I'm afraid you'll be widowed

Huanhuan on the side was completely stunned.

She couldn't help but start counting with her fingers.

One hundred silver coins is one tael, and ten taels is one tael.

Two taels of rent, that would be a full two thousand Wen.

This money is enough for their mother and daughter to spend more than half a year, and they have to wash dozens or hundreds of clothes before they can earn it back.

It is enough to buy three stones of japonica rice and dozens of catties of pork. If you take it to the alley to buy hot and fragrant meat pies that are just out of the pan, the outside is burnt and the inside is tender, the stall owner may not be able to finish it after a whole day.

Huanhuan subconsciously opened her mouth in surprise.

The third master was really exhausted, and even the rent would be miscalculated.

With such an expensive rent, who would live in Tianshui Lane?

The Tianshui Lane houses are old, the brick roads have been in disrepair for a long time, and the potholes are muddy.

Those who are still willing to live in this place probably see its only saving grace, which is the cheap land.

If you rent a house on January [-], you can rent a courtyard beside the most prosperous Gulou Street in the north of the city.

The streets there are bustling and the environment is elegant.There are many high-ranking officials and dignitaries who come and go. Compared with Tianshui Lane, there is a world of difference.

Huanhuan seemed to want to say something, but Fang Cenxi didn't hesitate, and quickly led Huanhuan out the door.

Huanhuan puffed his mouth, and finally noticed the slightest abnormality.

Between the third master and Brother Xiaofang, it seems a little weird today.

She was in this tense atmosphere, so she couldn't help looking at Fang Cenxi with some worry.

Fang Cenxi's eyes were pale green, although he looked exhausted, he still patiently curled up his lips at this moment, and said with a soft smile: "Huanhuan, I still have something to say, I want to talk to the third master alone."

"Be obedient, go back early, don't let your mother worry."

Huanhuan heard the words, turned her head and ran away obediently.

Fang Cenxi watched Huanhuan's back turn around the corner of the alley, and the smile on his face disappeared in an instant.

He lowered his eyes lightly, turned back to the room without making a sound, as if completely ignoring Pei Gong.

His voice was faint, and no emotion could be heard: "I will give you the rent, but only at the original price."

"You know exactly how much my salary is."

Pei Gong sneered: "Don't make a mistake, this yard belongs to me, and I have the final say on the rent, two or two a month, you don't have the right to bargain."

When he spoke, he kept staring at Fang Cenxi, and there was obvious teasing in his voice: "Before, he was trying to deceive others, so don't you pretend to be me now?"

"How can a dignified co-leader of the Thirteenth Division really be short of money?"

"Aren't the ivory you play with on weekdays carved from the heart of the sun? Just a few dozen taels of rent a year, is it not a drop in the bucket for you?"

The corners of Fang Cenxi's lips were misty, and the expression in his eyes was gloomy: "If you don't have it, you don't have it."

"The third master's yard is expensive, and Fang can't afford it. I'll just move it out."

Pei Gong lowered his brows slightly, without any explanation, he grabbed Fang Cenxi's wrist and pressed him heavily against the wall.

Fang Cenxi frowned almost imperceptibly, under the layered collar, the bruises from being pinched by Pei Gong last night were faintly exposed.

Fang Cenxi's complexion was fair, with thin skin and tender flesh. Those few fingerprints landed on his neck, deep purple with blood red, not only looked particularly conspicuous, but also very frightening.

Looking at the fingerprints, Pei Gong couldn't help but lost his mind.

The mark was extremely deep, presumably he pinched it hard.

Pei Gong knew his own strength, and he also knew that Fang Cenxi must be in pain if he pinched her.

On Fang Cenxi's calm face, traces of impatience finally appeared up to this point.

"Let go."

He didn't like Pei Gong always making moves, but every time Pei Gong made moves, he was the most helpless.

The Fang family are all born to study, and they are not as talented as the Pei family when it comes to rough play.

Pei Gong was brought back to his senses by this faint reprimand.

He glanced condescendingly into Fang Cenxi's eyes: "Move away?"

"What do you think this is? Can you come and go whenever you want?"

There was a rascally smile in the corner of Pei Gong's eyes: "Fang Cenxi, I'll buy wherever you move."

"Master Xie Ling has a lot of skills. At worst, he will jump into the Lu River and feign death once for others to see. There is no need to waste money by renting a yard."

Fang Cenxi raised his eyes, and met Pei Gong's difficult gaze.

He said coldly, "What else do you want to do?"

"Don't go too far."

Pei Gong said, "Excessive? Don't you want to play a good person? I'll play with you to the end."

"It's not that you haven't done anything excessive, so why don't you allow me to do it?"

Faced with this questioning, Fang Cenxi simply leaned against the wall, smashed the pot and said, "I want money, but I don't have it. I'm waiting for you anytime."

"The world is so big, how can there be no place for Fang Mou?"

"Since the third master insists on embarrassing me, I will stay overnight in the Yamen of Dali Temple. You can sue the emperor and buy Dali Temple as well."

……

Pei Gong laughed angrily.

"Succeed, Master Xiao Fang is eloquent, but he is still the same." He had nothing to do with Fang Cenxi, so he let go of his hands heavily.

Fang Cenxi didn't even talk back, he just picked up Bailanghua and gave Pei Gong a blank look.

"Thank you, Third Master, for caring about Bailanghua."

"I calculate the money according to the day, and pay the rent together."

Hearing these words, Pei Gong was really in no mood to argue with Fang Cenxi.

He bought the yard and got the white waves, why is it for money?

Pei Gong couldn't help but let out a few sneers: "Fang Cenxi, we are loyal to our own masters and handle our own errands."

He turned around and led the horse on his own, with his back to Fang Cenxi.

"If there really comes a day when you are in my hands, don't blame me for being unreasonable."

"I don't care what Jianzhou orphans you are, the leader of the Internal Guard Association. I only know that a weak rabbit like you can break his neck with a light pinch."

Hearing this threat, Fang Cenxi just bent his lips and chuckled: "The third master thinks that I'm afraid of death?"

Pei Gong also said with cold eyes: "Yes, you have entered the Thirteenth Division, power, fame and wealth are not rare, so what is a life?"

"Being with a group of dog bastards who kill Zhongliang, this is your own choice. You want to make me unhappy, and then none of us will want to be happy in the future."

After saying that, he didn't wait for Fang Cenxi to say more, he directly led Ma Yang and left.

After leaving the alley, Pei Gong couldn't help laughing at himself.

Even if they can still stand face to face, the feud between the Thirteenth Division and Duke Liang's mansion will eventually separate the majestic and rough mountains and the surging rivers and seas between them.

Pei Gong thought that he was very lucky to meet such a confidant who is very few in this world.

But until now, he suddenly realized that he was wrong.

He didn't know if he was wrong from the beginning.

Is it true that there is a set of subtle rules and regulations in this world, and the so-called justice can only be relegated to the most inconspicuous corner in the world.

But there is one thing that he knows very clearly.

Even if Fang Cenxi is not dead now, the missing piece in his heart will probably never be made up again.

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Beizhili Baodi Mansion is hundreds of miles away from Beijing.

Pei Gong is now fully committed to his errands, and as soon as he accepted his order, he went to the Zhenfusi Yamen to count the number of people.

Eldest brother Pei Xuan helped him pack a lot, and elder sister Gu Shi also helped him pack his luggage, for fear that he might not bring something and make the journey more inconvenient.

There are still a few days before the Lantern Festival, but Pei Gong can't reunite with his family, so he can only eat a bowl of glutinous rice balls prepared by the house in advance.

Mrs. Liang Guogong was very worried about her son, and it took a long time to persuade Pei Gong to listen to Gu's advice and rest.

He wants to set off with Dai Yue early in the morning.

Take a rest earlier so that you don't lose energy when walking.

Although the ninth day of the cold winter season has arrived in the second half, but at ten o'clock in the morning, the streets are still icy and cold.

Even the old father Liang Guogong, who beat Pei Gong half to death before, woke up early in the morning for an unprecedented time, forced to smile and stand in the crowd to see him off.

The old man walked up to Pei Gong silently, but he didn't have endless words like Mrs. Liang Guogong.

He straightened Pei Gong's collar, and tugged at the sleeves.

Liang Guogong's gaze fell on Pei Gong's body without any hesitation.

Probably because he was looking energetic, straight and heroic, and finally no longer as loose as before, and took on a bit of Pei Jiaerlang's appearance, he finally showed a rare smile at Pei Gong.

"Go."

"Go early and return early, don't forget to send a message to the mansion."

Pei Gong nodded, turned and got on his horse.

Facing the twilight morning light, with heavy expectations on his back, he reined in his horse and headed for Beizhen Fusi Juechen.

Chuyang slowly poured towards the huge Shuntian City.

A "buzz" bell rang, shaking and spreading throughout the city.

At this time on weekdays, the curfew will be lifted, and the city gate will be slowly opened.

Today is the New Year's Eve, and there is no curfew.

Therefore, Pei Gong led his people and waited in front of the city gate early in the morning. Now that the city gate opened, several people reined in their horses first.

Beizhili Baodi Mansion is hundreds of miles away, even if a few people run non-stop, it is enough for them to rush until night falls.

Pei Gong didn't delay at all, and the banner officials Baihu under him didn't dare to delay either.

Pei Gong vaguely felt that someone was trying to succeed, but he didn't bother to spend time worrying about it, he just wanted to reach Beizhili first, and then make other plans.

A group of people rushed until noon, and even the accompanying Baihu Banner Officers also noticed something unusual.

"Master Qianhu."

"We seem to be following someone behind us."

"When we are fast, he is also fast. If we slow down, he will follow from a distance."

"No hurry." Pei Gong snorted lightly, and trotted all the way, "Although we are traveling lightly and going out of the city in modest clothes, we did not lose our identity as Jin Yiwei."

"But after all, we are strong and strong, and those who block the way and rob, will not be so blind."

"What does Lord Qianhu mean?" Pei Gong's Jin Yiwei couldn't help but wonder.

"He dared to follow blatantly, but didn't do anything else, presumably he had other plans."

"To arrest him at this time, not only will there be nowhere to place him, but it will also scare the snake and waste time."

"If you want to catch the big ones, just ask everyone to pretend they didn't see it."

"If he really followed us all the way to Beizhili. Then you send someone to hunt him down, catch a turtle in a urn, and give me a pot of peace for the people behind him."

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Pei Gou: What?No money?Then use your body to pay back (doge)

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