C1377

Ning An feels that there is something wrong with the way Murong Qingyang looks at himself, but he can't tell what's wrong. With his understanding of the goods, he certainly doesn't have an's good intentions.

Murong Qingyang came over with a smile, "Ning'an."

Rather an vigilant looking at her, "do what?"

"I just want to ask, who did you learn to handle cases with?"

"For what?"

"Your master must be great. I want to learn from him."

Ning An sneers, "impossible."

"Why?" Murong Qingyang said, "don't be so stingy. Didn't my master teach you before?"

Can pull down, rather an rolled a white eye in the heart, he doesn't want to let her master teach at all, is she hard pull him to go.

"My master doesn't teach girls."

Murong Qingyang frowns up her pretty eyebrows. Oh, she turns around and wants to leave. She hears Ning An say, "Huang Qingyang, go make me a cup of hot tea."

Murong Qingyang was stunned for a moment and laughed angrily. "Ning'an, you let me have tea. Do you know who I am?"

Rather hang hands, open looking at her, "who are you?"

Murong Qingyang, "I am..." Yu Guang a Piao, not far away, bench and hawk are listening to them.

Ning An picks eyebrow, "who is it?"

Murong Qingyang snorted, "no matter who I am, I won't help you make tea."

Ning An said slowly, "forget the three rules of the law?"

Murong Qingyang is silent for a moment, turns around and walks away. After a while, she brings a cup of tea, "Deputy door master, please have tea."

She so simply brewed tea to come over, rather an on the contrary some hesitation, saw that cup of tea one eye, "you drink first."

What is a mouthful? Murong Qingyang stopped after drinking three mouthfuls, and tut said, "Longjing is fragrant before the rain." She handed the cup to him. "Is that a relief?"

Ning An's eyes stay on her wet lips, "make another cup."

Murong Qingyang, "why? "

" I'm the Deputy headmaster and the boss here. "

"What's so great about the boss," Murong Qingyang said, "I can be one, too."

Ning An put up a finger to shake, "not here, don't talk nonsense, go to make tea."

Murong Qingyang left in a huff and puff. Whenever she was not happy, he was very happy. He couldn't help but raise his mouth. He couldn't look down on the bench and came up to him, "brother an, why do you always bully Qingyang? After all, they are a girl."

Ning An, "what do you think she looks like a girl?"

Bench, "..." Apart from his looks, he really can't tell.

After a while, Murong Qingyang came with his tea, but he didn't speak. He handed it to Ning'an. Ning'an took it, but he didn't know what was in it

"Tea."

"What else?"

"No more." Murong Qingyang said: "don't drink if you don't dare. Don't let me make tea next time."

The bench said, "brother an, how can you be suspicious? Qingyang is not such a person."

Ning'an took the tea and smelled it under his nose. It was fragrant and there was no strange smell. He put down his heart and took a sip. He heard Murong Qingyang say, "I didn't put anything in the tea, but I licked the edge of the cup."

Ning an "por" of a, tea spurt far away, once choked, bent over, a cough for more than ten, speechless embarrassed.

Bench, "..." Finally understand why Ning'an said she was not a girl, girl really can't do such a thing.

Ning An stopped coughing, put the cup back into Murong Qingyang's hand, and said to the bench, "little Zhuge, there's a new clue in the case of Yang's house, so we have to send him to go."

The bench said, "little Zhuge has gone out to repair the saddle, or I'll go."

"No, you have other tasks."

Murong Qingyang quickly raised his hand, "I'll go, I'll go, deputy headmaster, let me go."

Ning An glances at her, "can you do it?"

Murong Qingyang said, "I have good skills and I'm smart. Why can't I?"

Bench, "..."

Ning An hesitated for a moment and said, "OK, the task is not difficult. Before Yang Haisheng's fifth wife got married, she had a date, a painter named Liu Yanli. After she got married to Yang's house, the two people still had contact in private. I heard that Liu Yanli would pass the crooked neck tree in Qianmen Street around Shenshi every afternoon. Go there and wait. If he appears, he will follow up quietly Where did he go? "

Murong Qingyang didn't expect that Ning'an really gave her a serious job. He was so happy, "yes, deputy headmaster, but how can I recognize Liu Yanli?"

Ning An thought, Ho, OK, my heart is still very thin.

"Liu Yanli is pretty, white and tall, with a square scarf on his head and a mole on his left face near his ear."

Murong Qingyang hugged him, "it's getting late. I'll go right now and guarantee to finish the task." Then he ran away.The bench shook his head with a smile. "It's really positive, but Angie, Qingyang is still a novice. You really let her go..."

Ning An hums to smile, "don't send her out, let her follow us, don't feel annoyed?"

The bench suddenly realized, "brother ANN, you It's so bad. "

Ning An laughed, didn't speak, and ghost see sorrow fight, not bad a bit how to go?

Murong Qingyang rushed to Qianmen Street. He walked all the way and looked around. At last, he saw the crooked neck tree, which grew by the river and connected with a stone arch bridge. The place was very open, and there were no houses around. When people came to the other end of the street, he could see it at a glance.

Standing under the tree, she craned her neck and looked down the street. There came a peddler carrying a burden, two women walking together, an old man picking up rags, three children chasing and beating, a couple walking side by side, a butcher pushing a unicycle Only did not see the head wears the square towel, the scholar appearance man.

She continued to wait patiently, her eyebrows were cold, her hands were on the scabbard at her waist, and she pretended that she was a female Xia waiting for the target character to appear. This was her first serious mission, and she must do better.

She waited and waited. Half an hour later, her feet felt numb. She stamped hard and continued to cheer up. She noticed that the clouds in the sky were thick, as if they were going to press down. It was dark unconsciously. She knew that it was not good. She was afraid that it was going to rain, but Liu Yanli's shadow had not been seen yet!

The number of passers-by gradually decreased, leaving her standing alone under the crooked neck tree, her eyes still cold, her hands on the scabbard, staring at the front.

At this time, "click" a lightning split the dark sky, pouring rain "crash" down.

Murong Qingyang hid under the leaves, but the branches and leaves of the crooked neck tree were not luxuriant. It rained heavily outside, but light rain inside. She was drenched in water. It was a little cold in spring. She could no longer maintain her chivalrous demeanor. She shrank into a ball and wiped the rain from her eyes from time to time. Her eyes were still staring at the other end of the street.

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