Changfeng Forced Landing Speed

! ! ! "What is the author's forced explanation! It's just a bastard who looked at the word count record and made it up. He actually borrowed the characteristics of Xinba time and time again to count the words, which is too much!

Here, the conversation between Sakata Gintoki and Xi Chunyu is still going on as if no one else is around.

"If you want Miss's phone number, you can avoid talking about this kind of thing." I always believe that the most thorough refusal is a refusal without any reason.

He scratched the messy natural curls on the back of his head again, but Boss Sakata's expression was not completely disappointed, he just replied very easily: "Oh, that's fine. I just want to ask, if the commission is completed, is it possible for you to Miss Jia, would you like to see us?"

"For this kind of thing, please complete the entrustment first." I stood up while talking, "It seems that there is nothing left, so I will leave."

I got up early and ran here just to answer a few unnutritious questions.Although I feel very sorry in my heart, this is normal. Our servants are there to solve these trivial matters for the master's family that should not bother them.I was prepared for the fact that Wanshiwu would not be able to crack the secret of the treasure map soon, but the boss of Wanshiwu asked bluntly what the treasure hidden in the treasure map was, but I couldn't give an answer.

The painting was drawn entirely by the young lady from memory.I looked at her, and she drew this picture very quickly, almost without thinking, without any reference. "Please ask Gintoki Sakata of Master House in Kabukicho to decipher this picture." The lady said to me, but she had not conducted any special investigation on Master House before.

Regarding the entrustment of this treasure map, in my opinion, it is a completely unreasonable thing.

Since it wasn't the rice grain that Miss first used for cover, then what could it be?

I thought hard, and before I knew it, I had arrived at the door of my house. What I didn't expect was that there was someone standing outside the door waiting for me early.

"Are you Xi Chunyu, the housekeeper of the Qingkong family?" He asked eagerly.

This is a tall man, in his prime, dressed in a sophisticated new-style suit, with a refined face.Of course, I don't know him.As soon as he saw me, he took a few steps towards me with long legs, so I didn't have time to look him up and down.

I nodded in silence to show respect, and asked respectfully and politely, "Who are you?"

He chuckled a bit embarrassedly, but he didn't look embarrassed. He stepped back half a step, and then his short, well-trimmed chestnut hair shook gently and calmly in the sun.

"I will set up Le Fang as the master."

The name sounds a little familiar.

I looked him up and down unobtrusively.Exquisite black leather shoes, a simple striped high-end ready-to-wear suit, and a thin golden chain decoration hanging from the collar of the white shirt lining, his clothes are obviously noble everywhere.In the man's left hand is a cane with vertical lines. Along the pampered white wide palm, I can vaguely see the silver watch on his left wrist, which is a Seiko from Chenluo.

"I've heard of you for a long time." I immediately threw away the doubts from Wanshiwu, and started to search for the name "Shitara Fangzuo", "I don't know why you are visiting this time?"

Mr. Shile smiled, and a little smile on his bookish and decent face made people feel very friendly.Probably because he came from a noble background and rarely interacted with others. His smile gave me a shy and familiar feeling.The thick chestnut hair on his forehead casts shadows on his already deep eye sockets. Mr. Shitara's skin is very fair, and his face is soft. When he smiles, it is easy to think of mellow milk tea.Although it is a bit strange to use this to describe a man.

"I want to visit your eldest lady." His voice was as smooth as the milk tea I just thought of.

I remember that the young lady went out early this morning, and it seemed that she had a temporary appointment for tea.

"I'm sorry, unfortunately the lady is out at this time." I explained to him with some reservations, "She didn't say when she would come back when she went out, if you need to find my lady urgently, please leave her contact information first. When Miss comes back later, I will tell you."

A look of relief flashed across his face.This slender man is probably taller than me. I looked at him from a slightly elevated angle. There was still a smile on his handsome and broad face, which was very attractive.

"It seems that we have to do this first."

He left his contact information and left in a hurry.

"Xi Chunyu... Xi Chunyu... Come here quickly!"

I didn't expect that Ai Qiufeng, the poet of our family, was hiding behind the door and watching me. As soon as he saw the man walking away, he immediately beckoned me to go in.

As soon as I entered the entrance, he asked me impatiently: "What did he say?"

Glancing at him with raised eyebrows, I said slowly, "It's rare! When did our great poet start caring about men in this world?"

"What do you know..." He grabbed my hand that was still taking off my shoes, and he was so self-consciously gawked by the glare I threw away, he could only ask in a disguised way: "Do you remember what I said last night? The person who came to find Miss?"

"It's him?"

Visiting late at night?It should be an incredible thing for such a sophisticated-looking person.And I still haven't figured out what Shitara Yoshisaku is doing.

I suddenly stared at Ai Qiufeng's secretive expression.Of course I know that his seniority in this family is older than mine, so he should know something.

"Hmm." He confirmed that Shitara Yoshisaku was the person who came to visit unexpectedly last night, but he seemed too afraid to say anything more to me. From his expression, I could guess that he didn't tell Miss about this person yesterday. Been late.If Shi Le is the young master's friend, obviously it can't cause the expression of mourning Qiufeng, then it can only be the young lady's old friend.

I pretended to be nonchalant and answered: "What are you afraid of... I know, he used to be with Miss..."

"You know it all!" Ai Qiufeng screamed, his body seemed to be shaking violently, "Miss told you? Did the lady tell you what to do?"

Scared.

I watched the expression on Ai Qiufeng's face without hesitation, and suddenly thought of the phone call from last night.

After receiving the call, we went to Yoshihara. Although the person's condition was not optimistic, it was obviously not worth the miss's gaffe.The only possibility is that the lady knew in advance that this Mr. Shile would visit last night.And she was trying to avoid this Mr. Shile, even the tea party that was temporarily arranged this morning.

I suddenly thought of the identity of Mr. Shile, to be precise, the identity of Mr. Shile's family.One of the elders of his father's generation must be Shira Chikawa, who used to serve in the high-level military, and it is very likely that Shitara Yoshisaku is the son of Shitara Chikawa.

From the point of view of origin, they are probably equally noble. Although the Shitura family and the Qingkong family have never had any contacts, it is not impossible for the young lady to know this Shilefang.

So who called last night?

I looked at the neurotic Ai Qiufeng again, and Yoshihara's gentle face that seemed to be able to accommodate everything appeared in my mind again.

[-]. Life is like a bath drenched in blood

do you know?Even if I look around and talk about him, I also watch you.

Near noon, the miss came back with the young master.She seemed to have expected that Mr. Shitara would come and not stay for too long, and she was very calm after listening to my report.

On the contrary, I was surprised that the young master would come back with the young lady.It can be seen that the young master's complexion is not very good, he seems to be holding back his anger.After lunch as usual, the young master went out again. The young lady wanted to stop him, but she only said one sentence.

Because there is no itinerary for this afternoon, the lady left this sunny and leisurely afternoon for indoor painting.The young lady doesn't like sketching outdoors, she always stays in her own studio, where the independent and quiet environment allows her to relax her brows.

After setting up the painting utensils, I just remembered to ask the lady how to respond to Mr. Shitara.In fact, I have never dared to forget such a problem, but only now is the best time.

The young lady had just sat on the high stool she liked, her slightly staggered legs were slender and slender.

I put down the re-fixed easel, and asked tentatively: "Miss, I will start preparing afternoon tea for you as soon as the dining room is cleaned up. If there is no special need, today's afternoon tea will still follow the daily menu. But before that , do I need to contact Mr. Shile Fangzuo for you first?"

The young lady didn't seem to hear, she took off the gray cloth and looked at the finished work.Because of the matter of raising rice grains, I contacted the lady of the Takeuchi family, and the lady promised her to draw a portrait.I still remember the woman with golden curly hair, she has a reputation of being a man and woman outside, and she showed a strong interest in my young master during that portrait.Ms. Takeuchi showing her body in the portrait almost perfectly reproduces the appearance of that afternoon. The dark furniture makes the white body present a natural silent speech. The hint and provocation in the painting are exactly the expression of Ms. Takeuchi at that time .

"No need, I don't want to see him." Just when I thought Miss really didn't hear, she said suddenly.Rourou's voice didn't sound like she cared much, but it was rare for the young lady to directly reject someone willfully.

She was still smiling, looking at the painting with satisfaction.I remember that it was Miss Takeuchi's body portrait, which had already been completed, but the lady said that it hadn't been done yet.Perhaps it was so, and the young lady took up the paintbrush again.

"I don't know when this painting will be finished?" I admit that I can't restrain my curiosity again, but as long as I want to know, the lady will not hide it from me