The first snow was not heavy, and the next cold rain and snow particles melted as they fell, and then stopped, but this time it was different. In the afternoon, the rain stopped, and the snow became heavier and heavier, and the snowflakes fell one by one.
As we looked at the weather, the clouds in the sky were still getting thicker, and it seemed that the snow was still falling for a while. No one came out to do business in such a weather, and there were few pedestrians on the road, but at this time, there was still a riding on the snowy road.
Horse hooves stepped on the road covered with snow, and the snow flew as they ran, leaving long horse hooves marks on the snow.
Mu Qing gritted her teeth and looked at the sky. The clouds were like lead, and the blackness made people unable to breathe. She tightened her cotton jacket on her body, and looked at her gritting her teeth and continued running over.
This morning, I received an order from the second young master to go to a banquet for the Lord of Dayan Temple Wang Cunye.
Mu Qing was a son of a family, so of course he didn't dare to neglect. He immediately set off and rushed to Dayan Temple. Before he could take a breath, he learned that Wang Guanzhu had gone home to visit his relatives. So he hurriedly ate a bowl of noodles and turned back to Xiaotian Village.
I only found out after I went there that the family had moved out a few days ago and arrived at a large monument outside the county town. Mu Qing couldn't help but run over, hoping that he would not run away in vain this time.
When the night was approaching, we arrived at the big house of the monastery. Even the people and horses were all white. Mu Qing turned over and got off the horse, moved her frozen body, took out a sip of strong wine from her arms and tilted her head down. After a while, she felt warmer.
He stepped forward and knocked on the door. With the sound of "dongdong" knocking, a child who was only twelve or thirteen years old opened the door. Mu Qing couldn't help but ask: "Is this the home of Master Wang Cunye?"
"Yes, the second brother is inside!" The child replied, looking at the person who came in curiously.
This monastery house was originally owned by the Fan family, and Mu Qing had been here. When he came in and looked in detail, he saw a carriage parked outside and the horse had already gone to the back to eat. However, seeing that the situation was either tonight or tomorrow, he felt like luck in his heart.
At this time, a young man came out. The boy was only fifteen or sixteen years old when he looked at his face, but he obviously had a different identity. He was wearing a big robe, with long sleeves, and a certain peaceful atmosphere. This was Wang Cunye.
When Wang Cunye saw this scene, he said, "Third brother, go back first."
The child laughed and ran back quickly. Wang Cunye bowed to Mu Qing: "I am Wang Cunye, I wonder what you have to do?"
Seeing that it was really Wang Cunye, Mu Qing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He didn't have to run around anymore. He immediately bowed respectfully to Wang Cunye and said, "The villain is Mu Qing from Fan's mansion. I'll tell you the second son, please go to the mansion to have a banquet."
"Go to the banquet? What's the matter?" Wang Cunye frowned unaware of it, and asked again: "When will it happen?"
Although his expression was subtle, his son Mu Qing was used to serving him. He was very good at observing his expressions and frowned. He said, "What happened this morning was that he had not officially held a banquet to thank the host, so the second young master specially invited him."
Wang Cunye stood in the snow without saying a word at first, watching the snowflakes falling, without feeling cold at all, but just thought in his heart, what does Fan Shirong's move mean?
After thinking for a while, there was no result. He looked at his eyes for a while, and then asked for a moment: "When will the second young master want me to go?"
"Young Master didn't say it, but I guess the faster the better!" Wang Cunye nodded, took out a piece of silver from his arms, and threw it to Mu Qing: "It's so rainy and snowy. It's not easy for you to come here. You can take this little money on the way to drink. When you go back, tell the second young master, and say I will go directly to the mansion city to have a banquet tomorrow!"
When Mu Qing saw Yinzi coming, he hurriedly caught it. When he heard the words behind, he quickly responded: "The villain must bring the words, and the villain will take his leave now!"
As he said that, he wanted to lead the horse and exit.
"It's getting dark, why is it so far? Just have dinner here and go with me tomorrow!"
"The rules in the mansion are very good, how dare the villain be so negligent? The host will attend the banquet tomorrow, and the villain must go back tonight." Mu Qing said hurriedly.
Wang Cunye waved his hand: "Even if you want to go back overnight, you don't have to eat even if you don't have to wait for this little time. I'll ask the kitchen to give you hot food before going back."
As he was talking, Wang Cunye smiled again: "You don't think it happened that someone came over and was carrying wine!"
Mu Qing looked at it and saw a few villagers carrying wine loads, jumping a lot of food, carp, intestines, and pieces of lamb coming.
Wang Cunye ordered: "Go to the kitchen and get a few quick dishes for this person."
After saying that, he entered the door, and Mu Qing was indeed hungry, so he followed him into the inner room. When he got inside, someone poured a pot of wine and placed it on the fire to warm it.
The chef in the room was cooking, but after hearing this, he immediately made mutton. The aroma of meat spread, and Mu Qing couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
After a while, two pots of vegetables and a large bowl of wine came on. Mu Qing didn't care about anything else and swallowed it voraciously. After eating, he went out immediately.
The wind was cold outside, Mu Qing got on the horse, and felt pain. When he touched it, he had been stained with blood stains. He gritted his teeth and placed the reins, and immediately disappeared into the cold wind, snowing night, galloping towards the city.
The next morning, Mu Qing, in the Fan Mansion, dragged her exhausted body and covered in snow, stood in front of Fan Shirong and reported to the second young master.
"That's how Wang Cunye can come here today?" Fan Shirong saw that the man was covered in snow and was as cold as it was blue. He couldn't easily detect it and asked.
Mu Qing lowered her head and responded: "Yes, that's what he said."
Fan Shirong nodded slightly and said, "You go down, go to the accounting room to get five taels of silver, give you a day off, and go back and have a good rest!"
"Yes! The villain took his leave!" As he said that, Mu Qing retreated from the second young master's house.
"Go and tell the kitchen that guests will visit tonight and ask them to prepare a small banquet." Fan Shirong ordered.
The maid standing with her hands down heard this and quickly responded.
At this time, Wang Cunye was sitting in the carriage and heading towards the city.
There was no snow on the road, and there was no frost, grass and leaves. There was only a large area of ​​snow white. Wang Cunye sat in the carriage, covering his eyes slightly to avoid the dazzling snow light and watch the rare snow scene.
The waterway is frozen, otherwise it will be faster to walk the waterway.
In the afternoon, when we arrived in the mansion, the carriage stopped even further, we set up a sign. The soldiers guarding the gate saw that it was a Taoist official and did not dare to neglect it. They quickly let it go, and there was no inspection.
When he arrived in the city, the carriage became slow. Wang Cunye ordered to go to Fan's mansion and looked around again.
This is a corner of the southeast of the city. There is a street with shops on the street and a small ancient temple. After walking for a while, you can see the prosperous market. A little further away, you will see a red-lacquered gate with a stone lion squatting at the door. The main door is not open, and there is a corner door that allows people to enter and exit.
There is a plaque on the main entrance with the words "Fan Mansion" on it.
The surrounding walls are deep and the courtyard is so deep that you can't see inside. Wang Cunye looked at it, smiled slightly, and thought to himself that it's this place!
Wang Cunye knew the rules and had to be at least an eighth-rank Taoist official before he could enter and exit the main gate. He arrived at the corner gate. There were two gatekeepers standing in front of the door. Seeing Wang Cunye wearing a feathered suit coming over, he hurriedly bowed: "I don't know what to come long ago? Can you make an appointment?"
Seeing that the Fan family was well-behaved, Wang Cunye nodded slightly in his heart and said, "When you go back and tell your second son, you will say that King Cunye of Dayan Guan came as promised!"
When the servant in front of him heard that it was Wang Cunye, he was shocked and bowed and said, "The villain has no idea about Mount Tai. The Taoist Master is invited in. The second young master has already given instructions. If Taoist Master Wang comes, we will not stop him and immediately lead him into it!"
Wang Cunye nodded slightly, and the family hurriedly led the way.
All of this fell into the eyes of a guy in a teahouse far away opposite him. The guy poured the tea and went inside, and it took a moment to come out.
After a while, at the back door, a man entered the carriage and ordered: "Go to the prince's mansion!"
The waiting coachman didn't say anything. He whipped the horse whip and accelerated his horse's speed and went all the way. After half a stick of incense, the carriage stopped in front of the side door close to the Marquis of Wei's Mansion.
One person walked out of the carriage and entered from the side door. When the guards saw this person, they not only dared not stop him, but also made way for the road and left their hands silent.
When this man came in, he headed to the courtyard of Wei Prince. The prince's mansion was actually one with the Wei Marquis Mansion, but it was separated by a garden. This man was the team assigned by Wei Marquis to the prince. He was responsible for collecting various intelligences and was in charge of private prisons. Therefore, everyone in the mansion was very taboo about this.
After a while, I arrived at the prince's door.
The prince's mansion is very wide, with carved railings and jade paintings. There is a pool in front of the door. At this time, it is winter, and the pool is frozen, like a piece of amber, adding a bit of magnificence.
When the two maids in front of the door saw this person coming, they hurriedly bowed and asked, "Sir, are you here to find the prince, are you using us to inform me?"
The man nodded, still did not dare to break the rules, and said, "You go and inform me and say I'm here."
"Yes." The two maids bowed, and one of them trotted in and notified the prince.
After a moment, the maid came out and said to the man: "Sir, the prince will let you in."
After saying this, I let the road open and silently looked at her. I could see her slightly trembling body. The man glanced at her eyes and saw the maid's expression, but he ignored it and stepped into the door.
When I got inside, I saw the prince admiring the calligraphy and paintings. I looked at it faintly, but I saw that the river was surging, with clouds and mist on the river. A big cart hung in the clouds and mist, and there were hundreds of people following me behind. The whole painting had a certain indescribable majesty and charm, which made people feel moved.
The man glanced at it, went to the prince, tidied up his clothes, and bowed: "Geng Huaizhong, the deacon in Qingyi Pavilion, pay homage to the prince!"
Qingyi Pavilion is the intelligence and assassination agency of Wei Hou, and has created many strange talents, especially the Jianghu Haoke. Its private institutions gradually leaked later, so the grade was set.
The cabinet affairs are determined to be the eighth rank, and the deacons are determined to be the ninth rank, so they are also an official.
After hearing this, the prince did not make a sound. He held the teacup in his hand, savored the fragrant tea, looked at the picture, and then put the teabowl down for a while. His eyes turned to the man and said, "Get up, what's wrong with looking for me?"
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