Half fairy

Chapter 223 Into the Tunnel
Her mind is the mind of a serious practitioner of the Eight Classics, and she is not interested in Tan Hua Lang. All her interest is purely because Wen Xin often mentions it when chatting. Wen Xin has always wanted to see the authentic handwriting of Tan Hua Lang. The family's wealth can't find the authentic work of that person, so even she is curious.

Now that I learned that I got the original handwriting, I am naturally interested, wanting to see how good the calligraphy is that can make a woman like Wen Xin like it.

The two women quickly went straight to the study room, quickly opened the metal scroll in the study room, poured out the piece of paper, and spread it out on the desk.

The two girls looked at each other side by side, Wen Xin had a face full of love, she stretched out her fingertips, and compared the twists and turns of the handwriting from the air.

Song Pingping appreciatively nodded slightly, "I don't know if it's good or not, but the characters look pretty." Actually, she was muttering in her heart, thinking how clever it is, isn't it just ordinary characters. "Hey, why do some sentences seem not to flow smoothly?"

Wen Xin: "This is an essay for calligraphy practice. You can't find a few copies of his serious calligraphy in the whole world. It is not easy to get such a draft."

Song Pingping said a little perfunctorily. After seeing the real thing, her interest had obviously plummeted, but her eyes still paused, staring at the words on the paper and muttering, "Three silly birds outside..." She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, and then carefully Look, that's right, he pointed at it immediately, and said in surprise, "This...was this also written by that Tanhualang?"

Wen Xin smiled, "When I practice calligraphy, I do whatever I want, and it's caused by my nature. There may be three birds chirping outside the window, and it must have disturbed him."

Song Pingping was suspicious, and after savoring it for a while, she tried to say: "Why do I feel that these words are scolding?"

Wen Xin chuckled.

It must be that I said stupid things to make people laugh, Song Pingping was a little embarrassed, "I said, I just feel that I can't be right, you are a talented woman, you know a lot, just teach me more, don't laugh at me."

Wen Xin shook her head, and said softly: "No, we are all guessing, who knows what he was thinking when he wrote this, maybe your guess is right."

Song Pingping pouted, "You're laughing at me again, I know after thinking about it, how could such a talented person swear casually like our people from the mountains."

"You can't tell where you are from when you curse." Wen Xin shook her head and smiled wryly, she couldn't explain clearly, so she didn't explain, and her fingertips gestured with the handwriting on the paper again.

Song Pingping had completely lost interest in Tanhualang's calligraphy. She took a step back and began to look at Wen Xin's attire. Her eyes were filled with admiration and envy. Quiet and elegant.

She knew that this was the result of a kind of self-cultivation infiltrated from the bottom of her heart, which was beyond the external things, and the accessories and jewelry were really not important.

She also felt that if she really didn't care about those vulgar things, it was a kind of self-cultivation in itself, but any desire of that kind would be written in her temperament.

Looking at it, she lightly rolled up her sleeves with one hand, showing a calm and gentle look, gesticulating with her fingertips, quietly imitating Wen Xin's behavior.

Xiaohong, who was doing a little cleaning at the side, looked back from time to time, and couldn't help pursing her lips and giggling when she saw it.

In fact, she has already discovered that this woman likes to imitate Miss's appearance, even imitating her clothes, and her hairstyle is already exactly the same as Miss...

The few people didn't stay in the study for too long, someone from outside came to report that the reception banquet for the Fifth Young Master was ready.

This is a welcome family banquet, it is not good to be absent, Wen Xin also had to put aside her favorite for the time being, and hurried to the banquet.

But before parting, Wen Xin took a quick look at her pet.

In the iron cage under the eaves, the little guy slept on all fours, and the sound of his sleep was whirring. In his dream, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips from time to time, wondering if he was dreaming and eating.

"Is it still not eating anything?" Wen Xin, who was squatting in front of the cage, turned around and asked.

Xiaohong said distressedly: "I haven't eaten it yet, if I give it no food, if it is forced into the stomach, it will spit it out when I turn around."

Song Pingping leaned over with her hands on her knees and said: "Senior brother is right, let him continue to be hungry. As long as he is hungry enough, he will naturally eat anything. This is the same as people. When you are hungry, you will naturally not pick your mouth."

Wen Xin turned her head and glanced at her, hesitated to speak, always felt that their method of raising spiritual pets was a little too rough, the little guy who had just been weaned used all kinds of coercive methods, it was really...

But she also understands that these people know the experience of taming spirit beasts, and she is ignorant in this regard, so it is not good to express opinions indiscriminately.

"But it's finally quiet. Huh..." Wen Xin suddenly remembered something, looked at Xiaohong and asked, "Xiaohong, did you notice that, as long as he goes out to relax, he will become better when he comes back, neither barking nor making trouble Now, I can honestly sleep soundly."

Xiao Hong tilted her head and thought for a while, then nodded, "It seems so."

Song Pingping sighed: "I can't stand you guys. What does it mean to go out and relax? How does it know what relaxation is? It's obviously tired from running outside, and it will naturally fall asleep when it comes back. After all, it's so young."

Both Wen Xin and Xiao Hong showed a look of sudden realization.

"Oh, don't dawdle, your fifth brother's welcome banquet is waiting."

Song Pingping urged, the master and servant were startled, almost forgot, got up and left...

In the dining hall, when I met Mu Aotie, Yu Qing deliberately took the opportunity to ask him about what reward Nanzhu got for finding the puppy again.

Mu Aotie said that there was too much money, and this time he gave two taels of silver.

It didn't appear that Nanzhu imagined that he could go further.

After returning to the sundries yard, Yu Qing sat in the yard and waited for dark.

After dark, he locked the door and didn't rush to do things. He went back to the house and sat cross-legged.

Boiling, waiting.

It was even louder when it was Haishi, and it was estimated that no one would look for it, so I immediately went out of the room in the dark, and the outside was like water and moonlight.

What Nanzhu said was reasonable, he did as he did, found a stone and quietly placed it on the courtyard wall under the eaves.

Afterwards, he slipped into the warehouse, lit the oil lamp, ran lightly to the top of a pile of sundries, and began to gently lift up the things piled up in the corner one by one, and piled them on top of other sundries.

When he dug out the iron plate hidden under the floor tiles again, he didn't rush to open it, but jumped up and flew out from the sundries.

He went back to the yard, walked lightly to the gate, and gently pulled the bolt out.

Squatting down, rested a piece of dead tree branch prepared in advance under the door, so as to prevent the wind from blowing the door open and allow people to push the door open.

This is what he has been thinking about during the day.

Even if someone pushes the door and comes in, and finds that he is not there, and sees that the door is not bolted, he will think that he has wandered somewhere, and he cannot be found outside, so it is not a big problem.

The person who can come to him will not be an important member of the Wen family, but a servant like Liu Gui, who is easy to deal with, and he still has some courage and adaptability.

At first, he thought about making some kind of signaling device, such as pulling an alarm rope into the tunnel, but later found that it was not good, and it would be easy for people to follow the clues to find out his whereabouts.No matter who it is, once it is known that he has entered the secret passage of Wenfu, it will be difficult to handle.

After doing the hands and feet at the door, he listened carefully to the movement outside, and quickly went back to the warehouse. When he arrived at the entrance of the tunnel, he grabbed the iron handle and blew out the oil lamp with a sound. Then he slowly opened the door in the darkness. piece of iron.

After gently leaning the iron plate against the wall, he felt the darkness and stepped down lightly, trying not to make any noise.

The bottom is the real pitch black, and you can't see your fingers.

After descending the steps and walking to the flat ground, he leaned against the wall and remained silent for a while, holding his breath and listening attentively.

After making sure that there was no sound in the tunnel and no light was seen, he took out the torch and lit the oil lamp, and moved forward quietly with the light on.

This section of the road is not far away, and it will end in about three feet.

A tunnel crosses in front of you, should you go left or right?
Yu Qingmo calculated the direction of the tunnel after coming down from the warehouse, and the left should go deep into the inner courtyard of Wenfu.

As for where he went to the right, he was a little surprised, the courtyard was already on the side of the high wall of Wenfu, so if he went to the right, wouldn't he be out of Wenfu?
The oil lamp shone on the wall, took out a small bamboo stick folded from a broom and brush, stuck it in the crack of the wall, and then turned left.When encountering a place where he needs to help memorize the route, he will insert another one in the crack of the wall.There are a lot of these things in the clothes, and they are all prepared when they are bored during the day.

The ground was wet, and after walking softly for a distance of about ten feet, the authentic route began to look like a branch of a tree.

Where should we go?Stop and think for a while.

Considering that he didn't know much about Wen's internal situation, he didn't dare to stay too long when he sneaked into this secret passage for the first time.

After thinking about the direction of the tunnel, and then thinking about the direction of the core area of ​​Wenfu, he went straight to the key area, giving up the idea of ​​checking the branch roads one by one.

Just when he couldn't figure out where he was in Wen's Mansion, he suddenly saw steps on the side of the road to go up.

He tiptoed over to it immediately.

When I reached the end of the steps, I found that there was no way, and was blocked by a wall. I was surprised.

Looking back, this is obviously a step up and down. Why build this step without a road?
Immediately realized that there was something wrong with the wall in front of him. He looked at the oil lamp and saw that the oil lamp holder on the wall was a bit of an eyesore. He grabbed the lamp holder and tried to shake it. He found the direction of the loose mouth and pulled the handle down. , There was a slight click in the wall.

The wall in front of him moved, and the wall quietly turned sideways.

He stretched out his hand and pushed it lightly, and the wall turned away silently and on a central axis.

Hold on to the wall to prevent it from closing again, only to find that behind the wall is a narrow space. I don't know what happened. The wall inside is uneven, and there are two points of light.

It was only later that Yu Qing realized what the space inside was, as if he was standing behind some kind of statue.

Those two points of light seemed to be the eyes of the statue.

Slightly startled, he immediately raised his hand, and his index finger and thumb directly extinguished the flame on the wick.

　When I came back from supper, my head was numb and I hard-coded a chapter.

　
(End of this chapter)