"I have something on my hands right now, let's talk about it another day."
Xia Jin walked around him.
She must follow the Yuan family and prevent her from framing the collaborating letter with the general's government!
"Don't go!" Qi Tianxiao blocked her way.
"I have good news for you!"
Xia Jin looked at him and asked, "What's the good news?"
Qi Tianxiao approached Xia Jin and said mysteriously: "Do you still remember the jug of wine you auctioned at the Chamber of Commerce Auction House?"
"Uh...what's wrong?" Xia Jin squinted her eyes.
"Brother Ziyi got the pot of wine and went to the military camp. It happened that the Eighth Prince was also there, so he asked for the wine to honor his master Yun Daozi."
"Yun Daozi suffered some internal injuries a few years ago and couldn't take any medicine. I didn't expect that he got better after drinking your bottle of wine! Now the Eighth Prince is looking for you all over the world!"
"I heard that Yun Daozi will come to the banquet today. If you can establish a relationship with him, your future will be unlimited. You know, he is the national master! Even the emperor respects him!"
Qi Tianxiao said as if pouring beans, his eyebrows were dancing with excitement.
Turn your head and look around again.
"Where are the people!"
On the other side, Xia Jin was walking behind Mr. Song and Mrs. Yuan with her waist bent.
Arriving at the garden where they were going for the banquet, Mr. Song walked towards the main banquet hall, while Mrs. Yuan followed Grandma to the inner house to pay her respects to the old lady.
Xia Jin followed Yuan to the courtyard of the inner house, lying on the roof and watching the scene inside.
"Being a gentleman at a young age is not a serious matter." A cool and slightly aged voice sounded from beside him.
Xia Jin was suddenly startled, turned around and saw a man sitting on the roof.
This man is dressed in white as snow, with a childish face and white hair. His eyes are ethereal. He is as clean as a dust from head to toe. It is no exaggeration to say that he is a banished immortal who fell from the sky!
He was holding a gourd-shaped wine jug in his hand. This rough and simple gourd looked a bit familiar...it seemed to be somewhat similar to the jug of wine he auctioned off.
"Aren't you here too?" Xia Jin said.
"I see things differently from you." His voice was cold, but it sounded aged and calm, like an old man who had seen through the years.
"What are you looking at?" Xia Jin looked at the sky. There was nothing but white clouds.
"Look at your luck." His voice was still cold.
This kind of coldness is different from Lin Ziyi's coldness. Lin Ziyi's coldness is an aggressive and brutal sense of oppression.
The coldness on this man's body is more like ice floating on the water. The ice is completely cold, harmless but makes people feel distant.
"Are you a fortune teller?"
The man was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "That's right."
"Then you can read your palm and see when I can make a fortune!" Xia Jin handed over his hand.
The man took one look and said, "I don't want to be blamed."
"If you don't let others take charge, who will you take care of?" Xia Jin took back her hand.
The man looked at the sky and uttered one word: "Heaven!"
At this moment, Ms. Yuan walked out of the inner courtyard, presumably to finish her greetings.
"Fortune teller, I'm leaving now. See you later!" Xia Jin said hello, jumped off the roof, and continued to follow Yuan.
Seeing Xia Jin leave, the man whispered: "I was born with a phoenix life, but my fate was bumpy, my love relationship was broken, and my family ties were few. This palmistry is very bad! She has the appearance of early death... The strange thing is that there is a noble aura between her eyebrows.
Defying heaven and changing your fate!"
"Master!" The Eighth Prince ran over and shouted to the man sitting on the roof.
"My disciple is looking for you everywhere. The banquet is starting over there! I will go find General Lin soon and buy some wine to treat your internal injuries!"
This is why they came to the banquet this time.
"My disciple heard that the brewer will come today, so we should get to know each other well then!"
The man in white looked into the distance, "You have to get to know someone who can brew wine containing the power of pure Yang!"
On the other side, Xia Jin followed Yuan's left and right through a circular arch. She asked the maid to get rid of the guard guarding the door and then entered the study.
After a while, Mrs. Yuan came out and left quickly.
Xia Jin jumped down from the roof, opened the door and went in. She rummaged through the desk and finally saw the collaboration letter hidden by Yuan on the bottom floor.
"Who's in there!"
The door was opened, and the guard came in, looked around the room, and closed the door when he saw no one was there.
Xia Jin walked out from under the desk, snapped her fingers and burned the letter to ashes.
"Now, you can't frame others!"
Xia Jin blew out the flames between her fingers and ducked out of the window!
"Master, the banquet is about to start, please hurry up and change your clothes!"
Siji, who was waiting outside, was holding a set of dresses in his hands.
At the same time, the main hall in the garden of the main courtyard was already full of guests. Today was the birthday banquet of the old lady, and most of the courtiers and ministers came with their families.
At this moment, Mrs. Yan hasn't come yet, and the banquet has not officially started yet. Mr. Song is sitting at the table and has drank several cups of tea. Because he was too nervous, he wiped the sweat from his forehead over and over again.
Until he saw Mrs. Yuan coming, he stood up.
"Is it done?" Mr. Song looked nervous.
Mrs. Yuan nodded, "Don't worry, sir, it's been done smoothly!"
Mr. Song sat down with relief.
At this moment, an announcement came from outside: "The old lady is here!"
The banquet hall became quiet, and Mrs. Sun was seen walking in with the help of the old lady. The old lady sat at the head of the table, searched around the crowd, and looked at Mrs. Sun.
"Girl Jin'er, why didn't you see me coming?" She stretched her neck in eager anticipation.
"I already asked someone to notify me yesterday, so I hope it will come soon," said Sun.
"Old lady, Jin'er is late!" Xia Jin's voice came.
Mrs. Sun smiled crookedly and said, "Isn't it coming?"
The old lady waved and her eyes lit up.
"Jin'er, sit next to me."
Xia Jin trotted over with her skirt in hand. Seeing the old lady coughing from time to time, Xia Jin took out a handful of orange peel mints from a small cloth bag.
"This is what Jin'er stayed up all night last night. It's good for the old lady's cough."
The old lady picked up a candy and wrapped it in colored paper. When she opened it, there was a crystal clear candy inside, smelling a faint scent of orange peel.
Put it in your mouth, it tastes sour and sweet, and there is a chill in your throat. It is very comfortable!
"Who is she?" Some uninformed ladies began to whisper among themselves.
"Do you still remember the woman that General Lin brought back? She is the one!"
"Seeing that the old lady likes it so much, does she want to take it into the palace?"
"Probably not. There are so many well-known ladies in the capital, so how could they fall in love with this lowly woman?"
"Maybe it was just a whim. After all, I am eighty years old. It is understandable that I was deceived."
"Speaking of which, wasn't the old lady almost deceived by her personal nanny before?"
"Maybe he's just an old fool!"
At this moment, Lin Ziyi walked in, and the ladies who were talking quickly shut up!
