Chapter 132

Glazed lamps.

The senior executive turned around, raised the curtain and looked at the two glazed lamps placed in the carriage.

"Tian San ran to Gaoping and pawned this. Our silver ticket must have been cashed there." The coachman then said, "do you want to check?"

"Check what." The senior executive said, "there's nothing to check. Tian San said it himself. That night, he was sitting by the bridge eating bread. A man sat down beside him and said he lost a shoe and wanted to buy his shoes."

Naturally, the coachman is not the coachman, but the little apprentice of the senior management. At this time, he also wants to hear the description.

Tian San's shoes were worn and dirty. I didn't expect anyone to want them. Of course, he happily bought them.

The man threw him some coppers and one of his shoes.

According to Tian San's description, the shoe was particularly good. The workmanship and cloth were all materials Tian San had never seen before. He looked at it and threw it away. He was reluctant to give up, so he picked it up and put it on himself.

Then the man smiled and didn't accuse him. Instead, he said he wanted to make a lot of money with him.

The big money is naturally the colorful five thousand Liang chess lantern at the Lantern Festival.

At last, the man didn't make a mistake. Tian San said that when he changed the silver, the man generously gave him 500 liang of silver, and the two glazed lanterns containing the silver also gave him.

"Ask carefully what that person is like?" Said the apprentice.

"Why do you ask those people? You need to know what he is, how old he is, whether he is married or not, what people do, and do you marry him?" The senior management looked at him and said.

The apprentice laughed when he was told.

"Master, aren't you curious at all?" He said, pointing to the carriage, "then why did you buy this glass lamp and inquire about Tian San."

The senior executive gave him a glare.

"I borrowed this glass lamp from the old lady." He said, "the little grandmother said that she lost her money when she lost it. I don't care, so I won't ask, but the colored glaze lamp is not the little grandmother's. of course I want to buy it back."

He waved his hand.

"Stop talking nonsense. Don't mention these things in the future. Go to the post station to prove it to the post Cheng. This time, the royal guards rushed to Cheng Guogong's son. We must stop talking. The gods fight. Stay away from us mortals."

Naturally, the apprentice knew how powerful it was. He hurried to urge the horse to whip.

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When Miss Jun entered the house, liu'er picked it up from a distance and asked for warmth.

"Don't worry, miss. I'll have a good look at home." She said.

Miss Jun smiled and handed her a windmill.

"For you." She smiled.

Liu er's happy eyes lit up, took the windmill, raised it and ran two steps against the wind.

"Miss, can I have one?" She looked at another windmill in Miss Jun's hand and asked.

"Give this to the young master." Miss Jun said with a smile.

Two willows.

"It's nice of you to miss him." She said.

They talked and laughed and had already walked to the gate of the hospital. Before they went in, they heard a woman's crisp smile inside.

Seeing liu'er coming in, the two girls standing in the yard were startled.

"The young master asked someone to go in and serve." They hurriedly said, "Ganoderma lucidum went in alone, but we didn't all go in."

It's no wonder that others will question that the girls serve the young master like thieves and are scared like this when they are found.

But liu'er and miss Jun don't think so.

One thought it was the order of the young lady, and the other was to keep people away from Fang Chengyu.

"What do you serve? Smile so happily." Liu er said angrily.

The laughter in the room had long stopped, and a girl stood up with some uneasiness and saluted Miss Jun.

Miss Jun recognized that she was Fang Chengyu's original girl Ganoderma lucidum, so she nodded with a smile.

"Give this to the young master." She said, handing the windmill in her hand.

Ganoderma lucidum was stunned and didn't react.

Look at these people's expressions. What do you think of the young lady? Liu'er is very unhappy.

"Didn't you hear that? The young lady bought it specially for the young master." She glared.

Ganoderma lucidum hurriedly came forward to pick it up this time.

"Thank you, grandma. Thank you, grandma." She stammered a salute.

"Hey, why do you thank me? I didn't buy it for you." Liu er said, "what are you? It's your turn to thank the young master?"

Ganoderma lucidum is even more terrified.

"All right." Miss Jun stopped Liu er's criticism and smiled at Lingzhi, "take it in and play for the young master."

Liu'er walked to the study without waiting for liu'er and Ganoderma lucidum to talk again.

"Liu'er, come with me."

Liu Er stared at Ganoderma lucidum and then followed.

Watching them enter the study, Ganoderma lucidum breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the windmill in his hand, he hesitated and turned in.

Fang Chengyu was sitting in a wheelchair by the window, reading a book. He looked calm and didn't seem to hear anything outside.

"Young master." Ganoderma lucidum raised the windmill with a smile. "It was bought for you by your young grandmother. Look, it's so beautiful."

She blew into the windmill and the windmill whirred.

Fang Chengyu looked over and smiled.

"Yes, very good." He said.

The smile of a 14-year-old boy by the bright window was dazzling.

Ganoderma lucidum couldn't help looking at it, and felt that the young master's sight didn't fall on the windmill, but on himself.

So did the young master say he looked good?

Ganoderma lucidum's face flushed slightly and blew the windmill more and more seriously and attentively.

Young master, look, look.

Liu Er put her windmill on Miss Jun's desk.

"Today's flowers are well arranged." Miss Jun looked at the room and smiled.

Liu Er looked both happy and proud.

Miss is praising her.

"Liu'er, go and get the mileage map of Chaojing." Said Miss Jun.

Liu Er went to the bookshelf and took out the picture in the box.

Miss Jun opened it and put it on the desk.

"Miss, do you want to go to the capital?" Liu Er looked at her very attentively and couldn't help asking.

She still remembers that the young lady wanted to go to the capital after she withdrew her marriage certificate and took the silver. Later, she inquired about the capital. Although she doesn't mention it now, she still hasn't forgotten it.

If you want to go, you naturally want to go, but you can't go if you want to.

Miss Jun smiled.

"No." She said, "I'm thinking about the person who made this picture."

Liu er made a noise.

"What happened to the man in this picture?" She asked curiously.

She is curious about this, not miss. You know who the person making the drawing is and how you know it. It should be the first thought.

This is probably why Miss Jun thinks it's easy and smooth to talk to this girl.

She always asks what she wants to say and what she thinks now, rather than what needs to be explained.

Miss Jun looked at the picture with a smile.

"I don't recognize this man." She said, "only as a child."

Liu er made a noise, which was not strange.

The young lady doesn't have to be familiar with everyone. How tired the young lady is.

Zhu Zan, she really doesn't recognize her.

Because Cheng Guogong was stationed in the north, his wife accompanied him. Zhu Zan lived in the north since childhood. Occasionally, he came back to Beijing with his wife to visit relatives. In addition, he was a boy and had no intersection with them, princesses and princesses.

The reason why she heard the name and knew the man was that Zhu Zan once came back and beat the 12th uncle of the emperor.