Chapter 13 Thousands of miles away, celebrating the New Year with dead ghosts

Chapter 13

The young man has now become a pretty boy who eats and drinks.

Being penniless, after being treated to a meal by Ruyun, he chose a very comfortable room and spent the first night sleeping in bed in more than ten days.

I'm not a straight male chauvinist, but I feel very embarrassed to let a woman pay. Please forgive me, my face is not as thick as a city wall.

"Miss Ruyun, I'm sorry for the expense today. I will definitely thank you for your hospitality tomorrow."

For the sake of the food and the clean room, I should thank her before she did anything to harm me.

"Master, this money is yours."

"This inn was built according to your instructions, so there is no need to thank me."

Oh my! How could it be?

I'm going to give a ghost a good interrogation.

On a dark and windy night in January, with the doors and windows locked, someone sneakily pulled the jade pendant out of his neck. He found a handkerchief and rubbed it hard a few times. (Don't get me wrong, I found that if you rub the jade pendant, the dead ghost will definitely react.)

Today, I will set up a private court to rid the people of this evil!

"You are the king's attendant , how can the young master of the general's palace think about the unscrupulous business of merchants! What are your intentions?"

Zhou Xiaochuan, who talks about benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom and trust, calls himself a gentleman, and has a reputation as a playboy. He will definitely not want to be a businessman. His worldview does not allow him to degenerate like this!

"It's just a lack of money."

He was not that aloof. Although he was not directly involved in the business, he acquiesced to Ruyun's behavior, and he was indeed short of money at the time.

That face shows no sincerity, and if you continue talking, you won't be able to get anything sincere.

"Gone?"

If you are short of money, everyone in the world will be short of money, but you, Zhou Xiaochuan, cannot be short of money.

"Otherwise, why do you think it is?"

"I thought you were not short of money, but rather lacked the reputation of being a sweetheart in a golden house!"

This guy didn't accuse him wrongly. If you saw what a charming woman the owner of this shop is, you wouldn't think that I had framed him. That day, I went to the restaurant where Ruyun was in the capital. If it weren't for all the young ladies who were well-behaved and neatly dressed, I would have definitely said that it was a shady place.

This guy has the nerve to say there is no reason, he is just lying.

I said how did he get the reputation of a playboy? He had no friends who came to visit him when he was sick. Now that I think about it, he probably got this reputation from visiting flower houses.

I didn't expect that this thin and small body would still linger in the sea of flowers all day long.

With this problem, you still covet the queen?

But this doesn't make sense. Although I didn't have time to take a closer look at the queen that day, when I was listening to the order at the foot of the stairs, I didn't look sideways, for fear that the king in the hall would see the clues. But we also know that the queen is a decent-looking woman. Although she is good-looking, she is not very charming. How could she like him, a libertine like him?

"Zhou Xiaochuan, did you lose your mind when you robbed the wedding team that day?"

Zhou Xiaochuan (ghost) didn't say a word, but the look on his face showed that he was thinking about something. Although he remained expressionless, it could be seen that this ghost was in a low mood. I’m not going to poke people’s pain points, I know how to look at people, right?

He pulled off the jade pendant around his neck, put it under the pillow, found a cloak to cover himself, and went out.

Leave a peaceful space for the dead ghost.

"Everyone can see ... "

There was only a ghost's sighing sound left in the house, which disappeared with the wind and was not heard by anyone.

The young man dressed up in disguise just to find out the truth.

I was so cool that day that I wrote that resignation letter in a hot head. Afterwards, I thought, I am the one in the palace who can submit my resignation. Just like a death contract signed by a dead ghost, what is the difference between the same minister in the palace?

And if there is any mistake in what I do, the whole family of the General's Mansion will be buried with me. Although those two elders are not my parents, they still take great care of me. I could not bear to leave them and fly away, but I could not bear to hurt their lives. It is understandable that the dead ghost was so angry that day.

Although this place is remote, it is not closed off. News flows smoothly, and there is a place for posting announcements.

But I don't dare to take risks. So I found a small tea shop and ordered some snacks. While eating, I listened to the rumors in the streets.

As an unknown person, the only time he has free time is naturally to chat freely.

"Old Li, did you know that a local rich man gave birth to a baby boy the day before yesterday?"

"I've also heard that Mr. Wang was so happy that he rewarded the crazy monk a lot of money, and even said that fifty tables will be filled with wine when the child is a full moon!"

"And, that washer-up of Aunt Cao's, who made things more difficult for Aunt Cao. He went to the drug shop, lost money, and took Aunt Cao as collateral to pay off his debts!"

"That coward! It's a pity that Aunt Cao, a woman, has to suffer for him."

"Yeah yeah ... "

"Well, let's not talk about this anymore. It's always bad to talk to a woman."

...

After listening for a while, there really was no mention of "Master". This was getting even weirder.

There were no notices posted on the streets to arrest the wanted criminal. It seemed that the matter of resigning and fleeing had been suppressed for the time being. I wondered whether it was because Ying Yu had not yet been punished for deceiving the emperor, or whether it was something the person in the palace was thinking.

Ying Yu and I are just casual friends, so he won't risk his life. It seems that only the person in the palace is left. I wonder how the general's mansion is doing now? I'll go back and write a letter to ask.

As for why this is so, one can guess. At the end of the year, the officials must hope that the king can spend the year in peace. Anyone who finds any clues will naturally not take a shot at the king who has not taken any action. Collide.

In the General's Mansion, the letter verifying Gu Yan's words and deeds has also been delivered. The two elders must have understood after reading the letter.

I just feel sorry for Yigui and want to celebrate the New Year with me.

"Er Xi, the lantern is tilted, move it to the left."

"Okay, boss."

"Is the couplet a little low?"

"Master, I'll hang it up for you."

"Aunt Liu, have you prepared all the melons and fruits? We have to stay up late tonight!"

...

Zhou Xiaochuan watched the man and his servants busy working together. In just ten days, he actually became familiar with the people in this courtyard. I can't be like him, who seems to be able to chat with anyone.

The people in this courtyard are like this.

The same is true for Qingshan.

Qingshan is the person who has been by my side since childhood. He always keeps his head down and does things silently. Occasionally speaking to him is very timid.

She had never looked directly into his eyes.

My father is away from home all year round, whether fighting or guarding the border. I can count on one hand the number of times I have met each other in a year. When they meet, they usually reprimand themselves for their dandy behavior, and they often part ways unhappy.

But he remembered his father's hand on his shoulder before leaving.

This was actually the closest gesture between father and son in the past nineteen years.

Over the years, my relationship with the people around me has not been as good as this person's three months.

With such moonlight, it would be great if there was wine and I could drink it.

"It's too noisy in the house, so you came here to hide and relax?"

Zhou Xiaochuan sat facing the moon, meditating silently.

This is homesickness.

"The front hall is so busy, why did you run out?"

"Come out to let off the alcohol, and look for you by the way."

"Um."

"Today is New Year's Eve. I made something to eat for everyone. I'll give you one on the way."

"What is this?"

On the plate is a plate of pasta shaped like a crescent moon. There is still hot air surrounding it.

"dumpling."

"After eating it, your ears will not be frozen in the coming year."

"What do you do with what I can't eat?"

"Used to - pay homage to you."

...

"Zhou Xiaochuan, thank you."

If I hadn't been blessed by you, I wouldn't be so comfortable.

Also, I'm sorry.

Looking at the dumplings with a few traces of steam left, Zhou Xiaochuan wanted to taste them for the first time.

"Sober up, let's go in."