Wu Ma returned to Liu Wenjing's house and immediately called Shen Guan over.
"Old God,"
Wu Ma pointed to the tea bag on the table, "What does this tea bag mean?"
"Reporting to Mr. Wu Lang," Shenguan looked at the tea bag and then at the dancing horse:
"The tea leaves must be raw. You can soak them in water and drink them before they are cooked."
"What did I say this morning,"
Wu Ma took a deep breath, "I said, I am going to visit Miss Yuwen, and I asked you to prepare a good meeting gift. How do you..."
As he spoke, he knocked on the table wildly, "Look what this is!"
"Yes, Mr. Wulang, you said you want Miss Yuwen's last meeting gift."
Shen Guan scratched his head and said: "I searched for a long time but couldn't find it. Then I remembered that Miss Yuwen gave a gift to my master on his birthday last year. I finally found it and wrapped it carefully for you before bringing it."
"My nanny..."
The dancing horse opened its mouth and closed it again.
I am a prophet and a scholar, so I cannot be so irritable.
After a while, the dancing horse calmed down and waved his hand to signal the god to go out.
Shenguan turned around and was about to go out when Wu Ma suddenly thought of something and stopped him:
"By the way, where do you put this bag of tea leaves?"
"It's in the master's tea cabinet."
"My nanny..."
The dancing horse let out a long sigh,
"...Ma..."
The courtyard is quite deep, the gate is barricaded with wolf fangs, and there are countless tricks.
Dancing Horse caressed his chest, and after a while he came back to his senses. However, he became stronger when he was strong, arousing countless fighting spirit and lofty sentiments.
Just as he was about to come up with his second plan and get back into battle, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in!...Come in! Come in! Come in!"
"Wu Lang-kun," Shenguan poked his head and entered the door, "Why don't you let me in?"
Wu Ma drummed his patience into the table with his fingers: "What do you want?"
"A very beautiful girl came outside and said she is looking for you."
"Oh? Is she more beautiful than Miss Yuwen?"
"It's almost the same." Shen Guan thought for a while and replied: "Miss Yuwen is better looking, mainly because of her good temperament."
"What the hell...you didn't hear a word I said about girls."
"What did you say, Mr. Dancer?"
"Bring it in!"
"The girl said her name is Qingxia, not Dai Jing."
Dancing Horse had no choice but to get up and greet him personally.
Fang walked out of the main hall door and saw Qingxia standing outside the door of Liu Wenjing's courtyard carrying large and small bags. Standing next to her was a round and fat man, holding a kitchen knife in one hand and a chopping board in the other. There was also a mountain of baggage behind her.
"Dancer-kun,"
When Qingxia saw Wu Ma, she rushed straight into the yard and placed large and small bags in front of Wu Ma.
"You gave our house away?"
"Who said that?"
"Then why does an old pervert move in?"
Qingxia pointed to the other side of the sky, as if she wanted to point across the wilderness to the house of Dancing Horse,
“He was dressed slovenly and smelled bad, and he looked at me with leering eyes as soon as I walked in.
It made my hair stand on end."
"Then throw them out." Wu Ma said: "If you don't succeed, report to the official."
"I'll chase them away with a feather duster,"
Qingxia really pulled out a feather duster from the big bag and waved it vigorously in the air.
"The old pervert said that you changed houses with him - even the servants, and asked me to live with him from now on, where I can live well and drink hot food."
"I go……"
Having said that, if Wu Ma still doesn't understand where Liu Wenjing has gone, then he is really a hammer.
"So you believe it?"
"It's okay if you don't believe it,"
Qingxia said:
"The old pervert said he had your token. He took it out from his pocket and found a complete set of pens, inks, paper and inkstones. When I saw it, wasn't it the same thing that you, Lang Jun, use to write and draw blindly on weekdays?"
"What do you mean by writing and drawing blindly?" Wu Ma wanted to hit himself on the head.
"I don't care about the house. You can't sell it to me anyway."
"How did you find this place?"
"I'm talking to the old pervert,"
Qingxia said:
"I said that his origins were unknown and I couldn't trust him. He said that he was a counselor under Duke Tang, and his name was Liu Wenjing.
When I said that, I felt that the old pervert looked familiar. He seemed to have been to our house a few days ago...but today he is a bit sloppy, as if he just came back from begging after not sleeping for a few days."
Dancing Horse then thought about it, Liu Wenjing got a good trick from her family last night, and went to find Li Yuan that night. After the report, she probably started preparations. If she didn't come back all night, she would have been tossing all night, and she might not have to rest until she saw Qingxia.
Liu Wenjing was just a Jinyang magistrate in the past. Of course, a small county magistrate would not be too generous.
Although I have reached the level of Tang Gong now, time is still short and I may not have time to get rid of poverty and become rich. It is good to have such a house.
Since the house was given to Wu Ma, Liu Wenjing had no place to live, so she naturally wanted to go to Wu Ma's house to rest.
It's okay to think about it this way...
But it doesn't make sense. Even if the house gives the dancing horse verbally, Liu Wenjing won't be driven away by the dancing horse if she wants to have a rest or something.
Unless——Liu Wenjing heard her family’s suggestion yesterday and thought she had found a treasure, so she secretly went to Wu Ma’s house and planned to rummage through the boxes and cabinets to see if Wu Ma had any other good ideas.
"This old chicken thief..."
Wu Ma clenched his fists. Fortunately, he packed up all the "Notes on Sleeping", "Notes on Sujue" and "Collection of Experimental Records" before leaving.
"That old pervert, no, after Liu Wenjing went to our house, did she look around for anything?"
"After telling me, I fell asleep,"
Qingxia said:
"Fortunately, I asked him before he fell asleep: 'Since Mr. Liu said he had changed residences with my husband, may I ask where your residence is?' He casually mentioned the northern suburbs, but did not say anything.
Know the specific place. You also want me not to ask too detailed questions, and don’t call you my husband or anything like that in the future.”
"What..." But someone spoke behind him.
The dancing horse turned and looked behind.
Shen Guan was listening with his ears perked up, with a confused look on his face, "What does it mean to bite the color cup... We don't have this cup at home."
Wu Ma then thought that it was really tiring to have such a deaf servant, and it would be bad if he could not protect everything. The tea bag given to Yuwen Jianxue today is a history of blood and tears.
The old chicken thief must have suffered a lot, no wonder he had to exchange servants with his own family.
Turning to look at Qingxia, I saw that she was dressed in light purple clothes, with bright eyes and white teeth, and a beautiful face. She looked even more charming and charming standing next to the man with a big body and round waist.
Wu Ma then thought again: Yes, it was probably the last time Liu Wenjing came to visit my house, and she became lustful when she saw Qingxia dancing the sword in the courtyard. She has been thinking about this, and she happened to take advantage of the change of hospital, waiting for an opportunity to capture Qingxia.
Xia also occupied it.
They are really old chickens and thieves, their intentions are deep and far-reaching.
I thought my house was more spacious than Liu Wenjing's, and the location was closer to the bustling market, but I just wanted to change it, so that I could have some peace and quiet, and Liu Wenjing wouldn't have to pay change.
But the servants must not be replaced, otherwise the dancing horse will most likely realize that his studies and career have not been completed and he will be angry to death.
Then she said to Qingxia: "Well done, my husband will treat you to a drink tonight, and I will reward you for your loyalty and your ability to learn from the sun and the moon."
"I may not sincerely follow you, I just take it one step at a time."
Qingxia said:
"It's true that Liu Wenjing is as filthy as a beggar, and her eyes are squinty, otherwise I would be fine living in our yard next to the market..."
Wu Ma suddenly felt that although it was more deserted to live alone in a large courtyard, it was also nice not to have so many troublesome servants.
"To be honest, I don't believe that following this sloppy old pervert can lead to a good life. I'm just cheating, so I called Hao Wei up while he was asleep."
Qingxia said, pointing to the chubby man aside,
"The two of us packed up all the valuable things in our house, and walked and asked around, and finally found the northern suburbs...Wu Langjun, your yard is too remote.
By the way, there is another house to the south. A familiar sister stood at the door of the house. She saw the two of us with big bags and helped me. She also told me that perverts were prevalent in the area and there were many hooligans who would often pickpocket them.
When looking at women on the wall, you should be more careful when you say I am beautiful."
After saying that, he walked to the door of the compound, looked at the door for a long time, and then said: