Yinniang said oh, and then said: "You are already old, why haven't you started a family yet?"

Yan Yunhe was speechless for a moment when he heard Yinniang's old-fashioned tone, which was like an elder in the family, and then he saw she was holding a book in her hand . , he said: "The sun has come out from the west, and you actually read a book?"

After saying that, he stretched out his hand to snatch the book from Yinniang's hand, but saw her lift it up with great movements, and the book was opened in an instant. That was not a book, that was They were banknotes one after another, and I don’t know how they were fixed.

Yan Yunhe was shocked. Although he had always known that Yin Niang was as addicted to money as her life, he never thought it would be so exaggerated.

Yinniang was also a little embarrassed and stuffed the book into her arms: "The fortune teller said that I am short of gold this year."

Yan Yunhe: "...is this gold?"

"You don't understand, there is a gold house in the book. "Yinniang retorted.

Yan Yunhe no longer wanted to say that this was not how the golden house in the book was used. If Yinniang's actions were seen by those nerds in the capital, they would be so angry that they would point at her and curse her.

The two of them entered the house and saw a whole wall of medicine cabinets in the back. There was also a decent cabinet with a scale for weighing medicines on it.

Yinniang casually pulled out a medicine cabinet and took out a cloth strip from it: "I'm afraid Yu Qin who came with you is going back to Beijing."

Yan Yunhe raised an eyebrow: "How did you know?"

Yinniang raised her eyebrows. The cloth in Yang's hand said: "The news came from the capital this morning. King Wu has entered the capital."

"What is King Wu coming back to do at this time?" After Yan Yunhe finished speaking, he immediately reacted. He and Yinniang looked at each other: "The Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony."

Yinniang nodded: "The capital will soon be full of fish and dragons. As a commander, how can he stay in Yunzhou for a long time."

There are still ten days before the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, after deducting the time required to get from Yunzhou to the capital. Time is indeed urgent.

Yinniang said strangely: "And I don't understand how a bunch of bandits can attract you two great gods. At this time, shouldn't you be busy with more important things?"

Yan Yunhe's hair went numb, and he looked suddenly Towards Yinniang.

A terrible guess came to mind. He seemed to be able to guess where the gunpowder might be used.

Emperor Cheng Jing was an excellent emperor and had an extremely keen sense of crisis.

Why is he obsessed with Zhao Xiang, and why does he ask him to come to suppress the bandits? Is it really because of the obvious reasons, or has he already seen from various clues what is hidden under the seemingly peaceful capital? The waves are undercurrent.

Yan Yunhe immediately said: "I have a letter. You must send your bird to the capital as soon as possible. It must be presented to His Majesty immediately."

Yinniang's cheeks suddenly turned red and she became nervous: "Ah... wouldn't it be good?

Yan Yunhe twitched his lips: "You try to give His Majesty an old crow every year, and you don't think there's anything wrong with it." Yinniang

stamped her feet: "That's the smartest and most intelligent Chiujiu that I have carefully cultivated. Isn't it better than Chiujiu? " Are those stupid birds that the Royal Horse Supervisor gave him good?

"The Royal Horse Supervisor's bird room is nothing, why can't it be compared to your black old crow?" Yan Yunhe said with a smile. Which girl gives away crows?"

Yinniang sighed: "If I didn't give His Majesty something, he would forget about me who was exiled."

"I shouldn't have been deceived by Your Majesty's beauty in the first place . , I stupidly entered the Imperial City Department, other colleagues are in the capital, why am I here in this stupid Yunzhou?" Yinniang shook her head as she spoke.

Yan Yunhe felt the same way: "Indeed, beauty can be misleading."

Yinniang glanced at him: "It seems that the lady Chen Qing talks about is a real person."

Yan Yunhe didn't know what day it was today. Changing the subject for the first time: "The crow that pecked me just now is very smart, let it deliver the message."

Yunzhou is so far away from the capital, and the crow must be very tired.

When Yan Yunhe finished writing the letter and came out, he saw that the crow had been taken care of by Yin Niang until it was shiny black, and a small yellow scarf was tied around his neck for decoration.

"It's been opened." Yan Yunhe said with a headache as he held the letter.

Yinniang slowly untied the fragrant handkerchief, and Yan Yunhe said: "Tear down the colorful ones tied to my feet too."

After finally sorting out the mess, Yan Yunhe watched Yinniang tie the mailbox to the He put the bird on its feet and let it go, then said: "I have to go back to Beijing immediately, and I have written down the things I want you to do and put them on the table."

Yin Niang responded half-heartedly, and Yan Yunhe couldn't help but give her a slap. He patted her on the back to wake her up: "Your Majesty, you can miss me too?!"

Yinniang almost fell due to his slap: "Yan Huaiyang, do you want to fight! You don't care who I miss! Besides, why can't I worry about it anymore? I had the opportunity to enter the palace, but I rejected His Majesty!"

Yan Yunhe sneered: "Is it because I refused to be a spy in the harem?"

Yin Niang paused for a moment. Zhang Xiaolian said: "After all, I also have dignity. How can I bear to see and eat without being able to bear it? Your Majesty has

gone too far." Yan Yunhe couldn't listen anymore. Who was the one who went too far?

But Yinniang is indeed more qualified than him to have wishful thinking. She is also His Majesty's confidant after all. Even if she wants to enter the palace, it will only take a minute. As for him, he was just pushed down from the mountain by the object of his wishful thinking...

"Yu Qin shouldn't be so fast. When I return to the capital, I have to be one step ahead of him," Yan Yunhe said.

Yinniang raised her hand to summon another crow, and cradled its head like a pet: "They have already set off."

Yan Yunhe looked at her in surprise: "What?!"

Yinniang took off the black crow from the crow's ankle. Bamboo tube: "Just now, he changed horses at the inn, and I think he has left the city now."

Yan Yunhe's face turned green: "I hurt him with at least five swords this morning, and another one with eight power levels. Even with his iron body, he should stay in bed now. "

Yinniang said, "Are you so cruel?"

Yan Yunhe said, "He is more cruel than me."

Yinniang glanced up and down at Yan Yunhe: "Me. It looks like you've got some injuries on your arm, so don't be so squeamish."

Yan Yun wanted to refute, but was speechless for a long time. For a moment, I was made a little guilty by Yinniang's sophistry. Could it be that he was too cruel?

After leaving Yinniang's place, Chen Qing was still reluctant to leave. She hugged Zhang Rong and cried for a while. Mainly because Chen Qing cried, Zhang Rong already showed her impatience.

After Yan Yunhe took Chen Qing on his horse, he galloped all the way. He had to return to the capital as soon as possible. Although he suspected that there might be an ambush at the memorial ceremony, he still had to take Chen Qing to catch the person behind the scenes as soon as possible.

Otherwise, even if we prevent it this time, there may be another time.

Yan Yunhe wore a mask that looked like a person from the Western Regions in order to cover up his pale pupils. Heaven-sacrifice ceremonies were often the busiest time in the capital, and it was common for people from the Western Regions to come to the capital to see the prosperous Kyoto.

Chen Qing pretended to be his entourage, and the two arrived at a small town not far from the capital two days later. It was very late and the city gate was closed, so they stopped traveling and rested at an inn in the town.

After working hard all the way, Yanyun He just entered the inn, sat in the lobby and ordered food, and ate hard with Chen Qing.

Halfway through eating, Chen Qing's chopsticks suddenly fell to the ground. Yan Yunhe raised his eyelids and saw the source of Chen Qing's loss.

The road between enemies is really narrow, but the road is so wide. Why can't Yu Qin go to separate sides with him?

They clearly set out on both sides, but they arrived at this small town at the same time and insisted on staying in the same inn.

Yan Yunhe changed a pair of new chopsticks and handed them to Chen Qing. Chen Qing looked at Yan Yunhe and suddenly felt ashamed for his gaffe.

Just because Yan Yunhe was too calm, as if it was not Yu Qin who came in, but some other passerby.

Yu Qin asked for a room with the shopkeeper and walked slowly towards this side. There was a sense of weakness in his steps. At a glance, Chen Qing felt that Yu Qin was paler than before, with a sickly pallor. Almost transparent.

He was coughing muffledly as he walked, holding a square handkerchief in his hand. He looked extremely ill.

Chen Qing pretended to eat the noodles without incident, praying in her heart that the other party would not look over.

Afraid of what might happen, Yu Qin stopped at the table where the two of them were sitting, and moved the handkerchief from his lips: "Hu man?"

Chen Qing almost choked on the noodles in his mouth, when he saw Yan Yunhe sitting opposite him. He said in a stiff tone: "What's the matter?"

Chen Qing was dumbfounded because Yan Yunhe played a Westerner who was not good at Chinese speaking so vividly.

Yu Qin put the handkerchief back into his sleeve: "What are you doing in Kyoto at this time?"

Yan Yunhe scratched his beard and said boldly: "Come here to eat meat, drink wine and look at women!"

"Oh," Yu Qin's final voice rose slightly. : "Is there a road guide?"

Yan Yunhe casually touched his lapel with the hand that had grabbed the meat, took out the wrinkled road guide and handed it to Yu Qin.

When Yu Qin reached out to take it, his hand was touched lightly but not heavily.

The barbarian in front of him laughed and said something in barbaric.

Chen Qing didn't understand. He thought Yan Yunhe was talking nonsense, but he didn't expect that Mr. Jin Yiwei in front of him smiled softly: "Really? My hands are easier to touch than women?"

Yan Yunhe's laughter froze. , Chen Qing also froze.

"Didn't you speak Chinese very well just now?" Only Yu Qin still looked at Yan Yunhe with a smile: "Why don't you speak Chinese now?"