"Well, it’s weird."

Xu Anqi withdrew her eyes and was preparing to leave the place where Xu Anjin was sitting. There was an envelope landing there. Xu Anqi curiously picked it up in the past and took a look at her. Then she looked at each other and looked at each other with surprise.
"From Hangzhou …"
Daier’s voice sounded a little.
Xu Anqi looked at the envelope and thought for a while, but there was no result. Later, when they left the hall, the merchants gathered around to see her, calling out "my dear niece" or "Anqimei". These people knew Xu Anqi and met her for the first time. However, she returned the gift with a smile on her face, and then she said something about it, which was lively and interesting, probably because she had been in contact with Xu Xuan for a long time, or because she had some talents in these aspects, and something was not complicated.
Until Xu Anqi finished the story, they still had some unfinished things. Since these things were said from Xu Anqi’s mouth, the reliability was guaranteed, but it still sounded like a story. Later, they said that they would visit Xu Xuan.
Xu Anqi thought for a moment and said, "You have been busy in Chinese recently. Well, you are busy with things in Xianlou. You all know that Xianlou wants to come." Xu Anqi said that some people in these fields could not help but nod. She then said, "There was a big move in Xianlou. Of course, these things are naturally related to Chinese … Hehe, I don’t know what it is, but I’m sure I’ll know soon. I still don’t want to disturb Chinese to visit things. You don’t want to take advantage of Xianlou when you get back to business."
Everyone knows that Xu Xuantong is in the fairy building, and he heard that he actually wants to move in the fairy building, so he is curious.
"Does he still know about restaurant management?" Someone asked 1
Xu Anqi said with a smile, "These concubines really want to know … things are always unexpected in Chinese … concubines are looking forward to it as much as you are.
……
That is to say, on the same day, the cold sunshine shines on the Xu family at noon, and almost at the same time, some conversations are going on somewhere in the courtyard.
Chapter 14 Vortex (1)
There are many rich families in the southwest of Chengjiayan Town. Whether it’s sunny or rainy, it’s always the most striking. There are many people coming and going here, such as some valuable big businessmen or people with status, and some officials. Ordinary people occasionally come here and look at those who symbolize status and status, and they are often envious. Sometimes the dead branches in the courtyard seem to be thicker than the ordinary places. Some poor people are always fine and even have no chance to come here.
Cheng Fu is located in such an environment, even if the neighborhood is rich, Cheng Jia is also outstanding. The roads in front of the tiles are flat, and the newly paved bluestones are smooth. In rainy days, the surface of the rain is moist. In sunny days, it is cleaner than other places. Housing buildings typically reflect the wind of Huizhou architecture in this era. If you look down from above, you can find that these patterns are different. Family buildings are different, old and new. They have experienced years of baptism and exposed vicissitudes of life. Perhaps they are newly built, and the traces of wood connection are very obvious. However, if these buildings all reflect a certain exquisite elegance and
In the Hui family hall, all the people gathered to talk about the same time. There were some conversations in an old courtyard of the family. This is the earliest courtyard built when the Cheng family started. The status of people who can live here is not low.
"Yeah, Xu Xuan ~ ~" A middle-aged man in a gray robe is standing in front of a stone table in the courtyard. A light green tea exudes elegant fragrance, and the sunlight pours coolly into the courtyard. Some flowers, trees, grass and stone shadows are left behind. He takes a sip of tea and puts it aside. He looks at the paper and stops for a while. Then he seems to say with some regrets, "It’s a little surprising that he didn’t mean anything before …" Some sounds like soliloquies pause here and then he takes a sip of tea. "
He finished these young people around him and asked with a smile.
Cheng Shan stood aside respectfully until he asked this sentence, then bowed down and nodded and said "Mr. Zhang said yes"
"Students can fail to live up to Mr. Good Poetry … that Xu Xuanzang had never expected that he was really talented before." Cheng Shan said these words with a slightly odd expression, and probably Qian Fu was unhappy that night and was recalled at this time.
A middle-aged man named Mr. Zhang seems to have never heard him speak. He looked up at the sunlight because it was not harsh, and he never narrowed his eyes. Then he withdrew his eyes and looked straight at Cheng Shan. "Talent? Oh, I still hold that view that there is no such thing as talent in this world. "He shook his head." It’s just a matter of being quick and slow. Everyone is talented, but it shows different things. For example, Chef Li can kill fish neatly, and your father can make ink badly. This is all a manifestation of talent. If you throw something at him, no matter whether these talents are high or low for people, there is a talent for making ink than killing fish for the needs of the world … "He said that he shook his head here." Writing poems and doing business are different.
Cheng Shan listened to the middle-aged man’s words and his face showed a thoughtful look. It took a moment before he said hesitantly, "There is always a little more …"
This is awkward to say, but both the speaker and the listener can be white in the context of two people.
"Well, don’t say these things. You seem to have a lot of doubts, such as money matters …" Mr. Zhang looked at Cheng Shan and said, "These days, I’ve closed my door and refused to come to you, and my doubts are almost moldy."
"Because these students have some ideas, they are afraid of being blamed by their teachers."
"Ah …" Mr. Zhang smiled encouragingly at him.
Mr "money things seem to be some … of course, students may be speculating. After all, Mr. prepared those poems in advance, although there was no show …" Cheng Shan weighed the tone and said his doubts in his heart.
After listening, Mr. Zhang raised his knife-shaped eyebrows a little, and then said, "It’s not that simple. These things should have happened in my mind. Of course, it should be all except Xu Xuan … He is a variable." Later, the middle-aged man frowned in a subtle way and then loosened up.
"The money has …" Cheng Shan some awkward.
When Mr. Zhang picked up the tea lamp, the tea had gradually cooled down, but he still habitually blew it to his mouth and suddenly said, "Are you trying to say that I did it when the money died?"
Cheng Shan listened to his tone slightly lower and bowed his head in front of a middle-aged man in a gray robe. He never seemed to be angry in his impression, but somehow he always felt a heartfelt awe. His eyes were slightly aggravated and his heart was a little uneasy.
"Although I expected his death, I really didn’t do it." The middle-aged man finished these things before drinking the tea.
"There are some things I should let you know … I’m not convenient to do some things now. Do you have a mind or need to exercise? But on the whole, I’m more at ease about giving you some things."
At noon, the sun shines on the treetops of the yard, the grass leaves and the birds sing and fly back.
"My eye identity is your Cheng Jia Xi Xi, but this is temporarily in the original name. Ah, you probably don’t know what it is or not. I’ve been in Huizhou for a year. I’ve been here waiting for a lot of people since I found something. I’ve seen a security guard in my eyes when I came back … and …"
Although it explains something, the middle-aged man speaks as if telling a story, and his voice is slightly hoarse, which makes people feel addicted to it.
"That Linghu Chu’s personality is like this. He and the Royal Guards named Mu Yunhuai do things in secret, but I don’t know how secretive I have been watching him. I always like to have fun on some occasions. I knew that after Mu Yunhuai’s death, he would definitely choose a more suitable time to appear. Since you said that money had invited the Cheng family to dinner, I knew that he would definitely go."
"So … what does Mr. Wang know about his poetry writing?"
"This is very simple. He used to … like reading people very much." Mr. Zhang curled his lips and said that his expression was very strange at these times
"Uh …" Cheng Shan slightly paused to listen to Mr. Zhang’s tone. He doesn’t seem to know Linghu Chu in general. Of course, even if his heart is curious about the identity of the other party, it is not good to ask directly, so he continues to listen.
"So I gave you these poems. After all, I owe you Cheng Jiaqing. I originally wanted to take this opportunity to make you show up in front of people and return the favor conveniently. Besides, you have to worry about breaking my business. For the time being, everything I have to do is ready for fermentation. It is someone else’s …" The middle-aged man said that he seemed to think of something interesting. He smiled and looked at the top of his head and the sun, then withdrew his eyes, stretched out his hand and rubbed the corner of his eye. "When I was a child, I was able to open my eyes and rubbed the old man’s eyes
Cheng Shan heard some jokes and sighed, saying, "You are still young, sir."
The man listened to his words and smiled evenly. "But although I can’t keep an eye on the sun, there are some things that can be done to kill money … and I’m here …"
While saying these words, there was a servant’s footsteps coming from outside the courtyard. Mr. Zhang dropped his voice and uttered a word. Seeing Cheng Shan’s back suddenly trembled, he then returned to normal. At noon, the home was busy. Since the first servant passed by, the footsteps kept ringing and the conversation was spread in this atmosphere.
Cheng Shan listened to the middle-aged man’s story with a shock, only to know that the seemingly calm eyes were in a mess in Huizhou House. What happened around the "Five Peaks Heritage" that ordinary people didn’t realize had stirred up a huge whirlpool. All forces in this whirlpool chose to suppress it in unison, but with the development of the situation, there will always be an outbreak one day, and it should be terrible because of the suppression.
Cheng Shan so thinking about throat slightly astringent meaning security, Liu Shouyi, Mr. Zhang … These things are merchants family Cheng Jia really involved?
Seems to be seen through his thoughts. Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "The eyes are not too urgent. You can just think about it and tell me …" Mr. Zhang’s words were so faint that he finally chose to think about it, and Cheng Shan had no choice but to get involved.
"There’s one thing that the eye has to do. That’s Xu Xuan. Let him stop." When Mr. Zhang took the last sip of tea to say this sentence, his tone was as cold as eye sunlight.
Chapter 141 Vortex (2)
"Yu Xuxuan, some things are here …" Cheng Shan cast a glance at the stone table and wrote something on thin rice paper. He looked at his eyes. "Although it is not a face, it is as detailed as possible. When I first met him, he let me eat a small loss."
"Hehe, love turns into hate," Mr. Zhang added with a smile.
These things have passed for a long time, and now Cheng Shan’s face is still a little depressed once again, but he is not a mediocre person. Although his mood is somewhat unsmooth, it has not been affected.
"Well, at that time, my heart was somewhat resentful and I felt that this life was too dependent … then I invited him to Yupinglou Poetry Club to do some necessary tests for him. Now I want to come to him. It’s really a bit deep. Where can a reader be able to control those crooked poems on such occasions as he is … Ah" When it comes to Cheng Shan’s later self-deprecating smile, some regrets.
"There are some things that started long ago, but at that time, we didn’t think about Huang Yusheng’s daily behavior in that direction. Everyone knew that it was impossible to write the poem’ Life in the Jianghu’. On the spot, Bao Dao told us that the poet was Xu Xuanxian, and we were all kept in the dark … Then the students made a more specific investigation on him before learning that this poem was actually a poem in Xu Xuanyi’s novel … and later Xu Xuantong learned this poem from it. After this poem with Huang Gupan this guy … Deliberately doing these things can be found. It means that if you don’t know what happened, you can find out that it’s really … It’s horribly deep. "Although there is great hostility to Xu Xuancheng Shanbao, he still gives a more objective evaluation of some things.
"There is also the news about Xu Mo. Speaking of it, I know that he also has something to do with Xu Mo’s previous actions. It’s almost surprising that these things are all behind his back … such things … such things make people believe?" Cheng Shan said that when the tone was slightly higher later, he could generally keep a calm posture, but when it comes to things, incredible factors piled up together and made him feel a little excited.
Mr. Zhang listened and nodded casually at the paper in front of him. "You have done well in these things, and you have really made progress." He said, and picked up the paper in front of him and looked at his eyes with some puzzled expressions.
Cheng Shan aside to see middle-aged face doubts in the heart a little surprised, from his usual cognition in front of this person most of the time some unfathomable appearance, it is the first time I saw him something to show such an expression, and then quietly aside to listen to each other.
"I always feel that I can’t understand it …" Mr. Zhang’s subsequent words made Cheng slightly leng leng. "If these words are in front of this raw material, some things don’t make sense. It is reasonable to say that everything he shows now is not so mediocre because of his scheming and shrewd means. Although he seems to be an ordinary student for the first time from your contact with him, many things can have some strange feelings if you carefully scrutinize them, and there are still some clouds and light winds … especially if Xu Mo’s things are true, it’s simply a little’ thing’.
Mr. Zhang smacked his mouth and then said, "What he showed in the Xianlou building was vicious, and he shouldn’t be an ordinary student. At that time, Bao Dao was knocked down by him before he made a move … What happened later was a coincidence, but if these things turned around him, many urgent things would not have been noticed, but the situation was piled up together. Now it seems that I know that this life has touched many things unconsciously."
"And one of these things doesn’t know if you pay attention?" Mr. Zhang suddenly stopped when he consciously knocked on the page of his right index finger to say this sentence.
"who?"
"Yu Ben!" Here, Mr. Zhang looked up and looked at the cold sunshine, and someone respectfully came in and put the lunch back. Mr. Zhang didn’t go to the exquisite and delicious meal, and the people there walked away before he said, "Yu Ben was going to kill Xu Xuan at that time, and that poor girl in the fairy building was involved … and what did Xu Xuan do to make the other party so angry? Do you know? "
"Er … know, know something" Cheng Shan face slightly show some embarrassed look, then bowed their heads and the sun streamed down from behind him, but they couldn’t see his expression clearly. Then the sound sounded a little "He, he killed two brothers in Ben". After that, he was eager to explain that "these things are not intended to deceive Mr. … but …"
"Oh, I want to know that it will take some effort to find out things." Mr. Zhang’s concealment from Cheng Shan seems to be completely unpreparedness. "Before that man called She Wenyi came to see you, I already knew that Xu Xuan was not the only one who wanted to kill people …" He got up and reached out and patted Cheng Shan’s shoulder encouragingly. "People who want to do great things with reservations always have some ways to tell people secrets and have to bear them." When he spoke this sentence, there was a lot of vicissitudes in his voice.
Cheng Shan listened to these and looked up at Mr. Zhang’s eyes and then came down again.
Even these things … The other party knows that this is too much. It’s okay, it’s okay that the other party didn’t blame themselves. Cheng Shan thought about these and feared each other for one more point.
I can’t hide anything again.
"It’s something I can’t figure out … this name is Xu Xuan. What did you hear so silently before you met him?" Mr. Zhang walked two steps in front of the stone table. There was probably a servant girl who did something wrong outside the courtyard. Mr. Zhang hesitated for a moment and said what he wanted to say. "From Xu Xuan’s information, you were completely different before and after you met him … Although he was thrown into the crowd before, it was more mediocre … I said it was not a strange feeling for specific things." Then he turned and looked at Cheng Shan and asked in confusion, "What kind of things can you say to make a person seem to be completely transformed?"
"what is it?"
Slightly hoarse male voice sounded, and the maid outside the courtyard was scolded and cried. Cheng Shan frowned slightly and consciously looked up and took a look at the cold sunlight, feeling a little harsh.