Do you want to hear the story?

Pu Xin smiled slightly, "That's right."

As the sound of his voice faded, a middle-aged man walked out from the crowd. He bowed to the two of them and said, "This commoner greets the Marquis and the Seventh Prince."

Yuwen Fei sized him up, then laughed: "I heard that Mr Zhang can tame birds, monkeys, etc. I wonder if Mr Zhang can tame mice?"

Pu Xin's expression did not change as he smiled at him: "I wonder where Seventh Prince heard that Mister can tame mice and insisted on asking, could it be that Mister really knows how to?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhang shook his head, "How would this commoner tame any mice? Mice are naturally cunning, how could they be so easily tamed?"

"Then, sir, do you know this mouse?"

When Mr. Zhang saw this mouse, his expression was clearly strange. A thin layer of sweat had actually appeared on his forehead on such a cold day.

Yuwen Fei shot a glance at him, taking over the mouse cage from Yun Jing's hands, standing up, he immediately brought it to Mr Zhang, "Mr Zhang, you must take a good look, whether or not you recognize this mouse!"

His movements were very rough, and the cage shook, jolting the rats awake.

The rat's eyes suddenly opened, and the tip of its nose lightly twitched a few times. Suddenly, the rat seemed to have gone crazy, and rushed towards Mr. Zhang's direction, trying its best to break out of the iron cage.

Mr. Zhang jumped back in fear and quickly dodged. With a trembling voice, he said, "This rat looks pretty similar, how could this commoner recognize it? Moreover, this commoner might not be afraid of the Seventh Prince's joke, but this commoner is most afraid of rats. "

"Oh? "Is that so?" Yuwen Fei raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "If I open this cage, will the rat run away or will it..."

Yuwen Fei dragged his voice as his eyes moved between Mr. Zhang and Pu Xin.

If Yuwen Fei really opened the cage, this rat would be the first one to pounce on him. But wasn't this mouse already taken away by the Marquis? Why did it appear in the hands of the seventh prince?

He looked at Pu Xin, trembling with fear, and Pu Xin waved him off.

Mr. Zhang heaved a sigh of relief, carefully glanced at the Seventh Prince, and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Yuwen Fei called out to him again, and pulled his sleeves, not letting him go, "I haven't even seen this show, why are you already gone."

Mr. Zhang was in a difficult position as he looked at Pu Xin for help.

Pu Xin slowly walked down, took out Mr Zhang's sleeves, and smiled at Yuwen Fei: "If Seventh Prince wishes for a toast, then why not Pu Xin tell Seventh Prince an interesting story? Although it's not as exciting as this, it's still an interesting story. "

"Hmph." Yuwen Fei sneered, "This prince has heard too many books in the teahouse, there are only a few stories here and there, and I'm tired of listening to them.

"But this story of mine is different from those market stories. This story is about a merchant in Xuzhou."

Pu Xin bent his eyes and smiled, he looked at Yuwen Fei calmly.

"Oh?" The back of Yuwen Fei's phoenix eyes slightly rose as he looked at Pu Xin with an unreadable expression, "Then Master Hou, why don't you tell me?"

Pu Xin raised his hand, indicating that Yuwen Fei should return to his seat, and slowly explained in detail.

The vaudeville crew outside were also led away. The only sound that could be heard in the entire room was the gurgling of hot water on the road.

After the people around had left, Pu Xin took out a cup that was already warm from the stove and refilled it for the two.

Yuwen Fei lifted his wine cup and finished it in one cup. Pu Xin's gentle voice, along with the fragrance of the wine, lightly rang out.

"There is a family of merchants in Xuzhou with the surname of Shen."

With just that one sentence, Yuwen Fei's heart was suddenly lifted, and he slowly raised his head to look at the person in front of him.

The hot water evaporated a curled up mist and covered Pu Xin's face. It was so misty that people could not see it clearly, but his clear and gentle voice still continued to sound in their ears.

"The Shen family was originally a rich family, and their family could be considered to be very happy. However, one night, a thief took over this family, and all of them died. Only the young master of the family remained, his name was Shen Qi. "

Yuwen Fei placed his hand on the table and held the wine cup tightly. He held it so tightly that even his joints were turning slightly white.

He looked at Yuwen Fei clearly, "Speaking of this Shen Qi, he is the same age as the Seventh Prince, and he had only left the Luzhoushan the year the Seventh Prince went to visit him. I presume he should have met the Seventh Prince before?"

Yuwen Fei released the hand that was holding the wine cup, and slowly spoke: "I have heard of it from Master, but I have never seen it before. When I went to Luzhoushan, he had already left. "

"What a pity." Pu Xin sighed, "This Shen Qi can be considered quite a character."

"Master Hou said that it's an interesting story. It can't be that he's referring to Shen Qi's experiences, right?" Yuwen Fei looked at Pu Xin coldly.

"What is it? Seventh Prince doesn't like to hear it? " Pu Xin poured a cup of hot tea for himself and warmed it in his hands as he smiled at him.

Smiling Face! Yuwen Fei secretly cursed, and his gaze gradually darkened, and said in a heavy voice: "It's not that I don't like him, but it's just that Master often whispers his glorious deeds in his ear, and I'm tired of listening to it. How about I tell Master Hou a lesson, that's definitely more interesting than this."

"Oh?" Pu Xin raised his eyebrows and looked at Yuwen Fei, the smile on his face still as warm as the spring wind.

"Does the marquis know where I caught this mouse?" Yuwen Fei pointed to the rats in the iron cage and asked.

Pu Xin looked at the mouse, shook his head, and asked: "Where?"

"Cloud Locking Pavilion."

But Pu Xin only looked at him indifferently, waiting for him to continue.

Yuwen Fei handed the mouse over to Yun Jing and laid back on the chair in a crooked manner. He opened the paper fan in his hand and shook it slowly, looking satisfied.

The situation between the two of them was completely the same as before.

Although Yuwen Fei was smiling, his eyes were ice-cold. Looking at the water vapor in front of him, he slowly said: "Speaking of which, it's a coincidence, I met someone in Cloud Locking Pavilion. Why don't you guess who that person is?"

After Pu Xin heard this, he did not look up at him. Instead, he turned the cup in his hand, causing the temperature of the tea to slowly change. He lifted the tea cup and took a shallow sip before replying, "I guess … It's the Shentidol. "

"Pah!" The paper fan in Yuwen Fei's hand retracted all of a sudden, and like a storyteller's wood, a crisp sound came out, "Master Hou's guess is right! It is the Shentidol! "

"How about you guess again what this Shentidol told me?"

Pu Xin gave a shallow smile, "How could this Pu Xin guess?"

"Master Hou can guess." Yuwen Fei said with a face full of certainty, "Since Master Hou was able to find out Bei Ling's informant in the capital, I believe that Master Hou must have also been able to guess that the Shentidol was hiding some sort of trump card."

"Pu Xin can't guess."

The fire on the stove had gradually died down, and the water vapor had slowly dissipated.

There was a sudden gust of cold wind, rattling the doors and windows. Pu Xin was blown away by the wind and started to cough non-stop.

When the servants who had been guarding outside heard Pu Xin's voice, they hurried in and closed the windows. Some of them started fire while others took out cloaks.

The originally quiet room immediately became lively, and the conversation between the two of them was interrupted.

Yuwen Fei squinted his eyes, seeing how all the servants were surrounding Pu Xin, his gaze suddenly became gloomy.

"Since the duke can't guess it, I'll just tell him." A cold voice slowly sounded within the warm room.

The servants were all startled, knowing that they themselves could hear what the two were talking about, they all immediately lowered their heads, closed their ears, and quickly finished what they were doing and left. When the last servant left, Yuwen Fei's voice just happened to sound out again.

"Shentidol said that he originally had a copy of the list of officials who accepted bribes in the capital. He originally wanted Wu Bo Hou to contact these officials and speak up for him. However, even after waiting for a long time, none of the officials made a sound. "I guess —"

Yuwen Fei paused for a moment, then swept a glance at the somewhat pale Pu Xin, "I'm guessing that this name list, should not even reach Wu Bo Hou's hands!"

"Cough cough …"

Pu Xin covered his lips and started coughing softly once again. He gently raised his hand and poured himself a cup of tea.

When Yuwen Fei heard this, he acted as if he had heard something funny. He smiled and said, "Master Hou, where are the names on the table?"

Pu Xin blinked as if he was not sure, "Could it be that even the Seventh Prince isn't clear about it?"

The two of them acted like they were deaf and dumb, going back and forth between each other.

In the end, Pu Xin suddenly asked, "The Seventh Prince is in charge of dealing with Princess Ping Yang's Qishan white jade case, is it still not over?"

Yuwen Fei's eyes lit up, the only mystery in Ping Yang was, between Ping Yang and himself, how did he get involved, was it possible? He looked at Pu Xin without blinking.

Pu Xin just laughed and remained silent. He picked up a piece of charcoal from the side of the fire and threw it into the furnace.