The sick beauty has caught the bamboo horse

Shi Er reported truthfully: "The concubine of the Pan family is called Pan Yue."

Zhou Qingyan yawned: "No see."

After catching Cui Zheng yesterday, Shi Er put Ji Cheng back. With Ji Cheng's ability, it was easy to deal with Pan Yue, who was not a great weapon. Now Pan Yue came here, nothing more than seeking asylum in the name of gratitude.

Zhou Qingyan took a sip of tea slowly: "Unfortunately, I'm not a Bodhisattva, and I don't intend to save all living beings."

Among the several wealthy families on Jiangnan East Road, only the Pan family was not involved in witchcraft - even Ji Cheng's arrest was just Ji Cheng's means to make Pan Feisong change his mind.

Zhou Qingyan was swayed by Ji Cheng invisibly, thinking about it, he was still a little depressed.

Zhou and Chu were not at all interested in the Pan family's seizure of power, so even if they really wanted to intervene, they would naturally choose Pan Feisong.

Chu Heng brushed away a stray strand of hair next to Zhou Qingyan's cheek: "You can't tie your hair well, you really are a young man." He stood up and tied his hair again as he spoke.

The pouring black silk was as tight and smooth as satin, gently brushing against Chu Heng's fingertips.

The man took the comb and combed his hair little by little, and said slowly: "Master Guoshi is busy with work, so he doesn't see any outsiders."

Shi Er lowered his eyes, turned around and backed away.

As soon as the door was closed, Zhou Qingyan said "Tsk", "Why does Shi Er listen to you so much?"

Chu Heng: "A few days ago, Xue Wenzhen wanted to work with you in Wuying Pavilion in private."

The two were silent with each other for a while, and Zhou Qingyan suddenly laughed: "You know this."

"Ouch." Zhou Qingyan hissed, and stretched out his hand to pull his hair, "Tie it lightly, it hurts."

Chu Heng thought it was a little funny, and pressed his shoulder lightly: "It's already very light." Zai Qing's hair was not neatly combed.

Zhou Qingyan suddenly stretched out his hand to touch back, his palm moved back and forth and finally touched Chu Heng's crotch.

Chu Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was a little unstable: "Don't touch."

Zhou Qingyan withdrew his hand embarrassingly - his waist still hurts, but he didn't dare to tease him carelessly.

Chu Heng fixed his hair for him, sat down and said, "I have nothing to do today, how about I give you a present?"

Facing Chu Heng, Zhou Qingyan will always look like a child who will never grow up. Hearing this, he is very excited: "What gift?"

Chu Heng: "A hairpin, I will give it to you if I find it."

Zhou Qingyan leaned lazily in Chu Heng's arms, and laughed twice: "I have to find the hairpin that was given to me by myself. Young Master Chu's gift is really insincere."

Only when the two of them were alone could Chu Heng see such a delicate and arrogant Zhou Qingyan. Not only did he not feel bored, but the love in his heart deepened even without seeing him once.

The man stretched out his hand to caress Zhou Qingyan's face, his index finger slightly bent and rested on his chin, and the callus on the pad of his thumb stimulated Zhou Qingyan's fair and delicate skin.

Zhou Qingyan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Chu Heng's voice was full of tenderness: "What should you do?"

Zhou Qingyan smirked: "I want to engrave the word Zhou on Ziyuan's body to prove that you are mine."

Chu Heng was startled when he heard the words, and then smiled happily: "Okay, if you find it, Chu Ziyuan will be Zhou Qingyan's man in the future."

Zhou Qingyan regained his energy, stood up from Ruanrouxiang and tidied his clothes casually, then opened the door and turned around, turning his head back with provocative eyes before going out.

"Your courtyard is exactly the same as the Chu family's courtyard three years ago. I have never been there. It will be turned upside down within three hours."

Chu Heng raised his eyebrows: "Today is different from the past, sir, don't underestimate the enemy."

Zhou Qingyan was noncommittal, pushed the door and went out.The scorching sun outside the courtyard happened to pass through the forest slightly, and pure white crabapple flowers bloomed on the branches: those standing in the sun shone with crystal light, and those falling in the shadows swayed with the wind.

Hu Hu Hu.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, blowing Zhou Qingyan's apricot-colored sleeves flying.The hair that Chu Heng gave Zhou Qingyan was fairly firm, and the strong wind didn't blow it away.

Although the wind is strong, it is not harsh. Instead, it seems to send a burst of coolness in the hot air, as if a long drought meets rain, and an old friend meets an old friend.

"Master Zhou." Someone called Zhou Qingyan from behind.

The latter turned around and laughed: "Mr. Xue, why are you here?"

The person who came was Xue Wenzhen, who had a ruddy complexion and a smile in his eyes.He cupped his hands and saluted Zhou Qingyan: "I'm going to deliver the account book to the landlord."

Zhou Qingyan was thoughtful: "Ziyuan has personally seen the expenses of so many people?"

Xue Wenzhen shook his head: "No, there is an accountant in the camp. It's just that the accountant is very old, firstly, he is not good at keeping it, and secondly, there are inevitably mistakes. I will check the account again every month, and then send it to the main accountant."

Those immortals with flying swords and dust-free flying in the storybook are nothing but people's delusions, food, clothing, housing, transportation, eating, drinking, entertainment, horses, weapons, armor, and even the salaries of the soldiers are all vain money.

Only when you really start to take care of things, you will know that the so-called high-ranking people with infinite glory are not all people with good looks.If it is King Zhou and King You, then it is naturally a different matter.

Zhou Qingyan pondered for a moment: "There is one person in Jiangnan East Road City who is outstanding in this area, and he may be able to recruit one or two."

Xue Wenzhen: "Who is it?"

"Ji Cheng, daughter-in-law of Pan's parents."

Xue Wenzhen suddenly realized: "Yes, I have heard a little about this person's reputation." The family is miserable, he is talented and educated, and he is also a good-looking person, but he looks like a dead-headed person who can't get up when he is hung on a tree.

"The eldest son of the Pan family may be able to see clearly who is the lover and who is the jackal after this great change. It may not be easy to recruit the two of them." Xue Wenzhen thought for a while and said again.

Zhou Qingyan smiled lightly when he heard the words: "It's not entirely true."

The two looked at each other inadvertently, and Xue Wenzhen suddenly realized: "Understood. Thank you, my lord."

Xue Wenzhen wanted to report the matter to Chu Heng immediately, but Zhou Qingyan stopped him before he could take a few steps.

Xue Wenzhen was surprised: "What else is there, young master?"

Zhou Qingyan asked in a low voice, "Do you know where Ziyuan's jewelry boxes are kept?"

Xue Wenzhen was stunned for a while, with some doubts in his eyes.Chu Heng didn't wear much jewelry on weekdays, only a jade pendant and a tassel on the left and right, no matter how bad the jade hairpin was, he didn't need a jewelry box.

The two looked at each other silently for a while.

Zhou Qingyan coughed lightly.This courtyard is not much different from the previous Chu Mansion, if you turn it over carefully, you can turn it over, but Zhou Qingyan is really curious, and he is unwilling to mess up the furnishings in the house.

I happened to meet Xue Wenzhen, so why not ask a question.

But after saying this, Zhou Qingyan looked a little embarrassed.

Xue Wenzhen's eyes were a bit complicated, and finally said: "I have never seen the jewelry box of the landlord, but I see the landlord often goes to the Tingfeng Pavilion in the east."

Zhou Qingyan understood, reluctantly nodded to Xue Wenzhen, turned his head and walked towards Tingfeng Pavilion.

Xue Wenzhen was left alone to twitch for a while, with a thoughtful expression on his face, and muttered to himself: "In the future, I can give the barbarian a shot."

Here Xue Wenzhen went to find Chu Heng, and over there Zhou Qingyan went to Tingfeng Pavilion.

Tingfeng Pavilion, take the meaning of listening to the wind, seeing the rain and thinking about the heart.

Tingfeng Pavilion in the Chu Mansion in the capital was originally the residence of Chu Yue's father's aunt.

After Chu Yue's father died, the woman also hanged herself. There was a woman under her knees, Chu Yue's concubine sister, named Chu Songyi, and if she was still alive, Chu Heng would call her little aunt.

This girl was conferred the title of princess by Emperor Jiaxing's father to marry the Man tribe. On the day she was conferred the title of princess, the emperor bestowed the emperor's surname Yan and changed her name to Qiuyi. Less than half a year after she married the Man tribe, the two sides fought again.

Less than a month after the war raged, news of Chu Songyi's death came from the border.

At that time, Chu Heng was still a baby, and Zhou Qingyan was still wandering around. He only vaguely knew from Mrs. Chu's few words that after Chu Yue returned from victory, the Chu family had been inactive for half a year.

Zhou Qingyan was young and vigorous back then, and only thought it was a humiliation to make a marriage. It is only now that he has gone through Qian Fan to think about what happened back then.

For generations, the Chu family has people who died for the country, and now the whole world in the original country is stained with the blood and tears of the monks.

Zhou Qingyan sighed, took a step forward to open the door, and suddenly saw a big iron lock on the door, he couldn't help being stunned.

The lock looks like it was made by a blacksmith in the village, and there is no trace of exquisiteness, but the lock body and rings are full of materials, which cannot be broken by human power.

Zhou Qingyan stared at the lock in a daze, and laughed for a while.No wonder Chu Heng looked confident, because he locked things up.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qingyan gritted his teeth with hatred: "What a Chu Ziyuan..."

Although the door was locked with an iron lock, the windows were only mortised and tenoned from the inside of the house, so it would not be difficult to get in by force—but Zhou Qingyan didn't want to break the Tingfeng Pavilion.

Firstly, he was reluctant to destroy the Chu family compound, and secondly, he expressed admiration for Chu Songyi.

Now it seems, can only find the key.Zhou Qingyan sighed deeply, but where is the key?