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    Fangzhu Cao feared that Jin Yiwei would not be able to avoid him, and only hoped that this group of uncles would leave as soon as possible after investigating the case.

    However, the other party has proved with actions that the unexpected disaster in Tingyulou was definitely not a mere day or two.  Up to the shopkeeper, down to the cook and servant, from the previous year to this year, from the 18th generation of the ancestors to the neighbors, the fetus in the womb, the details are jaw-dropping.

    One day is obviously not enough for such a huge project, so Jinyiwei guards and patrols day and night, and the music workshop has no choice but to temporarily close the building.

    It's been two days of tossing like this.

    ? Before enjoying the coolness brought by the light rain, the autumn tiger arrives as expected. When you get up early, the bright sun shines through the gauze, making people sleepless.

    Wen Qian yawned and got up to freshen up. After sitting in front of the dowry and taking out the rouge cakes, she remembered that the band was closed for a few days and it was rare to be free. It was really a little unaccustomed.

    She thought about it for a while, then straightened the bronze mirror, put on a delicate Shouyang makeup, and pasted a moon-white flower on the end of her eyebrows. After looking around for a while, she felt very satisfied, and opened the door to go out.

    The music workshop in the early morning has a special flavor. The dew-soaked stilted building exudes a faint wood fragrance. The little girls singing in the music troupe stand outside the house and hang their voices. In the yard, the girls of the troupe are stretching their legs.  Flying sleeves.

    "Anyway, there are no customers, so what to do here, the museum has been closed for three days."

    Tired of playing somersaults, he stopped and pointed at the hallway over there.

    Some of the girls laughed at her: "Just be lazy, you don't work hard on weekdays, and you are cramming temporarily, no wonder the class leader won't let you go on stage, you deserve it!"

    Another person jokingly said: "You miss her 'Liu Gongzi'? Oh, I went to bed last night and read it in a daze all night."

    There was constant laughter all around.

    "If you want me to tell you, don't worry about Young Master Liu. We are all guards in brocade clothes now. There are quite a few handsome and heroic ones here. Which one do you choose?"

    The girl spat on the ground, "Who cares? A group of rough people even search the girl's boudoir. They are shameless, so they can't find a wife."

    "Patience, can you speak louder if you have the ability?"

    The girls were giggling and having fun, when a timid voice suddenly came out from the crowd: "If Jin Yiwei continues to investigate like this, will they copy our music workshop?"

    As soon as these words came out, the surrounding immediately became quiet.

    In any case, after all, the music workshop is the foundation for everyone to live and work. Most of the people who come here to sing and dance are homeless and orphans whose parents have died.

    Realizing the seriousness of the problem, everyone immediately became depressed and no longer wanted to play around.

    "You guys really don't have time to spare." There was a chuckle on the stairs, followed by a series of unhurried footsteps, "It's hard to rest for a few days, and I still have a sad face all day long."

    Wen Qian came down from upstairs, and the girls gathered around her one after another, calling "Senior Sister" one after another.

    In the whole music workshop, apart from the proprietress Bai Shao who founded the neon clothes class, she is now the oldest. The proprietress came to Beijing by order a few years ago, and she is married long ago, so Wen Qian can be regarded as one of the pillars of Tingyulou  .

    "Senior Sister." The girl who was somersaulting just now called You Yue, took her arm and shook her twice, "Look at those guards in brocade clothes, standing in our place showing off their power, obviously they can't get anything out, and they still have to interrogate every day,  Ask every day, people outside don¡¯t know, they think our music workshop got involved in a lawsuit.¡±

    "That's right. Shopkeeper Cao doesn't care about business. If he doesn't open again, everyone will have nothing to eat."

    Wen Qian glanced at them, fingered the green hair on her chest, and smiled slightly: "It's lucky that you still sing songs and operas, don't you know how to use so many tricks in the script?"

    Everyone looked at each other rather sadly, and reminded her: "Senior Sister, that's Jin Yiwei, if you make trouble, you will lose your life."

    Wen Qian stretched out his hand and squeezed the girl's face twice, and said, "You can't be hard, you can be soft, don't forget what you do for food, use your housekeeping skills, don't worry about him  Hit the trick. To do big things, you have to learn to act both hard and soft, blow your ears soft, and finally"

    She retracted her five fingers and made a fist, and the joints creaked.

    Everyone swallowed their saliva when they heard the words, and then their eyes were full of admiration, with the expression of "Senior Sister is really good at tricks".

    However, it is another matter to dare to do it.

    Wen Qian didn't make things difficult for them, he stroked the hair of the junior sisters, and said: "Practice hard, remember to have breakfast."

    All the younger sisters nodded as they said.Wen Qian lifted up his spirits in an instant, but before he could finish, he heard a slight cough in his ear, and someone interrupted: "Lord Zhao, the prefect of Guangling has already transferred the case file. It's not too late, please go ahead  have a look."

    The good atmosphere was suddenly disturbed, Wen Qian gritted her teeth secretly, and turned her head full of displeasure, wanting to see who spoiled her good deed.

    The visitor was a tall and slender young man with handsome features, starry eyes, and sword eyebrows slightly raised.  He was taller than Zhao Qing, looking down from above, he didn't look like a subordinate, but more like Zhao Qing's immediate boss.

    Seeing it was him, Zhao Qing suddenly felt embarrassed, hurriedly agreed, picked up the file in his hand and left in a hurry.

    Before leaving, I didn't forget to take care of Wen Qian, and introduced to her: "Girl, this is YangMaster Yang, if you have any grievances, you can tell him, he can make the decision for you."

    "Lao Yang, help meI'll be right back."

    Yang Jin smiled faintly, and nodded in agreement.

    Although she was scolding her in her heart, Wen Qian still maintained a grateful expression on her face, and bowed politely to see him off.

    After people walked away, Yang Jin's eyes fell on her, "Miss Wen, right?"

    "Since Zhao Qing has ordered, I will not just sit idly by." He said calmly, "Tell me, Jin Yiwei bullied you, then this person, who is his name, what does he look like, I will confront him face to face."

    Wen Qian noticed that this person was not easy to deal with, and her smile gradually became a little coquettish, "My lord, there are so many of you, and you haven't written on your face, how can I know the name, isn't this embarrassing me?"

    Yang Jin disagreed: "If you don't know your name, you should remember your appearance."

    She opened her mouth and came: "I remember, a square face, thick eyebrows, a slightly straight nose, and slightly thick lips."

    His tone was contemptuous: "According to what you said, I can find hundreds of people in the entire Guangling City."

    Wen Qian tilted her head and smiled: "Master Yang, you don't believe me."

    "It's not that I don't believe it." Yang Jin looked down at her, and suddenly approached her, "It's doubts."

    Wen Qian blinked, and said to him from left to right: "If you don't believe it, why bother to ruin the good marriage of others, you will be struck by lightning." She said it very sincerely.

    Yang Jin's eyes were gloomy, and his voice was extremely low, with a warning: "I tell you, don't provoke people you shouldn't provoke; don't ask people you shouldn't ask too much."

    Even though she heard the threat in these words, Wen Qian was not to be outdone. Seeing him getting so close, she raised her arms and put them on his shoulders, with an innocent face, "Provoking? Is there some misunderstanding in this? Could it be  Master Yang is jealous? Tell me earlier, I should have come to you."

    Unaccustomed to such intimate behaviors with people, Yang Jin grabbed her wrist and wanted to push her away, but with a touch, he found that the woman's strength was not small, and the two of them back and forth broke apart a few times in such a small space.  No one took advantage of this trick, Yang Jin raised his palm to seal her forearm, Wen Qian also stopped and looked at him, each fighting each other's hands.

    "My lord, please take pity on the fragrance and cherish the jade."

    Yang Jin's strength remained undiminished, and he said with a half-smile: "Pitying the fragrance and cherishing the jade is for weak women, so I'm afraid the girl doesn't count?"

    I don't like to hear this.

    Wen Qian resisted the urge to roll her eyes, looked at Yang Jin's eyes and eyebrows, and suddenly had a plan, raised her hand to fight with him with two palms.

    Yang Jin frowned slightly, and stepped forward a few inches to stabilize his figure. Just when he was about to go all out, Wen Qian came up on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek. The movement was so fast that it elicited a "boo"  a sound.

    Yang Jin was stunned.

    The force that was restrained suddenly dissipated, Wen Qian made a gesture and retreated a few steps. After seeing his appearance clearly at this time, he couldn't hold back his laughter.

    "Master Yang, look at your face!"

    She stretched out her fingers and scratched her lips a few times.

    With a dark face, Yang Jin wiped it hard with the back of his hand, revealing a touch of rouge.

    ""

    Wen Qian retreated and saluted, different from the gesture of bowing to Zhao Qing just now, she clasped her fists and smiled brightly: "Thank you for your enlightenment, sir, I will entertain you when I am free some other day. I have something to do today, so I won't bother you.  "

    After speaking, he took a few steps up the steps, and quickly disappeared.

    Yang Jin frowned, wiped his face for a long time, and then saw the surprised expressions of several Jin Yiwei passing by, he knew the traces were still there, and immediately became angry.

    "What catches your eyes?"

    Several people quickly restrained their expressions, suppressed laughter, and hurried past him in low voices.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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