Qingshu planned to arrive in Yongyang for 20 days, but the plan could not keep up with the changes. Because diarrhea was delayed for three days, it only arrived two days before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Before entering the city, Qiannian Fox and Qingshu said: "After the rectification of the Feiyu Guard headquarters, those who were in troubled waters and inaction were eliminated, but the people in the local Shangwei were of varying quality."

Qingshu understood: "What you mean is that the message they sent may be fake."

"It's not fake. Unless you collude with officials, you won't commit fraud. I'm worried that the information they sent is wrong."

Qingshu understood and said, "You mean we should first inquire about the news and make sure that their information is fine before going to the garrison."

This is what the Thousand Face Fox means.

Qingshu thought for a while and said, "In this way, we pretended to be passing by Yongyang, but the person who accompanied us was sick, so we needed to take care of the disease in Yongyang City for a few days."

When he heard that he was about to stay in the inn, Qianwei said hesitantly: "The inn is so quaint and easy to be noticed. Let's rent a secluded house."

Qingshu shook his head and said, "It will be easier to attract attention if you stay for a few days. Just stay in the inn, and no one will notice us."

But I didn’t expect that the largest inn in Yongyang City had a separate courtyard, and of course the price was also very beautiful. There was a door in the courtyard, so the group could enter and exit freely through the side door without having to go through the main gate. For the sake of convenience, I would be more expensive and more comfortable.

After staying there, Qianwei Fox smiled and said, "There are regulations on the funds for the payment of business like this. Madam, you have seriously overspent. Unless you make great contributions, you will solve the problem yourself."

Qingshu knew all these, but she asked strangely: "Isn't Feiyuwei very rich? Why is the funds stuck so tight?"

"It was too wasteful before, and after the change, these will be managed more strictly. But I think this is a good thing. There will be fewer borers in the Feiyuwei."

Qingshu felt that borers were inevitable at any time.

I was resting in the inn that day, but the Thousand-Faced Fox went out to buy a lot of things and came back. After breakfast the next day, the Thousand-Faced Fox disguised Qingshu.

Jiang Fangfei saw a man coming out of the room and his expression changed drastically. He saw that the man looked like a 23-fourth man, wearing a beige brocade robe and soft-soled boots of the same color, with fair facial features and elegant face. He held a good ink-colored landscape folding fan in his hand, looking very romantic and suave.

Drawing out the sword, Jiang Fangfei stabbed him without saying a word.

"what you do?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Jiang Fangfei was shocked, and immediately withdrew his sword move and took two steps back, then knelt on the ground and accused him of guilt.

Almost, almost stabbed the wife, thinking of this, sweat dripping from his forehead.

Qingshu was not angry, but just smiled and said, "Although I changed into a costume, why can't you recognize me and you for twenty years?"

Jiang Fangfei shook his head and said, "Madam, you are completely different from the original one, and you can't recognize him."

Qingshu looked in the mirror just now. Although it looked different, his eyes and face shapes remained unchanged, and he could recognize them even if he looked carefully. However, Jiang Fangfei could not look carefully, which caused this misunderstanding.

"A Qian and I are going out, you can follow us!"

"good."

Qingshu took Qianwei and Jiang Fang to the teahouse. He wanted a private room but unfortunately he had no more, so the three of them sat in the hall.

This teahouse is the best in Yangcheng, so the consumption is not low. Those who can come here to drink tea are rich and willing to give up.

It was hot, so Qingshu sat down and took out a folding fan to fan the air.

A man with a peony folding fan walked in and saw Qingshu excitedly walked over: "Brother, can you set up a seat?"

Qingshu nodded and said, "Yes."

The man heard this hoarse and rough voice and said it was a pity. He looked so beautiful but spoke so ugly, which was so wasteful.

"Brother, your folding fan looks very good. I wonder where you bought it?"

Seeing Qingshu looking at him, the man quickly introduced himself: "My name is Zhu Qing, and I am from the Zhu family in Yongyang City. I have no other preferences, so I like to collect folding fans. The style and craftsmanship of this folding fan on my brother are something I have never seen before. I don't know if I can take a look."

This folding fan was used by Qingshu on the road. The fan bone was written by the craftsman of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. As for the landscape on the fan, Qingshu painted it himself.

Qingshu handed him the note, but he didn't think that Zhu Qing was so proud of his treasure: "Brother, I don't know if I can give up my love? It's okay to have as much money as possible."

“Not selling…”

Zhu Qing saw Qingshu's clothes and knew that he was not short of money. He immediately returned the fan to Qingshu with some regret. Then he felt very distressed when Qingshu saw Qingshu casually sending the fan to the table, so he couldn't help but say something: "This brother, there are oil stains on the table, and the fan is stained with it and cannot be washed."

After hearing this, Qingshu understood that this person really loved fans, but even so, she was not going to sell them.

Seeing that she didn't care about the fan, Zhu Qing couldn't help but say, "If you can, I hope you can give up your love."

His entourage also helped to plead: "Master, I hope you can sell this fan to my young master, otherwise my young master will ask for tea and food when he returns."

Well, I don’t know what I think I’m in love with someone’s girl and have fallen in love with her.

Qingshu said, "I will be destined to meet you. Mr. Zhu, please sit down!"

The sound was really unpleasant, but for such a beautiful fan, he sat down and said, "I don't know what my surname is?"

"Forest……"

"It turns out it's Brother Lin, I'm lucky to meet you."

Seeing Qingshu chatting with Zhu Qing in a familiar way, Jiang Fangfei was a little dazed. When did his wife become so good at talking?

The two were having a good time. The shopkeeper came over to interrupt the conversation and said, "Master, there is a private room upstairs now. I wonder if you don't want it?"

"want."

Zhu Qing also entered the private room, but his eyes kept moving with the folding fan in Qingshu's hand. This obsessive look made Qingshu very funny. I wonder if this man was so obsessed with his wife.

After sitting down, Qingshu asked, "I just heard the table next door say that I would be executed after a few days. What else is it too unfair to die? This is what happened?"

Zhu Qing looked at him and asked vigilantly: "What are you asking for this?"

"It's just a little strange. If Mr. Zhu feels it's inappropriate, then forget it."

Seeing that he looked indifferent, Zhu Qing felt that he had made a big fuss: "There is nothing wrong. Everyone in Yongyang City knows about this case. Alas, if you want to blame it, you will blame Qin Sanhuai for being unlucky."
Chapter completed!