Yin Lezhen reported: "The man is about the same height as Awang. He looks about 20 years old. He wears a sword and a straw hat on his head. His face cannot be seen clearly."
“But he is wearing a pair of black boots with special patterns on them. I seem to have seen them somewhere.”
The picture flashed in his mind, and Yin Le suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I remembered that at Yunlai Inn before we entered the capital, the guards that my uncle sent money to wore black boots like this."
Okay, no need to guess.
“It's the Black Cavalry.” Qin Yao and Awang said in unison.
Qin Yao muttered in confusion: "What are they here for?"
Nobody knows. Awang asked in a low voice: "Are you going to give them a warning?"
Yin Le has already put her hands on the thick belt filled with darts around her waist. As long as Qin Yao gives an order, she can rush out immediately.
"Don't be nervous." Qin Yao looked amused and motioned for her to relax, "If she had hidden bad intentions, she would have taken action long ago."
Looking at the distance between the person outside and her home, it was far enough to see people coming and going at the door. There was a high wall in the courtyard, so nothing could be seen.
It is more like saying that they are testing than monitoring.
“It's okay, just rest and go, whatever is coming will come by itself.” Qin Yao glanced at Awang with a pointed look.
Awang paused at first, and then realized after a while that this meant he was told not to guard the door tonight.
He nodded, disappeared in front of Qin Yao, and went to feed the horse.
Yin Le looked at his master and then at the direction Awang was leaving. He was confused. What kind of riddle were these two playing?
But it doesn't matter, Master must have her reasons for not telling her.
Yin Le immediately relaxed and asked, "Master, do you still want to eat melon?"
Qin Yao smiled and nodded heavily, "Of course I want to eat."
"Then I'll go get the melons, cut them into pieces, and carry them over to Siniang and the others. Alas, the teachers in the Kyoto school are so strict. It will make Saburo worried."
Yin Le went to the well in the backyard, used a wooden bucket to fish out the watermelon that was frozen in the well, moved it to the kitchen island and cut it open. A cool and refreshing fragrance hit her nostrils, and the greedy smell soon spread in the courtyard. spread in.
A little head poked out from under the moon door, "Senior Sister Le, have you cut the melon?"
Yin Le knew who was coming without having to raise his head. He cut out a piece of thick melon pulp and waved secretly.
Sanlang's eyes lit up, and he immediately ran over, took the piece of bright red watermelon, which was bigger than half his face, and bit into the sweetest and crispest part in the middle. The full of sweet juice flowed down the child's skin. His lower front teeth were dripping down.
“Oops!” I forgot that my lower front tooth fell out last night.
Sanlang was annoyed in his heart, but he couldn't bear to stop, letting the juice flow all over his front. After he finished showing off a piece of big watermelon, he told Yin Le to please: "Senior Sister Le, this is our secret, don't tell the third person. "
Left secretly again.
If it weren't for the extra piece of green and crispy melon rind in the basin, who would have known he had been here.
The corners of Yin Le's mouth turned up, feeling that this gluttonous child was having a lot of fun. He shook his head fondly, picked up the sliced watermelon flesh, and first sent one to the front hall for the master who was enjoying the coolness of the moon, and then gave one to the children in the backyard. share.
For a time, the whole courtyard was filled with the fragrance of melon.
Old Mrs. Qiu lay on the ground under the wall of her house and sniffed. The smell was so fragrant that she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
"Does Mrs. Qin have more money than she can use up? These melons are not cheap. The fragrance of melons comes here every day for a whole month, which makes people hungry."
The old lady murmured enviously, and couldn't help but take a few more sniffs of the melon fragrance wafting from next door, before driving her playful grandchildren back to the house to rest.
Candlelights are expensive, and they are just ordinary people. They cannot imitate the brightly lit lights in the courtyard next door all night long.
When the time comes, the whole family is not allowed to light any more lamps.
The courtyard of Qiu's house became dark. In Kuanzhengfang, this seems to be a signal, reminding people to close the door and turn off the lights and go to bed.
The lights in each room dimmed, and the Qin Yao family who still had the lights on looked so out of place.
The people hiding in the dark are a little anxious. Isn't this whole family sleeping?
It is said that the best way to sneak in is in the dark, but this courtyard is bright and bright, and you are afraid that you will be discovered as soon as you reveal a piece of clothing.
Hold on a little longer, people always have to sleep.
But he waited and waited, and waited, but the lights in the courtyard showed no sign of going out.
In this regard, Qin Yao, who was sitting in the main hall holding a painting book and reading with gusto, said: Siniang is afraid of the dark, Sanlang has to get up at night, and Erlang has to work overtime and study. And in the second half of the night, Yin Le and Dalang still had to practice martial arts in the morning, and Liu Ji got up early and studied hard. There was no need to turn off the lights in this house!
Besides, she still had to stay up late reading a picture book.
This Kyoto painter really has something special. The villains in his paintings are cute and interesting, and the stories are also very competitive, making people more and more energetic.
sleep?
It's impossible to sleep!
"Bang Bang" sounded several times, and the watchman walked past the door, reminding people that it was already midnight.
Qin Yao yawned, finished reading the last page of small figures, closed the book, got up and came to the courtyard, stretching hard.
Everyone in the family was lying down, but she was the only one still standing.
The cool night wind blew, caressing several fragrant flowers. The air was sweet. Qin Yao took a deep breath and finally felt a little sleepy.
She yawned and said impatiently to the air with unclear words: "Why don't you come in? If you don't come in, I will go to sleep."
Of course, it doesn't matter whether you sleep or not. The point is that if she is woken up after sleeping, she will go crazy.
Someone hiding in the dark was startled by this murmur.
He thought he was hiding well, but he didn't expect to be discovered long ago.
But when I thought about it, I realized that the person I was with was Qin Yao, and everything became reasonable again.
Perhaps he knew what would happen if she got mad. "Hula!" A gust of wind passed over the courtyard, and a black shadow fell from the sky and landed lightly behind Qin Yao.
Qin Yao did not look back, looking at the long slanting shadow cast on the ground, she shouted uncertainly: "Master He?"
She was just guessing, but the person behind her hummed.
Qin Yao turned around and looked in disbelief. Bai He shrouded himself in a black cloak and tied a scarf on his face to hide it, revealing only a pair of **** and white copper bell eyes.
“It's really you.” Qin Yao frowned displeased. If someone sneaks up on you, he's definitely up to no good.
Bai He nodded lightly, with rare courtesy, and said straight to the point: "I want to do a business with you."
“I won't do it.” Qin Yao refused.
Bai He choked and said rather dissatisfied: "You refused before you heard what I said. Don't you want to know what I want to give you?"
Qin Yao: "I don't want to." She answered simply and neatly.
The air seemed to be awkwardly stagnant for a few seconds.
Bai He took two deep breaths and continued: "Make a price."
Qin Yao glanced at him strangely, "I'm very expensive. Have you asked about it?"
She was not moved even when the eldest princess offered her a monthly salary of 100,000 taels!
Although I feel a little pain every time I think about it.
But just a little bit, really. (End of chapter)
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