After drying the report, Du Yong returned to the attic of the backyard and prepared to call Lingling for lunch.

Because there was no sound, Du Yong thought Lingling was still sleeping.

However, the door was open. When Du Yong walked in, he found that Lingling had already gotten up and was cleaning.

The floor was swept clean, and perfume was sprinkled in the room, covering the strange smell before.

The bed was empty, and the sheets had been torn off and placed on the table next to it for cleaning. The quilt and pillow were placed on the railing outside to dry.

Du Yong walked over and took off the rag from Lingling's hand: "Don't work so hard, it's very clean now. I was so tired last night, so you should take a good rest."

Lingling was quite moved when she heard the first half of the sentence. When she heard the second half, she couldn't help but give Du Yong a blank look and complained in a low voice: "Young master also knows how tired you were last night? I don't know how to pity Lingling."

Du Yong spread his hands and cried out: "If you remember correctly, you were holding me to the point of not letting go, right?"

Lingling's ears suddenly turned red. She reached out and pinched the soft flesh on Du Yong's waist and twisted hard: "Young Master talks nonsense!"

Du Yong had no choice but to say, "I'll talk nonsense, okay. I didn't see it before. It turns out that you are so violent, and you won't let go, your flesh will be torn off."

Lingling did not let go and tried again: "Who is violent?"

Du Yong hissed in pain and surrendered quickly: "You are not violent, I am violent, okay?"

Lingling finally let go, looked at Du Yong's eyes carefully, and had a sweet smile.

Du Yong was a little unnatural when he was seen, and pointed to the bed and changed the topic: "Why don't you see the bed sheet?"

Lingling quickly lowered her head and whispered, "In the cabinet."

Du Yong was stunned: "Why put it in the cabinet? Don't you need to wash it? Take it out and let Aunt He and the others wash it."

Lingling's ear root turned red. Heng Du Yong glanced at it and said with some anger: "How can others see the bed sheet? You are so embarrassed, Lingling is so embarrassed."

Du Yong suddenly realized, grabbed his head and smiled embarrassedly, "It's good to put it away, keep it as a souvenir. Let's go for dinner, I specially asked Aunt He to prepare a sumptuous thing."

Lingling shook her head: "I don't want to eat."

Du Yong knew her thoughts and laughed silently: "You always want to meet people, right?"

Lingling muttered softly: "Anyway, I don't want to eat today, and I don't want to eat tomorrow, so I'll eat it the day after tomorrow."

Du Yong said helplessly: "Then don't leave the attic, I'll give it to you for food, okay?"

Lingling nodded quickly, saying that she was quite hungry, she reminded: "Young master, you have to find an excuse."

Du Yong continued: "I just said you didn't cover yourself with a quilt last night, and you accidentally caught a cold and were lying on the bed and having a fever. In order to be more similar, I will get some medicine over there, okay?"

Lingling immediately became happy: "It's very good to say this, but you must remember to say it naturally, so that people don't see the flaws, especially when facing Brother Yang."

Du Yong spread his hands: "But Brother Yang already knows it. He came back in the early morning and asked me to discuss something important. When he talked about it, he heard strange sounds, so he didn't disturb us."

"What!"

Lingling screamed, covering her face and couldn't live.

Du Yong took her hand away and comforted her: "What's there to be afraid of? You know, Brother Yang is not a serious person. He played in Fengcuilou all night last night. If he laughed at you, you can also laugh at him."

Lingling pulled Du Yong's sleeve and frowned: "Young master, Brother Yang didn't say anything, did you?"

Du Yong said lightly: "What's there to say about him? Don't worry, I told him that I took the initiative. Just pretend to be a victim when you see him."

Lingling spat: "Young master is really, who is going to pretend to be a victim."

Du Yong shrugged, looked at the empty bed again, and deliberately joked: "The quilt needs to be sunbathed for at least two days. It seems that we two are going to go to your room to sleep tonight."

Lingling didn't dare to answer the conversation. Compared with her boldness last night, she was completely two people.

After lunch, Du Yong and Yang Jin were idle and decided to go out for a walk first and then go to the Hou Mansion.

Yang Jin brought the gift, and then brought the special piece of material to Tiejixuan for identification.

The capital is very nervous now, but the west and north of the city are less affected. People should do whatever they should do. It’s just that the patrol team has a lot more than before and patrols have become more frequent.

As a very famous weapon shop in the capital, Tie Jixuan's business is already very good. After the Huyun Temple incident, the business reached its peak.

I just finished lunch, and it was the hottest time of the day, but the hall of Tiejixuan was overcrowded.

Fortunately, the hall is very ventilated and the guy often sprinkles water, so the hall is quite cool and at least it won’t sweat.

The old shopkeeper often looks at the gate, and if there are distinguished guests, they will immediately go to greet them.

Although Du Yong's identity is not very high, he is still leaning against the Du family. He is in the limelight recently and is considered a great distinguished guest, and he is the kind that must not be neglected.

So as soon as Du Yong and Yang Jin stepped into the gate of Tiejixuan, the old shopkeeper came up with him with a smile on his face: "Young Master Du, you are here to visit the shop again!"

The old shopkeeper had a loud voice. After he finished speaking, many people immediately came over and gathered around to say hello to Du Yong, mostly with praise and flattery.

This is obvious that the things Du Yong did in Pingzhou have spread in the capital, and the reputation is quite good in the west of the city.

Du Yong bowed his hands all over and chuckled, "Dear neighbors, brothers and friends, long time no see! I came to Tiejixuan just to stroll around and relax. Don't be so polite, just keep picking weapons."

Everyone was polite and then spread out and continued to pick things.

The old shopkeeper pulled Du Yong: "Young Master Du, are you here to buy a knife today? Wind knife or a dragon bird?"

Du Yong waved his hand: "I used a dagger recently."

The old shopkeeper was stunned.

Du Yong pulled out the dagger at his waist and chuckled, "Isn't this your home? In Pingzhou, I use this dagger."

The old shopkeeper looked familiar and quickly said, "I remember that Miss Lingling used materials to hit the dagger and hit two. I thought it was just playing, but I didn't expect that Mr. Du could really be used as the main weapon."

Yang Jin took the opportunity to hand over the materials: "Old shopkeeper, please find a few masters to take the palm of your hands. If it is good, just hit a sword. According to my specifications, money is not a problem."

The old shopkeeper took the materials and said, "It's quite heavy. With my old experience, it must be a good thing."

Yang Jin explained: "I got it in Pingzhou."

The old shopkeeper nodded: "The master has been very busy recently. Can Brother Yang wait a few days? You can rest assured that you will never waste your good materials, and the price will also be affordable."

Yang Jin doesn't care: "Of course."

Du Yong asked casually: "Old shopkeeper, I heard that there was a team of sects Yong recently, do you know?"

The old shopkeeper is a melon-eating person. He likes to chat with customers and has a variety of customers. He knows a lot of gossip, and the useful ones are useless.

He obviously heard about the Sect Yong team, and said, "Young Master Du, you really have to pay attention. The Sect Yong team should not be a joke. There are often rumors in the west of the city, and you swear to kill you."

Du Yong said in confusion: "Do you just want to kill me alone? No one will do it? Qu Shaoqing, Mo Xing, and Hu Hefeng? The three of them are the main force in capturing Weishan."

The old shopkeeper explained: "The three of them were hated, but there was no special assassination team. To be honest, it is not unfair to have you been regarded as a key figure by Huyun Temple. Think about it, you dug up the bones at the bottom of the Yu River, and you caught Weishan by yourself. There are rumors that you made a deal with Weishan, so he betrayed the Huyun Temple."

Du Yong laughed and said, "It's really not unfair to hear what you said."

The old shopkeeper said curiously: "Young Master Du, have you really made a deal with Wei Shan?"

Du Yong explained: "There is indeed a transaction, but it was not decided by me, but Qu Shaoqing was in charge. I just acted on order."

The old shopkeeper said, "This is reasonable!"

After a few casual gossips, Du Yong and Yang Jin offered to say goodbye and come to get the sword in a few days.

The old shopkeeper sent them to the door and suddenly said, "Young Master Du, haven't you opened a snack bar on the cross street?"

Du Yong nodded: "What?"

The old shopkeeper reminded: "The business of your small shop is good, but you must pay attention recently. If there are experts from Huyun Temple or enthusiastic believers who come to your shop to make trouble, such as secretly poisoning, it will definitely be difficult to deal with when something happens to the customer."

Yang Jin was excited: "This is a good reminder, thank you!"

The old shopkeeper waved his hand and said he didn't need to thank him.

After leaving Tiejixuan, Du Yong chuckled and said, "This old shopkeeper is good."

Yang Jin echoed: "It's really good. After all, it's an old man, so he's still good at finding out the problem."

Du Yong took the gift from Yang Jin: "Brother Yang, it's not too late. You can go to the snack bar now and discuss it with everyone to see if there is any good way to avoid risks. If it really doesn't work, we will temporarily close our business and pay as much as possible. We will reopen after the Huyun Temple incident cools down. I'll just go to the Hou Mansion by myself."

Yang Jin nodded and replied: "Then be careful."

At the fork in the street, Yang Jin went straight to the snack bar, and Du Yong slowly rushed to the Hou Mansion.

Du Zongcheng was appointed as the Shaobaobao and was a false title. Although the emperor often summoned him to discuss matters, he did not have any specific responsibilities, so he had a lot of free time.

When Du Yong arrived at the Marquis' Mansion, Du Zongcheng was having tea and chatting with the old lady.

"I have met the old lady and the uncle!"

Du Yong put down the gift and greeted him respectfully. Since he moved out of the Marquis' Mansion at the age of fourteen, every time he came here, he always felt that he rarely had the kind, natural, solemn and serious atmosphere he was as a child.

The old lady was in good spirits. She held Du Yong's hand and asked various questions with a smile.

Pingzhou has worked hard, what difficulties have you encountered, are you injured, how can you get along with your colleagues, and so on.

The news she received was filtered by Du Zongcheng, so she didn't know that Du Yong had experienced several life and deaths. Du Yong went to Pingzhou, and she just thought it was a normal business trip.

Du Yong replied carefully, saying that he was very relaxed. The errands were processed and passed around. He also fabricated some interesting things, which made the old lady so funny.

Du Zongcheng deliberately pointed out in interesting things, and occasionally praised a few words to make the scene more joyful.

The old lady looked at the gift box: "What did you bring? Are there any specialties from Pingzhou?"

Du Yong was caught off guard, but he quickly calmed down and chuckled, "Old lady, there are things in Pingzhou and in the capital. My grandson brought you something interesting."
To be continued...