You hear it, do people say it?

Fu Ning was completely unaware of the scene in Prince Ping Shizi's mansion.At this moment, he had changed into an ordinary attire and was walking quickly in a narrow bluestone alley.

This is not a prosperous area, the bluestone slabs on the road are uneven, and there are occasional delivery cars, which need to be backed away.Fu Ning walked briskly, but the book boy who followed him was gradually exhausted.

When turning around a fork in the road, the book boy finally couldn't help it, panted and stopped against the wall: "Phew...Mr., Mr., you, please go slowly, boy, carefully fall... ... fell!"

Fu Ning stopped to pass the oncoming car, and glanced at the wheezing book boy: "I told you I don't need you to follow."

The book boy was so tired that tears were about to flow out: "But I, I have to ensure the safety of the young master..."

"If you follow me, I won't be really safe." Fu Ning stated the facts lightly, "The people here and there are traffickers, and I will not attract attention by myself. You rest here for a while, follow the original road Come back."

The bookboy seemed to want to say something more, but Funing didn't delay any longer. After distinguishing the direction from left to right, he headed towards a narrower alley.

The cool breeze in the early morning blows along the alley, which wakes up Funing's sleepy brain a lot.

Now that the face of the "mother-in-law" is known, it is only a matter of time before she is found.Feng Yun has already taken over the work of finding a needle in a haystack, so what he needs to do is to further determine the scope so that this time can be shortened.

With things in mind, the journey didn't feel very long; about a quarter of an hour later, the glaring sunlight shone down on Funing—he had already walked out of the narrow alley.

There is a strong smell of dye in the air, mixed with the smell of stone powder and medicinal materials; there are rows of shops on both sides of the road, and samples of cloth of various colors are hung in front of the door, fluttering gently in the wind, and the vehicles pulling goods come and go Often, it is very lively.

Funing breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he remembered the place correctly.

Although the students of Qinyuan are all from famous families, not all of them are willing to work hard on literature, history and Danqing.

Although he is the son of the censor, he is very interested in cloth dyes. After the two got acquainted, Wang Yuansi also invited Fu Ning to come here to see the dyes.

——Ziyu, let me tell you, all the colors in our capital, no matter how weird, his family has them all; if his family doesn't have them, then it must be because there is no such color in the capital. How about it, it's amazing!

At that time, the little fat man was standing in the backyard of a shop with his head held high, next to which was steaming hot and freshly washed plain white silk, and behind him was a dyeing vat with all kinds of strange smells, and was soaking in it, murmuring. Bubbling cloth.

This scene was so impressive that Fu Ning found the former shop based on his memory, and when he stepped into the backyard, he almost thought he was hallucinating.

Wang Yuansi was wearing a coarse cloth jacket and sitting on a pony tie, holding a wooden stick that was so dyed that the original color could not be seen, and looked at the bubbling dye vat in front of him affectionately, as if he was looking at some rare treasure.

Fu Ning's steady pace was slightly stagnant, but the enthusiastic boss didn't know it at all: "The colors in front are really incomplete, young master, you go upstairs, the colors upstairs are more complete!"

Hearing the sound, Wang Yuansi looked over, and his eyes lit up when he saw Fu Ning: "Ziyu?" He dropped the stick and walked up to Fu Ning, "Why, are you also interested in dyes?"

There are too many people here, and Fu Ning didn't want to publicize the matter, so he continued with the excuse just now: "When I woke up this morning, my grandfather said that the color of the window screen was not bright enough, and he wanted a more lively style, so I thought of it. here."

Wang Yuansi smiled and said, "It's easy to handle, come on, I'll help you choose together!"

The boss not far away saw that the two of them had a happy conversation, and immediately said very discerningly: "You two are frequent guests, you can look at whatever color you want, I won't bother you here, if it is useful If you have my place, just call me."

Without correcting his flattery, Fu Ning said with a smile: "Okay, you can go to work."

Although today's coincidence was really an accident, Wang Yuansi was pure and good-natured, so it was better to ask him for a question than to deal with unfamiliar shopkeepers.

Wang Yuansi was an honest person, so he said it was a recommended color, so he really took him upstairs and carefully selected it.

Fu Ning followed him to look at it, thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "To be honest, brother Yuan Si, I came this time not only to find suitable cloth, but also to find a special dye."

Wang Yuansi was a little curious: "What kind of dye?"

Fu Ning said: "When I went to Suzhou earlier, I saw a very strange dye. When this dye is applied to cloth or paper, the color is completely invisible, but under special conditions, it will suddenly change color, which is very miraculous. .”

"Will it change color?" Wang Yuansi frowned and pondered for a moment, then suddenly he clenched his fist and hit his palm, "I remembered!"

Fu Ning raised his eyebrows: "Brother Yuan Si knows about such a dye?"

Wang Yuansi smiled and said: "Although this dye is rare, I have heard the boss say it before, why not do this, I will ask him to come up and tell you in detail!"

Fu Ning was good at communicating with people, and with Wang Yuansi sitting on the side, the boss naturally knew everything and talked endlessly for the sake of a big customer, and finally said: "To tell you the truth, my lord, the paint that changes color like this is now In the entire capital, only my family has such stock!"

"Oh?" Fu Ning lowered his eyelids and said with a light smile, "Then the dye must be in short supply."

The boss sighed: "How come, no one wants this thing on weekdays, except for you, and only sold a few days ago, hi!"

With a smile on his face, Fu Ning quietly covered up the news he wanted, and finally picked out a lot of cloth and asked the boss to send it to the Minister's Mansion along with the dye.

The boss who had completed the business went to work with a smile on his face. Funing stood there looking at the fabrics, and suddenly felt a little dizzy.

"Ziyu, what's wrong with you?"

When Fu Ning came back to his senses, he saw Wang Yuansi frowned and looked at him worriedly: "You look a little pale, are you feeling unwell?"

Fu Ning rubbed his forehead and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just that I got up too early today and I'm a little sleepy. Brother Yuan Si, you're busy, I'll go back first."

Wang Yuansi was worried: "I'd better stay with you. In case you feel unwell, it would be better to have someone to take care of you."

Fu Ning didn't sleep all night, and he was exhausted and nervous. He was indeed a little tired now, so he didn't refuse, and went out with Wang Yuansi.

I just don't know why, when he left the store, his feet were weak and he almost fell down. Fortunately, Wang Yuansi was beside him and helped him in time: "Ziyu!? Are you really okay?"

"It really doesn't matter." Fu Ning used his strength to stand firm, but he felt a little funny in his heart: I only helped my uncle this morning, and now that the feng shui is turning, why should it be my turn to be supported.

Wang Yuansi frowned: "Physical matters can't be sloppy, let's not take shortcuts, I'll call a car!"

"It's okay..." Funing was still waiting to decline, but suddenly a person strode up next to him, pulled Wang Yuansi away from him, and pulled him into his arms.

Wang Yuansi subconsciously scratched twice, seeing the hostile face of the visitor, and immediately hid his hands behind his back: "His Royal Highness, Shizi!?"

Fu Ning:......

He rubbed his dizzy head, raised his head sadly, and glanced at Xun Yi: "Brother Sheng?"

After Xun Yi pulled the man to his side, he politely withdrew his hands and just supported him, "I'll take you back." After he finished speaking, he "looked" at Wang Yuansi without emotion.

Wang Yuansi shivered from the cold at that glance, and immediately said: "Since you have someone to pick you up, then I won't bother you hahaha Ziyu, I'll leave first and see you later!"

He trotted all the way, and disappeared into the alley after a while.

Looking at the flexible back of the little fat man, Fu Ning didn't know what to say for a while.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Xun Yi coughed uncomfortably: "Your complexion is not very good, let's go back earlier."

Fu Ning had no choice but to say: "Then, thank you Brother Sheng."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his body suddenly fly into the air—Xun Yi actually hugged him directly.

"Xun Xingzhi! What are you doing!" The sleepiness in Funing's mind was instantly frightened away, and he grabbed Xun Yi's collar and stared at him, "Let me go!"

Xun Yi's expression was normal, and he held him steadily towards the direction of the carriage: "You have to shake every time you pass the threshold. I was afraid that you would get on the carriage and throw yourself out of the way, so I came to help."

Seeing that Fu Ning was silent, he added: "You don't need to thank me."

Fu Ning:......

Xun Yi: I'm going to be angry! ?