This ball of light is also a head hairpin, and it is also a red gem that is lined with a gold hairpin. Compared with the one just now, this ruby ​​may not be brighter, supporting the gold corners of the ruby ​​and the hairpin body are dazzling in all directions.

This is a tribute from the palace. The mother of King Liang Ren of Jin was favored by him during his lifetime, otherwise there would be no Liang Ren. Although his personal glory disappeared in a flash, several tributes were left behind.

Is it top-notch?

No.

It is not in the palace and the home of the bells and tripods. It is only among the people. They are rare items that others have never seen before.

Compared with folk treasures, tributes are not only reflected in the quality of gems, but also in the workmanship. One hollowing and one carving are all laid out, and the entire finished product is naturally precious.

There is a saying about jewelry and women, saying that women are naturally fond of jewelry. This is true fallacy. Jewelry also touches men's hearts. However, from the frequent use of jewelry, jewelry is like the official seal that men pursue, so it has accumulated over time, and women themselves also think that jewelry is natural for jewelry.

Mrs. Chengpingbo also had this indescribable imprint. As soon as the box was opened, her eyes could not move. Accepting jewelry just now was equivalent to accepting vague danger. This idea disappeared and could never be found again.

Human hearts can be tested, but human nature cannot. If a person cannot be defeated by a ingot of gold, try a mountain of gold. Bigness and infinity are two realms, and Mrs. Chengpingbo is no exception. She doesn't take a gorgeous head hairpin seriously, and she bows her waist with a gorgeous head hairpin from a skilled craftsman.

Liang Ren was filled with satisfaction.

Your Highness called out: "Hey, why did you bring this too?"

Yongning stretched out his head and thought for a while: "Your Highness took it out last time to reward people. Later, he rewarded something else and had not been sent back to the warehouse, so he brought it together."

Liang Ren picked up his head hairpin and put it in his sleeve. Mrs. Chengpingbo's eyes followed. Liang Ren signaled her to continue looking into the box, where the silver patterned like snowflakes was: "Madam, this is yours."

After saying that, His Highness took his hands and left with a stern voice. He could feel the gaze behind him, or just his imagination, but he was very happy anyway.

In turn, Mrs. Chengpingbo got the money she wanted and was very unhappy, so she asked the housekeeper to put it in the account book. Mrs. Chengpingbo used the excuse of going back to the room to change her court clothes, and tea fragrance and camellia helped her dress up again. Mrs. Chengpingbo's eyes were quiet.

Her husband Chengpingbo took her back to see the things he passed down from her family and took out the jewelry for her to wear. He said proudly: "No, look at this piece, the craftsmanship from three hundred years ago is said to be lost..."

Under such a speech, Mrs. Chengpingbo knew that the craftsman's craftsmanship was much more valuable than the actual price of gold and gems. She missed good things today, which made her even more unhappy when she went out to meet Qin for breakfast.

When the merchant surnamed Lin walked up, Mrs. Chengpingbo was startled: "Oh, you haven't left yet? Go to the account room to get the money."

"I have received the money. I have not left yet. I want to thank my wife again. You have helped me a lot. If you use me in the future, just talk."

Mrs. Chengpingbo understood: "Oh, you still have chickens left," for the money you just got, and it was also worth it to win the Prince Lu Mansion. She said openly: "How many chickens are left? I will find a way to help you spend it."

The merchant surnamed Lin was waiting here for this sentence. In addition, he was almost framed. Smuggling was a serious crime. His head was lost. The anger in his heart surged. This was an old man, and he was the only one who took advantage of others and suffered a loss. He wanted to instigate a few more words.

His Highness is not easy to meet, so he told Mrs. Bo that they are all nobles and there should be little difference.

He bowed and said, "The remaining chickens can only ask your wife for help. Madam, you think, I can't bear some things."

"I know." Mrs. Chengpingbo also saw this.

Although she didn't know what happened between Liang Ren and the merchant surnamed Lin last night, she knew that if the remaining chickens were investigated in other places, combined with the sudden intrusion of the censor this morning, it would be possible that the storm would return to His Highness and herself.

"When I make arrangements, I will send you a letter. Maybe three days, maybe five days, maybe longer. Please keep your chicken in the meantime, don't be careless."

“Yes yes.”

A stone fell in his heart and could exchange the chicken for money on the spot. He was satisfied and didn't take two steps. He found that this morning was the right time, place and people.

The time and location of the chickens are right, and the Chengping Bo Mansion is not a place to be wild. If the censors search for his ship, there will be no evidence and there will be no final relief. What about the people? The person standing in front is not Boss Wen, who can't help but not relieve his hatred by crushing his bones and ashes.

Wen Tingyu saw the effect and started to stand incorrectly. He thought that the censor was escorting the people from Chengping Bo’s Mansion would come out of the gate. He stood there, waiting for no movement, so he asked the people nearby.

Someone told him: "In the morning, I saw adults entering through the corner gate, which was very majestic."

Wen Tingyu walked to Jiaomen again. Chengping Bo Mansion was not an ordinary family. He was searched this morning. He should have taken Mrs. Bo away from Jiaomen to the deceased Chengping Bo Yan.

This is the door where the merchant surnamed Lin gave the chicken. Ding Wuquan then led his men into the door. Yongshou held Ding Wuquan and others out of the gate. He did not see it. King Jin also left the gate, while the merchant surnamed Lin returned the same way and met Boss Wen.

Wen Tingyu's eyes were tense. Why, the person surnamed Lin didn't let him take it away?

"Brother," the businessman surnamed Lin came over with a spring breeze on his face.

Wen Tingyu's age and his rich experience, he smiled and smiled, and he would also greet him with a smile: "I've finished delivering the goods, have you given all the money? Is there something useful to me? I'll just say the same thing, just say it."

The businessman surnamed Lin scolded in his stomach and used too many places for you, such as hitting your dog's head, breaking your bad tendons, and breaking your dog's teeth and tongue.

The smile on his face was deeper: "Thank you, brother, I have all the money, now there is only one thing that is not happy."

"Do you mean the remaining chicken?" Wen Tingyu was eager to know what happened when Ding Wuquan and others went in, but he still calmly planned for the businessman named Lin.

The businessman surnamed Lin laughed: "It's better for me, let's find a place to sit down and make a total of the total."

This was exactly what Chinese Tingyu thought. He was familiar with Nanxing. He found a teahouse on the back street. The curtains in the private room on the second floor seemed like iron doors. After putting them down, they were silent outside and could not hear anything.

The businessman surnamed Lin praised: "It's still Brother Wen's head is familiar." He scolded Wen Tingyu to death in his heart.

He is so familiar with Nanxing that he will not know few people in the business. He really wants to help, and there is no need to recommend himself to ask Mrs. Chengpingbo. He really wants to help. It is impossible for the Chamber of Commerce in Chengpingbo's Mansion to have no business.

Is it that difficult to sell a few chickens?

If it was in any city that the merchant surnamed Lin was familiar with, he would just sell it by just a few stores. Isn’t this not familiar with the business routes in Nanxing, and he was almost sent to the guillotine by the bad old man.

Regarding Wen Tingyu's participation, the merchant surnamed Lin told Liang Ren why His Highness didn't touch the old man. I think there was a reason for him, but the merchant surnamed Lin couldn't wait. He wanted to see the bad old man suffer before he returned home.

He explained what happened in the morning in a few words: "This uncle's mansion is unreliable. The censor broke in and said that their house was smuggling. Brother, can this chicken be sold to her?"

Wen Tingyu's eyes were straight: "Madam Cha Bo is smuggling, you... didn't touch it next to you? You're kind to the censor today. All the censors I've seen are involved, so check it out."

"Hehe, what did he do when he checked me? It should be that Madam Chabo's fierce and vicious one. Brother, you said, I kindly killed the chicken and gave it to her, so that she would save her trouble. She was scolding me, and the censor came and she gave the money." The merchant surnamed Lin looked gloating and glanced at Wen Tingyu.

Wen Tingyu didn't see the allusion to him at all. He was shocked: "I killed the chicken... did you also pluck her hair?"

"Isn't this a waste of time? Are there any people who can't pull their hair when killing chickens? But," the businessman named Lin lowered his voice in a low voice: "The chicken's belly is not open."

Wen Tingyu stuttered: "Why are the live chickens still there?"

"Don't mention it, when my boat enters the dock, I choose a warehouse. I'm afraid of this. If the weather rises, even the human plague will not be able to escape my chicken. Fortunately, I woke up early this morning. When I saw that the chicken I chose yesterday died early in the morning. I quickly threw it into the river and asked a guy to go to the warehouse to choose chickens."

Wen Tingyu interrupted him: "What does this have to do with killing chickens?"

"If you don't kill, what if there are chickens that will cause chicken plague one after another? This chicken was bought in a batch. When I was assigned to the warehouse, I was a little anxious. Now I can't figure out which chickens are on the same boat and in the cabin. I'm clean. I killed all the chickens I sent so that my wife couldn't see."

The businessman surnamed Lin was shaking proudly, and Wen Tingyu was chilling.

Without entrainment, how are you okay with Censor Ding?

He couldn't sit still: "Brother, I just thought there was something wrong, so I'll leave first."

The merchant surnamed Lin grabbed him: "Brother, help me get an idea before leaving. Let me tell you the truth. My chicken can't wait any longer. I will have to sell them all these days. It's a problem to kill so many chickens. I don't have time to open the chicken's belly. If I stop for a few more days, I have to cut the chicken's belly first. Did you hear it?"

"Okay, it's better not to be a plague. I know, I'll be with you if you don't want to accompany you." Wen Tingyu said randomly, breaking away from the merchant surnamed Lin and leaving.

The door curtain was raised and put down again. The businessman surnamed Lin sneered: "Ganny belly, have you remembered it? It's also a good place to hide things. It's not difficult to use your methods. No matter what you carry, I'll pretend I can't see it."

......

How many things did King Lu take out to frame him?

This is the question that King Liang Ren of Jin returned to his temporary residence and had been thinking about. He had only one purpose for this. The more people came, the better. Liang Ren wanted this batch of things to give to him, which was much easier than smuggling from afar.

He did not move Wen Tingyu because the answer should be with Wen Tingyu, sending someone to follow Wen Tingyu, but he has not replied yet.

Dozens of kilograms of copper, dozens of kilograms of salt, and dozens of kilograms of iron? This is not like the work of King Lu, and this number of things can be separated soon and has no effect on himself.

Hundreds of kilograms of copper, hundreds of kilograms of salt, and hundreds of kilograms of iron? Liang Ren's eyes were hot. This was a piece of fat meat. Since he came, don't leave. He had to swallow it no matter what.

This is a challenge for Liang Ren, including the trapping of Cai Qian, imprisonment of Zhang Huiqing in the past few days, and the people who killed the Lu Prince's Mansion this morning were all major events for Liang Ren.

He felt that he could not do it alone, so he needed to discuss with the gentlemen in the study, stopped looking at Qiuyu's gaze, turned to the side, and planned to ask Chang'an to return home to invite Zhang Leyu to come.

The door just happened to ring, and Zhang Leyu's voice sounded: "Your Highness."

"Come in, why are you here?" Liang Renxi said. Before pushing the door open and facing Zhang Leyu's eyes, his annoyance came one after another: "Is it true again?"

Zhang Leyu smiled and delivered it with both hands. The cover of the letter contained a few words that were impressive, "Huangzhou General Xi Chonggu", with a fire-lacquered seal, which was a top secret letter.

Liang Ren took a deep breath, suppressed the impatientness that was surging around his mouth, reached out to open the letter, and the words "Patience and patience" were always written on his face. Zhang Leyu couldn't help but feel funny when he saw it.

"Otherwise, I'll go there, will your highness see if it's possible?"

"You go there. I'll let Yongshou choose some precious jewelry with you later. Please give General Xi a lot of understanding with me. I'm far less free than him to do things. Then tell General Xi that a gentleman promises a thousand gold, and I will never change what he said."

Liang Ren smiled bitterly at the end of the conversation, his voice turned low: "He can't stop urging me all the time. If I don't explain, he knows why I'm delaying."

Zhang Leyu also felt the same: "I think General Xi's intention is not to drink, he means to force His Highness."

"I made it clear about this when we met. I knew I didn't have the talent or ability. If he had this intention at that time, I would never make an agreement with him. Now he wouldn't have any signs. He was not satisfied with me and could find someone else. I wouldn't stop him, nor would he say he unilaterally tore up the agreement."

Liang Ren looked at Zhang Leyu: "When you see him, you can also say my thoughts a few times indirectly, and say them a few more times. If he is ambitious, everyone will leave as soon as possible to avoid delaying his Xi family's rise."

Zhang Leyu nodded: "Yes, he is really anxious recently. Please rest assured. I will naturally deal with him with the words. If it really doesn't work, I agree to break up. Your Highness is not the time to show off now."

Liang Renhuo looked at him, and his face was full of wind when he turned, and his face was slightly calm: "Mr. Le Yu, you should remember it too. I know that I don't have that talent or ability."

Zhang Leyu smiled: "Yes, I misled my tongue. I know that your highness is a good person. It is your wish to keep Nanxing well."

"Um."

Liang Ren felt relieved, and the tense in his expression slowly relaxed. In his heart, he contempt but couldn't get down for a while. What's the point of that height? Even though everyone yearned for it, Liang Ren never wanted it.
Chapter completed!