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Chapter 2784 Capital (one hundred and thirty-seven)

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    "Let me think about it," Yourong said hesitantly, "This is a big deal. I have to think about it carefully."

    Wuyan knew that this was going to be a long time, so he was in no hurry to rush her.  He whispered: "You make up your own mind. There must be a long-term solution."

    That¡¯s pretty much it.  Yourong said that he was a little sleepy and wanted to take a nap.

    "Just go to the guest room at the back to rest. It's quiet inside and outside there, and you can't hear any loud noises." Wu Yan gave a narrow look.

    Yourong¡¯s face turned red.  The two stood up, with Yourong leading the way.  Going out from the side door of the yard is a passage. Not far along the passage is a small door.

    When I opened it, I saw a very small courtyard with three rooms. There was another door in the courtyard, but it was locked.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: The female relatives of wealthy families come to offer incense and have a temporary rest. There are guest rooms in nunneries of a slightly larger size.  Ganlu Temple naturally has two such courtyards. Although the courtyards are small, they are elegantly decorated and very quiet.

    "I won't go in." Wuyan said with a smile, "You can go alone. But don't forget the time!"

    Yourong nodded, but his heart was beating wildly.  Ever since Mrs. Shi set up a bridge and made good things happen here in Wuyan, the two of them had only met three or four times.  It's just that she has endless aftertaste every time.

    It is not true that she covets the love of men and women, but that Mr. Zhou in the past had little interest. Although he had a kind attitude and good treatment, he rarely talked to her and Yui on weekdays. Occasionally, he would say a few words in small talk.  Crazy talk without understanding the reason.  It's okay that Yui is illiterate. She is somewhat educated, but she can't explain it to him at all.

    "This uncle Pan is not only elegant, but also understands the little girl's mood.  A few words and a movement can touch her heart.  This kind of comfort and joy cannot be experienced by Mr. Zhou.

    Push the door and enter.  I saw a flower bed in the courtyard with pear trees, which were now bare.  The tile-paved floor is full of Jiangnan charm and is kept clean.  Standing under the eaves of the corridor was the lover she had longed for day and night.

    The two of them held hands and looked at each other, smiling, their affection unspoken.

    Pan Chengan helped her lift the door curtain and led her into the main room.  The house has a fire wall and the interior is as warm as spring.  A pot of annual peonies is in full bloom.  In the center is a square table for four people, with only two thin rattan armchairs.  Twelve plates of fresh and dried fruits and various side dishes were placed on the table. Rice wine was simmering on the small red clay stove. The aroma of the wine was mixed with the fruity aroma of several large pots of bergamot, making people drunk without being drunk.

    "You're so shameless, so good at enjoying it!" Yourong said with a smile.

    "She enjoys this kind of thing even in my family." Pan Cheng'an said with a smile, "There is a wonderful thing about the capital in winter, that is, the fire wall and the fire kang make the whole room feel like spring. If it is in the south of the Yangtze River, it will be damp and wet."  It¡¯s cold and I can only shiver.¡±

    "If it were me, I'd rather wear a silk jacket and shake." Yourong said with a smile.

    Pan Chengan smiled. Although a man is not said to be able to conquer a city or conquer a country, this smile is enough to "throw fruit into a cart".  Just this smile made Yourong's heart beat fast.

    "Take off your outer clothes and have a few drinks together to relieve the winter cold." Pan Cheng'an said.

    Immediately took off the cotton robe and gown outside.  They both poured and drank together.

    ?? There is a sense of tranquility in the private meeting between men and women, especially in this cold winter, when the snow is white outside and the north wind is howling. Inside, the red clay stove makes the room feel like spring, and there are lovers of wine by the side.  It can be called the bliss on earth.

    You Rong drank a glass of wine and his cheeks were red, but Pan Chengan had an ulterior motive.

    It has been three or four months since he got in touch with Mrs. Shi to see Yourong in front of him.  This is the fourth time we have had a private meeting at Ganlu Temple.  About one hundred taels of silver were spent during this period.

    After spending so much money, it is natural to get excess returns.  With her beautiful appearance, she could take it to Jiangnan and resell it for at least two hundred taels.  But he spent a lot of money, and this little money couldn't satisfy his appetite.

    Yourong is a concubine of a wealthy family and has a son.  It stands to reason that there will be a lot of private houses and jewelry. If she can be persuaded to wrap up and elope, she can get all of these.

    These days, he has almost learned everything about Yourong and the Zhou family.  At present, the whereabouts of the owner are unknown, and his life and death are unknown.  It is the time when the future is bleak and you are at a loss.  This is the perfect time to persuade her to elope.

    What¡¯s more, she just showed her homesickness.

    "I pretended to be a person from Jiangnan. I was just trying to create an elegant and handsome persona, but now I have made a mistake."  In this way, "elopement" still carries the meaning of "returning to one's hometown", and Yourong is not so conflicted emotionally.

    Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Yourong ask: "Uncle Pan is from Jiangnan. I wonder where he is from?"

    Yourong was born as a thin horse. Although he has little social experience, he is very shrewd.  Pan Chengan knew that thisTao.

    "What?" Pan Chengan showed a surprised expression.

    Yourong immediately told Xu Yong's story: "Looking at what he meant, I'm afraid the master has already suspected it, but there is no evidence."

    Pan Chengan looked nervous - he was not pretending, he had inquired about Yourong's family, and he was definitely someone he couldn't afford to offend.  If the other party really catches him, his life will be at risk.

    "If this is the case, it would be better to make plans in advance." He said involuntarily

    "What's wrong with Uncle Pan?" Yourong stared at Pan Chengan's face closely.

    In the flash of lightning, Pan Chengan had already made a clear decision in his mind: the matter has come to this, and there is absolutely no reason to let go.  At worst, he won't be able to "do business" in the capital in the past few years.

    Now he looked at Yourong with firm eyes and said, "I have made up my mind. I wonder what the girl thinks?"
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