I'm afraid you'll be widowed

It is just dawn now, and the whereabouts of the coffin at the other end of the Wuchang Temple is still unknown.

Since they had left the capital, they naturally wanted to find out.

However, a group of people with knives and sticks are aggressive, which is really eye-catching.Walking around here like this can be remembered one by one by the people in this village in just three days.

It is better to make a secret investigation than to make an unannounced visit, Pei Gong understands this reason.

So he turned his head angrily, and angrily ordered several flag officers to go back to Beijing first.

Everyone quickly took orders, and couldn't help but sweat for Fang Cenxi who stayed by Pei Gong's side.

But Fang Cenxi, the victim who attracted everyone's sympathy, didn't care.

He stopped laughing, and looked sideways at Pei Gong: "There are many ways to handle the case, I just want to fulfill the bet with the third master."

"Third Master, you lost the bet."

Pei Gong frowned slightly: "Without money, who would agree to bet with you?"

"Master Fang really takes it all, first offending the peach blossoms, and then offending the fortune? This trip to the capital will not pay for it."

Fang Cenxi saw clearly the blatant and inexplicable jealousy in the opponent's eyes, so he calmly covered his lips and smiled lightly.

"Look at the stinginess of the third master." Fang Cenxi's eyes flicked over Pei Gong, "Are you unhappy?"

Pei Gong's anger didn't dissipate in his heart, and when he heard this laugh again, his anger became even greater.

It was as if it was only a spark that could completely arouse the anger in his eyes.

It's just that when I think of the person next to me with thin skin and tender flesh, who can't lift his shoulders or lift his hands, it seems that he can be blown away by a gust of wind.But such a little trash has a deceiving face.

It is true that the little girl likes it.

What made Pei Gong even angrier was that he also liked it.

"Master Fang is quite attractive, so be careful to attract people's attention outside." Pei Gong said coldly, "If you marry a wife in the future, being your wife will be really pleasant."

"This is a major event in life, you should take it seriously."

The smile on Fang Cenxi's face faded, and he raised his eyes suddenly: "The third master asked me these words, did he forget that he is not married yet?"

Pei Gong was startled, but was immediately speechless when asked.

Seeing Fang Cenxi walking straight forward, Pei Gong hastily chased after him.

"Hey, I'm asking the truth." Pei Gong hesitated to speak, but finally looked at him and asked carefully, "What kind of girl do you like?"

After saying that, he made a special trip to add a sentence as if he was afraid of being seen something: "I will help you find someone."

Fang Cenxi flicked his sleeves: "Don't bother the third master."

"Cen Xi still has tasks to settle down, so he can't take care of these."

Pei Gong was silent, and put his arm around Fang Cenxi's shoulder without saying hello: "That's not what I meant."

"I'm also annoyed by the pressure to get married all day at home."

Pei Gong laughed, how could he have forgotten that he was really unworthy of temper in front of Fang Cenxi.

In fact, he wanted to ask more, is there such a possibility——

None of them marry wives, but they all have people who can stay with them for a lifetime.

But when it came to his mouth, Pei Gong still didn't ask.

He was afraid that one mistake would cause eternal hatred, and the two of them would be completely strangers from now on.

"You are too difficult to deal with." Pei Gong slandered secretly, and thought hard for a moment, and could only curl his lips and said: "I mean, we are also people who have gone through life and death together, so don't always be so alien."

"You always have to be called the third master, the third master, it sounds unfamiliar."

Fang Cenxi lowered his eyes slightly, and calmly removed Pei Gong's invisible hand from his shoulder, still not saying a word.

Pei Gong was so suffocated that he had nothing to say, so he had no choice but to say to himself: "Pei Jianrang, my name is Jianrang."

"Where is Master Xiaofang?"

Fang Cenxi froze slightly, then lightly raised his eyes, and said expressionlessly, "I don't have a sign."

Pei Gong clicked his tongue, and then looked at Fang Cenxi with great interest: "No way?"

In Pei Gong's eyes, the sour literati who read books are the people who love to read calligraphy.

"People say that I, Pei Jiaerlang, are arty. How dare I have been said for so many years?"

After all, father Liang Guogong made the decision at the time, and gave the younger generations of the Pei family a name, which made a few Tong family laugh.

The idiom "arty and elegant" has been engraved on the young Pei Gong's mind since then, and it will never be forgotten.

Why is it that there are really some scholars who can't afford to write in the end?

Fang Cenxi had a full view of Pei Gong's astonishment, and his eyes were as gentle as before: "It's not surprising."

"Biaozi is just a title, and it doesn't have to be."

"No." Pei Gong grabbed Fang Cenxi's cuff, and asked in a serious manner, "I gave you the name of the watch, so you have to bring something back, right?"

"It's okay if you don't have a word, then you can whisper it, did you pee on the bed when you were a child?"

Fang Cenxi: "..."

"Never."

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Pei Gong stood in front of Fang Cenxi: "You really don't have a sign? Are you lying to me?"

Fang Cenxi still cherished words like gold: "No."

Pei Gong clicked his tongue: "Then what do your parents and relatives call you? Isn't it awkward to call you by your first name?"

Fang Cenxi lowered his eyes lightly: "My parents and relatives have passed away in the early years, and I have no brothers or sisters."

Pei Gong was dumbfounded.

He realized that he seemed to be involved in a somewhat bad topic, and he couldn't help but gasped, only feeling that he had a toothache.

Seeing this, Fang Cenxi didn't mind much, instead he said calmly: "If the third master doesn't mind, just call him Cen Xi."

"In our Jianzhou, some people would call it that."

"Jianzhou..." Pei Gong remembered that Fang Cenxi was a native of Jianzhou, but as a native of Shuntian, he really didn't know much about Jianzhou, so he could only stare at the white mist at the corner of his mouth due to the cold weather.

"It's very cold now, and I don't even have breakfast in this place where birds don't lay eggs."

"When you were in Jianzhou, what did you like to eat?"

Fang Cenxi responded softly: "Peanut soup, Taipingyan."

"There is a family building outside the government office of Jianzhou. Taipingyan is the best. There is also a couple in the alley of Sanfang Lane. There is a couple selling peanut soup for only two yuan..."

Fang Cenxi's words were half-finished, and then stopped abruptly.

How could he have forgotten at that moment just now that those people and things that were originally lively and beautiful have already been painted with blood and no longer exist.

The things he talked about with Pei Gong caught off guard and tore apart the most unbearable memories.

Seeing this, Pei Gong only thought that Fang Cenxi was homesick, so he was speechless.

He generously comforted him and said, "It's okay, there will definitely be a chance to build a state in the future."

Pei Gong remembered that Fang Cenxi was born in Tianhua in 31, two years younger than him.It's just that he never thought at that time that Fang Cenxi would be alone and wandering in the world.

Although he was raised by his parents and two elder brothers, he also knew that it was not easy to be alone.

Pei Gong carefully looked at Fang Cenxi's expression.

"You take me as your own brother..." He said that he seemed to be consciously taking advantage of Mr. Xiaofang, so he added a word in a deep voice, "...men."

"If people from Dali Temple do those disgusting things again, just come and tell me."

My brother can't do it.

Dude is never too much.

Fang Cenxi was noncommittal, just bent his lips and smiled lightly.

Maybe there is still a chance to return to Jianzhou.

But he no longer had a home that could accommodate him.

He thought for a moment without haste, and completely abandoned the topic of "Jianzhou".

"The Temple of Impermanence is strange, now it's dawn, why don't we go and see it again."

"And the Dharma and the village chief we mentioned last night, I think we still need to meet them."

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The two walked another two miles, and saw that the ancestral hall was as expected, empty.

They then asked where the village head of Qingheqiao Village lived, and left Fang Cenxi to knock on the door alone.

Seeing a man in his 50s or [-]s come to open the door, Fang Cenxi cupped his hands and said slowly, "Old man, I passed by here on my way to visit relatives in the middle of Beijing. Come drink?"

Seeing that he was indeed a frail scholar, the village chief allowed him to wait for a while and brought him a large cup of hot water.

Fang Cenxi thanked him again and again, and then borrowed that he had a neighbor, and wanted to propose marriage to Jiang Sanqiaoer, a distant relative in Heqiao Village, and asked where Jiang's family lived in Heqiao Village.

"Sanqiaoer? She has already gone to Beijing."

Fang Cenxi raised his eyes: "Where is it in Beijing? Does the old man know?"

Fang Cenxi was sure that the village chief had a close relationship with that "great virtue", and that Jiang Sanqiaoer who was sent away also had something to do with them.

Unexpectedly, the village head is very experienced, he has a strict mouth, and he doesn't reveal a little bit of information easily, just shaking his head again and again.

"I don't know, but if they have entered the capital, they must marry a wealthy person in the city. Why would they want to propose marriage to her?"

"Lang Jun doesn't have to go to Jiang's house, let your distant relative stop thinking about it."

Fang Cenxi saw that he couldn't find anything to ask, so he didn't bother anymore, instead he said goodbye and went out.

Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, Pei Gong, who was leaning against the tree, suddenly stopped him, and threw a kit into his hand.

The brocade pouch was brightly colored, made of high-quality cloud satin, the tentacles were smooth, the color was excellent, and there were three small characters Yuhuaxuan embroidered on the side.The brocade bag is decorated with beads, which is light and fragrant, not like anything in the country.

Fang Cenxi raised his eyes in doubt and asked, "Where did you come from?"

"While you were talking to the village chief, I dug into the house from the backyard to look for it."

Ever since Pei Gong saw the village chief open the door from a distance, he had been suspicious in his heart.

The courtyard is not big, but there is a piece of Taihu stone that rich people like to decorate the courtyard.

Although stones are not considered expensive, they can be transported to villages outside the capital, but they require a lot of money.

What's more, the stone is really out of harmony in the courtyard.I think it is more "arty" than the Pei family's calligraphy.

Pei Gong then said again: "His house is not big, but there are no less than a dozen identical kits, some of which are empty, some of which are packed with copper plates and silver ingots, and one of which is packed with gold clasps."

Fang Cenxi listened, and couldn't help laughing: "The third master is also a hundred households of Jinyiwei, when did he learn the kung fu of climbing over the wall and being a gentleman?"

"Didn't you say that? Are there different ways to handle a case?" Pei Gong sneered, "I'm learning and applying it flexibly."

"What's more, this Yuhuaxuan is a famous gold-selling cave in Nancheng."

As a well-known "dandy" in the capital, Pei Gong used to have friends who "try everywhere".Speaking of where to spend money, he really couldn't be more familiar with it.

Stepping into a familiar area, Pei Gong couldn't help teasing: "Which person have you ever seen having fun in a brothel and still get money from the brothel?"

Who in this world doesn't know that brothels are places that cannibalize people and don't spit out their bones. Who can accept the money from brothels?

Fang Cenxi subconsciously clenched the kit in his hand.

He probably knows.

The Jiang Sanqiaoer who was mentioned last night may not have been sent to another place.

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Master Xiaofang: You were the one who said you wanted to be my brother, don't regret it~