Cangzhou lies to the south, with frequent trade and abundant products, and many seasonal fruits have already arrived on the market.

Such as cherries, such as lychees.

But they are all early-maturing varieties, and there are not many people selling them, which means that the price is a lot. Li Ruoshui hesitated for a while and bought a pound of small cherries.

Carrying a small bamboo basket, she was about to go back, but she bumped into a woman in dark clothes holding a knife.

"Sister Lu!"

Lu Feiyue, who was in a hurry, looked at her, and her frown loosened a lot.

"Ruoshui, are you okay in Zheng Mansion?"

"Okay."

Li Ruoshui nodded. After all, Zheng Yanqing was so special in Zheng Mansion. There was basically no one in his yard except the maid who delivered meals and the teacher who taught.

Lu Feiyue nodded, and the corners of her tightly pursed lips curled into a smile. She knew that Li Ruoshui was a very smart person.

"Don't worry, it won't be long before we... what's wrong with you here?"

Lu Feiyue raised Li Ruoshui's jaw, frowning at the bruises on her neck.

Bruises?

By the way, the pinch marks left by the road the night before yesterday have not disappeared.

Li Ruoshui directly caught Lu Feiyue's gaze, his apricot eyes curved into crescents, and he said without any guilt.

"Someone pretended to be a ghost in Zheng Mansion the day before yesterday, and I was unfortunately caught."

"I'll talk to you about this later." Before Lu Feiyue asked the question, he changed the subject: "You guys go to the Police Department to report, how is the matter?"

Lu Feiyue shook her head and took out a bottle of plaster from her arms and gave it to her.

"Sooner or later. There has been a change in the matter of Zheng Mansion. The Cangzhou Police Department issued a secret order saying that it will stop."

"Why?"

Li Ruoshui was really puzzled. There was no such plot in the original book. Lu Feiyue caught the poisoner and stole the information.

Why don't you let it go again now?

Lu Feiyue sighed slightly, her long eyelashes drooped down to cover her eyes, her originally firm eyes were slightly confused.

"do not know."

Li Ruoshui was silent for a while, and held the basket in front of her.

"Sister Lu, would you like to try the cherries? After eating this, we will continue to investigate the case."

Lu Feiyue looked at her, softened her eyes, and patted her head affectionately.

"Thank you... I'm going to find Jiang Nian now, do you want to be with me?"

"Where is he?"

"The teahouse in Yanliu Lane."

Li Ruoshui took a step, and his eyes were a little subtle.

"Yanliuxiang, isn't it the biggest flower street in Cangzhou?"

Lu Feiyue smiled and shook her head: "But the storytelling in the teahouse there is also the best in Cangzhou, and I often listen to it, it's nothing."

Li Ruoshui nodded with the mentality of increasing his knowledge, and went to the teahouse in Yanliuxiang with Lu Feiyue.

"Master, today's love field, are you sure you want to go in?"

Lu Zhiyao was stopped by the servant at the door, took a step back in confusion, and distanced himself from the servant.

"Why can't you come in?"

Seeing that his eyes were not good and he looked like he was entering this teahouse for the first time, the servant told him politely.

"Today's storytelling session in the teahouse isn't a sword fight in a snowy night, it's about men and women."

"Is that so." Lu Zhiyao thought for a moment: "Is there a difference?"

In the original book, in order to highlight the rationality of Lu Feiyue's handling of the case, the background of the dynasty was set to be more open.

Such teahouses usually tell stories normally, but every month there is a fixed day to do some extra programs, or they only talk about scary and weird things, or they only talk about lingering love stories.

The storytellers of the teahouse in Yanliuxiang are highly skilled and the stories are new. They have long been famous in Cangzhou, and many people come here.

Most of the people who came to listen today were women, but there were actually quite a few men.

After he paid the tea money, he sat quietly in the corner, waiting to find the cause of his heart palpitations.

The corners of Lu Zhiyao's mouth curled into a small smile, with a gentle temperament, but it blended in exceptionally harmony with this noisy and intertwined scene.

"Brother Lu!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Lu Zhi ignored it and still sat there quietly.

Jiang Nian ran downstairs and sat down beside Lu Jiao. The brothers put the peanuts and melon seeds on the table.

"I actually saw you here, didn't Li Ruoshui come?"

Lu Zhiyao smiled softly: "She's not always with me."

"Yes." Jiang Nian picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth: "Although it is fake, she is considered a marriage after all, and she has to be with Mr. Zheng on the surface."

Thinking of Li Ruoshui running away to find Zheng Yanqing, Lu Zhi groped and poured a cup of tea and faced the high platform.

"Marriage is nothing."

Jiang Nian was stunned, covered his mouth and laughed, his voice buzzing: "Yes, yes, I talk too much."

Snapped

The storyteller on the high platform slapped the gavel and opened his fan.

"Speaking of the love between this man and woman, I have to talk about Liang Zhu—"

There were boos from the audience, everyone said it was too old-fashioned, and everyone had heard it.

"Liang Zhu is just a guide, everyone listen to me carefully."

Although Liang Zhu is a well-known story, the storyteller's ventriloquism is good and he speaks humorously, and it is interesting to listen to it again.

Everyone sitting under the stage was listening for fun, and only Lu Zhiyao was serious.

He had never heard the story, and he had never heard of the book.

This person is very skilled, and the voice is well learned. It doesn't need to use the eyes to give people a sense of immersion, and bring Lu Zhi into it.

Originally, he was still a little interested, but he slowly frowned at the back, and suddenly laughed when he heard the two turned into butterflies.

Jiang Nian had been observing his expression, and was a little curious at this time.

"why are you laughing?"

"After fighting for so long, in the end I watched them turn into butterflies and leave." Lu Zhizhi smiled and sincerely lamented that Ma Wencai's vision was too narrow.

"If it were me, I would definitely catch the butterfly so that it wouldn't fly away again."

Jiang Nian was silent for a while, then said, "...So why did you substitute Ma Wencai?"

"Who else is there?" Lu Zhizhi was a little puzzled: "Zhu Yingtai? Or her mother?"

Jiang Nian's eyes widened, somewhat shocked, and some of the seeds in his hand fell.

"Uncle Liang Shan, didn't you remember him after saying his name so many times?"

"Ah." Lu Zhiyao thought for a while, and found the name in his mind: "What happened to him?"

"Aren't you moved by his love with Zhu Yingtai?"

Lu Zhiyao was silent for a while, the corners of his raised mouth were lowered, and his beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned.

"He and Zhu Yingtai are in love?"

"Otherwise?" Jiang Nian nibbled on the melon seeds, only to find it interesting to hear the story without his answer.

"It's really weird." Lu Zhizhi sighed slightly, but had no other thoughts.

The storyteller on the high platform slapped the gavel and said with a smile: "Just now is just an introduction, and what follows is a serious story."

"This story, like Liang Zhu, happened in an academy.

More than ten years ago, before I experienced changes, women could not be admitted to the school. There is a Bai Mansion in Linyi, Miss Bai has been smart since she was a child, but she is also very playful, and even disguised herself into the school..."

"From the beginning of the throbbing, it is the arrival of a fate, but everyone knows that there is not only a fate in one's life. Only a few people who are too paranoid will take this very seriously. Miss Bai happens to be like this."

The story started vividly, and the storyteller seemed to have seen it with his own eyes, imitating the young lady's modalities vividly, and describing the atmosphere very fresh.

Everyone seems to be able to see the shyness of Miss Bai, the graceful appearance of the son, and the misty rain and the refreshing fragrance of gardenia in Linyi.

But it only said the beginning, and stopped abruptly after telling the story before the two met.

The storyteller closed the fan and woke up everyone who was addicted to it: "This story is new, I can't say more today, I know what will happen later, and I ask you to wait for the next time."

The intoxicated young lady in the audience couldn't help joking: "You guys just like to interrupt."

The storyteller stroked his moustache and smiled noncommittally.

"I paid a lot for this story, how can I finish it so easily."

The girl didn't hesitate and said with a smile, "How come the other people in the academy didn't find out that Miss Bai is a man or a woman."

"Okay." The storyteller took back the folding fan with the green bamboo painted on it, and took out a small fan of flaming fireflies to cover half of his face, inexplicably charming: "Today I'll talk about the woman disguised as a man."

"If there is a more beautiful person in the academy, but he is actually a man, and the other one is slightly inferior, would you still doubt whether she is a man or a woman?"

Some people in the audience didn't believe it: "You mean that the young master is more beautiful?"

"Who knows." The storyteller closed his fan and smiled at everyone: "Five days later, everyone, please be early."

The beginning of this story is different from the past. Even Jiang Nian, a man who has traveled from south to north, felt fresh and couldn't help but ask.

"Listening to this beginning, Miss Bai obviously doesn't like him, so why do you say they look like Liang Zhu?"

"Don't talk nonsense, this Miss Bai is not Zhu Yingtai." The storyteller narrowed his eyes and tapped him with a folding fan: "Besides, who said she didn't like it."

Li Ruoshui hugged the bamboo basket and looked carefully at the storyteller on the stage: "He doesn't seem like a man."

"She's a woman, her surname is Yao." Lu Feiyue stood upright, with admiration in her eyes: "She was here to tell stories when I came to Cangzhou a few years ago, and there are few repetitions of what she said, and I can hear a lot every time I come here. New story."

Storytellers tidied up their desks and continued the tradition of post-storytelling chat.

"Love is a word, the mouth will lie, but the body will never. If she doesn't like it, how can she kiss that son?"

There was an uproar under the stage, and the soul of gossip ignited, and they all asked her to say more.

The storyteller pretended to be surprised and half covered his mouth: "You're talking too much. After five days, everyone, let's make some money next time."

There was a lot of discussion around, and they were all discussing the follow-up development of this matter, discussing the mood of the two in the play, only Lu Zhiyao seemed to understand.

So, Li Ruoshui kissed him that night because he loved him?

"Jiang Nian."

After Lu Feiyue brought Li Ruoshui here, he discussed the matter with him.

Li Ruoshui held a bamboo basket in one hand and patted Lu Zhiyao on the shoulder with the other. He wanted to call him, but he avoided him.

Li Ruoshui: ? ?

"What's wrong with you?"

Li Ruoshui bent down to look at him, and began to wonder if he had done something again.

The sweet breath suddenly approached, and he took a breath, who could have calmly dealt with it, and unconsciously touched the Buddha beads on his left wrist, the cold feeling calmed him a lot.

He raised the corners of his mouth as usual, squeezed his wrist, and thought about it.

"I was thinking about how to teach you swordsmanship."

Painful memories came, Li Ruoshui pouted, put the basket in his hand behind him, and silently made a hammering action.

Not to mention pinching her like that, the manipulated joints are still a little sore, and she still thought of giving him cherries before?

Fuck it!

"Oh."

Li Ruoshui responded lightly.

The thought of having to take him to swim to gain goodwill afterward made her feel aggrieved for a while.

I don't know if there will be a chance to hammer him in the future.

"There is a problem with the secret order, and it is impossible to suddenly stop checking it in a short period of time."

Lu Feiyue held the knife and frowned, as if thinking about the solution.

"There seems to be a letter in the darkroom of the Zheng residence."

Lu Zhiyao said these words, ignoring the shock of the three people on the field.

Li Ruoshui asked firstly, "When did you enter?"

"Last night, I went to get some fire grass."

Li Ruoshui, who wanted to beat him before, choked, and a scene flashed in his mind.

"It won't be the herb with red stems and green leaves this morning..."

If so, didn't she commit a major taboo on the strategy? No wonder he was a little wrong today.

Lu Zhiyao smiled, and the beads on his wrist jingled: "Yes, but you don't seem to like it very much."

Help!

It turned out that because of her untimely shyness, she missed a good opportunity to gain favor and save herself!