Chapter 951

Ji Xia Qiu light smile, face generous: "indeed fate."

Seeing that the other side didn't want to talk more, Fang ruotong didn't say anything more. He nodded a younger generation's gift and walked back.

Both sides are supposed to meet by chance and never meet again in the future. It's not necessary to talk too much. It's enough to just nod with courtesy.

Fang ruotong walked in front of them. Ji Xiaqiu took a few steps after the red sister helped them fall. The two groups left the yard and walked towards the gate.

The steward was already waiting at the gate. When he saw people coming out, he went to the front himself.

Fang ruotong saw the steward yesterday, and was about to thank him in person. He saw him go straight past him and towards the lady behind her.

"Did Madame sleep well last night? What's the problem? How are the maids doing? "

After a while, Fang ruotong, who was in front of me, was pulled by the old mother and urged: "Miss, let's get on the bus."

Fang ruotong had to get on the car, but through the window, he looked outside for a long time.

At this sight, I saw a group of people coming out of the gate.

These people, it should be yesterday's steward mentioned that the guests who lived in the east garden, because they were all male guests, Fang ruotong didn't look much, took back his eyes and put down the curtain.

Fang ruotong, however, did not see the lady and her party who had not yet boarded the car. They just met the men.

Ji Xiaqiu looks at these strange faces in front of him. His eyes float, and finally fall on the ugly young man at the end of the crowd.

The young man seemed to feel each other's eyes and looked up.

The eyes of the two met, and the red sister blurted out: "Yue..."

Just say a word, and then shut up, obviously also realize that the situation is not right, dare not speak up.

Ji Xiaqiu slowly took back his eyes, didn't say anything, didn't look at anything, got on the carriage, and sat steadily in the carriage.

Uncle Feng drives away, but the red sister is still showing the rickety curtain. Look back.

When the gate of the manor became narrower and narrower, the red sister turned around uneasily: "master, that's not Young master Yue? "

Although wearing the mask of human skin and covering the original appearance, the people we know can still see the sharp and unique vision at a glance.

Once in Fengzhou, the young master Yue accompanied him for many years. The red sister had seen him countless times, and she never acknowledged his mistake.

Ji Xiaqiu just said "well", it seems that he could talk more.

But the red sister was curious: "young master Yue, do you have anything to do? But he's always on his own. How can he join others this time? In that group, I think all of them are top-notch in Kung Fu. The first one, with some outlandish air in his body and steps, is very strange. How can young master Yue join them? "

"Foreign domain?" Ji Xiaqiu recalled the body shape of the previous group of people, sighed and said: "the witch family, can be regarded as Outland?"

The red sister's pupil was shocked: "Wu clan? The witches are not loyal... "

Aren't the witches loyal to the king of power?

Yes, he is loyal to King Quan. At this time, Yue Dansheng, who has always been mysterious, is dressing up in disguise and is on the same road with all the hawks and dogs of King quan

What does he want to do?

A long time ago, Ji Xiaqiu didn't care much about Yueshan Sheng. Because she knew that this person, she couldn't control it, and she didn't have the means to ask about it. At that time, she even hoped that Yueshan Sheng could leave. Don't keep pestering the stranger so much, and make him so dependent on this elder brother.

But it seems that she also knows her mind. Yueshan Sheng once asked her for a deep talk. After that, she looked at it.

As long as the other side to the stranger with no malicious, that is enough.

After all, Yueshan Sheng has never done anything to hurt them, except for the mystery and oddity. In this case, she has no reason to be mean.

After that, Yueshan Sheng left Fengzhou and her whereabouts were unknown. She knew that he had something to do. She didn't care what he did or what his purpose was.

Now she saw him walking with the king of power. She didn't ask. As long as the other side didn't ask him for help, she shouldn't meddle.

The red sister has stopped asking. Ji Xiaqiu looks at her. She is still curious, but she has to hold it. She smiles and says, "hurry up as soon as possible. We can't manage his business."

Red sister nodded, probe urged uncle Feng to speed up.

At the same time, another group of people after them also got on the carriage. Xing Yi looked at the end of the crowd. The man who came from liaozhou three days ago to join them asked, "Qiu Yi, the lady before you, do you know?"

The ugly young man looked at him coldly and shook his head.

Xing Yi frowned and reminded him, "you can't go to Qingzhou this time, but you can't speak up and act in secret. Do you understand?"

Qiu Yi's impatient "Er" voice closed his eyes and talked more.

Xing Yi looked at him for a long time, and saw that he was still a dead man's face. He put down his doubts and urged the coachman to hurry up.On the official road leading to Qingzhou, it's particularly lively to come in, entrusted with the blessing of Fu's father's birthday. Recently, there are a lot of traffic. It's hard to make money from the chaliao Inn beside the official road.

When the life is better, the people's mouths will be full of excitement. How many people talk and talk with each other, which is the praise of Qingzhou Fu's family.

It's no wonder that the fortune of Fu's family made money. Fu's family is also the emperor of Qingzhou. It's always right to flatter more.

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When Fang ruotong arrived in Qingzhou, it was noon. The old mother suggested that she stop to eat first, and then go to the city in the afternoon.

As soon as I entered the inn, I saw that Mr. shushuo was being surrounded, and he said the anecdote about the seventh son of Qingzhou Fu family.

Fang ruotong went to the wing room on the second floor. Through the window of the wing room, he could see the scene on the first floor. He also prevented the old mother from closing the window, and then he followed her.

Mr. shushuo is speaking with admiration: "good guy, a pearl as big as a fist!"! When the shopkeeper sent it, Fu qigongzi took a look. When he lifted his mouth, he said that the style was good. The shopkeeper's great joy, he quickly said that he would make a thought for the seventh childe. The seventh childe said a word, but he said that it would not be bad to feed the dog after grinding... "

Immediately someone around retorted: "nonsense, the Pearl as big as the fist has been ground to feed the dog? Don't say if there is such a big pearl, just say feed dog, such a big blessing, where is enough to eat. "

Mr. shushuo smiled: "I don't think it's from Qingzhou. Mr. Fu's seventh son has a wide range of hobbies. He likes to make treasures. What can enter his eyes is a hundred treasures in his heart. Those who don't come into his eyes, those who feed dogs are generous, those who feed pigs and mice are all. The shopkeeper thought that deep sea pearls were valuable, but he didn't want beads of that size. Don't say that the seventh childe didn't see them, that is to say, the maid who was favored by the family didn't have to look at them directly. " A storyteller is bound to exaggerate.

At the same time, there was humanity: "such a good Yi greedy treasure, really extremely dandy, Fu family is famous, how the descendants are such goods?"

"Well, you don't want to be a liar, sir. It's going to be listened to by some people. I'm afraid an old man will not see you."

"Are you threatening me? Why, this hasn't entered Qingzhou City yet. Fu's hand is out. I'm from Kyoto, and I've been here before. I can't stay in Qingzhou anymore? What's more, I have heard clearly that you have been punished by the adults from Kyoto two days ago for setting up the forest and hunting for your seven young master's private prisoners. Instead of saying more good things for them, you ordinary people have come to tell us all about their idle deeds. Are you afraid that he will not die fast enough? "