Nightfall

Returning to Lin 47 Lane, pushing open the door to Hou Zhai, Ning Que took out the ebony matte waist tag from his arms, throwing it on the bed at random, like throwing a piece of waste wood.

Sang Sang was sitting at the head of the bed, his two chilly feet tucked in the warm blanket, and he was intently sewing on his old coat. He glanced at the waist tag and picked it up curiously, facing the transparent skylight roof. The light spilled, narrowed my eyes and looked carefully for a long time, and asked, "Master, what is this?"

"The sign of Ouchi guards ... The dark guards are the kind that can't be seen." Ning Que sat down at the table and lifted the kettle to take a few big sips. I remembered that even if I didn't even drink the tea into the palace today, I was a little depressed .

Knowing that Ning Que had official status, she carried one of the thickest thighs in the world as she was sentenced last night. Sang Sang smiled happily with the eyes of Liu Ye, but her focus on things was always more direct .

"How many salaries can there be each month?"

Ning was stunned, put down the teapot in his hand to recall the previous conversation, hesitantly said, "How can there be forty or fifty two silver?"

Sang Sang frowned, her dark face was full of dissatisfaction, and said, "I didn't imagine how much."

Ning Que shook his head and said with a smile: "We now have a net worth of two thousand two dollars, and we will talk more in the future."

Sang Sang listened to this, and the dissatisfaction on his face disappeared without a trace. He smiled and looked at him with a small hand, and said, "Master, you sent the silver quietly after you left."

Ning Que was a little puzzled. She walked to the bed and crooked beside the little maid, and asked curiously, "Where did you put it?"

Sang Sang glanced out mysteriously, put down the pinhole in his hand, pinched the two corners of the waist quilt with two small hands, a little nervously pulled a slit, slightly raised his jaw to signal him to look inside.

Ning Que raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked in disbelief in disbelief. I saw Sang Sang's two thin legs, which were densely covered with a layer of silver. Even if covered by the thick bedding, there was only a very dim light. You can also see the dazzling silver halo.

He opened his mouth slightly, forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart, and calmly taught him: "I have said ... cough cough ... to be more calm, just two thousand two silver, see what makes you excited and nervous ... I felt weird. You were lying in bed in the middle of the day. You were worried about these things. Do n’t you think that Yin Zi panic? "

Sang Sang looked at him with a small face on his face, and shook his head firmly and conscientiously, saying that such a thing as silver was not ridiculous at all.

Ning Que coughed again and rubbed the little maid ’s head indulgently, saying, "Two thousand two silvers can still be covered with a quilt. In the future, your young master will earn eighty thousand two thousand. What do you do? "

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Changan ’s spring is very beautiful, and a spring rain that is like a torrent of rain comes down from time to time, bringing out all the green leaves and tender flowers in the streets and alleys. Whether you are standing in the threshold or standing in the pavilion, you can see the eyes As for the color of life, the 47th Lane in Dongcheng seems to have come alive with the thicker spring colors, and the liveliness gradually appeared.

After the incident of the Spring Breeze Pavilion, Hushang Shushu was devalued, and the Qingyun Division was cleaned from top to bottom. The land requisition for a few months naturally did not end. The Qingyun Treasury on the side of the fence was like a tomb. Although the Yulong Gang was forced to board the bright stage, it did not forget to clean up the night of the whole city. No one dared to do anything about this street towards Xiaoshu, even at a glance. Dare not.

This is an excellent location, a quiet place for business and quiet, and now there is no pressure from the government and the deterrent of the black forces, those closed doors are naturally reopened, whether it is a new boss, or a chance The old boss who bought back the lease, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to take advantage of this warm spring day.

Business is human business, and what pays attention to is the gathering of wealth and people. In the past, a shop was opened in Lane 47. From the bones, there was a half-dead decay. There was no one willing to come to visit, and the business was very poor. Now, the shop on the street is fully open, and there is a lot of heat under the spring tree, and the flow of people will naturally condense.

Compared with the neighboring shops, Lao Bi Zhai's business is still not very good, but I don't know how much better it is when the business just started, and Sang Sang is busy every day, but the smile on his small face is It is more and more, and still insists on letting the younger master ask more helpers.

As for Ning Que's bones, after all, it was still a bit of a sour smell of young scholars. Looking at the lively eyes, thinking about the old coldness, they increasingly saw that those who bought paintings and calligraphy were not pleasing to the eyes. Taking Lao Bi Zhai's income seriously, he simply raised the price of the books a lot. In his thoughts, since Lord is not short of money now, and you are so cheap to come to buy, then naturally you need to spend more money, so that you can be worthy of yourself, so that you can vomit the grievances of the day before yesterday .

However, things always developed beyond his imagination. The prices of Laobi Zhai's paintings and calligraphy were raised again and again, and finally mentioned five times when they first opened, but I didn't expect that more and more guests came to buy books. Zhai's reputation has been slow to start in Chang'an City, but in a small area in Dongcheng, it has been regarded as a brand.

"So you should play this way?"

Ning Que holding a small teapot, leaning on the door and looking at the guests in the shop, sipping two teas happily, listening to the quarrel in the newly opened fake antique shop next door, and felt that life was so **** good.

The shop owners on the street did not know that Lin 47 Lane could be reborn, and they could earn a relationship between the bowl and the little boss in Lao Bi Zhai. Xiaoshu killed the Quartet on that spring rainy night. This street was afraid that it would still be as dead as it used to be. Now in their eyes, the young boss of Lao Bi Zhai is just a waste that will not make money and will only enslave his maid.

The business is good, the money is more, people are naturally happy, but they are also prone to some new problems, and they are full of warmth. Now that the business is just for four or five days, the boss in the fake antique shop has a concubine plan. Today, the fierce quarrel is the boss and his wife who are fighting for this matter.

"Depending on your appearance, you actually have a face and want to accept concubine?"

"Why can't I?"

"Lao Niang said if you can't do it, you can't do it. If you have to make me hurry, I will go to Chang'an House!"

"The queen and the maid don't care about this! What can Changan House do! Ning Que's kid can have a little maid, you have to kick me out of bed every day, and I have something to do with my feet warmer!"

"Do you want me to warm your feet? There is no Suzaku door! Unless Ning Que is the kid who became the emperor!"

"He's not surnamed Li! Which emperor to be!"

"Lunar Kingdom, Southern Jin Dynasty, Dahe, as long as there is something in this world, any country's emperor will be successful!"

Ning Que sipped happily holding the teapot, listening to the corner with relish, secretly praised me that the Tang Dynasty Empire was indeed a sturdy and open-minded people, and even the couple dared to mention the throne when they quarreled. Understand that I actually mentioned myself in this quarrel, so I couldn't help getting annoyed.

It was at this time that the guests in the shop were scattered. Sang Sang was packing up the table. He walked in angrily and shouted, "I can't live this day anymore. The two in-laws quarreled and took the younger master. I dare to talk about government affairs arbitrarily. When I am a guard, I am dead? I will go to the palace to join them and cut them all! "

This statement is not false. He has a dark guard's waist card on his body. He was already responsible for listening to the public opinion of the court. Some people in the city are talking about the throne. Of course, they can report to the higher authorities. Strict, but the people's minds are extremely relaxed. These couples' angry words during quarrels, not to mention the guards, even if they handed over the files to His Majesty the emperor's case, they could only laugh at those nobles.

Sang Sang was thinking of his own worries over the past few days because of his words, and frowned, asking, "Master, in the story you told me when I was a kid, I was always miserable as a spy. You are now Dark Master, will you be in trouble? "

Ningque put down the teapot and shook his head: "Although it is an obscure waist card, but it is a small person who is not a good product. Who cares about my identity, and if I have trouble in the future, will I not avoid it?"

After a short pause, UU read www.uukanshu.com and he looked at Sang Sang and explained softly: "I accept this identity, there is another reason, I really want to check those things in the future, kill those people, there is an Ouchi guard. Identity will always be more convenient. "

Sang Sang was a little maid who was lazy thinking about things. After listening to his explanation, he stopped thinking about it and said, "Umbrella sets of knife sets and coats are done. When will you kill the second man, Master? "

"How about the knife? Do you need to grind it again?" Ning Que asked.

Sang Sang replied seriously: "Even if killing a pig, there will definitely be problems with killing more than a dozen knives. Of course, it needs grinding."

The dialogue between the master and the servant has always jumped and erratic. It is not that they will definitely have some communication obstacles with each other, especially the calm and ordinary expression on the faces of the two. If let outsiders listen, they will never think that they are talking about killing in the spring rainy night. Knife damage and the **** thing of sharpening the knife to kill.

At this moment, a loud voice came from Lin 47 Lane, and a crowd rushed in that direction. Ning Que went to the shop door with curiosity and glanced over there. The expression on his face changed slightly. .

I saw that under the arch guard of a group of men in Tsing Yi, Pants and Boots, the middle-aged man still dressed in a chic T-shirt was talking to the shop owners with a gentle smile on his face. Say that I have passed by and ask your bosses to rest assured that if you have any remaining things, you can tell your subordinates to do it.

With the middle-aged man's account, the five or six men standing behind him remained silent as a gift.

The middle-aged man in the blue shirt stayed in front of each shop for a few words and seemed very patient. The subordinates around him also slowly walked with him and gradually walked towards the end of the street.

The alley shop on the street called Lao Bi Zhai.

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