It was Duan Sihai! The disciple of Duan Qinghong, the owner of Duan Manor!
Lu Zhenzhi walked over and looked at the face he had seen when he was raising official funds in the Taimiao.
It’s true!
Duan Qinghong escaped!
He also dragged his disciple, the big salt merchant Duan Sihai, to die for him.
"Isn't this..." King Hui also remembered. He had accompanied his Ninth Uncle to the banquet that day and saw that although his Ninth Uncle had been angrily scolding the evening in Liushui County, his foot stopped behind Duan Sihai. After a few rounds, he realized that he was attacking Duan's Villa.
Lu Zhenzhi said: "Xiao Pu, issue a warrant for the arrest of Duan Qinghong. He has silver-colored hair and a red birthmark on the back of his head."
The city gates of Shangyang County were suddenly guarded by the Regent's imperial guards.
Everyone entering or leaving the city must have their hair color checked and whether they have a birthmark on the back of their head.
On Fu Tong'er's side, Township Chief Ma said with a smile: "Okay, everyone, the results of the competition are out!"
The daughter of the Jian family went back.
General You put away his sword and sat on his horse. From time to time, he turned his head and looked down at Fu Tong'er's face, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
Township Chief Ma smiled and said, "After discussion among the adults, the champions of this year's Flower-Dipping Poetry Competition are the two daughters of the Jian family, Team Fuzhi!"
When General You Yi heard this, he shouted, "Why? Your Excellency won't even give an explanation?!"
Township Chief Ma smiled and said, "My dear brother, I know you are eager to protect your sister, but this is Lord Guo's decision."
At this time, Lord Guo stood up and said, "This time in the Flower-Dipping Poetry Competition, Miss Qiu Tong and the two daughters of Boss Jian's family jointly won first place." He then said to Lord Ke of Dingnan Marquis's Mansion, "Lord..."
Lord Ke sat down and said, "Well. Please ask the two teams of contestants to come here tomorrow at 9:00 PM and accompany me to the Dingnan Marquis' Mansion for a short tour."
Fu Tong'er patted General You Yi's arm on the carriage window and said, "Brother, what do they mean by this? Can the rules be changed at will?"
At this time, the little boy brought a bouquet of flowers and a commemorative plaque.
Jian Weiying, the eldest daughter of the Jian family, came with her attendants: "Miss Qiutong, can Weiying ride in the same carriage with you? Let's go back to Weiying's house and have a meal and drink tea together?"
Fu Tong'er shook the arm of General You on the windowsill and said, "Brother, are you going?"
"If you go, I'll go with you."
Fu Tong'er said: "Please ask Miss Jian to come up."
…
Jian Weiying sat in the carriage, smiling and saying from the side: "Miss Qiu Tong is indeed talented and beautiful. Even with her mask on and her eyes blindfolded, she is still very beautiful."
Fu Tong'er smiled and said, "You can call me Wutong."
Jian Weiying smiled and stood up slightly, grabbing Fu Tonger's hand: "You call me Ying Niang, this is my nickname."
Fu Tong'er was stunned, Yingniang.
The carriage headed towards the Jian Mansion...
At sunset, inside the headquarters.
Main courtyard lobby.
Lu Zhenzhi sat at the top seat.
Deputy General Xiao stood beside him.
His Royal Highness Prince Hui was sitting nearby.
"Come here!" Deputy General Xiao called out to a servant beside him. The servant came over quickly, "Deputy General Xiao."
"Go and see if Miss Fu has returned?"
The attendant then remembered the letter sent back by the general, so he took it out and said, "The general asked me to give this letter to Master Jiu. He said that Miss Fu is staying at the Jian Mansion tonight."
Lieutenant General Xiao took the letter, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and handed it to Lu Zhenzhi.
"Master, Miss Fu is staying at the Jian residence."
Lu Zhenzhi took the letter and tore it open to read.
King Hui: "Uncle Ninth, would you mind sending someone to bring her back?"
"Serve the food."
Lu Zhenzhi ate this meal quickly and quietly, as if he had returned to the past.
A little blind man was running around everywhere and even stayed at the Jian residence...
Late at night, Lu Zhenzhi was lying alone on the bed, with one leg bent and his hands behind his head.
There was nothing beside him. In the past, at this time, Fu Tong'er would lie on him, rubbing against him and being obedient.
Jane House,
boudoir.
In the courtyard, Jian Weiying and Fu Tong'er were drinking wine. General You Yi sat nearby, holding a knife and inserting his arm.
The moonlight is just right.
The wind was cool and the two little girls were chatting happily.
In the second half of the night, Jian Weiying ordered the maid to bathe and change clothes for Fu Tong'er, while General Yi waited outside.
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