve the master with medicine, so that I can't delay it for a day. Master...you...you get up quickly."

Gao Wenxin coaxed him in a quiet voice. Yang Ling was helpless and wanted to get up, but he lay down and relaxed, and he really didn't want to move. Seeing his laziness, Gao Wenxin sighed, sat helplessly on the edge of the bed and lifted one of his legs to help him take off his boots.

Yang Ling had never treated Gao Wenxin as a slave. When she saw her actions, she hurriedly struggled to sit up and said, "I'd better come by myself, how can I do this?"

Gao Wenxin gave him a pretty look and said, "What can't be done? You're lying down. The master has not put enough airs on him. Are you willing to take medicine?"

Gao Wenxin took off his two boots, pulled the ropes on his socks, took off his socks and pushed him onto the bed. Yang Ling sat down embarrassedly, Gao Wenxin walked back and poured a glass of water, took a few more pills, Yang Ling took it and swallowed the pills, drank a few sips of water with her hand, then took off her outer shirt and lay obediently on the bed.

Gao Wenxin smiled with satisfaction, put her cup back and took the needle, Yang Ling consciously pulled her clothes upwards and exposed her waist. Gao Wenxin sat on the edge of the bed, twisting and inserting the silver needle, and whispered: "Master, when you went to the banquet, a man named Min, a deputy envoy of Haining Salt Transport, came to the imperial envoy, saying that he was your old friend, because you were not here, I have invited him to come again tomorrow."

"Mr. Min? Oh, it's the magistrate of Min!" Yang Ling was excited. He couldn't help but thrust his waist. The needle in Gao Wenxin bent, and he didn't know where it was stabbed. A string of blood beads suddenly overflowed, which scared Gao Wen so much that he was panicked. He held the blood-dropping silver needle in his hand, and just shouted at a loss: "Where was it pierced? Where was it pierced? Why are you moving around? What should you do? What should you do?"

Yang Ling didn't feel much pain. He felt a chill on his waist. He wiped it with his hands and a handful of blood on his hands, which scared him. However, when he saw Gao Wenxin's face was about to cry, Yang Ling hurriedly smiled and said, "Cough, look at you, you may have accidentally stabbed the blood vessel. Such a thin needle. It's no big deal. I'll press it for a while and it'll be fine soon."

Gao Wenxin hurriedly threw the needle, grabbed it and pressed it down, and said in fear and worry: "Look at you, how can you move around with the needle? What if there is any good thing?"

Yang Ling smiled and said, "That Lord Min is my old friend when I was in Jiming County. He has been kind to promote me. I heard that it was him who came. I felt very happy. So I was a little overwhelmed, haha. Don't be afraid, it won't get in the way."

As he said that, he remembered that Min Wenjian, the magistrate of Jiming County, was an official in Haining and was not far from Hangzhou. When he thought of him, he couldn't help but think of Bidusi, Ma Ang, and Ma Lianer. Aren't they all nearby?

Should I go to see Ma Lian'er? Yang Ling's heart moved, but then he became hardened: Don't go, he is a short-lived ghost and has already lost three good girls. If he still misses others, it would be a bit shameless.

Yang Ling was thinking, and Gao Wenxin said quietly: "What's wrong? When I use needles in the future, you won't be shocked. Is the acupoint on my waist an ordinary place? If it is broken, then... there..." The following words were difficult for her, a girl, to give her a swallow.

Yang Ling laughed dryly without even speaking, and the room calmed down for a moment. After a while, Gao Wenxin gently moved his hand away and saw that he was no longer bleeding. Then he let out a sigh, changed a silver needle again, and gently twisted it on his acupoint.

Yang Ling lay there and hesitated for a moment, suddenly remembering that she sent Liu Biao to Suzhou and Hangzhou to inquire about the details of the three eunuchs in charge. She had not seen anyone yet, so she couldn't help asking: "By the way, have Liu Biao been here today? I don't know what happened to me when I asked him to inquire?"

Gao Wenxin said coquettishly: "Master~~~~~, I've been running for more than half a month. Are you feeling tired? Let's take a break today. It's not a day or a day to investigate the case. Liu Biao has arrived and is mixed with your personal guard. I said that the master will definitely be tired when he is in the social event today, and he will tell him to report the news to you tomorrow."

At the banquet today, Yang Ling saw three eunuchs and local officials all smiling, making Suzhou and Hangzhou governance and its scenery a paradise. Apart from drinking and eating, and remembering the appearance, names, and useful information of the officials. He had no idea about handling the case in his heart, and was secretly anxious.

When he heard that Liu Biao had arrived, he couldn't help but feel excited, and his body suddenly stood up again, and said anxiously: "How can that happen? Call him to see me!"

He thrust his waist and bent the needle in Gao Wenxin's hand, but fortunately he did not bleed this time.
Chapter completed!