Chu Susu expressed her meaning clearly and clearly.

Zheng Xiu understood.

Chu Susu couldn't figure out why Zheng Xiu insisted on heading north.

The north is Ye Weiyang's base camp, and continuing to go north is tantamount to making the entire Ye Weiyang an enemy.

Her suggestion was to give up going north and turn west, heading for the desert.

Chu Susu thought she had expressed enough sincerity.

She even revealed the location of the incomplete building without the permission of the building owner.

"The slave family hopes that Brother Zheng will consider this proposal. Once the stranger Feng Bei falls into Ye Weiyang's hands, the consequences will be disastrous."

Zheng Xiu asked: "Do you really don't know why Ye Weiyang wants to attack Feng Bei?"

Hearing this, Chu Susu was silent for a moment and said: "The Nu family only knows that the stranger Feng Bei is closely related to Ye Weiyang's lifelong ambition."

The "catch and hide" movement inside was so loud and noisy that the night guards all changed their expressions.

"What kind of evil method is Master practicing!"

Ruchen scratched his bald head in confusion, puzzled.

Ravens hover over the imperial city, which is a unique scenery of Daqian Capital City.

She hesitated to find an appropriate word to describe "Zheng Xiu's voice" that Lily was imitating.

Ximen said sadly to the door.

"Ahem! I think there's something else interesting..."

"Once they find out and we go to the rooftop to ask, we tell them that there's a case nearby and we're here to investigate!"

…

There are rewards for catching and hiding.

…

Although he didn't understand the relationship between men and women, Ruchen vaguely felt that there was a story between this strong man and this beautiful woman.

Zheng Erniang sighed: "...that's all we can do."

"Shhh! Stop talking! Keep an eye on it, the superiors asked us to keep an eye on every move of the Zheng family! No matter who comes in or out of the Zheng family, they must be reported!"

Seeing that the visitor didn't seem to be joking, the smile on Ximen Bei's face faded and became a little heavier.

As for why the eldest prince invited Ximen Bei to a banquet, the reason is clear.

Even though the Imperial City is still chilly in February, you can look up and see the clear sky and the vague buds sprouting on the bare trees, as if spring is hidden under the depths of winter, making people full of expectations for the coming spring.

In an elegant little pavilion in the east of the city, a middle-aged scholar with sparse hair, a mustache, and a navy fur-collared coat warmed a pot of hot wine and sat in the courtyard, writing and meditating. Haven't come down for a long time.

Qing Shisan knew that the master admired this great writer.

"Xi Mou refuses to receive guests today!"

"Zheng Xiu" started to lift it from the lower jaw, lifting up a thin piece of human skin.

A figure crossed the high wall and landed in the courtyard. A handsome young man, wearing a white robe, stood in front of Ximen Bei with his hands bowed and a smile on his face.

"Remember! We are only responsible for keeping track, and we must not break into the Zheng family without permission, so as not to misunderstand the people of the 'Brotherhood'!"

"Who knows? It's been more than ten days, and no one can bear to keep staring at me!"

Zheng Xiu's skin was all shriveled, and he had lost a lot of weight compared to ten days ago. Black bulging blood vessels, like thorns, covered his body, and his face could not hide its paleness even under the firelight. , his eye sockets were sunken, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead from time to time.

"By the way, why do the superiors want us to keep an eye on the Zheng family again?"

"No way! It must be the great emperor's good fortune that makes the crows no longer dare to touch the great work, and scare them all away!"

It's even less reassuring.

Lily said helplessly: "There is no way. Brother Thirteen said that we should pretend to be more realistic. We must not let outsiders notice anything strange about the Zheng family."

At night.

Ever since the great writer Ximen Bei received financial support from the Zheng family, his talents have been flowing, his inspiration has burst out, he is as productive as a sow, he has written several popular books day and night without stopping.

Regardless of Zheng Xiu's instructions in advance, it would be difficult for them to associate the current horrific scene with "the plan".

Zheng Erniang glanced at the vase in the corner.

"Yeah! I'm so hated!"

The four girls glanced at each other.

The aroma of wine filled the courtyard, and the middle-aged scholar remained motionless.

…

But after much thought, she couldn't think of any other appropriate word besides "Meng Lang".

Hearing this, Chu Susu nodded slightly.

But his expression could not hide his disappointment.

She knew that Zheng Xiu’s secret was hidden there.

The night guards who were responsible for monitoring the Zheng family had no expression on their faces, but they were making gestures secretly.

Zheng Xiu sat cross-legged deep in the dungeon.

His words are extraordinarily unrestrained and make people think endlessly.

Chu Susu nodded and lowered her eyebrows, trying hard not to let Zheng Xiu see the hatred hidden in her eyes, and laughed softly: "Brother Zheng, you don't want to know what Ye Weiyang did to us back then, even if Brother Zheng beat the Nu family to death

, I don’t want to recall those years that were like living in hell.”

The reward is "Master, you can do whatever you want."

The master rewarded the great writer a lot.

Although there are different opinions among the people about the "crow migration", most people are more worried about food, clothing, housing and transportation. If the crows can't leave or come, just talk about it. It can't fill their stomachs, let alone turn into money. Ten days later, about the "crow migration"

"This incident was replaced by another more interesting rumor and became the talk of the common people after dinner.

"Tsk! What a boring riddle." Ximen sneered sadly: "Promise. But can your young master make Xi Mou ask for a high price?"

"Who is your young master?"

But the fourth daughter said that she is not a member of the family and is not suitable to pry into the master's secrets. This is also for the sake of the second mother.

"Don't worry, second mother. The more Lily pretends to be like this, the more people will believe that the master is drunk in the flowers and playing with the world all day long. If you pretend to be the master and study poetry and books in the garden all day long, who will come and take a look?

Everyone knows it’s fake.”

They lit the oil pipes, and the oil lamps illuminated the dungeon brightly.

Ruchen quickly stood up and packed his luggage.

Ximen Bei looked at the other party's white palm and couldn't help but sneer: "Xi Mou has no enmity with you, why do you treat Xi Mou as a fool?"

"become!"

If you are poor, this door will definitely open. Who will have trouble with money?

The other party obviously has no intention of leaving.

But a few days ago, the rewards from the Zheng family were enough. It was enough for Ximen Bei to live in such an elegant and quiet courtyard, enough for him to live without worry about food and clothing for five years, and enough for him to marry several more beautiful wives and concubines. Now Ximen Bei values ​​​​money.

Like dirt, he has no interest in money and only concentrates on writing books.

The handsome man took a few steps forward and stretched out his palm in front of Ximen Bei. His palm was empty.

"Okay, little monk knows."

Chu Susu shook her head vigorously and smiled bitterly: "Brother Zheng, do you think that the Nu family is hiding it? How can such a huge secret be known to a small person in the Nu family?"

A man and four women hugged each other with blushing faces and entered the back of the room in a wave of excitement.

"Zheng Xiu" grabbed a girl and without saying a word, gave her a "pop" on the face, her lips were wet and glistening under the moonlight.

"Master! Bobo is over there!"

Figures dressed in black were dormant and silent on the rooftops of the surrounding neighbors.

"Excuse me, who is here? Does he have an eye disease and didn't see the writing on the door?"

Underneath the skin, there is clearly the delicate and mature face of Zheng Erniang.

The moonlight is pleasant.

These ten days have come.

Imperial City.

Just when Ximen Bei was about to put pen to paper and draft the manuscript, there was a knock on the door.

"yes!"

"Let's go see Master."

"Hehe! Master didn't catch me!"

They held their breath and focused on the activities of the Zheng family secretly.

"Zheng Xiu" covered his eyes with a piece of pink silk and was playing a game called "hide and seek" with four women with different characteristics in the courtyard.

If the master walks out of the room with such a haggard posture, he will definitely leave behind even more outrageous rumors, saying that the noble Zhonglie Marquis and the son of the Zheng family were squeezed dry by four vixens.
To be continued...