In the sixth year of Tianbao, the fourteenth day of the first month.

Chang'an City, Wannian County, Shengpingfang.

The morning light at dawn gently shines on the bricks and whitewashed walls of Du's house, making it appear quiet and peaceful.

Du Wulang stretched himself and walked through the corridor, hoping that this long day would pass quickly and night would come soon.

Because once Zishi is over, it is the Lantern Festival, and Chang'an City does not have a curfew for three days in a row, and the city is filled with lanterns...

In the main room, Lu Fengniang got up and couldn't wait to raise the window and look out.

The snow has stopped since the third day of the Lunar New Year. Today, the sky is cloudless and the sunshine is mild. I hope there won’t be any rain or snow in the afternoon that will hinder our trip on Lantern Night.

"cold."

Du Youlin was changing clothes. Although he was old, he was still not very good at it and his movements were clumsy.

Lu Fengniang had no choice but to lower the window and step forward to help him put on his clothes, mumbling.

"Mr. Lang, there is something strange. Last night I heard the maids talking about it. There are rumors in Chang'an City that Yang Laogou lost his son in the early years and is now looking for him."

"Don't mention him to me...wait a minute, what kind of son are you looking for?"

"Just before Yuan Zhengri, an old man went to Wannian County Government to report a crime. He said that Dongyue was robbed by a robber on the official road and was detained for more than a month before he escaped. He claimed to be an old servant of the Yang family of Hongnong County.

He kept crying that his Erlang had been sold. What do you think, Lang Jun? The Erlang he mentioned was the same as Xue Bai in our family."

Du Youlin frowned and asked, "What else?"

"That's all the maids heard."

"You woman, you used to talk a lot and make a lot of noise. This is all you heard when you asked for news seriously."

As long as she didn't beat her son, Lu Fengniang would never get angry with Du Youlin and asked softly: "Then I'll ask you again?"

"Don't talk nonsense at home, let the slaves keep their mouths shut."

"Could it be that Xue Baizhen is..."

Du Youlin waved his hand to interrupt her, as if he was going to analyze a few sentences, but in the end, he only showed a deep face.

Lu Fengniang asked again: "Xue Bai lives in the back house. Since Mr. Lang has a way, he should use it earlier. It will happen on the Lantern Festival."

"There's no rush." ​​Du Youlin said, "The timing has never been coincidental. Please wait."

"Why not a coincidence?"

"Let's talk after the evil servant girl has left. Since she is here, the daughters will not go there. Why is there so much hurry?"

After Lu Fengniang heard this, she immediately felt that it made sense.

Du Youlin was about to go to the study, so he opened the door and saw Xue Bai opening the door and leaving the room in the east wing.

He suddenly thought of something, turned around, hesitated to speak to Lu Fengniang, and finally coughed twice and said: "Go and talk to Erniang. I want to entertain guests at Fengwei Building in the morning. One private room is enough, isn't it?

It doesn’t matter when you’re eating.”

"Mr. Lang? Now in this elegant room of Fengweilou, the royal family and relatives are..."

"Don't I have the face?"

Du Youlin gave a soft drink and walked out with his hands behind his back.

He knew in his heart that things might not be accomplished, and it was not advisable to say things too early before doing them, so as not to make people laugh.

But it is definitely not a good thing for Yang Laogou to take a concubine and come to claim a son again. This time, I would like to ask the Du clan to protect some of the children in case of trouble.

~~

When Xue Bai got up, Jiaonu was still sleeping soundly in the ear room.

You can still faintly hear her snoring.

This maid looked fierce at first, but after breaking away from the control of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, she gradually revealed her true nature, a good foodie and a sleepy one.

For more than ten days before and after the New Year's Day, he had been doing the same boring morning exercises day after day, and the Du sisters all went to Fengwei Building early, so she relaxed her vigilance a little.

Xue Bai walked out of the house quietly, stayed in the corridor for a while, and saw Du Youlin walking away with a proud face.

Then Du Jin came from the verandah.

She always went out early, and Xue Bai couldn't help but ask: "Today is not over yet?"

"We wait to watch the lanterns at night during the Lantern Festival. If we sleep more in the morning, we will have a better night."

Du Jin said, seeing Jiao Nu's absence, she felt a sense of narrow-mindedness, and smiled softly: "Hey, there is a handsome son-in-law of the prime minister's house left here, unattended, and not afraid of being stolen by thieves?"

She had been feeling dissatisfied for many days and finally found a chance to vent her anger.

But when Xue Bai turned around and met her eyes, Du Jin realized from his deep eyes that this was a hot-blooded man, and such a joke seemed like teasing.

Thinking about it again, so what if it was teasing?

So what if it was stolen?

The two of them got closer. Du Jin hooked her fingers over Xue Bai's and pushed a paper roll over.

"Second mother!"

Lu Fengniang just left the main room and hurriedly waved on the steps.

"Come, I have something to tell you."

Du Jin smiled slightly and walked away.

The door of the wing opened and Jiaonu came out, rubbing his eyes, standing behind Xue Bai and sniffing, like a watchdog.

If not, you can smell a faint hint of styrax on him.

"Oh."

She was very unhappy and said: "How can a man who doesn't even have a place to stand up and lives in this shabby house be worthy of being in the prime minister's palace?"

"There's no rush." ​​Xue Baiyun made a gentle movement of Ba Duan Jin, "Maybe I will have my own house soon."

"That's right, otherwise would Seventeenth Mother still be able to live in this miserable place?"

"Oh? Seventeenth Mother?"

Jiaonu immediately became alert and realized that he had relaxed too much.

…

In the morning, Xue Bai was sweating. He was ready to take a shower and change clothes. He fetched hot water and stood in front of the barrel to untie his belt. He then turned to look at Jiao Nu.

"Want to see?"

"Oh."

Jiao Nu sneered and went out.

Xue Bai naturally took out the note Du Jin gave him from his sleeve and looked at it.

Recently, the Fengwei Building has been reserved for banquets every day by dignitaries. In fact, many chores are taken care of by Deng Tong and Du Wulang. The Du sisters do not have many confidants available, so they often secretly inquire about some secrets in Chang'an City.

For example, years ago they learned that Zhang Queyi of Shangzhu State planned to marry his daughter to the crown prince Liangdi.

Now that the East Palace is in danger, there must be a secret behind this move. It seems that a powerful person has stepped in to help Li Heng.

The note was spread out, the writing was very small, each stroke was very elegant, it was Du Mei's handwriting.

It can be imagined that last night, the two sisters sifted through hundreds of messages and sorted out this information that they thought was very important and copied it down.

"Yang Shen took a rest for seven days and went to Shaolingyuan every day. It is rumored that because of the blood of the grass-roots in the ancestral tomb, he and Shi Jingzhong did the same thing to drive away evil spirits."

Xue Bai frowned, slightly confused.

But even he, in his white form, could realize that there was something obviously wrong.

Why did the saint become angry because of his few words about the pearl? The person who was angry was not Yang Shenjin for giving it to his concubine, but Yang Shenjin's association with a demon monk who had special powers and won seven consecutive games of cockfighting in front of the chicken prodigy.

After this incident, he rushed to Yuanzheng to take a rest, which gave Yang Shenjin a chance to alleviate the emperor's anger.

Do you still dare to associate with the monster monk?

Xue Bai threw the note in his hand into the water and crushed it casually. He closed his eyes and thought about it in his mind.

If he had followed his original plan, he would have simply found a good family member in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, but he encountered such a smelly and tough person.

It doesn't go well every time.

~~

Lu Fengniang had a conversation with Du Jin, and looked at the bronze mirror and finally selected a round fan for night outings.

But Qing Lan walked in.

Lu Fengniang had already known Qinglan's intentions, and considering that Xue Bai had added twenty slaves to the Du family and given 30% of the profits of Fengwei House, she had already taken out her body deed and prepared to make arrangements after the Lantern Festival.

Seeing that the little maid was unhappy at this time, she couldn't help but make fun of her.

"I asked you to comb Xue Bai's hair. Why are you back?"

"In reply to my wife, Mr. Xue has his own servants to comb his hair and change his clothes."
To be continued...