I'm afraid you'll be widowed

Pei Gong said it lightly on the face, but there was a bit of obvious domineering in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Fang Cenxi only thought for a while, then smiled at Pei Gong and simply agreed to the matter.

The two walked up to Xiao Er who was smiling at the door of the restaurant, one after the other.

"Two guest officers, please come inside." Xiaoer looked at the clothes, only felt that they were either rich or expensive, and busy and courteously ushered people in.

The livelihood of the people in Xianghai County is in decline, and there are naturally very few customers in the restaurant.

The four sets of tables and chairs in the lobby of the restaurant have probably been used for many years, with oily and shiny old stains.

Seeing this, Pei Gong couldn't help feeling a secret disgust in his heart.

If it was in the past, no matter what, he would never be willing to enter such a place to condescend.

It's just that today is different from the past, Pei Gong, who has spent the whole night in the dirty and smelly county government prison, is inevitably empty, and barely understands the meaning of the word "just enough".

So a certain Mr. Pei gave up his usual rich clothes and fine food, and silently walked into this unknown small restaurant in Xianghai Town and sat down.

He looked around the entire lobby of the restaurant, making sure that the tail following them hadn't followed into the store, and then he was completely relieved.

But for unknown reasons, the entire lobby of the restaurant seemed not very bright.Pei Gong looked at that, so his sight finally fell to the door facing the light inexplicably.

At that time, Fang Cenxi was standing in front of the door, slowly and carefully explaining the matter to the waiter in the shop, his conversation was calm and modest, not at all different from the harsh words he had faced the magistrate of the catfish head a few quarters of an hour ago.

Fang Cenxi was still wearing Pei Gong's cloak, and his face was wrapped in the gray and white fox fur, which inexplicably made his skin look like porcelain, delicate and fair.

His phoenix eyes are light, the bridge of his nose is straight, and there is a just right smile on his thin lips, worthy of a gentleman, as gentle as jade.

There was no doubt that he was a very handsome man.

Pei Gong couldn't help feeling a little dazed, for a moment he didn't know how to describe the feeling that suddenly came to his heart.

He just felt as if he suddenly entered the night when the bright moon was in the sky, and a round of bright moon naturally cast bunches of lustrous light on the dark night.

It turns out that men can really be modest and refined, not all of them are like the ones he has seen before, they only pretend to be noble in a grandiose manner.

It turns out that there are really men who can be as empty as a valley, as bright as a jade tree before the wind.

"Mr. Lao has been waiting for a long time." Fang Cenxi took advantage of Pei Gong's gap, slowly walked to him, carefully rolled up the cloak and sat down, even the cautious appearance was pretty, but it seemed that he was afraid of dirtying Pei Gong. clothes.

For some reason, the moment Pei Gong met his gaze, he was inexplicably flustered for an extra moment, and hastily belatedly said "um" to cover up his emotions.

Whether Fang Cenxi was looking at the beggar from yesterday or the waiter in front of him, when he looked at them, there was an obvious approachability and kindness between his eyebrows and eyes, and he never thought he was superior to others.

Studying hard and suffering, once in high school he became an official and master, and since then when he looks at others, he seems to have a condescending condescension to all sentient beings.But for those belonging to high-ranking officials and nobles, very few people will think that they have something called "strength of character".

"Lord Xiao Fang, you went out last night..." Pei Gong regained his composure, and quickly asked Fang Cenxi why he was so late last night.

Fang Cenxi looked sideways, and slowly raised his eyebrows towards Pei Gong.

He smiled lightly, his thin lips slightly curled up, and was about to speak when he saw the figure of the waiter in the shop suddenly stepping forward.

Xiao Er stood on the side of the table and put the plates on the tray straight down.

"Two, here comes the food."

"Qi, please use it slowly."

Pei Gong glanced at the table, only his face was full of doubts, and then he couldn't take his eyes off the table.

I saw that the porcelain plate placed in the middle of the table was considered exquisite, but the four fried buns in the porcelain plate were somewhat lacking in appearance.

And the skin of the steamed stuffed bun is even thicker, and after being fried, the oil is even more sticky and greasy on it.

The bottom of the pan-fried buns was obviously improperly preserved after being out of the pan. The crispy pan-fried buns were pressed back to moisture by the hot water vapor, and now they were sticking to the plate limply.

A few wilted green onions and sesame seeds were left to garnish it, obviously it was made in the morning, and it was put back on the table at this moment, it could be called a shabby meal that Pei Gong had never been invited to in his life.

Even though Pei Gong had already given up the last limit of "not eating onions, ginger and garlic", he still felt unbearable when he saw this.

He stared at the two pan-fried buns on the table for a while, and finally turned his suspicious eyes to Fang Cenxi's face.

……

"Mr. Pei, you're welcome." Fang Cenxi smiled and made a "please" gesture.

Pei Gong sneered silently, and was not in a hurry to hold up his chopsticks, but rested his chin in boredom: "Is this how Fang Ganqing usually invites people to dinner like this?"

"It's really frugal, it really opened Pei Gong's eyes."

Fang Cenxi sighed softly, and sincerely took out his empty purse: "Third Lord, since you have arrived in Xianghai, you should really descend to the earth, and look at the suffering of the people."

"Heaven will send a great mission, and only by starving his body and skin can he remember bitterness and think sweetness."

As he spoke, he still did not forget to carefully turn the money bag upside down: "Mr. Pei asked Fang why he did not come back last night. I am ashamed to say it, but because I saw four or five beggars who were not very old. It hurts to cringe at the side of the road."

"That's why Fang gave them money one by one to help them eat and winter clothes. This is how they are shy in their pockets, so they can only wrong the third master first."

The corner of Pei Gong's mouth twitched slightly, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should be angry or laugh.

It wasn't until now that he finally realized that Fang Cenxi was indeed a gentle, gentle, and unsullied exiled immortal, a male Bodhisattva who saved the people of Xianghai County from suffering.

But it was Pei Gong's turn to take advantage of Fang Cenxi, so he probably would have to do it in his next life.

Fang Cenxi explained in a slow voice: "Eating these four pan-fried buns simply isn't without its benefits."

"In case the fried rice doesn't suit our taste, we won't lose too much. When the third master comes to Xianghai in the future, at least he knows what to expect and won't spend more money."

"That means I have to thank you?" Pei Gong laughed out of anger.

Fang Cenxi's eyes drooped slightly, as if he didn't understand the meaning of Pei Gong's words, but he said politely: "Third Master doesn't want to stay in the county yamen for food and lodging, but also intends to investigate the case, so why be so polite?"

When Pei Gong heard about the case investigation, he suddenly couldn't care less about getting angry, and just lowered his brows to himself.

He moved closer to Fang Cenxi, so close that he seemed to smell the faint scent of ink on his body before he stopped.

"Yesterday in the prison, I found that all the gold and silver blacksmiths in Xianghai were imprisoned."

"Xianghai yamen servants pretended to be high-ranking officials and disregarded human lives. I'm afraid it wasn't once or twice. There must be more than the connivance of the county magistrate surnamed Yu behind this."

"They said that the official silver was replaced by hydration gold, and the hydration gold melted when it met water, so the illusion of official silver loss appeared."

Fang Cenxi's eyes flickered: "Hydration gold?"

"That's right. In my opinion, I'm afraid it's because they compiled such a name. It's true that they need to find craftsmen as scapegoats."

Pei Gong's face was solemn, and he confessed all doubts and discoveries to Fang Cen Xi, and by the way, unreservedly criticized Xianghai's officials.

However, after some impassioned speeches, Pei Gong did not get the expected approval, he couldn't help turning his eyes, and saw that Fang Cenxi's eyes didn't seem to be focused on his face, but instead looked at the buns very seriously.

Pei Gong was slightly dumb, so he could only cough lightly, and forcibly took Fang Cenxi's gaze away from the plate of fried buns.

Unexpectedly, Fang Cenxi only glanced at it lightly, and soon looked at the plate of fried rice.

"Oh, the third master is not used to eating anyway." Fang Cenxi snatched all the buns away, with a smile on his face, "Then don't waste it."

Pei Gong: "..."

He suppressed his emotions and threw two coins on the table.

The silver carcass rolled over several times and fell into the little second hand guarding the table.

Pei Gong ordered without hesitation: "Mix lotus slices, stir-fry amaranth, stewed gluten stuffed meat, Poria cocos flower carving drunken chicken."

"Boil the pot with jade ice again, take two wine glasses, and eat as much as you can."

I'm afraid it's because no one has eaten such a "big banquet" for some days, Xiao Er couldn't help being taken aback, and the response was a bit louder than before, and hurriedly raised his face and ran to the back kitchen.

After sending away the nimble little second, Fang Cenxi nodded and took a sip of the hot water in front of him.

"How can I let the third master spend money?" The corners of his eyes were in a daze, and his smile was a little bit more than before. "Thank you, the third master."

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County government.

The servant girl carefully pressed and ground the frozen borneol into powder in the filigree incense burner, and then lightly lit it.

The familiar fragrance slowly spread out, and after a while, Xiang Haiyu, the county magistrate, strode back to the room.

The county magistrate who had been waiting for a long time hurriedly smiled twice, and handed the new tea into the hands of the fat catfish-like county magistrate: "Xianzun, the fragrance is a little weaker today, this is a new tea sent to honor you, only to go You can taste the sparrow tongue that is only offered in the palace."

The tea boats on the tray are made of enamel, brilliant and colorful, and extremely gorgeous. The teacups are blue and green, calm and restrained, and it can be seen at a glance that this thing is of great value.

Seeing that the county magistrate took over the tea boat in a normal way, the county magistrate had a worried look on his face: "The two visitors from the capital are not friendly at the moment, and they are not as easy to deal with as the ones from the capital."

"If they really find out something and take that secret out of Xianghai, wouldn't it be..."

"How can we handle this?"

Yu Zirong, magistrate of Fathead Catfish, picked up the tea boat and slowly lifted the lid of the tea bowl twice, with a calm expression on his face.

"Two people scare you out of courage?"

While speaking, he blew twice on the clear and fragrant tea in the cup, and waited until he could take a sip of the tea before slowly setting down the tea boat on his own.

"But just two people, what kind of climate can it be?"

It's not that no one has ever been to Beijing, they were all found without clues before, and finally returned to the capital in a peaceful manner.

But now there are only two young people who are not deeply involved in the world, a seventh-rank Dali Temple judge, and a pampered young master of the Duke's Mansion, can they really find official bankers?

County magistrate Yu Zirong couldn't help but grinned a little creepy: "If they really see something they shouldn't see, then they can only blame their bad lives."

"That kind of thing happened in Liang Guogong's mansion. Although the tall buildings are crumbling, we still have to keep a little face."

"The one from the Pei family can't be moved, and the remaining seven-rank low-level Dali Temple judges, can we still not move?"

The county magistrate rolled his eyes, as if he understood the meaning of Yu Zirong, the county magistrate: "You want to..."

Yu Zirong laughed out loud: "You still don't understand?"

"You didn't notice that those two from Beijing are at odds with each other. The pampered young masters are all fools. They are aggressive and have no brains. They must come to Xianghai to be gilded."

"We eat, drink and entertain, how can he have the mind to investigate the case? I'm afraid he just wants to deal with it and go back to Beijing to reunite with his family early. If this kind of person cheats casually, can he not be stunned?"

"Instead of letting the two of them deal with us, why not use that Pei family boy as a gun and let them fight to the death in the den."

The county magistrate suddenly smiled and said, "The county magistrate is indeed wise and witty."

"There will always be people who die young, and there's no way around that."

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An enthusiastic person named Pei who did not want to be named: Are you sure?He is easier to deal with than me? ? ?