Listen to the string song and know the elegance.

Shen Ning knows what Zhou Zhongkang means by listening to it.

"Lord Zhou, you want me to stop meddling in this matter, do you?" She looked at him with a smile.

Zhou Zhongkang lowered his eyes. Under the gaze of her clear eyes, he only felt a heart suddenly beating, as if all the thoughts in his heart were understood by her.

He said: "Shen, Miss Shen, it's my duty to handle the case and pursue the murderer. It's none of your business. Today, I have heard Miss Shen's words, which has benefited our county a lot. I dare not ask for anything more. "

Shen Ning said faintly, "well, in this case, I'll leave."

She flicked her sleeve, turned, opened the door, and went out.

"Chase the wind, let's go."

She did not return to leave, did not even look back at Zhou Zhongkang.

Come suddenly, walk suddenly.

Zhou Zhongkang raised his head and looked at her back with a complex look. The moon was white and the moon was bright and graceful, just like the person in the painting. He soon disappeared into his sight.

He followed her two steps involuntarily, but stopped at the door.

What a proud and character girl.

He thought to himself.

But it's good to go.

"Childe, she She's gone. Why don't you chase her Wu Fu stamped his feet and saw Zhou Zhongkang standing motionless at the door. He chased him out for two steps, but he was stopped by Zhou Zhongkang.

"Five blessings, stop."

Wu Fu turned back unwillingly, "young master, Miss Shen is gone, and you don't want to send her off?"

"You don't have to." Zhou Zhongkang shook his head and said, "Miss Shen won't care about the red tape. Go and take out the bamboo flute in our box and send it to Miss Shen."

"Bamboo flute in the box?" Wu Fu was surprised and said, "that's our heirloom, young master. Are you just sending it out?"

Zhou Zhongkang lowered his face and said, "if you want to send it to you, you can't get so much nonsense."

Wu Fu followed Zhou Zhongkang since childhood. He was much closer to him than he was in awe of him. Although seeing the young master's face, he still murmured in a low voice:

"childe, this pipe of bamboo flute is the best and most valuable thing we have left. Don't you feel sorry to send it out

"If you want to give someone away, of course you have to give the best." Zhou Zhongkang did not hesitate.

"But young master, you are really not in charge of the family. I don't know that salt and rice are expensive. You have been an official for several years. Instead, you have given away and given away the things we have. We are so poor that we can't open a pot. If you send out the bamboo flute again, you will get married and give a bride price to other girls?" Wu Fu looks worried.

"What betrothal gifts, what kind of marriage, five blessings, you are becoming more and more ugly." Zhou Zhongkang scowled.

Wu Fu stretched out his tongue and suddenly showed a smile and agreed happily.

"Well, listen to the childe. I'm going to deliver the bamboo flute to Miss Shen."

"Stop!" Zhou Zhongkang called him again, "what are you laughing at?"

Wu Fu said with a smile: "Wu Fu was wrong. Of course, this bamboo flute should be given to Miss Shen. It's just right to give it to Miss Shen. Such a good flute is the treasure of the childe's family. Only this girl Shen is worthy of it."

He turned to leave with a smile and was stopped by Zhou Zhongkang.

"Five blessings, no nonsense."

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