The manager's words confirmed that the woman was indeed the one who cleaned the cleaning. Ye Shuting felt a little embarrassed and said with a slight expression: "It was me who made a big fuss, which caused my brother and sister-in-law to be in a false alarm."

"Sister Ting doesn't have to be sorry. If it weren't for the alertness of sister Ting, we wouldn't know that we could sneak out of the city without a token. The guards in this city would have been too loose." Ye Shuhua, who had not spoken, looked gloomy and said coldly.

The guards were not strictly guarded, and anyone could enter and exit, and the safety of the people in the Yuan Dynasty could not be guaranteed. This made Ye Shuhua feel uneasy. The guards guarding the Yuan Gate overnight and severely scolded him. The four guards, eight guards, six guards guarding the city gate, and twelve deputy guards guarding the city gate were fined for three months, and the soldiers were beaten ten times in court.

Ye Shuhua's move made everyone realize that the young city lord is no longer the kind and ruthless saint monk. It is unwise to anger him. A sense of fear arises naturally and he dare not slackewer when he is in office.

In the early morning, Ouyang's wife gave birth to a fat boy. Song Ruoxi received good news and sent someone to the Long Life Ruyi Lock, silver bracelet and silver anklet.

Two days later, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and the Jingzhe in the twenty-four solar terms. In the early morning, thunders were heard one after another. Because there were rumors among the people that Jingzhe made thunder and there were many poisonous insects in summer. Ye Fan ordered people to place incense tables and offerings in front of Fengxian Hall, burn incense and paper, worship Thunder God, begging Thunder God, that it would rain enough, and not produce many poisonous insects, to protect people and animals from peace.

After the sacrifice, Ye Fan took everyone to the city to worship the fields. "When the Jingzhe Festival comes, he hears the thunder, which wakes up the dormant insects. Chengchang, knocks the gong."

"Yes, grandfather." Ye Chengchang responded loudly, carrying a gong, leading several younger brothers, walking and knocking in the fields, and chanting the sparrow words in his mouth.

Song Ruoxi looked interesting and asked Ye Shuhua in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

"Doing this way, when the crops are ripe, the birds will not come to peck at the Xingu."

After Ye Chengchang and his brothers walked around the field and reached an open space, Ye Fan said, "Let's rest here, you can play with kites."

Everyone took out the prepared kites. Song Ruoxi was a magpies-like kite. The kites of Ye Shuhua brothers, Wei Lingjuan and others went up. After playing for half an hour, they collected the kites and returned to the city. Ye Shuhua had city affairs to deal with, so they went to Zhongyong Hall.

Song Ruoxi returned to Shuyuyuan. It was already the end of Shen Shi. He was sleeping in spring, so he took off his hairpin and closed his eyes to rest on the soft couch. He fell asleep in a daze, but he was not sleeping soundly. In a trance, he always felt that someone was in and out, and wanted to tell them not to come in and quarrel, but his chest seemed to be pressed by something, and he couldn't breathe, he couldn't open his mouth, shout, and his whole body seemed to be unable to move.

Song Ruoxi knew in his heart that he was being trapped by a nightmare and tried hard to come over clearly, but he couldn't wake up. He was anxious and suddenly heard someone shouting in his ear: "Yingying."

This soft cry made Song Ruoxi break free from the nightmare. He opened his eyes and saw that it was Ye Shuhua and asked, "When did you come back?"

"It's been two quarters of an hour since I came back." Ye Shuhua saw that there was sweat on her forehead, so he took a silk palette to wipe it off.

Song Ruoxi frowned and said, "I just lived in a nightmare. If you hadn't called me, I'd be afraid I wouldn't be able to get rid of it."

"How could I be nightmarish?" Ye Shuhua asked with concern.

Song Ruoxi felt that she had not diminished her sleepiness at all, but she had a little more time. It was better not to sleep well this time, and sighed, "If I knew the reason, I would not be trapped in the nightmare."

Ye Shuhua reached out and pulled the broken hair between her forehead behind her ears, "You must have thought too much, so that you can think about it every day and dream about it at night."

"Talking nonsense, the sun has not set yet. Besides, I do nothing every day, and I have too much thoughts. I should be tired of hanging kites today." Song Ruoxi put on her clothes and got out of bed, "I sweat all over. I'll go take a shower first and have dinner later."

Song Ruoxi went to the bathtub to take a bath and soaked in warm hot water. The discomfort gradually disappeared. After taking a bath, he changed into a clean middle dress and was refreshed. He felt much more comfortable. He walked back to the room with a brisk step, and Ye Shuhua was leaning against the lamp to read a book.

The two of them spent dinner and talked for a while. When they heard the whistle and whistle outside, Song Ruoxi stood up and pushed open half of the window. The wind rushed over with wetness, "It's going to rain again."

"Close the window and be careful of catching a cold." Ye Shuhua walked over and reached out to close the window again.

"I'm not made of paper, I'll catch a cold when I blow this little wind." Song Ruoxi curled his lips, thinking he was too nervous.

Ye Shuhua hugged her in her arms, put her chin on her bun, smelling the faint fragrance of peach blossoms between her hair, and chuckled: "Anyway, be careful. If you fall ill, you have to drink bitter medicine again, and then you should complain again."

"But the medicine is really bitter." Song Ruoxi said in a sweet voice.

"A good medicine is good for the disease." Ye Shuhua said with a smile.

Song Ruoxi was about to speak, Xiangxiu said outside: "Young city lord, Xiao Shunzi is looking for a meeting outside."

"Yingying, I'll go out for a while. If you are sleepy, go to bed first, don't wait for me to come back." Ye Shuhua picked up the brocade robe and put it on, and walked out the door.

Song Ruoxi's eyes flashed, he pursed his lips, sent him out, turned back, and finished reading a storybook. Before Ye Shuhua came back, he didn't wait any longer and got into bed. I wonder if the sound of the wind and rain outside were too noisy, so he lay on the bed toss and turned and couldn't sleep.

When Ye Shuhua came back, it was already midnight. After washing up, he walked into the bedroom gently.

"You are back!" Song Ruoxi lifted the curtain and said.

Ye Shuhua threw the outer robe on his shoulder aside, "It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?"

"If you don't come back, I can sleep there." Song Ruoxi sat up and tied his hair, "What's the matter with you, Xiao Shunzi?"

"A little thing has been handled properly."

"To be honest." Song Ruoxi glared at him.

"You are telling the truth." Ye Shuhua climbed onto the bed and reached out to carry her into her arms.

Song Ruoxi snorted coldly and said, "If it were a small matter, would you deal with it until this time to come back?"

Seeing that Ye Shuhua could not hide it, he told the truth, "In the afternoon, the people from the Flying Hunting Camp caught several Yi people disguised as merchants outside the city. They had contact with their elder brother."

"Did they confess?"

"The mouth is very tight and cannot be pried open."

"They do such a head-losing thing, and they can't be too rude. Anyway, confessing is death, and not confessing is death."

Ye Shuhua said calmly: "They don't need to confess, I also know why they came."

"Did my father know his ambitions before he took back his leopard camp?" Song Ruoxi asked.

"I don't blame him for this ambition. I was sick since I was a child, and later I entered Buddhism with my master and gave him hope. Who knew that now I not only lived well, but did not become a monk, but also married a wife, which made his hope fade."

Song Ruoxi could hear the sadness in Ye Shuhua's tone, and his eyes turned slightly, saying, "The position of the city lord has never been passed on to the legitimate and not to the concubine. He shouldn't have had this ambition."

Ye Shuhua tucked the brocade quilt, but now that things have come to this point, there is nothing to say, and said, "It's late at night, let's sleep!"

Song Ruoxi wrapped his hands around his waist, Ye Shuhua hugged her shoulders, and the two hugged each other and said nothing all night.

The next day, the sky cleared, and there was another spring scent, and the air was filled with the fragrance of grass and trees. It took two days in a row. That night, just after midnight, the sound of water suddenly sounded. Ye Shuhua woke up from his dream. He pulled his arm out of Song Ruoxi's neck. Song Ruoxi woke up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It seems that somewhere in the garden has gone to water." Ye Shuhua pulled his clothes and draped them over his body.

The two walked out of the room and everyone in the yard had already risen.

The Dongyuan Chief Manager came in and bowed and said, "There was a sudden fire in the young city lord, the young lady, Qinfang Pavilion and Yajingzhai. The people from the water team have rushed to put out the fire, which has disturbed the young city lord and the young lady to rest. The servants deserve to die."

Ye Shuhua's eyes suddenly darkened, Qinfang Pavilion and Yajingzhai were in the south and north of the north of the garden. They were far apart, so how could they catch fire at the same time? It would be a coincidence, it would be too coincidental.

"The fire is so strange." Song Ruoxi looked at the night sky that was reddened by the fire and frowned slightly. Although it had been clear for two days, it was not the dry and dry summer season. How could such a big fire be caused in the wet spring?

"It's a bit strange, I'll go and take a look." Ye Shuhua's eyes swept over Cannibal and others, "Close the courtyard gate and don't let anyone in."

"Yes, the young city lord." Canniang and others responded in unison.

When Ye Shuhua went to the fire scene, Song Ruoxi couldn't sleep peacefully, so he was reading a book under the lamp and waited for him to come back.

"Dongdongdongdong" the courtyard gate was trembling with people.

The maid guarding the door asked through the door, "What's the matter?"

"The young city lord is injured, open the door quickly." The outside shouted anxiously.

When the maid heard that Ye Shuhua was injured, she hurriedly moved the door bolt away. Before the gate of the courtyard was completely opened, a cold light flashed by. She was slashed in front of the door by someone outside the door, fell down dejectedly, and died of anger.

Two men in servant costumes rushed in from outside the door, carrying a short sword with a cold light in their hands.

The secret guard was careless for a moment and made people break in. The accident happened and quickly appeared to fight.

Song Ruoxi heard the sound in the house, and did not panic, and continued to read calmly.

Canniang was guarding the door, and Xiangxiu and others surrounded Song Ruoxiu.

The two servants had great martial arts skills and were indistinguishable from each other. After dozens of moves, they suddenly pulled up to the wall and fled out. The four guards chased after them. Just as their figures were gone, two women in maid uniforms rushed in from outside the door. It was obvious that the two servants had just implemented the plan of luring the tiger away from the mountain.

The two women came to the room with their swords. The silkworm pulled out the lancet knife and went up to meet it. The silkworm defeated the two, and the fight was dangerous. Song Ruoxi was frightened in the room. Xiangduo and others were in a low martial arts skills, and they were okay to deal with ordinary people. They could not deal with masters. Before they could get close, they were forced back by the fierce sword aura.

Seeing that the silkworm was about to be injured in the hands of the two, a large number of guards rushed over, and the situation reversed. They captured the two women alive, pinched their mouths and hid them under their tongues, and took out the poisonous sac that had not been bitten through.

The two women looked at Song Ruoxi who was so close to her, and their eyes showed a look of annoyance. Dongyuan's defense was too strict and they failed.

The fires at both places have been put out. Ye Shuhua came back. When he saw the maid lying at the door, he was shocked and shouted anxiously: "Ying Ying, Ying Ying."

"I'm here, I'm fine." Hearing the shouts, Song Ruoxi walked out.

Seeing that Song Ruoxi was safe and sound, Ye Shuhua breathed a sigh of relief and ordered the servant to take the two women down for interrogation. He held her hand back to the room and asked softly: "Are you scared?"

Song Ruoxi shook his head and asked, "What is the reason for the fire?"

"Arson is arson, and there is a smell of tincture oil in Qinfangge and Yajingzhai."

A glimmer of clarity flashed through Song Ruoxi's eyes and asked, "Who do you think will be the commander?"

A cold light flashed in Ye Shuhua's eyes, and he snorted coldly: "There will be no one except them."

"Has anyone been injured? How many places have they burned?"

"No one was injured. The left building of Qinfang Pavilion was burned down. Yajingzhai burned three back rooms."

Song Ruoxi lamented, "It takes a lot of money to repair it after burning so much."

Ye Shuhua laughed, "This can be released from the public."

"This is almost the same." Song Ruoxi Road.

"If you have something to say tomorrow, let's go to bed now."

Ye Fan knew what happened in Dongyuan and was angry and ordered a strict investigation of the matter. He also said that if the culprit was caught, he would be severely punished and sentenced to death.

After that day, Ye Shuhua became busier and busier. He went out early and came back late, and almost no trace of him could be seen. Song Ruoxi did nothing, and leisurely read books, copied characters, and drew flutes in the East Garden every day.

After breakfast and handling the internal affairs, Song Ruoxi sat in the room, obsessed with a chess record playing chess with his left and right hands.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, Yizhou has sent dozens of good horses. Let's go to the horse farm to ride a horse." Ye Shuting ran in wearing a tight outfit that was tied with her hands and legs. Her little face was full of joy and she said happily.

Song Ruoxi was bored. When she heard her proposal, she was happy. She put down the chess score in her hand and stood up and said, "Let's go!"
To be continued...